Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 437 Professional Team Fighting BOSS

   A sword slashed down without any damage.

   Wu Zifei was slightly startled, but he didn't care. Bulao Mountain was very close to Qi Yan, and he had seen the sword body of the Nine Swords Elder level. It was indestructible and really hard to break.

  Lu Bei, as the second sect master of Tianjian Sect, must have stronger swordsmanship than Elder Nine Swords. Conventional methods are ineffective, so unconventional methods are used.

   He wanted to try to see how thick the skin of this Heavenly Sword Sect Sect Master was.

   The black Taoist robes are swaying, Wu Zifei stands in the sea and the sky with a sword, his sleeves are fluttering, and his body is as light as a feather.

  Suddenly, an indescribable destructive aura spread around him.

  The hero is like a mountain, and it stands tall and strong. It has the power to swallow the world and the limitlessness of the sun and the moon.

Around   , the small world space shattered black cracks, and the array map that was personally blessed by Qi Changqing also trembled violently at this moment, bursting an unhealable vacuum area.

   What kind of method is this, do you zoom in when you come up?

  Lu Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, suppressing the two **** of golden light, and within sight, the surrounding space was scorched by lightning strikes, and slightly wrinkled. Wu Zifei, who was in the center, was empty of humanoid appearance, flesh and bones, and even skin, all of which were replaced by a group of purple lightning.

  In the depths of the extremely compressed thunder, Xumi hid in the mustard seeds, rolling the fierce and boiling purple sea of ​​lightning.

   "Something."

  Lu Bei nodded secretly, although the body of flesh and blood has infinite potential, there is a limit to the lifespan. If you integrate into the world and turn to the elements, you can…

  Wait a minute, is there something missing from this man?

   He took a closer look and took back what he said before, there was something there, it was clearly nothing.

  “Bah——”

  The thunderous roar shocked the sky, Wu Zifei held a long sword surrounded by thunder and lightning, and his light body glowed with monstrous lightning. Countless purple thunder snakes ran, rolling and surging, drowning in front of Lu Bei in an instant.

  The golden light escapes, and the purple lightning strikes.

   Wu Zifei stepped in front of Lu Bei, and the electric light sword was like thunder and fire, blasting a roar like a landslide, and suddenly a purple dragon fell.

  The real dragon rises from the abyss, its mane is flying, the scales are tight, and the rolling thunder roars out from its body, indulging in the power of earth-shaking.

  Lu Bei clenched his fingers into a fist, and slammed a punch as he stepped.

   Surrounded by the four spirits of the sky, Yinglong fluttered his wings and phantom soared in the sky, his huge body crushed the thundercloud, grabbed the Thunder Dragon in one bite, and bit it into two pieces with a snap.

  The realm is a thing that it knows Lu Bei, but Lu Bei doesn't know it.

   Every time the upgrade breaks through the bottleneck, it is an active invitation from the realm, and Lu Beiai ignores it. Similar to the relationship between licking the dog and the goddess, the goddess can ignore the licking dog, but she cannot ignore the licking dog, otherwise it is worthless.

The example may be inappropriate, but Lu Bei is just like that. He can understand the realm, but he can't be without realm. His cultivation base is chasing after the integration period. Facing opponents of the same realm level, the skills that used to be lethal in the past are under the passive bonus of realm. , Sharp-edged, all become magical skills.

   The four spirits of the sky suppressed one side, and the formation pattern imposed by Qi Changqing was in jeopardy. Looking at the phantom of Yinglong, who was roaring with his head high, he raised his hand to tear open the void and took out a picture scroll.

  The ink painting scroll is opened, and the ink-colored graphics appear between the open spaces. Under the outline of the brush and ink, the yin and yang gossip is formed and interlocked, forming an incomparably mysterious array.

In the    formation, Lu Bei was short and almost fell to his knees on the spot.

