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Chapter 73 Decisive Battle (3)

However, after many years of warming up, the old man with black spots was not so easy to collect. When he saw the black spirit beads shaking slightly, he immediately bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood light flashed and disappeared into the spirit beads. The black light cover outside his body stopped twisting, and the thickness of the shield increased a little.

Seeing this, Gu Ze's expression remained unchanged. He seemed to have known that the other party would use his essence and blood to stabilize the magic weapon. He raised his hand and made several magic techniques at the golden pagoda. He saw the seven-layer pagoda floating above the black spotted old man, spinning drippingly. The yellow light waves shining from the base towards the bottom immediately shining brightly, turning into circles of golden halos, landing towards the black spotted old man.

When dozens of golden halos covered the black-spotted old man's body, these halos began to fly backwards and flew towards the seventh-level Linglong Pagoda.

In just a few breaths, a black spirit bead was surrounded by a golden halo in the terrified gaze of the old man with black spots, and slowly flew upwards, and the shield outside his body disappeared.

"Good opportunity, Sword Ring Technique!"

Li Daoyuan's eyes lit up. Almost as the light shield of the black spotted old man's body protection disappeared, he suddenly pinched the sword technique and pointed forward. He saw four dragon swords surrounding the black spotted old man's body, which immediately swirled and flew quickly, turning into a white halo that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye, and spinning towards the black spotted old man in it.

The old man with black spots looked horrified and did not forget to activate the spiritual energy in his body, and unfolded a layer of spiritual energy shield to wrap himself in it.

But just as the black spiritual energy appeared on his body and was not unfolded, a dazzling white halo was already wrapped around his waist and continued to shrink toward the middle. The light flashed and turned into a bracelet-sized halo. It rotated slightly in his body, and then ejected and turned into a seven-foot flying sword, trembling violently throughout his body.

"this……,"

The old man with black spots looked down at himself, and before he could say a word, his two half of his bodies fell to the ground at the same time. He, a cultivator in the Jade Liquid Realm, even his natal soul in his body would escape and escape, and was cut off by Li Daoyuan halfway under the sword.

"Good sword technique, I didn't expect Senior Brother Li's flying sword technique to be so powerful," Yu Qi stood aside with his eyes wide open, and shouted in surprise.

Seeing this, Gu Ze turned his head and looked at Li Daoyuan. He originally thought that even if he had collected the black-spotted old man's natal magic weapon, Li Daoyuan and others would take a long time to kill the other party while he was hiding his true strength.

He didn't expect that a cultivator in the Jade Li Realm would die so cowardly. At the same time, he was very curious about the sword technique that Li Daoyuan had just used. In his memory, he had never heard of such exquisite sword technique among the people of the Lieyang Sect.

This technique seems to be created by a body protection light shield specifically for monks. If Li Daoyuan was a cultivator in the Jade Liquid Realm and used such swordsmanship, most monks would have difficulty resisting it. The more Gu Ze thought about it, the more he felt that this disciple of Lieyang Sect was not simple.

Li Daoyuan recruited the trembling Aolong Sword from the gray and white mist. Activating the sword ring technique is not only a challenge to the caster, but also a test of the flexibility of the flying sword itself. If it is not done well, it will break on the spot and break into four or five sections. Fortunately, the Aolong Sword is not low, so Li Daoyuan is not very experienced, he withstood the backlash of the sword ring technique.

However, now I want to activate the Aolong Sword to fight the enemy, but I have to wait for a long time. Li Daoyuan inserted the flying Aolong Sword into the sword sheath and smiled bitterly at the people beside me: "The enemy is in front of me, and I have no way to use this kind of inexperienced sword technique. The next other evil cultivator will have to worry about the hard work of the senior brothers. I can only assist one or two on the side."

"Thank you, Junior Brother Li, for avenging me for the blood sea. Even if I try my best to do my life, I will still make some trouble for another evil cultivator."

Before Zhang Ping finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped his chest. With a "bang", he spewed out a large ball of bright red blood towards the two flying axes of Ziwu. His face suddenly turned pale, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed to the magic weapon in front of him to shoot out several inspiration lights.

Two Ziwu flying axes collided with each other in the air, making a crisp and pleasant sound, and then they transformed into two, two, and four, and in a blink of an eye, dozens of Wu flying axes with cold light shining everywhere, and flew towards the tiger-headed man upwards with a fierce momentum.

Seeing that Senior Brother Zhang had already started to fight his life, a red light flashed between his eyebrows, and a red sword light of about one foot long flew out of it.

This was the way his master left him to save his life. When he went down the mountain, he told him that only when he encountered a dangerous life situation could he urge the sword light to defend the enemy. Although he was safe in the silver-white light column now, he still activated this life-saving magical power without hesitation.

The red sword light flashed in the air and flew into Yu Qi's natal magic weapon. A red light burst out from the flying sword. With a "swoosh", the flying sword with a sharp light in the middle of the two pointed and lit upwards at a speed.

"Junior Brother Li, the Xiaotan Light Technique you used a few months ago is the most suitable for dealing with these ghosts. Why not let me see the power of Buddhist magic again!"

After Gu Ze took back the seventh-layer Linglong Pagoda, he did not activate this magic weapon. Instead, he shook the array flag in his hand, turning the gray-white mist into a giant python, wrapping it around the tiger-headed man in the sky. At the same time, he turned his head and smiled at Li Daoyuan who was about to perform the light ball technique.

Li Daoyuan was stunned when he heard this, and he actually forgot about this technique, but strangely, the other party seemed to know the Buddhist Xiaotan Guang technique better than him.

At this moment, Li Daoyuan didn't think much about it. He reached out and took out a small piece of white finger bone from his arms, threw it forward, then raised his hand and pinched his finger bones and made a ball of inspiration.

A dazzling five-colored sandalwood light suddenly flashed out from the surface of the finger bones, turning into a huge circle of rays like stone mills, and flew out of the silver white light shield.

The ghosts that were attacking the light column violently, had just been illuminated by the five-colored sandalwood light, and they all calmed down one after another, no longer making ghosts and howls. The figure turned into a burst of blue smoke in the five-colored light and disappeared.

Seeing this, the crazy ghosts around him suddenly rushed into the five-colored sandalwood light like moths flying into the fire, and all turned into faint white shadows and floated towards the sky. After a while, they completely disappeared from the air.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Li Daoyuan didn't know if he had an hallucination, and a sound that made people feel comfortable came into his mind from nowhere.

"Senior Jiujiao, have you heard any sound?"
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