Volume 4 Chapter 7 The Thunderbolt
Although he escaped the catastrophe, the blue-robed Confucian was still shocked into a cold sweat.
Not far in front of the Ghost King Ding, a golden fist shadow flew out and flew towards the black sledgehammer.
With a loud sound like the clashing of gold and iron, the fist shadow collapsed, but the sledgehammer also changed direction and flew into the sky.
The aquatic figure flashed out near the Ghost King Ding, stretched out his hand, and the Ghost King Ding spun and turned into a fist-sized small Ding, flashed, and drilled into the sleeves of the aquatic body, and the Sky Swallowing Hu also turned into a white light and submerged into the aquatic body.
Dieyi dodged the first thunderbolt, but did not dodge the second thunderbolt, the electric light flashed and crackled all over her body, and her silver hair flew in all directions, and her clothes were scorched.
Fortunately, Dieyi is a Rakshasa woman with a strong physique, and if she were a Terran Yuanying Monk, this green thunder alone would be able to seriously injure her.
At this moment, Dieyi was even more angry, and with a coquettish sound, a ball of silver light flew out of her body, and the green thunder around her body dispersed, and the clothes on her body flew around like butterflies, her full chest and smooth body were suddenly exposed, and her transparent wings were fanned behind her, and her body was already a hundred feet away, flying towards the blue-robed Confucian Sheng.
The two slender jade hands made a move into the air, and the two crystal scimitars changed directions, one after the other, and slashed at the blue-robed Confucian again, with a mouth, a silver filament flew out of the mouth, and when it reached the air, it turned into a silver silk belt more than ten zhang long, like a silver long snake, winding towards the waist of the blue-robed Confucian Sheng.
"Jade Rakshasa ?"
The blue-robed Confucian exclaimed, then looked at Shui Sheng and asked, "Who are you, why are you pretending to be Xuanyuan Jing?"
"It's funny. I don't know Xuanyuan Jing at all, and I don't know what you're talking about?"
Shui Sheng beckoned the frog sword back into his hand. While secretly pouring true qi into the long sword, he said in a cold voice.
The blue-robed Confucian couldn't help but show a hint of doubt in his eyes. One by one, the green thunder flew out of the body, gathered under the feet, and quickly formed a small green thunder light lotus, boom, the thunder light dispersed, and the figure had reached seven or eight hundred zhang away, and avoided the silver silk belt and transparent double knife from the butterfly clothes sacrifice in time, and at the same time, he reached out to the black short-handled round hammer and the golden six-sided shuttle in the air. The two magic weapons suddenly rolled and flew towards the blue-robed Confucian Sheng.
As soon as the Cold Moon Wheel, which was fighting with the Golden Six-Shuttle Shuttle, was free, it suddenly spun and flew towards the water.
Seeing that Shui Sheng and Dieyi surrounded themselves in a horned manner, the blue-robed Confucian couldn't help but feel a trace of fear, and retreated.
This person still can't see through the mana of the aquatic life, and the sword moves of Fang Cai are extremely sharp, not to mention the Jindan stage monks, even most of the early Yuan Infant monks are probably difficult to do. As for Dieyi, although she has a delicate face and a hot body. But it is clearly not a Terran monk, but a legendary Jade Rakshasa that makes people want to see it but dare not see more.
"Since you're not Xuanyuan Jing, there's no need to say anything to you. Farewell!"
The blue-robed Confucian student's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, but his voice did not fall. Cyan electric snakes surged up in his body again, and the thunder flashed. A thunder light circle the size of a zhang was quickly born under his feet, and this magic circle was several times larger than the cyan light lotus just now. It seems that the blue-robed Confucian is going to take advantage of this light array to escape.
Unexpectedly, the sudden change occurred, and the wind suddenly howled on his side, and a black-armored strong man holding a giant axe appeared out of thin air dozens of feet behind him, and he slashed down with an axe, and the sharp axe shadow accompanied by a heavy cold force reached the top of his head in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the trembling Qingjiao Sword in Shui Sheng's hand flew out like lightning for the second time, with a soft buzzing sound, and from a distance of thousands of zhang, it suddenly arrived in front of the blue-robed Confucian Sheng.
The blue-robed Confucian student's face changed miserably, and he didn't have time to avoid it, he threw his right hand, and the black short-handled hammer in his hand flew out, facing the axe shadow, and the golden shuttle flying and hovering above his head hit the Qingjiao sword, but he didn't expect it, but he took a step slower, and the Qingjiao sword pierced into the chest of the blue-robed Confucian before Jin Shuo flew in, and passed through the chest.
Although the black short-handled hammer shattered the first axe shadow, it was too late to block the second axe shadow that was struck out by the fierce one.
Over there, the wings behind Dieyi spread, and between two or three flashes, the man's body was already a hundred feet, his slender hands were raised, and the two knives whistled and slashed left and right.
In the face of the joint attack of the three of them, the blue-robed Confucian let out an unwilling roar from his mouth, lifted the mana that had not yet dissipated, and slapped his palm on his heavenly spirit cover.
The electric snakes danced wildly all over his body, and his body swelled and contracted violently, as if it was about to explode.
Butterfly's pupils shrank, and she didn't dare to approach the blue-robed Confucian again, but instead flapped her wings hard and flew towards the sky. The fierce injury did not recover, and he also did not dare to step into the green thunder, and his figure retreated backwards.
