Beast

For Qi refining monks, within the scope covered by their spiritual consciousness, they can manipulate magic weapons and magic weapons to attack.

However, the farther the distance, the weaker the manipulation power of the spiritual consciousness, and the slower the real energy is absorbed into the magic weapon, causing the power of the magic weapon and magic weapon to weaken.

Therefore, Yang Qing fluttered his wings and charged, and the magic flying swords of the two heroes could not be blocked.

The distance of thousands of feet makes it difficult for both sides to hurt each other.

It is inevitable to shorten the distance. As Qi Refining monks, Hao Zhan and the two will not take the initiative to approach. At this moment, they are manipulating their magic weapons and flying swords to attack, waiting for the enemy to rush towards them while resisting many attacks. Wouldn't it save a lot of effort? , it is more likely to consume its means and then kill the enemy!

Wei Feng, Qiu Yan, and Qi Long followed Yang Qing equally quickly, guarding against the other three mid-stage monks.

"Ding ding!"

At a distance of about eight or nine hundred feet, Yang Qing, who was holding a high-grade magic weapon, the Pu Dao, clashed with two magic flying swords.

This simple sword is made of low-grade black iron, which is famous for its hardness. After engraved with the complete 'Condensation' array pattern, it can withstand attacks better. Although it is only a high-grade magic weapon, it is comparable to the two magic flying swords. Than, not much weaker.

After several exchanges of blows, the top-grade magic weapon Pu Dao has not yet been damaged.

"Whoosh!"

The two magical flying swords are very fast and fierce.

The main purpose of the battle between the two men was not to prevent Yang Qing from getting close, but to injure or even destroy Yang Qing's purple wings.

Two magical flying swords shuttled between each other and attacked Ziyi!

The wingspan of the Purple Wing is nearly seven feet. In terms of hardness, it is stronger than the top-grade magic weapons, but it is still not as good as ordinary magic weapons. It can withstand a few attacks from magic weapons. However, over time, it will definitely be damaged, thus affecting its speed and flexibility. , and the Purple Wing becomes more vulnerable to damage.

Yang Qing's consciousness was firmly locked on the two heroes, his blood-red eyes full of ferocity.

The distance is still far at this time, how can the purple wings be damaged at this moment? The purple wings spread out and dodge, and the blood-suppressing breath spreads all over the body, so as to absorb the force of the shock and impact, and enhance the defense. , the simple sword in his hand pulled out a series of light sword curtains, and when it collided with the two magic weapons that were flying around, it suddenly appeared like a thunderbolt.

"Ding ding!"

"Ouch..."

It's like the roar of muffled thunder, the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring like thunder.

The trees not far away from the feet suddenly turned into sawdust everywhere, and the sawdust flew around and turned into moist wood powder.

The two magical flying swords trembled slightly, and the sword body suddenly changed, as if it was covered with an undulating film, and the radiating light converged.

The sound attack of the Dragon's Roar and the Tiger's Roar did not cause much hindrance to the two magical flying swords.

Seeing this scene, Wei Feng had a look of surprise on his face. Sound attack is an extremely difficult method to practice. Many monks will try to practice it. Although there are not many methods of sound attack, it is not rare, but most of them are difficult to achieve. He also studied it, but felt that it was of little use, so he gave up.

With his realm, he can naturally tell that the roar of dragons and tigers contains Taoism, and the power can be considered tyrannical.

What made him frown was that such a sound attack was actually blocked by the undulating membranes of the two magic weapon flying swords. Furthermore, relying on the main body as a magic weapon, he was able to withstand the sound attack of the roaring dragon and tiger, and the two flying magic weapons were able to withstand the sound attack. The sword's attack was not weakened much.

It was so hard to defend against, and the powerful attack method was defeated!

From Wei Feng's point of view, Yang Qing's confidence in killing Hao Zhan and Hao Zhan alone has become very small. He and Qiu Yan may have to fight against the other three monks in the middle stage of Realization. Qi Long went to help Yang Qing. Only in this way can he kill the two heroes, and then he can get the broken gold bricks.

Qiu Yan and Qi Long also frowned.

None of them had mastered the sound attack method enough to use in fighting, but the two heroes actually broke the sound attack of the roar of dragons and tigers, which undoubtedly caused Yang Qing's strength to plummet.

The five Dingling Realm monks who were galloping through the mountains and forests were shocked by the sound of roaring dragons and tigers that sounded like rolling thunder and thunderous explosions.

Heartstrings are broken with shock!

Fire Butterfly's cheeks were still bloodless and very pale, and she looked into the sky with a hint of horror.

Decades ago, the roar of dragons and tigers posed no threat to her, but now it was enough to kill her on the spot!

"Haha, you beast, I didn't expect that you haven't made any progress in the past year. Why are you so arrogant? Today, you will be able to come but not leave!"

"Your sound attack like howling like a wolf has been completely destroyed by me. Feel free to use whatever means you have. I am too lazy to waste time with such a waste!"

Fighting bravely, the dark red-haired monk looked fierce, laughed "haha", and shouted cheerfully and ferociously.

The hatred has been accumulated too deep and for too long. Every time I see my enemy, I can't control the murderous intention and incomparable anger in my heart.

After the incident of Zhan Fengjin, Hao Zhan and the two began to study the method of resisting the sound attack of dragon roar and tiger roar. However, the victory of sound attack was impossible to guard against. They knew nothing about the dragon roar and tiger roar sound attack, and they did not know what it carried.

The Pandao method allowed them to seize the five Dingling realm monks and ambush Yang Qing. Even though they took strict precautions, their respective magic weapons were also severely attacked.

