"Looking for death" Hearing the disdainful words of the three of them, the young cultivator Han Bei Dengran said angrily.
As soon as he stepped out, the spiritual pressure suddenly changed, and after a cyclone visible to the naked eye, a long sword appeared in the palm of his right hand, and the sword body was snow-white.
Seeing the appearance of this sword, the faces of Fengchen and the others were a little dignified, and they inadvertently added a little difficulty.
Just by seeing the shape of the sword, several people can feel the difference of this sword, not to mention this very obvious drop in temperature Hardly think about it, the grade of this sword appeared in the minds of several people in the wind and dust: the excellent spiritual weapon.
A Four-Transformation Cultivator is not terrifying, but when a Four-Transformation Cultivator is holding an excellent spiritual weapon, his combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.
When Fengchen's faces changed and they hadn't reacted in any other way, Han Bei, who had taken out the Superior Spirit Weapon, couldn't hold back his anger and was ready to launch what he thought was a fierce offensive against Fengchen and the others: "See if I don't teach you little dolls a lesson, if Uncle Ben is happy, I can not kill you."
Thinking about it beautifully, an unpredictable scene suddenly appeared at this moment, and Han Bei, a young cultivator who was ready to go, was caught off guard.
"Cold Tomb, Shi Yu, pay attention to good actions" At this moment, Fengchen suddenly drank in a deep voice, and the spiritual pressure around his body suddenly soared, and even faintly resisted the spiritual pressure released by Han Bei and pushed it back.
At the same time, he raised his hands forward, located at Han Bei's feet, because Han Bei's spiritual pressure seemed to be cowardly and inactive, but as if injected with new energy, it suddenly surged forward, and immediately submerged Han Bei, who was about to make a move, under its encirclement. not only interrupted Han Bei's movements, but also left a cutting opportunity for Leng Tomb.
"Well done, Fengchen" Witnessing this scene, Leng Tomb didn't understand what Fengchen meant, and after hastily praising Fengchen, taking advantage of Han Bei's temporary exposure by the interference of the demon fire at this moment, the spiritual power under his feet trembled, and the whole person disappeared in place with a step on the shadow.
And in the next second, there is no doubt where the cold tomb will appear.
"The shield of heavy earth, guard" is even more keen, and Leng Tomb himself has to be clear about himself, and the figure of Leng Tomb appeared next to the Demon Fire, or the Demon Fire, and it happened to be when Han Bei stepped on Han Bei's shadow behind him, without waiting for Leng Tomb to make the next move, Shi Yu, who was standing in place, slammed down with his shield in his hands, and a faint huángsè ripple spread out to the surrounding area at almost the speed of light, and soon formed a rather large circular area, which would be the wind and dust stone emperor, There are also cold tombs and Hanbei not far away.
The change of this move is by no means more than that, almost at the moment when the area was formed, the cold tomb at the forefront of the area, without waiting for his hand to condense the shadow power that had just been devoured, suddenly unexpectedly found that a layer of light huángsè barrier appeared around his body inexplicably, like the yellow sand barrier of Shiyu, but it was a little different.
The yellow sand barrier is the kind of close-fitting type, and the barrier that appears around the cold tomb at this moment is a round ball with a regular shape.
"What is this, it shouldn't affect my actions" Glancing at the barrier in a hurry, Leng Tomb didn't even have time to think about whether this barrier would affect his actions, Bishou quickly wrapped in a layer of faint black light, Leng Tomb slashed his hand forward with the extreme he could do, attacking Han Bei At the same time, he also got the answer to his inner question.
The black light pierced through the huángsè barrier without hindrance, as if it had never existed, and that it was no different from passing through the air.
And Bishou, who penetrated the barrier without hindrance, also got his wish, and pierced into the rich demonic fire in front of him under the expectation of the cold tomb.
It's just that the black light bishou made a crisp "dang" sound before he was about to attack a certain existence inside, which was forcibly blocked and stopped in front of the target.
"Cut, failed," Leng Tomb couldn't help but smack his lips.
Just the moment of contact, he felt a chill from Bishou that invaded the bone marrow, which made Leng Tomb couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and at the same time, he quickly took Bishou back: if he didn't succeed in a blow, if he continued to stay, he would inevitably encounter a counterattack.
Sure enough, when the cold tomb bishou retracted his feet and had just stepped out, and even the figure had not disappeared, a white light shot out from the magic fire, and when he saw that he was about to row over the cold tomb and couldn't leave, the light huángsè barrier around the cold tomb body played a perfect role at this moment.
