The white-faced swordsman's previous display of combat prowess was enough to compete with the fourth-level Golden Core monks; while Zhou Haitian was only from a second-class sect and had only been at the second-level Golden Core for more than forty years, so he had no reputation.
But at this time, Zhou Haitian took out two magic weapons of bamboo whips and attacked forward and backward without fear of death. He controlled the gap between the two whips and used two magical powers.
One is the "Fire of Burning Void", the Yang Fire magical power that has been passed down for a long time by the Zizai Sect. This fire is not good at forging physical objects such as gold, wood, iron, stone, and protective magic weapons. However, if the opponent's evil spirit is impure, it can easily be This Yang fire circulates the Qi and burns the body.
Another kind of magical power seems a bit weird and mysterious. Smoke and dust are flying when the long sleeves are dancing. I don't know what kind of mystery it hides.
It stands to reason that although Zhou Haitian's offensive was proactive, it was far from the level that posed a threat to the White-Faced Swordsman. The White-Faced Swordsman only had to use speed to control speed and use changes to change, and he might not be able to win this game within ten breaths.
But at this time, the white-faced swordsman seemed unwilling to let Zhou Haitian get close. Regardless of the bamboo whip magic weapon or the fireball smoke, the white-faced swordsman used the sword escape method to avoid it. Even if one or two burning fireballs occasionally bullied him, he could get closer. He picked them up with his extremely pure sword light and gently pushed them away.
Zhou Haitian thought to himself that his actions were clear and there were no flaws. He didn't know why his opponent was so alert, and he felt a little anxious.
He fought for a few more breaths. As the positions of the two sides continued to change, Zhou Haitian's eyes suddenly lit up. He took a deep breath and released all the elixirs in his body. However, he saw thick smoke billowing like snow and thunder. The world is filled with heaven.
As long as the elixir of the golden elixir cultivator is higher, the purer the evil spirit will be. For any monk who can break through the "Knowledge and Stop" level of the first level of the golden elixir, the purity of the evil spirit will be as pure as frost and snow, without a trace of impurities.
But Zhou Haitian's evil spirit filled the sky, and it was like burning wet vegetation, with billowing black smoke rising from the ground. In the smoke, many translucent sand grains could be vaguely mixed in, adding a lot of evil and foul smell.
This kind of elixir energy is extremely evil and turbid, and it is obvious that there is no way forward.
After passing the level of "Knowing and Stopping", it is as if one has only half a foot to become the real person of the Yuanying. The reason behind these people abandoning the path of the Yuanying in order to cultivate a magical power is thought-provoking.
Regardless of the cause and effect between this elixir and the severance of the path, it must have extraordinary power, which is a conclusion that can be easily drawn.
If he were in the endless wilderness, the white-faced swordsman would not be entangled with this evil spirit. He would just use his sword to avoid it from a distance. But at the moment, the small space inside the formation gate is only two or three miles, and the position is blocked by Zhou Haitian. , all places that can be escaped are sealed.
The white-faced swordsman did not hesitate, and rolled up a sword light all over his body, like an exquisite and clear jade shell that wrapped his whole body. He activated his sword escape again and turned it into a straight line, trying to pass through the black evil.
The white-faced swordsman's sword escape technique can be said to be as fast as lightning, and he is as swaying as an immortal. What's even more rare is that there is a free and easy, traceless charm in the plainness. The previous wrapping up has made him blameless, and all practitioners admire him.
But now that he had added a layer of protection to his sword escape, he could see the speed slowing down when he got into the black smoke. His speed was almost as slow as that of a spiritual monk.
Seeing that the white-faced swordsman was finally trapped, Zhou Haitian felt a little calmer. He raised his sleeves and waved, only to see colorful talismans and thunder beads being thrown towards the white-faced swordsman.
But I saw streaks of lightning blooming like green lotuses, and the swirling fire energy was like splashing ink, completely reflecting the two or three miles of the small world in an instant. The clear light was like practice, the fire energy was boiling, and accompanied by a harsh roar, it completely enveloped the white-faced swordsman. .
