"It turned out to be a local tyrant!" The man in white's voice was extremely cold, which matched his cold, expressionless face very well. He stood on top www.biquge.info of the battlement at this time, his back was straight, his white clothes were fluttering, and his whole body exuded a proud and independent immortal atmosphere.

Ordinary immortal cultivators carry at most two or three spirit swords with them. And like Cheng Ziming, one after another, who can throw dozens of spirit swords one after another, is definitely a wealthy man with a rich fortune.

Moreover, the quality of these spirit swords is not bad, especially the red spirit sword and the spirit sword blue flame, which are all medium-grade magic weapons of good grade. One thing that an ordinary Qi refining period immortal cultivator can do is to obtain a treasure. And Cheng Ziming was able to throw out two pieces casually, which shows that he has a lot of money.

Cheng Ziming looked at the man in white coldly, and snorted: "In the next Cheng Ziming, may I ask what to call Daoyou?"

"Pray for the clouds below. The man in white said coldly: "Brother Tuhao, how many magic weapons do you have, let's use them in different ways." ”

"What's the matter, could it be that Qi Daoyou can still have a few more swords?" Cheng Ziming looked at Qi Feiyun vigilantly and sneered: "If you guess well, Qi Daoyou's swordsmanship should consume a lot of spiritual power." I'm afraid that swinging two swords in a row is already the limit of Daoyou. ”

"Three swords. Qi Feiyun stood on top of the battlement, looked at the Qi Immortal Banner behind Cheng Ziming, and said expressionlessly: "Three consecutive swords is the limit." But as a fellow Templar, I don't want to kill you. As long as you get out of the way, you won't be embarrassed. ”

"Huh. Cheng Ziming suddenly smiled and said: "It's just that the spirit sword in his hand is powerful, and he doesn't really know how to fly with the sword, so I won't think that I can't see it." Everyone is a Qi refining cultivator, even if you are slightly higher than me, it is not a difference in realm, why should you ask me to give way. ”

When the Flying Cloud Sword came, it really startled Cheng Ziming. At that time, he mistakenly thought that Qi Feiyun was a foundation building monk, and he had the heart to flee by taking the road. However, when he calmed down, he took a closer look, and only then did he discover Qi Feiyun's subtle flaws.

Cheng Ziming has seen a lot of foundation building monks flying with the sword, but in terms of coercion and agility, they are not comparable to Qi Feiyun who kneels on the spirit sword on one knee. Judging from the body of the Flying Cloud Imperial Sword, he was able to fly in the air, and he still relied on that high-grade spirit sword.

Obviously, using a spirit sword of this level is very consuming of spiritual power in the body. That's why Cheng Ziming made a judgment that Qi Feiyun couldn't control the spirit sword for a long time. At most, as long as two or three swords are used in a row, the spiritual power in Qi Feiyun's body will be almost consumed.

Therefore, Cheng Ziming threw the spirit sword one after another, luring Qi Feiyun to swing two swords in a row, consuming a lot of spiritual power in his body.

As long as it continues to be consumed, even if Cheng Ziming has no way to win in the fighting method, Qi Feiyun will be exhausted of his spiritual power and retreat without a fight.

Cheng Ziming smiled proudly: "I was almost fooled by Daoyou." If the prayer friend is really a foundation monk, he will not say a word in the next two words, turn around and leave. It's a pity that Daoyou is the same as Zaixia, they are both minor monks in the Qi refining period. The outcome of this battle, who wins and who loses, is not certain!"

"With you?" Qi Feiyun looked at Cheng Ziming proudly and said, "Why don't you know how to advance or retreat, if you want to live, don't stand in the way!"

After saying that, Qi Feiyun suddenly shouted: "Get out of the way!" Then he suddenly burst out, jumped up from the battlement, and the two ups and downs came to Cheng Ziming, and the spirit sword in his hand flashed coldly, and it was a sword towards Cheng Ziming.

Cheng Ziming only felt a terrifying coercion coming towards him, and the cold light of the sword flickered, as if heaven and earth would be split together. His hairs stood on end, his heart seemed to stop, and his blood seemed to clot. He subconsciously took a step back and raised his left arm to block the terrifying sword light.

"Bang!", the aura shone, and the sword light suddenly dimmed.

Qi Feiyun "Tengteng" retreated a few steps, all the way to the edge of the city wall.

Cheng Ziming knelt down on one knee, his left arm raised high, and a brilliant round wooden shield on his wrist crossed in front of him, just blocking Qi Feiyun's terrifying sword.

This log shield was also the first temple reward that Cheng Ziming had won, a defensive magic weapon selected from the nine prizes. Usually, this shield is only the size of a copper coin, and it has been worn by Cheng Ziming on his wrist. At this critical moment, he naturally activated this shield without hesitation and successfully protected his body.

Qi Feiyun's spirit sword was very powerful, and the sword just now directly destroyed four magic weapons. Only this shield magic weapon from the temple can stop Qi Feiyun's terrorist attack.

Cheng Ziming was in a cold sweat on his back, and he thought to himself: The reward given by this temple is really extraordinary.

When blocking the spirit sword just now, Cheng Ziming only felt that the spiritual power in his body flowed uncontrollably towards this wooden shield. It's just that it was used to block a sword, and it consumed nearly half of the spiritual power in his body. If Qi Feiyun slashed two more swords, the spiritual power in Cheng Ziming's body would also be consumed.

Fortunately, Qi Feiyun's blow was ineffective, and he immediately retreated in surprise. His expressionless face finally showed a little surprise, he looked at the shield in Cheng Ziming's hand and frowned.

When the two were at a stalemate, the golden giant eagle also fought with the leopard several times. One eagle and one leopard were tied, and no one took advantage.

At this moment the giant eagle hovered over the castle tower, and the leopard jumped on the city wall and shouted, "You dead bird without ears, you kind of come down!"

The giant eagle hovered in the air, let out a long chirp, and then shouted in a metallic tone, "Wingless rat, I'll go down and clean you up." ”

Cheng Ziming quickly glanced at the leopard, and saw that it was alive and full of energy, obviously not injured and did not suffer much loss, so he was a little relieved. With a flash of inspiration in his hand, he took out a superb wood spirit stone directly from the storage space, and held it in his hand to recover his spiritual power as soon as possible.

The best wood spirit stone was exposed to the air without spiritual energy, and a burst of spiritual mist quickly appeared on it, and the spiritual mist was like an ordinary mist, and it was blown away by the wind and drifted to nowhere. Obviously, the spiritual power on the spirit stone was rapidly dissipating. This is also the best wood spirit stone, if it is replaced with an ordinary low-grade spirit stone, I am afraid that it will soon lose its spiritual power and collapse into powder.

The corners of Qi Feiyun's eyes twitched, and he snorted: "Sure enough, the local tyrant." ”

Cheng Ziming ignored Qi Feiyun's strange eyes, he sighed and said: "Pray Daoyou's swordsmanship is excellent, and the consumption must be large, so it's better for us to rest for a while and fight later." ”

"I'm afraid the consumption of spiritual power by that spiritual shield is not small. Qi Feiyun raised his head slightly and said: "No matter how heroic Daoist you are, after all, your strength is too poor, and you are not my opponent." ”

"You don't know until you try it. Cheng Ziming hurried to recover his spiritual power, the spiritual light on the best spiritual stone had dimmed a lot, and the spiritual power in his body was far from being completely recovered.

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