Chapter 337: The Third Form of the Fire Sword Technique
After the huge shadow appeared, it frantically absorbed the aura, and the huge body was like a bottomless black hole, madly swallowing the surrounding aura.
The huge shadow gradually and quickly became real, a huge humanoid monster.
The hideous face and a pair of blank eyes make people shudder. A mouthful of cyan fangs added a bit of horror.
The armor was shining with blue light, and there was a formidable machete, the machete was sharp and shining.
"Suffer death!"
Cui Lun's face was pale, summoning this wood spirit to come out, the consumption was huge, but it was all worth it.
It's his triumphant, and it's incredibly powerful.
"Kill him for me!"
Don't look at the huge body of the wood spirit, but the speed is not weak, and it appeared in front of Lu Shaoqing in a flash.
raised the huge machete and slashed at Lu Shaoqing.
The sound of breaking the air was loud, and the power of this knife was calm, and the strength was so great that it seemed to split through the space.
Lu Shaoqing didn't dare to resist head-on, this guy had huge strength, agility, and faced head-on, I was afraid that he would not be cut into pulp with a knife.
Lu Shaoqing teleported and appeared behind Mu Ling, and Mo Jun's sword slashed down with a sword.
The sharp sword light, the furious, fiery sword intent fell on the wood spirit.
The sword intent that was invincible before didn't work this time, and this sword fell on the wood spirit, leaving only a spark on the surface of the armor.
Mu Ling's counterattack was very fast, and there was no need to look back, the machete was already whistling.
"Trouble!"
Lu Shaoqing could only dodge again.
He is now like a little bird besieging an elephant.
"Empty fire!"
The first form of the fire sword technique.
The flames that rose out of thin air enveloped and engulfed the wood spirit like ocean waves.
The blazing fire, burning the sky and boiling the sea.
However.
In the midst of the raging fire, a blue machete appeared with flames and came straight to Lu Shaoqing.
"I'll rub!"
Lu Shaoqing could only dodge again, and in an instant, thousands of miles away, appeared in the distance, and he felt a headache when he looked at the huge wood spirit.
is worthy of being the elder of the Guiyuan Pavilion, born in the regular army, and is much stronger than the loose cultivators like Fan He.
"Haha, how's that, stinky boy, see what you can do?"
Cui Lun's smug laughter was accompanied by a strong killing intent.
"Death..."
Cui Lun laughed loudly as he continued to command Mu Ling to attack.
Zha Liangjun, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw that his master had the upper hand, and a smile appeared on Junlang's face.
He subconsciously waved it, only to remember that his folding fan was folded by Lu Shaoqing.
The fan that pretended to be forced was broken, and Zha Liangjun's mood was a little worse.
He glanced around, "Hmph, he also has a junior sister, go intercept her, can't let her escape......"
Cui Lun controlled Mu Ling and constantly attacked Lu Shaoqing.
The wood spirit's defense is amazing, his skills are agile, and his speed is extremely fast, and Lu Shaoqing can't do anything about him for a while.
He tried to cross the wood spirit several times to kill Cui Lun, but finally found that he could only give up if he couldn't do it.
"Looks like we can only beat this ugly and big guy."
"Just now, the first form of the Fire Sword Technique didn't have much effect, try the second move."
Lu Shaoqing's gaze became indifferent again, like a sword immortal who had come to heaven.
The Mojun sword crossed the mysterious trajectory, leaving the fire sword technique, the second style.
A Thousand Sparks!
The sun in the sky seemed to dim a little because of this, and the sparks seemed to fall from the sky, and they seemed to appear out of thin air.
Like countless elves, swaying in the wind, they look inexplicably cute.
Countless sparks converged like streams, once again enveloping the wood spirit in endless flames.
The flames were hot, exuding scorching temperatures, burning furiously.
The sword intent was agitated, with an endless sharp aura, raging and destroying.
Cui Lun couldn't help laughing when he saw that Lu Shaoqing was still like this, "Do you think that you can solve my wood spirit with fire?" ”
However, Cui Lun's face soon changed.
He felt that the wood spirits he was in close contact with were damaged.
The feeling that came from him knew that Mu Ling was injured and his strength had decreased.
Cui Lun exclaimed, "No, it can't be. ”
When the wood spirit rushed out of the flames, Cui Lun saw that the armor on the wood spirit had melted a large piece, and only a few pieces were sparsely glued to the body, revealing the blue-green torso inside.
Even the machete was burned out of a few chips and lost its cyan luster.
Cui Lun's heart was full of horror, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Could it be that his strength is stronger than mine?
Cui Lun is very aware of the strength of his wood spirit, and unless the Yuan Ying of the same realm is a person with extraordinary strength, he can't help it.
However, Lu Shaoqing's sword was able to cause serious damage to the wood spirit.
"You, you..."
"What are you," Lu Shaoqing smiled coldly, "Say goodbye to this world.....
With that, the Mo Jun Sword lit up, and the white light was dazzling.
The third form of the fire sword technique.
"Burning from the fire!"
In Cui Lun's frightened gaze, Lu Shaoqing slashed down with a sword, as if opening the heavens and the earth, all the immortals in the sky fell into the mortal world, and the white flames quickly spread across the entire sky.
The white flames seemed to burn the sky to the ground, and at the same time destroy everything under the world.
The cyan wood spirit also seemed to sense a great threat, and burst out with a dazzling cyan light, and its fanged mouth opened wide and roared loudly.
The white and cyan light collided, and an earth-shattering sound erupted, setting off a raging impact of the qi waves.
The earth collapsed, cracks appeared in the collapse, mountains were destroyed in the collapse, and countless animals screamed and disappeared in the terrifying waves.
"Ahh
Cui Lun screamed, his mind and Mu Ling tightly connected.
His screams represent the destruction of the wood spirits.
The cyan glow was swallowed up by the white firelight.
Cui Lun screamed, and the terrifying flames immediately spread, and his body melted under the white flames like winter snow and sunlight.
His flesh dissipated, his bones melted.
Cui Lun desperately urged all the spiritual power in his body and mobilized all his strength to resist.
In the end, it all went to no avail.
In the interweaving of the flames in the sky, the violent sword intent, and the agitating sword moves, Cui Lun's Yuan Ying escaped.
Cui Lun's body has completely disappeared, leaving only one Yuan Ying to escape.
And the Yuan Ying who escaped was full of panic on his face and his breath was weak.
Lu Shaoqing's sword not only defeated his wood spirit and shattered his body, but even Yuan Ying was almost annihilated in this sword.
"This is definitely not a heaven-level exercise..."
Cui Lun's Yuan Ying screamed in horror and quickly fled outside.
However, Lu Shaoqing's figure appeared in time, and a big hand firmly grasped his Yuan Ying......