Chapter 320: Masters Gathered
When Roland was shocked, An Wei was even more frightened, he glanced at Roland with some confusion, and said, "Your cultivation really hasn't broken through to the star level?" ”
He suspected that Roland's martial arts cultivation had not only broken through to the star level, but might even have reached the second star, otherwise it would be impossible to stop his .lā just now
"What are you doing with so much nonsense?"
Without reservation, Roland burst out the battle qi in his body, triggering the vision of heaven and earth, and roared loudly in his mouth, "Rapid wind and sword rain." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
In a radius of 100 zhang, a sword light appeared, and under the action of the huge wind, the sword light turned into a rain thread, surging with the snowflakes.
"It's the wind and snow again, and the sword rain again, what a powerful vision of heaven and earth." At the foot of the mountain, an old man from the Fire Dragon Chamber of Commerce said in surprise.
Cultivators who can mobilize the visions of heaven and earth are definitely the only ones in a thousand Tianjiao, which is very rare, but tonight, they saw two in a row, how could they not be surprised?
The Fire Dragon Young Master held the short sword in one hand, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and said: "If they cultivate for another two years, they may really be able to become a threat to this young master, but unfortunately they are still too weak now, with An Wei's strength, it is enough to suppress them." ”
"Your Excellency An Wei's cultivation is indeed powerful, since he has already taken action personally, it should be foolproof." The old man said.
The young master of the fire dragon raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "You still can't take it lightly, and fence off all of this place to prevent them from escaping." ”
"According to the young master's orders, the entire mountain range is full of our people, and it is difficult for them to fly with their wings."
The young master of the fire dragon nodded, looked at the vision of heaven and earth in the distance, and frowned slightly.
He was a little displeased and said, "What the hell is Anwei doing?" With his strength, it was so difficult to clean up two cultivators who were not even at the star level? Elder Ge, you take two masters up and help him end the battle as soon as possible. ”
The old man immediately rushed towards the top of the mountain with two Star Rank Realm masters.
"Burning Flames!" Anvishi displayed a mid-grade martial art, and the explosive spear emitted a dazzling fire, stabbing into Roland's chest.
The two had already exchanged nearly thirty moves, and Anwei had to perform a trick to end the fight as soon as possible.
It takes so long to deal with a junior, which makes Anwei feel that his face is dull and he is very angry in his heart.
That junior's martial arts cultivation, although it was far inferior to him, but every time he could anticipate the opportunity, he came first, and broke An Wei's moves.
On two occasions, Anvi was caught off guard and was even stabbed twice by his sword.
In the face of Anwei's move "Burning Flames", Roland immediately retreated, not daring to touch him.
"Die!" Anwei gritted his teeth, he just wanted to kill Roland, and he had forgotten the explanation of the young master of the fire dragon, it was because he captured Roland alive, so when he made a move, he had some scruples, resulting in being injured twice by Roland.
Now, he can't care so much, let's kill Roland first, just when the explosive spear was about to stab Roland's chest, Roland had to use the power of the sword domain to suppress it, and narrowly dodged it.
Although he avoided the vital point, he was still hit by the explosive spear in the waist, leaving a deep scar, and Anwei did not give Roland a chance to breathe, swung the explosive spear, and swept over.
In a hurry, Roland could only block with a horizontal sword.
"Bang!" Roland flew out upside down, with a huge pain in his chest, and flew more than ten feet away, finally stabilizing his body and falling to the ground.
Anwei sneered, pursued again, and rushed to Roland's face almost instantly.
Under the excitement of a huge crisis, Roland's potential finally exploded.
A soft roar sounded in the abdomen, and the cyclone space shook suddenly, and the ninth air pocket changed qualitatively, and the aura between heaven and earth immediately converged towards Roland.
"At this time, I broke through to the ninth level of knights." Roland's heart was happy, he originally planned to use the eternal realm of Kenshin to deal with Anwei, but now he doesn't need it!
The realm broke through, and the fire dragon mark in the center of Roland's eyebrows became brighter and brighter, like a real fire dragon, condensed there.
"This ghost weather, when it snows, it snows, don't you know that I have been most afraid of cold since I was a child?" Sivet carried his sword and walked in the wind and snow, and let out a breath from his mouth, which suddenly formed a long column of white smoke.
After getting rid of the man in black, Sivet immediately pursued the traces left by Roland and Natalie, hurried away, and chased for hundreds of miles, but there was no trace of Roland and Natalie.
"Senior Brother Sivet, if you are really afraid of the cold, do you want to take a sip of 'Apricot Blossom Fall'?" A voice drifted to Sivet's ears.
"Who?" Sivet was taken aback, and with a snort, pulled out his sword, and with a pair of walnut-sized eyes, he looked around, looking for the source of the sound.
"You look ahead, a hundred miles away, there is a towering mountain, and I am now halfway up the mountain." The voice rang out again.
Sivet raised his head and looked ahead, although through the wind and snow, he could still see that there was indeed a mountain peak a hundred miles away.
"Hundred miles of transmission, is it it" Sivet's eyes lit up, and he immediately cast his body technique, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards the mountain peak a hundred miles away as quickly as possible.
In order to reach the realm of Sivet, he is completely able to step on the snow without a trace.
Half an hour later, Sivet came a hundred miles away, climbed the peak, stood in the snow, and looked up.
I saw a man in his twenties, long and scattered, holding a wine bottle in his hand, reclining on the trunk of a large tree, and was drinking with his head up.
The man had a handsome figure, a perfect face, thick eyebrows, and a high nose.
When Sivet saw the man in the tree, his face showed joy, and he immediately bowed and said, "I've seen Senior Brother." ”
The man lying on the tree is none other than the number one master of the Northern Academy, Theore.
The corners of Theore's mouth hooked, his arm flicked, and he threw the wine bottle out, and said in his mouth: "Since I said that I want to invite you to drink, I will not be stingy, of course, the apricot blossom is very expensive, and you are only allowed to drink one sip." ”
Sivit took the wine bottle, and was overjoyed in his heart, how could the wine that the senior brother drank be ordinary wine?
Uncorked from the bottle, Sivet took a sip for fear of missing a drop, but when he finished drinking, he immediately regretted it.
After the apricot blossom fell into the body, it was like a flame, making the blood in Sivet's body boil completely.
"Senior brother, what are you drinking?" Sivet was sweating profusely, and when he spoke, his mouth felt like he was spitting fire.
Although it was icy and snowy, Sivet still took off his clothes and pants at the first time, leaving only a pair of red pants.
"Haha! That apricot blossom is made of ninety-nine kinds of spirit flowers, the medicinal properties are comparable to the blood of a real dragon, the fierceness is stronger than the blood of a real dragon, and it is frighteningly expensive, even if it is me, I only dare to drink two or three sips a day, you dare to drink so much at one time? ”
Theore sat up from the trunk of the tree, stretched, and looked at Sivet's appearance, distressed and amused.
Naturally, it was his wine that distressed, and the red pants that Sivet wore seemed to be quite funny.