Chapter four hundred and twentieth
With the flying fire meteor, the Pear Immortal Step dodged and finally got the opportunity. Zhaoming approached Zhang Ning and captured his right hand holding the sword, clamping it tightly, making it unable to move.
Zhang Ning has extraordinary cultivation, but his ability is mostly in swordsmanship and mental power. How can he compare with Zhaoming? At this time, he is caught by the other party and naturally knows the danger.
His expression tightened, but he was not panicked. He opened his right hand and flew out his long sword in his hand, passing a sword mark, and came to Zhaoming's back.
"It's just right!" Zhang Ning laughed loudly, with his hands backwards, and also grabbed Zhaoming's hands. When he saw a sharp light flashing in his eyes, a wave of mental shock wave attacked Zhaoming. At the same time, a large number of small swords of mental power appeared around him, locking Zhaoming's soul and killing him quickly.
This is a spiritual power created by the spiritual power of the Spirit Sword. The threshold is low, the difficulty of cultivation has been reduced a lot, and the same power is no longer the same level, which is much worse. But even so, it is still famous in the world of cultivation and is envied by countless monks.
The mental shock wave came like a rolling stone, and the mental sword came like a heavy rain.
Zhang Ning sneered and looked successful. He didn't know that Zhaoming's fire escape technique was unreliable at all, and he was worried that the other party would use the same trick again, so he came up with this plan to lure the enemy into depth.
The previous embarrassment was all pretending, and now the killer was released.
Zhao Ming said carelessly, but at this moment, the arrow was on the string and had to fire it. He immediately raised his true energy and shouted loudly. A powerful spiritual power seemed to surge into the sky as if the sea of anger surged into the sky, and the pressure covered all directions. One wave after another made many monks tremble all over, and even worse fell directly from the air.
The magical power activated is naturally the magical technique. At this moment, there are mental attacks around you, so Zhaoming doesn't know how to deal with it. He can only use the spear to attack the spear and use the mental attack to deal with the mental attack.
Although it hastily, it has miraculous effects. Zhang Ning only thought that the other party was a fire-swallowing demon and was careful of the flame magical power. He never thought that the other party's mental power attack was so powerful.
Even though he was good at such a close-range mental power, he was also lost in his mind and almost fainted.
The powerful mental power was like a heavy hammer, smashing all the surrounding small swords. Goodbye Zhaoming let go of Zhang Ning, turned around and punched the long sword attacking from behind.
After resolving many attacks, Zhang Ning's consciousness was still hazy and there was no movement. Zhaoming stretched out his left hand and directly grabbed his neck.
The flames in the left hand were blazing. Five flying fire meteors were found in the right hand, and then condensed the flowers of Taoist patterns, and slapped them directly at Zhang Ning's chest.
The power of this attack is all under the Cang Yan Tribulation. Not to mention an immortal clan, even the witch clan of the same realm may not be able to resist it.
With a palm slapping, the Flying Fire Meteor circled rapidly, and the Taoist flower released a terrible destructive force to circling rapidly under the traction of the Flying Fire Meteor.
The terrifying power of annihilation instantly crushed Zhang Ning's clothes. When he was about to die, he suddenly saw infinite golden light coming out from him, and a powerful impact force burst out to break away.
After the power of resolving was fixed, Zhang Ning had an extra golden armor on his body, wrapping his whole body, with extraordinary power and a solemn breath, as if the mountain collapsed.
"What kind of magical power is this? It's so terrible!" A monk asked in surprise. He had just come back to his senses from the effect of the divine art at this moment. It was also a blessing that the distance was far away. Otherwise, he would have become a member of the sea.
Naturally no one can answer this question, but I saw many people shook their heads: "I don't know, I have never heard of this kind of spiritual power. I thought the fire-swallowing demon was just powerful in flames, but I didn't expect that his mental power was so strong. Zhang Ning probably might not be his opponent."
"Sub-Sacred Spirit Soldier!" At this time, Sun Jiuyang's eyes lit up: "This Lord of the Heavenly Palace of the Stone God is really a disciple. He doesn't need his sub-Sacred Spirit Soldier, but he puts it on his disciple."
"Boy, find a way to catch him again. I'll take his treasure!"
While speaking, his eyes moved with the long sword that flew back after being knocked away, and he was obviously interested in this object.
"No need for you!" Zhaoming directly rejected: "None of you should take action in this battle today. I don't care how many people they come to, I'm enough."
"You...you...you...you stupid, you were brainwashed by Zhao Lei!" Sun Jiuyang stuttered and his eyebrows were pounding in anger.
Zhaoming shook his head: "I just want to confirm some things and see if there are many things I don't think I can do. In fact, it's not as difficult as I imagined. As long as I am determined, I will definitely do it."
He knew that he was influenced by Zhao Lei's words, but the reason for being affected was naturally because what the other party said was reasonable.
The emperor is not born destined, anyone can do it. He is like this, and so is Di Jun.
Even though he was not prepared at all, and even said that he was not interested, he could help Di Jun and push him to the throne of the emperor. With his ability and mind, I believe he would not be worse than others.
If this is the case, it will inevitably be an extremely difficult thing. What I have to do this time is to use this battle to hone my confidence and will, and tell myself that no matter how difficult the things are, I can do it.
