Chapter 108
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Hearing the arrogant words of black sword, Zhao Xuan disdained to sneer and say:
"just a group of ordinary people."
After Zhao Shi left, he had no patience with these mortals. He lifted a fireball the size of a basketball in his right hand, and suddenly he went down towards the black sword.
Since the elder didn't stop her, it shows that she should have nothing to do with her here.
Sonorous!
At the same time, the 50 men guard of black sword drew their swords at the same time, and a delicate black internal force sword was formed in front of their bodies, and it was chopped down towards the fireball.
Boom! Hiss!
In Zhao Xuan's disbelief expression, his fireball attack area was just like a group of mortals' attacks, and the fireball burst out and made a roaring sound. Except for rolling up some sand, it did not cause any damage to the surrounding area.
After the fireball was divided into two parts, the black internal power sword, which became transparent, was cut on Zhao Xuan's shield, and the black internal force filaments dissipated in the air.
"Well, there is no comparison with the president.
I have already been the peak of building foundation, and there are more than 50 people behind me.
Why is that? "
The black sword murmured to himself, and doubts appeared in his eyes. The sword in his hand did not stop. Once again, a thick black sword shadow flashed on Zhao Xuan's shield. The shield broke instantly and the figure flew backward.
Zhao Xuan vomited a mouthful of blood in the air, ready to explode half of the magic, so that his body injury is more serious.
"Don't..."
In mid air, Zhao Xuan was shocked to find that a thick black sword shadow was once again cleaved to him, who had no resistance at all, and was not affected by Zhao Shi's words that had left him dead.
"Master, help me..."
The spirit of heaven and earth moved slightly. A thick blade of wind condensed into shape like a slow and solid disease in the air, and then quietly split the black sword shadow into two parts, and the black sword shadow turned into scattered internal force and dissipated in the air.
The huge blue wind blade did not damage much. It roared to the battle line composed of black sword and others again. If it was cut down, the fifty-one people would die at least half.
"Defense!"
The sword turned black.
All of a sudden, a dark shield of internal forces was formed under their desperate efforts to stimulate the internal forces.
Boom!
The seemingly indestructible black internal force shield suddenly burst into pieces, which turned into countless scattered internal forces. A transparent air wave was formed. Along the way, the flowers and trees were uprooted by the strong wind, and the debris was flying.
The walls of earth and stone all around collapsed like building blocks.
Poof!
Black sword wearing black scale armor and other players step back at the same time, was shocked to vomit blood, pale face.
It was still too difficult for the fifty-one old friars to face a mid-term gas refining process, which was only a little short of entering the latter stage of gas refining.
The shadow of Zhao Xuan's descendants flashed, showing the figure of an old monk in green robe. The blue light in his hand appeared and gently dragged Zhao Xuan, who was seriously injured.
Zhao Xuan's face showed a look of shame: "master, I'm worried about the lack of cultivation of my disciples."
The old friar with white hair shook his head gently: "it's not your fault. These people have a tacit understanding. They have some prototype of Taoist soldiers in the fairy family. It's normal that you are not your opponent.
You are smart enough. You have been a friar in the early stage of gas refining at a young age. In the future, you will surpass me and enter the later stage of gas refining, and even enter the realm of condensed reality. "
It's hard to practice in free practice. It's hard to make much progress after entering the Qi refining period. This is the double restriction of resources and knowledge, which nail them in place.
In this case, talent is in a secondary position.
Zhao Xuan was shocked: "the rudiment of Dao Bing?"
He was so envious and jealous that he almost went crazy. Why did Zhao Shi have such an opportunity.
I thought that after I set foot on the fairyland, I and he were no longer the same people in the world, but I didn't want this beast to climb up to the real world and cultivate immortals.
"Well"
the old man with white hair stepped out one step and came to the pale black sword and other players. The blue light in his hands flashed, and a green blade reappeared.
"I don't want to expand on that one.
As long as you send out ten people to vent your anger on my apprentice, and then send you the rudimentary method of Taoist soldiers, I am willing to let you go once. "
His voice was cold. The elder's divine sense was so broad that he knew what happened here.
She didn't stop it, which means that she doesn't care about things here, and even likes to see her own hand, which is the reason why he dare to do it.
But he was always cautious and unwilling to do everything, which did not kill them all.
