Chapter Twenty-Five: The Battle of the Foundation Monks

"Daoyou, is this wine delicious?" Bai Qi lay back as if he didn't feel the killing intent of the big man, and raised Erlang's legs, "Angry people don't pay for their lives" said.

"Looking for death!" Bai Qi's words suddenly made the big man angry, and the first Buddha was born, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven. The angry man took out a long black stick from the storage bag and smashed it down. The spiritual power swirling on the stick rolled as if it wanted to destroy everything in front of him.

"It looks like you're hungry and tired, otherwise you wouldn't have played such a soft stick. Facing the angry blow of the one-eyed man, Bai Qi laughed, urged the take-off escape technique, and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Boom" How powerful was the full force of the foundation building period monk's blow, how could it be that the floor of Lingyun Tower could withstand it, and a large hole with a diameter of about one meter appeared in front of everyone's eyes, causing a burst of exclamations from the low-level monks.

"Judging by the pit you've made, I'm sure you're hungry! Bai Qi, who had just dodged the one-eyed man's stick, appeared next to the big man again at some point, stepped on the stick with one foot, and dangled in front of the big man with a plate of hot beef.

"Get out!" the one-eyed man shouted, his eyes flashing fiercely, and his hands tried hard to lift Bai Qi away. But no matter how hard he tried, the stick that Bai Qi stepped on did not move as if it had been nailed to the ground.

"You see you're so hungry that you can't even pick up a stick. Let me hold this stick for you! After all, this stick is a low-grade treasure, and if someone takes it, it will not be easy to get it back. Bai Qiyi reached out and grabbed the other end of the black stick, and several dark bolts rushed up the stick.

"Let go of you!" the big man only felt a huge force spread from the stick, instantly shaking his palm. At this moment, Bai Qi suddenly snatched the stick from the big man's hand with all his strength and stuck it on the floor at once.

"Hehe! The fame treasure was taken away by a kid in the smart period, and Liu Neng's face was lost home. Seeing Bai Qi take away the treasure of the big man, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face mentioned this wine gourd and smiled.

"Shame on him? Does he still have face to lose? Anyway, it's not the first time he's suffered a loss from the hands of the Spirit Stage Monk. The monk next to the middle-aged man said in a dark voice.

"Oh, this isn't the first time!" the middle-aged man took a sip of wine and glanced at Liu Neng suspiciously.

"Hehe, eldest brother has just come back and still doesn't know what to say, some time ago, there was a genius sword cultivator in our Vast Cloud City who could kill the monks of the late stage of foundation building. "I don't know why, when Yin Xiao's voice talked about this genius sword cultivator, his voice trembled slightly.

"You tell me about it. The middle-aged man seemed to be aroused, and took a sip of wine and asked.

"This genius sword cultivator is only a cultivator of the Great Perfection of Agility, but he has comprehended the sword intent that even the sword cultivator of the Soul Condensation Stage may not be able to comprehend. Liu Neng's eye was blinded by a sword because he provoked this person. Then Liu Neng invited his two elder brothers to find a scene, but that genius sword cultivator made a sword and solved the two of them. Yin Xi's voice was full of fear, if he hadn't seen him kill him with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that a spiritual stage monk could be so strong.

Liu Neng turned his head and stared at the two people who were talking, and the anger in his eyes seemed to erupt. Although the two of them spoke in a small voice, the monk present was not a superhuman with five senses, and as long as he paid a little attention, he could listen to the words of the two of them.

Seeing Liu Neng's fierce gaze, the two glared back without hesitation, making Liu Neng tremble. Without the support of his brother in the late stage of foundation building, where would Liu Neng dare to offend the monks in the middle stage of foundation building

"Boy, you're dead" Liu Neng turned his head and looked at Bai Qi hatefully, as if he wanted to sprinkle all the anger in his heart on Bai Qi.

With a wave of the "Hurricane Technique" one-eyed man's big palm, a gale suddenly hit out like a galloping horse, pushing Bai Qi out several meters away. A clear white mark appeared at Bai Qi's feet.

"Wind Monk. Bai Qi was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Liu Neng to be a monk with a different attribute spiritual root. On the other side, Liu Neng was also surprised by Bai Qi's body.

