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Chapter four hundred and ninety seventh spell caster

Jiang Jiumei's long sword is the most treasure of Xuanjing Sect. The sword is engraved with light-based magic runes. As long as you use true energy, you can naturally release powerful light-based magic.

If this magic is released to half of the elf beast, it will definitely have an unexpected and wonderful effect. However, this scribe is indeed a person with great ability, and he will dissolve the power of the magic into invisible with his hands. The power of this kind of strength is definitely not comparable to that of the extreme realm.

At the same time, the scholar stretched out his other hand and bounced towards the long sword that Ni Yinghong stabbed.

His eyes were so great that he could see that Ni Yinghong's martial arts cultivation was extremely low at a glance. On the contrary, Jiang Jiumei had the ultimate cultivation, which made him look up high.

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the sword, his heart suddenly tightened because he sensed a wisp of force that threatened him. Without thinking, his fingers shrank back like lightning, and at the same time, his eyes suddenly released with fierce and fierce aura.

He wanted to crush the other party with his powerful aura that surpassed the extreme realm, and let the woman who dared to do something to him and challenge his dignity be scared.

However, the next moment, he suddenly saw that Ni Yinghong's eyes lit up. The spiritual power he released failed to have any impact on her, and the sword still stabbed without any pause.

The scribe was shocked, and even felt a powerful backlash ability. His eyes trembled, and his spiritual will was as strong as Mount Tai, and he endured the backlash power.

But at this moment of hesitation, a sword light flashed in Ni Yinghong's hand, and a chill had already invaded his body.

The scribe's body trembled slightly, and he immediately focused his attention on Ni Yinghong. At this time, he suddenly realized that although this woman's martial arts realm was not worth mentioning, her spiritual power was so powerful that he could not sigh.

This coldness is actually a skill contained in the long sword, but the power of the skill triggered by Ni Yinghong with such strong spiritual power is much stronger than that of Jiang Jiumei.

The scribe was caught off guard and was frozen for a moment.

At this moment, Jiang Jiumei, who had been hiding behind Ni Yinghong and seemed to be able to release her skills, floated and came to the scribe like lightning. The long sword flew and stabbed his throat mercilessly.

This sword condensed the strength of her body. The sword light flashed quickly and fiercely, showing her martial arts cultivation to the fullest.

Such a harsh hand, as if there was a deep hatred between them, made Feng Yiyuan and others scared the onlookers and the others so much that they were chilling all over.

The scribe snorted angrily, and it was so angry that it was extremely angry. In the upper realm, there were differences between a spell caster and a martial artist. The so-called spell caster is a strong man with extremely powerful spiritual power and constantly releasing various magics. As the name suggests, a martial artist is a strong man who cultivates the true energy of the physical body and competes with the spell caster with his strong physical fitness.

He made a mistake in his judgment, but although he found out that something was wrong at this moment, he was unable to get rid of the predicament for a while.

Seeing the sword stabbed, the sharp sword light made goose bumps appear on his throat.

The magic weapon, the woman is holding not only skill equipment, but also a magic weapon!

If he was directly stabbed into the vital point by this magic weapon, even he would not dare to say that he could escape unstoppably.

In a critical moment, the strong man's energy and spirit instantly increased to the extreme, and his power burst out at this moment.

"boom……"

An extremely powerful force suddenly exploded from his dantian. The force was so powerful that he instantly broke free from all the constraints.

He raised his arm and immediately pulled out a folding fan and stood up in front of him.

"bite!"

Jiang Jiumei's long sword was slapped on the folding fan, and the powerful magic weapon had not cut off the folding fan.

Magic weapon, this folding fan, is actually a magic weapon, and it is also a kind of Qimen weapons. If it is based on value, it is definitely not under Jiang Jiumei's long sword.

The scholar blocked the sword and felt a hint of chill in his heart. But he didn't really take it to heart, just thinking that it was his carelessness. However, just when his body moved slightly and wanted to let go of his identity and take the initiative to attack, he saw Ni Yinghong stretch out his delicate jade hand and swaying towards him.

Suddenly, the airflow around him changed strangely, as if small vortexes were formed, and each vortex instantly transformed into a wind blade, and hundreds of wind blades flew towards him with a terrifying whistling sound.

Spellcaster!

The scribe's face changed drastically, and he finally confirmed that he had indeed met a spellcaster.

Even in the upper realm, the number of spell casters is extremely rare, because spiritual power talent is much less rare than physical talent, and once the spiritual power is achieved, it is definitely a place of being the same level as the pride. Therefore, spell casters are far more popular than martial artists.

