Ye Wuji's "Vajra Reflector" was indeed different from the one released by normal Zen monks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The super cold ice sword that was reflected fluttered in the air, up and down, although the speed was not as fast as the skin beast released, but the victory was erratic, and he didn't know where it would end up.

Skin Beast, Wu Fengming and others were stunned at the beginning because they felt that it was not possible to hide, and it was not possible to hide.

Fortunately, Wu Fengming's mind was quick, and at the critical moment, he thought of the "holy words" in Confucian calligraphy.

As the big brushes in the hands of Wu Fengming and the three of them couldn't help but sway, those ink-black characters quickly took shape, blurred, and were superimposed layer upon layer. Pieces of large ink characters, like a wall, blocked the three of them.

Ye Wuji looked over, only to see all kinds of "Zi Yue" and "Saint Clouds" flying all over the sky.

"Your son, can you really say ......" Ye Wuji couldn't help but sigh, this Confucian saint is really amazing, "But, as for using the Holy Words Technique to fight such a big battle?, what kind of trajectory has this reflection become......" He sighed faintly, "Alas, it's really a group of Confucian students-they just like to make a big fuss." ”

Wu Fengming and the three of them, exhausted most of their heroic energy, were so tired that they were sweating profusely, and they used the Confucian peerless "Holy Words Technique: Wall" to resist the super cold ice sword that Ye Wuji reflected back - although, the cold ice sword did not hit the wall they had worked so hard to make, but finally flew out of the door crookedly against the ceiling.

The three of them looked at the large, sharp block of ice the size of a door panel that flew overhead. In addition to the false alarm, he also scolded Ye Wuji angrily in his heart, this reflection was really a fool, and it made them spend a lot of Haoran Qi to perform the "Holy Word Technique: Wall".

"Shaft!"

The fur beast was completely furious. Since he achieved fame and was admitted to the Confucian Jinshi, he has never been beaten so passively.

Anger completely unleashed his potential.

He was like an enraged poisonous snake, frantically attacking like Ye Wuji, attacking like a tide. The sword momentum was like a storm, surrounding Ye Wuji in the middle, and when he opened the distance, he also took out a large pen the size of a whisk from time to time, and wrote "Thousand Killings" and "Hundred Arrows" to assist in long-range combat.

Ye Wuji used the iron pot to fight him with difficulty.

"Dangdangdang-" The sound of swords and pots clashing was endless.

Ye Wuji's forehead was already unconsciously covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.

"His grandmother's bear!" Ye Wuji cursed in his heart while carefully seeing the other party's moves, the opponent's Extreme North Ice Dragon Sword made it a little difficult for him to use it, "This sect refining elder's 'old virgin's cold rage' is indeed domineering, this kid's ordinary sword skills can fight back and forth with me, why?"

The little fur beast also cursed in his heart: "This guy is completely relying on his body's strength and talent, as well as that perverted internal qi cultivation to fight me...... This martial art ...... It's bullshit...... That iron pot is even more hateful, how can it block the attack of my Arctic Ice Dragon Sword?

He took the time to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead. "This can fight me back and forth, why is he?"

The little beast was also extremely aggrieved in his heart, Ye Wuji's martial arts were not even third-rate in his opinion, and it could be seen that Ye Wuji's martial arts foundation was extremely poor, and there were flaws everywhere. However, every time he thought he had seized the opportunity and cast a fatal blow, the opponent was able to follow up with an extremely unmysterious speed and reaction to defuse his own attack.

The most annoying thing is the iron pot that looks the most ordinary, black and black, is it really made of Jiuyang black gold? It can dissolve the cold?

His own Arctic Ice Dragon Sword is made of the cold iron of the Arctic Deep Sea, and one of its characteristics is that during the fight, through that cold air, the opponent's weapon becomes crisp and easy to break. But that pan can't be pierced.

He found the gap and stabbed it with a sword. "When!", stabbed at the bottom of the pot, the pot did not pierce, and the ash of the pot pricked off some.

He found an opportunity and slashed with his sword. "When!", it was split on the edge of the pot, and the pot was not split, but slid down the round edge of the pot.

That's not all, you have to listen to Ye Wuji talking cool while fighting. Although Ye Wuji fought back and forth with him, and did not give in to each other, his mouth was not idle at all.

"Oops, I didn't stab. ”

"I'm so angry, it's crooked!"

"Be careful, I'm going to slap you on the head again in this pot! Huh...... Why do you say again?"

"Die!" the little fur beast gritted its teeth and roared as it struck more and more.

The two sides fought back and forth, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Dongcheng Wei Rusheng, who was watching the battle, squinted his eyes, stared at the situation on the field fiercely, and said contemplatively: "Brother Fengming, it seems that the little beast will not be able to solve him for a while, why don't we go together and fight quickly, right?"