With a bang, the body of the blue-robed Confucian was torn apart when the fierce axe shadow slashed, and a cyan electric snake as thick as a fist rushed out of the body, instantly turning into a thunder sea within a range of acres, and the two crystal scimitars that rushed into the thunder sea jumped and danced for a while, buzzing, and at the same time, a blinding white light the size of a skull rushed out from the thunder sea, and it was two thousand zhang away in a flash.
"It's not so easy to destroy the magic weapon of this seat and want to escape?"
A cold light flashed in Shui Sheng's eyes, the gold and silver light in his palm flickered, and the silver bow and golden arrow appeared in his hand, bending the bow and arrow, shooting at the blue-robed Confucian Yuan Ying who had escaped.
A golden light flew out of the aquatic hand and streaked across the sky, catching up with the dazzling white light like lightning, and then a scream was heard, and the white light exploded.
Dieyi stretched out his hand and patted his chest, secretly glad for a while, if he had pounced on this blue-robed Confucian student earlier, he might have been injured under the thunder and lightning, put away the two scimitars and looked at them carefully, his face suddenly became a little difficult to see, the two scimitars actually had a lot of fine cracks under the thunder and lightning.
Shui Sheng secretly rejoiced that this man was powerful and powerful with thunder attributes, and he had been following behind him, if he wanted to kill himself directly, under the sneak attack, he was afraid that he would have been seriously injured, but unfortunately this person did not seem to have any intention of killing himself, but wanted to capture himself alive, thinking of the words before this person blew himself up, he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.
Could it be that this disaster was caused by his constantly changing appearance in Guangling City? But listening to the name of "Xuanyuan Jing", it seems that he is a woman, when did he pretend to be a woman?
At this moment, an earth-shattering loud noise was heard in the distance.
"Thunderbolt!" muttered to himself as Aquatic Creatures' complexion changed.
This is the second time that this kind of earth-shattering noise has sounded, and it seems to be the same as the black ball that the Qi brothers detonated outside Guangling City that day, and Shui Sheng later found two other black balls the size of walnuts from one of the storage bags of the Qi brothers.
Even if the Infant Monk is accidentally hit by a thunderbolt, he will inevitably be seriously injured and even killed. This thing only needs the cultivation of the Jindan period to be stimulated, and it can be said that it is the best choice for the Jindan period monks to fight against the Yuanying monks. Of course, the value of this thing is not very high, just one can be sold for 800,000 spirit stones, and the vast majority of Jindan monks can only sigh in the face of this thing.
Cui Tianjun and Jiao Xun held this thing in their hands, no wonder they dared to fight the idea of themselves and these two "Jindan Period" monks at will.
However, having this thing in the Jindan period is not equivalent to being able to kill the Yuanying monk, the huge gap in the realm is there, the divine consciousness and mana of the Yuandan-stage monk are much higher than the Jindan monk, if it is in a state of mutual hostility, it is not enough to wait for the Jindan period monk to sacrifice this thing, and it has been easily killed by the Yuanying monk with great magical powers.
Shui Sheng stretched out his hand, and the Qingjiao Sword galloped from a distance, jumped on the flying sword, whispered a few words to Dieyi and Aolie, and then walked towards the sound.
A cloud of black light erupted from Aolie's body, and he disappeared in the air, following the aquatic life.
Dieyi flapped her wings and flew to the side of the small black hammer that was suspended in the air after losing her master, and after a careful inspection, she found nothing strange, rolled her eyes, caught it in her hand, and then flew towards the six-shuttle golden shuttle.
Although the Yaksha clan is not good at refining magic weapons, it does not mean that they cannot use magic weapons. On the waist of the butterfly clothes, there are now two storage bags donated by the aquatic life. As for the large-capacity storage magic weapons such as storage bracelets and storage rings used by high-level monks in the Six Brahmanic Realms, it is not easy to refine, and they are worth a lot of money, and even monks above the realm of the Transformation Stage have not seen a single one, and with the status of Butterfly Yi in the clan, it is naturally difficult to obtain.
The figures of Cui Tianjun and Jiao Xun have long disappeared, and in the sky above the sea area of a thousand zhang, several magic weapon fragments are quietly suspended in the air, and the flames are crackling and burning.
The man in the golden armor looked embarrassed, covered with scars, and the golden armor was full of cracks, and he couldn't use it anymore, and even the long red stick in his hand was broken. Fortunately, the Suzaku Ring has not been damaged because it is far away.
The blue light flashed in the air, and the dragon seal roared again, smashing down on the top of the man's head, and the man threw half of the long stick in his hand into the air, and the long stick flew and crashed into the dragon seal.
This person didn't expect that Cui Tianjun and Jiao Xun both had thunderbolt protection in their hands.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Cui Tianjun was so angry that he rushed towards the golden-armored man, detonated a thunderbolt, and even blew up the golden-armored man's body, seriously injuring the golden-armored man.
The most bizarre thing is that this seal that has lost its owner can still launch attacks again and again with full spirituality, although the power is getting weaker, but it is also annoying.
The aquatic figure flashed from a distance, seeing everything in front of him clearly, his mind moved, and the cold moon wheel above his head roared towards the golden-armored man, and when he reached fifty or sixty feet in front of the man, it had already turned into the size of a wheel wheel, and a cold and piercing chill followed.
End of this chapter, to be continued. (To be continued......)