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Nan Qiuning tried her best to calm down. No matter what, she couldn't get into trouble now.
"Little girl, are you scared?" Wu Hechang squeezed out a charming smile on his wrinkled face, and his fingertips suddenly made a harsh sound in this extremely quiet environment.
Nan Qiu Ning's pupils shrank, and she quickly dodged away. It was not obvious just now, but now Wu Hechang knew that her level of strength seemed to have been completely released. The pressure belonging to the golden elixir monk made her feel shocked and her movements changed. It was a lot slower and stiffer.
"Stab¡ª¡ª"
The place where she was just now was blasted away by a thunder, creating a pit two fists deep.
Nan Qiuning has never felt that her heartbeat can beat so fast. This is not comparable to the competition in the sect competition.
She knew that monks would be on the verge of death at any time during their cultivation, but she had never experienced it for so long, but now, she felt it.
The suffocating feeling of dying at any time.
Nan Qiuning took a deep breath, and the thunder and lightning in Wu Hechang's palm suddenly pounced like an agile leopard.
The Lingshui Sword struck straight at the thunder and lightning, splitting it in half and dissipating it completely. Nan Qiuning had no time to be happy, because Wu Hechang had almost rushed in front of her with new thunder and lightning.
The Lingshui Sword turned abruptly in the air and reluctantly caught it, but Nan Qiuning was still forced by this force to take several steps back.
"Can't you stand it anymore?" Wu Hechang was completely aroused. He couldn't wait to see this genius who was so powerful in the sect kneeling at his feet and begging for mercy.
Nan Qiu Ning narrowed her eyes. Fortunately, she brought the armor she won in the sect competition with her. She could still rely on this armor to neutralize this person's attack, otherwise she would have been injured by now. .
Wu Hechang is actually not good at close combat. He was just a little dizzy with excitement just now. Now that he has calmed down a little, he still keeps a certain distance.
You must know that his purpose is to play with this little genius, not to be injured by this little genius.
But Nan Qiuning can't do it. Most of her powerful moves now have to be close to the enemy to be used to their full potential. The opponent's realm is much higher than hers, but they still maintain a favorable distance to the enemy. Her sword energy is basically He couldn't hurt the opponent at all, so he could only dodge in embarrassment.
"As long as you beg me properly, how about I let you die happily?" Wu Hechang's sarcastic words penetrated into her ears little by little. Nan Qiuning frowned and ignored her. She also had a seal with Master Three If the talisman was really taken out, Wu Hechang would definitely be defeated and killed by the three moves of a Mahayana stager.
But she didn¡¯t want to take it out yet.
Her master had just given it to her not long ago, and the other party was only a monk in the middle stage of the golden elixir. If she used it now, even if she won, she wouldn't be happy.
What's more, she hasn't used the fourth level of her most powerful "Ice Sword Technique" yet.
If you can find a flaw
right here!
Nan Qiuning felt that she had entered a realm she had never entered before. Everything around her disappeared, leaving only her, Wu Hechang, and Wu Hechang's magic that could fall at any time.
She could clearly see Wu Hechang's every move, and could even slowly guess his next move from his tiny movements.
To a certain extent, Wu Hechang is much more confident than her. He has always refused to use her killing moves just because he wanted to see her more embarrassing and funny side. Of course, he also has the capital to have such confidence, but at the same time, he This also gave Nan Qiuning a chance to breathe, and even allowed her to accumulate experience in finding Wu Hechang's flaws.
Wu Hechang looked at the increasing number of wounds on Nan Qiuning's body and nodded with satisfaction. Although he could not see the ugly appearance of this proud woman lying at his feet begging for mercy, but now she looked like a bereaved dog hiding in hiding. That's enough.
He originally had the four spiritual roots of metal, wood, fire, and earth. Unexpectedly, during his cultivation, he realized thunder and lightning through the golden spiritual roots. From then on, he soared to the sky and reached his current state and achievements.
The power of thunder and lightning is indeed huge. This time it is not a small thunder ball. Five buckets of thunder and lightning fell from the sky towards Nan Qiuning. Even if Nan Qiuning wanted to avoid it, she would not know which direction to run away.
it's over.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Hechang's mouth, and then his eyes widened in disbelief, because Nan Qiuning's spirit water sword broke through a lightning pillar with a roar and headed straight towards the door unstoppably.??
will die!
An alarm bell rang in Wu Hechang's heart. It was different from the previous moves. This sword had obviously exceeded the strength of a foundation-building monk, and even ordinary golden elixir monks would not have such power.
Wu Hechang's expression changed and he was about to run away. The moment Nan Qiuning caught him and ran away, she was already at his side.
"Bang!" Nan Qiuning's sword still fell on his shoulder. Wu Hechang's electricity suddenly started to rise, accompanied by sparks. The ground around him also began to loosen. It was clear at a glance that he had used many kinds of spells in desperation. .
Nan Qiuning didn¡¯t care so much. She brought the fourth move of "Ice Sword Technique" to its extreme. Even the Lingshui Sword began to have cracks because it could not withstand such a powerful move.
All the moves became vulnerable to this powerful blow. Wu Hechang was so shocked that he took several steps back.
Want to run?
no way!
Nan Qiuning's momentum and coercion were no better than before, and the power under his sword became stronger and stronger. Wu Hechang couldn't run away even if he wanted to. Nan Qiuning's speed was too fast. He reluctantly took a few moves. He was beaten to the point of collapse.
Under such circumstances, Nan Qiuning made a breakthrough.
He desperately felt the little girl he was playing with just now. The sword in her hand could no longer bear it and broke into pieces, but the sharp blade pierced straight into his heart. To take his life.
"Boom!"
Wu Hechang squeezed the Lingshui Sword with his flaming hand, let out a muffled grunt, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He did not dare to delay any longer, and took advantage of Nan Qiuning who had just broken through the realm and was still unstable and seriously injured, to quickly Run for your life.
Nan Qiuning is indeed what Wu Hechang thought. She has a lot of injuries on her body, and she is still unable to fully grasp the power of the surge just after she broke through.
Seeing that Wu Hechang was about to run away, Nan Qiuning's increasingly larger wounds were gently torn, and her movements unconsciously slowed down a bit.
"Meow!" Nan Qiuning thought Wu Hechang was going to run away this time, but suddenly a little black cat jumped out and jumped on Wu Hechang dexterously. It showed its pointed little nails mercilessly and pointed at Nan Qiuning. The wound left by Qiu Ning was a claw.
"Ah!!!" Beitang Changfeng certainly didn't scratch his claws painlessly. He had gathered all the spiritual energy in this body on these nails, not to mention that he had just found a Corrosive Grass. Smeared on paws.
Corrosive grass is a poisonous weed that will quickly corrode flesh and blood when it touches a wound. Although Wu Hechang, the golden elixir monk, will not die, it will be okay to distract him and make his movements slower.
"Damn it!" Wu Hechang quickly covered his chest with spiritual energy to prevent the spread of poison, and was about to catch the little black cat with one hand.
How could Beitang Changfeng let his hand roll to the side with a flick of his tail.
Wu Hechang had the upper hand and had to run away. Now he was plotted against by a first-order civet that he had never taken seriously before. In his rage, he forgot that he was running for his life and turned around to catch the civet.
"Um¡¡"
Wu Hechang's eyes widened. He slowly lowered his head. His chest had been penetrated by a sword. The sword had reached its limit and completely shattered into several pieces. It dissipated with his slowly falling body. . (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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