  The majestic and mighty force adds to his body, oppressing his body to move with difficulty, and the invisible force comes from all directions, representing the rejection and suppression of him by the heaven and earth here.

   "Sect Master Lu, this king respects the reputation of the Heavenly Sword Sect and makes an alliance with sincerity, but you are arrogant and hurtful. Since you are so ignorant, don't blame this king for killing people."

  The overall situation has been decided, Ji Yue calmly grabbed a moral high ground for himself, and then clasped his hands in front of him.

   The golden halo turned on its metallic color, and its body expanded by three meters. The golden little giant walked on foot and jumped into the formation.

   Jiyue and Wu Zifei are not only unhindered in their actions in the array, but because of the blessing of the array, their strength is even more than usual.

  Especially Wu Zifei, who is driving the thunder method, is so fast that there is no trace of it.

  Boom! !

   The thunder light soared, and the long purple electricity cut a white mark on Lu Bei's face, Ji Yue came across, and his hands folded in front of his chest were suddenly pushed away.

   For a time, endless Buddha's light burst forth, boundless, but there was no mercy and peace, and some were just pure destruction to the limit.

   Destroy for destruction’s sake.

  The golden light that rolled down instantly drowned Lu Bei's position, and the palm of his hand exploded, and thousands of fireworks sounded at the same time. In the Buddha's light, there are thunder and lightning rushing continuously, weaving a large purple net, stirring thousands of folds.

  The four spirits of the sky disappeared without a trace, Yinglong let out a whimper, and disappeared in the torrent of golden light and purple.

   Right at this moment, the white beam of light shot up into the sky, like the Dinghaishen needle, which took root steadily. Whether it was the infinite Buddha light or the rushing purple sea, hitting the Dinghaishen needle, they were all divided into two sides like a tide.

   After some fighting, Lu Bei stood with an iron sword in his hand, raised his hand to wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and secretly said something powerful.

  A meat shield fighter, an assassin mage, and a field-controlling Taoist master... This is the rhythm of a professional team fighting BOSS!

  The strength of the three of them is extremely high, and the integration period of Biwu and Zhou was a complete success. They can be called Zhu Xiuzhu in front of Beijun Mountain.

   It is also good, strong enemies are around, only then can we identify his ability after advancing to the integration period.

   The three of them are only in the great perfection stage. As long as they don’t come in person, no matter how much they come, it will be worthwhile.

  锵! !

   Two nine swords flew out, Da Shantian and Da Sutian bathed in immortal sword light, washed away the black surface of their bodies, hummed and trembled, hanging on the left and right sides of Lu Bei.

   He held the iron sword condensed from the Abandoned Sword Technique in his hand, and the moment his body swayed, the eight avatars jumped out from behind him, killing Wu Zifei with his bare hands.

   "The momentum is not bad, enough to be fake."

   Ji Yue stared at him and praised, and then changed the conversation, swiped his arms and slapped Lu Bei: "However, a false appearance is a false appearance after all, since the head of Lu has already lost his skills, why not put down the slaughtering knife and be captured!"

   Buddha's sound rolled, like a lion's roar, roaring sound waves all over the sky.

  The ability of lion roar, Lu Bei practiced the 'step by step lotus method', and learned the same skills, attacking opponents from both physical and mental levels, roaring before the battle, has the miraculous effect of weakening the opponent's basic attributes.

  Because the role of skills overlaps with charm and divine power, he has not used his qualifications to study hard, so his level is not high.

   But not having a sword in his hand and having a sword are two different things. He possesses the lion roar skill. Ji Yue wanted to use the lion roar to intimidate him, fearing that he had chosen the wrong person.

  The white sword light collided with the golden Buddha palm, the two tyrannical energies collided head-on, and finally both dissipated into nothing.

  Lu Bei took three steps back, Ji Yue clasped his hands in front of his chest, his golden face was dignified, and between his palms, a large amount of blood mixed with gold and red fell.

   "Sect Master Lu is a good way."

