Hearing Ling Shuang's words, Zhao Hui couldn't help frowning, he also felt that Ling Shuang's figure was ethereal, but he still didn't stop attacking, his fist burst out and attacked Ling Shuang, "Ling Shuang" was like broken glass, disintegrating in the fist.

At this time, there was a sound of water flowing behind Zhao Hui, Ling Shuang appeared out of the water, Zhao Hui made a defensive posture, looked back at Ling Shuang vigilantly and said: "It's that I underestimate you, Qi refining cultivators can also use the foundation building technique 'Water Escape', but you have forgotten that I am a foundation building body cultivator." ”

With that, Zhao Hui rushed to kill, stomped on the ground on his toes, the ground cracked a few cracks, and his right hand was in the shape of an eagle's claw, and the fluctuations of blood qi emanated from his claws.

Ling Shuang was about to use the Water Escape Technique to go into the distance, his body was disillusioned, and at this time, Zhao Hui came to him and attacked with eagle claws, breaking the Water Escape with his blood-colored fingertips, leaving only a puddle of water on the ground, and Ling Shuang had already retreated.

He didn't use other spells, he still used water to resist Zhao Hui's attack, and the flowing water and fist strength were constantly intertwined in this area, and in a few moments, almost every place here and there were water traces, and the rain kept falling, almost turning this place into a swamp.

Zhao Hui walked towards Ling Shuang step by step, in his opinion, even if a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm could use the means of a foundation building monk, how many times could he use it? For such a long time, Ling Shuang's cultivation spiritual power must have been exhausted.

The cultivator who had not practiced the physical cultivation method had also exhausted his spiritual power, and there would be no means to resist his attack, so Zhao Hui walked towards Ling Shuang step by step, with a hideous smile on his face, and said: "Ling Daoyou's means are extraordinary, but it's a pity that your spiritual power has been exhausted, what other means do you have?" It's not physical cultivation and you don't have spiritual power, in this case, you can go. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Hui slapped Ling Shuang with a fluttering palm, as a foundation building body cultivator, even if he didn't use his spiritual power, the power should not be underestimated, and when this palm fell, ordinary monks would inevitably hate it.

At this time, Ling Shuang also smiled and looked up at the sky: "The time has come." ”

"What?!" Zhao Hui remembered the rain that he didn't care about, and now he looked at the sky, and it wasn't the silverfish that was hovering on it that was transformed by the Ling Shuang Gong Method, it turned out that he had been calculating him early in the morning, and he had used the extremely expensive foundation building water escape technique, instead of using the body method to dodge, and he thought that he was also laying out.

"Water Prison" Ling Shuang pinched the sword trick in his hand, and said lightly, at this time, a dense water curtain fell from the sky, the closer to the ground, the more powerful the water curtain became, and the water trail on the ground was connected with the falling rain, forming a large bowl that was buckled down from the sky.

The spell bowl continued to center on Zhao Hui, shrinking and shrouding inward, so that there was no longer a trace of space in this area, and the thickness of the bowl was constantly superimposed, if there was no accident, Zhao Hui would definitely drown in the water prison.

The rain falling from the sky continued to increase Zhao Hui's crisis, making it more and more difficult for him to break free, even if Zhao Hui's physical cultivation method made his physique far superior to others, he still felt great pressure under such water pressure, which could turn him into meat puree.

"Ling Dao is friendly and calculating, when I come out, we will compete again." Saying that, Zhao Hui no longer spared his blood, and directly let it diffuse outside his body, faintly forming a blood-colored figure.

"Blood Yan Finger" Zhao Hui drank, adding blood and qi all over his body to a finger, with Bo's line of vitality, this finger made the water cover have signs of boiling, and a finger poked to forcibly break the water cover, and before the water curtain fell, Zhao Hui rushed out of the water cover, and this also made his blood exhaustion.

"Now I only have some spiritual power left, if you take the last move, there will be no one to stop you here." Zhao Hui used his spiritual power to evaporate the water vapor on his body, and looked at Ling Shuang solemnly.

"Still, do you still have enough spiritual power to escape? You can't force yourself to resist this formula. Thinking of Ling Shuang's situation, Zhao Hui smiled.

"Don't worry about it, whether you can resist it or not, you'll know in a while." Ling Shuang said calmly.

"Okay, then you can give it a try." When Zhao Hui said this, the wind around him surged rapidly, and his body exuded a strong will, a fierce sword intent.

"Kill!" Zhao Hui shouted and slashed at it, and a flame knife condensed by spiritual power slashed towards Ling Shuang, and the wind also became very irritable in this blazing sword intent, constantly blowing between the two.

For this sword, Ling Shuang couldn't be careless, pulled out the saber he carried with him, condensed the spiritual power of his body on the tip of the sword, and stabbed it forward.

Breaking the surface with a point is naturally to maximize the use of the spiritual power that is about to be exhausted, and even this still makes Ling Shuang a little inappropriate, and then let the silverfish rush towards the flame knife, bearing the remaining energy wave after the sword tip is defeated, and the vital part of the heart is protected by a magic mirror.

The formation in the magic mirror is very mysterious, and its defensive power is not easy to break, this is Ling Shuang's biggest reliance at present, relying on it to ensure safety.

The swords intersected, even if they were transformed by spiritual power, and the sound of gold and iron could be heard.

The sword shattered, and the sword broke.

And Ling Shuang finally broke this form, under the wrapping of the silverfish, Ling Shuang was not hit by the energy waves, but was just swept away into the distance.

At this time, Zhao Hui was exhausted after all and fell to the ground, and Ling Shuang no longer had the strength to fight, only the silverfish could protect himself.

"This ......" Although Zhao Hui did not suffer a loss, it was unexpected, and this outer sect monk who had not yet reached the realm of foundation building was able to fight with Zhao Hui, who had not yet reached the foundation building realm, to this step.

In their opinion, even if Ling Shuang could resist Zhao Hui's attack, how could he ask Zhao Hui to release some water, otherwise, how could he resist this murderer who had killed the elders of the inner gate.

And the scene that caught the eye was that Ling Shuang took the initiative, although it was the affinity of the exercises that allowed him to use the spell beyond the level, but the meticulous layout could not be faked, it was almost perfect step by step.

This kind of disciple is really a genius, and he needs to be cultivated, and he will definitely be able to find his own opportunities in the secret realm trial, and pave the way for future cultivation.

"Send Zhao Hui for treatment, I'll take Ling Shuang back to the inner door first, brother, let's come to Syria."

"Okay, Daoist friends hurry up and go to restore their lives, such genius disciples can't be wasted, if they are cultivated properly, they can't change the current pattern of the five sects, and the territory of these five sects should also change."

The elder took Ling Shuang and galloped towards the inner door, one of them, in order to recover his life; The two can be in the inner door in the name of discovering geniuses, why not? Compared with the so-called geniuses who were uneven in the past, this is the genius that the sect needs.

"Thinking about it, Zhao Hui has already dismantled the bones of Ling Shuang at this time, it's really unbearable to think about it, but who let him offend the eldest brother?" A nun said complimentarily to the man beside her.

And the man just smiled, unimpressed.