Xu Tianzuo was so proud outside the court, and Wan Ning felt even more pressure on the field. The tyrannical killing spear fused with the warm and moist water spiritual power, combining rigidity and softness, and through the magical effect of spiritual magic, it turned into a majestic cold lion full of oppressive power, and Wan Ning was in front of it, as if it could be blown away in one breath.

"It is worthy of being a master in the Ning Yuan Realm, this thrilling power is not comparable to the cats and dogs I met before. ”

Looking at the arrogant Xu Jie, Wan Ning finally knew where his conceit came from, and also understood that even for the spiritual cultivation of a realm, the difference in strength is really huge, and at the same time, in addition to unborn demons like Xu Linghua, there are also geniuses like Xu Jie who are not so shining, but are also good enough. This made Wan Ning, who had previously felt a little complacent because of his victory over several Ning Yuan spiritual cultivators, correct his attitude again.

"Little brother is difficult, Xu Jie's stunt, even if he is a spiritual cultivator of the same level, few people can resist it, not to mention that he only has the innate realm. ”

Although Zhou Dawei and Xu Tianzuo do not deal with each other, the two of them are working together in the same sect after all, and they still have a certain understanding of each other's details, and he is also familiar with Xu Jie, so he said with such concern.

"Take it!

When Xu Jie's spiritual power climbed to the peak, his figure finally moved, and with a wave of the young spear, the fierce lion sitting quietly in front of the spear finally showed its sharp fangs. Xu Jie shook his body, and the cold lion also fluttered left and right, and Wan Ning couldn't immediately capture the other party's movement trajectory for a while.

Xu Jie's movements are extremely fast, and he is already shooting like lightning, but now with the bonus of high-level spiritual arts, his speed has reached a higher level. While Mannings is also good at speed, it will take a lot of risk to dodge the fatal blow on his own.

Seeing that the other party was approaching step by step, and the majestic spirit lion that was integrated with the tip of the spear was about to kill his face, Wan Ning simply no longer considered how to dodge.

He sank down to the dantian, took a deep breath, pinched the trick with his right hand, first used part of the spiritual power to condense into a personal shield, and then opened the flame battle roar, and then summoned the cold mirror frost armor inherited from the Yanlin Ice Python.

The two-pronged racial skill made Wan Ning's momentum rise to a new stage abruptly, attracting most of the onlookers' attention at once, but at the cost of having almost no spiritual power left in Wan Ning's body at this time.

But it was not enough to do this, the right fist of the young man who was burning with flames all over his body was quietly clenched, and an even more thrilling force accumulated in the tiger's mouth, Wan Ning overdrew his physical strength, plus the residual spiritual power, and barely saved up a strengthened version of the Yang Flame Earth-shaking Fist. The previous preparation was to prepare for the opponent's lore, and this heavy punch was the only way to defeat Xu Jie.

Wan Ning himself was also worried in his heart, he didn't want to risk his life if he could, but only this move could have the possibility of winning the duel, and God knows if the Cold Mirror Frost Armor could block this shot.

In fact, it is too little to say that Wanning has too few things at the bottom of the box, and there is no ability to deal with Xu Jie, and it is the Yang Flame Shaking Fist when it comes sideways, and it is also the Yang Flame Shaking Fist when it comes vertically, and although this move works, it must be close to the enemy. So Wanning could only stabilize his body and not move, to bet that Xu Jie would not kill himself with one shot, and then carry out a counterattack.

"No matter how strange your spiritual weapon is, it's useless, my move has pierced countless breastplates!"

Wan Ning no longer needs to think about the defense of the Cold Mirror Frost Armor, because Xu Jie has already killed him with a gun. However, the other party seemed to think that the cold armor on Wan Ning's body was a spiritual weapon. After all, the fire-based spiritual power that Wanning had used from the beginning could not have been half-mutated into a water-based spiritual cultivation, and the onlookers almost had this idea, after all, with their realm and vision, they couldn't touch the dual spirit root or even the alien spirit root spirituality.

"Then let's try it, I see that your silver spear wax head is not a big deal. ”

Wan Ning was like an old monk, standing still in place, and even said provocatively. Of course, contempt for the enemy in battle, and pay attention to the enemy tactically, Wan Ning said it, but he didn't dare to slack off in his heart, his right hand was slightly lowered, maintaining the power of the Yang Flame Earth-shaking Fist to not disperse, and his left hand turned on the spiritual power shield, and the divine mind controlled the cold mirror frost armor to spread all over the body. The boy had even made a counterattack plan, and as long as he could get past this shot, he would be able to start his counterattack.

