"Explosion" came out of Qi Tian's mouth. ` The flying sword on the tree instantly flashed with dazzling white light, and at this moment, Zhang Wansheng's fist was already charging towards Qi Tian with silver light.
A bright silver light flashed, and Zhang Wansheng couldn't open his eyes.
However, the silver light was only fleeting.
After all, Zhang Wansheng was a perfect monk of the Shrine.
His fist was so powerful that he shattered the flying sword in an instant. against the thick trees It’s just that this moment of effort is less than one thousandth of a second Qi Tian accurately grasped the opportunity.
At the same time that his fist collided with the self-destructing flying sword, a purple silver needle hidden on the flying sword rushed out at a speed that could not cover his ears.
Go straight to Zhang Wansheng who is smiling proudly and contemptuously Zhang Wansheng only glanced at the white light.
Under the dazzling white light, Zhang Wansheng blinked and at the same time, half a meter in front of him, a purple light as thick as silk flashed out and stabbed him.
The purple light seemed extremely difficult to penetrate only an inch, then immediately turned around and headed straight towards the sky.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Wansheng's forehead.
The scene just now was too thrilling.
He had seen with his own eyes the purple mark after Bai Yan's death that could not be burned out even with the fire bomb technique.
It must be a highly poisonous thing.
Although the purple shadow just now, he I haven't looked carefully, but I think they should be similar.
Zhang Wansheng took off his purple clothes, revealing a set of silver-shining inner armor.
It can be clearly seen that there is a purple mark on the chest of the inner armor.
Moreover, there is a thin hole punctured by a needle in the center of the purple mark.
Location Qi Tian was about to sigh to himself.
Although the small hole of the silver needle could not be seen at this moment, he could see Zhang Wansheng's expression changing instantly.
Although he was not sure that the silver needle penetrated the armor, he thought that Wansheng would have some concerns if he was poisoned. , of course nothing better Qi Tian waved his right hand, put away the purple silver needle and sandwiched it between his two fingers, and ran away again without looking back.
Zhang Wansheng looked at the pale purple shadow on his chest, which was as big as a grain of rice.
He felt a tightness in his chest.
He took out a bunch of pills from his storage bag and drank them instantly, but his thoughts of chasing Qi Tian became even more intense.
Firmly "You are a mere ant, how dare you hurt me.
If I can't kill you here, I, Zhang Wansheng, swear that I will not be a human being."
"Xiao Tiantian, did you just see it?"
Fengwu's voice suddenly appeared in Qi Tian's mind.
Its voice was unhurried and seemed to be slightly weak.
"That silver inner armor, isn't it more beautiful than yours?"
This one looks much braver.”
Although Qi Tian was very excited about Feng Wu waking up and even felt like he had someone to rely on, he chose to ignore Feng Wu. ` This did not diminish Fengwu's enthusiasm for chatting with him at all.
It had been too long.
Fengwu felt helpless and lonely.
"You see how right I said it.
A girl who is just about to touch the other side has Wufu Qi."
The cultivator's talisman, this kid who opened the Fifth Palace also has an inner armor magic weapon that was refined in the Five Palaces period.
The Wangtian Sect is really rich."
Qi Tian couldn't understand where Feng Wu's leisurely mood came from.
Zhang Wansheng paused for a moment and then chased after him like a mad dog, much faster.
"How many treasures do you think he must have in his storage bag?"
Fengwu looked longingly, "Is there any more advanced magic weapon?
If we can solve it, we can make a small fortune."
Qi Tian almost stumbled, "If you can deal with him, everything he has there will be yours and yours alone."
Although Qi Tian knew that Feng Wu could fight against the Golden Core cultivators before, even at the Nascent Soul stage, after this long sleep, he was not sure about Feng Wu's strength now, and Feng Wu's voice was weak now.
According to its previous temper , if the battle is over, escape directly from the storage ring to provoke.
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Feng Wu clenched a fist with one wing, put it in front of the bird's beak and coughed twice, becoming more and more like a human being, "Ahem, it's not impossible, unless you have a more powerful magic weapon.
Well, I'm the best in the Nascent Soul stage.
At worst, I'll spend some energy and help you deal with him."
Qi Tian was completely speechless "Hey," Fengwu lay weakly in the storage ring and turned around twice, "Do you have the Nascent Soul stage or a monk's magic weapon that can open the five internal organs?
If you do, hit him with one blow and he will be destroyed."
Qi Tian stumbled and was momentarily slowed down by half a beat.
Zhang Wansheng was running at this moment, his anger had been suppressed for a long time, and he was even angrier.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"I don't need the five-viscera cultivator's magic weapon to kill you, but you are so provocative and even stopped to wait for me.
I have something that is enough to kill you."
Zhang Wansheng's playful smile reappeared on his face because of these words, but if you look closely, you can At this moment, Zhang Wansheng could see a trace of purple energy wandering on his face.
The purple energy was so light and fleeting that it could easily be mistaken for an illusion
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Zhang Wansheng seems to have made great determination.
In fact, he will never use this magic weapon to activate and consume spiritual power, because his magic weapon is different from Qitian's magic weapon.
Qitian's purple silver needle magic weapon has been refined by him for a long time.
At the same time, the silver needle magic weapon itself is the best to master among the magic weapons and consumes the least spiritual power.
But this is not the case with Zhang Wansheng's treasure.
Zhang Wansheng used a secret technique to damage a mouthful of essence and blood, and his speed skyrocketed.
He was about to catch up with Qi Tian.
