Ye Zetian looked at Lu Kun's burly figure galloping over, the two golden flywheels in front of him were tightly closed together, and they rotated, and then one after another golden blades flashed out from its edge, each with the power of a primary top-level spell. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Zetian smiled slightly, his divine sense was average, although he couldn't use the most powerful combination technique of this pair of flywheels, but the less powerful combination technique, he could barely use it.

This move is much weaker than the most powerful combined technique, but it is already a very powerful move for immortal cultivators in the early stage of foundation building.

The cutting techniques of the primary top level were overwhelming, Lu Kun couldn't dodge, no matter how fast his long stick magic weapon attacked, it was impossible to block all the cutting techniques at the same time, and the defensive shield in the early stage of foundation building couldn't resist so many cutting techniques.

Lu Kun felt the power of these spells, and the fierceness in his eyes became even stronger, and he directly dragged the combined giant stick and rushed in!

"Why should I hide from these spells!"

"Even the true fire of the foundation building period can't melt my flesh for a while, and these cutting techniques that can't even reach the intermediate spells, what can I do!"

Lu Kun rushed in for a short while, and the outermost mana shield broke in response.

Many disciples who were watching from the outside couldn't help but scream, and some even covered their eyes, unable to bear to see the tragic image of Lu Kun's body being dismembered.

In their cognition, if the immortal cultivator did not use a defensive magic weapon and the mana shield was broken, he would definitely die.

They couldn't understand why this Lu Kun went in to die.

"What!

The disciple who closed his eyes heard the exclamations of the people around him, and couldn't help but open his eyes, his eyes straightened, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

I saw that the red and cyan halo on Lu Kun's body was very sheng, and it actually blocked all the cutting techniques.

"What kind of defensive shield is this?"

"It turns out that Senior Brother Lu has a defensive spell at the intermediate level or above, no wonder he dares to rush so hard. ”

To be able to withstand the attacks of so many primary top-level cutting techniques, there are only defensive spells that are two levels higher than this.

Looking at Lu Kun who was rampaging in the cutting technique, Ye Zetian was surprised, he didn't think that Lu Kun had just been promoted to the foundation building stage, and he had intermediate or above talismans.

This kind of talisman can only be activated by the liquid mana of the foundation building period, and it is impossible for Lu Kun to obtain it in the qi refining period.

"Then Lu Kun's body surface defense spell was released by himself, can his alien spirit root release a mid-level defense spell?"

Seeing that the cutting technique was ineffective, Lu Kun was about to approach him in the blink of an eye, Ye Zetian propped up the defensive shield in the late stage of foundation building, and at the same time, with a move of his hand, the combined flywheel separated.

The defensive flywheel swelled in a circle, turning rapidly against his body, and the defense was tight.

Another attack flywheel also circled around him on the periphery.

This late-stage foundation monk laid out three layers of defense in an instant.

The outermost layer can also fight back at any time.

Lu Kun, who was close, relied on the Blue Fire Escape Technique to cross the outermost attack golden wheel and hit the defensive flywheel with the giant stick burning with white flames.

The force contained in it knocked it backwards and stuck to the mana shield behind it.

This blow let Ye Zetian know why Lu Kun beat Li Haiyang without the power to fight back.

The huge power contained in Lu Kun's giant stick actually knocked back his third-level psychic magic weapon, and with gravity, it could completely break Li Haiyang's defenses!

In addition to the strength, there was also a trace of paralyzing power coming from the opponent's stick, which made the operation of his mana slightly stagnant, but the paralyzing power was far less than Sun Haowen's thunder spell, and it did not have much impact on his profound mana.

After Lu Kun hit the defensive flywheel, before he could hit the second blow, the peripheral attack flywheel attacked with a sharp golden light.

Lu Kun had to change his tricks and slammed the black giant stick horizontally.

"Zizi"

There was a harsh grinding sound between the two artifacts, accompanied by a large number of sparks.

Lu Kun's arms trembled, his legs propped up on the ground, and his pants were already torn apart by the swelling muscles, revealing the silver soul control magic weapon on his legs.

The power of this third-level psychic magic weapon was beyond his imagination, and under the urging of the strong mana in the late stage of foundation building, he could barely resist it in a hurry.

"Ahh

I only heard Lu Kun roar angrily, and the blue-red fire flashed under his feet, and he was about to push this attack weapon out.

But at this moment, the golden defensive flywheel slammed into Lu Kun's left shoulder from the side.

