The Mad Cultivator

"God, you made another big move! Why haven't I seen this big move before? I haven't seen anything that says east or west, or west or west!"

"Romantic Blood Blade, let me fly, 'Blood Storm' sends him into the 'Abyss of Eternal Night' so that he will live forever and never be reborn, go!" Yan Shaofeng said: "This big move does not require the power of pure yang, and Chunyang True Fire Dao Gang does not conflict."

"Hula!" The storm vortex formed by the romantic blood blade suddenly turned blood red, and the blood gave it super strength. Yan Shaofeng pointed at a soldier in front of him. The arrogant warrior with the shimmering battle ax was immediately swallowed by the storm and disappeared without a trace.

"Fighting skills, this is a Western fighting skill, but how can a black iron weapon become a flying sword?" Ming Wang hugged his head and shouted frantically: "It's too perverted. What kind of weapon is this?!"

"Pain, what's the matter with you, my God, Pain was swallowed by the vortex of the storm and disappeared. This is the enchantment created by fighting skills, but how could the black iron weapon fly up to attack? The distance between Pain and him is so small. How could it be swallowed, what's going on?" Scar Warrior took two steps back in surprise, and shouted desperately.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, in fact, this is a fighting skill that combines east and west. Its full name is 'Blood Storm'. When the fighting skill is stained with the master's blood, it will produce a powerful damage barrier, devouring all enemies. This fighting skill itself is not very powerful, but I don't know who actually combined the 'Blood Storm' and the 'Eastern Sword Control' together, making this fighting skill capable of killing everything in sight The enemy, ha ha, is really amazing."

Yan Shaofeng laughed triumphantly: "I say this, you may not understand it, but in fact, it can be summed up as follows: the original blood storm can only swallow things within one meter, but after the transformation, you can hit wherever you point and hit it casually." devour."

"No, what happened to the electric shock technique just now?!" Scar Warrior asked half understanding.

"Oh, oh, according to the memory of the romantic blood blade, 20,000 years ago, there was a western berserker, a sixth-level young magician, and an eastern swordsman. The three of them became friends. In order to explore the so-called The three of 'Ultimate Power' worked together to create this black iron weapon, and developed this fighting technique, named 'Blood Storm', so there is indeed a magic called 'Electric Shock' hidden here." Yan Shaofeng While blasting his consciousness into the sword body to explore the secrets of the romantic blood blade, he stated, but he only said one-fifth of the content, and kept silent about many key things.

"Hmph, it's really a good black iron weapon. I'm more interested in it now, so I must take it back." Scar Warrior suddenly growled.

"Although Payne is dead, the strength of the four of us can still defeat this oriental boy. Let's go up and destroy him together."

"Krassus, his ultimate move has been used up. With his ability, it will take at least three hours before he can use the blood storm. Let's make a quick decision." The girl's bright eyes turned around on Yan Shaofeng. , immediately came up with this answer. It can be seen that her brain and vision are both very good.

"'Hani' is right, let's go together! I, Krasus, swear, I must get the Romantic Blood Blade!" Scar warrior spoke harshly, and narrowed the battle circle with the other three warriors. .

Fine, purple, and dense electric currents flowed through the sword, Yan Shaofeng did not passively defend, but took the initiative, and slashed at Krasus with his sword.

Originally, Yan Shaofeng could use the fire dragon ring to destroy them, but the Blackwater King Snake was now confronting the Hydra King and couldn't separate himself.

Krasus glanced at Yan Shaofeng, and said disdainfully: "I don't pay attention to a rookie who has lost his ultimate move." He suddenly raised the iron sword in his hand and went up to face Yan Shaofeng. Attacked.

"Electric shock technique!" Yan Shaofeng chuckled, his expression turned cold, and he swept down Krasus's round head with a sword. Dozens of purple currents as thin as gossamer penetrated into Krasus's black iron sword immediately. The sixth-level fighter, Krasus, was paralyzed by the shock, and suddenly stepped back, spouting a mouthful of blood.

Yan Shaofeng is not an idiot, he knows that with his last three cultivation bases, he can't fight against sixth-level fighters, let alone one or four.