"No matter what method you use, it's useless, this makes you see the price of challenging the majesty of the Xu family!

Xu Jie knew the power of his move better than anyone else, and he had even used this technique to break the shell of a mid-level spirit turtle in the Ning Yuan Realm, so in his eyes, all the defenses Wan Ning had made were in vain.

The cold lion roared closer and closer to him, and the wind blew so that Wan Ning couldn't open his eyes, and the tip of the spear in the center of the cold lion spirit body actually burst open at this time, emitting azure runes, and the azure runes melted into the cold lion spirit body, making its strength go up a notch, and the power contained in it has greatly exceeded Wan Ning's condensed Yang Flame Earth-shaking Fist.

"Rune Spirit Weapon! Xu Tianzuo, you are so generous! Equip your left and right with such good equipment! Sect Master, stop this competition, this is completely unfair to Wanning. ”

The sharp-eyed Zhou Dawei immediately recognized the difference in the blue spear in Xu Jie's hand, he stood up and shouted loudly.

"Don't argue, I have a certain number of freedoms in my heart. ”

The man in yellow naturally noticed something unusual, he gently patted Zhou Dawei's shoulder and comforted, but his eyes were fixed on the two who were about to collide violently in the center of the venue.

The well-informed Wan Ning naturally noticed that something was wrong, and when he saw the runes fused into the cold lion spirit body, his face suddenly became ugly. This is not to say how high the quality of Xu Jie's spiritual weapon is, but to say that his spiritual weapon was created by a real refiner.

There are many refiners, and Zhou Yuya, who has just stepped into the threshold for a few months, can also be counted, but a truly qualified refiner is one who can master the power of runes and integrate the power of runes into the smelting of spiritual weapons. And the spirit weapon with the power of runes is qualified to be called a real spirit weapon, like Wanning's Heavenly Fire Fist and Flame Breastplate, strictly speaking, they are just half-finished products that have not been injected into the soul.

There are many types of runic powers, which are mainly divided into passive and active effects. For example, the blue spear held by Xu Jie can emit a rune amplification stunt spiritual art, which is an active effect, and the spiritual power of the rune amplification is naturally incomparable, and the difference between the same material and the rune will cause a price difference of five times or more.

At the last moment, Wan Ning didn't have time to change his moves, so he could only squeeze out a trace of the spiritual power that had been scavenged in his body and inject it into the Cold Mirror Frost Armor, hoping to block the increased Cold Lion Spear Sting. In this situation, Wanning, who has never only believed in himself, can only resign himself to fate.

In a breath of time, Xu Jie had already stood in front of Wan Ning, he showed pride on his face, and without hesitation, he aimed the tip of the gun at Wan Ning's heart, what the sect master said before was not to kill, these were all in his heart.

Anyway, the other party is just an ordinary innate eighth-layer spiritual cultivator, listening to Xu Haofeng say that he is even a newcomer with no background, and he is one of the best geniuses of the younger generation of the Wuxing Sect, even if he kills someone on the spot, the sect master will not really punish himself because of the mediocre Wanning, and he will be locked up for a few days at most.

And it is currently in the opening period of the Spirit Tomb, and it needs help from people, and it will not really ground itself. Xu Jie had already figured out the joint from front to back, and he was going to kill Wan Ning at the gate of the Xu Mansion today, so that others would know that the majesty of the Xu family was inviolable.

Xu Jie, who had made up his mind, stretched out his hands and sent the spear to Wan Ning's chest, while the even larger Han Lion swung his claws and crashed into it.

However, at this time, there was a sudden change, and the gem inlaid in the center of the Cold Mirror Frost Armor worn by Wan Ning suddenly emitted a strange purple faint light, although the light was not strong, but it made the entire battlefield situation change - as the gem light lit up, Xu Jie's surroundings instantly surged with dense purple mist.

Xu Jie still couldn't figure out the situation, and the next moment the purple mist surged again, condensing into a purple mirror, which was similar to the ice mirror summoned by the Ice Python before, but this mirror was purple all over, with dark purple spell patterns engraved on the edges.

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost!".

Xu Jie is worthy of being a battle-hardened spiritual cultivator, he was just slightly stunned, and quickly reacted that he had fallen into the opponent's illusion, Xu Jie flicked the spear in his hand, and the cold lion roared again and crashed into the purple mirror.

Only a "click" was heard, and the purple mirror cracked out clearly visible marks, as if it could be completely shattered with just one blow, but to Xu Jie's shock, the majestic cold lion crashed into the mirror and lost contact with himself.