However, this is the lower realm, and it is a place where the spiritual power of heaven and earth is far inferior to that of the upper realm.

Here, even if the caster has strong spiritual power, the magic power that can be caused is very limited, and it cannot even compete with the same-level cultivator. Therefore, among many lower realms, it is basically difficult to produce qualified casters.

Different environments create different practitioners, no matter where they are placed, there is no doubt.

A huge question mark appeared in the scribe's heart.

In this world, how could someone cultivate spiritual power to such a terrifying level?

Feeling the whistling wind blade, his body flashed, and the folding fan in his hand attacked in a series of ways, blocking or dodging the wind blade one by one.

However, at this moment, Jiang Jiumei rubbed her body up again. When the sword light in her hand flashed, there was a strong light coming.

The scholar's heart was shocked. Jiang Jiumei's long sword was nothing, but the light-type skills and techniques that kept flashing made him quite afraid. At this moment, the light on Jiang Jiumei's sword was vaguely visible, but it did not release the attack. It was like a beast ready to go, which was the most headache-inducing moment before it actually pounced out.

He moved his body while waving his folding fan.

Ni Yinghong stood firm, released the ice-type skills with the long sword in his hand, and continued to release the wind-type magic he was good at. The two complement each other and doubled their power.

Of course, if she was the only one, the scholar could approach her even if he was injured. However, in front of her, there was Jiang Jiumei. This girl was as strong as fire, but she had extremely outstanding combat talent. The long sword played an incredible magical role in her hands, especially the light-based skills that could be released from the sword at any time, which was even more a headache.

Both sides flashed and they actually became entangled in this small area.

Feng Yiyuan and others in the distance were dumbfounded. They would never have thought that this ending would be.

In their imagination, once this scholar takes action, it will definitely be a situation where no one can compete with each other. Even if Ouyang Ming can summon two spiritual beasts from afar, he will most likely fall into the hands of the scholar first.

However, no one expected that Ouyang Ming did not even show up. With the joint efforts of the two women, he had already competed with the scholar.

Feng Yiyuan and Xiao Hualing looked at each other and saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes.

Why did this world suddenly become unintelligible?

However, how did they know that with the help of Ouyang Ming, Ni Yinghong directly raised her spiritual power to the limit of this world, and walked with the birds, sensing the power in the wind, which gave her a new look in control of wind-type magic.

In addition, the skill equipment with Wu Han's condensation ability as the sample, as well as the skill magic weapons of the Xuan Jing Sect, can greatly improve the strength of the two of them.

It is precisely because of various reasons that they can let go of the battle when facing the scribes without losing.

However, the power of equipment was not achieved by one's own cultivation. At the beginning of the war between the two sides, the scholars fought steadily and resolved the infinite murderous intent of the two women. When he gained a foothold and became familiar with the routines of the two women, he was completely relieved.

Although Ni Yinghong's wind-type magic is unpredictable, the ice-type magic in her hand is always no different from Jiang Jiumei's light-type skills. After mastering the rules, it is not worth fearing.

After a while of fighting, the scribe sneered and suddenly said, "Two juniors, hand over the things!"

The folding fan in his hand shook a few times, and strangely swung the long sword in Jiang Jiumei's hand. Jiang Jiumei shouted lightly and immediately activated the light-type magic on the sword, but the scholar was ready. He opened the folding fan in his hand, and the fan of the magic weapon blocked all the magic spells. The fan suddenly pushed forward, and it hit the sword like a scattered sea of ​​slams.

Jiang Jiumei snorted lightly and flew back. When she retreated, a trace of blood was faintly overflowing from the tiger's mouth.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ni Yinghong released the frozen skill again.

However, the scholar who had prepared himself turned around and avoided the cold in a strange and unimaginable way.

It is extremely difficult to be able to avoid the attacks of magic with one's own speed and prediction ability. But what Ni Yinghong controls is skilled equipment, and the skill power on it cannot be mastered easily, so he found the flaws and avoided them all.

Just as Ni Yinghong's face changed drastically and wanted to release his own wind-type spell, he saw the scribe's figure flashing and was already pounced towards him.

The timing was just right, and even if Jiang Jiumei wanted to support her, she was caught off guard.

Ni Yinghong smiled bitterly, it turned out that the power of his sisters was not enough to compete with the real strong man.

She closed her eyes, but at this moment, a dog barking suddenly sounded in her ears.
Chapter completed!
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