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Feng Qing's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he drank three words of "war" in a row, the momentum on his body rose sharply, the sword in his hand was full of green light, and the surging sword qi swept towards the smashed soup pot. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A long sword transformed by sword qi slashed towards the soup pot, and a chirping sound came from the mouth of the soup pot, and I saw black tentacles swarming out of the soup pot. The black tentacles pumped towards the long sword transformed by the sword qi, and because the speed was too fast, it actually produced an air explosion sound.

The power of the soup pot supernatural power that has successfully advanced to the excellent treasure level is indeed much higher, I am afraid that even the dead gray eyeball supernatural power of the previous Bone Transformation Moth King is inferior, this supernatural power is really miraculous.

The surging sword qi did not block the soup pot divine power for too long, and the soup pot divine power broke through the heavy sword qi and smashed it down on Feng Qing's head. Feng Qing lifted his sword and slashed away, and the dazzling sword light bloomed from the sword in his hand, and the smashed soup pot suddenly flew out upside down.

The long sword in Feng Qing's hand is his natal sword weapon, and the grade has reached the level of a top-grade lower-grade sword weapon, and originally even if the soup pot supernatural power has the power of the top-grade lower-grade supernatural power, it will be broken by a sword. But at this time, Feng Qing was injured, and his strength was less than forty percent of what he was in his heyday, and he was only able to exert the combat power of the Nirvana Quadruple Perfection Realm at most. And in order to protect him, the sword in his hand resisted the many forces of the Broken Bead, and he was also traumatized, and he couldn't cut through the soup pot with a single sword.

The soup pot flew out upside down, and the light emitted was much dimmer, and with the influx of Chu Duan's blood qi and mana, it recovered again and smashed towards Feng Qing. And a black light erupted from Chu Duan's left eye, and the light turned into a black crescent, and the crescent moon slashed towards Fengqing like a knife.

Chu Duan successively used the two magical powers of soup pot and ice spirit cold pupil, and the power consumed was secondary, and the most important thing Chu Duan lacked was mana. After all, Chu Duan had the vast Qifu Cave Heaven as a backing, and if he compared the amount of mana, even the Nirvana Ninefold Cultivator would not be enough. Of course, Chu Duan's mana quality was definitely not comparable to that of the Nirvana Ninefold Cultivator, and his power naturally couldn't be compared.

However, Chu Duan's cultivation of Qi Refining Gong was of an outrageous high grade, and it was one of the most powerful exercises in the entire Tianjun Great World, and the mana had been refined many times, and the quality was also extremely high. Even if the quality of Nirvana's sixfold Fengqing mana was above Chu Duan, it would not be able to form an overwhelming advantage, and the amount of Chu Duan's mana was enough to make up for it.

Monks often have a variety of powerful supernatural powers, but it is impossible to use all of them together when fighting the Fa, and they often perform one after another, and sometimes they cannot repeat one supernatural power in a short period of time.

There are two main reasons that restrict monks from using multiple magical powers at the same time, on the one hand, the monk's power is limited, and on the other hand, his energy is limited. Naturally, the use of supernatural powers requires the support of strength, whether it is mana, blood or soul power, in short, the more powerful the supernatural powers, the more power will be consumed. And there are actually not many monks, even if they take the pill, they can't replenish a lot of strength in a short time, and the side effects of the pill in a hurry are very troublesome.

Of course, for Chu Duan, strength can't limit him at all, what limits him is the second aspect, that is, energy. After the monk uses his magical powers, it is not a one-time deal, so he doesn't have to worry about it, just sit back and wait for his opponent to be killed.

After all, supernatural powers are dead, but people are alive, and if there is no monk who personally manipulates supernatural powers with his divine sense, how can he form an accurate blow against the enemy? While the monk uses his divine sense to manipulate the supernatural power to attack, it is inevitable to consume the monk's energy, or mind, and the monk's energy is limited.

If the energy is exerted too much, the monk will become dizzy, unable to lift his strength, and in severe cases, will fall into fainting. Generally speaking, the stronger the cultivation, the more vigorous and powerful the energy will be. Because the stronger the cultivation, the stronger the soul, and the stronger the soul, the more energy it will have.

Chu Duan's cultivation realm is not high, but his soul has been refined by the Great Luo Immortal Tree, so his soul essence is extremely powerful, and his energy is far beyond his realm. However, even if his energy far exceeded his realm, there was always a limit, and at the same time, using the soup pot magic power and the ice spirit cold pupil had already occupied most of Chu Duan's mental energy, and he couldn't use more magic powers.

A black soup pot and a round of black crescent moon besieged Feng Qing, and at this time, Feng Qing, who only had the four consummation power of Nirvana, was left at all, and could not resist the attacks of these two powerful divine powers. However, Feng Qing did not run away, nor did he retreat, he rushed forward against the two divine powers, like a moth to a fire.

"Wind and rain sword trick fourth style, bloody rain and bloody wind!" Feng Qing shouted.

A strong wind whimpered suddenly sounded around Fengqing, and the blood-colored rain dripped with a strong evil aura, and Fengqing lifted his sword and slashed at the soup pot and the crescent moon. At the moment when the sword fell, a blood-colored giant sword with a length of more than two hundred zhang was formed, and Chu Duan's heart was shocked under the blood-colored giant sword.

"Tsk, mid-grade treasure level supernatural power, the last move of this sword trick has actually reached the middle grade treasure technique!" Even Huo Lao couldn't help but praise.

