Chapter 182: The Battle with the Foundation Building Period

Su Shaoyan's sword looked as calm as a stream of flowing water, but the power contained in it was only known to him.

Time is not transferred for anyone, but in the blink of an eye, Su Shaoyan's sword has collided with Long Zicheng's halberd.

Long Zicheng's halberd exerted the cultivation of the foundation building period, there was nothing fancy at all, only to move vigorously and Shen, but this is enough, it has always been a force to overwhelm Baihui. Long Zicheng's cultivation has reached such a point that very few Qi refining cultivators can take him with a halberd.

This very small Qi Refining Cultivator package did not include Su Shaoyan, and Su Shaoyan himself did not know.

What he knew was that he had done his best.

As soon as this sword light came into contact with Long Zicheng's halberd, it shattered in an instant, turning into two sword lights. One red and one blue, after the two sword lights broke apart, the enemy to deal with was not Long Zicheng's treasure halberd, but another sword qi that was born from the same origin. I saw that these two sword qi collided violently together, and they exploded violently. The violent explosion included the halberd of Long Zicheng.

Su Shaoyan couldn't see anything for a while, but he felt a sudden loosening in his body, and the feeling of being suppressed by heaven and earth just now disappeared.

Su Shaoyan didn't say a word, seized the opportunity, leaned to the side, and dodged a few feet.

This saved Su Shaoyan's life. Su Shaoyan only felt the wind around him tighten, and half of his body was hit by this strong wind, as if he was hit by someone's wind spell, and half of his body was in a faint pain.

Immediately, a strong wind rushed behind him, and Su Shaoyan couldn't stabilize his body, and was carried forward by the strong wind. to be able to stabilize the body.

Su Shaoyan glanced back, but saw a big pit suddenly emerging on the sea, and the sand and gravel could be faintly seen. Even after a long time, the sea water still can't pour in.

Just a trace of power remnants can block the boundless water, how terrifying this blow is. Su Shaoyan couldn't help but gasp.

Long Zicheng raised his halberd and said, "I did spy on you, but you have stopped here." "The light of this halberd is condensing, taking shape little by little.

Su Shaoyan only felt that the edge was on his back, and he was restless. Knowing that this must be an earth-shattering blow. He secretly said in his heart: "I can't fight it head-on, I want to save my life." ”

As soon as the flying sword sank into Su Shaoyan's hand, a trace of sword qi burst out from the sword dust, and countless sword qi between his breaths were like silk wrapping Su Shaoyan and the flying sword, and the human sword was one, suddenly turning into a streamer and shooting out.

At this moment, Long Zicheng's halberd had just smashed down, and he passed by Su Shaoyan.

Although Long Zicheng's cultivation is profound, after all, he can't compare to Su Shaoyan's true biography. Otherwise, he would not have suppressed Xiu Wei and lost a sword when he fought with Su Shaoyan.

Just now, Long Zicheng suddenly made a difficulty, and Su Shaoyan didn't have time to react at all, so he could only take it hard. At this moment, Su Shaoyan was on guard, although he was still at an absolute disadvantage, but there was room for one or two slowdowns.

Long Zicheng walked away with a halberd, and anger rose in his heart. I only felt that I couldn't suppress it with the cultivation of the foundation building period, I couldn't kill a qi refining period, and I even lost a move when suppressing the cultivation as a trick. I just feel extremely embarrassed.

However, Long Zicheng is a monk after all, even if he is angry, his hands are not messy at all, but he has added a little more strength.

I saw that his treasure halberd was held high, and a halberd was split, as if a large golden pen was slashed across the void, leaving a sharp force pressing on Su Shaoyan. After a halberd, there was no pause, and another halberd cut horizontally, striking another sharp force.

The speed of the latter qi was faster than the previous qi, but in a few snaps of fingers, the latter qi had already slammed into the previous qi.

This is not a dragon into a self-swinging oolong, but this split and collision have their own calculations.

The two energies collided together, not only did not affect each other, but constituted a staggered aura of the word "ten". And the strength of this "ten" character did not know what was affected, and began to rotate slowly.

