The Ancestor of Body Repair

Ye Zetian looked at the burly figure of Lu Kun galloping forward, the two golden flywheels in front of him were tightly joined together and turned, and then one after another golden blades flashed out from the edge, each with a primary top level The power of magic.

Ye Zetian smiled slightly, his consciousness was average, although he couldn't use the most powerful summation technique of the pair of flywheels, he could barely use the less powerful summation technique.

This move is much weaker than the most powerful summation technique, but for immortal cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, it is already a very powerful move.

The primary top-level cutting techniques are overwhelming, and Lu Kun can't dodge. No matter how fast his long stick attack speed is, it is impossible to block all cutting techniques at the same time, and the defensive shield at the early stage of foundation building cannot resist so many cutting techniques. .

Feeling the power of these spells, Lu Kun's eyes became more fierce, and he rushed in dragging the giant stick!

"Why should I hide these spells!"

"Even the True Fire of the Foundation Establishment Stage can't melt my flesh for a while, and these cutting techniques that even intermediate-level spells can't reach, can't help me!"

Lu Kun rushed in for a while, and the outermost mana shield burst.

Many of the disciples who were watching from the outside couldn't help but scream, and some even covered their eyes, unable to bear to see the tragic appearance of Lu Kun being dismembered.

In their perception, if the cultivator didn't use the defensive magic weapon and the mana shield was broken, he would definitely die.

They wondered why this Lu Kun went in to die.

"What! How is it possible!"

The disciple who closed his eyes heard the exclamations of the people around him, he couldn't help opening his eyes, his eyes were straight, he couldn't believe what he saw.

I saw that the red-cyan halo on Lu Kun's body was so prosperous that it actually blocked all the cutting techniques.

"What kind of protective shield is this?"

"It turns out that Junior Brother Lu has a defensive spell at the intermediate level or above, no wonder he dares to charge so hard."

To be able to resist the attacks of so many primary top-level cutting techniques, there are only defensive spells that are two levels higher than this.

Seeing Lu Kun rampaging in the cutting technique, Ye Zetian was amazed. He didn't think that Lu Kun had just advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, and there was an intermediate or higher talisman.

This kind of talisman can only be stimulated by the liquid mana during the foundation building period, and Lu Kun could not obtain it during the Qi refining period.

"Then Lu Kun's body surface defense spell was released by himself. Could his alien spirit root be able to release intermediate-level defense spells?"

Seeing that the cutting technique was ineffective, Lu Kun was about to approach him in a blink of an eye. Ye Zetian held up the defensive shield in the late stage of foundation building, and at the same time made a move to separate the fit flywheel.

The defensive flywheel swelled in size, turned quickly against his body, and had a tight defense.

Another attack flywheel also revolved around him.

The cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment laid down three layers of defense in an instant.

The outermost layer can also counterattack at any time.

Lu Kun, who was approaching, used the Green Fire Escape Technique to cross the outermost attacking golden wheel, and hit the defensive flywheel with the giant stick burning with white flame.

The strength contained in it knocked it back and stuck it to the mana shield behind it.

This blow made Ye Zetian know why Lu Kun beat Li Haiyang so helplessly.

The huge force contained in Lu Kun's giant stick actually repelled his third-level psychic weapon, and combined with gravity, it could completely break Li Haiyang's defense!

In addition to the strength, there is also a paralyzing power from the opponent's stick, which makes the operation of his mana a little stagnant, but the paralyzing power is much smaller than Sun Haowen's thunder spells, and it does not cause much damage to his deep mana. Impact.

After Lu Kun hit the defensive flywheel, before he could hit the second blow, the outer attack flywheel attacked with a sharp golden light.

Lu Kun had to change his tactics and shoved the black giant stick horizontally.

"Zizi"

There was a harsh rubbing sound between the two instruments, accompanied by a lot of sparks.

Lu Kun's arms were trembling, his legs were on the ground, his trousers were already torn by the soaring muscles, revealing the silver spirit control tool on his legs.

The power of these third-level psychic instruments exceeded his imagination. Under the urging of the tyrannical mana in the later stage of foundation establishment, he was in a hurry and could hardly resist.

"what!"

All I heard was a roar from Lu Kun, and a bluish-red fire flashed under his feet, and he was about to push the attacking weapon out.

But at this moment, the golden defensive flywheel slammed into Lu Kun's left shoulder from the side.

At this time, Lu Kun had put all his strength on his arms, and even the azure fire escape technique under his feet had been activated, so he couldn't dodge at all.

