"Sure enough, it's Fang Daoyou, when you meet Li, you can only blame Daoyou for bad luck, don't complain about being ruthless in the next day, you must know that some people can't afford to offend Daoyou." This Lanyue Sect monk named Li Hao raised his hand to take out a white flying sword, and held a bowl in the other hand, looking at Fang Yan and said with a proud face.

It's no wonder that he would underestimate the dialect, this person's cultivation has already reached the peak of the sixth layer of foundation building, if he hadn't deliberately suppressed his own cultivation, even if he wanted to be promoted to the late stage of foundation building at this time, he wouldn't need to spend too much effort. It is said that many monks who practice high-level exercises will do this, deliberately suppressing them before impacting the small realm, so as to polish their own foundation.

At this time, he happened to encounter the Eight Sects Competition, and divided the disciples into two levels to compete separately, which happened to be the right time for him, and this kind of opportunity was a rare opportunity in a hundred years, and he had already held back his strength to make a splash in this competition.

The dialect on the opposite side is only the fifth layer of the foundation, which is extremely rare among the disciples who participated in the big competition, and he will of course think he is lucky to meet such an opponent in the first battle, and the monk's habit of valuing cultivation will be easily changed. Besides, there are additional benefits to winning this battle, which makes him feel very good, and he almost blurts out the truth in excitement.

Li Daoyou knows you, and you are still entrusted by someone to listen to your tone, which really flatters you, and I don't know if you can tell you the truth. Your ability is indeed not small, it seems that there is nothing that cannot be done, but unfortunately Daoyou still missed one thing, that is, Daoyou will be defeated in the hands of Fang, and some careful calculations will be in vain. Fang Yan replied with a sneer.

Feng Ruonan's guy is really good, and he can do things in front of the public, so that Fang Yan will meet a strong player in the first battle, and he wants to directly eliminate Fang Yan from the game, and he will not give him any chance to turn the tables at all. But Fang Yan is not afraid, what should come will come sooner or later, he didn't rely on luck to stand here, what if he met it first.

This incident aroused the fierce battle intent of the dialect, and before the words fell, the breath on his body changed suddenly, and the Demon King Shield and the Blood God Sword were instantly urged by him. A trace of black demonic breath swept by imperceptibly, and the whole person suddenly turned into a complete demonic cultivator. As soon as he made a move, Fang Yan urged the two strongest magic weapons to show his strength early, which is no better than in Qingyuan Sect, where every monk must take it seriously.

"Demon Cultivator! No wonder Fang Daoyou is qualified to come here with such a cultivation, it turns out that he is relying on these side ways. Thinking that he could be scared with this little ability, Daoyou still miscalculated. Li Hao was remorseful. I almost leaked my mouth just now, but if it is known, it will be a lot of trouble. Who knows, but seeing the flow of dialect and spiritual breath, he used the means of getting out of the demon gate in a blink of an eye, and hurriedly covered up and said loudly.

Although his mouth was full of disdain, his hand obviously became a little solemn, after all, the methods of demon cultivation were strange and unpredictable, and the monks of South Vietnam rarely had the opportunity to confront them head-on, and the two spiritual weapons immediately urged. Who knew that Fang Yan moved faster than him, and the two magic weapons had already been shot out between words. A swarthy shield protected his body, and a blood-red sword flew out.

This Blood God Sword was urged by Fang Yan with all his strength in a short period of time, like a red swimming dragon, with a demonic red light all over its body, flying straight towards Li Hao. At the moment when he made a move, there was an extremely obscure movement in his hand, and the shadowless sword was also quietly released by him. As soon as they exchanged hands, Fang Yan used several of his powerful treasures.

Li Hao is not a person who can only speak big words, he can stand out among the many strong hands of the Lanyue Sect, and naturally has his advantages, as soon as Fang Yan made a move, the two treasures in his hands were also made by the imperial envoy. Countless mist suddenly poured out from the bowl-shaped spiritual weapon, enveloping it in an instant. Then it spread out to the fighting platform.

When the Blood God Sword rushed in front of Li Hao, he saw him calmly pinching his hand, and a water and air mass that was almost like a substance quickly condensed, enveloping itself in an instant, and Fang Yan felt that this magic weapon suddenly stagnated, as if it had plunged into a ball of soft but extremely tough cotton. The Blood God Sword was still flying forward, but the castration was delayed a lot. And no matter how the dialect manipulates it to turn its direction flexibly, there is always a large mist that envelops it.

This person's water attribute spell is really good, and with this bowl-shaped spiritual weapon, it is even more powerful, and with a wave of his hand, he blocked the blood divine sword of the dialect, and then spread a large area of water mist towards the dialect. And the white flying sword was also driven by Li Hao, and instantly turned into a white light, wrapped in the mist in the sky and attacking the dialect, like a crystal clear water sword.

The characteristic of the water attribute spell lies in this, as long as the imperial envoy is in charge, the conversion between attack and defense is extremely fast, especially for a disciple like Li Hao who has obtained the true inheritance of the Lanyue Sect, it is quite extraordinary to use. Originally, they were two spiritual weapons of good quality, and with the blessing of his water attribute mana, the two complemented each other, which could be attacked and defended, and it was difficult for anyone to find out their obvious flaws.

With a soft sound of "ding", the white water sword struck on the demon king shield of the dialect, and the seemingly powerful attack was bounced back, leaving only a shallow white mark on the surface of the shield. The magic shield of the dialect is also good, but it is almost unharmed in the face of this person's tentative attack, which is also a weakness of the water attribute attack, and the power of a single attack is relatively weak.

