Chapter Ninety-Seven: Martial Arts Target

The black egg nodded and landed on the hard shell of the giant turtle tortoise, and a black dense net line of about one person spread on the shell of the giant turtle tortoise, and the tentacles of the black net cable stretched out close to the turtle shell, and after a breath, the turtle shell emitted green smoke.

The black smoke that came out proved that the corrosive power of the black egg had an effect on the turtle shell, and if one did not work, then add ten or twenty, "Huiling Tiandan" I still have it, corroded your turtle shell, I don't believe you still shrink in it and can't come out, "Zilala, Zilala", a cloud of black smoke and fire generally completely surrounds the giant turtle tortoise.

The turtle tortoise shrunk into its shell and never showed its head, and despite the black smoke emitting from the shell, the turtle tortoise was like a rock embedded in the dirt, and it was indifferent. Since you didn't come out to fight back, fortunately, I was out of the way, and around the giant turtle tortoise Feng Ze threw the earth cracking thorn, the Dharma King Seal, and the falling black pressure on the turtle shell, and every spiritual skill used by Feng Ze has slime attached to it, even if it is not successful, you will be the target of my spiritual skill trial.

"Your patience is as hard as your tortoise shell. "I don't know how long it took, anyway, Feng Ze was tired, leaving two rows of deep sweat between his forehead and cheeks, his back was soaked, and through the clothes attached to his body, he could clearly see a shriveled and ugly complexion, Feng Ze panted with his Meng Ze sword and looked at the giant turtle tortoise that was still shrunk in the turtle shell.

"Young man, that's all you have, do you have a back hand? If not, how about I show my hand, old turtle?" said the giant turtle tortoise, poking its head out.

"Huitian Sword Dance!" Feng Ze raised the Mengze sword high.

"Why do you always want to use this spiritual skill, so confident?" the giant turtle tortoise shook its body after speaking, and the black threads that were wrapped around its shell all fell off, and Feng Ze didn't see the mucus that he imagined should corrode on the turtle shell, and the turtle shell was intact.

The golden lightsaber emitted a dazzling light, and the ripples around the sword body were layered, and the silver lightsaber could be swung out by Feng Ze's determination.

After two uses, fusions, and comprehensions, today's "Huitian Sword Dance" has already changed its color, from the original monochrome illusory silver lightsaber to the golden giant sword, from the golden giant sword to the sword and the sword of Mengze, and the meaning is compatible, and at this moment, the sword of Mengze has mucus attached to it. This was a qualitative change, and if Feng Ze had enough spiritual power to support it, he was convinced that the "Heavenly Returning Sword Dance" he was holding now would be stronger and more perfect than the mysterious figure used in meditation!

The spiritual power seemed to have been operated to the extreme, the golden giant sword emitted a "Zheng Zheng" sword sound, the space around the sword body was distorted little by little, and a great sword power gushed out from the "Huitian Sword Dance". "Unleash, Heavenly Sword Dance!" Feng Ze's arms fell.

"It's actually so strong, this skill is not bad, no wonder you want to use it against me again and again, but it's a pity that the cultivation is not enough, and the real power should not be completely stimulated. "The turtle tortoise retracted into its shell,

The golden sword fell, the remnant snow flew, and there was a "boom" from heaven and earth that resonated with the same sound!

Judging from the cultivation ability of the spirit master of the Xuanyue Continent, Feng Ze should be the most terrifying one at present, and his terrifying Cheng Dù is far beyond the scope that ordinary people can hardly accept.

Occasionally, the "Thirteen Swords of Phaselessness" was already the favor of the heavens, and then he absorbed the poison of the six-clawed toad and became invincible, and now he has successfully fused an extremely terrifying corrosive slime, making Feng Ze's spiritual skills have deadly corrosive power; if a monk like him takes any place in the Xuanyue Continent and compares him to the first person, even Feng Ze himself is amazed!

"Black Egg" was obtained by his absolute accident by chance, and when it comes to it, Feng Ze also thanks to the heart demon, who fulfilled his speed when he fought against the heart demon, and gave him the opportunity to use his spiritual skills proficiently. And the "black egg" is the most proud spiritual skill given to Feng Ze by the heart demon, because it is created by Feng Ze himself. The heart demon is gone, and he will not regret appearing in front of Feng Ze again in this life, no matter whether he is dangerous that day or not, he will leave Feng Ze for life.

Feng Ze is not happy with things, and Jin Haisheng's meaningful words before his death, he always remembers them. There is no eternal lucky person, the honor is obtained by their own double income and hard work, and pay is the eternal law.