There is a huge difference between the "quantity" and "quality" of the spiritual power of the monks in the foundation building period and the monks in the spirit period. Therefore, the same spell was used by the monks of the foundation building period, and the power was unbelievable.

As we all know, the foundation building period is the period when monks lay the foundation for the future, and at this time, monks are developing their physical potential to the maximum, only in this way can their bodies withstand more and purer spiritual power. The monks of this period were not afraid of any monk of the Spiritual Period by their physical strength alone.

Since Bai Qi was able to carry the hurricane technique with his body alone, Liu Neng could be sure that Bai Qi's physical strength was definitely above him. Because even he himself was not sure, and he retreated under his blow.

"This kid has such a strong body before he advances to the foundation building period, and when he advances to the foundation building period, won't it be even more terrifying than that sword cultivator!" Thinking of this, Liu Neng seemed to have been splashed with a basin of cold water in winter—it was so cold.

"Such an enemy must not be left behind!" As soon as he thought of this, the killing intent in Liu Neng's eyes flashed, and he reached out and sucked his black stick into his hand, folding his hands. The black stick instantly turned into a three-section stick.

"It's kind of interesting!" Bai Qi's eyes waved his hand, and six magic swords of different grades suddenly flew out of the storage bag. These magic swords were used by Bai Qi when he first cultivated the truth. Because the original superb magic sword was destroyed by the Golden Swallowing Snake, and Bai Qi didn't get a suitable magic sword, he could only use these magic swords.

"Imperial Sword Technique" did not dare to be careless in the face of the monk Bai Qi in the foundation building period, and directly used the powerful Imperial Sword Technique. I saw Bai Qi push with both palms, and the six magic swords were like swimming fish, attacking the one-eyed man from six different directions.

"Whoosh whoosh" Six wind-breaking sounds sounded from the one-eyed man's side, but there was no trace of panic on the big man's face, only to see him quickly swing the three-section stick, dance out an impermeable black ball, and wrap himself.

"Bell ......" A series of metal collisions sounded, and the six magic swords returned one after another in vain. The gap between the magic weapon and the treasure weapon is not inferior to the gap between the monks of the Spirit Stage and the monks of the Foundation Building Period. I saw six magic swords swaying in front of Bai Qi, making a sorrowful sword groan, and clear cracks appeared on the sword body of the magic sword.

"Destroy my magic sword! Find death" Seeing the destruction of the magic sword, Bai Qi's heart burst into flames. Although these magic swords are a bit low-level for Bai Qi, they are the testimony of Bai Qi's cultivation after all, and they are so ruined, how can they not make Bai Qi angry.

"Children are arrogant. Liu Neng's hands were closed, so that the three sticks were restored to their original state, and the sticks were pointed out. Because he had seen Bai Qi's physical strength before, this blow Liu Neng pointed at Bai Qi's throat very insidiously.

"Hmph!" Bai Qi snorted coldly and pulled out a high-grade magic weapon-level soft sword, and raised it with a backhand. It looks like he wants to use this sword to fight with Liu Neng's inferior treasure.

The soft sword and the black stick collided with each other, making a soft sound of gold and iron, and a spark flashed from where the two intersected. To everyone's surprise, Bai Qi's soft sword, which was only a top-grade magic weapon, was not smashed into pieces, but instead wrapped around a black stick and slashed towards Liu Neng's arm.

"Oh" blood splattered, and a wound several inches long appeared on Liu Neng's arm. Bai Qi's blow was really unexpected by Liu Neng, and by the time Liu Neng reacted, Bai Qi's soft sword had already slashed him.

"Good" Seeing this amazing blow, many monks watching the battle couldn't help but applaud.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and I saw Liu Neng pull the black stick regardless of the injury on his arm, and suddenly the black stick was broken into nine knots, and the short stick of the nine knots was connected by golden chains, like a nine-section whip. Then I saw Liu Neng's big hand shake, and he tied Bai Qi up in a sturdy knot at once.

"Go die" Liu Neng slapped Bai Qi's heart, his eyes full of bloodthirsty light.