However, this is also compared to the Demon King Shield in dialects, if it weren't for this kind of magic weapon with super defensive power, and replaced with other spiritual weapons with slightly weaker defense, this blow would not be easy to block. What's more, the water attribute attack has always been long-lasting, and once it breaks through a little, it will launch a continuous crushing attack, which is difficult to parry.

The white flying sword retreated with a blow, but a large amount of water mist continued to sweep towards Fang Yan, and just as Li Hao was about to attack again, suddenly there was a trace of vigilance in his consciousness. A flying sword was already not far behind him, but fortunately, he released the spell of his whole body at the beginning, and all the surrounding areas were shrouded in heavy mist, and the slightest abnormal mana invasion was immediately discovered by him.

The shadowless sword that the dialect tried and tested repeatedly, but in the end it was in vain, only to see Li Hao's body turn immediately, and there were water shields condensed beside him, and after a few "poofs", the shadowless sword penetrated the two water shields and was no longer able to move forward, and was immediately pulled back by the dialect outside the water mist. Then the dialect no longer rushes it to attack, but manipulates it to swim around, maintaining its deterrent effect on the person.

Just the opening of the hand, so that the two sides quickly realized the strength of the opponent, although both of them were a little arrogant in words, but when they moved, they both came up with considerable means, and they were quickly resolved by the other party. It seems that this competition is indistinguishable in a short period of time, Fang Yan's strength is not bad, and he uses the means of demon cultivation, Li Hao knows that it is impossible to defeat him immediately.

This person is also a veteran of fighting methods, and immediately changed his offensive strategy, no longer thinking about quickly defeating his opponent, but constantly expanding the casting range, and trying to expand the water mist to all parts of the stage. Li Hao's thinking is already very clear, that is, to use continuous mana to entangle the opponent, and then use the white flying sword to harass from time to time, giving full play to his offensive and defensive characteristics, until the opponent's mana is exhausted, and he is delivering a fatal blow.

As long as they hold on, his superiority in cultivation will be revealed, and the characteristics of water-attribute spells will also be brought into full play, eventually forming an overwhelming attack. This method of action is the same as the battle of Jindan in the previous opening battle, the continuous use of large clouds of mist seems to be weak, but it is gradually changing the environment of the fighting method, squeezing the opponent's casting space, and then turning his advantage in spells into victory little by little.

This is the usual method used by water-attribute monks, making full use of the long-lasting characteristics of their spells, and as long as a situation of water spiritual power is formed, the spiritual power consumed when he casts similar spells will become less and less, and the opponent will become more and more difficult, and gradually exhausted by his mana, and finally achieve the goal of trapping and killing the opponent.

Fang Yan immediately saw his thoughts, how to let him succeed, since this is the case, Fang Yan also decided to change his moves, and he couldn't sit back and wait for the opponent to do whatever he wanted. Under the rapid turn of his mind, Fang Yan suddenly had an idea, and his body retreated sharply, quietly running the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill on the way, but with the talisman attack method in his hand, he swayed fire attribute spells all over the sky, as if he was constantly delaying the oppression of the water mist.

After a short fight, the two quickly entered the stage of stalemate, and the distance between the two sides of the fighting method became farther and farther, casting spells on each other from dozens of zhang, and it was impossible to give each other a fatal blow. At this moment, it seems that he has entered Li Hao's rhythm, this kind of scene is extremely common among the disciples of the Lanyue Sect, both sides of the battle method use mana to squeeze the opponent, and it is impossible to tell the winner for a while.

Entering the competition of mana, Li Hao couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, this is the method he is most accustomed to, no matter how he looks at it, as long as he enters such a state, he will undoubtedly win, not to mention that the other party is a disciple of Qingyuan Sect. The dialect runes are like poor donkey skills, just fighting for a moment of respite for themselves under the mist in the sky, which makes Li Hao's heart slightly calm, and his subordinates dare not relax, desperately urging spells and spiritual weapons, not giving the opponent any opportunity to take advantage of.

How did he know that Fang Yan had such a strange exercise, and besides, Fang Yan still had a powerful fire attribute pseudo-magic weapon in his hand, but he didn't use it, because he had a better way, he had already tried it secretly just now, and the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill was also effective against water attribute exercises.

It's a pity that his natal spirit rune has only one ice attribute spirit rune so far, otherwise he can get more benefits from it, but he won't waste these pure water spiritual qi, and all of them are quietly introduced into the lake in the space.

The Heaven Devouring Demon Skill combined with the Blue Bead Space was simply a weapon to deal with such oppressive spell attacks, and the surging water mist around it became a great gift to the door. On the surface, the dialect pretended to be difficult to resist, but underneath it was actually constantly moving, and the spiritual power in the body actually increased instead of decreasing.

Soon a quarter of an hour passed, and the hundred-zhang square circle of the competition platform was filled with thick water mist, Li Hao's mana had been urged to the extreme, but he saw that Fang Yan was still struggling to resist, leaving a circle of mist faults formed with talismans around him. Li Hao couldn't help but be a little impatient, he didn't expect that Fang Yan was really a Fu cultivator, and he had to be more patient to deal with this kind of monk.

I saw that the movement in his hand did not stop, and a large amount of water mist formed around it, and then rolled towards the dialect, but even though he was still not enough, he immediately took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, and immediately urged. Wishing to use a spiritual weapon again at such a cost, he wanted to fundamentally crush the dialect, but how could he have thought that this move was in the heart of the dialect. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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