The Gengjin finger of the small level is not only amazingly powerful.

Even the cast speed has increased a lot compared to before.

"And most importantly, it can be freely controlled, and the algorithm can be condensed and formed, and it can also be dispersed in an instant."

Zhou Changwangke still remembered that when he practiced Gengjin Finger before, he had tried to form a spell and then disperse it, in order to achieve the purpose of improving skill proficiency without consuming, but the result was that the spell lost control and suddenly cracked.

Now Xiaocheng's Gengjin finger can be formed and dissolved freely.

It can be regarded as a preliminary achievement of his original purpose.

It's just that the spiritual power consumed will not decrease.

After all, the moment the spell is used, it is actually in line with heaven and earth.

The spiritual power in his body left his body and returned to the sky, which was naturally difficult to recover.

"Zhou Daoyou, don't say thank you, go back together in the evening, take a walk in Hexian Tower, I'll invite you to dinner."

Xu Zhong looked at his now refreshing Lingtian, and his excitement was self-evident.

"It's not necessary, I still have something to do in the evening, and I'll get together again when I'm free."

Zhou Changwang arched his hand and said.

At this time, it was already a little late.

If you go to dinner again, it will be dark.

And the periphery of Fengming Wufang City is not a place to live, and at night, he doesn't dare to walk around, because there may be a robbery at any time and can't help but attack him.

Even if it wasn't a robbery, an ordinary casual cultivator would be tempted to knock him on the back when he saw him alone, and he would instantly turn from a good person in the eyes of his neighbors to a robbery.

Here, weakness is the original sin.

……

Stepping into the outskirts of Fang City, the sky was already dark.

Zhou Changwang walked along the familiar alley, seeing that he was about to get home, his steps gradually became brisk.

At this time.

Zhou Changwang's footsteps paused, and his figure instantly retreated.

At the same time, I saw a small knife, as fast as lightning, straight into the ground.

"Who?"

Zhou Changwang's eyelids jumped wildly, and in an instant, he saw a figure dressed in black and masked with a black cloth, holding a long sword and quickly killing him.

At the same time, behind him, there was also a person, dressed in black and pants, masked with a black cloth, holding a scimitar, seemingly idle, but as fast as a phantom, just a few steps, rushed to his approach, a knife like an antelope hanging horns, obliquely slashed out.

This knife, the blade of the knife had just been cut out, and a knife like a chain had already rushed to his approach.

As soon as the two appeared, they didn't say a word at all, and shot directly, quickly and ruthlessly.

"Two people? Or a warrior? Two innate martial artists? ”

Zhou Changwang was shocked.

He didn't expect that there would be two innate martial artists who would suddenly stay on his path and attack him.

If he weren't a monk now, the cultivation of the second layer of the Qi cultivation period, his physique would have been continuously nourished by spiritual power, and it would have become extraordinary, and his five senses would have increased greatly, and he could listen to the cicadas from a distance of 100 meters, and within ten steps, the slightest trace could be seen...... Otherwise, this surprise attack will not be discovered at all, and it is estimated that it is only the first flying knife, and it will be hit.

Seeing this knife slash at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly raised the spirit hoe in his hand and directly met the sword light.

Clang!

Mars in all directions.

Zhou Changwang's spirit hoe swung away violently, and above the hoe, there was also a gap directly.

Don't look at the spirit hoe in his hand is inconspicuous, but it can be infused with spiritual power to use, and its own material is not ordinary, and the hardness is comparable to that of a divine soldier in the eyes of mortals.

However, the two people in front of him are martial arts innate among mortals, but they are really angry, and the weapons in their hands are of course first-class divine weapons, and it is with the spirit hoe in his hand that they will be directly popped out.

It's just that if this goes on for a long time, his spirit hoe can't stop a few hits.

"Damn."

Zhou Changwang scolded angrily.

But he saw a long sword, which was stabbing straight out from the bottom up.

Between the sword light blooming, there are even more sword rays in it.

It was the first warrior who had rushed to the front at this time and stabbed this sword at him.

Zhou Changwang hurriedly rolled to the side in embarrassment, and finally dodged the sword.

When he got up, he didn't hesitate at all, the spiritual power in his body was tumbling violently, and under the control of his mind, he quickly condensed one rune structure after another.

He knew that the two of them were martial artists, speed, strength, and move skills...... are far superior to him.

And what he can rely on at this time.

Only spells.

The only attack spell he had mastered, the Gengjin Finger.

"He's casting a spell, interrupt him."

A coquettish shout came out, and then I saw the person who made the sword, stepped lightly towards the wall, and stabbed at him with his sword like a flying swallow.

"Don't worry."

The other person let out a low shout, and his footsteps were continuous, chasing after him as fast as Zen Fei, and the scimitar in his hand was like the moon, slashing out fiercely.

The two of them have a sword and a sword, and they cooperate closely.

The strong innate true qi was frantically poured into the sword, making the swords of the two of them shine brightly, and between the slashes, the sword light flashed, and it was extremely dangerous.

Zhou Changwang's face turned pale, he waved the spirit hoe in one hand, blocking frantically, and his footsteps continued to retreat with the huge force of the continuous impact when the sword was slashing.

At the same time, between the flow of spiritual power in the body, the mind is always calm, controlling the spiritual power condensation spell.

That is, now that he has reached the realm of Xiaocheng, he is extremely familiar with this spell, and his spiritual control ability has greatly increased, otherwise it is really difficult to maintain the spell in this fierce battle.

"Oh no, his spell is about to take shape."

"Didn't you say that monks need to stand still and cast spells? How could he continue?

And, how so fast? ”

The two innate martial artists were shocked at the same time.

"Wind and Waves!"

Seeing this, one of them hurriedly let out a low shout, and the scimitar in his hand was shining brightly, and a long knife that was incomparably swift had already been cut down.

Zhou Changwang only felt a light hand in his hand.

The hoe that he wielded wildly had been cut in half.

"Wind Sword!"

On the other side, the sword warrior also hurriedly swung his long sword and turned into stars.

Father!

However, it was also at this moment that Zhou Changwang's spell finally took shape.

Gengjin fingers!

Without any hesitation at all, he immediately moved forward a little.

A golden light, in a flash, had vanished.

Burst!

And in the next moment, I saw that the head of the person who wielded the sword had a blood-colored hole.

Then, Bobo's blood flowed down the hole.

He's dead.

The little sword that swung out became powerless with her death, and then collapsed.

"Xifeng ......"

The other shouted, his eyes instantly red, raised his scimitar, and slashed frantically at Zhou Changwang.

However, at this moment, a special spiritual light suddenly descended on his body, which immediately reduced his originally fast speed.

Zhou Changwang was overjoyed when he saw this, and he didn't care who suddenly came to the rescue, and hurriedly withdrew from the person's attack range, and the spiritual power in his body surged again, quickly condensing the spell runes.

One, two, three......

After three breaths, the spell takes shape.

He pointed.

Even if the man in black reacted in time and resisted with the blade of the knife, he was still pierced through the back of the knife in an instant by this golden finger, and his head was pierced without losing his spare strength.