Chapter 135: Attack of the Pulse Slashing Realm

"Die for me!"

Although his brain is not very bright, it does not mean that he will not be angry. The beard was obviously also angry, and he shouted. He and more than a dozen high-level cultivators were repeatedly played by a small spiritual realm, which was unbearable! His face turned pale, his figure flashed, and the big iron gun in his hand took the lead, and he stabbed towards Yang Peng on the branch.

Before the big gun, an invisible force was like a big net towards Yang Peng.

"Huh?"

Yang Peng, who was about to dodge, was shocked. He immediately regretted that he was too big and underestimated the strength of the high-level practitioners. He felt that the shot of the beard was completely different from the previous one.

On the surface, it was a big gun, but the previous one was a pure assassination; Although the spear head is still the same spear head, the cold light flashes and stabs out, but one is the concentration of power to one point, and the other is vigorously enveloped.

He even saw that the pervasive force was full of dense power network cables!

Imprison him in an instant!

This shot is no longer stabbing and trying to pierce Yang Peng with one shot, but uses the true power in the body and uses a kind of imprisoning spell!

When you reach a high-level cultivator, that can be regarded as the true bloodline inheritance of refining spirits in your body.

Against a high-level practitioner, you don't know what kind of attack, what kind of defense, what kind of spell he will use!

Because everyone's internal refining spirit is different, the inheritance they get is also different.

Like a beard that stabs with a big gun, it can also perform the art of transport and confinement, which no one could have expected.

"Whew!"

At this moment, an earth-shattering dragon groan came from Yang Peng's body.

Immediately afterwards, on the top of Yang Peng's head, two sarcomas on the top of his head, golden eyes, a large mouth fork, two fish whiskers, half green, half white, and fine scale armor were all over the place, and a strange head that looked like a snake's head instead of a snake's head appeared.

As soon as this strange "snake head" appeared, it was a shock, and a blue and white light emitted, instantly enveloping Yang Peng's whole body, and then opening up like a rapidly expanding balloon. There was a "bang" sound, but seeing Yang Peng's surrounding graticule lines broken, exploded, and made a "squeak" sound, he scurried around like a little snake.

And Yang Peng's figure flashed, and just as the sharp spear head pierced, he narrowly and dangerously left the branch.

Yang Peng stood still from afar, his face also changed, "I'm almost done!" A palpitating voice came out, and he wiped a cold sweat that broke out.

In the face of Yang Peng, the beard was careless before, and Yang Peng was careless about the beard because of this.

One carelessly came first, and almost let Yang Peng ask for Tuoba Aotian's small life, and the other carelessly afterward, almost gave his own life!

"Huh?"

The beard is not as easy as Yang Peng's. When he stabbed out the big gun, just as Yang Peng felt, he did use a power imprison technique obtained from the spirit refining in his body.

The beard is a practitioner of the Pulse Cutting Realm, and there are many large and small fighting experiences. Normally, as long as his power is imprisoned, few people can escape.

But now a small Soul Realm practitioner has escaped from his attack once again!

This time he didn't take it lightly.

And what surprised him even more was that just as the strange snake's head appeared and the blue and white light appeared, he felt as if a heavy hammer had struck him in the chest.

There was a burst of breathlessness, and the body was also shocked.

Being able to shake the chest and body of a Pulse Slashing Realm practitioner like him was depressed, which showed that Yang Peng's spirit refining was extremely not simple!

Thinking of this, the beard couldn't help but gasp.

The bearded man understood that he couldn't hurt him, not because the other party's spirit refining spell was not good, but because the other party's realm cultivation was not enough.

An intermediate-level practitioner is a process of using one's own cultivation to drive the cultivation of the spirit refining to improve, and then awaken the bloodline inheritance. In a certain sense, it is the state of the Buddha-figure and the cultivator of the soul.

If the same situation recurs in time, then the beard will definitely be hit hard by that blue and white light when it breaks and confines him!

Direct blasting is possible!

Thinking of this, the beard couldn't help but change, and he glanced back at Tuoba Aotian behind him, "What kind of spirit refining is in this kid's body?"

He actually went to ask Tuoba Aotian.

"Get out!"

Another shout, this idiot's questioning almost didn't kill Tuoba Aotian. I thought to myself: You, a cultivator of the Pulse Cutting Realm, actually came to ask me?

At the same time, he slandered the iron hand Tuoba Hong's belly, "Uncle, did you send me a group of pigs?"

Don't look at that beard is a Pulse Slashing Realm practitioner, but with his cultivation, he is only worthy of taking care of the family and nursing home in the Qilin Palace, and he is not Tuoba Aotian's henchman at all.

In normal times, it is difficult to even see Tuoba Aotian.

This time, I was able to come to Bow City, because Bow City does not welcome monks.

Otherwise, it would not have been his turn at all.