The soup pot supernatural power and the ice spirit cold pupil divine power met the blood-colored giant sword cut down at the same time, and the crescent moon transformed by the ice spirit cold pupil divine power did not hold on for a few breaths, and it came to naught with a "bang". Countless tentacles stretched out at the mouth of the soup pot supernatural pot, wanting to entangle the blood-colored giant sword, but before they could get close, they were shattered by the sword aura emitted by the blood-colored giant sword.

The blood-colored giant sword slashed at the soup pot, and black ripples rippled on the surface of the soup pot, making a loud "buzzing" sound, and it was not shattered by a sword. But then the blood-colored greatsword slashed at the soup pot again, and the soup pot made a "click" sound, and the crack on it was like a spider's web, and then it exploded with a "bang".

His two supernatural powers were broken one after another, but Chu Duan was still unfazed, and did not use his supernatural powers to deal with Fengqing again, because Fengqing had run out of oil at this time. The huge blood-colored giant sword slowly dissipated, manifesting the sword at the core of the blood-colored giant sword, the sword had a spirit, and it seemed to sense Feng Qing's situation at this time, and let out a "buzzing" scream.

Chu Duan looked at Feng Qing, at this time, Feng Qing's long hair had turned pale, and his face was full of wrinkles. Originally, Fengqing's face was iron blue, giving people an eerie and uneasy feeling, but at this time, the gloomy feeling was gone, and only a touch of serenity and relief remained.

Chu Duan knew that the reason why Feng Qing became like this was because he still forcibly used that powerful divine power even though he was seriously injured, resulting in insufficient strength to eat his life force, so it was like this.

You must know that the last type of the Wind and Rain Sword Technique cast by Fengqing has reached the level of a medium-grade treasure magic power, that is, it is very difficult to perform it in Fengqing's heyday, not to mention that he is traumatized and his strength is far from being compared with his heyday.

Feng Qing's body staggered, barely standing in place with his sword on his hand, his chest rising and falling violently. Chu Duan's face was unbearable, his palm flipped over, and the palm of his hand held up a drop of crystalline water, exuding a powerful life force, which was the vitality spring water.

"Senior, this is the vitality spring water, you can take it quickly!" Chu Duan held the vitality spring water in front of Feng Qing and said.

Feng Qing blocked Chu Duan's hand, shook his head and smiled: "Don't waste the treasure, my vitality has been exhausted, even if I take this vitality spring water, it will only allow me to live for two more days, why bother!"

Chu Duan sighed and said, "Senior, it was the junior who harmed you. ”

Feng Qing said: "Where did you hurt me, if I stood in your position, I might be more ruthless." It's good for you kid to have compassion, but in the future, you must remember to distinguish who this compassion is for, like Han Youchen and other aliens, there is only one word, and that is to kill!"

Feng Qing's last killing word is very angry, it can be seen that Feng Qing has a deep resentment towards foreign races, but it is no longer important, his life is about to come to an end.

"Uncle Feng, how are you, Uncle Feng!"

Nangong Zheng's hair was scattered, and a few dodges appeared next to Feng Qing, pushing Chu Duan away and holding the crumbling Feng Qing. Seeing Fengqing's old face, Nangong Zheng's heart pinched, these uncles are almost no different from his relatives, now the old man surnamed Zhou died for him, and now Fengqing is also running out of oil.

Nangong Zheng trembled and took out a turquoise pill, the pill was the size of an ordinary longan, and the surface was crawling with strange lines, exuding a strong fragrance of plants and trees. After the elixir was taken out, it "buzzed", and a cyan bee phantom could be seen flickering, and the sound of crying could be faintly heard from the elixir.

"Uncle Feng, quick, eat it!"

As a half-step Dan Dao master who was able to refine the top-notch Pseudo Treasure Pill and had received the complete inheritance of the Great Sect Master of the Dan Dao, the Evil Medicine King, he recognized at a glance that the pill that Nangong Zheng took out was the Aoki Life Continuation Pill of the Ordinary Treasure Rank Treasure Pill, and the quality had reached the top level.

The medium-grade pills of the treasure rank need to have at least the alchemy attainments of the intermediate Dan Dao master to be refined, and the refining materials also need at least one medium-grade treasure medicine as the main medicine, and there are many other kinds of treasure pills and elixirs as auxiliary medicines.

Aoki Longevity Pill is a very famous elixir, the main function of this elixir is to prolong life, even if the dying person takes it, it will continue to live for a period of time. Of course, the grade and medicinal power of the Aoki Life Continuation Pill are there, and it is impossible to be useful for monks who are too high in cultivation, but it should be useful for monks under the Shenyuan Realm, but it is just different in terms of the size of the effect and the length of time to survive the life.

Feng Qing pushed away Nangong Zheng's somewhat trembling hand and touched Nangong Zheng's head, the corners of his mouth were still smiling, but the breath of life on his body was rapidly dissipating, and there was no more sparkle in his eyes.

"Uncle Feng!"

Nangong Zheng's eyes were red, and all kinds of scenes of getting along with Fengqing in the past appeared in front of him. Although the old man surnamed Zhou and Feng Qing are both followers of Nangong Chong, Nangong Zheng's father, the old man surnamed Zhou is more like a domestic servant, while Feng Qing is like a friend of Nangong Chong.

Feng Qing's age is much younger than Nangong Zheng's father Nangong Chong, without Nangong Chong's background and inheritance, but he can achieve today's achievements, and he can be regarded as a monk with extremely strong talents. It is not a big problem for Feng Qing to become a Shenyuan giant in the future, so his status under Nangong Chong is not low.

The reason why Nangong Zheng and Feng Qing have a deep relationship is because Feng Qing once instructed Nangong Zheng to practice for a period of time, and he does not have the name of master and apprentice, but he has the reality of master and apprentice.

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