Feng Ze once thought that the first youth was given by God, and the second youth was earned by his own efforts. The past belonged to the future Moon Worship City, Surabaya City is only a corner of the Xuanyue Continent, and it takes more effort to fly to a more exciting world Fengze outside, there is no good start, no strong strength to rely on, but he can progress!

There is no so-called fate, there are just different choices, Feng Ze will not question his own efforts, he even thinks that it is a kind of accumulation, a kind of precipitation, blood and sweat will pave the way for me, I will definitely be better than others!

The "Heavenly Sword Dance" golden giant sword slammed into the entire body of the giant turtle tortoise in an instant, and the entire cave was surrounded by a storm of wind and clouds, and all the snow swept away. I don't know how much spiritual power Feng Ze added to the "Huitian Sword Dance", and his own body was also shocked and flew out upside down!

It is full of ten breaths of the same color, roaring endlessly, and there is a sword strike to ask who is fighting with the meaning of the battle. It's just that the sword momentum is still not over. "Boom" a ten-meter-long crack opened up in the snow, and the giant turtle tortoise fell into it!

"Take my heart, you have the qualifications!" The giant turtle tortoise flew up and landed, half snow and half soil on the turtle shell was decadent, and the wolf bèi was indecent, "Not bad, not bad, not bad!"

"It's a pity that you're too self-conscious, and you're overloaded. Although the old turtle has appreciation for you, the responsibility is greater than praise, and the old turtle will teach you to know how to examine and measure before fulfilling your wishes, so as to live up to the turtle heart of spiritual wisdom that I have cultivated for 3,700 years. ”

If he still had a chance to catch his breath, he would surely find that the blood he spewed out not only melted the white snow, but also corroded the soil beneath the snow. "Ahem"

The dust returned to the dust and returned to the earth, and the giant turtle tortoise slowly crawled to Feng Ze's side, looking at the self-harming Feng Ze, it said with a smile: "How about it, can you be satisfied with this turtle shell of the old turtle? ”

"So what!" Feng Ze opened his eyes slightly, his spiritual power was indeed exhausted, and he was injured, but he was still confident, and falling down did not mean that he had lost the ability to fight back, "Hui, dance" Feng Ze said weakly word by word. "......Boom, Boom" was broken again in the already quiet air with several soft sounds!

"Ding Ding Ding" on the ghost shell of the giant turtle tortoise, a silver short sword flew up and down, although the sword was small but not weak. On the turtle shell, the giant turtle tortoise felt a little uncomfortable, and turned its head to look back, and above its head, an illusory silver light sword was hanging in the air, the tip of the sword was pointing downward, and the sword body was rotating rapidly.

"It's not over yet, you're really not convinced, I expect to have a back hand, come on, the old turtle wants to impress you again, and see if what you gave you for nothing is worth it, you ......"

"!!Boom" Before the giant turtle tortoise finished speaking, there was a "boom" explosion on the turtle shell, and at this moment his turtle body actually sank into the ground!

The giant turtle tortoise concluded that Feng Ze's spiritual skill was anything but ordinary, and two thousand years ago he had heard that when a monk cultivated to reach some kind of terrifying level, the spiritual skill could transform into a condensation. But this kind of world-conquering power belongs to the first order of immortals, and it had also had extravagant hopes at that time. Today, two thousand years later, a human spirit master can be used in a good way, and it is really hard to imagine that the giant turtle tortoise can surpass the four great realms!

At most, there is only a strange spiritual skill, but it is the only explanation it can think of, and it is precisely because of this that the giant turtle tortoise has the heart of contempt, no matter how strong this skill is, it has not yet found a spearhead that can hurt itself, and it is just a sparring partner in front of him.

"Coo" the giant turtle tortoise let out a ghost cry.

"I still can't hurt it in the slightest, ahem," Feng Ze sighed. After the Huitian Sword Dance was fired, the spiritual power was short, and his mind was dizzy, and Feng Ze was almost crumbling, just as the giant turtle tortoise said, at this time, a mortal could take his own head. "Ahem" the deficit of the body, the whole body aches.

"I haven't let you play with your life yet, don't you want to cherish the blessing of God? The giant turtle tortoise was happy and bowed down.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse or a curse, the giant turtle tortoise should have no ill will towards himself, otherwise he estimates that he can't die anymore, how can he have the opportunity to get an axe in front of it, talk about herbs in front of Hua Tuo, Feng Ze struggled to support his paralyzed body and climbed onto the turtle shell of the giant turtle tortoise, closed his eyes and breathed, and slowly recovered his spiritual power.

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