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"It turned out that you were hiding your cultivation, and Wang Mou was clumsy, but I see that you are very angry, is it a newcomer who came in this time?" Although he was shocked in his heart, Wang Zhao recovered quickly, and he said with a fist at Han Jing. Han Jing nodded in response to Wang Zhao's question.

Seeing Han Jing's slightly cold response, Wang Zhao asked again, "I don't know what your friend is looking for me, since I am a newcomer, I think there should be no enmity between us." Han shook his head and said, "There is no grudge, but I just asked for advice when I came down, and I didn't mean anything else, so I asked Wang Daoyou to fight." ”

Fighting, for Wang Zhao is a little long, since he started his retreat three years ago to impact the Dan, he has not been with anyone, but three years will not make a monk forget how to fight, Wang Zhao muttered a little, "Since his own retreat, he has not experienced a battle, three years of retreat without any clue, at this time the battle is not bad, maybe you can still understand, anyway, you can't blindly retreat to get Dan, it's better to try this person's skills." After thinking about it, he made a decision in his heart, and said to Han Jing, "Okay, I will fight with you." ”

After Wang Zhao finished speaking, his mind moved, and four flying swords flew out of his storage bag, three of which formed a zigzag in front of him, and the other flew at his feet, he originally flew in the air with the magic trick, but flying with the magic trick was naturally not as fast as the flying sword, and at this time, of course, it was impossible to be careless under the decision of a battle, and after setting up the formation, he said to Han Jing, "Please"

In his eyes, this Han Jing was not prepared from beginning to end, since it was a battle, of course he had to give the other party some preparations, so after setting up the formation, he did not rush to make a move, but signaled that Han Jing could start, but his words to Han Jing sounded the beginning. Seeing that the other party had set up a formation, Han Jing didn't say a word, stepped on his feet, and the whole person rushed towards Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao frowned, and didn't say anything, the sword in his hand condensed, and the three flying swords rotated and staggered towards Han Jing under his command, these three flying swords were the best three that Wang Zhao had collected in the twelve years of this Angry Demon City, and they were even better than the flying swords under his feet, for a monk who was also in the late stage of foundation building, Wang Zhao did not have any contempt, in his more than twenty years of combat career, he had seen many monks who despised others being killed by monks who were not as strong as himself, so he Wang Zhao would never make such a low-level mistake, and he was born with the most powerful flying sword。

Han Jing has always had a headache for this kind of relatively large number of fighting methods, if he is generally one-on-one with Mangshan, he is still good at it, but for the three flying swords, he had to choose to avoid the edge, and under the turn of his body, at the moment of meeting the flying sword, Han Jing rushed downward, he originally wanted to avoid the flying sword by suddenly going downward, and then rushed towards Wang Zhao, but he didn't expect Wang Zhao's three flying swords to stab down like a magnet after Han Jing, ding ding three times, Han Jing attached the battle body armor to his body at the moment when the flying sword pierced into his body, and ejected the three flying swords far away, he was also secretly shocked in his heart, if he hadn't defended in time just nowI'm afraid I'm already injured a lot.

This was Han Jing's second time fighting with a monk using a flying sword, but at the beginning, he fought with three monks in the condensation period, at that time, they would only urge the flying sword under their feet to emit sword qi, and they easily dodged it, compared with Wang Zhao at this time, the three young men who used flying swords who fought with him before were simply juggling.

How did Han Jing know that this Wang Zhao's cultivation method was higher than the three of them, his cultivation was higher than the three of them, and even the quality of the flying sword was higher than the three of them, if he used the experience of dealing with the previous three people to deal with Wang Zhao, it would be like seeking death.

Wang Zhao was also shocked in his heart, his blow was originally a temptation, he wanted to try what kind of quality of talisman magic weapon this Han Jing carried, but he didn't expect that after the flying sword stabbed this person, he was bounced back by the other party, from beginning to end he didn't find out what magic weapon the other party was using, and even the light curtain of the talisman magic weapon did not appear, could it be that this person's body is a talisman magic weapon, a strange thought rose from Wang Zhao's mind.

Wang Zhao and Han Jing both had their minds in mind after an attack, but the action was not slow, Wang Zhao played a trick, and suddenly the three flying swords lit up with purple light at the same time, staggered towards Han Jing, Han Jing flicked the flying sword away, his body shook, this time he did not use the battle body, but used the battle body armor to fight, his speed is not as good as the flying sword, can not be avoided, in this case, then try to break the flying sword, at the same time as the three flying swords flashed purple light, Han Jing punched out, directly punched on one of the flying swords, ding, a strong wind suddenly erupted between Han Jing and the flying sword, Han Jing's punch directly knocked one of the three flying swords out, and the other two were also blown away by a strong wind.

