Chapter Ninety-Three: [Small] VS [Puppet] (Medium)

"Four Elephant Immortal Spell - Water Spell Technique!"

The lake water under Xuan Xi's feet surged, and his body was instantly raised several meters high, and the light blue spiritual power circuit spread out in an instant. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Not far behind him, Yu Bushi was not afraid of the nine spiritualists who came over, and calmly pinched his handprints to perform spiritual skills. Because Xuan Xi's existence is a heavenly sting for the nine people, what Yu Bushi has to do is his own job and suppress Qi Ming's perception ability to the minimum.

Although Ning Juefei didn't know Xuan Xi's ability, he believed in Xuan Xi, so he was not intimidated by the formation of the nine people, but just cautiously watched the nine attacking spiritual magicians, once Xuan Xi missed something, he could use illusion to control it at the first time, so as not to collapse.

And Lin Chenfei was not so calm, fighting against nine spirits who were controlled by the Ten Senses Spiritual Technique with his own strength, unless Xuan Xi entered the Ascension Realm, it would never be possible in his opinion. Therefore, he raised his hand and grabbed Mo Chi Zhou, and retreated sharply towards the back, the water spiritual power was also running in an instant, and the defensive spiritual art was always ready, once Xuan Xi and they were in any danger, his spiritual magic would strike at the first time.

"Give it to me!!" After the water spell was cast, Xuan Xi suddenly shouted, the spiritual power of the whole body surged, and the light blue brilliance illuminated the entire lake surface transparently, only to see that the originally calm lake surface boiled instantly, as Xuan Xi's raised hands suddenly burst up, a barrier composed of lake water immediately blocked the attack route of the nine people, and even Qi Ming, who had mastered the Ten Senses Spiritual Technique, was also stagnant at this moment, and there was no way to make an accurate judgment for a period of time.

"What kind of spiritual art is this, the defense range is so large, Xuan Xi won't use all the spiritual power, right?" Lin Chenfei, who retreated, looked at the water curtain that appeared out of thin air in front of him sluggishly, and his first reaction was not that Xuan Xi was strong, but that Xuan Xi was too stupid.

In his opinion, such a large range of water spiritual power required to defend the water curtain is massive, and in terms of Xuan Xi's current cultivation, this is almost possible to complete by consuming all his spiritual power, and after this spiritual technique, his team will be on the verge of collapse due to the depletion of Xuan Xi's spiritual power. Although it seems to disrupt the opponent's offensive rhythm and defend everyone to the maximum, the cost of this is completely disproportionate.

"Is this Lu Xuan crazy? After this blow, I will see how much spiritual power you still have to resist my attack!" Qi Ming's sluggishness was only instantaneous, he quickly adjusted the queue of nine people, ten fingers flying, every trembling of the fingertips is an action, a command, controlling the spiritual magicians under him to retreat or advance.

Suddenly, Qi Ming's right index finger flicked, and a spirit magician in the queue suddenly jumped out, pushed forward with both palms, and the light blue water spiritual power surged out of his hand crazily, blowing up the water curtain that had just risen into a three-meter square vacancy, and in the rear, Qi Ming had already manipulated the three spirit magicians to condense three spiral water arrows, and at the moment the hole was formed, they grazed the body of the spirit magician in front and shot over, and went straight to Xuan Xi in a zigzag shape.

When the spiral water arrow passed through the hole, the other five spirits who did not make a move turned into black swords and rushed towards the hole at the fastest speed, without revealing the slightest respite to Xuan Xi.

This storm-like orderly attack, interlocking spiritual articulation, made Xuan Xi a little overwhelmed in an instant, and he didn't even have time to block the broken water curtain, let alone prevent the five psychic magicians behind him from crossing the water curtain.

Airplanes!

With a soft sound, the surrounding water spiritual power instantly condensed, and a shield shining with light blue light appeared on the path of the three spiral water arrows, followed by the second and third shields also appeared in an instant.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the pale blue shield was torn to pieces by three spiral water arrows in an instant, and it crashed straight into the second shield. Compared with the first shield, this shield made the speed of the three water arrows stagnate slightly, and the water spiritual power attached to them was also a lot dimmer, but it still failed to block the attack of the water arrows, and they scattered and split.

Xuan Xi didn't need to turn his head to know that this was Lin Chenfei's spiritual technique, and the timing and strength were extremely accurate.

Since this was the case, Xuan Xi's heart moved, and he gave up the defensive spiritual technique that he was originally going to cast, and instead set his eyes on the five figures that followed behind the three water arrows, and the spiritual skills in his hand suddenly changed, and the four pillars were ready.

At this moment, the three spiral water arrows slammed into the last water spirit shield, and the harsh drilling sound sounded, but it did not break Lin Chenfei's spirit magic in the first place, but it was visible that the cracks on the shield were constantly increasing, until they finally shattered completely, consuming all the spiritual power of the three water arrows and dissipating them all in the air.

At the same time, the five figures crossed the water curtain breach one after another and attacked Xuan Xi's side.

Behind Yu Bushi's white veil, a beautiful smile was revealed, her spiritual skills had actually been prepared for a long time, and she had not released it because she was waiting for this opportunity, an opportunity that could separate Qi Ming and his men in an instant.

"The Art of the Rain Immortals - Perception Suppression!"

As the last trick was pinched out, the glass pendant on Yu Bushi's forehead emitted a dazzling milky white light, and the water spiritual power within a radius of ten miles was stagnant at this moment, and a circle of transparent ripples rippled out, suppressing everyone's perception ability.

Qi Ming sensed that something was wrong when the five people flew towards Xuan Xi, because Xuan Xi, who should have little spiritual power left in his judgment, was actually performing spiritual skills, but time was pressing, if he didn't seize this opportunity to pass through the water curtain, it would be even more difficult to create the next opportunity, so his order still did not change, and he went straight to Xuan Xi.

But at the moment when the five of them crossed the hole, he suddenly saw that Yu Bushi, who had been preparing for spiritual arts, but had not moved, suddenly had a smile in the corner of his eyes, as cautious as him, so many years of combat experience immediately made him feel that things were not good, and he was about to adjust his tactics, and when he wanted to solve Yu Bushi first, the water spiritual power around him suddenly stagnated, his perception ability plummeted, and it was even difficult to clearly capture the operation of spiritual power behind the water curtain, and the manipulation of the ten senses spiritual magic was also greatly frustrated, becoming sluggish and blocked.

"Perception suppression!" These four words flashed in Qi Ming's mind in an instant, and a shocked look appeared on his face, a perception system spirit master who only had the eighth order of the Spirit Building Realm actually suppressed the spirit master at the peak of the Spirit Building Realm, who would believe this?

But at this moment, the events reminded him that such a perverted perceptual psychic could not help but exist, and he was unfortunately encountered.

"Retreat!" Qi Ming suddenly let out a burst of tears, and through the spiritual power silk thread in his hand, he suddenly retreated backwards.