Long Zicheng couldn't stop waving the halberd, and he could barely see the shadow of Long Zicheng's halberd. I saw that one after another sharp energy was beaten out by Long Zicheng, and one by one hit the "ten" word energy, and each force, horizontal or vertical, positive or oblique, will hit the center of the intersection of the "ten" character.

Every time the energy hits it, the "ten" force will move forward one point sharply, and the speed of rotation will be faster. Long Zicheng's strength slashed more and more, and his speed became faster and faster, and at a glance, it seemed that a big flag suddenly fell from the sky to cover Su Shaoyan, up and down, left and right, front and back. For a while, Su Shaoyan had no way to hide, no way to avoid, he could only watch, as if he had slapped him in the sky and landed on the little worm that was as small as a mustard seed here.

It's slow to say, but it's just a matter of a moment. Su Shaoyan already felt a strong wind blowing on his face, and the air around his body seemed to be about to freeze.

Seeing that the situation was like this, Long Zicheng secretly said in his heart: "Su Shaoyan, Su Shaoyan, I know that your oil on the soles of your feet is better than mine, but in such a situation, I will see how you escape?"

Long Zicheng played countless strengths, with the strength of the word "ten" as the center, it has become a huge whirlpool, rolling up boundless power, and the land around Su Shaoyan for several miles is within the scope of the attack.

Even though Su Shaoyan's speed was fast enough, and the speed of the sword escape was fast enough, he couldn't escape such a range attack.

Long Zicheng didn't think about this blow and ended Su Shaoyan. Of course, that's the best. But Long Zicheng saw that Su Shaoyan was not such an easy person to die, so he naturally retreated to the next best. As long as you hurt Su Shaoyan, you can do it. He didn't believe that after Su Shaoyan was injured, he could still slip like this.

Under this heavenly blow, Su Shaoyan only felt that his hairs stood up, although he didn't feel scared, but on his body, goosebumps stood up. Only the hand holding the sword is still as calm as ever.

Su Shaoyan couldn't tolerate a trace of reservation at this moment, Su Shaoyan punched him in the chest, and the essence and blood in his heart merged into the fire in his heart, Su Shaoyan's face instantly turned red, as if it was the color of drunkenness, and bursts of white vapor floated out of his head.

Su Shaoyan opened his mouth, and a flame, about the size of a fist, spit out, the shape of this flame is a little strange, it is not the appearance of an ordinary flame, but a little like a bird.

The flame came out. Su Shaoyan's face suddenly turned pale, white and bloodless, and a trace of pale and weak oozed from his bones.

Su Shaoyan had just emptied all his essence and blood all at once.

The monk's essence blood is not an ordinary thing, although it cannot be said that it cannot be replenished after losing it. But it has greatly damaged the foundation, it can be said that Su Shaoyan just now, he should not think about building a foundation within ten years, he needs to make up for the lost essence blood first.

A small flame like a bird swooped down towards the boundless whirlpool that fell from the sky as if it were alive.

One is as big as covering the sky and the sun, and the other is not the size of a fist, the two are not proportional at all, but there is a faint tendency to resist the court.

As soon as a little flame feather vortex touched, it jumped in an instant, and the flames shot out, igniting countless qi energies.

In the blink of an eye, the flames spread. Nothing is not burning, whether it is the strength of Long Zicheng, or the wind and clouds in the sky, it is the rolled up seawater. In an instant, all of them turned into raging flames, spreading endlessly.

Su Shaoyan's pale face was flushed by the flames. With a boundless sea of fire above him and boundless waters under his feet, the scenery was extremely magnificent and gorgeous for a while.

However, in this splendor, Su Shaoyan's eyes were as cold as ice. He knew it was just a reflection of his life. It looks very powerful, but under a foundation building master like Long Zicheng, it's just a few moves. But he will never be able to use a move of equal power.

Su Shaoyan is not a person who is as stubborn as a stone, he can't do anything when he sees things, and he has only one thought in his heart, which is to escape. But Long Zicheng spent so much energy just to avenge the killing of his brother, how could he allow Su Shaoyan to escape.

A golden light fell from the sky, hit the flames, and with a loud bang, a golden light spread, and the smoke disappeared everywhere it passed, and all the flames were reduced to nothing.

But it was Long Zicheng who made a move. is worthy of being a foundation building monk, and as soon as he made a move, he crushed all of Su Shaoyan's advantages.