"Let us go? Ha ha "
when black sword and the players behind him heard the white haired cultivator say this, their pale face instead took on a joking smile:" you're just in the middle of Qi training. It's hard for you to let us go. "
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
In the twinkling of an eye, the other seven teams felt that there were eight teams of fifty people, four hundred people. Half of them were warriors who built foundations or above, and they were generally those who practiced bone culture.They formed eight small teams, with long swords in front of them, and slowly surrounded the old monk with white hair. The light and shadow flickered, and a strong sense of oppression oppressed the old monk and Zhao Xuan.
"What?"
The old white haired monk's face changed. Even if there was one such excellent Taoist soldier in this unknown small county, there were eight, and the momentum was not much different from the team in front of him that could easily defeat the friars in the early stage of Qi refining.
There are two teams that are even more powerful than those in front of him. They are the team embroidered with snail flag and the elite group embroidered with a red long sword. Led by the spear, they are the most powerful. There is no one in the team whose strength is lower than that in the middle period of foundation construction.
"Little friend, we can discuss..."
"Kill!"
He didn't wait for him to say anything. He was a soldier, and he was always a quick and clean spear.
The autumn wind is bleak and the opportunity of killing is full of air. Some of the exercise period and some ordinary people in the prefectures' mansion can't help being stiff, and their minds are blank, as if they have lost their senses.
In a flash, eight internal power swords condensed into shape, whistling to kill the old monk with white hair.
"Dare you
The old monk with white hair showed a color of astonishment and anger. The huge wind blade in his hand immediately shot at the black sword and others. At the same time, the blue short guard on his body lit up.
Boom! Ding!
The wind blade of the old man with white hair is blocked by three internal power swords, but his shield is smashed by five internal power swords at the same time.
Three internal power long swords were broken on the spot, but there were two red internal power swords that exploded on his fragile body without hindrance.
"Shield!"
At the critical moment, a dark shield came out of his sleeve and enlarged to half a man's height to block two red internal power swords.
The anti shock force shattered the two internal power swords.
The form of shield is primitive and simple. There are many scratches on the shield, which shows the years it has experienced.
"It's unreasonable to have magic tools when you're lying in the trough and repairing scattered."
"That's not right."
The players were shocked. According to the information they had learned in advance, the magic weapons were rare in the hands of the gas refiners of zongmen, and there was even a loose cultivation.
It's a good luck.
Whew! Whew!
Although they were shocked, their movements did not stop at all. Eight more internal power swords were condensed and turned into sword shadows to kill the old monk with white hair.
"Little skills."
After the big shield, the old man with white hair had a light expression and did not fight back. He reached out a little and once again lit up a white shield. It seems that it is obviously stronger than the shield that he formed by his own magic power. I don't know where to go.
Ding Ding Ding!
Sure enough, the eight internal power swords blasted on the shield, but they could only make the white light on his body crumble and exaggerate.
But in the end, there was no damage.
At the next moment, a wind blade that has been ready for a long time flies out towards a small team. The green wind blade reflects the face of the players under the blade.
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Hearing the arrogant words of black sword, Zhao Xuan disdained to sneer and say:
"just a group of ordinary people."
After Zhao Shi left, he had no patience with these mortals. He lifted a fireball the size of a basketball in his right hand, and suddenly he went down towards the black sword.
Since the elder didn't stop her, it shows that she should have nothing to do with her here.
Sonorous!
At the same time, the 50 men guard of black sword drew their swords at the same time, and a delicate black internal force sword was formed in front of their bodies, and it was chopped down towards the fireball.
Boom! Hiss!
In Zhao Xuan's disbelief expression, his fireball attack area was just like a group of mortals' attacks, and the fireball burst out and made a roaring sound. Except for rolling up some sand, it did not cause any damage to the surrounding area.
After the fireball was divided into two parts, the black internal power sword, which became transparent, was cut on Zhao Xuan's shield, and the black internal force filaments dissipated in the air.
"Well, there is no comparison with the president.
I have already been the peak of building foundation, and there are more than 50 people behind me.
Why is that? "
The black sword murmured to himself, and doubts appeared in his eyes. The sword in his hand did not stop. Once again, a thick black sword shadow flashed on Zhao Xuan's shield. The shield broke instantly and the figure flew backward.
Zhao Xuan vomited a mouthful of blood in the air, ready to explode half of the magic, so that his body injury is more serious.
"Don't..."
