Wanhua Immortal Road

Chapter 250 Wild Wild Beast Art

These five people are the disciples of the Demon Flame Sect. This time, more than a dozen people from the Demon Flame Sect entered the third round of testing. Li Xiuxian did not expect to meet five disciples of the Demon Flame Sect here. Right on.

However, except for Gao Gong and Lan Yufeng, among these five people, their cultivation bases were mediocre, and Li Xiuxian had no trouble trying to deal with them.

However, Li Xiuxian just smiled lightly and did not back away. Instead, with one finger, the four magic weapons flew up and hit the five people respectively.

It was the Bright Moon and Starry Sky Sword, the Blood Transforming Knife, the Blood Cloud Halberd, the Five Thunder God Whip, and the Purple Prison Lightning Sword that he kept in his hands. The faint purple light, like mist and rain, fascinated people, reflecting on his face, It also seems to have been tinged with a light purple.

Haoyue travels the space, the Blood Transforming Knife, and the Blood Cloud Halberd respectively attack the three monks under Gao Gong's subordinates, while the Five Thunder God Whip and the Purple Prison Lightning Sword attack Gao Gong and Lan Yufeng who are the most threatening.

Everyone in the field changed color for a moment.Gao Gong cried out in surprise: "Ancient treasure!"

After all, he is also an elite disciple of the Demon Flame Sect, with extensive knowledge, he can naturally recognize that Li Xiuxian's magic tools are not ordinary things, they are existences that even he would be jealous of.

Especially the Purple Prison Lightning Sword and the Five Thunder God Whip, in just a split second, his eyes showed a look of greed, his eyes became red, and he became crazy. There are so many treasures, no matter what else, these alone are not worth it. There are few spirit stones, and there are even some things that even spirit stones cannot be bought.Even if you don't get the sword, the vote is worth it.

However, Lan Yufeng's expression was not as good-looking as Gao Gong's. Seeing Li Xiuxian's magical weapons come out, his expression instantly became ugly.

Originally, I thought he was just a weak person, a soft persimmon, but suddenly found that he had five powerful magic weapons when he made a move, and four of them were even ancient treasures. Can this kind of strength be a simple person, so his expression instantly changed. Zheng Zheng, the whole body is densely covered with aura, forming a strong wind, and the jade flute in his hand is blowing more urgently. At the same time, his footsteps move slightly, dodging the attack of Li Xiuxian's sword.

As for the other three people, seeing Li Xiuxian's magical weapons coming out, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all showed ecstasy. Once this battle is won with so many magic weapons, maybe one of them will fall into their hands , Immediately made them forget the shock, rushed forward, waved the weapons in their hands, and hit them, obviously wanting to grab one first.

The first ones to be handed over were the Haoyue Xingkong sword and the pitch-black small ax in the hands of a late-stage foundation-building monk under Gao Gong. With a flash of fire, several scratches immediately appeared on the black small axe. Obviously, there is no Haoyue in the rank The starry sky sword was high, and with a "swipe", it flew back upside down, unable to resist it at all, the disciple's expression changed immediately, and a heartbroken expression appeared on his face.

With a "huh" sound from the Haoyue Xingkong sword, after repelling the small axe, it continued to move forward, turning into a faint blue rainbow, and piercing the heart of the late foundation-establishment monk. Once stabbed, the consequences would not be difficult to imagine.

That disciple immediately didn't care about the damage to his precious weapon, he pulled away and hurriedly backed away, making several steps on his feet, and then finally slipped away, but he was also in a cold sweat from fright.

Only at this time did he realize that a person who can sacrifice five magical weapons in an instant would be a simple person. Using one's own weapons to head-to-head with the opponent, even if it is five against one, is almost courting death.

The second handover was the blood-melting knife, and the weapon in the hands of another monk, the blue short knife.

The blood-melting knife floated in the air, gloomy and gloomy, with a day's black mist permeating above it, as if the body was covered with water for tens of feet, the blue short knife, as soon as it came in front of it, immediately stagnated, and its speed was greatly reduced. The magic weapon that even Li Xiuxian was afraid of, cut the monk's blue dagger into two pieces with one stroke, and then hit the middle-level Xuanshi's throat instantly without stopping.

The third Blood Cloud Halberd, like the Haoyue Xingkong Sword and the Blood Transforming Knife, instantly connected with the weapon in the hands of disciple No. 3, and the other party's magic weapon was torn apart by the Blood Cloud Halberd after just one encounter.

The Purple Prison Lightning Sword, the silver silk sword against Gao Gong, the Five Thunder Whip, and the orange piccolo against Lan Yufeng.

Gao Gong's long silver silk sword was obviously not a mortal thing. He fought against the Purple Prison Lightning Sword a few times, but it was not damaged at all, but the light of the sword became a little more scattered. Obviously, it was at least a top-grade magic weapon.

But Lan Yufeng didn't fight recklessly at all, he walked with a strange step, always flashing the five Thunder God's Whip attacks without a break, while the orange piccolo in his hand played a strange note , fell into Li Xiuxian's ears, and immediately confused and dizzy thoughts flashed through his mind.

