Forty-seven. Phantom
Chen Hao shrank his pupils, stretched out his hand and pulled Zheng Hanxing over, retreated to the corner of the wall, and formed a magic seal with one hand to make the Kongyue sword appear in his hand. He stroked his backhand and broke the wall. At the same time, he whispered in a low voice: "The situation is not good, you go first, I'll block this person!"
The boy looked anxious and ran out of the house quickly, while responding with concern: "Be careful in everything. If you don't have the ability to fight, you should immediately withdraw and protect yourself!" [bsp; Chen Hao nodded solemnly, "I pay attention to it. Although I don't have any confidence in defeating the enemy, I can still protect myself."
He suddenly moved a few steps away, and a light whirlwind of snow-white light hit the attacking bronze pagoda. With a "pop" sound, sparks rustled down from the touching of the sword and the bronze pagoda.
I felt a great force coming from the sword, and my body was blown away heavily, hitting the wall, the wooden board exploded, and wood chips rose up.
Li Wushang's Taoist robe flew, his face changed, and he sneered: "You are not my unscrupulous junior brother. At least his blue magic sword will definitely not block my pagoda attack. He said! Who are you? What is your intention to sneak into Lingjiang Gate? And what is my junior brother now?"
Chen Hao was hit by the force just now and blood was surging. After a long time, he slowly got up. His clothes on his chest were torn to reveal his light silver skin inside. It was smooth and traceless, as if he had not been attacked once.
"Huh?" Li Wushang stared with his eyes wide and mocked, "I said no wonder I can take my blow. It turns out that you are a physical cultivator. I think you have spent so much hard work on your hard body, which is comparable to a magic weapon. But when you meet me today, all the efforts you have made before will be as futile as fishing for the moon in a well and will be ruined."
Chen Hao coughed a few times, stood with a sword, and sneered, "It's not that easy to know who I am. I have to think about whether I can kill it. I have to say it again. Your attack just now was not fierce enough, but it made me feel comfortable!"
"I'm so arrogant!" Li Wushang snorted angrily, "You can still laugh at this time, and you will cry and beg for mercy in a while!"
He shouted as lightning as thunder. The copper tower buzzed with the falling syllables. The bottom layer of puffs shot out a large number of stone thorns, growing in the wind, turning into a sharp cone more than two feet long and coming towards Chen Hao.
"What!" Chen Hao pointed his toes, and a green lotus was held under his body, lifting his body several feet high. The Kongyue Sword cut out sword energy on his head, and broke through the roof with a bang. Countless blue-gray tiles were shaken and fell to the ground and broken into pieces.
"I want to leave? Why not stay!" Li Wushang shouted lightly, and the bronze tower drew a long rainbow with a puff, and quickly came to Chen Hao's head. He drooped down ten thousand flames again and covered half of the sky, blocking Chen Hao's retreat heavily. Yellow lights brushed from the air, fighting against the sword energy released by the Kongyue Sword, making a series of dinging sounds, and the sword energy was defeated one after another.
This pagoda is probably not really loaded with the power of earth, fire, water and wind. Chen Hao moved back and forth between the gaps of flames in the air. He thought about the lightning and thought about the strategy to break the deadlock, but found that no matter how he did it, there was great risk.
Hide in the Buddha land again? Not to mention that Master Zangkong once warned him not to stay in the Buddha land for a long time, let alone the critical moment, and it is really not worth the loss to go in and consume the origin of the Buddha land space for no reason.
He opened his eyes wide and saw that there were more and more flames in the sky, and the gaps in it were rapidly shrinking and disappearing. Suddenly, a flame rubbed against his arm, and his clothes were burned through instantly, and a stinging burning sensation came. I think if it weren't for the faint silver halo of the third body of the Eight Treasure Golden Body - the Misilian Body, it would have been melted apart.
Chen Hao was impatient and wanted to use Kongyue sword energy to sweep the flames near the surroundings. Suddenly, he felt a cool feeling appearing in his eyebrows, and his mind was immersed. Then he found that the light white mark formed by the cremation of the karma was slightly shaken and twisted, turning into a small white dragon again, and quickly wandered along the surface of his body to the place where he was hit by the flames.
The little dragon opened its mouth slightly and swallowed the fierce flame. The body, which had been damaged and became a little dim, actually increased slightly.
His mind was shocked, and a joy appeared on his face, as if he had finally found a light of dawn from the darkness, which belonged to the flames. The level of karma fire was probably much higher than the one released by the copper tower in front of him. Only in this way could he swallow the flames in a weak state to make up for his own trauma.
As long as you don't touch the light layer of light wrapped in the main body of the copper tower, and the water element that has not yet been released, you may be afraid that the flame will only swallow and grow, and will not be severely damaged as before.