The reason why he rushed forward so bravely was all because of the 'Electric Shock Technique'. In the memory of the romantic blood blade, the electric shock technique is a very powerful Western magic, but it is not a big move. It only needs to consume a little blood to use it. Therefore, Yan Shaofeng repeated the magic formula and kept urging verb: move.

Sure enough, the magic was quite effective, and it knocked Krasus back at once.

"weak!"

The girl Hani suddenly jumped up, her sleeves shook in mid-air, and a silvery ray of light was emitted, hitting Yan Shaofeng's head, and said with a smile: "I am also a magician. I wanted to learn it, but I couldn’t learn it all the time, and today I finally got my wish.”

"Peng!" For some reason, Yan Shaofeng suddenly stared at him, exhausted, and weak. He seemed to have tripped under his feet, staggered, and fell backwards to the ground.

"I*!"

Yan Shaofeng cursed, and hurriedly dragged his tired body to get up, feeling that his head was getting bigger, super dull, and he didn't know what evil he had been caught!

"This is the magic of the little witch. Your body will become weak as the white light penetrates. Your physical strength will be overdrawn and your qi will be exhausted. Hurry up, it must be resolved quickly, using electrical technology." King Ming's understanding of the Western world is better than that. Yan Shaofeng was getting more and more, seeing Hani sending out a 'weak light', he hurriedly reminded Yan Shaofeng.

"weak!"

"weak!"

"weak!"

As soon as Yan Shaofeng stood up, Hani made repeated moves, and silver rays of light fell on the top of Yan Shaofeng's head...

"I*!"

"I*!"

"I*!"

Yan Shaofeng fell down again and again, disheveled, and yelled, his lungs were about to explode with anger: "I hate your mother, are you still going to finish?!"

"It's over!" Hani panted and stood on a boulder, her pretty face was flushed, her towering chest was trembling, and her two slender jade legs were trembling. It seems that the few weak lights just now also consumed her restlessness. less energy.

Krasus, who had just vomited blood, didn't remember to eat or beat, and he didn't hide the hatred and contempt in his eyes at all. He laughed and said, "Sure enough, he's a rookie, Tyrande and Mafa, let's go up and kill him together, Hani, you are responsible for it." Let's recover our strength, I want to see how long this kid can last."

Krasus swayed, like a puff of smoke, and came to Yan Shaofeng's left side without sound or warning, took out a dagger, and aimed at Yan Shaofeng's chest with a knife, surging fighting spirit, It tore through the air and made a sharp whistle-like sound. The lights of the swords changed from one to fifty, and attacked Yan Shaofeng all over the sky. These are not phantoms. All the lights of the swords are real. With one stab, Yan Shaofeng was undoubtedly injured.

"Exploding Heavenly Dragon Sword, seal it for me!"

A red light suddenly shot out from the center of Yan Shaofeng's eyebrows, phantoms of blood-red dragons burst out from the sword body, each phantom faced a dagger, blocking all the light of the dagger back. Krasus stepped back, tens of thousands of daggers were all shattered like tempered glass, and they couldn't withstand the blow of the low-grade treasure bursting the Dragon Sword.

This is also a matter of course, because low-grade treasures are already equivalent to silver wares in the Western world, how can a piece of black iron be able to resist.

"Blade of Light!"

A flash of excited red light flashed across Krasus' pupils, and a faint cyan grudge gradually covered his body, and finally, an illusory image of a ten-foot long knife gathered indistinctly on his chest!

For a sixth-level fighter, the fighting energy in his body is very full, and he can fully support more than a dozen common big moves for an hour. It is not like Yan Shaofeng, who needs to recover for several hours after firing a knife gang like Yan Shaofeng.

In fact, if Yan Shaofeng rises to the sixth level of Houtian, he can also fire dozens of swords in an hour. If his cultivation base reaches the innate realm, the heavenly gate will open above his head, and he can freely swallow the aura between heaven and earth and transform it into a mysterious Qi, then you can launch infinite big moves. The innate realm, that is, the holy warrior realm in the West.