Chapter 441: Another sword

At this time, there was no trace of emotion in the eyes of the palace outfit, as if he really didn't care about Zhao Di.

Zhao Di was stunned for a moment, this NV has a lot to do with him, and now it is reasonable for the other party to help, but the words he said were so cold, which made him a little suspicious.

During the battle, he didn't have to think about it, Zhao Di guessed that it was probably because the other party's major cultivation affected his feelings, so he didn't say much.

"Since Zhao Daoyou is full of grasp, Xian Xian is no longer in his hands!" NV Zi said lightly, with a little bit of his hands, the ice phoenix turned into a little cold and dissipated, and this NV immediately returned to the big array below.

Feng Qingyun saw this NV suddenly make a move, and was originally happy in his heart, but when he saw that he immediately retracted it as soon as he made a move, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward and asked softly, "Fairy is this?"

"Great Elder Xiōng has a bamboo, I can wait and see. The palace costume NV replied lightly.

"Thank you fairy!" Feng Qingyun was overjoyed when he heard this, with his understanding of Zhao Di, he knew that if he was not completely sure, he would not have stopped the help of Master Shikong and Slender Fairy successively. However, he was surprised by the initiative of the NV, who was rumored to be an unusually cold person, and almost never interacted with other monks, especially male monks, except for the sisters of Mén, and very few people could talk to him.

When Feng Qingyun was trapped in his heart, Zhao Di had already faced his hand with Huo Jiao again.

Under the continuous spitting flames of the fire Jiao, the sea of fire has expanded to the acres of Xu Daxiǎo, and the monstrous flames are attacking Zhao Di with a very amazing momentum with the wave of the fire Jiao's claws and giant tail.

At this time, the inconspicuous purple flame had already flown to the edge of the sea of fire, and immediately plunged into the sea of fire without hesitation.

An amazing scene appeared, the mighty and ferocious sea of fire was constantly devoured by the purple fire that was less than one-ten-thousandth of the sea of fire, and it was rapidly shrinking, and countless flames were pouring towards the purple fire.

And the purple fire, which only had a fist big xiǎo, was almost unchanged in form after devouring a large number of flames, but the five sè aura on the surface became more and more condensed.

Huo Jiao was greatly shocked, he obviously felt that the sea of fire he had cast was not only restrained by the other party's purple fire, but also the spiritual power around his body was still pouring towards that place, and in an instant, the spiritual power of the sea of fire was not enough, and the coverage area was rapidly shrinking. Huo Jiao was in a hurry, exerting the exercises to the limit, forcibly mobilizing a large amount of spiritual power, his eyes were suddenly bloodshot, his expression was almost crazy, and he squirted loudly, and countless spiritual powers turned into pillars of fire the thickness of a water tank gushing out, maintaining the sea of fire and competing with the purple fire.

However, the sea of fire transformed by spiritual power was still devoured by a large amount of purple fire, as if it was endless.

At the same time, Zhao Di also pointed at the Mengli Sword, and the latter's size skyrocketed in an instant, turning into a giant of several zhang, and slashed towards the fire Jiao. Before the giant sword arrived, the power had appeared, and a large area of purple sword light fell, splitting the sea of fire into a passage about a few feet wide, and the sword light pointed directly at the fire Jiao.

Huo Jiao only felt that the spiritual power around his body was still pouring wildly, so he had to make a quick decision, took a big breath, and withdrew the flames around his body, and at the same time, with a wave of his claws, the phantoms of the two lifelike red sè Jiao claws converged out of thin air, blocking in front of the giant sword.

With two clicks, the two claw phantoms were smashed by the giant sword one after another, turning into countless red points of light, and the giant sword was almost not hindered in the slightest, and continued to slash towards the fire Jiao.

With a crisp sound of "dang", Huo Jiao actually resisted the slash of the purple giant sword with the horns on his head, and suddenly the purple light and fire splashed everywhere, and the dream glass sword only cut through a layer of substantial red light on the surface of the horns, and left a shallow sword mark, and was bounced away and flew out. With the sharpness of the Lingbao-level Dream Glass Sword, it can't hurt this Jiao's horns!

The tenth-level Jiaolong has cultivated its horns and claws for thousands of years, and its strength is no less than that of Lingbao!

It's just that if you want to hurt the other party, you have to fight in close quarters, and the phantom of the claw that comes out of the illusion has limited power and little significance.

With the help of the opportunity to bounce off the purple sword, the Jiaojiao tail swung, jumped forward, and rushed towards Zhao Di, only more than a hundred zhang away in the blink of an eye, the surface of the red Jiao's body was like a substantial layer of red light flowing, as if wrapped in an extraordinary layer of flames in the air to bring out a red sè flame trajectory, extremely gorgeous. At the same time, the two claws of the fire Jiao waved continuously, and one by one, the phantom of the claws of the Jiao Jiao came out, and each of them flashed with scales, lifelike, like an entity, and grabbed Zhao Di continuously.

Zhao Di's movements were not slow, he pointed his hands towards the Hún Yuan True Fire, and a few purple rays of light shè into the purple flames, and the flames suddenly burst open with a "bang", turning into countless bean-sized purple flame clusters, smashing towards the fire Jiao like raindrops.