"Well, that's exactly what I mean. Wu Fengming nodded.

He also felt that the time was a little too long, and it was not necessary that there might be accidents if it was consumed like this, so it was better to attack it in groups according to what Dongcheng Wei Confucius said, and fight quickly.

"However, be careful, their people will definitely not stand idly by!" Wu Fengming stared at Bai Wensen and the old dog Frank behind Ye Wuji, and said calmly - he had always been proud of his calmness, and by relying on his cautious and calm style, he avoided countless fatal mistakes.

"Well, I know. Dongcheng Wei Rusheng was also confused.

"I'm going to deal with Bai Wensen of the North City Guard, his battle spirit is very domineering, you can't deal with it, you can deal with that kid's spirit beast. Wu Fengming's eyes flashed with cold light.

"Brother Fengming, do you know what's so terrifying about that spirit beast? I've never seen this kind of spirit beast before, this ...... Looks like a pug......"

"No," Wu Fengming's eyes flashed coldly, and his gaze locked on Frank, who was nervously wagging his short tail to watch the battle, "It will never be so simple, if my guess is right, it should be the kind of terrifying spirit beast that pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, be careful, if you don't have a bottom, we can change it." ”

"No, I'll be careful, I'll see what it is. ”

On Ye Wuji's side, Bai Wensen and Frank also noticed Wu Fengming's expressions. They know that the other party may have to play more and bully less.

What to do, to help or not to help?

For Vincent White, he wanted to help.

Ye Wuji, he didn't recognize this person at first. Later, he saw his unreliable and unobtrusive appearance, and the most obvious feature - the coquettish mustache on his lips, which reminded him at once.

This big brother can be regarded as a small figure in some circles in Canghai City...... Not too many people know him, but not too little. Some praised him as a promising young man, while others dismissed him as a scoundrel.

At today's meeting, Bai Wensen suddenly found that he himself was not easy to evaluate, what kind of person he was. Acting pompous, but definitely not a straw bale, as it seems.

He liked Ye Wuji a little bit, a young man who didn't follow the usual path, maybe it was just because Ye Wuji dared to argue with Confucianism.

He was willing to help.

However, he hesitated a little, after all, there were two more people on the other side, and the talking dog next to him didn't know what to expect, how much ability he could have, looking at that small physique, it didn't look like a spirit beast that could fight.

If it weren't for Ye Wuji taking it, plus this guy would open his mouth to speak, Bai Wensen would have thought that this was just an ordinary starling dog.

To be on or not to be on?

Frank was hesitating, too. According to the habit of this half-demon and half-demon who claims to be the royal general of Sirius, what should I do at this time? Of course, it is to open the portal and run away...... What else can I do......

But it always felt that it was a bit unrighteous to do so.

Just when one person and one dog were hesitating, just when Wu Fengming and Dongchengwei's Confucian students on the opposite side wanted to launch a sneak attack.

Ye Wuji slammed a blow, then broke away from the range of the battle, stretched out his five fingers, and shouted again: "Stop!"

When he shouted like this, everyone didn't move. Wu Fengming and the others also want to see what tricks this kid wants to play.

No one expected that Ye Wuji didn't speak first, but put the frying pan that could be beaten by the monster into the Demon Sealing Ring.

"What's going on?"

Wu Fengming and the three of them were all suspicious. "It's not like this kid's character. ”

"Brother, you 'old virgin ......', ah, no, your Arctic Ice Dragon Sword is fake, be careful of your whole family exploding. ”

Ye Wuji said sincerely and seriously.

In this fight with the little fur beast, Ye Wuji felt that something was wrong from the beginning. Later, he slowly realized that the feeling that made him feel wrong came from the sword in the hand of the leather beast. He claimed that it was the "Extreme North Ice Dragon Sword" produced by Shenwumen, but whether it was in terms of the display of some details or the performance of external power, it was far from the real "Extreme North Ice Dragon Sword" that Ye Wuji had ever seen.

Although the power of this Extreme North Ice Dragon Sword is not small, the energy that bursts out is very unstable.

After a moment of thought, Ye Wuji finally thought of the possible origin of this fake.

"Hongyan Workshop!" the name immediately jumped into Ye Wuji's mind. The Hongyan Workshop, in the northwest region of Middle-earth, is a notorious imitation workshop that specializes in stealing the designs of other workshops and sword houses.

That's not the most important thing. What worries Ye Wuji is that the quality of the things produced by the Hongyan Workshop is worrying, and there are often incidents of magic weapons catching fire and Xuanbing exploding.

I see. When Hongyan Workshop left Shenwumen three years ago, it had already disappeared from the northwest region due to a scandal. It seems that he wandered to the southeast coast, and sold the Arctic Ice Dragon Sword from the cottage to the stupid hat of the Confucian sect in front of him......