The person flying in the air was none other than Han Bin. Han Bin's eyes condensed and he was suspended in the air, looking at the person in front of him coldly. His consciousness spread out and enveloped everyone in an instant. When he found that all these monks were
After seeing the Golden Core Stage monks, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of whether the Nascent Soul Stage monks really came or not, he had not paid much attention to the group of monks in front of him.
After Zhang Ziqiang finished laughing, he saw Han Bin was silent and continued: "Boy, what benefits did those girls give you, so that you can come and die on your own initiative. Although your cultivation level is not high, you have such courage that even I can't
I admire you endlessly. Unfortunately, I am not interested in men. If you like old women, I can introduce them to you." After saying that, he laughed loudly.
Everyone thought about the old woman in these words with their toes, and knew that she was referring to Sun Yuejun.
Sun Yuejun's face darkened and she said angrily: "Zhang Ziqiang, if you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will kill you right now." There were sparks of anger in her eyes. If she hadn't been unable to defeat Zhang Ziqiang, she would have taken action long ago. Although the Five Sects Alliance
, reached a united front, Sun Yuejun would not kill Zhang Ziqiang, but it was inevitable to teach him a lesson. Unfortunately, her cultivation was insufficient, and she wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but she could never find a chance, so she could only talk about it.
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Zhang Ziqiang had long been tired of hearing this and said with a smile: "Junior sister Sun, you don't have to hate brother. I will satisfy you tonight so that you will never forget brother again."
Sun Yueran snorted coldly and said: "Huh! If you have the ability, don't talk about it. Let's compete with each other to see whose spell is more powerful?"
Zhang Ziqiang waved his hand and said: "Junior sister Sun, don't be anxious. If you want my brother so much, I will go find you after I kill this junior, haha!"
The two of them said something to each other, but they didn't pay attention to Han Bin at all, as if he didn't exist.
Han Bin didn't make a move. When the two of them finished talking, he said, "Are you done?"
This voice was extremely cold. After hearing this, Zhang Ziqiang couldn't help but be startled, and then said: "Why, do you want to die so quickly?"
Han Bin snorted coldly and said, "If you didn't have last words, you could die now."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Ziqiang was stunned again and did not understand the meaning of Han Bin's words at all. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Han Bin raised his right hand and laughed loudly: "Boy, I suggest you use the method."
Use the weapon! You may not be able to hurt me even if you use the magic weapon. If you don’t use the magic weapon, it would be meaningless for me to kill you." He raised his head and glanced at the sky, sighing secretly. There was a sense of vicissitudes in this sigh.
, as if a master is lonely.
Han Bin raised his right hand and saw a blue light suddenly emitting from his fingers and heading straight for Zhang Ziqiang.
Seeing the flying blue light, Zhang Ziqiang snorted in his heart, not taking it seriously at all, and then said: "The light of a grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon. I want you to see, no matter how powerful your spell is, you can't even think of hurting me."
." In his opinion, no matter how powerful the spells of the monks in the foundation-building stage are, they cannot compete with him, and the gap between cultivation levels is difficult to make up for with spells.
Thousands of feet away, except for Sun Yuejun, who looked angry, the other three people all had faint smiles on their lips.
The three of them secretly have a common hobby, which is betting, and the stakes for each bet are quite high.
Zhen Dongming squinted his eyes and said: "You two, let's take a bet on how long it will take Brother Ziqiang to kill him."
Hearing this, the other two people immediately became interested. Wang Tianbao didn't even think about it and said: "Do you still think about it? Within three breaths, Senior Brother Zhang will definitely be able to kill him. If my guess is right, that person
The junior can only cast this spell, and then Senior Brother Zhang will pierce his chest with an Overlord Divine Spear." When he said this, his hands were gesticulating with great skill, as if this scene had happened countless times and there was no need to go there.
think.
Lu Qixing frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "No, this fingering method is very special. Also, have you noticed that this blue light is very familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere." He thought for a long time, but he still didn't expect this.
I wondered what kind of spell blue light was, and finally thought I was wrong. After all, how could a low-level monk cast a powerful spell?
Thinking of this, Lu Qixing gave a very conservative figure and said: "With Senior Brother Zhang's character, it is impossible to kill him so quickly. At least a few breaths will be wasted. Well! At least six breaths or more!" After that,
Seeing that Zhen Dongming beside him had not spoken, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhen, how much breath do you think you have?"
Zhen Dongming laughed and said: "I think it takes half a stick of incense." He originally wanted to say that it would take up to four breaths, and his spiritual consciousness fell on the blue light, but he found that his spiritual consciousness was blocked from entering, and he was secretly surprised. Such a blockage
The spells that can be penetrated by spiritual consciousness either contain huge energy, or can only be sensed by the attacked person. If it can only be sensed by the attacked person, such spells are extremely abnormal.
Zhen Dongming has been practicing Taoism for so many years and has never seen such a spell. Although he was puzzled, he did not think that a low-level monk could practice such a perverted spell. He finally concluded that this spell was probably just superficial, but it had no meaning.
It was a real attack, together with some subtle illusions. At first glance, it seemed real. However, when the spell came to me, I realized that it was just an illusion without any attack power.
After the three of them finished speaking, they were about to tell their bets when Sun Yuejun, who had never participated in this kind of gambling, suddenly said: "Can I participate?"
Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help but be startled. Wang Tianbao smiled and said: "Junior sister Sun, what are you betting on?"
