Chapter 88 of The Story of Qianshan, Volume 1 of the Ten Generations of Leaders: Do Not Look Directly When Jiang Feng pounced on Mo Qiuquan like a hungry wolf, blue light had already appeared on Mo Qiuquan's body, with more than one layer, and it did not look like an extraordinary transparent water cover.
, emerged and gathered in the void, covering his entire body airtightly. This extremely fast release speed could not be achieved by using the magic talisman. His dark red robes were beating fiercely, and his hands were
It didn't move at all, but two lightning bolts of different thicknesses flew out from the robe.
One of them was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, like a giant crack on the ice in deep winter, twisting and turning, rushing towards Jiang Feng like a flying dragon entering the sea, while the other lightning was much smaller in scale and faster.
Three minutes slower, it gradually formed into a ball of cold light in the air, dragging its long tail that shook the air, and flew towards Dou Jinqiu. Ever since Jiang Feng and the two were attacked by blood claws, Mo Qiuquan had been observing in the dark.
According to his opinion, Dou Jinqiu's threat is much smaller, but it should be resolved early to avoid variables.
The lightning was so impatient that Jiang Feng had nowhere to dodge. In a hurry, he could only use the Water Shield Talisman to deal with it. Regardless of the consumption of spiritual power, he used a giant wooden barrier and enveloped his whole body in green light. He could not hide or retreat, and all his remaining spiritual power was used up.
Infused into the Lan Yan sword, the sword shines brightly and points directly at Mo Qiuquan, striving to achieve success with one blow.
Jiang Chengzi was not idle either. After simply judging that the enemy might have the strength of the first stage of the earth level and using all the defensive shields on his body, he decisively gave up using the bubble cage. Knowing that his strength was low, he hurriedly grabbed a handful of magic talismans.
Fortunately, there are two first-level flame armor talismans among them, which can be used to protect against lightning splashing on the body. Although the talisman is of poor quality, it is a fire-type shield and has a certain resistance bonus to metal-type lightning damage.
At this moment, it was best to protect himself, reduce interference to Jiang Feng, and harass the other party at the same time. He quickly moved to a distance, hid behind the broken carriage, and commanded Song Weiduo to blast Mo Qiuquan with brute force, and after swallowing the ghost
After the remains of the black-robed monk and many ghosts, Song Weiduo has returned to the earth level. Although the demon puppet that cannot use any skills is not the same as Mo Qiuquan, it is the strongest in his own camp on paper.
Strong combat power.
Dou Jinqiu did not expect that Jiang Feng would take action at the first disagreement. He wanted to stop the peace talks but it was already too late. However, he knew that with the reputation of the Changning Chamber of Commerce, it would be difficult to do this.
The lightning ball was flying towards him, and he quickly rolled over. There was already a mottled leather glove in his hand. The glove was stained red like blood, but it only had one right hand. He hurriedly put it on and swiped his index finger in the air.
, a large, fiery red round shield appeared in front of him in an instant. The thunder ball flew past Dou Jinqiu's original position, drew an arc in the air again, and aimed at him again, becoming smaller and more intense.
concise.
Dou Jinqiu narrowed his eyes and remembered the "Hundred-Refined Tornado Thunder" that he had heard of before. The longer the thunderball flew before hitting the opponent, the more concentrated it became, until it merged into a thumb-sized thunderball, which was indestructible.
, presumably the one in front of him must have this kind of skill. He did not dare to hesitate, waved the flame buckler, and faced the thunderball that could actually be avoided, but had a tendency to condense.
Pop
The sound of the thunderball hitting the flame buckler was not clear. In the middle of the buckler, an almost completely transparent, foot-wide hole suddenly appeared. If you had not looked carefully, you would not have discovered that there was still a weak trace of flame around the hole.
If Dou Jinqiu had not heard of this skill before, if he delayed it any longer, his flame buckler would not be able to resist the thunderball whose power was gradually concentrated in one point.
However, his life was not easy. The impact of the thunderball made him retreat more than three feet. The gold-buckled musk ox leather boots under his feet were dragged on the ground and were already scrapped. His body seemed to be dragging half a mountain.
, so heavy that I can’t extricate myself.
Although Lan Yan's sword cut through Mo Qiuquan's cloak, and even penetrated the opponent's mysterious shield due to the [Breaking Seal] skill, hitting the leather sleeveless soft armor that seemed to be a second-level protective weapon, but
But failed to continue to move forward and make achievements. At the same time, thick lightning containing countless power fell straight on Jiang Feng, who had little protection, and there was a harsh sound.
