Chapter 102: Bitter Battle
Jiao Lan showed a playful smile on her lips, and looked at the arrogant Lu Feiwei in front of her: "It's a bit interesting, but geniuses have not grown, and they can only be geniuses forever, not strong ones." ”
Jiao Lan floated up, and the gesture in his hand changed again, and three ice-blue figures were identical: "Ice Spirit Body." ”
The three differentiated icemen and Jiao Lan rushed towards Lu Feiwei at the same time, and they formed a situation of fighting more and fighting less.
Lu Feiwei hooked the corner of his mouth: "Fight more and fight less?" Lu Feiwei swung his long sword, and the thirteen swords of the Divine Gate had already struck, dividing into seven identical figures, and together with Lu Feiwei's body, eight people rushed towards Jiao Lan.
Everyone was dizzy when they saw it, the martial arts of Wang Wushan's disciples were mysterious, this doppelganger technique alone was not a technique that ordinary sects could have, and Lu Feiwei's technique was even more infigurable, and everyone looked at it, and they still couldn't tell where Lu Feiwei's body was.
The two sides soon fought together, and they actually cut an independent battlefield with the momentum of two people. Lu Feiwei's two clones faced an ice spirit clone. It turned out to be a fight, you came and went, and they were on the same footing.
There was a hint of greed in Jiao Lan's eyes: "Good boy, your skills are good, and they are even more miraculous than my Wangwu Mountain's Ice Spirit Determination." Boy, you might as well hand over this method to me, I can spare you from death, and I can also introduce you to Wangwu Mountain, how about it?"
Lu Fei sneered for hehe, he wants the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate, and it depends on whether he has this ability. At the same time, a golden cyan light appeared on Lu Feiwei's body, and everyone saw a flower in front of them, only to see a few golden and cyan sword flashes between heaven and earth. Lu Feiwei's figure dissipated into the air one after another, leaving only Lu Feiwei's body still standing there.
"Did you lose? It seems that a spirit master is a spirit master after all, even if he is only a disciple who has just entered the spirit master, it is not something that can be challenged by the spirit level realm. The thought came to the hearts of the people.
But to everyone's surprise, Lu Feiwei's face was still calm, and there was no sense of decadence at all. Jiao Lan was also surprised by Lu Feiwei's offensive before, and hurriedly set up a defense, and then after careful investigation, he found that he was not injured, so he was relieved. Said proudly: "Lu Feiwei, I admit that you are indeed invincible in the same rank, but in the face of the spirit master, you are still a little behind, how about it? Do you want to consider my previous suggestion? Hand over your exercises and serve my Wang Wushan." ”
Lu Feiwei smiled faintly, and clenched his fist with his left hand without a trace: "Explosion." ”
With the movement in Lu Feiwei's hand, Jiao Lan's face changed and he looked at the clone behind him. The ice-blue split cracks gradually spread from the heart, and a golden-cyan light spilled out of the cracks. Jiao Lan's heart was not good, so he hurriedly flew up, and the next moment, all of Jiao Lan's clones exploded, and everyone hurriedly retreated, and they all turned on their own defensive means.
With this explosion, Lu Feiwei's face turned pale, and the blow just now consumed him a lot.
Above the sky, Jiao Lan's face was ugly, he couldn't dodge just now, and the whole person looked embarrassed after the explosion, and he no longer had the demeanor of a handsome boy before. A stream of blood poured out of Jiao Lan's chest and was swallowed alive by him. Apparently also suffered internal injuries.
"Good, good, good!" Jiao Lan fell from the sky and said three good words in succession, and the disciples of Wang Wushan who were familiar with him knew that this senior brother of his own family was extremely angry to behave like this.
"Lu Feiwei, you are very good. For the sake of respect for you, I will give you a decent death. Are you ready?" Jiao Lan's face was hideous, his breath was scattered, and with his current appearance of messy hair, where was there a little bit of childish style, more like a beast that had lost his mind.
Jiao Lan's momentum rose step by step, and soon the surging power in his body far exceeded that of before, Lu Feiwei frowned. Although there is no problem in getting out of the way, looking at his appearance, I am afraid that he will anger the people of Hongmen in the future. Do you really want to use that trick?
"Boy, die for me!" Jiao Lan sealed in his hand, and a blue magic circle appeared in front of him, and with the appearance of the blue magic circle, everyone felt that the temperature in the sky began to drop by a few degrees. In front of the blue circle, five-foot-long ice picks were formed, flying towards Lu Feiwei at a rapid speed. Similarly, after the ice pick flew out, a blue light lit up in Jiao Lan's hand and followed closely behind, rushing towards Lu Feiwei.
Lu Feiwei gritted his teeth, and with the same swing of his long sword, he drew a six-pointed star array, and the power of the wind spirit was transformed into a wind blade through the six-pointed star formation, and he resisted forward.
The two formations collided, the difference in strength was clear at a glance, and the ice picks were like breaking bamboos, scattering those wind blades, and rushing straight towards Lu Feiwei. Seeing this, Lu Feiwei appeared a token given by Chu Nantian in his left hand, and it seemed that he still overestimated his strength. For this kind of role, I used the clone of Chu's predecessors, I hope Chu Nantian won't scold him after he knows about it.
At this moment, Mu Shiyi and Chen Ming behind him moved, Mu Shiyi put out a handprint, and a green light appeared on the surrounding trees, gathering in Mu Shiyi's hands, Mu Shiyi slapped the ground suddenly, and a barrier formed by a row of giant trees appeared in front of Lu Feiwei, blocking the attacking ice picks.
Chen Ming swept past Lu Feiwei's head, and threw Jiao Lan who came forward with a fierce kick, the power of qi and blood surged, and the voice made was like a brute beast: "Go back!"
Jiao Lan's fist met Chen Ming, and the strong impact caused a crater to appear in place. The wooden row summoned by Mu Shiyi couldn't withstand the collision between the two after withstanding the ice pick, and it shattered.
At the center of the collision, the blue light in Jiao Lan's hand condensed into an ice fist, and Chen Ming's legs began to partially become beastial, and the two of them actually had a dark strength. Under the feet of the two, the cracks in the ground gradually widened.
Jiao Lan snorted coldly, and as soon as his fist shook, Chen Ming threw it out, and landed near Lu Feiwei after turning a few times in the sky. Everyone found that there were several ice cracks on Jiao Lan's fist gloves. Chen Ming grinned, shook his numb left foot and said, "Good guy, it's really amazing." Lu Feiwei paid attention to this, his left foot became ice blue, but fortunately, as Chen Ming's spiritual power dissipated, the ice blue of his left foot gradually receded.
Chen Ming turned his head to look at Lu Feiwei and said with a smile: "Xiao Lu, have you hit a hard bone now?"
Lu Feiwei smiled bitterly: "Don't make fun of me, it seems that the gap between the spirit masters of this great sect and the ordinary spirit masters is not a little bit." It's that I'm arrogant. ”
Mu Shiyi's face was expressionless, and she nodded cutely: "I knew that you couldn't beat him, Chen Ming has already asked me to prepare to save you." ”
"Hey, we're teammates, don't you have to say it so ugly, right?" Lu Feiwei said dissatisfied, despised by the little girl in front of him, and his heart seemed to be a little uncomfortable.
"Dead ducks have hard beaks. It's show time for the three of us. Chen Ming smiled and looked at the furious Jiao Lan in front of him.
"Okay, let's test the results of our time. Lu Feiwei smiled and stood up.