He felt a little calm in his heart. If things were expected, the hot flames covered in the sky would no longer be threatened by him, but he would still have to pretend to be in a difficult position, so as not to notice that Li Wushang would take another unknown method.
Chen Hao made up his mind and suddenly let out a muffled groan, as if he had suffered a serious injury. The green lotus under his feet was dim and his body slid from the sky, like a meteorite from outside the sky.
There was a loud "bang" sound, splashing dust all over the sky, and the hurricane stormed. Several doors and windows of the wooden house were creaked and broken in an instant, rotating and twisting in the air, disintegrating into wood chips all over the sky.
The wind was howling and dust was hazy. Chen Hao was in a big pit that was smashed out. He knelt on one knee, leaning on the snow-white Kongyue Sword in his hand, locking his eyebrows and closing his eyes, dancing black hair, and the silver-white halo around him flashed. The breath in his body was as undetectable as a gossip, but as unpredictable as a vast ocean.
"Bang bang" "Bang bang"
The sounds from the outside seemed to suddenly disappear, and only the sound of heartbeat in his chest could be felt. The faint white dragon shadow transformed by the karma fire wandered around him, swallowing all the flames that came from the air. The green lotus emitted light, disintegrating the whistling earth thorns, and the earth trembled endlessly. Someone in the distance felt the abnormality here, and a long roar came here, rushing towards him with lightning speed.
However, Chen Hao turned a deaf ear to all this, and his whole mind was immersed in the numerous illusions that emerged from Lingtaichung.
At this moment, the purple phantom leaning over was holding a mottled and worn ancient book in his hand. The material of the pages was extremely tough, and even if they could use Yuanli, they could not tear it apart. I don’t know where the author got it.
The pages of the book are gently turned, and the words are flashing on them, which contain mysterious truths. Often, when you look at them for the first time, you can think and gain something when you look at them again.
"Yin and Yang all things are hidden between the mutual generation of virtual and real, stealing the creation of the universe and the transformation of thousands of illusions, and then the heaven and earth can also deceive..."
When Chen Hao saw this sentence, his mind suddenly shook and returned to his body. He stood up with a slight sound. The hollow moon sword in his hand suddenly threw it into the air. After shaking away the flames, he suddenly turned into a Taoist Feng who was exactly the same as on the ground.
The Taoist stretched out his silver-white arms and slapped the bone spurs that were coming soon. A green lotus emitting a faint fluorescent light also turned around. Except for the disappearance of the Kongyue Sword, the figure and technique that this Taoist possessed was just as different from the original body.
"What?" Li Wushang exclaimed, half of his face was ferocious and flesh. The light emitted by the bronze pagoda made his body illuminate and dark, like a ghost crawling out of the abyss hell.
He knew that his younger brother Li Lanqiu had a strange technique that could change a person's appearance. If he practiced to great success, even a monk in Dancheng could not tell. Therefore, he had doubted the great change in nature before, but he had never seen such a magic weapon that could transform into something that was exactly the same as himself.
I just wanted to activate the pagoda to release the power of water and wind in the next few layers, but I heard a laugh from the air, "Senior Brother Li, why did you fight with others? It seems that the other party has some means to hurt you."
Li Wushang's face darkened. Instead of no joy in his eyes, he was filled with strong anger. He sneered: "Wu Jiuzhi, why should you hide your head and tail when you come? You are sarcastic! You are disabled and you can't stand others in your heart. Well, I wish everyone else was the same as you? Unfortunately, my master is Huoti. As long as I refine a furnace of muscle-growing and bone-growing pills for me, my face will be restored as before. How could I end up as miserable as you? I was injured by a true disciple of the Sword Sect seven years ago. The sword energy cut off the meridians and it is still unable to continue."
As soon as he finished speaking, an angry hum came from the air, a white cloud rose into disillusionment, and a tall and thin monk with a slightly hunched back appeared. He hung several crystal clear black bead chains on both hands and wrists, and an arc-shaped light blue short knife was suspended two feet away from his left shoulder.
He stepped on the void and walked down step by step. Looking at the two identical Chen Hao in the field, he asked in confusion: "Why are there two Junior Brother Feng here? Besides, don't you two wear the same pair of pants? How could you turn against each other and get fucked indoors?"
"Your dog eyes are blind!" Li Wushang sneered, "Look carefully, is this Junior Brother Feng? Where did that junior brother who didn't even condense the golden elixir come from such a magical technique? It can condense into a Dharma body with the same strength as the original body out of thin air? In my opinion, Junior Brother Feng is probably in danger!"
Chapter completed!