However, he turned to the profound kung fu from the start, and after only one lap, all the notes disappeared, and his whole body returned to clarity, while Lan Yufeng, who was opposite him, suddenly turned pale, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The sound of the flute stopped, the light dissipated, and the light of the orange piccolo instantly dimmed, as if the brilliance had disappeared.

After one round, Li Xiuxian had one against five, not only did not lose, but he gained the upper hand. Except for Gao Gong who returned without success, Lan Yufeng and the other three Foundation Establishment cultivators suffered more or less. Little concussion.

The five retreated hurriedly, but Li Xiuxian didn't take it seriously. He took back the four magical artifacts and suspended them by his side, ups and downs. He played with the purple prison lightning sword in the center of his palm, and looked at the five people facing him indifferently.

With a wave of Gao Gong's hand, no matter those who were fighting or not, they all retreated in unison, as if planned in advance, neatly and surprisingly consistent.

After retreating to a certain distance, the five people re-formed an encirclement circle, surrounding Li Xiuxian, but their expressions were different. Gao Gong was excited, Lan Yufeng was calm, and the other three were crazy, fearful, and scared. ... Various looks, and so on.

Apparently, some people showed great power just now and felt that they were extraordinary, while others suffered a lot and almost fell into the opponent's hands in the first round.

Gao Gong looked at Li Xiuxian, with militant flames jumping in his eyes, and said slowly: "Okay, I have some skills, I am worthy of being a monk who can come back from the Sword Worship Valley, and I can beat you like one against five. An ancient treasure, but, do you think that's all there is to it, let me show you what a real battle is!"

Li Xiuxian blinked and said, "Oh, what is the real battle?"

Suddenly, a fierce and unparalleled aura rose from Gao Gong's body. This aura is like a lion, like a tiger, like a leopard, like a snake, like an eagle flying in the sky, like a hundred beasts gathered together, a barbaric, ancient, A powerful, invincible aura suddenly radiated out, and the air in the surrounding fields seemed to tremble violently, the ground shook, the vegetation swayed, and there seemed to be a power to swallow the sky and destroy the earth.

"Savage Hundred Beasts Art!"

Gao Gong, as an elite disciple of the Demon Flame Sect, even though his strength is not as good as Yun Xiaotian's and others, his overall strength should not be underestimated. This wild beast skill is just a powerful skill that he got by chance .

And every time he used it, the power was earth-shattering, even he himself didn't dare to use it too much, but every time he used it, no matter who the opponent was, basically there was only one end, that was to disappear forever.

And Lan Yufeng, and the three monks under him, didn't have many chances to see Gao Gong use the "Wild Beasts Art", only once or twice in total, seeing him in this unfavorable situation , using this high-level exercise again, and feeling the violently rising, seemingly endless momentum, the four of them couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Among the three monks, the two originally downcast disciples immediately cheered up, pointed at Li Xiuxian, and laughed loudly: "Haha, wild beast skill, boy, you are dead!"

The other person also beamed and said: "That's right, boy, it's bad luck for you to mess with us, and you'll go to hell, don't blame others, just enjoy your last moment."

Lan Yufeng's brows, which had been slightly frowned because of his loss in the first round, couldn't help but start to stretch again. He let out a sigh of relief, and the faint worry look on his face also disappeared. This "Wild Wild Beast Art" is extremely confident, even with a character like him, it can't help but boost his spirits.

On the opposite side, Li Xiuxian's expression finally became a little solemn. Don't think about it, just by hearing the name in their mouths, you know that this skill is extremely ordinary, and Gao Gong actually hides such a skill. Arrived, but the strength of this momentum was slightly unexpected.

However, Li Xiuxian's expression still didn't change much, because the other party possessed a high-level exercise, and he also possessed it. If he hadn't practiced in the hot and cold twin springs, he might be a little worried, but at this moment, he only held an expression of appreciation, Watch the performance of the other five.

If other people encountered this kind of situation, they would have lost their hearts and souls, and would not dare to wait for the opponent to continue to practice their kung fu. It would be the best policy to take the risk of attacking when the opponent's kung fu has not reached its peak and interrupt the opponent's spellcasting.

But Li Xiuxian still watched with a smile on his face, allowing the other party to slowly gather all the power of his body to the extreme. The robe bulged without wind, and then there was a "bang", and the upper body exploded directly, revealing a whole body of vigorous flesh and blood, bulging high.

Around him, the air density increased to the maximum, even for a while, there was the sound of electric sparks "cracking", which was the expression of his "wild beast skill" gradually reaching its peak.

Finally, the aura of Gao Gong was raised to the peak, and he could no longer advance an inch. The breath of wild beasts swept out, and all the monsters in the surrounding area, within a radius of a hundred miles, were frightened. He lay low, not daring to raise his head.

Even some second-level monsters felt a faint sense of uneasiness, digging at the soil in the ground lowly, and raised their heads to the sky and howled fiercely.

Only then did Gao Gong raise his head, his eyes turned red like a ferocious beast, he looked at Li Xiuxian, and said with a sinister smile: "Boy, I have to admit that you are quite strong, if you fight alone, I may not be your opponent , but you are wrong, you shouldn't let me raise this skill to the peak, now, you take your life!"

Lan Yufeng waved his hand and said, "Wuhe Battle Formation!"

(End of this chapter)