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Chapter 342 Rain of Fire Art in the Sky, Do You Still Like It? 【3/4,

Chapter 342: Sky-Fire Rain Technique, do you still like it? [3/4, please subscribe]

Author: Fei Le

Chapter 342: Sky-Fire Rain Technique, do you still like it? [34, please subscribe]

"One has a five-story foundation, two have a four-story foundation, and two have a three-story foundation!"

"Hehehe, this is my first time to fight against a strong person in the foundation building stage. I'm really looking forward to it!"

above mid-air

Wei Han not only remained calm in the face of the siege, but showed a hint of madness!

He practices hard on weekdays, isn't it just for times like today? So there is nothing to be afraid of, he should be excited.

"Here comes the sword!"

Wei Han raised his hand and made a move, and 365 seven-star flying swords suddenly flew out of the storage ring. The next moment, billions of sword lights appeared beside him.

"Whoosh!"

"Ding ding ding!"

They flew out suddenly, attacking like a rain of arrows from the stars.

Sometimes it changes unpredictably, sometimes it surrounds the body, and collides wildly with the flying swords controlled by several people on the opposite side. The flying swords collide with each other, making various sounds of gold and iron.

In the big formation, there are scenes of flying swords colliding everywhere!

Wei Han actually controlled the flying sword to fight against the five of them. Not only were they evenly matched, but he also relied on the power of his spiritual consciousness and star sword control to crush them.

Even though there were three monks in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment present, they could not help but be suppressed and looked aggrieved.

"Damn, how could he do this?" The female cultivator in aqua blue skirt gritted her teeth and exclaimed: "One person can control hundreds of flying swords, is he crazy?"

Others also looked confused!

The strongest among them can only control thirty-two flying swords.

A monk on the first level of Foundation Establishment can actually control 365 flying swords? How powerful is his spiritual consciousness? What kind of sword control skills does he practice?

"Luo Lan, you crazy woman!" the old monk with the goatee said in horror: "Where did you provoke the enemy? You wanted to drag us down even before you died. This time you really killed me!"

"Made, what a big loss!"

"Fellow Daoist Luo, what should we do now?" Others also looked panicked.

"What are you afraid of?" Luo Lan forced himself to calm down and scolded: "He controls many flying swords by himself, and the consumption of spiritual energy must be staggering. You, veteran foundation-building monks who have experienced hundreds of battles, are actually frightened by a young brat.

Isn't it ridiculous to scold him when he goes out? Keep fighting! As long as he is captured, don't you want to force him to find out his secret?"

As soon as these words came out!

Everyone's eyes became hot.

Wei Han definitely has a big secret, maybe he has an ancient inheritance. If he can be captured and interrogated, even if it doesn't work, searching for a soul or two will be of great benefit.

So they quickly gave up their thoughts of escaping!

The movements of casting spells and wielding swords also became more fierce, and even five people surrounded him from all directions, with the intention of crushing and killing Wei Han in one fell swoop.

Within the formation, there was another stormy sea!

Various flying swords collided, spells roared, and earth-shattering waves shook the formation. If Wei Han hadn't sealed off the surrounding area in advance, it would have attracted the attention of outsiders.

"Hahaha, that's it?"

"Are the five veteran foundation builders at this level?"

While Wei Han controlled three sets of black turtle mother shields to surround him for defense, he also controlled flying swords to fight with the opponent, without falling into any disadvantage.

This is just his normal state.

After some testing, he discovered that the old foundation building method was nothing more than that!

With his "Nine-Yang Divine Fire Technique", which is the pinnacle of cultivating the heavens, his spiritual energy is abundant and endless, and he can destroy the world and destroy the world with one strike. How can these useless people compare to it?

They actually want to use up all his spiritual energy? How ridiculous!

"When you're tired of playing, let's send you on your way!"

Wei Han's face was expressionless, and when he raised his hand, the sky and the earth roared.

Groups of purple fireballs appeared out of thin air in the sky. They emitted scorching light and burned the ground crazily, causing the entire mountain forest to spontaneously ignite.

"This? What kind of spell is this?" Luo Lan and others were frightened.

Just now, they thought that they were just on par with Wei Han, and that they could easily take him down as long as they used up all his spiritual energy.

Who knew this guy could cast such a terrifying spell instantly? What kind of spell is this?

"Fire Rain Technique, do you still like it?" Wei Han smiled half-heartedly. The next moment, the terrifying fireballs began to fall like crazy. Each one also dragged out a long tail, and the sound was so loud that it was scary.

It feels quite destructive.

Everyone was stunned!

What a shitty Fire Rain Technique? Are all your Fire Rain Techniques like fireballs?

"Oops!"

"careful!"

The five people were so scared that their faces turned pale.

Everyone subconsciously put up a defensive shield.

There were defensive shields one after another, and the flying boat was also pushed at the front.

"Boom!"

The terrifying fireball rain finally fell.

The five people were instantly surrounded by fireballs.

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the fireball exploded, and the temperature soared. They only felt waves of despair and panic, and they fell into passivity before they even had time to react.

The defensive shield quickly melted and exploded!

Each spaceship burned to ashes in an instant.

Various flying swords and spiritual weapons were turned into molten iron on the spot.

As for their defensive shield, they were also in danger. No matter how hard they crushed the talismans, they could only survive in the face of the endless rain of fireballs.

Once the defensive shield breaks, the next moment is their death!

"How could this happen?" The female cultivator in the blue skirt collapsed on the spot and screamed in despair: "Fellow Taoist, please spare my life, spare your life! We have no grudges, just some misunderstandings!"

"Yes, fellow Taoist, spare my life!"

"If you have anything to say, we are willing to apologize!"

Luo Lan and the others were also completely panicked!

Everyone was frightened and wanted to make Wei Han stop.

But how could he let these people who had seen his secret leave here alive? He still thought about using their corpses as corpse refining!

"Everyone, let's go without seeing you off!"

"You are too weak, be smarter in your next life!"

Wei Han raised his hand and pointed, and five flying swords came from all directions!

Amidst the desperate screams of the five people, the flying sword instantly shattered the defensive shield and pierced their foreheads in various ways.

"Puff puff!"

Blood flies between the swords.

The five people stared in disbelief with their eyes wide open.

In the end, the body fell to the ground like a rag bag.

"hehe!"

Wei Han smiled with satisfaction, dashed over and collected all the corpses.

These are all good materials for making corpses. He still has to take them back to be used as test subjects. How could they be wasted and thrown away in the mountains and forests?

As for the spiritual weapons on the five people, most of them have been destroyed!

After Wei Han rummaged around, he only found a few personal robes and twelve storage rings. Among them, Luo Lan, the old woman, had three of them. It seemed that there was a lot of money to be made in Farm No. A37.

A fight lasts only for a cup of tea!

In the face of Wei Han's foundation for building the way of heaven, ordinary monks are as fragile as chickens and dogs. If they are a little more serious, they will not be able to withstand it.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you fell down before I even had the pleasure!"

Wei Han shook his head helplessly!

After casually taking a few pictures of the Evil Killing Talisman to drive away the remaining souls of the five people.

He quickly put away his formation flag and used the Earth Escape Technique to disappear quickly.

Only the mess and black smoke of the battle were left on the ground, highlighting the intensity and horror of the battle just now.

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(End of chapter)


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