In mid air, Zhao Xuan was shocked to find that a thick black sword shadow was once again cleaved to him, who had no resistance at all, and was not affected by Zhao Shi's words that had left him dead.
"Master, help me..."
The spirit of heaven and earth moved slightly. A thick blade of wind condensed into shape like a slow and solid disease in the air, and then quietly split the black sword shadow into two parts, and the black sword shadow turned into scattered internal force and dissipated in the air.
The huge blue wind blade did not damage much. It roared to the battle line composed of black sword and others again. If it was cut down, the fifty-one people would die at least half.
"Defense!"
The sword turned black.
All of a sudden, a dark shield of internal forces was formed under their desperate efforts to stimulate the internal forces.
Boom!
The seemingly indestructible black internal force shield suddenly burst into pieces, which turned into countless scattered internal forces. A transparent air wave was formed. Along the way, the flowers and trees were uprooted by the strong wind, and the debris was flying.
The walls of earth and stone all around collapsed like building blocks.
Poof!
Black sword wearing black scale armor and other players step back at the same time, was shocked to vomit blood, pale face.
It was still too difficult for the fifty-one old friars to face a mid-term gas refining process, which was only a little short of entering the latter stage of gas refining.
The shadow of Zhao Xuan's descendants flashed, showing the figure of an old monk in green robe. The blue light in his hand appeared and gently dragged Zhao Xuan, who was seriously injured.
Zhao Xuan's face showed a look of shame: "master, I'm worried about the lack of cultivation of my disciples."
The old friar with white hair shook his head gently: "it's not your fault. These people have a tacit understanding. They have some prototype of Taoist soldiers in the fairy family. It's normal that you are not your opponent.
You are smart enough. You have been a friar in the early stage of gas refining at a young age. In the future, you will surpass me and enter the later stage of gas refining, and even enter the realm of condensed reality. "
It's hard to practice in free practice. It's hard to make much progress after entering the Qi refining period. This is the double restriction of resources and knowledge, which nail them in place.
In this case, talent is in a secondary position.
Zhao Xuan was shocked: "the rudiment of Dao Bing?"
He was so envious and jealous that he almost went crazy. Why did Zhao Shi have such an opportunity.
I thought that after I set foot on the fairyland, I and he were no longer the same people in the world, but I didn't want this beast to climb up to the real world and cultivate immortals.
"Well"
the old man with white hair stepped out one step and came to the pale black sword and other players. The blue light in his hands flashed, and a green blade reappeared.
"I don't want to expand on that one.
As long as you send out ten people to vent your anger on my apprentice, and then send you the rudimentary method of Taoist soldiers, I am willing to let you go once. "
His voice was cold. The elder's divine sense was so broad that he knew what happened here.
She didn't stop it, which means that she doesn't care about things here, and even likes to see her own hand, which is the reason why he dare to do it.
But he was always cautious and unwilling to do everything, which did not kill them all.
"Let us go? Ha ha "
when black sword and the players behind him heard the white haired cultivator say this, their pale face instead took on a joking smile:" you're just in the middle of Qi training. It's hard for you to let us go. "
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
In the twinkling of an eye, the other seven teams felt that there were eight teams of fifty people, four hundred people. Half of them were warriors who built foundations or above, and they were generally those who practiced bone culture.They formed eight small teams, with long swords in front of them, and slowly surrounded the old monk with white hair. The light and shadow flickered, and a strong sense of oppression oppressed the old monk and Zhao Xuan.
"What?"
The old white haired monk's face changed. Even if there was one such excellent Taoist soldier in this unknown small county, there were eight, and the momentum was not much different from the team in front of him that could easily defeat the friars in the early stage of Qi refining.
There are two teams that are even more powerful than those in front of him. They are the team embroidered with snail flag and the elite group embroidered with a red long sword. Led by the spear, they are the most powerful. There is no one in the team whose strength is lower than that in the middle period of foundation construction.
"Little friend, we can discuss..."
"Kill!"
He didn't wait for him to say anything. He was a soldier, and he was always a quick and clean spear.
The autumn wind is bleak and the opportunity of killing is full of air. Some of the exercise period and some ordinary people in the prefectures' mansion can't help being stiff, and their minds are blank, as if they have lost their senses.
In a flash, eight internal power swords condensed into shape, whistling to kill the old monk with white hair.
