The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 189
"Boy, take your life." Hua Junzi soared into the sky, his figure was like a big roc spreading its wings, and flew straight to Mo Huasong.

At the same time, the long sword in his right hand stabbed, and the powerful blade shot towards Mo Huasong's heart.

As long as it hits, Mo Huasong will immediately fall to the ground and die.

Mo Huasong did not call out the fire spirit or the sword spirit. He would not let go of this kind of battle that would allow him to improve his strength.

"Come on." Mo Huasong's little white sword suddenly became longer, several times longer than before, and cut directly towards the long sword.

But Junzi Hua is not a fool, he knows the horror of the spirit weapon, how could he collide with the little white sword?
Therefore, his figure changed flexibly in the air, avoiding Mo Huasong's blade.

"Huh? Your qinggong is still good." Mo Huasong looked at Hua Junzi in surprise.

"Of course, the best thing about me, Hua Junzi, is lightness kung fu. No one can catch me." Hua Junzi smiled triumphantly. "Even those masters who are stronger than me can't do anything about me."

Seeing that Mo Huasong failed to hit Junzi Hua, Xiao Jie couldn't help but worry.

The blow from Mo Huasong and the others just now smashed the tables and chairs of the barbecue restaurant, and all the broken things were blown away by the wind blades from them.

At this time, the surroundings of Mo Huasong and Hua Junzi were all empty, as if they had been swept away by something.

"Boy, are you going to attack me again?" Hua Junzi laughed at Mo Huasong triumphantly.

With his own strength, he didn't need to be afraid of Mo Huasong's attack.

"Okay, come again." Mo Huasong continued to rush towards Mr. Hua.

"Swish, whoosh, whoosh." Three sword flowers appeared in front of him, directly attacking Hua Junzi's vitals.

Seeing that Mo Huasong had really caught the trick, Hua Junzi was secretly happy.

Let's fight, boy, when the true energy in your body is almost exhausted, I will kill you in one fell swoop.

Although your spirit weapon is powerful, but if I don't fight with your weapon, what can you do to me?
Hmph, after a while, I can kill you and get the spiritual weapon in your hand.From now on, I will be able to run rampant in the cultivation world.The more Junzi Hua thought about it, the more excited she became.

Do they have spiritual weapons in their comprehension world?There must be some, some big sects must have spirit weapons of the town gate sect.

But those are all the treasures of the sect, and they are generally not taken out.

Now let him Hua Junzi meet this kind of treasure, why not make him ecstatic?

This time is really cool, not only get a beauty, but also a baby.

Hua Junzi's lightness kung fu was not faked. Although Mo Huasong's attack was very fierce and extremely fast, he was able to dodge it at critical moments, making Mo Huasong's attack fail.

In this way, they attacked for more than 100 moves in a row, and Mo Huasong never hit Hua Junzi again.

"Boy, can you fight again?" Hua Junzi gasped.

Hua Junzi discovered a very serious problem, killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred.

He wanted Mo Huasong to consume his true energy, but he also wanted to consume it himself.

He dodged for so long, and spent a lot of energy to perform lightness kung fu.

Otherwise, as long as it was a little later, he would be hit by Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong sneered, took out a elixir from his bosom and ate it, and the true qi that was lost just now recovered immediately.

It's really a joke to compete with him for pills.

That Xie Wuchou bought a lot of herbs for him, and as long as he is free, he can refine all kinds of elixirs.

"Huh? What did you eat?" Hua Junzi saw that Mo Huasong had only taken a pill, and he recovered his true energy very quickly as if he had been assisted by a god. Is this still worth it?
If the fight continues like this, he will suffer a disadvantage.

Mo Huasong didn't say anything, and the little white sword in his hand struck out again, sweeping the gentleman with a terrifying wind blade.

"Not good." Hua Junzi's pupils constricted, and he secretly screamed in his heart.

It's just that in the fight just now, this kid actually advanced, and now he is already at the seventh level of Qi Refining, how is this possible?
Although martial arts in the Qi refining period are nothing, but if you want to advance to a level, you don't just advance by fighting, you advance by saying that you advance, what are you kidding about?

At this time, Mo Huasong felt that his combat power was much stronger. With the help of the fight with Hua Junzi, he had advanced to the seventh level of the second rank of Qi Refining.

Anyway, Mo Huasong has already practiced martial arts twice in this qi refining period, so it is very easy to advance. It will happen when it is done, just like drinking boiled water.

When Junzi Hua wanted to use his lightness kung fu to escape to the left, suddenly there was a flash of white light, and the sword spirit was blocking it.

Although Hua Junzi couldn't see the sword spirit, he could feel the danger there.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Junzi Hua simply gritted his teeth and swung his sword towards Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong was in the middle of his arms, and the little white sword flashed, and slammed into the long sword.

"when."

The long sword couldn't stand Xiaobaijian's powerful attack and was broken directly.

When the broken sword was about to fall to the ground, the spirit of fire flashed, wrapped the broken sword, and brought it back to Mo Huasong.

With Mo Huasong's ability, it is possible to refine the material of the magic weapon into a spiritual weapon.

If people in the cultivation world hear it, they will think it is a fairy tale.

But in front of Mo Huasong, the supreme master of the blue meteor system, it was an easy task.

"Then, what is that?" Hua Junzi knew that he had kicked the iron plate today, this kid is very scary, he can leapfrog fights.

"I'll tell you when you're dead." Mo Huasong chuckled, and the little white sword slashed at Hua Junzi again.

The attack of the spirit weapon is really different, it cannot be compared with the magic weapon.

"Fuck you." Seeing this, Hua Junzi hurriedly used the broken sword in his hand as a hidden weapon, and shot Mo Huasong's head with a "swish".

At the same time, Hua Junzi used his lightness kung fu and fled backwards.

Where there is life, there is hope.

After he escapes, he will find another formidable master to seek revenge from Mo Huasong.

Damn, that's a spiritual weapon. As long as he has such a powerful spiritual weapon, he can leapfrog to fight with the masters of the golden core stage.

"Huh." Huo Ling flew out again and swallowed the broken sword.

Mo Huasong chased forward with a sneer: "Hmph, Mr. Hua, can you still escape?"

I saw Mo Huasong rushing forward like a ghost, and the sword spirit was also outflanking there.

"Boom." The sword spirit shot, although not as strong as Hua Junzi, it could still prevent him from escaping.

As long as he breathed, Mo Huasong flew in front of Hua Junzi, held up the little white sword with a strong killing intent, and slashed at Hua Junzi.

"boom."

The little white sword emitted a frightening white light, swallowing up the surrounding air, as if everything was still and allowed to be slaughtered by it.

"Not good." Hua Junzi saw that the situation was not good, he moved his right hand, and he didn't know when the flower fan was added.

At this time, Hua Junzi raised his fan, intending to block Mo Huasong's sword move.

But how could the fan be able to withstand the attack of the Xiaobai sword spirit weapon, with a "hiss", the fan was broken by the Xiaobai sword, and went straight to Hua Junzi's face.

But at this moment, the cracked fan released terrible black smoke, covering Mo Huasong in front.

Hua Junzi took this opportunity to avoid Mo Huasong's attack.

"Hahaha, boy, this time you are dead." Hua Junzi put his right hand on his waist and laughed triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)