At the same time, Zhang Wansheng patted the storage bag and took out a big ax from the storage bag.
This big ax just hit As soon as I took it out, the golden light shone and a pressure came down.
"Holy shit," Feng Wu got excited, kept rubbing his hands, and said to Qi Tian, "Although it can't be as powerful as the Nascent Soul stage magic weapon, it is at least as powerful as the magic weapon that the monks in the early Wufu have personally refined for nearly a hundred years.
The magic weapon that a monk in the Yuan Ying stage of cultivating spiritual energy can easily refine is not much different."
Qi Tian's face turned dark, "I practice the secret technique of immortality, but I need to practice it at least until the five palaces are perfect before I can reach Xiaocheng.
This is equivalent to the fact that if a monk dies in the stage of becoming a god, he will not be able to recover for ten years."
"I know, I know," Fengwu agreed impatiently, "You just need to die for a while.
When you die, I will absorb the Yin Qi from your soul, and then kill him with such power.
The magic weapon will absorb at least 95% of the spiritual power in his body.
If I hadn't advanced yet and the spiritual power in my body was unstable, then it would be the time for him to die."
Qi Tian looked at Zhang Wansheng with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.
He had killed such a strong man before, but he was bullied by a dog.
His Dantian was damaged and he could not use it.
He could only rely on the power of physical training and corresponding magic weapons.
Zhang Wansheng's face became even paler.
While controlling the flying sword, he activated the step-crossing magic weapon.
The load was too much for him, and the unconcealed contempt in Qi Tian's eyes made him feel angry.
At this moment, Zhang Wansheng spurted out a mouthful of essence and blood, which was spraying on the big axe.
No one noticed it.
As Zhang Wansheng moved the big axe, the purple aura on his face swam more violently, "Fuck them all!"
A huge ax that was almost solidified suddenly appeared from the sky at dusk.
With a strong murderous intent and hatred, it struck down from the sky.
Looking from Qitian, even the sky seemed to be covered by The ax split At this moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and countless golden flames ignited on both sides of the ax and struck the sky with the ax.
"I'm sure it's spectacular and powerful enough."
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Fengwu sighed when he saw the ax coming straight here, "Physical training monks really shouldn't be underestimated.
Physical training and spiritual energy each have their own unique features.
One can unleash his or her own divine power. , one can accommodate the power of the outside world, but we have different paths to reach the same goal, and we have to take that path in the end."
"I didn't expect that during this deep sleep, I would awaken so many bloodline inheritances.
It's a pity that this skin can't withstand such great strength now, so I can only rest slowly."
Fengwu sighed, and the golden bulge on its chest It already had five claws, and three rudimentary feathers sprouted from its head.
Qi Tian was under this giant axe, his body seemed to be restrained invisibly, and he didn't even have the strength to run or dodge.
Qi Tian clenched his fists with difficulty, concentrated all his strength and raised his head.
The clicking sound sounded, as if the will of the giant ax did not allow him to raise his head under its own pressure.
Suddenly, a brick appeared in Qi Tian's hand.
Sweat dripped from his face.
He clenched the brick tightly and gritted his teeth.
The ground cracked under the huge pressure.
Qi Tian's legs were sunk deeply into the earth.
Under pressure, the tiles shine brighter and brighter Just like a tiger, it will never be willing to be crushed by a cat.
It's not that Zhang Wansheng underestimated the enemy, but that the bricks held by Qi Tian looked too ordinary, even too rough, too dim, just like the bricks held casually by ordinary village old men.
The material could be seen.
It turned out to be an ordinary stone, not something exquisite.
All of this happened essentially at the moment when the giant golden ax struck down.
Zhang Wansheng proudly fantasized about Qi Tian being chopped into a pulp, and he seemed to be suddenly awakened, "My secret technique is still in his mind."
Zhang Wansheng thought that it was too late to stop him at this moment, because the supreme golden light had spread all over the place where Qitian was, seeming to swallow it up.
Wherever the golden light swept around, Haoran trees were flying and a mess Zhang Wansheng sighed helplessly, took out a jade bottle from another storage bag in his arms, carefully dripped a drop of white liquid from it, and swallowed it.
In this way, he carefully put the jade bottle back.
Qi Tian looked at the soft light curtain in front of him and the dazzling golden light outside the light curtain, "Fortunately, I am lucky to have this brick magic weapon."
Zhang Wansheng had just swallowed the white liquid, with a proud smile on his face, "Fortunately, with the marrow of the Earth Mother, I can regain eight successes in just a moment."
But as soon as these words were spoken, the thousands of golden lights and gleaming golden flames hanging down from the shadow of the ax disappeared in an instant.
Zhang Wansheng will never forget that at this moment, Qi Tian's eyes only saw the remaining golden image.
Qi Tian raised his right hand, grabbed an extremely ordinary-looking brick in front of him, and slowly looked at Zhang Wansheng.
The look in his eyes was no longer indifferent and calm, but more firm and ruthless.
It was no longer the look of a lone wolf, but a look like a tiger, dignified and seeking to seal the sky.
The look seemed to be a warning, Seems like a threat Zhang Wansheng was silent, but for only a second, his shock immediately turned into a deeper greed, "He has a magic weapon that is more powerful than mine, that is, the Five Palaces Perfection Monk's magic weapon, and it is a protective magic weapon.
It belongs to me, and he."
The inherited secrets are all mine.”
Zhang Wansheng licked his dry lips, and without waiting for his strength to recover, he flew towards the direction where Qi Tiandun was fleeing at the moment
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