The Fierce Taoist of Online Games

Wu Yue blushed and roared, stopped blindly defending, and began to strengthen his attack, and the situation began to develop in a direction that was beneficial to Wu Yue.

Zhou Xing was also angry, and moved away again, pressing the spirit ring, four small knives flew out and went straight to Wu Yue.

Wu Yue was a low-grade spirit weapon at first sight, and he was not afraid of it. This kind of weapon could not break his body protection, so it could only tickle him. He sneered and slammed his fist.

Driven by Zhou Xing, the throwing knife did not attack him, but drew the iron fist in a beautiful arc, and then stuck it on the inner armor of his back like a magnet.

"Blast!" Zhou Xing exclaimed.

"boom!……"

A huge roar sounded, and the impact of the air wave directly overturned Wu Yue to the ground. Four small holes were directly opened in the inner armor of his back, and his steel-hard body was also injured.

Wu Yuemeng! Everyone is blinded!

What did they just see? Spirit weapon exploded? Is that kid really just a first glimpse? How did he do that?

Everyone was at a loss. Zhou Xing only felt that his heart was bleeding. The Heavenly Blast Technique is divided into nine levels, which can be used to explode everything. The first layer was quickly completed in Zhou Xing's diligent practice. Even if the earthly objects are as hard as granite, he can easily blast them into powder. After completing the first level of cultivation, he could see the second level of exercises, and then yelled at the blind old man to cheat others, and did not dare to continue practicing, because the second level of exercises actually required the use of explosive spirit tools. Cultivation, what is the difference between this and going crazy? And if the deduction continues, doesn't the third layer require Lingbao to be exploded? The fourth layer exploded magical artifacts? The fifth layer blows up the magic weapon? Good deed, how can there be such a cheating technique in the world? Which **** researched it?

Zhou Xing admitted that he was unlucky, so he thought he had spent two hundred middle-grade Reiki Pills for nothing and didn't plan to practice any more.

However, now, he has to blow up his belongings by himself. His heart is bleeding!

Soon, Wu Yue got up. He didn't dare to lose, let alone lose. The Sovereign had clearly told him that losing is dead.

"Ah!!!" Wu Yue shouted, his aura climbed to the limit again.

Zhou Xing crossed his heart, two thumbs across the ring full of hands, twelve spiritual artifacts flew out at the same time, flying towards Wu Yue from all directions.

Wu Yue has already suffered a loss. How dare he let the spirit weapon be close to his body again? He shouted, and took back the true Qi Youlong, and then played several true Qis. Youlong immediately became stronger and he was outside Wu Yue's body on Wednesday. It spun fiercely, and the speed was so fast that it seemed to form a real gas mask for the dragon.

Zhou Xing's spirit weapon could not penetrate, so he immediately detonated, and the rumbling sound became one piece, and the dragon's true Qi mask was blown out one by one big holes, and Wu Yue immediately filled the big holes with his true energy.

"Okay! Consume with me, right?" The twelve artifacts set off fireworks, and Zhou Xing's eyes were red.

Zhou Xing's inventory of upper, middle and lower grade spirit weapons totaled forty-six. Sixteen pieces were exploded one after another, and there were 30 pieces left. He was let out all by his brain and exploded at the same time after sticking to Youlong Zhenqi mask.

"boom!!"

The weather is surging! Wu Yue was lifted into the sky.

Zhou Xing was so distressed that he was going crazy at this time, completely red eyes, he found that he actually saw the third level of the "Sky Burst Jue" technique, and it was really asking for a spirit treasure. He shouted, tears bursting into his eyes, and the sky Lei Zhong was sacrificed in the air, and the big bell covered Wu Yue.

"Give it to you! Give it to me!"

...

There is a purple bamboo forest on Qilin Mountain in Zixiao Palace. There is a small stream outside the purple bamboo forest. There are two old men playing chess beside the stream.

One person in black clothes and black hair holds black, and the other person in white clothes holds white hair and white hair.

The black man said: "Old Baitou, we have played chess for hundreds of years. You have always played white. You lose more and lose less. Don't you still wake up? This world is black, so black moves first. This is called the first to be the best!"

The white-clothed old man shook his head repeatedly and said: "Neither, nor, it's ridiculous! I'm in the white because you are low in chess, so I let you go first. I lose more and lose less, and the same is because I let you go."

The black-clothed old man smiled and said: "Your excuses for losing chess are really endless, and you never reuse it. I really convince you."

The two laughed and cursed each other, enjoying themselves, as if playing chess was only a tool, and fighting was the purpose.

Suddenly, the two raised their heads and looked in the same direction.

The black-clothed man said: "My dear, this year's play is a bit big, right? Just now the thunder was triggered, and now Lingbao is exploded, isn't it not letting people die?"

The white-clothed old man gave a wry smile and said to the distance: "Keep your breath."

...

After the shocking explosion, Wu Yue fell from mid-air and smashed heavily on the martial arts stage. He was already naked, naked, and there was no good place in his body, as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood.

The disciple of the Zixiao Palace standing by the stage hurriedly took the stage, covered Wu Yue's body with a large cloth, and at the same time probed his pulse, and respectfully said to Han Jingyu: "Return to the lord, there is still a breath!"

"Hurry up and rescue!" Han Jingyu's hanging heart was finally let go. If Wu Yue died on the spot, he really could not explain to Lord Zhou, Tian Yuanzong would also be sentenced to lose because of a murder foul.

Zhou Xing was also terribly scared. He was so red just now, he didn't think so much, he almost made a big mistake. However, he was also a little puzzled. Just now, the horror of the Lingbao explosion was obvious to all. Wu Yue's first glimpse of the peak of the realm, he did not die, it was really strange.

There was a lot of discussion on the high platform, and Han Jingyu immediately announced: "In this competition, Tian Yuanzong won! Tian Yuanzong played against the Giant Sword Sect, three wins and one loss, and the Giant Sword Sect challenge failed!"

Hearing this, the Great Sword Sect Sect Master Shangguan Wuji suddenly stood up and said with a gloomy expression: "I heard that Zixiao Palace and Tianyuanzong wear a pair of pants. The rumors are true."

Han Jingyu's eyes turned sharp when he looked at the other party, and said coldly, "What do you mean by Sect Master Shangguan?"

At this moment, an old man in white robe suddenly appeared in front of Shangguan Wuji, who was the person Zhou Xing and others met in Ziyang City.

After losing with one hand, the old man said leisurely: "As everyone knows, Tian Yuanzong has long existed in name only. Nowadays, it is not as good as the third sect. You still let them rank among the top ten sects, and let them accept the challenge of my Great Sword Sect in a grand manner. This is not favoritism. What is it?"

Han Jingyu is a high-level cultivator of Yuanying, but he can't see the old man's cultivation at all. That proves that this old man is a real-world cultivator.

"This fairy friend, may I ask Gao's name." Han Jingyu frowned slightly and asked.

"The old man is one of the ancestors of the Great Sword Patriarch Hall, Dugu Peak." Dugufeng said proudly.

"It turned out to be Senior Dugu, long leaning." Han Jingyu arched his hands and said perfunctorily.

In the face of a real-world cultivator, only the people of Zixiao Palace dare to do so.

Dugu Peak suffocated secretly and hummed: "There is no real-life monk in Tian Yuanzong today. Even the Nascent-Infant-level monk is weak and does not take the initiative to withdraw. There is still a face among the top ten schools. The thickness of the skin, It really opened my eyes!"