"Dare you
The old monk with white hair showed a color of astonishment and anger. The huge wind blade in his hand immediately shot at the black sword and others. At the same time, the blue short guard on his body lit up.
Boom! Ding!
The wind blade of the old man with white hair is blocked by three internal power swords, but his shield is smashed by five internal power swords at the same time.
Three internal power long swords were broken on the spot, but there were two red internal power swords that exploded on his fragile body without hindrance.
"Shield!"
At the critical moment, a dark shield came out of his sleeve and enlarged to half a man's height to block two red internal power swords.
The anti shock force shattered the two internal power swords.
The form of shield is primitive and simple. There are many scratches on the shield, which shows the years it has experienced.
"It's unreasonable to have magic tools when you're lying in the trough and repairing scattered."
"That's not right."
The players were shocked. According to the information they had learned in advance, the magic weapons were rare in the hands of the gas refiners of zongmen, and there was even a loose cultivation.
It's a good luck.
Whew! Whew!
Although they were shocked, their movements did not stop at all. Eight more internal power swords were condensed and turned into sword shadows to kill the old monk with white hair.
"Little skills."
After the big shield, the old man with white hair had a light expression and did not fight back. He reached out a little and once again lit up a white shield. It seems that it is obviously stronger than the shield that he formed by his own magic power. I don't know where to go.
Ding Ding Ding!
Sure enough, the eight internal power swords blasted on the shield, but they could only make the white light on his body crumble and exaggerate.
But in the end, there was no damage.
At the next moment, a wind blade that has been ready for a long time flies out towards a small team. The green wind blade reflects the face of the players under the blade.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Hearing the arrogant words of black sword, Zhao Xuan disdained to sneer and say: "just a group of ordinary people." After Zhao Shi left, he had no patience with these mortals. He lifted a fireball the size of a basketball in his right hand, and suddenly he went down towards the black sword. Since the elder didn't stop her, it shows that she should have nothing to do with her here. Sonorous! At the same time, the 50 men guard of black sword drew their swords at the same time, and a delicate black internal force sword was formed in front of their bodies, and it was chopped down towards the fireball. Boom! Hiss! In Zhao Xuan's disbelief expression, his fireball attack area was just like a group of mortals' attacks, and the fireball burst out and made a roaring sound. Except for rolling up some sand, it did not cause any damage to the surrounding area. After the fireball was divided into two parts, the black internal power sword, which became transparent, was cut on Zhao Xuan's shield, and the black internal force filaments dissipated in the air. "Well, there is no comparison with the president. I have already been the peak of building foundation, and there are more than 50 people behind me. Why is that? " The black sword murmured to himself, and doubts appeared in his eyes. The sword in his hand did not stop. Once again, a thick black sword shadow flashed on Zhao Xuan's shield. The shield broke instantly and the figure flew backward. Zhao Xuan vomited a mouthful of blood in the air, ready to explode half of the magic, so that his body injury is more serious. "Don't..." In mid air, Zhao Xuan was shocked to find that a thick black sword shadow was once again cleaved to him, who had no resistance at all, and was not affected by Zhao Shi's words that had left him dead. "Master, help me..." The spirit of heaven and earth moved slightly. A thick blade of wind condensed into shape like a slow and solid disease in the air, and then quietly split the black sword shadow into two parts, and the black sword shadow turned into scattered internal force and dissipated in the air. The huge blue wind blade did not damage much. It roared to the battle line composed of black sword and others again. If it was cut down, the fifty-one people would die at least half. "Defense!" The sword turned black. All of a sudden, a dark shield of internal forces was formed under their desperate efforts to stimulate the internal forces. Boom! The seemingly indestructible black internal force shield suddenly burst into pieces, which turned into countless scattered internal forces. A transparent air wave was formed. Along the way, the flowers and trees were uprooted by the strong wind, and the debris was flying. The walls of earth and stone all around collapsed like building blocks. Poof! Black sword wearing black scale armor and other players step back at the same time, was shocked to vomit blood, pale face. It was still too difficult for the fifty-one old friars to face a mid-term gas refining process, which was only a little short of entering the latter stage of gas refining. The shadow of Zhao Xuan's descendants flashed, showing the figure of an old monk in green robe. The blue light in his hand appeared and gently dragged Zhao Xuan, who was seriously injured. Zhao Xuan's face showed a look of shame: "master, I'm worried about the lack of cultivation of my disciples." The old friar with white hair shook his head gently: "it's not your fault. These people