Luo Ningxin also has a mutated cedar marten herself, so she naturally knows the other party's intentions very thoroughly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 As soon as the green-shirted scribe moved the spirit beast bag, Luo Ningxin took the Blazing Bow out of the storage bag.

I saw that Luo Ningxin stretched out his hand and pulled the bowstring, and three crimson rockets condensed by fire spiritual power had been formed, and then the three rockets immediately divided into three paths, shooting towards the white shadow that burst out of the spirit beast bag.

The Mutant Cedar Marten is extremely agile and fast. Although the defense ability of this spirit beast is extremely low, it can avoid most of the attacks by relying on its quick body.

Facing the rocket sent by Luo Ningxin, the green-shirted scribe scoffed. With the speed of the cedar mink, before Luo Ningxin's rocket attacked, the cedar marten was already able to hide far away and look for an opportunity to perform the pupil dizzy technique.

But who knew that Luo Ningxin seemed to have predicted the route and speed of the cedar marten in advance, and the three rockets were not fired in the same direction. One of the rockets was stuck in the path of the cedar marten. Moreover, after Luo Ningxin sent out the rocket, he stopped looking at the cedar mink, obviously trying to avoid the purple pupil attack of the cedar mink.

The green-shirted scribe remembered that Luo Ning also had a mutated cedar marten in his heart, and naturally knew the special means of the mutated cedar marten, so he couldn't help but secretly hate.

You must know that the mutant cedar martten is extremely difficult to find, even if he has lived for more than sixty years, traveled extensively, and has seen a lot, he has never heard of the existence of the mutant cedar marten. If it weren't for the fact that he inadvertently encountered his spirit beast in a canyon with extremely abundant spiritual energy a few years ago, he couldn't believe that only the female cultivator held the cedar marten as a pet and mutated to have such amazing talents!

Now that the young man in front of him looked at his young age, only ten layers of cultivation, and he could even get a mutated cedar mink, how could the green-shirted scribe not feel angry and surprised!

At this time, the magic weapons and spells of the two sides had already met in mid-air. The green-shirted scribe had no time to see the situation of the cedar marten, so he had to concentrate on facing Luo Ningxin.

The two magic weapons collided, making a crisp sound of "ding". Under the infusion of the opponent's cultivation at the peak of the twelfth layer, Luo Ningxin's dagger was obviously inferior to the opponent's flying sword.

Feeling the powerful spiritual power coming from the opponent's flying sword, Luo Ning hurriedly withdrew the dagger. Fortunately, the dagger's spirituality is still there, and it doesn't seem to have been damaged. Although the opponent's long sword was strong, it was blocked by Luo Ningxin's dagger, and it no longer had the power to continue to attack, so it had to be taken back by the green-shirted monk.

At this time, the spell attack of the two sides is also clear. The two fire snakes fought against the four golden arrows, and they were only slightly better.

The fiery snake and the golden arrow collided and made a bang. Then the red fire and the brilliant golden light rose, and the four golden arrows turned into bits of golden light and disappeared between heaven and earth. Although the fire snake had some power left, not only could it not support it to continue attacking, but the red aura only supported one breath more than the golden arrow, and then it dissipated with the wind.

The green-shirted scribe's eyes narrowed, and only then did he realize that Luo Ningxin's cultivation should not be as simple as the ten layers he saw! At this moment, four more golden arrows attacked him. Moreover, Luo Ningxin released three rockets with a blazing bow, but this time it was not aimed at the cedar mink, but at himself.

The green-shirted scribe's face turned grim, and he said in his heart: This young man really doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth, and he is intent on dying.

You must know that these mid-to-high-level spells are all spiritual power and mana consumption, especially the golden arrow technique. Although he didn't have a golden spiritual root and had never practiced metallic exercises, he knew that although the power of the golden archery technique was great, the spiritual power required was also a lot. She released it one after another like this, I'm afraid that the spiritual power has been almost consumed!

Even if her cultivation was not the tenth layer, but the eleventh layer, it was not as good as her own twelve-layer peak. And the spiritual power and mana of the twelfth layer are much higher than those of the eleventh layer. She might be able to cast four or five mid-to-high-level spells in a row, but she could cast nine or ten of them herself!

The green-shirted scribe was about to fight back when he heard a bang in the distance, and then his mental connection with the cedar marten was severed. The green-shirted scribe's heart tightened, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly looked to the side.

Sure enough, in the red firelight in mid-air, the nimble and agile cedar marten completely disappeared, and not even half of the fur was left! Luo Ningxin's fire spirit arrow fired with a blazing bow actually shot the cedar mink!

Such a rare and rare spirit beast was killed by Luo Ningxin, and the green-shirted scribe was furious: "Stinky boy, you dare to kill my mutated spirit beast!"

Luo Ning sneered in his heart: "Even if I don't kill it, when you die, your spirit beast will also blow itself up." I'm just letting it reincarnate one step earlier!"

Hearing such contemptuous words, the green-shirted scribe became even more angry, and said, "You are looking for death!" He performed four fire snake spells in a row, and once again sacrificed the sword magic weapon to attack Luo Ningxin.

The corners of Luo Ning's heart lips hooked, revealing a sneer.

For her, in order to win this competition safely and quickly, all she needed to do was throw ten twelve-layer attack talismans in one go. Just like when she fought against Wu Xianyang, a few talismans smashed down, and the other party was wiped out in an instant, and there was not even scum left.

But that kind of squandering talisman is not a long-term solution. Although she didn't feel sorry for the large number of talismans, if she always relied on them, she wouldn't be able to improve her ability to release spells and manipulate spells.

In Luo Ningxin's view, releasing spells and manipulating magic weapons are similar to worldly martial arts. Many things can not be obtained by just practicing by yourself, but you need to face real opponents and continue to explore in actual combat, so that you can gradually comprehend them, and you can retract them freely and understand them thoroughly.

What's more, when it comes to the entry competition of Huayang Sect, she has to play at least seven games. Is it true that every time he encounters an opponent who is higher than himself, he has to take out a lot of talismans to face the enemy? Wouldn't this be too eye-catching? Would even Huayang Sect think that he could only rely on talismans to win, and that he would not admit himself because he had no real skills?

Now it is rare to have a monk with high mana and rich experience in fighting against the enemy at the peak of the twelfth layer to accompany him to fight, and the phantom array and hidden spirit array are carefully arranged around him, and outsiders can't easily find it, so he can't easily let go of this great opportunity to not only exercise his actual combat skills, but also test the power of the spell.

Therefore, Luo Ning was not panicked, and only released the same means he had mastered in recent years. Anyway, she felt that it was dangerous, so she took another shot of the vajra talisman, and if she had no spiritual power, she took out the spiritual water and made an elixir to replenish it.

The two of them went back and forth like this, and fought against each other for several rounds. The green-shirted scribe finally felt that something was wrong. Because when Luo Ningxin was fighting against her, not only did she not have the slightest fear and fear, but she also did not show an obvious sense of crisis and urgency. On the contrary, she was calm and calm, and used one means after another, as if she was practicing with herself and using herself as a live target!

But he didn't have anything to do with Luo Ningxin.

———— continue to fight. In fact, I don't understand why so many words can be written in a fight......