Chapter 198: The Battle of Xiaoxian Pond

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"Get out of here!"

With a loud shout behind him, Mo Tu made a bold move. He saw that Zhang Yuanhao's figure was obviously beyond him, and it was actually the spiritual power in his hand that was swallowed, and a gray-black trace poured out in an instant, and the water element in the air condensed, forming a huge water sword.

Zhang Yuanhao was not ready to snatch the place in front of him, but he didn't expect Mo Tu of the Black Yuan faction to dare to make a move on him.

The Turbulent Water Sword, the pressure box bottom spell in the Black Yuan Gong, is a rare high-level spell with extremely strong aggression among the water spells.

However, what surprised Zhang Yuanhao even more was the power of this water sword, you know, in his memory, Mo Tu's turbulent water sword was far less powerful than it is today.

Don't think about it, you must have reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

In Yuan Hongpo's memory, if he hadn't suppressed Mo Tu with his Xiaocheng's Molten Flame Rocket Technique, the latter's cultivation of the Water System Technique would have restrained him to death.

"Look for death!"

Zhang Yuanhao's eyes flashed violently, his five fingers curled slightly, and the blazing breath exploded, and a burning and rotating flame churned, instantly condensing into a scorching red arrow.

Molten Rocket, the Yuan family's housekeeping spell!

The fire spell is already violent, and the aggressiveness may not be the strongest among the five element spells, but if it is about destructive power, except for the fire spell, I am afraid that no one dares to call it the first.

In an instant, the extremely hot aura focused the eyes of many monks nearby, especially the monks who came to rub the scene, who were originally here to fill the scene, so they naturally focused on the dragon battle of the monks of other forces.

But no one expected that before entering the grotto, Zhang Yuanhao and Mo Tu moved their true character.

"Dacheng Technique!"

Almost as soon as the molten flame rocket took shape, Mo Tu's face became extremely difficult to look at, and at the same time, Mo Tu's brother Mo Xu, who was watching the battle from a distance, turned pale with a pale.

This Yuan Hongpo not only broke through the realm of cultivation, but also improved his mastery of spells to a higher level, and now he is afraid that he will be able to shake the late stage of foundation building head-on, right?

Mo Tu thought a little desperately, watching as the palm-sized molten flame rocket burst through the air, shattering the huge turbulent water sword suspended in mid-air into countless water droplets, regenerating and evaporating, and then shooting towards his heart.

Feeling the blazing aura of death coming to his face, Mo Tu desperately punched out two defensive talismans from the storage ring, and then touched the tip of his tongue, blood splattered, and sprayed on the layer of black and gray spiritual power on his body.

Rumble!

The two-sided light shield constructed from two glittering defensive talismans melted to pieces like tofu blocks in front of the molten rocket, and once again shot into the spiritual power shield on Mo Tu's body, shattering it in an instant.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, relying on the cushion of the defensive talisman and the spiritual power light shield, Mo Tu moved most of his body away, and the molten flame rocket did not hit his heart, but did not enter his left shoulder, opening a scorched black blood hole, and even the bones were scorched black.

"Mo Sha, go up quickly!"

Mo Tu hurriedly retreated, and at the same time transmitted the sound to Mo Sha, who was anxious in the distance. He was seriously injured by Zhang Yuanhao, and then he would definitely not be able to participate in the competition for Xiaoxian Pond, so he could only be taken by his younger brother.

The people around were also amazed by Zhang Yuanhao, that is, Yuan Hongpo's strength, but they also took advantage of the kung fu of the two of them to speed up and surpass the two in an instant, and flew into the cave first.

Seeing that the light on the surface of the grotto was flickering, and that layer of colorful light film was faintly about to appear again, Zhang Yuanhao looked at Mo Tu who was retreating quickly, snorted coldly, and turned his head and plunged into the cave.

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Flying quickly over the winding rocky road, Zhang Yuanhao unceremoniously used force to overtake several people.

It is worth mentioning that one of them is in the middle stage of Qi Tianmen's foundation building, Zhang Yuanhao has never seen him, but this kid is unconvinced, Zhang Yuanhao doesn't care so much, a molten rocket blasted out, instantly injured him, and almost sent him to see the bunch of Qi Tianmen monks who were killed by Zhang Yuanhao.

Xiaoxian Pond is worthy of the inheritance of the ancient monks, when Zhang Yuanhao flew over the rock road seven times and eight times, a small stone pool with a glazed halo came into his eyes, the pool water was almost colorful, the wind blew the water surface, the water waves were not prosperous, and a refreshing cold air came to the face.

In the stone pool, no more, no less, exactly twenty quaint stone platforms are submerged in the water of the colorful pool, and each stone platform is just enough for one person to sit cross. However, the more centered the stone platform is, the stronger the immortal aura that can be absorbed. Therefore, the stone platform is divided into five classes due to its location.

The most central is the first-class stone platform, which can absorb the most fairy breath, and the two on both sides are second-class stone platforms, second only to the first class, followed by three third-class stone platforms and four fourth-class stone platforms, and finally the outermost fifth-class stone platform.

At this moment, the first-class stone platform in the center had already been sat down by Si Yu of Jiuyun Valley, and the two second-class stone platforms near the center on his side were also firmly grasped in the hands of the other two fake Dan realms in Jiuyun Valley.

And the Flying Corpse Sect's False Dan Realm seemed to be rejected by everyone, and he sat on a fourth-rank stone platform without saying a word, closing his eyes and pranayama.

After the six people of the False Dan Realm sat down, after a fierce confrontation between the four fastest Zhuji Sects, it was actually Bian Xiaochao, the deputy sect master of the Sanhe Sword Sect, who occupied a fourth-rank stone platform parallel to the Flying Corpse Sect's False Dan Realm and sat down, and the other three could only choose the fourth-rank stone platform that was a little farther away from the center.

Since then, there has only one place left on the fourth-class stone platform.

On the edge of the pool, a group of monks in the late stage of foundation building scattered in all directions, vigilantly looking at the few people who were also eyeing them around, but they did not make a move, but confronted each other.

As soon as Zhang Yuanhao flew to the edge of the pool, everyone turned their eyes to him, but when they saw that he was only a mid-foundation monk, they all looked away and stopped paying attention.

"Haha, fellow Daoists, if you don't go up, then the old man will go first!"

Zhang Yuanhao laughed, his toes touched the ground, and he suddenly rose into the air, shooting towards the only fourth-class stone platform that everyone was eyeing him, and the one sitting next to him was a foundation building perfection of the Flying Corpse Sect, and there was only two stone platforms away from the first-class stone platform in the center.

"Look for death!"

"Bastard!"

This move immediately angered several people on the shore who were later building the foundation. They were faster, they didn't see the scene where Zhang Yuanhao instantly injured Mo Tu, and they thought that this person was just a small force in the middle stage of foundation building, and now they actually dared to compete for the opportunity in front of them, making them feel like a tiger was bitten by a hyena.

A very young-looking person in the Star Dou Sword Sect was the strongest one among all in the late stage of foundation building, refining the way of the sword, seeing Zhang Yuanhao go straight to the only fourth-class stone platform, he directly raised his hand and danced his sleeves, and two sharp flying swords flew out of the wide sleeves, heading straight for Zhang Yuanhao's neck.

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