Chapter 43 Lingxi Knife
Chapter 43 Lingxi Knife
"You are very strong." Sanxiu half-kneeled on the ground, looked at Zhao Zirui, who looked like a young man, with such a high talent, if he didn't kill him now, two years later, he would be strangled to death like an ant!
"You too." Zhao Zirui was having a hard time speaking at this time. This casual cultivator is at least a level [-] spiritual master, and the long sword and kung fu in his hand also complement each other. Although his Flame Fist is strong, he cannot match the long sword after all. Boom, Zhao Zirui didn't want to try it either.
"Are you absorbing that armor now, will it be strangled to death?"
In the past, Zhao Zirui didn't know how to counterattack with magic tools, and there was no accident when he used magic tools with a higher cultivation level than himself, such as imitation fish intestine swords. , can also kill itself.
"Lingxi Saber Technique!" Sanxiu moved the long saber in his hand again, and Zhao Zirui also greeted him with a flame fist!
"Boom!" The water and fire were incompatible, the two attacks hit together, and the place where they touched was a crazy explosion, both of them were blown away, Zhao Zirui had a long wound on his right hand, and the bones were split.
It was even more uncomfortable for the loose cultivator. The moment Zhao Zirui was blown away, a green sparrow stepped on the air under his feet and directly kicked at his original wound. Hastily swallowed the elixir, the blood flow slowed down.
"Hey!" Zhao Zirui used the Flame Fist with his left hand at this time, and hit Sanxiu with a punch. Sanxiu drew his knife and slashed on Zhao Zirui's shoulder. The huge force directly smashed Zhao Zirui's right shoulder!
"Ah!" Zhao Zirui almost passed out due to the great pain, but fortunately, the last kick of Qingque stepped into the air, directly kicking Sanxiu to death.
"Kill a fifth-level spiritual master, gain some experience, and level up! Get a second-level Lingxi knife and a space ring."
The almost shattered shoulder recovered in an instant, and Zhao Zirui's changes surprised the servants next to him with puzzled expressions.
"I almost died. I have to get some magic tools quickly. I have a bunch of high-level magic tools on me, and I can't use any of them." Zhao Zirui picked up the Lingxi Knife. The Lingxi Knife is of water attribute. It's really useless, and it's useless to inject spiritual power.
"Let's see if there are any casual cultivators of the fire department, grab a second-order magic weapon and use it!"
"Pfft!" Zhu Tieyi came from the Qingshan Sect with the worst cultivation level. He was beaten by the bearer and vomited blood after a while, but the bearer didn't kill him, but knocked him unconscious and imprisoned him. up.
"Tie Yi!" Seeing Zhang Tieyi being captured, Nie Feng suddenly separated himself, and his right arm was hooked by the iron claw of the bearer on the opposite side, bleeding profusely.
"Old thief Guo Xing, my father treats you like a brother, but you kill him with poison! Take your life!" Zhang Shu's eyes were also red, and the golden light on the long sword in his hand flashed. When he fought with Guo Xing, Guo Xing Xing focuses on doing business, but his cultivation level is not very high. Zhang Shu is more than 20 years younger than him, but both of them are spiritual generals.
"Are you awake?" Chen Cuiyun fed Lu Run the elixir, and Lu Run vomited blood and got up.
"Ma'am, I'm fine. I'll protect you to go to the secret room!" Lu Run pulled Chen Cuiyun and ran to the study room. From outsiders, Chen Cuiyun has no cultivation and is just an ordinary person. A little fluctuation here can kill her.
"Uncle Lu, protect my mother, I'm going to avenge my father today!" Zhang Shu took out several strange hidden weapons and threw them on the ground. The huge light blinded Guo Xing's eyes suddenly.
Zhang Shu seized the opportunity and stabbed fiercely with his sword!
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