   Ji Yue praised him again, as expected of the successor of Abandoned Classics. Under the repeated suppression of Dao masters like Qi Changqing, he was able to fight him with less battles and more battles.

   Talent and aptitude are truly terrifying.

   For a while, Ji Yue had a strong murderous intention in his heart. Qi Yan and Qing Gan were too close to attract Lu Bei, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

   "King Yue be careful, he is just a phantom."

   Qi Changqing shouted loudly in his ears, Ji Yue's eyes widened, and at first glance, his sword-wielding posture was realistic and unremarkable, it could never be a clone, but...

   Thunder exploded in the distance, several phantoms were shattered, and two broad white swords crossed. An incomparably realistic Lu Bei came first, chasing the four-colored thunder light, with endless shocks and endless stamina, with just one punch, the lightning ball of Wu Zifei's incarnation was smashed into pieces.

   crackling!

  The arc was reorganized, Wu Zifei stood beside Ji Yue, horrified that the powerful Thunder Fa was smashed by Lu Bei with one punch, and even more surprised by Lu Bei's terrifying speed to the limit.

   Under the heavy pressure, this person was able to catch up with the lightning. Before that...

   "I played with you before, why did you take it seriously!"

Lu Bei grinned, and included Qi Changqing in his eyes: "This sect master dared to invite the great masters of the tribulation period to be a long and short one when he first entered the sect, and now he has broken through the realm of integration. If the three of you are still hiding, then don't do it. Blame this Sect Master for being ruthless."

Hearing such mad words again, Ji Yue and the three did not refute. Qi Changqing, who was a madman before, was extremely calm at this time, his hands and fingers flew, and a series of seals were laid, blocking Lu Bei's perception with many illusions, blinding the sight and hearing, Disperse spiritual thoughts and make it fall into darkness.

   "It's a good array, with all kinds of methods and infinite uses, but it's a pity..."

   Lu Bei's body was covered in white light, and the mist dispersed repeatedly, soaring to the point of great waves, and his clothes were wrinkled and screeching: "After all, you are not a great power in the tribulation period. It is a fool's dream to use an unformed magic weapon to suppress this suzerain."

  Boom! !

  The golden light is high and agitated, and the purple electricity is stacked on top of each other. The two energies strike together, and they are easily erased by the barrier constructed by the five-color brilliance.

  Lu Bei's senses were sealed, and he couldn't detect where the enemy was. He took a deep breath, and the immortal sword intent in his body burst out from all over his body, condensing and burning the sky.

   In the next second, the soaring sword intent expanded and exploded, venting in all directions in a primitive and crude way.

   Overwhelm with momentum!

   A wave of ripples swayed wildly, and the void suddenly exploded with a sound like a broken bronze mirror.

  The seal was dissipated, and the small world returned to Lu Bei's hands. A full moon hung high in the sky, and twenty-eight cold stars guarded it. In the distance, the roar of distant sea waves could be heard.

   Ji Yue held the magic weapon Wuchan Umbrella, and used the jewels to resist the impact of the immortal sword light. Wu Zifei and Qi Changqing stood behind him, looking at the vast and boundless world.

   "This, this is..."

   "It's where you were buried."

  The sound came from all directions, and several phantoms stepped on simultaneously, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

  The full moon bombards the white beam of light, the cold star stands in the middle palace to patrol the four seasons, and the four spirits of the sky suppress one side.

  The terrifying energy is extremely terrifying, Ji Yue hurriedly held up the Wuchan umbrella, pinched the Dharma seal, and formed an absolute defense together with the golden body.

   Qi Changqing's face was aching, and he opened the picture scroll that was torn apart by the sword energy, splashing ink and shooting out several black sword lights. Next to Wu Zifei also took out the magic weapon at the bottom of the press box, holding the wind and thunder pot, and projected dozens of purple light shields in a row.

"break!"

   (end of this chapter)