At this time, Lu Kun's strength had been placed on his arms, and even the Blue Fire Escape Technique under his feet had been activated, and he couldn't dodge at all.

Immediately hit to the side by this sudden attack, the attack flywheel that was deadlocked with him then crossed the black giant stick and cut towards Lu Kun's left arm.

At this critical juncture, Lu Kun's left arm suddenly rose and contracted, and at the same time, the golden attack flywheel shattered the two-color light mask on Lu Kun's body surface, and staggered with the arm that became larger in an instant.

After stumbling a few times, Lu Kun stabilized his figure, and at this time, the clothes on his left big arm were torn, and a blood mark appeared, and a few wisps of blood remained.

The Mushuang stick was also divided into two due to the uneven strength of the arms.

At this time, the golden attack flywheel came closely after Lu Kun, not giving Lu Kun any respite.

Lu Kun snorted coldly, the blue and red fire flashed under his feet and stepped back, using the "Object Control Technique" to combine the Wushuang stick to resist the flying wheel, and at the same time, his right hand flashed white light and pressed it towards his left arm.

The peerless stick of this "object control" envoy was not the opponent of the golden flywheel at all, and was directly knocked away.

However, after a moment of hard work, the wound on Lu Kun's left arm had healed and stopped bleeding.

Then the fire flashed under Lu Kun's feet, and he jumped towards the defeated black giant stick, and no one noticed that there was a faint black light in Lu Kun's white hand with white light.

He grabbed the giant stick with both hands and made a few hard bumps with this powerful third-level magic weapon.

Although the power of the giant stick he held was much stronger than that of the "object control technique", he could barely resist one or two blows, and the whole person was beaten and retreated.

Ye Zetian looked at Lu Kun's intact left arm, a look of shock flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he could see clearly that when the golden flywheel was about to hit his arm, that arm doubled in an instant.

The golden flywheel sliced through a silver arm guard behind its garment, sliding to the side as if it had encountered resistance.

"Could it be that that silver arm guard is Lu Kun's powerful defensive inner armor, but my golden wheel has already cut it open!"

Doubts flashed in his heart, but Ye Zetian did not relax, and the golden light on the attack flywheel became more and more dazzling.

Lu Kun's face was a little pale, the attack that had just rushed forward quickly was in vain, and he was even caught by the opponent's golden flywheel, if he hadn't activated the giant arm magic power for a moment, which greatly increased the defense of the arm, I am afraid that the arm would have been cut off.

The power of this third-level psychic artifact is not something that his current physical body can resist.

Feeling the opponent's attack, Lu Kun finally decided to use his giant arm supernatural power, after he built the foundation, with the essence blood, it could already be used for a short time.

Afterwards, all the immortal cultivators who watched the battle saw that the sleeves of Lu Kun's arms were torn, revealing a silver soul control arm, and his arms had more than doubled.

Lu Kun looked at the extended spirit control arm, and couldn't help but feel that it was good to use black jade spider silk, otherwise using his giant arm magic power would damage the spirit control arm.

Just as Lu Kun's giant arm appeared, the giant stick he held let out a tremor of excitement, and the black on it became even darker.

Lu Kun didn't care about the reaction of this giant stick at this time, he ran the Qinghuo Escape Technique, dodged the blow of the golden flywheel, and shot towards Ye Zetian.

Ye Zetian felt very troubled by Lu Kun's escape technique.

He had to repeat his old tricks, but the attack flywheel was a little far away, and as long as the defensive flywheel in his inner circle blocked two attacks, he could come back to help.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Kun came to Ye Zetian.

Instead of hammering the defensive flywheel head-on, he erupted with one foot and spun around, slashing at the defensive flywheel from the side with a black giant stick.

"Boom"

Under the exertion of Lu Kun's giant arm, the power of the giant stick seemed to have doubled, directly knocking the defensive flywheel away, and then the white flames burning on the giant stick hit Ye Zetian's mana shield whose face changed slightly.

A tight blow dimmed this mana shield a little, which showed the power of Lu Kun's giant arm.

At this moment, Lu Kun let go of the black giant stick with both hands, and a pitch-black light shot out from his hand, hitting the mana shield that had dimmed a little.

This black light exploded directly, and a breath that made everyone else palpitate burst out, instantly blasting the somewhat dim mana shield to pieces.

Lu Kun grabbed the giant stick again and attacked forward.

"Stop!" Zhang Xingyu in mid-air didn't have time to stop him, and shouted in a hurry.