True Immortal of Tianhe

Chapter 169 Three Flavors of Gangfeng
"Zhao Xun, if you, the Seventh True Successor, can pass through the Five Elements Gate, naturally I can too!"

Mo Yunzi took a deep breath and bit down hard on the sounds of the Seventh True Legend.

After getting furious, Mo Yunzi quickly calmed down. Zhao Xun in front of him was already dead anyway, so no matter how much he provoked, it would be in vain.After figuring out this layer of joints, Mo Yunzi looked at Zhao Xun with an attitude of overlooking and pity in his eyes, as if he had predicted Zhao Xun's death!
"Fellow Taoist Mo Yunzi, you are so confident!"

Zhao Xun sighed in admiration, then said with a smile: "But fellow Taoist Mo Yunzi seems to have forgotten the scene when he was defeated by me last time. It seems necessary to recall the scene of that day for fellow Taoist."

"Insanity!"

Mo Yunzi, who had finally calmed down, was shocked and furious when he heard this. He couldn't help but recall the scene where he used the Blood Shadow Technique and fled in a hurry. His face turned red and he gritted his teeth.

Boom!

He stretched out his hand and slapped it, and the demonic energy billowing all over his body, a huge black palm as huge as a magic mountain condensed, and suddenly bombarded Zhao Xun on the opposite side.

Facing the attack of the giant magic hand, Zhao Xun smiled faintly, and a pagoda spiritual weapon floated above his head, emitting a faint spiritual light and covering his body.

"Boom" The magic hand bombarded over and collided with the pagoda, making a dull sound.

Zhao Xun's body remained motionless and he chuckled: "Friend Mo Yunzi, you are really unimproved. This level of spells poses no threat to me. Without the Seven Evils Killing Ghost Order, you are not mine at all." opponent."

"You still dare to mention the Seven Evil Ghost Slaying Order! You are seeking death!"

Hearing the words "Qi Sha Ghost Slaying Order", Mo Yunzi became even more frightened and angry. He waved the Rainmaster's flag crazily in his hand and performed the Rotting Blood Rain Technique. Suddenly, it started pouring rain within a radius of ten miles.

Threads of rain falling like blood needles, corroding spiritual energy and vitality.

Zhao Xun's expression was slightly condensed. Mo Yunzi's Rain Master Flag was so powerful in the wilderness and the two continents of Tiannan. Combined with the magic spell such as the Fuyuan Blood Rain Technique, it was extremely powerful.

The last time the two of them fought, the move Mo Yunzi used was not as powerful as the move he used this time.

It can be seen that in this short period of time, his strength has improved, making the power of the Rain Master Flag and the Corruption Blood Rain Technique a few points more powerful.

"Go!" Zhao Xun thought for a moment and flicked his hand.

In an instant, a magic needle like an ox hair suddenly flew out and turned into an undetectable dim light and swept towards the direction of the Yushi flag.

Although the Spirit-Dinging Needle is only a middle-grade magic weapon, the sealing power contained in it is very powerful. The last time Mo Yunzi's Seven Evil Ghost Killing Order was hit by the Spirit-Dinging Needle, it was sealed and became Zhao Xun's. The spoils of war!
Scoff!

Mo Yunzi laughed strangely, and a gray bag suddenly appeared in his hand.

The hem of the gray bag was opened, and suddenly bursts of strange yellow wind blew out from inside, blowing violently, making the sky dark and the earth dark, the sun and the moon lost light, the earth collapsed and rocks were torn apart, and the invisible yellow sand was swept by the wind. It’s really as scary as the apocalypse!
Although the Dingling Needle is powerful, in front of this strong wind, it only took one steady breath before it was blown away.

Then, there was a suction force coming from the gray bag, and the Dingling Needle was sucked in and disappeared into the bag without a trace.

"What kind of wind is this?"

Zhao Xun was shocked. With the help of two middle-grade spiritual weapons, the Xuanming Pagoda and the Hundred Refining Spirit Armor, he could barely stabilize his figure in front of this strong wind. He couldn't help but be extremely shocked.

Mo Yunzi finally gained the upper hand in front of Zhao Xun, and suddenly the depression of this period was swept away. He felt as comfortable as eating ginseng fruit, and burst into laughter.

"You are really ignorant, so that you know that this is the three-flavored Gangfeng, which is taken from the nine heavens. Let alone your middle-grade magic weapon, even if it is a top-grade, it is no match for this wind!"

"Sanwei Gangfeng?" Zhao Xun looked at the gray pocket with gleaming eyes.