Sun Yuejun did not answer immediately, her eyes swept over Sun Zhang Ziqiang's proud face, and said coldly: "I bet he will die." She hated Zhang Ziqiang so much that she dreamed of him dying soon. Of course, this kind of
Death was not a real death, but a serious injury and a decline in cultivation. Although she did not think that the low-level monk could kill Zhang Ziqiang with that strange fingering technique, she felt angry in her heart. Even though she knew that this time
You will lose when you gamble, but you still want to do it.
The three of them were all smart people. In a blink of an eye, they understood why Sun Yuejun said such words. Wang Tianbao touched the beard on his chin, smiled slightly and said: "Okay, I will let you gamble this time. However, what does Junior Sister Sun want to come up with?"
Where's the bet?" As he spoke, he patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a red fruit, and said, "This is my bet, how about it?"
If Han Bin pays attention here, he will definitely recognize this fruit, which is the Fire Spirit Fruit he got some time ago. The size of this Fire Spirit Fruit is smaller than the one Han Bin got before. Even so, there is still something inside the fruit.
It exudes pure Yang energy. Such a fruit is a rare treasure in the entire Golden Crow Continent.
The three of them are all people who know the goods. When they saw the Huolingguodu, they took a deep breath one after another and said at the same time: "What a treasure."
Wang Tianbao smiled proudly, and then reminded: "I risked my life to get this thing. I will use it as a bet this time. What you bring out must not be too bad!"
Just when the four of them were betting on the battle between Han Bin and Zhang Ziqiang, the battle on Han Bin's side was in full swing.
Facing the flying blue light, Zhang Ziqiang suddenly raised his right hand, trying to catch the blue light in his hand and squeeze it to burst it. The moment he stretched out his hand to grab the blue light, he sensed that the blue light contained extremely powerful power, and his expression changed.
He immediately sank and quickly retreated. While retreating, he wanted to take out the magic weapon from the storage bag, but was unable to do so. He quickly gathered the Yang energy in his body and used it to display a Yang energy shield.
The Yang Shield contains huge energy, almost substantial. If you look carefully, you will find a trace of red flames on the shield. These flames contain astonishing high temperatures, reaching more than a thousand degrees. A shield of this strength
, even if used as an attack spell, it can kill monks below the Golden Core stage in an instant.
Zhang Ziqiang has already practiced this defensive spell to the level of proficiency. Even if he fights against the strong men in the Golden Core stage, very few strong men can break it. Even those monks who can break it still need several breaths to make it collapse. That's the case.
, Zhang Ziqiang has already thought clearly, as long as the shield can block more than three breaths, he will be able to free up time to launch the most powerful attack.
The blue light fell on the shield, and only a clanking sound was heard. The shield only shook slightly, and no cracks appeared.
Looking at the blue light again, although the size is reduced by one point, it is still impacting the shield in front of it.
Zhang Ziqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had just sensed the terrifying energy contained in the blue light. He thought this spell was so powerful! Unexpectedly, it only had this power. At this moment, he and Zhen Dongming had the same idea.
I also think that Han Bin's spell is just superficial, but has no real attack.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ziqiang held the spear in his hand tightly, and huge Yang energy was input into the interior of the spear. The originally silver spear suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the gun god buzzed, as if it was about to break away from Zhang Ziqiang's hand, and flew away from the sky.
Go away. Zhang Ziqiang took a deep breath, and then shouted, "Overlord..."
He only said the first half of the four words "Overlord's Divine Spear", but he swallowed the last two words alive.
Because, he saw a scene that was simply unbelievable.
The blue light hit the solar shield with all its strength, and with a snap sound, the shield collapsed and turned into little sparks, dissipating in the air. As for the blue light, its volume was reduced to half, and it continued to move forward unabated.
Zhang Ziqiang flew away and arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye. At this moment, Zhang Ziqiang
Ziqiang is attacking with no defense at all, and his whole body is exposed to the blue light attack. The most depressing thing is not here, but that Zhang Ziqiang's attack does not complete the spell at all. If it completes, he can use the Overlord Divine Spear to fight the blue light, but
It's not finished yet, why is he so resistant?
Seeing the flying blue light, Zhang Ziqiang froze in the air, with only one thought in his mind - this was definitely not an illusion.
At this moment, he already felt the threat of death.
Thousands of feet away, the four people who had just taken out their bets saw this scene and their eyes widened at the same time.
Zhen Dongming had the highest level of cultivation and realized the seriousness of the matter first. He concentrated his Yang energy in his throat and shouted loudly: "Brother Zhang, get away quickly..."
A shout echoed in the void where Han Bin was, and also woke up Zhang Ziqiang, who was stunned.
At this moment, Zhang Ziqiang wanted to finish casting the Overlord Divine Spear, but it was no longer possible. He forcibly cut off the spell in the middle of casting, and suddenly raised the spear in his hand to face it. The moment the spear tip touched the blue light, a huge energy flowed along it.
The gun body passed into his body, and his body trembled, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, blood dripped from his mouth, and he could no longer hold the spear. He only heard a clang and the spear flew out of his hand.
The volume of the blue light has become only the size of a grain of rice, but the energy contained in it cannot be underestimated. It is more than three times more powerful than the spiritual power finger used previously. The blue light flashed and flew straight into Zhang Ziqiang's body. His body was frozen in place.
In the air, the aura on the body became weaker and weaker, and eventually even the life force dissipated.
The dissipation of vitality proves that a person is dead. Zhang Ziqiang died under this blue light.