With the explosion, he didn't even have time to detonate the giant wooden barrier, because the soul was constantly trembling out of control, as if it was about to leave the body.
The Lan Yan in his hand trembled and let out a painful cry. Thunder and lightning are metal damage, which is slightly restrained by metal weapons. The [Cold Poison] carried by Lan Yan failed because it failed to cut through the skin. [A vertical blow]
They were all blocked. The opponent had the strength of the first level of the earth level and was almost on par with Tuoba Tu. The only difference was that there was no Yu Xiaozheng coming to the rescue with a "big-name" treasure at this time.
The hair on his head burst out, partially burnt, and his whole body was disheveled. Ever since Jiang Feng awakened, he had never been so embarrassed. More importantly, half of his body was paralyzed, which made him unable to dodge thunderstorms the next few times.
Rolling, speed is greatly affected.
"Master Jiang, do you want to kill me and silence me? Today, I will show you our strength! I, Mo Qiuquan, can be ranked among the eight guardians of the spirit cage. I am not in vain!"
Mo Qiuquan used threats with an earth-level aura, and his voice penetrated the surrounding areas. He raised his right hand to the sky, and in the shaking air, lightning flashed, and in a moment, they gathered on his powerful arms, and there was a silver piece on his wrist.
The colored ring-shaped magic weapon seems to be able to strengthen and accelerate the concentration of this lightning power. The spiritual energy in the vicinity is mobilized, stirring crazily like a whirlwind, rising upwards, and gathering between the thunderclouds shining with a domineering aura.
The entire official road was already illuminated by the bright light, as if it were daytime. Businessmen from all over the country who were traveling at night felt that there was a battle here, and for fear of being affected, they stopped their carriages and horses far away early and retreated quickly to both sides.
Some people who cherished their lives abandoned their luggage and ran wildly into the dense forest.
[Intermediate Awakening], using the White Jade Flying Needle to stimulate the recovery of spiritual power. Thoughts were flying, Jiang Feng knew that he could not retreat. Even if he could use the aura finger-pulling [Shadow Flash] to escape and ascend to the sky, the world was so big that he was not
Where can a casual cultivator, with the mission and ties of the Asayama Sect, go?
Today is a matter of life and death.
Taking advantage of the brief gap when Mo Qiuquan gathered thunderclouds, Song Weiduo rushed forward and grabbed Mo Qiuquan, just like he did to the ghost monk before. He was slightly taller than the opponent, and he was about to bite him head-on with his big mouth.
However, Mo Qiuquan's left hand suddenly thickened and swelled, and the huge force brought with it billowing thunder. Pieces of flesh and blood on Song Weiduo's body exploded, evaporating suffocating black smoke. His closed arms were brutally opened, and lightning flashed
It flashed around him like a dragon and a snake, making crackling and explosive sounds. Song Weiduo clenched his teeth and soon collapsed on the ground like a piece of tattered clothes. Then he was kicked away and rolled unconscious.
Unconscious.
"Go away, you loser! Today I will let you taste the dominance of my endless lightning technique!"
Mo Qiuquan glanced at Jiang Feng with a look that seemed to be filled with pity, grinned and said, "Don't worry, Master Jiang, I won't kill you so quickly. I still need you to help us control the Qianshan Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the thundercloud he raised in his hand quickly rose into the air, flying higher and higher. It was as bright as the sun on a cloudless day at noon, completely covering up the light of the bright moon tonight. The ball of light was getting bigger and bigger, and inside
There is a flawless blue lightning rolling, and it won't take long for the energy in the thunder ball to destroy everything here.
That light cannot be looked directly into!
Dou Jinqiu looked at the thunderclouds emerging in the sky with a look of shock. The heavy pressure was like the dense clouds before a huge storm, but more rough and violent. He felt a palpitation in his heart. His short white hair stood on end and his red gloves
He tightened his grip and put away the flame buckler, and his whole body gradually lit up with golden light. The light was fine and dense, like short thorns standing up. If you observe carefully, there are countless fine thorns on top of the short thorns.
Born on it, they intertwined and penetrated each other, like layers of barriers, protecting Dou Jinqiu within it. However, this golden "tortoise shell"-like shield also restricted his movements. He could only move around as a mortal.