have a tacit understanding. They have some prototype of Taoist soldiers in the fairy family. It's normal that you are not your opponent. You are smart enough. You have been a friar in the early stage of gas refining at a young age. In the future, you will surpass me and enter the later stage of gas refining, and even enter the realm of condensed reality. " It's hard to practice in free practice. It's hard to make much progress after entering the Qi refining period. This is the double restriction of resources and knowledge, which nail them in place. In this case, talent is in a secondary position. Zhao Xuan was shocked: "the rudiment of Dao Bing?" He was so envious and jealous that he almost went crazy. Why did Zhao Shi have such an opportunity. I thought that after I set foot on the fairyland, I and he were no longer the same people in the world, but I didn't want this beast to climb up to the real world and cultivate immortals. "Well" the old man with white hair stepped out one step and came to the pale black sword and other players. The blue light in his hands flashed, and a green blade reappeared. "I don't want to expand on that one. As long as you send out ten people to vent your anger on my apprentice, and then send you the rudimentary method of Taoist soldiers, I am willing to let you go once. " His voice was cold. The elder's divine sense was so broad that he knew what happened here. She didn't stop it, which means that she doesn't care about things here, and even likes to see her own hand, which is the reason why he dare to do it. But he was always cautious and unwilling to do everything, which did not kill them all. "Let us go? Ha ha "when black sword and the players behind him heard the white haired cultivator say this, their pale face instead took on a joking smile:" you're just in the middle of Qi training. It's hard for you to let us go. " Dong Dong Dong Dong! In the twinkling of an eye, the other seven teams felt that there were eight teams of fifty people, four hundred people. Half of them were warriors who built foundations or above, and they were generally those who practiced bone culture.They formed eight small teams, with long swords in front of them, and slowly surrounded the old monk with white hair. The light and shadow flickered, and a strong sense of oppression oppressed the old monk and Zhao Xuan. "What?" The old white haired monk's face changed. Even if there was one such excellent Taoist soldier in this unknown small county, there were eight, and the momentum was not much different from the team in front of him that could easily defeat the friars in the early stage of Qi refining. There are two teams that are even more powerful than those in front of him. They are the team embroidered with snail flag and the elite group embroidered with a red long sword. Led by the spear, they are the most powerful. There is no one in the team whose strength is lower than that in the middle period of foundation construction. "Little friend, we can discuss..." "Kill!" He didn't wait for him to say anything. He was a soldier, and he was always a quick and clean spear. The autumn wind is bleak and the opportunity of killing is full of air. Some of the exercise period and some ordinary people in the prefectures' mansion can't help being stiff, and their minds are blank, as if they have lost their senses. In a flash, eight internal power swords condensed into shape, whistling to kill the old monk with white hair. "Dare you The old monk with white hair showed a color of astonishment and anger. The huge wind blade in his hand immediately shot at the black sword and others. At the same time, the blue short guard on his body lit up. Boom! Ding! The wind blade of the old man with white hair is blocked by three internal power swords, but his shield is smashed by five internal power swords at the same time. Three internal power long swords were broken on the spot, but there were two red internal power swords that exploded on his fragile body without hindrance. "Shield!" At the critical moment, a dark shield came out of his sleeve and enlarged to half a man's height to block two red internal power swords. The anti shock force shattered the two internal power swords. The form of shield is primitive and simple. There are many scratches on the shield, which shows the years it has experienced. "It's unreasonable to have magic tools when you're lying in the trough and repairing scattered." "That's not right." The players were shocked. According to the information they had learned in advance, the magic weapons were rare in the hands of the gas refiners of zongmen, and there was even a loose cultivation. It's a good luck. Whew! Whew! Although they were shocked, their movements did not stop at all. Eight more internal power swords were condensed and turned into sword shadows to kill the old monk with white hair. "Little skills." After the big shield, the old man with white hair had a light expression and did not fight back. He reached out a little and once again lit up a white shield. It seems that it is obviously stronger than the shield that he formed by his own magic power. I don't know where to go. Ding Ding Ding! Sure enough, the eight internal power swords blasted on the shield, but they could only make the white light on his body crumble and exaggerate. But in the end, there was no damage. At the next moment, a wind blade that has been ready for a long time flies out towards a small team. The green wind blade reflects the face of the players under the blade. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