The white-faced swordsman did not panic, and just used his long sword. A trace of light at the tip of the sword suddenly enlarged and turned into a transparent spherical light shield about ten feet in diameter, protecting himself within it.
Although the lightning flames were raging, they were firmly protected by the sphere.
Zhou Haitian's face condensed, and the talismans in his hand were scattered like paper money. There were probably more than five or six hundred of them. However, under the scorching thunder and fire, the white-faced swordsman's light shield neither increased nor decreased.
Even if it is smaller, the luster like blisters remains unchanged.
This attack and defense is like refining gold in a blazing fire, and you can see its true nature.
Zhou Haitian's face was a little ugly. With so many high-grade talismans, no matter how brilliant the opponent's magical powers were, their magic power was always limited. Not to mention defeating the enemy, he could not even consume a few points from the opponent, which was really unbelievable.
He gritted his teeth and knocked out all the hundreds of talismans he had left on his body.
Gui Wujiu could see clearly that the spherical light mask of the White-faced Swordsman was not a direct confrontation with Dansha manifested, but a very miraculous change hidden inside. Inside and outside the light ball, there was one yin and one yang;
Between the conflict and the increase, one disappears and the other rises.
This magical power was originally based on the principle of yin and yang. The aura coming from the outside was not actually blocked by the light ball with brute force, but was shattered into thousands of tiny forces that penetrated the light ball and along the "membrane"
After circulating for half a circle, it came out through the wall again.
Therefore, Zhou Haitian's offensive seemed to be huge, but in fact he used Zi's spear to attack Zi's shield, and used the spherical mask as a lever to completely neutralize it.
As long as the intensity of the incoming force does not exceed the limit of this "leverage", even if the bombardment continues for three days and three nights, it will be useless.
Sure enough, the last hundred or so talismans still failed.
Zhou Haitian froze for a moment and sighed. Is he really unable to avoid this step?
After taking a few breaths, I saw him straighten his slightly rickety body. He shouted loudly, his face and muscles were all ferocious, and his eyes showed a crazy will to die. As soon as he jumped up, he rushed towards the mask of light transformed by the white-faced swordsman.
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Except for a ball of black mist that was one hundred feet in size that enveloped the white-faced swordsman, the rest of the black evil energy was absorbed into Zhou Haitian's body.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Haitian was already in front of the white-faced swordsman.
Then, there was the sound of crackling muscles and bones, and the strange sight of Dan Qi surging together.
Gui Wujiu and the eight fourth-level monks in the remaining formation gates immediately realized that Zhou Haitian was going to self-destruct the golden elixir!
Gui Wujiu's doubts suddenly arose in his mind. The second level golden elixir monk exploded his golden elixir. The power was terrifying, but it may not be as powerful as the "Four Life and Death" move of the fourth level monk. The white-faced swordsman already had the power of the fourth level golden elixir monk.
In terms of strength, Zhou Haitian's request for a jade and a stone may be a bit reluctant.
The white-faced swordsman's eyelids twitched, and the long sword flowed into a circle. The emptiness was inside, the reality was outside, and a pure emptiness flowed. This was the method he used when he took over Wang Muba's "Four Life and Death".
However, Gui Wujiu had a vague feeling that things would not be that simple. When the white-faced swordsman faced Zhou Haitian, who was far inferior to him in terms of merit, he tried to avoid him at every turn. Naturally, his aim was not without purpose.
Sure enough, when Zhou Haitian approached the white-faced swordsman, the white-faced swordsman made an unexpected move.
He jumped into the circle formed by the long sword, and then the entire figure seemed to disappear out of thin air. The circle actually seemed like an entrance to another world.
A tenth of an instant later, Zhou Haitian's body burst into flames, a sound that was hundreds of times stronger than the "self-explosion golden elixir" known to ordinary people!
Ps: This chapter is a short chapter. I have been feeling dizzy and headache in the past week. Anyway, regardless of whether it is good or bad, I will make up for it in the future. The total number of updates in April will still be maintained at 150,000 words. Just treat it as less first and then more.