At the moment when Han Jing's fist and the flying sword intersected, the armor energy condensed by his external combat body was consumed, and this energy was sent out of his fist with Han Jing's blow, and it directly bombarded the flying sword, which knocked the flying sword away, and with a movement of his mind, the consciousness energy in Han Jing's meridians was replenished into the armor again.

This is a combat method that Han Jing experimented in three months of cultivation, that is, to sacrifice speed and improve combat effectiveness, at this time, he has no combat body energy in his body, and his speed is greatly reduced, but the battle body energy is attached to the skin, which can be used as both armor and weapons, this combat method is several times stronger than the attack after the battle body is possessed, but the corresponding speed is much inferior, and it can only be used in the case of hard encounters.

At this time, it was the time to use this method, after opening the gap with one punch, Han Jing rushed towards Wang Zhao, but at this time his speed was greatly reduced, under the command of Wang Zhao, the three flying swords condensed in front of Han Jing again and rushed towards him, boom, after breaking the flying sword momentum three times in a row, Han Jing stopped his body, and in the three impacts, the distance between Han Jing and Wang Zhao did not close, but went further.

Although the armor state is not afraid of the flying sword, but the speed is greatly reduced, it can't catch up with Wang Zhao, at this time, the flying sword rushed up for the fourth time, Han Jing's heart moved, when the flying sword rushed to the side, he controlled the armor energy to explode, and with a bang, the three flying swords flew away, and through this gap, Han Jing's battle body was launched, and the speed skyrocketed, flying towards Wang Zhao.

It's just that when there was still a distance of more than ten meters from Wang Zhao, three flying swords came to Han Jing again, and in desperation, Han Jing only had one punch on one of the flying swords, but there was no armor attached, Han Jing's punch did not blast the flying swords away, and the other two flying swords also took the opportunity to stab, Han Jing's heart moved, and the limit of the sky was urged, and the momentum of the two flying swords slowed down, only to hear two stabs, and the two flying swords pierced Han Jing's clothes, in the dangerous situation, Han Jing dodged the flying swords, but the flying swords still left two faint blood marks on Han Jing's right arm and left waist。

In the case of the flying sword just now, Han Jing manipulated the repulsion generated by the air duel to stop the momentum of the flying sword, which avoided the result of being pierced by the flying sword, and manipulated the air duel to generate a repulsive force around the body to slow down the speed of the objects around the body, which is also an ability that Han Jing learned after three months of experimentation, but the range of this repulsion force is extremely small and can only be used in limited circumstances, but at this moment, it saved Han Jing's life.

Han Jing's body retreated, this Wang Zhao was the most powerful enemy he had encountered since he cultivated his true life, the three flying sword attacks were both fast and powerful, and difficult to destroy, if it weren't for the amazing defense of his own battle body armor, I am afraid that he would be skewered into a meat skewer in the first round, but with a punch in his own battle body, he could not repel the flying sword, he could only let it slow down, and only in the armor state could the flying sword retreat, which made Han Jing frown a little.

Wang Zhao also felt great pressure on Han Jing, usually fighting with people, as long as his flying sword and body, which one is not strung into a sugar gourd, but this Han Jing is forced to flick the flying sword away, which makes Wang Zhao feel a feeling of incomparability, fortunately, Han Jing's speed is greatly reduced after entering that state, and he will not let himself be defeated immediately, when Han Jing's body becomes faster again, his flying sword can leave blood marks on his body, seeing this situation, Wang Zhao has confidence in his heart, he has understood Han Jing's shortcomings, and with a movement of his heart, three flying swords flew out of the storage bag, six flying swords hung between Wang Zhao and Han Jing at the same time.

At the same time as the other three flying swords flew out, Han Jing's heart sank, at this time, the three flying swords were already difficult to deal with, and if he added three more, I am afraid that one of them would be defeated if he was not careful, Han Jing's eyes flashed a trace of sword tricks, he pinched with both hands, and a huge ball of one meter in diameter appeared in his hand, flying towards Wang Zhao, after throwing out a ball of flurry, Han Jing rushed forward, and his hands moved again and a normal ball of flurry appeared in his hand.

