Chapter 397: The Power of the Wind Jiaozhu
So weighing the pros and cons, although they were unwilling, they had to be an audience on the sidelines, originally thought that with the outstanding strength of the senior sister, capturing that kid was like a bag to get something, but as time went by, they found that they seemed to be a little too optimistic.
Not only was the ring burning with flames blocked by the Xuantie Shield, but the sharp rays that ejected from the tips of the senior sister were also easily intercepted by the Ice Needle Technique.
No, more than interception.
The number of ice needles is much more than that of Li Mang, and in the process of interception, only a small part is consumed, and the remaining ice needles, which are counter-defensive and offensive, make the senior sister fall into great danger.
"Humph!"
The woman in the yellow shirt's expression became more and more cold, but she was not afraid at all, and a handkerchief-like treasure spewed out of her mouth, and after circling in front of her for a while, it actually skyrocketed more than a hundred times in an instant, turning into a behemoth of several zhang in size, and erected like a shield.
The next moment, the sound of jingling was endless, and hundreds of ice needles were easily blocked by this treasure, and this was not over, and then on the surface of the handkerchief, the halo was great, and the woman's hands were also waving in the void, and one after another spells were played, obviously, she was ready to cast more powerful spells......
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Woo......
Without the slightest warning, there was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and hundreds of wind blades were seen swarming out of the white hurricane.
Each wind blade, the diameter is more than a foot, the blue light is dazzling, and there is a faint screaming sound, which is different from the ordinary wind blade technique at a glance, and it can even be said that the wind blade inspired by the high-grade spirit weapon is more than a hundred times more powerful than the ordinary.
The woman in the yellow shirt couldn't help but change color.
And the wind blade is not only powerful, but also very amazing, one second, it was a hundred and ten zhang away from her, and the next moment, it was close in front of her, and there was no time to dodge, and the dense wind blade had hit the handkerchief.
For a while, crackling, like rain hitting banana lotus, this handkerchief is also a high-grade magic weapon, with good defensive power, but at this moment, it is like a candle in the wind, shaking constantly.
"Not good!" the woman in the yellow shirt looked more and more ugly.
And Song Hao didn't intend to let her go, these guys should be taught a lesson, this thought turned, and Song Hao's right hand was raised again.
"Hurry!"
Dignified as a mountain, one finger pointing forward.
Next, an incredible scene occurred, the dense wind blades closed in front of him, and then, all the wind blades disappeared.
But just a moment later, a wind blade more than ten zhang long rose into the sky, mixed with an astonishing aura, like a woman in a yellow shirt slashing past.
"Senior sister!"
The monks of the Spirit Feather Sect were shocked, they were just watching the battle from the sidelines, and they also felt the terrifying thing about this move, needless to say, as the target senior sister, could she take it?
The answer was soon revealed.
Thorn ......
It was as if the cloth brocade had been torn, and the handkerchief-like magic weapon of good quality had been split in half, and the huge wind blade had dimmed its aura, but it was still violent, like a broken bamboo, and continued to slash viciously like a woman in a yellow shirt.
"You're looking for death!"
Song Hao's series of ferocious attacks made the woman in the yellow shirt furious, and after a coquettish sound in her mouth, the female jade flicked her hand and threw the golden hairpin on her head.
It surged in an instant, but in a matter of effort, it turned into a huge magic weapon several zhang long, like a wind blade.
And this woman's other hand was also not idle, she actually took off the spirit beast bag on her waist, and offered her backhand to the air, the mouth of the bag opened, and countless demon insects the size of fingernails swarmed out of the bag, instantly turning into a huge insect cloud, all over the top of the head, with an area of half an acre, and the momentum was amazing.
"Senior sister is mighty!"
"Boy, don't admit defeat quickly, those who know each other will kowtow and beg for mercy, senior sister, she has a lot of adults, and she can't spare your life at the beginning. ”
"Senior sister, I really admire you so much. ”
......
For a while, the sound of sycophants came and went, but to be honest, several monks of the Lingyu Sect respected the woman in the yellow shirt from the bottom of their hearts, and they were worthy of being the heavenly lady of their own sect.
However, they didn't have to be happy for long, in the face of the terrifying cloud of demon insects, Song Hao did not panic, there was a short and obscure spell coming out of his mouth, and he didn't see his superfluous movements, and the fist-sized ball was full of inspiration.
Roar!
Then, the roar came into the ears, and the howling wind actually conjured up three vivid dragons, each of which was blue-gray, more than seven or eight feet long, and the body of the dragon was completely composed of the raging wind, roaring and dancing, and the power was greater than that of the wind blade, and it had made great progress.
As soon as the wind Jiao was formed, he immediately rushed into the insect cloud without hesitation, biting his claws and teeth, and gaining the upper hand.
The woman in the yellow shirt's face finally changed, but she was still unwilling to admit defeat, and used her divine sense to recall several treasures she had sacrificed from the hurricane.
It is seven flying swords of different lengths.
From this, it can be seen that this woman is different, you must know that this set of treasures, both in terms of power and price, is far better than ordinary treasures, and it is by no means affordable for ordinary monks.
"Hurry!"
The seven flying swords were magnificent, and they flew over from different angles, like Song Hao.
"Don't admit defeat yet, do you still want to resist stubbornly?" Song Hao sighed, there was no leisure and ease to slowly wear away with her here, and now he was a little impatient, so a quick victory was the only choice.
"You are the one who sought your own death, and I am not to blame. ”
Before the words fell, in Song Hao's palm, a green light flickered, and then, a green flame appeared.
It was only the size of an egg, but I don't know why, when she saw the flame, the woman in the yellow shirt felt her heart beat faster and became flustered.
There was a big warning in his heart, and as an immortal cultivator, he naturally didn't dare to wait for such an omen to look at the enemy.
"This is no ordinary spiritual fire!"
However, it was too late for her to stop it.
I saw Song Hao's right hand raised, and he casually threw out the turquoise flame.
In a flash, the Immortal Kitchen Tianhuo and Fei Fei were at the front, and the sharpest fairy sword collided together.
Then, an incredible scene happened, and the woman in the yellow shirt could barely believe her eyes.
With a "whew", the fairy sword was wrapped in flames, and then it actually melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.