At the same time, he once again sacrificed the sword shadow technique, and a spell hit the dream glass sword that was bounced open by the horns of the fire jiao, and the dream glass sword suddenly divided into dozens of sword shadows, facing the phantom of the claws that were grabbed one by one.

In an instant, in half of the sky, the purple sword light and the crimson claw shadow were fighting, which was very lively. In this context, the fire Jiao drew traces of flames and struck at Zhao Di quickly.

While Zhao Di kept casting the magic trick in his hand, he opened his mouth and sprayed again, and a green sè unicorn-shaped light cluster flew out, and then turned into a verdant wooden sword, and a layer of bright emerald light was wrapped on the surface of the wooden sword, circulating, which was the mí fairy sword that was re-refined.

Huo Jiao was stunned, the other party actually had a spiritual treasure, and it seemed to be exactly the same as the purple sword is a complete set of treasures, and the form of the psychic was exactly the same, but there was a difference in the spiritual light.

However, this piece of wood xìng's Lingbao-level flying sword did not scare Huo Jiao, he relied on the strength of his horns and claws that were not inferior to ordinary Lingbao, and still approached Zhao Di without stopping, already within a hundred zhang, and the scorching aura emanating from his body had formed a hot làng that rolled around Zhao Di.

As soon as the verdant wood sword flew out, Zhao Di immediately flicked several spells with ten fingers, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of identical verdant wood swords appeared out of thin air in the air in front of him, each of which flashed with a thick blue light, and stabbed towards the fire Jiao in unison, covering all parts of the fire Jiao's body.

Everyone who was watching the fight scene closely was stunned, because no one could tell which sword was the verdant wood sword itself!

Even the master of the Liberation Void on the side, a pair of old eyes were a little wider, his face was shocked, and he subconsciously tried his best to operate his divine consciousness to see if he could see through it, and his heart was even more shocked after making no special discovery.

"This person is really unfathomable!" The old monk secretly shook his head and sighed, back then, Zhao Di used the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant to kill the Great Elder of Blood Intent, this late stage great cultivator, no one knew the specific process, and it could be explained as a coincidence, but now Zhao Di just showed two flying swords and a ball of purple fire with a little magical power, which was enough to make the tenth-level Jiaolong busy, and his strength was definitely far beyond the same level. Master Shikong even thinks that if he fights with this person, he is afraid that he will not be able to block the opponent's three moves even if he tries his best, let alone defeat this person!

Such a clever illusion can even be concealed by the great monk of the late Yuan Infant Stage, who has been famous for many years, at such a close distance, and some people even suspect that this wooden sword is likely to be a mother sword, which is made up of dozens of sub-swords, and now it is just separated, so each one is exactly the same, and all of them are true.

But Huo Jiao, who was stabbed by the wooden sword, didn't dare to take such a risk, in case the wooden sword that stabbed into his more fragile abdomen and other parts happened to be the body of the Lingbao-level flying sword, then his life and death would be free from the tip of the needle!

Dozens of wooden swords slashed at each other, Huo Jiao was forced to stop his body, and his body suddenly flicked with a bow, and Huo Jiao was like an arrow off the string, and he retreated several feet in an instant, making most of the wooden swords and the attacks of the purple flame group that fell like raindrops miss.

At the same time, the fire Jiao roared, and immediately countless fireballs flew out of its mouth, facing a wooden sword and a purple flame group, and a pair of Jiaojiao claws were even more impenetrable, protecting the abdomen and other vital points.

Zhao Di tapped lightly at one of the wooden swords, and in an instant, dozens of identical wooden swords came out and stabbed towards the fire jiao.

A lot of fireballs wrapped in blazing flames hit a wooden sword, the wooden sword flickered a few times, turned into a little blue light and dissipated, and in a moment, most of the wooden sword disappeared, and sure enough, it was all an illusion.

There were also twenty or thirty wooden swords that broke through the "blockade line" of the fireball and stabbed close to the body of the fire Jiao, and the fire Jiao waited for them to block those wooden swords one by one with their horns or with their claws.

However, once each flying sword was caught or blocked by the Fire Jiao, it immediately turned into a little blue light and disappeared, and the Fire Jiao's defense fell into the void.

Huo Jiao's body trembled suddenly, and he raised his head and let out a long yín, and a burst of extremely hot làng spread from his body, scorching the surrounding void almost deformed, producing a bō movement that was visible to his eyes. This hot làng quickly surrounded all the remaining wooden swords, and the surface aura of these wooden swords immediately shook violently, as if they were about to collapse at any time, and only one wooden sword was just a faint flash of blue light to dissolve this sudden hot làng.

Huo Jiao lù out of the proud god sè, through this move, he immediately judged that this wooden sword was the body, and the rest were phantoms!

Master Shikong secretly said that it was a pity, the body was seen through by him, and the illusion of the supernatural power seemed meaningless!

At that moment, Huo Jiao shook the huge Jiao head as concocted, and greeted the "wooden sword body" with the horns on its head, and the double claws and giant tail swept and hit the rest of the "wooden sword phantom".

At the same time, a large number of purple sè flame clusters fell on Huo Jiao's body, but they were blocked by a layer of flame-like protective aura on the surface of the scales.

The verdant mí fairy sword body is slashing towards the horns of the fire jiao, and the rest of the phantoms are slashing towards the fire jiao.

The corners of Zhao Di's mouth curled, at this moment, he was already winning!

(1st Update)