The bearded man couldn't see what the spirit refining was, but he didn't know that the spirit refining in Yang Peng's body was certainly strong, but it was another remnant soul that presided over the spirit refining body, and it was only some dragon clan's incomplete combat skills and spells.

The real Lord is still sleeping!

Like before, Tuoba Aotian was able to smash the dragon scale shield cast by Yang Peng's internal spirit refining, because although this remnant soul was a dragon soul, it could also cast some of the dragon clan's combat skills and spells, but because of his incomplete memory, some combat skills and spells were flawed and could not be used perfectly.

There is another thing that the beard doesn't know, that is, Yang Peng has not merged with this remnant soul in his body, and if he naturally summons the spirit refining in his body, he can't achieve unity of consciousness like others.

This is also Yang Peng's helplessness now.

"Rubbish!"

At this moment, Tuoba Aotian scolded and pointed his finger at his beard: "A practitioner of the Pulse Cutting Realm, but he has repeatedly missed in front of a toad, what do you want! I still tell my father when I go back, let's send you to the army!"

"Hey, hey!"

Among the dozen or so iron-armored men, although they were also shocked by the repeated accidents of the beard, there were also people who wanted to take the opportunity to give him eye medicine: "Boss, this time I smashed the performance! I smashed it twice in a row, it shouldn't be." Haha!"

It turns out that this beard is still the head of these dozen iron-armored men!

"Second Prince, it's not me...... It's ...... him."

Hearing that Tuoba Aotian was going to fill him into the army, the beard that was already not very bright was a little anxious, he wanted to explain something, but he couldn't explain it clearly, and he scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry.

However, he still roared at his subordinates, "Give it to me, Tem, I can't kill this kid, before Lao Tzu goes to fill the army, I will pinch you to death one by one!"

Go straight to Yang Peng.

At the same time, there was a "whoop", and above the head, a spirit refining person wearing a blue robe, one foot tall, with green fangs and blond hair, also holding an iron spear appeared.

As soon as the refining spirit appeared, his figure flashed into the air, and with a swing of the gun in his hand, "Whew!" was a flame sprinkled in the air, enveloping Yang Peng like a rain of fire.

To deal with a cultivator in the spirit realm, he also has to summon the spirit refining in his body, and this beard seems to be really anxious, regardless of his face!

At the same time, a beast roar sounded one after another. I saw that the dozen or so iron-armored men were also shaking one by one, and a venerable humanoid refining spirit was rising above their heads.

Some of these spirits are tall, some are low and fat, some are like children, some are like big men, some are carrying big sticks, some are bent bows and arrows, some are demented, some are clever, and some have wings on their backs or eyes on their foreheads......

And so on.

But no matter what, as soon as these refining spirits appeared, they all looked at Yang Peng over there.

"Run, if you run late, your life will be lost!" Yang Peng's mind and the voice of the instrument man also sounded at the right time, reminding Yang Peng: "A broken gun, don't do it!"

"Looks like we really need to run away. ”

Yang Peng was also helpless. He wanted to snatch the copper python short spear from Tuoba Aotian's hand, and he was ready to deal with Tuoba Aotian's backhand.

It's just a pity that that's a condition that needs to be used.

Under the protection of more than a dozen Three Slash Realm cultivators, this purpose was already very difficult to achieve, not to mention that more than a dozen refining spirits with the same combat power had been added now!

If you want to be strong, you really have to take a small life.

Yang Peng didn't procrastinate, he kicked and fought under his feet, first retreated backwards, dodging the oncoming spell attack of the bearded man, and then the colorful light belt appeared under his feet, and the "kick soared into the sky" was cast, and he jumped directly into the sky.

At the same time, the protective body on his body appeared Zhengang, and the eggshell-shaped, colorful protective body wrapped him.

It was to prepare for a rain of fire falling from the sky.

"Whew!"

Yang Peng's figure had just risen, but there was a beast roar above his head. At the same time, a big iron gun was like a big stick, and Yang Peng was smashed down with his head.

Yang Peng looked up, and he saw a humanoid refining spirit wearing a blue robe, a blue face, fangs, and blond hair standing in the air in the forest, and now it was roaring angrily, smashing it down with his hand.

It is the inner refining spirit of the bearded man.

The beard is the leader of this team, and it is not for nothing. Although his brain is not very bright, he is only slow to deal with some things, and he is not stupid and stupid, especially in fighting, he is not worse than others.

Even more courageous than others.

He also knew that in a head-to-head confrontation, Yang Peng would not be able to go a few times under his own men, not to mention that his side was now full of firepower. Not only did more than a dozen Three Slash Realm cultivators go all out, but even the spirit refining was summoned.

In such a situation, it is especially necessary to prevent Yang Peng from escaping.

So as soon as the spirit refining in the body came out, it came to the air and sprinkled a rain of fire.

"Humph!"

Yang Peng snorted coldly, but did not dodge, and let the flames fall on the body "poof, poof" when his body rose, burning black spots on it.

And it doesn't stop.