"Your Excellency is too presumptuous."
Zhang Yuan's face was red, and his old face was deformed with anger. But he didn't take action. After all, the feeling Su Fan gave him was unfathomable.
"hehe!"
Su Fan looked at the other party and sneered, but if the other party didn't make a move, he was going to carry Shangguan Laogui.
"stop!"
At this time, Zhang Yuan finally couldn't hold back the heat. After all, he didn't want to give up the Qingshui Renlian in this person's hand, so he fired dozens of eerie green lights.
Su Fan felt the gloomy green light before he got close to it, and frowned at the sinister aura in it.
"Moxiu!"
It seems a bit different, but this magical power, with its sinister aura, has contaminated many lives.
His face instantly turned cold.
The ghostly green light has a sinister edge, as if it can be addictive to the soul.
In response, Su Fan pinched his hands, and suddenly there were streaks of golden-red thunder and fire, and a large area of thunder and fire blocked it.
To deal with gloomy things, the magical power of Zhi Gang Zhi Yang is naturally the best.
Su Fan also has no shortage of these magical powers. Whether it is thunder-based magical powers or fire-based magical powers, Su Fan is not lacking.
This grenade and fire magical power has a bit of the power of the Purple Sun Thunder, making this magical power a bit more powerful.
The two forces collided, and it was like a fire.
Zizzi!
The gloomy green light dissipated a lot when it encountered the thunder and fire, as if it were encountering a natural enemy.
In the blink of an eye, only a few wisps of dozens of green lights remained.
"impossible!"
Zhang Yuan's mouth was slightly open, with an expression of surprise and disbelief on his face.
How could he not recognize the thunder and fire magical power released by the other party, but why is this power so powerful?
Seeing this, Su Fan sneered as always, and fired the spell in his hand again, and dozens of thunder fires rushed directly towards the opponent.
Boom boom boom!
"not good!"
Seeing this, Zhang Yuan's expression changed, and he quickly dodged back. At the same time, he turned his hand, and a green wooden staff appeared in his palm.
The wooden staff shook, and then released a cyan light curtain, blocking the whole body.
The golden-red thunder and fire struck the cyan light curtain, shattering it in an instant.
However, the latter kept shaking the wooden stick, and layers of light curtains were propped up to block his body.
He just blocked it and kept retreating.
After all, the roar of thunder and fire and the energy shock wave that exploded were unbearable.
Within a few breaths, Zhang Yuan felt that something was wrong. The opponent's thunder and fire magical power seemed to have endless attacks, and the power of this magical power was so powerful.
His green wood staff is only a fifth-level low-grade magic weapon. It can release this green light curtain. It is also the wood-attribute defensive magic he practiced to strengthen the defense.
But facing that thunder and fire, it couldn't be stopped for long.
If he continues to consume like this, he may not be able to stop it.
Obviously at this moment, he has understood that the opponent's cultivation level is higher than his. He is only at the first level of Nascent Soul. He may not be able to compare with the opponent's cultivation just by relying on magic power or magical powers.
After all, he majored in the wood attribute. Wood attribute techniques had advantages in terms of life extension and treatment, but they did not improve combat much.
Although he can also practice magical powers with other attributes, after all, the natural shortcomings of his spiritual roots mean that practicing it is half the effort with half the effort.
The green light before was a magical power he obtained when he broke into a senior's cave when he was in the golden elixir stage, and he practiced it with the soul of a monk.
The power is extraordinary, and the green light has the power of corrosion, but this kind of evil magical power is most unlike the familiar magical power of Zhi Gang Zhi Yang's Lei Huo.
The opponent naturally restrains him, and in terms of cultivation, the former is stronger.
Now, he could either turn around and leave immediately, perhaps with the possibility of escaping, or fight to the death.
He turned around and left, naturally he was unwilling to do so. The Qingshui Renlian was a fifth-level mid-grade treasure, and because of its special nature, even monks in the late Nascent Soul stage would not give up easily when they encountered it.
How could such a treasure be given up so easily?
Gritting his teeth, he took out the shining golden talisman from the storage ring, with mysterious talisman patterns drawn on it, which looked very extraordinary.
Even if it hasn't been activated yet, you can still feel the spiritual power in it.
"Hmm! A fifth-level spiritual talisman. It seems that this guy is worth a lot."
When Su Fan saw the fifth-level spiritual talisman that the other party took out, he didn't care much. He didn't recognize this fifth-level spiritual talisman, but a mere fifth-level spiritual talisman didn't pose much of a threat to him.
Even for a fifth-level high-grade person, it would be difficult.
What's more, he doesn't think that the other party can produce a fifth-level high-grade spiritual talisman. Even if it is placed in a big sect like Yuanding Sect, it is a treasure of Zhenzong and cannot be used easily.
This person is just a Yuanying stage monk from Shanling Sect, and he is only at the first level of Yuanying. He doesn't have that kind of financial resources.
Even if it is really a fifth-level high-grade spiritual talisman, he does not believe that the other party will activate it. After all, the value of this fifth-level high-grade spiritual talisman is probably not much lower than that of Qingshui Renlian.
Sometimes, even the former is more precious.
I saw this man chanting a spell in his mouth, and his magic power activated the spiritual talisman, and a golden light shot out from the spiritual talisman in an instant.
In the golden light, a small arrow of one or three inches was missing.
Golden Sun Arrow Talisman!
A fifth-level low-grade spiritual talisman, this Golden Sun Arrow has extremely powerful penetrating properties and is specifically designed to target that kind of screen defense.
Moreover, this talisman is also extremely insidious. The golden light is only one level, and what is even more dangerous is the three-inch small arrow inside.
Offering this talisman, Zhang Yuan's heart felt very painful. He had finally obtained this talisman, but now he had to use it.
But as long as he can severely injure the other party, that's acceptable to him.
The golden light was like a stream of light, rushing in front of Su Fan in the blink of an eye.
Feeling the edge of this golden light, Su Fan put his two fingers together and stretched them out like lightning.
"What?"
Zhang Yuan initially looked excited when he saw the other party's actions, but the next second, he saw a scene that he could not believe in his entire life.
I saw the golden light shattering, and the three-inch arrow in the golden light was tightly held by the opponent.
"How can it be?"
Zhang Yuan couldn't believe it, this scene was really amazing.
That was a fifth-level magic talisman. The other party pointed the sword and shattered the golden light. He could accept it. There was no such magical power as the fingertip sword light.
Moreover, the golden light was more of a confusion and not too powerful.
This Golden Sun Arrow Talisman is the real killing move, which is a three-inch arrow missing in the golden light.
As a result, the other party pinched it hard with his fingers, and there was no damage at all.
He couldn't believe that the edge of the three-inch arrow was sharper than some fifth-level magic swords, and it couldn't pierce the opponent's finger.
"You,..., who are you?"
Even monks in the late Yuanying stage would not dare to do this. Although the physical body of a monk in the late Yuanying stage is powerful, it is impossible to compete with a fifth-level magical weapon.