He was immediately knocked to the side by the sudden attack, and the attack flywheel that was deadlocked with him passed over the giant black stick and cut to Lu Kun's left arm.

At this critical juncture, Lu Kun's left arm suddenly swelled and shrank, and at the same time, the golden attack flywheel shattered the two-color mask on Lu Kun's body, staggering past the instantly enlarged arm.

After staggering a few times, Lu Kun stabilized his figure. At this time, the clothes on his left upper arm were torn, a bloodstain appeared, and a few strands of blood were left.

Wushuangba was also divided into two due to the uneven strength of the arms.

At this time, the golden attack flywheel followed Lu Kun closely, not giving Lu Kun any chance to breathe.

Lu Kun snorted coldly, and the green and red flames flashed back under his feet. He used the "object control technique" to fit Wushuang sticks together to resist the flying wheel, and at the same time, his right hand flashed white light and pressed against his left arm.

This "object control" envoy's Wushuang stick was not the opponent of the golden flywheel at all, and was directly knocked into the air.

However, after fighting for this moment, the wound on Lu Kun's left arm has healed and the bleeding has stopped.

Then Lu Kun's feet flickered with fire and jumped towards the retreating black giant stick. No one noticed that there was a faint black light in Lu Kun's white-light right hand.

He grabbed the giant stick with both hands and slammed this powerful third-level magic weapon a few times.

Although the power of the giant stick he was holding was much stronger than the "Object Control Technique", he was only barely able to resist one or two times, and the whole person was beaten and retreated.

Ye Zetian looked at Lu Kun's intact left arm, and his eyes flashed with shock. He could see clearly that when the golden flywheel was about to hit his arm, the arm doubled in size in an instant.

The golden flywheel cut open a silver armguard behind his clothes, as if encountering resistance, and slid aside.

"Could that silver armguard be Lu Kun's powerful inner armor? But my golden wheel has already cut it open!"

Doubts flashed in his heart, but Ye Zetian did not relax, and the golden light on the attacking flywheel became more and more dazzling.

Lu Kun's face was a little pale, and the attack that had just rushed forward was unsuccessful, and he was even caught by the opponent's golden flywheel. If he hadn't stimulated the magical power of the giant arm for a moment, which greatly increased the defense power of the arm, I am afraid that the arm would was cut off.

The power of these third-level psychic instruments is not something that his physical body can resist.

Feeling the opponent's offensive, Lu Kun finally decided to use his giant arm supernatural power. After he built the foundation, he could use it in a short time with blood essence.

Afterwards, all the immortal cultivators watching the battle saw that the sleeves outside Lu Kun's arms were torn apart, revealing the silvery spirit-controlling armguards, and his arms had more than doubled in size.

Lu Kun looked at the stretched spirit control armguard, and couldn't help but feel that he had used black jade spider silk, otherwise the use of his giant arm magical power would damage the spirit control armguard.

Just when Lu Kun's giant arm appeared, the giant stick he was holding trembled with excitement, and the black on it became even darker.

At this time, Lu Kun didn't care about the reaction of the giant stick. He ran the Green Fire Escape Technique, dodged the blow of the golden flywheel, and shot towards Ye Zetian.

Ye Zetian felt a headache for Lu Kun's escape technique.

He can only repeat the same trick, but the attack flywheel is a little far away, as long as the defensive flywheel on his inner circle blocks two attacks, he can come back to assist.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Kun came to Ye Zetian.

Instead of hammering the defensive flywheel head-on, he exploded the azure fire escape technique with one foot, and the whole person swirled, swung the black giant stick from the side, and swung it towards the defensive flywheel.

"boom"

With the use of Lu Kun's huge arm, the power of the giant stick seemed to be doubled, and it directly knocked the defensive flywheel into the air, and then the giant stick burned with white flames, hitting Ye Zetian's mana shield, whose face changed slightly.

A tight blow dimmed the mana shield a bit, showing the power of Lu Kun's giant arm magical power.

At this moment, Lu Kun loosened the giant black stick with both hands, and a jet-black light shot out from his hand, hitting the somewhat dim mana shield.

This black light exploded directly, and a breath of other people's heart palpitations burst out, and suddenly the somewhat dim mana shield was blown to smithereens.

Lu Kun grabbed the giant stick again and attacked forward.

"Stop!" Zhang Xingyu, who was in the air, had no time to stop him, and shouted in a hurry.

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