Wang Zhao controlled the six flying swords and was about to rush towards Han Jing, but when he saw Han Jing throw out a spell, he hurriedly blocked the six flying swords in front of him to form a sword net, seeing that Han Jing couldn't attack for a long time, and pinched out the magic trick under the pressure of his six flying swords, Wang Zhao didn't dare to be careless, and the magic trick that could be used by a close combat under huge pressure must be extraordinary, he controlled the flying sword to send out several sword qi to hit the sphere formed by the magic trick, but each sword qi seemed to disappear after hitting the sphere, useless, Wang Zhao's heart tightened, and directly formed a sword wall of the six flying swords and rushed towards the sphere。

After Han Jing threw out the first flurry ball, he rushed forward, and at the same time pinched out the second flurry ball and rushed towards Wang Zhao, he followed closely behind the first flurry ball, and after seeing that Wang Zhao's sword qi had no effect on the flurry ball, Han Jing was determined and rushed to the sword wall behind the flurry ball.

Just when the sword wall and the Dancing Ball were about to collide, Han Jing took the first step to smash the Dancing Ball in his hand on the huge Dancing Ball, only to hear a pop, the one-meter-diameter Dancing Ball exploded directly, and the messy fluctuations spread out in all directions, forming a strange force field with a diameter of twenty meters, enveloping Han Jing and Wang Zhao's flying swords.

At the moment when the strange force field was formed, the six flying swords suddenly began to tremble, Wang Zhao's face was shocked, at this moment, he seemed to have lost control of the flying sword, no matter how he controlled, he could only let the flying sword continue to fly in the air, when Wang Zhao wanted to continue to control the flying sword, a figure rushed towards him, frightened, Wang Zhao gave up the command of the six flying swords, and three flying swords flew out of the storage bag again under his body retreat, but before he could make a move, he saw a small ball formed by a spell did not enter his chest, he trembled in his heart, and the secret path was not good, and then a trembling fluctuation came from his chest, with the generation of fluctuations, He was horrified to find that he could no longer mobilize his spiritual power, and even the spiritual power of flying was interrupted, and with an exclamation of "Ah", Wang Zhao and the flying sword under his feet fell towards the ground together, and at the same time fell six flying swords struggling in the air.

A few pops, the flying sword fell to the ground and smashed the ground out of traces, one of which had a sword tip pointing downward, and disappeared into the dirt directly with the hilt of the sword under a single stab, Han Jing pulled Wang Zhao when he was still a few meters from the ground, avoiding the tragic situation of him falling to death, after landing on the ground, Wang Zhao's face was shocked, he looked at Han Jing with wide eyes, and after a long time, he stammered and said, "You, what are you, what, what, what spell." ”

How can a spell that can make him lose the ability to fly in the late stage of foundation building, and looking at Han's appearance, it seems that this kind of spell is pinched casually, especially when he thinks of the one-meter-diameter sphere that Han Jing threw first, at first he thought that the one-meter diameter was not very large, but when he found that he was actually defeated by a sphere that was less than the size of a palm, he suddenly felt that the one-meter-diameter sphere was simply a giant, and a feeling of fear rose from the bottom of Wang Zhao's heart.

For a monk, the most terrifying thing is not the danger, nor the unknown, but the ability to lose all his strength and become all the items of ordinary people, Han Jing's flurry ball made Wang Zhao have such a feeling, since he began to be able to fly during the condensation period, more than 20 years of flying, he has regarded flying as an instinct, as if mortals are born to walk, but this instinct was stripped away by a spell of Han Jing today, and at this moment, Wang Zhao rose from his heart to Han Jing's deep fear of Han Jing。

Han Jing smiled and did not answer Wang Zhao's question, he was summing up the gains and losses of this battle, through the battle with Wang Zhao, he became clearer about his weaknesses, few monks will choose melee combat, unless there is something special, only Mang Shan has chosen melee combat like himself among the monks he has encountered, but Mang Shan has the characteristics of rampage, coupled with his hideous muscles, it can be said that Mang Shan is a natural melee monk.

But Han Jing took the road of melee combat because of the exercises, this battle with Wang Zhao, he understood that a monk like Wang Zhao who can manipulate multiple flying swords is his nemesis, although his speed is fast, but it is not as fast as the monk's magic flying sword, and the flexibility of the body is only comparable to the monk's flying sword, although the defense is amazing, but the speed is slowed down while the defense increases.