Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

Just now it seemed that he had given way to Xie Duanyang's move first, but in fact he had already secretly driven the seeds of the Green Snake Vine into the ground and used his magic to activate them.

In fact, I didn’t suffer much loss.

Even Yan Que himself can't be easily cut through.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even survive two moves in front of the early stage monks.

"What a sharp magical weapon. It is indeed the true inheritance of the Divine Weapon Sect."

The attributes of the Green Bamboo Sword were very suitable for the technique he practiced, but in terms of sharpness, it was inferior to the flying swords with other attributes.

After colliding with the flying knives seven or eight times, several gaps the size of rice grains appeared on the sword.

Although this sword is made from an entire hundred-year-old Ruoyi bamboo.

As long as the damage is not too great, it can be restored after a few days of nourishment by Yimu's spiritual power without adding other materials.

But Yan Que still feels a little distressed.

But I saw him controlling the green bamboo sword with his mind, turning into several circles of different sizes in the air.

Give full play to the longevity of your own skills and the toughness of the green bamboo sword.

Never interact with the blades of flying knives, go head-to-head, just for the purpose of fighting.

The mentality of "not seeking merit, but seeking no faults" is fully developed.

On the other side, through the delay, his spell is ready.

Those vines were evoked by him and wrapped around his body.

In just a moment, it transformed into a vine armor.

It is the most common "wood armor technique" among wood spells.

But because it uses vines as raw materials instead of pure spiritual power, its defensive power is naturally much greater.

But Yan Que was still not satisfied. He made a secret with his five fingers and slapped the rattan armor hard.

Brilliance flows.

The originally vibrant greenery of the vines quickly faded, and was replaced by the kind of woody yellow color found in old vines.

Needless to say, even with the naked eye, one can tell that the protective power of rattan armor is even higher.

Even if you try to force the vines to come back to life, you won’t be able to last long.

But in a fight, many times, even just a moment or three is enough to change the outcome.

At the right time, a disciple of the Yan family praised the "explanation".

"In the early stage of foundation building, I was able to force Brother Nine to use this trick.

That fellow Taoist from the Divine Weapon Sect is proud of himself even if he loses."

"Yes, Brother Ninth's 'Spiritual Armor Technique' can resist more than a dozen attacks even with the highest-level magic weapon in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

But even Uncle Yanwen praised him twice."

Not to mention the children of the Yan family, even the monk from the Zijin Kingdom couldn't help but have a solemn look on his face.

For those of them who are the best in the middle stage of foundation building, everyone can find one or two top-level magic weapons.

However, using several common spells to achieve this effect has completely different meanings.

You must have a certain talent in magic, plus study hard all year round.

Perhaps we can also do research on several generations of the family.

At the very least, he thinks he can't do this.

But soon, the monk's expression returned to calm.

Compared with magic, how can it be compared with the realm of cultivation?

Monks practice and seek immortality.

If the other party spends so much time on spells, it will inevitably delay the growth of mana.

The little increase in combat power can be completely compensated for by using talismans and magic weapons.

It’s not like Yan Que didn’t know this, but still.

It shows that his qualifications are limited and he is not worthy of the Yan family's full cultivation. Naturally, he is not worthy of being compared with his bright and ambitious self.

When he figured this out, the situation on the battlefield had changed again.

Yan Que was obviously very confident in his rattan armor. If he didn't protect himself, he would even recall the green bamboo sword to his hand.

Xie Duanyang's flying knife was allowed to hit the breastplate, leaving a shallow knife mark.

With a backhand turn, Yan Que inserted the green bamboo sword into the ground.

I saw him holding the hilt of the sword, and the green light poured into it without reservation.

The ground immediately opened several gaps, and six or seven huge vines as thick as arms broke out of the ground, flew away in the air, and beat Xie Duanyang hard.

This is the real magical effect of the Green Bamboo Sword, which can increase the power of its wooden spells by nearly half out of thin air.

Although Xie Duanyang took action before, it seemed that he had chopped off the vines with a flying knife.

But in fact there are still several, controlled by Yan Que, who have been lurking underground without showing up, waiting for this final moment to turn defeat into victory.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your permission..."

Yan Que smiled slightly and was about to clasp his fists and say the words he had been brewing in his belly for a long time.

The two of them are just competing, not fighting to the death.

Xie Duanyang had just taken out the sword, and it was obvious that he had some reservations. Naturally, he would not offend the distinguished guest too much.

After roughly testing out the level, he will have completed the task assigned to him.

But midway through his words, he couldn't speak any more.

I saw seven thick vines pulled out from the air, but they couldn't reach three feet in front of Xie Duanyang.

The red flame mask seems extremely thin, but it is extremely tough and can easily block the vines.

Of course Yan Que would not fail to notice Chi Yuan Zhong.

It's just that this bell, like the hundred-color shadowless armor on Xie Duanyang's body, both use the "heart refining" technique.

It is difficult to judge its rank using the methods of ordinary magic weapons.

In Yan Que's spiritual sense, the aura fluctuations of this copper bell are only about the top grade.

When the length and speed of the vines are combined, the force attached to them is more than a thousand catties.

He will definitely be able to knock him away in one fell swoop and break Xie Duanyang's defense.

But how did he know that the Chi Yuan Bell was mixed with some iron essence and copper essence.

Even if the magic weapon is hit hard, it will not be destroyed, so how can the vines summoned by his spells be whipped away?

As soon as the blow missed, Yan Que knew that he had made a mistake and hurriedly tried to change his move.

But Xie Duanyang didn't give him another chance.

Without moving, the Chi Yuan Bell shook slightly. Without any movement, a strange and huge force came out of nowhere.

The vines are broken.

Xie Duanyang opened his left hand, and the other flying knife that had been held in his hand flew out.

Like a comet dragging a bright white rainbow across the sky.

The cold air was so severe that the temperature in the arena dropped sharply, making Yan Que think it was already late autumn.

The white rainbow and the red rainbow intersected in front of him, one vertically and one horizontally.

There wasn't much movement, but the wooden rattan armor on Yan Que's body showed criss-crossing cracks.

The knife mark extended and quickly expanded to the entire front, chest and back.

Then, there was a "crack" sound, and the rattan armor split apart inch by inch, exposing the inner fibers.

Then break it again and again until it turns into sawdust that is almost invisible to the naked eye.

Feel these two imminent rays of light that make your skin feel like being pricked by needles.

Yan Que couldn't help but close his eyes, and an idea instinctively came to his mind.

"My life is at an end!"

However, the unique sound and severe pain that the sword cut into flesh and blood and penetrated the body was not heard.

Yan Que only felt a powerful force appear and fall hard on him, sweeping him straight out of the arena.

However, Xie Duanyang stopped at the last moment and turned his chops into strikes, which only knocked him out of the protective shield without damaging his life.

Lifting his hands slightly, he put the flying knife back into his palms. Xie Duanyang put his head above the Chi Yuan Bell and glanced around.

"Who else?"

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