Happy Taoist

Chapter 157

Almost at the moment when the middle-aged monk's knife came out, the light condensed on the knife suddenly turned into countless light spots and scattered in the space around Lin Yi.

With the scattering of these light spots, Lin Yi felt that the surrounding air suddenly became solidified and sticky, and his body skills also fell into a sluggish, as if he was deep in a quagmire, and his movements were extremely slow.

The name of this middle-aged monk is Hu Ting, and he is the second most powerful master among the five foundation-building disciples under Xie Chengmen. Most of the monks focus on spells, but this is not the case for him. All his strength lies in this sword .

His sword technique is a combination of ancient martial arts and magic. It looks ordinary when it comes out with one knife, but it already contains magic. A monk who doesn't know the details will basically suffer a big loss because of it, and even be killed instantly. possible.

When Lin Yi's figure was delayed by Hu Ting's sword light, he was shocked. He didn't expect that the middle-aged monk used such a strange sword technique, which was the most different among the sword-wielding opponents he had ever met.

"Boy, you have to be careful. This guy is a sword technique that combines ancient martial arts and magic. This is already more difficult to deal with than simple ancient martial arts or pure magic. This is what a real foundation cultivator should have." With your strength, you have encountered a hard idea." Dudu reminded with a solemn expression.

Lin Yi didn't have time to think too much, he let out a muffled snort, and blasted his Divine Consciousness Fist directly at Hu Ting's Consciousness Sea.Hu Ting, who was hit by the Divine Consciousness Fist, was caught off guard, and Lin Yi was immediately freed from the shackles of the sword light.

However, his strength was extremely strong, and he recovered from the pain of the Divine Consciousness Fist in a short while, so he didn't give Lin Yi the slightest chance to sneak attack.

Lin Yi was not upset when he saw that he couldn't make a sneak attack. His cultivation base was not as good as Hu Ting's, so at the beginning he never thought that he could defeat the opponent in an instant.

The Liquan Spear in his hand danced a spear flower in mid-air, followed by a low roar of dragon roar resounding, the real essence condensed on the spear, forming a white spear light, stabbing towards Hu Ting.

Angry dragon twist! ——

In the dazzling spear light, there was a phantom of a wandering dragon, accompanied by the deep roaring sound of the dragon, blasting out.

Feeling the domineering momentum brought by the spear, Hu Ting was slightly taken aback, but quickly reacted, he sneered, and said: "Sure enough, it seems that Zhao Yuan and Zhang Lang died in your hands. , let me see how many cards you still have!"

As the voice fell, the big knife in Hu Ting's hand slashed out again.His Zumyun saber technique is the unique technique on which he is famous. With this saber technique, he has broken countless magic spells and ancient martial arts of monks of the same level. Among the same level of Feiyumen, there are few opponents.

As soon as Hu Ting's knife was struck, Lin Yi's expression changed. He didn't expect that Hu Ting's knife was so different from the first knife before.

If the first cut just made people feel stuck in a quagmire and unable to move, then this cut was like a slowly rotating vortex in the quagmire, constantly trying to pull him into the depths of the quagmire.

Under this knife, Lin Yi even felt that the angry dragon twist he had condensed seemed to lose its shape and dissipate.

"This is the real monk's way of fighting! Although his sword technique is just an ancient martial arts technique, it has the shadow of spells in it. If you can't integrate spells into your spear skills like him, then you can only rely on it." Your ancient martial arts marksmanship is not his opponent at all." Dudu said again.

As soon as Lin Yi gritted his teeth, the tip of the spear suddenly turned downwards, and the angry dragon twisted it away, and then suddenly raised the spear, the true energy in his body surged out, vaguely, as if a dragon soared into the sky.

Fulong soars to the sky! ——

Facing the crisis, Lin Yi directly used his current strongest marksmanship ultimate move.

The fierce and domineering gun light soared into the sky, as if strangling the swampy vortex to collapse, the tip of the gun shook the blade, and the terrifying counter-shock force produced by the forced breaking of the law made Lin Yi back one after another. Spit out a stream of blood.

"Interesting..." Hu Ting's face became more joyful when he saw Lin Yi smashing his own Zhuoyun saber technique one after another. He knew that Lin Yi couldn't hold on for long, and his own Marsh cloud saber technique was enough. The full five-style saber technique has only used two moves now.

Thinking of this, the light in Hu Ting's eyes became brighter and brighter. Once Lin Yi was captured back to the sect, the spiritual stones and magic tools rewarded by the sect would be enough for him to cultivate to the Golden Core realm. This is an unimaginable wealth...

Amidst the excitement, Hu Ting did not forget to continue attacking. He raised the big knife in his hand again, and swung out the third form of the Zhuangyun knife technique directly. The vortex swamp enveloped Lin Yi.

The vast expanse of sword light has not yet fallen, Lin Yi has already put away the Liquan gun, and at the same time the real essence is hovering on his finger, at the moment when the sword light is about to fall, the real essence spinning around his finger is like an arrow. out.

Nine fingers! ——

As soon as he pointed it out, he passed through the heavy sword lights, and in less than a moment, he smashed through the sword lights that seemed to have countless swirl swamps, and went straight to Hu Ting's chest.

"What kind of spell is this?!!!"

Seeing that his third saber technique was defeated by Lin Yi's single-finger spell, Hu Ting was shocked, and the big saber in his hand came out horizontally, and the majestic true essence turned into layers of blades and thick walls. Finally, the white light was blocked.

Before Hu Ting could heave a sigh of relief, he saw a fist with a white light blast towards his face.

Above this fist, a white glow shrouded it, vaguely, as if there were scales on it, the fist wind roared, more like a dragon chant, the momentum was astonishing.

Dragon-shaped Dragon Scale Fist! ——

In a hurry, Hu Ting didn't have time to raise his knife to stop him, so he had to cast a spell to condense a vajra shield on his body.

The Dragon Scale Fist bombarded the Vajra Mask, which was originally a thick layer, but a very fine crack suddenly appeared.

Seeing this, Lin Yi immediately mobilized the true energy in his body with all his strength. On the fist, the glow of his fist soared. Lin Yi suddenly retracted his fist, and then blasted out again with all his strength. The fist finally fell towards Hu Ting's face.

It's just that Hu Ting was prepared at the moment when the vajra cover shattered. He used the divine movement technique and retreated quickly, allowing his head to avoid the attack of the Dragon Scale Fist.

Although he didn't hit the head, Lin Yi's fist still landed on Hu Ting's body.I saw the golden light flashing from Hu Ting's body, resisting most of the punches.

"What a powerful boxing technique..." Hu Ting looked at Lin Yi with a look of surprise, apparently he did not expect Lin Yi's attack to be so swift and domineering.

However, when he met Lin Yi's eyes, his eyes suddenly became confused.

Illusion magic powers - picked up in the morning and evening!
At the moment when Hu Ting was confused, Lin Yi raised his finger again, and stretched out the Nine Turns Finger.

A finger of true essence compressed to the extreme turned into a berserk white light, shot out and landed on Hu Ting's chest.

(End of this chapter)