Lu Yi's opponent is indeed not weak. A flame spell failed to work. He immediately used several different spells in succession. His motivation was obvious, that was, Lu Yi's spiritual power was not as abundant as himself, and he mobilized the world.

The ability of spiritual power in the middle is definitely worse than that of himself. He intends to waste Lu Yi to death, so he continuously puts pressure without giving Lu Yi any chance to breathe. Moreover, he saw that Lu Yi is obviously not an ice-type cultivator, so he urged him

This ice magic weapon must be a lot of effort, and I am a real fire-type cultivator, one rises and the other falls. As long as the opponent has no other means, victory will belong to me sooner or later.

Seeing that the other party's magic attacks were rising and falling, Lu Yi didn't understand his thoughts. Lu Yi chuckled in his heart. It just so happened that he could take this opportunity to test how pure the water spirit power after re-cultivation was greater than before.

Yi relied entirely on his own water spirit power to stimulate the ice shield in his robe. Although the pitiful water spirit power did not last long and was consumed, Lu Yi understood that with his spiritual level, he could inspire the seventh-level top-grade magic treasure.

The power of his power is already extremely difficult, which is something that even ordinary early stage monks in the imperial spirit stage could not do. In this way, Lu Yi has great confidence in the lingering Yan he created.

Lu Yi clenched the whip with his left hand and made a fist with his right hand. Four thick vines suddenly appeared under his opponent's feet and wrapped them around his limbs. At the same time, a fireball from his opponent also smashed the ice shield outside Lu Yi's body.

"Crack!" The man used swords and swords to cut off the four vines, but Lu Yi's long whip had already attacked. Although he broke through Lu Yi's ice shield defense, Lu Yi

He didn't care about his magic attack at all, so he fought back a few times and launched a counterattack. Lu Yi kept dancing various whip flowers with one hand, playing the long whip like a dragon, attacking his opponent from various strange angles.

At the same time, it is supplemented with wood-type magic to create various obstacles for the opponent to prevent him from moving smoothly. The two weapons in the opponent's hands are exhausted from defense and can no longer launch an effective attack. The rhythm is gradually controlled by Lu Yi, and Lu Yi is also

He leaned towards his opponent bit by bit, and the long whip formed a circle, wrapping the opponent in the middle, and the circle became increasingly compressed, making the opponent's range of movement smaller and smaller.

When the man found that his range of movement was less than one meter in radius, he realized that he seemed to have fallen into Lu Yi's trap, but it was too late for him to expand his range of movement. Lu Yi's long whip had changed to more than ten

The long squadron tightly held the opponent's hand in circles, forming a wall like a iron wall. No matter how the opponent resisted, it would be impossible to break through the sword and the sword was put on the long whip. In the end, the man even gave up his force and used it.

The magic attempted to break through, but Lu Yi was even more miserable and narrowed the encirclement to less than three feet in front of him.

He had to turn on all his defenses and struggled to support him, hoping that Lu Yi would fail in his strength. Unfortunately, he was disappointed again. Lu Yi's physical strength was not as strong as he could imagine. After the long whip wrapped the man around,

Lu Yi began to urge the long whip to shrink. Under the powerful squeeze, the man's spiritual power was quickly consumed. The spiritual shield outside the body and the outer layer of protection generated by the magic weapon were broken one after another. Finally, Lu Yi's long whip would

The man was tied into "zongzi", which made him unable to move at all. He could only let Lu Yi slaughter him. In desperation, he had to admit defeat.

Lu Yi won this game without any ease. He had already used all the first method he expected. His martial arts and magic have been used to the extreme. His opponents are also practicing both physical and physical skills. It seems that he mainly practiced physical skills.

It was a martial arts skill. Lu Yi did not fight with the other party's physical body and did not know the other party's physical condition. I think it was much worse than himself. This was also the key to Lu Yi's final victory, and he wasted his opponent to death.

Lu Yi returned to his resting place to repair it in preparation for the second competition half a month later. Lu Yi consumed a lot of energy in this game. He estimated that it would take at least five days without using pills.

At this moment, in another venue, a bloody scene was taking place. A thin little man who seemed like a sick man corrected his "paw" as thin as a dead branch from his opponent - a figure

The plump female cultivator took out her chest, and in his palm, she was still holding the cultivator's lively heart that was still pounding, without any thought of pity. At this time, a cultivator in the middle stage of spiritual building had entered the field.

, with a serious look on his face, "You have won, why do you need human life? All of us are VIPs from Baojuzhai. You seem to be inappropriate in this way! This time, Zong is the only one who is the one who is here.

It was a mistake. Zong will report this matter and strictly supervise your behavior. I hope you will not make today's mistake again."

Although the man faced a mid-level spiritual-building cultivator, he had no intention of panic. His hand shook and threw the heart into his mouth, just in front of the mid-level spiritual-building cultivator of the sect surname.

The face was chewed with a creaking creaking, and swallowed a fresh heart into the belly in a few bites, allowing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth. When he turned around, he completely ignored the anger of the monk surnamed Zong, and slowly turned towards him.

Walking away. The monk surnamed Zong trembled with anger. He wanted to have an attack several times, but finally he endured it. He looked at the man who had already walked away, stomped his feet hard, and turned around and flew towards a stone house in the distance.

go.

Outsiders don't know about this incident, and the competition is still in full swing. Because the draw is random, it is possible to draw VIPs recruited by their family, so no one will reveal the situation of the opponent to others unless they are originally close friends.
Chapter completed!