At the same speed, he moved slowly towards Mo Qiuquan, hoping to destroy the continuous release of "Endless Thunder Technique" before Jiang Feng died.
Something must be done!
Jiang Feng reluctantly sacrificed
A second-level water shield talisman makes the spiritual power in the body even more empty.
The pill for replenishing qi and nourishing blood was hastily kneaded into a ball and swallowed into the stomach without even chewing. Although it was a low-level potion for restoring spiritual power, when this pill entered the abdomen, it seemed as if a fierce fire was lit and poured into the limbs.
Bai Gu, right now, he doesn't care about minor injuries or poisons. The first wave of ferocious spiritual power released is what he needs most!
The turquoise necklace shone with a faint red light and appeared on Jiang Feng's neck. He didn't even have time to buckle the chain properly before he hurriedly felt the residual dharma phase of the "silver feather iron stone arrow" that could be seen outside the purple gold gourd dharma phase.
.
Silver feather arrow!
This special skill that can concentrate the power in one place to defeat the enemy seems to be his only choice at the moment. A faint silver light is slowly condensing in the palm of his hand.
boom!
A silvery-white or almost golden chain lightning struck Jiang Feng's side, causing the entire ground to shake. Above the sky, countless thick lightning bolts, like silver snakes dancing wildly, were coming through the sky, just like the end of the world.
Mo Qiuquan's endless thunder technique has taken shape and begun to be released!
He floated in the air, letting the violent thunder fall on the ground around him. A cluster of thunder was hitting Dou Jinqiu, who was hiding in the turtle shell with golden light. A loud explosion-like sound came from the ground, and a large pit of two feet was formed on the ground.
Inside, grains of sand and gravel melted, and the hot red light was like glass.
However, Dou Jinqiu unexpectedly climbed up like a snail, and the golden light shield was only a little lighter. This skill was indeed an excellent turtle shell. In his red eyes that were slightly cloudy due to the loss of spiritual power,
It reflected the thunderstorms falling from the sky like meteorites falling from the sky.
Crack!
A thick bolt of lightning hit Jiang Feng, and the fragile paper-like water shield talisman burst, reducing the power of the lightning by only 10%, and the rest was splashed on Jiang Feng. His beard and hair, which were already as dry as weeds, were all burned.
As a result, the robes on his body, together with the first-order magic weapon Tianlimen robe that had been modified by Jiang Feng to conceal its origin, exploded together and turned into flying fragments, without any protection at all.
The skin and flesh on his body were cracked everywhere, like cracked pond mud on the surface of a dry pond. Before the blood could flow out, it had already been evaporated into invisible smoke, leaving only a bit of fishy smell. His left hand was directly exploded, along with half of it.
The arms flew together to another deep pit in the distance that had just been struck by lightning.
Ho!
Jiang Feng gasped for air, feeling the heart-burning heat in his lungs. He used his last bit of strength to throw out the silver-feathered arrow that had just condensed 90% in his right hand.
Whoosh!
The silver feather arrow was extremely fast and its target was extremely small. Mo Qiuquan, who originally approached to pick up Jiang Feng's corpse and save his life, had no time to defend or dodge. He could only do it in a very short period of time.
, turning the body sideways, hoping to avoid vital points.
puff!
The silver feather arrow did not come out of Mo Qiuquan's dantian as expected. It only hit his left palm, forming a circular hole the size of a thumb. Then it flew towards the jungle, and countless thick wood broke in response.
, until the horizon.
Is there no chance now?
An idea ignited in Jiang Feng's mind. His left eye was also seriously injured, and he could hardly see his surroundings. In a daze, he could only see Mo Qiuquan, getting closer and closer.
The spiritual power of Mo Qiuquan's left hand gathered, and traces of flesh and blood slowly squirmed, intending to restore the injury. For the demon clan, this was not too difficult, but when he saw the edge of the wound, it was blocked by an invisible force, and the healing was not possible.
Smooth, seems to take a long time to recover.
There was a burst of unquenchable anger in his heart. If the nameless skill just hit him, it would probably kill him. His right hand was half-clasped like an eagle's talon, and invisible strength surged, like handling useless garbage.
, he suddenly pulled Jiang Feng up, and pieces of dried flesh and blood spattered away, and he looked at it as if he were looking at a dying person:
"I suddenly changed my mind. It would be a good idea to change someone to be the leader."