Chapter five hundred and eighty sixth easy retreat
Following the words of Chengdan monk named Xiao, Xiao Songting hurriedly raised his hand, and a shield flashing with huge aura appeared in front of him. In a flash, he protected his body tightly.
Seeing that the other party was so cautious, Qin Fengming couldn't help but smile and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, this time Wei will not use the flying needle weapon again. If you have any means, you can use it with all your strength."
Seeing what the monk across from him said, the old man surnamed Xiao was secretly furious. Once upon a time, a monk at the top of the Foundation Establishment was frightened to the point of being intimidated by a mid-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.
But seeing that the other party neither activated the spiritual shield nor used any spiritual weapon, I couldn't help but feel surprised. I didn't know what the other party meant by this move. For a moment, I didn't know how to move and stopped on the spot.
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At this time, there were no more competitions on other high platforms. Even if there were clan members who wanted to challenge, they had stopped. Thousands of monks were all concentrating, watching closely the two people competing on the high platform in front of them.
Everyone was very curious about the monk named Wei who was in the middle stage of foundation building.
Obviously knowing that there is a secret treasure in the Double Snake Valley, Honghu Island still dares to challenge it. It seems that Honghu Island is sure to win. No one will miss this kind of battle between two tigers.
Even the old monsters who turned into infants on the high platform were watching the arena attentively, not missing anything.
Seeing that the other party was no longer using his spiritual weapon to attack, Qin Fengming was also stunned. After a second thought, he understood what the other party was thinking. He couldn't help but smile and said with a smile: "Since Fellow Daoist Xiao asked Wei to take action first, you're welcome."
As his voice fell, he waved his hands continuously, and immediately, each spiritual weapon was sacrificed by him in the air. After everyone watching the battle carefully, they found that there were ten spiritual weapons, and above these ten spiritual weapons
There are plenty of spiritual weapons, and they are undoubtedly top-notch spiritual weapons.
Sacrificing ten top-level spiritual weapons at one time is absolutely unique among low-level monks fighting.
No matter how powerful these spiritual weapons are, they have to be driven with all their strength by spiritual consciousness, which is not something ordinary foundation-building monks can do.
Judging from the conventional judgment in the world of cultivating immortals, if you are a monk in the Qi Gathering Stage, you can generally flexibly drive two to three magic weapons. If you have more than one, you will be focusing on one thing and not the other. The magic power of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage is greatly increased, and their spiritual consciousness is not comparable to that of the Qi Gathering Stage monks, but other
It can only drive five or six spiritual weapons, and no more than eight at most.
Of course, spiritual weapons such as the Nine-Sword Chain Blade are not included in this list, because when controlling it, you only need to control the mother blade, and the other nine-handled blades will naturally be flexible and obedient.
At this time, they saw the monk surnamed Wei sacrificing ten top-level spiritual weapons at once, and all of them were extremely flexible. The thousands of low-level monks on the scene were all stunned, staring, and could not speak for a long time.
Just when Xiao Songting was shocked, Qin Fengming no longer hesitated. With a movement of his mind, ten top-level spiritual weapons carried huge pressure and slashed towards the shield in front of the monk surnamed Xiao.
"Bang~"
With a deafening sound of impact, the spiritual weapon shield in front of Xiao Songting exploded, and pieces fell onto the stone platform one after another.
Qin Fengming's several spiritual weapons, three of which were specially re-refined by him, have been dripped with the mysterious liquid. Although the level has not exceeded the limit of spiritual weapons, their power is higher than that of top-level spiritual weapons.
Not too small.
Mixed in among the spiritual weapons, even the old monster transformed into an infant would find it difficult to detect anything strange.
As the shield of the spiritual weapon shattered, Xiao Songting finally came to his senses. At this moment, he regretted that he had not taken advantage of the other party's hesitation to activate his own secret technique. Now, even if he sacrificed his spiritual weapon again, he could not resist it.
The attack of the opponent's ten top-level spiritual weapons.
As he retreated sharply, he immediately shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Wei, stop it, Xiao has admitted defeat."
With a slight smile, Qin Fengming waved his hand and put the ten top-level spiritual weapons into his sleeves. He cupped his fists at the monk surnamed Xiao opposite him and said with a chuckle:
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I accept the concession."
This time, he took action after a lot of thinking. No matter whether the other party had the powerful spiritual weapon that Xiao Qinghao mentioned, under the shock of his ten spiritual weapons, it would be difficult for the other party to do anything. What happened next, but
It confirmed his idea.
Seeing the monk surnamed Xiao return in defeat, a stern middle-aged monk wearing a black robe sitting on one side chuckled and said coldly: "Huh, just ten spiritual weapons, I made my fellow Taoist bow his head and admit defeat.
It seems that the Xiao family doesn’t have any powerful methods.”
Hearing the ridicule of the middle-aged monk in black robes, the monk surnamed Xiao was angry, but he did not refute.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, I wonder which one of you and me will come out to compete with the monk surnamed Wei?"
Another monk sitting on one side spoke immediately at this time, and there was no difference in his words. It seemed that he didn't pay much attention to the monk standing on the field.
"Since you, Shuang Snake Valley, paid a huge price for me to come here, and if you don't move your hands and feet, you can't bear to pay those few pills, I will let Huang come on stage to teach that boy surnamed Wei a lesson."
The middle-aged man in black shirt smiled coldly, paused briefly, and then said gloomily.
Regarding what the monk surnamed Huang said, the monk surnamed Xiao who was sitting upright did not change much. He still said politely: "Xiao is here to wish fellow Taoist Huang a good start and success is imminent."
When the middle-aged man in black heard this, he just snorted softly and did not speak again. With a movement of his body, he flew up and arrived at the competition ground.
"Hmph, the boy surnamed Wei opposite, if you take the initiative to admit defeat, Huang will let you go. If you want to reach out, Huang can't guarantee that you can leave the ring safely."
Qin Fengming looked intently and saw a middle-aged man in his forties standing opposite him. At first glance, this man seemed quite decent, but upon closer inspection, he immediately realized that this man had a...
There was a cold aura. Qin Fengming was stunned when he heard the words of the monk opposite. In front of so many powerful people, the monk opposite dared to say such words. He did not take the Xiao clan seriously.
Just when Qin Fengming was about to retort, a voice came into his ears: "Fellow Taoist Wei, don't be afraid. This person is just a disciple of the Red Devil boy and a disciple of Lord Evil Spirit. What methods can he use?"
, you can cast it, I will decide everything for you."
Upon hearing this, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly changed, and he already understood the origin of the person in front of him.
It turns out that when I first came to Shengyou Island, I met an old man in red clothes with an evil face and became an elixir. I heard from the Xiao clan’s disciples that he was a red demon master, and his master was named the evil spirit master. I never thought that in front of me,
The domineering middle-aged monk named Huang is his disciple.
It seems like birds of a feather flock together, master and apprentice are all of the same kind.
Qin Fengming would not pay attention to the threats from the monk surnamed Huang. As long as the Lord Evil Spirit did not come forward in person, or if he encountered the Red Devil Master, he could not defeat him, but he was still somewhat sure about escaping.
"Fellow Daoist Huang's tone is quite serious, so Mr. Wei asked for advice to see what kind of means Daoist Daoist has to dare to say such arrogant words."
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