Although he didn't directly block Han Bei's attack, after being hit by this white light, he held on for nearly half a second before he cracked out.
With the complete shattering of the light huángsè barrier, the white light shot out, and while cutting off the remnants of the cold tomb left in place, it also brought a chill that was even enough to freeze the surrounding black flames, shooting straight into the distance.
As for the demonic fire that was wrapped around the young cultivator Han Bei's body and played a distracting role, it was also completely frozen into ice by the chill that escaped under this blow.
Immediately after that, Han Bei, the initiator of all this, lightly knocked it from the inside, and the demonic fire ice cube shattered into pieces of slag one after another under the shock of the long sword, and spilled it all over the ground.
"Very good, it seems that I still underestimate you, if my reaction speed is a little slower, I'm afraid that just now is enough to kill me" Han Bei stood on the ground full of ice slag, looking at the two of them with some gritted teeth.
As for the cold tomb that almost killed him just now, it disappeared as if it had disappeared, which made Han Bei a little jealous.
Others don't know, but Hanbei won't know.
The short exchange just now seemed to be a complete victory on Hanbei's side, and Leng Tomb also seemed to be repelled by a blow.
But in fact, it was Han Bei himself who almost didn't block Leng Tomb's blow, and when he barely stopped it and was about to fight back, Leng Tomb fled like a loach with a dragon swinging its tail.
If it was just like this, Han Bei would at most feel that the escape speed of Leng Tomb was really a bit tricky, and he would not be afraid.
What really made him feel threatened by his life, and therefore had to be afraid of Leng Tomb, was the seemingly inconspicuous attack from Leng Tomb.
Who would have imagined that it was just wrapped in a layer of black light, and the attack that originally seemed to be just an ordinary stroke actually brought a sense of oppression like a natural enemy.
At the moment of contact, Han Bei could clearly feel that his attack, which should have been 100%, was suppressed to seventy percent or even sixty percent.
If it weren't for the fact that the Cold Tomb was just a cultivation of the first change of the Gathering Spirit, but had become the second change of the Gathering Spirit, Han Bei really doubted whether he would be able to survive the moment just now.
If the attack of the cold tomb made Han Bei tremble, then the demon fire of the wind and dust and the shield of the stone emperor made Han Bei hate it to the core.
If it weren't for Fengchen's demonic fire sneak attack, Han Bei would not have been caught off guard by Fengchen and a few people at all.
And if there was no shield of Shi Yu, the cold tomb just now might be cut off alive and dead.
"It's a pity that I didn't want your life," Fengchen sighed with some regret.
If that blow just now could solve Hanbei, it would really save a lot of trouble.
But no one can blame for this, Fengchen thought that the cooperation just now was the ultimate that the three of them could do, but they were still carried by Han Bei, which can only be said to be the gap in strength.
Through the confrontation just now, the three of them all understood that the young cultivator Han Bei in front of them was a leader even if he was in the Four Transformations of Gathering Spirits, and he could even compete with the cultivators of the Five Transformations of Gathering Spirits.
"It's really a bit of a bad luck," Fengchen said secretly in his heart, but the corners of his mouth inadvertently laughed: "However, only such an opponent can really see our true strength after we grow up." ” "You dare to laugh, boy, you are looking for death" Seeing the smile on Fengchen's face, Han Bei, who instinctively thought that Fengchen was laughing at him, suddenly became angry, and lowered his vigilance for a while, ignoring the cold tomb hidden in the dark, whether he would jump out and suddenly attack him This possible phenomenon, after carrying the long sword in his hand and slashing through an ice flower, he swept away the wind and dust with a sword, and suddenly swept up a spiritual slash, containing the power of the cold to rush towards the wind and dust.
At first glance, Feng Chen almost thought that this was an ordinary spirit slash, but as the spirit slash approached quickly, bringing that chill to Feng Chen, Feng Chen couldn't help but tremble, Feng Chen immediately reacted to the special features of this spirit slash, and quickly reacted after his face changed.
The demonic fire was ignited in an instant, filling the surroundings of Fengchen's body, and quickly gathered along with the manipulation of Fengchen's divine sense.
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With the wind as the heart and the fire as the ei, the magic fire blade formed by the two sides spiraling and converging on both sides in an instant was suspended beside Feng Chen, and a gust of wind pressure blew away the surrounding air At the same time, it was also manipulated by Feng Chen's two hands, and swept straight towards the front spirit.