"ah!"
At this time, a loud shout came from the opposite side. Zhang Ning woke up from the effect of the Rin Divine Art and held the flying sword in his hand and was extremely furious.
He thought that his mental power was unparalleled, but he didn't expect that he would suffer from mental power this time, so he was naturally furious.
The murderous aura was soaring, and he was about to take action again. But before he could move, he heard a burst of arrogant voices: "Zhang Ning, do you understand the rules? You are crossing the line."
Before he finished speaking, a man in a golden brocade robe suddenly appeared on the top of the Bugui Cliff. He had a phoenix eye, a white eyebrows of about a foot, and a red cinnabar-like birthmark between his eyebrows, which was so heroic.
"June Fang Mingjun! Why is it you here?" Zhang Ning frowned, but he was not afraid.
What Zhang Ning said immediately caused an uproar, and all the monks watching the battle whispered. This battle was really intriguing. It was originally Fang Minghai who made an appointment to fight the Fire-Swallowing Demon, but neither of them came before him.
But the monk looked like he was watching the show. Zhang Ning seemed to have suffered a great loss in Zhaoming's hands. At this time, Fang Mingjun arrived, and the battle might be even more exciting.
However, it also means it is more dangerous. Many monks rationally began to retreat further, fearing that they would be affected.
Zhaoming naturally heard the discussions around him, but he didn't care. No matter who the other party was or how many people came to him, as long as he was a monk in the same realm, he would have no reason to be afraid and fear today.
At this time, Fang Mingjun smiled faintly: "Our children of the Fang family are not dirty people, Minghai will naturally arrive soon. I just heard that you came here without following the rules, so I wanted to come and stop it first, but it seems that I don't need me."
At this time, Zhang Ning was in a mess, and even the sub-sacred spirit weapon given by his master was forced to use it out. On the contrary, Zhaoming ignored it at all, calmed down and judged the advantages and disadvantages.
After being ridiculed like this, Zhang Ning shouted angrily: "I don't care what your agreement is, he will ruin my reputation as a Shen Tian Palace. Since I have already started, today's battle belongs to me, so it's better for your Fang family to watch it."
"If you really want to take action again, you won't blame me anymore. I've wanted to try the legendary 36 Swords of Lingxi, and it seems that today is a great opportunity." Fang Mingjun sneered, with a sense of fighting in his eyes.
"Come on, whoever is afraid of whom!" Zhang Ning shouted loudly, and was really ready to take action.
"It's really lively. The Fire-Swallowing Demon is still there. It seems that I'm catching up!"
Another burst of laughter was heard, and a young man in black robe appeared on the battlefield. The man was disheveled, yellow and thin, with two three-inch long fangs on the corner of his mouth, and his face was ferocious. What was even more strange was that the man had two pupils in his eyes, which were extremely deep, as if he was about to suck his soul away.
Seeing this person, someone immediately exclaimed: "It is the double-eyed soul master of Jukuzhou, he actually came too."
"This guy is the second disciple of the Anti-Soul Ancestor and is extremely powerful. It is said that he fought with Zhang Ning some time ago and thought he had returned to Jukuazhou, but he didn't expect to come anyway."
As he was talking, a white light immediately came from the horizon, as if a rainbow was running through the sun, landing on the top of the Buck Cliff. The person came in a square head, a big ear, a silver thread, and wearing a white Taoist robe, looking quite calm. However, after he spoke, he looked joking: "It's interesting, so many people snatch a prey, I'm here to join in the fun."
"It's the Duobao Taoist from Jukuazhou. Why did he come?" Someone recognized the origin of this person and exclaimed in surprise.
"I heard that the Anti-Soul Ancestor always wanted to accept this person as his disciple, but he was rejected. Although he was a casual cultivator, his abilities were quite extraordinary, especially his cultivation level of refining weapons, which was even more comparable to ordinary people."
"Do you still have to think about it? He has always wanted to ask the Great Immortal Jingyuan to comprehend the demon-scanning mirror to refine weapons, but he was rejected repeatedly by the Great Immortal Jingyuan. It is natural that people from Jukuzhou are not able to snatch it. Now that this thing has fallen into the hands of the Fire-Swallowing Demon, he will naturally not let it go."
The double-eyed soul master looked at the Taoist Duobao and snorted coldly: "Why are you here!"
"Can I come and take a look?" Taoist Duobao smiled faintly.
The Master of Twin Pupils snorted coldly: "If you want to do something, don't care about my business, but I will come to take him on the orders of my master. You want to fight to find someone else."
"Do you want to fight me first? I said, he is my prey!" Zhang Ning said loudly.
Fang Mingjun shouted coldly: "This is our Fang family's business, no one can interfere today."
"You can try!" Zhang Ning's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the fire rushing into the sky. When he saw the flames rolling in again, he immediately turned around and condensed the sword energy to scatter the flames.
Fang Mingjun also kicked out, with four mysterious lights flashing and kicking the flames away. His movements were easy and casual, which shows that his cultivation was as extraordinary as the rumor.
The other people also displayed their magical powers, resolved them one after another, and then turned their eyes to the same direction.
After the flames, Zhaoming clenched his fists and looked up at the people and said loudly.
Chapter completed!