He had just mastered the art of calling wind and rain. When the first spell "calling wind" was cast, special spiritual winds were needed to enhance its power. These three flavors of wind were so powerful, wouldn't they be just what he wanted!
The three-flavored Gangfeng + Xuanming True Water activate the wind-calling and rain-calling technique. How powerful must it be?
Just as the thought flashed across his mind, Zhao Xun felt extremely excited, and his gaze towards the gray bag became even more naked, making Mo Yunzi vigilant. He didn't know what tricks the Seventh True Successor of Tianhe was up to!
"Fellow Taoist Mo Yunzi, this wind is destined to me. I am willing to exchange the above ancient and rare items with you. How about it?"

Zhao Xun said sincerely.When Mo Yunzi heard this, he knew that this guy had really taken up his idea of ​​the Three Flavors Gangfeng. He immediately shook his head and sternly refused: "Don't even think about it! The Three Flavors Gangfeng is the trump card I finally got. How can it be so?" If you know how to trade, what ancient rare object can be as powerful as my three-flavored Gangfeng?"

"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment and refuse, look at this thing of mine."

Zhao Xun smiled slightly and took out a piece of frozen stone. He saw that the stone had a brilliant aura and exuded a strong aura of extreme cold and aura, which was extremely extraordinary.

"Third-level treasure, Ice Soul Hanying!" Mo Yunzi's eyes were shocked. He didn't expect that Zhao Xun could find such a treasure.

"How about this? It's not bad. It's more than enough to exchange for your Sanwei Gangfeng. If fellow Taoist Mo Yunzi can find a third-level weapon refiner, he might be able to refine it into a magic weapon!" Zhao Xun The words tempted him.

"Bingpo Hanying is really good, I'm very excited!"

After a while, Mo Yunzi's expression returned to calm, and he smiled lightly: "But why should I exchange it with you? When I beat you to death, this Ice Soul Hanying will be the same as the Seven Evil Ghost Killing Token that was snatched away by you before. , aren’t they all belonging to me?”

Wisps of killing intent spread from his body.

The smile on Zhao Xun's face gradually dissipated and he said, "So, there is no need to discuss?"

Mo Yunzi smiled sarcastically.

"There's no need to discuss, then forget it. What fellow Taoist said makes sense. If I beat you to death, the Sanwei Gangfeng will also be mine." Before Zhao Xun finished speaking, he turned into a stream of cyan light and rushed towards the opponent.

At the same time, a wave of aqua light flashed out from his hand, and the sound of saw teeth turned. The power of the high-grade spiritual weapon, the Blue Water Wheel, was pushed to its peak by Zhao Xun.

He wanted to take advantage of Mo Yunzi's lack of time to activate the three-flavored Gangfeng, and take the lead in breaking through its main body, catching the opponent off guard.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yunzi was already prepared. The moment Zhao Xun attacked, he flew back hundreds of feet away, muttering something in his mouth and activating the gray bag.

call!call!call!call! ~~~
In an instant, a dark strong wind blew between the sky and the earth again. Zhao Xun's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly took back the blue water wheel, activated the Xuanming Tower and the Hundred Refining Spirit Armor to resist the strong wind.

For a while, Zhao Xun could only struggle to support himself.

"Hahaha! Today is the day you die!" Mo Yunzi laughed non-stop, and when he was about to take action against Zhao Xun, suddenly, a dark mark came from a distance and floated above his head.

"What the hell is this!"

The smile on Mo Yunzi's face froze, and he looked at the skull-like mark above his head with some horror. In the dark, he felt that this thing was not a serious thing.

"Zhao Daoyou, I will help you!"

The distant light flickered, and then came the hearty voice of the scholar Shenji.

"Damn it!" Mo Yunzi's expression changed, and he was about to turn the three-flavored wind to cover the scholar Shenji, but for some reason, the gray bag seemed to be out of control, swinging around in the air.

Seeing that the three-flavored Gangfeng was helpless to Zhao Xun, the scholar Shenji was about to arrive again.

Mo Yunzi had no choice but to put away the gray bag, turned into a bloody stream of light and fled away.

"Huh! Fellow Daoist Li, thanks to you for scaring him away this time, otherwise I would have almost caught him today!" Zhao Xun welcomed the scholar Shenji over and said with gratitude.

Scholar Shenji laughed and said: "The other party used the three-flavored Gangfeng. It seems that the enemy Zhao Daoyou offended has a lot of background."

"It's Mo Yunzi, the second true successor of the Blood Barbarian Demon Sect. This person is a powerful enemy and has taken away one of my spiritual weapons." Zhao Xun said with a bitter smile.

(End of this chapter)