"Demon Fire Blade, Ethereal Strike" At the moment when the two Demon Fire Blades flew out, when he was fighting with Liu Mania, the wonderful feeling of using the Demon Fire Blade for the first time appeared in Fengchen's mind again.
Without even reacting to what was going on, as if in a state of selflessness and etherealism, the area and rotation speed of the two-sided demonic fire blades suddenly increased when they were shot, rolling up one after another bursts of wind pressure that could almost blow the condensed cultivator away, mixed with the spiritual pressure that was almost not weaker than Han Bei's, and slashed towards the spirit against the ground.
Along the way, because of the strength of the spiritual pressure, layers of red earth were crushed, bringing bursts of sand and soil to obscure the vision.
"This kid, how is it possible" At the moment when the Demon Fire Blade shot out, Han Bei's face, which was originally a little leisurely, suddenly changed, and he was shocked by the spiritual pressure strength of the Demon Fire Blade on both sides of the wind and dust.
Just looking at and feeling it like this, Han Bei could clearly feel the strength of this attack, which was almost no different from the ordinary Gathering Spirit Four Transformations, and it would not be much worse.
Although Han Bei himself is still a little worse, but, "He is just a cultivator who gathers spirits and transforms, and the power of the martial arts he casts can actually imitate the four transformations of gathering spirits, this kind of level span is too terrifying."
Perhaps, the only thing that can make Han Bei happy is that although the two demonic fire blades cast by Fengchen are extremely powerful, they still can't defeat the spirit slash attack he released, after all, "The spirit slash cast with the excellent spirit weapon condensation frost, combined with the strength of the four transformations of the spirit gathering, is definitely not something that ordinary four-change cultivators can handle, even if you are a boy, you are very against the sky, that's all" Han Bei pretended to be calm and muttered to himself, and the two attacks that were about to fight in front of him were finally perfectly completed under the gaze of several people.
"Sure enough, my spirit slash is even better" It was just the aftermath of the attack caused by the moment of contact, which was enough to make Han Bei understand that this attack was won by his own side.
Therefore, with a hint of pride, through the layers of ripples and dust that were shocked when the two attacks were exchanged, Han Beichong looked at him not far away.
It's just that Han Bei was a little surprised that "why does this kid have a smile on his face" Fengchen's face at this moment suddenly appeared with a smile that Han Bei couldn't understand, so he couldn't help but read it softly.
What Han Bei didn't expect was that his self-talk actually ushered in a voice that made his face change greatly: "The answer to this question, let me tell you." ” "Not good" The spiritual pressure behind him surged again, and while Han Bei shouted in his heart, he tried his best to turn around and face the uninvited guest behind him, but this time Han Bei could not be like the previous time.
Because this time, unlike the previous time, at the moment of being disturbed by the wind, dust, demons, and fire, Han Bei raised his vigilance.
Therefore, he was able to rush before the sudden appearance of the cold tomb, and used a sword to block the blow that the cold tomb was accumulating.
This time, Han Bei really lost his mind, and therefore missed the best opportunity to react, just the moment he turned around, he ushered in another attack of Leng Tomb.
And this time, Bishou was still flashing with black light, like a night light that cut through the day, and the black light flashed away from Han Bei's eyes, and finally got his wish.
"Let's die" accompanied by Leng Tomb's irrepressible angry shout, bishou stabbed heavily into Han Bei's chest, penetrating the flesh and blood to bring pain, and at the same time, it was also irrepressibly flowing bloody blood.
Although a cultivator has already embarked on the path of breaking away from the mundane, it is inevitable that the existence of certain parts is still extremely important before the completion of the world, and the heart is an inevitable Achilles heel for low-level cultivators.
As long as the heart is completely damaged, there is no chance that the cultivator will survive.
As a result, Leng Tomb's attack went straight to Han Bei's heart without any deviation.
A slightly piercing lip smack came from the cold tomb, announcing the outcome of the attack just now.
"It's still a stinger" Fengchen and Shi Yu's minds turned this thought at the same time, with a trace of regret in their hearts.
If this blows the heart, even if Han Bei can't be killed directly, at least half a life will be lost.
But now, as long as it doesn't hit the heart, although other places will also have a lot of impact, "it will still be a strong enemy," Fengchen couldn't help but sigh.
The two sneak attacks were unsuccessful, and if you want to have a third chance, I'm afraid it's not realistic
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