After returning to the tribe, the leader of their tribe mentioned that those with stronger physical abilities would practice the way of strength and softness.

In this way, after repeated research, they developed a spell that might be used to defend against such sound attacks.

Before, the two of them were still a little unsure, but they didn't expect that the spell they developed could really resist the power of nearly half a tone attack as they imagined, and the remaining power could be completely defended with the flying sword.

The level of the two Hao Zhan is not much lower than that of Yang Qing. They use magic to resist magic. One is magic and the other is sound attack.

"Trash? If I am trash, wouldn't you be considered trash?"

Yang Qing didn't care that the dragon's roar and tiger's roar failed. If the other two didn't have such means, how could they dare to come? However, he was very tired of the other's croaking. A low and hoarse voice sounded, and they retorted, secretly no longer

While making a chilling sound, push the spirit, qualifications and chilling to the limit.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

"Swish, swish!"

"Ding, ding!"

Two magical flying swords shuttle like rainbow light and attack a pair of purple wings.

When the purple wings expanded and closed, the simple sword turned into a light sword screen, and the purple tail, which was like purple gold thunder, intercepted it with all its strength.

In such a fight, Pu Dao and Ziwei's attacks were at a slight disadvantage, but Yang Qing still quickly approached Hao Zhan and Wei Feng, and Wei Feng and Wei Feng were also galloping non-stop!

The hatred between the two sides is very deep, and they will not let go if they can use words to slander them.

"How dare a waste with no spiritual roots dare to be so arrogant? Even if I don't kill you, how much trouble can a waste like you cause!"

"As a waste, you must have the awareness of waste!"

The two men of Hao Zhan became more murderous, roared with anger, and their magic weapon attacks became more fierce. They both had spiritual roots and considered themselves to be favored by heaven. They were very proud of the Qi Refining monks who had no spiritual roots.

Most of the monks who can break through to the Realization Realm have Heavenly Spiritual Roots.

Yang Qing pulled a sneer from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "If I have spiritual roots, how can you be anything? Now, I no longer care whether I have spiritual roots. Soon, you will realize that you have done this

You don’t even have the qualifications to be a waste!”

As the words filled with murderous intent were heard, Yang Qing was already more than 500 feet closer to the two heroes.

The distance between Wei Feng and Yang Qing is only three or four miles.

"Beast, your death has come!"

The two Hao Zhan tensed up and each made a large mess of silk threads, one golden and the other fiery red. Looking at it, the feeling of chaos and tangle made their hearts feel like they were crawling with millions of ants.

The two messy balls were as big as a millstone, and they were struck out very quickly!

This is the magic weapon 'Capture the Beast' that they spent a lot of energy researching and refining. The only purpose is to trap the enemy and make them lose their short-term resistance, so that they can attack and kill with the magic weapon flying sword, so that they have to use that magic weapon.

The extremely threatening sound of murder attacks to save itself, and then breaks the gold bricks and fire ropes to kill.

The toughness of one of these threads is nothing, but they are very tough when they are entangled and woven into a mess.

The two Hao Zhan were confident that as long as they covered the enemy, they would not be able to cut them off quickly with the sharp swords and purple wings in their hands. Even if the enemy knocked away the two flying swords with all his strength, he would not be able to escape with his speed.

Under the shroud of chaos, even if the enemy uses the combat skills of killing the fiery red puppet, it will be difficult to break free in an instant.

They were ready to destroy one of the 'Beast Capturing' magic weapons, or even destroy both of them, and force the enemy to use the attack of the Killing Sound.

In the opinion of Hao Zhan and the others, if something doesn't happen to Wei Feng and others, they can kill their enemies!

The three mid-stage monks who came with them smiled and summoned their own magic weapons.

Wei Feng and the other three looked stern, and they were also ready to take action at any time.

Although the mid-realization monks on both sides, including Qi Long, said in advance that they would not participate, when the lives of Yang Qing or Hao Zhan were at stake, they would try their best to take action.

Even the five Dingling Realm monks stopped running and stopped to watch. Such a scene could not be witnessed by ordinary monks, let alone the arrogant people who held them hostage. The five people did not know the situation and were still nervous in their hearts.

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Yang Qing smiled solemnly, facing the two chaotic attacks, he did not hide or evade, a low, hoarse and indifferent voice sounded, "A year ago, if you had such a method, I might be damaged by this, but

Nowadays, that is not possible!”

Already close to the distance of 500 feet between the two heroes, there is no need to use the high-grade magic weapon Pu Dao anymore!

"Ding ding!"

When the top-grade magic weapon Pu Dao and Ziwei collided with the two magic flying swords, Kuangtu, the natal magic weapon invisible to the naked eye, appeared in his hand!

"Eh..." Except for Yang Qing, all the Reality Realm monks present were surprised. Their spiritual senses could detect Yang Qing's hands, and they suddenly felt a sharpness, but they couldn't see it with the naked eye.

"Void Crystal!"

Wei Feng and another Reality Transformation monk recognized that the Shadowless Sword was made from virtual crystal.

The murderous intent on the faces of Hao Zhan and the two men froze, and they shouted "What the hell are you!", directly manipulating the two groups to show their chaos!

"Sisi..."

Thousands of silk threads are sprayed out, spinning at a high speed like a swarm of bees, fiery red on the inside and golden on the outside, like half a silkworm cocoon, and it continues to expand. In the blink of an eye, it is already twenty or thirty feet in size, and it is extremely messy and tangled.

The silk threads in one place are intertwined with each other, each one is as thick as a thumb, and the light shines wantonly! (To be continued.)