Chapter 11 The fierceness of the national teacher
Zhang Bad looked at the rapidly approaching body of the national master and felt a little surprised. He hurriedly reached out and released several wind masses on the road to which the national master came, hoping to have an impact on the speed of the national teacher and slow down.
Although the effect is not very good, it has also played a certain role in reducing the speed of the national teacher a lot, but it has changed from a distance of ten feet to six feet a step, which may be the case.
Zhang Bad hurriedly retreated and used a lot of wind blades in the air, which could resist the speed of the national division's progress.
"The boy has the guts not to run." The national teacher did not expect that Zhang Bad was just the realm of the best in the divine realm, which could drive the wind and spiritual power between heaven and earth to block his progress, let alone that Zhang Bad actually took out the frost and snow hammer in his hand.
The national teacher suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, and a dangerous feeling filled his whole body. The source of danger was not Zhang Bad, but the frost and snow hammer in Zhang Bad's hand, the snow hammer that he thought was waste.
"What magic weapon do you have in your hand?" The national teacher said harshly.
"Don't you know?" Zhang Bad sneered and said, "This is your magic weapon."
"This is just a waste." The national teacher said with a strong smile.
"Only those who use it know if it is waste." Zhang said proudly, waving the frost and snow hammer in his hand.
"Do you think you can defeat me only with the frost power emitted by this snow hammer?" The teacher took a breath and said with a sneer, "Since I can give this magic weapon to my child, it means that I will not be affected by these frost forces at all."
Zhang Bad nodded and thought of this in his heart for a long time. No matter who gets this strange magic weapon, he will definitely use it by himself. If it is given to his relatives, he will only give it away when he will not be hurt by this magic weapon.
"The same magic weapon is used differently for different people." Zhang Bad said with a sneer.
"Will you be stronger when you use it than when you use it?" The national teacher narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
"What you said is nonsense. If I use it when I am weaker than when I used it, why should I ignore you?" Zhang Bad said with a sneer.
"Do you want to defeat me with this snow hammer? It's not a fun thing to fight. Guoshi said with a smile.
"Oh? Then what should I do? Zhang Bad said with a sneer.
"As long as you give me the snow hammer, I will spare your life today." The national teacher smiled and said.
His face is very peaceful, with a sanctimonious look, and the whole modest gentleman's appearance. If it hadn't been for Zhang Bad for experiencing so many things and his heart, others would have foolishly handed over the snow hammer to the national teacher.
After all, the leap-level challenge is a very dangerous thing. Even if you have a top-quality spiritual weapon, you can't guarantee a 100% victory, up to 30%.
Of course, this is under the premise that Zhang Bad does not use the Black Dragon Swallowing Heaven Creation Power. If Zhang Bad uses the Black Dragon Swallowing Heaven Creation Power, coupled with Zhang Bad's speed and wind power, Zhang Bad can definitely be invincible.
But the current situation is that Zhang Bad has promised that the fire unicorn can't use the black dragon swallowing sky. In addition to the black dragon swallowing the sky, Zhang bad really can't find out where he has any advantages.
Speed? When he saw the speed of the national master, Zhang Bad also deeply doubted his speed. He didn't know whether his speed was a speed in front of the national teacher. He could turn around the national master through his own speed and consume the power of the national master.
But it's useless to think so much now. The fact is that Zhang Bad is going to fight now, and he has to win and go back alive.
There is also a group of women waiting to protect themselves. Since they are the only man in Xuelianfeng, protecting them is what they must do.
If Zhang Bad worked hard to cultivate in the past to go back and save Zilan, then now the purpose of Zhang Bad's hard practice is to protect the people he wants to protect and the people he must protect.
And they can't die. If they die, those women will be hurt without anyone knowing.
Death is actually a very simple thing sometimes, and it is the most difficult thing not to die.
Once a wise man said, "I'm not afraid to live. Will I still be afraid of death?"
That's the truth. Death is actually very simple and happy, but it is difficult and painful to live.
What Zhang Bad wants to do is to live and get very nourished. Zhang Bad is struggling with this ideal.
"Breaking and killing."
When the national teacher saw that Zhang Bad was not moved by his own words at all, he knew that this boy must be a smart ghost and a smart ghost that was not easy to deal with.
Thinking of the uneasiness that rose in his heart just now, the national teacher thought that it must be the illusion that he had arisen after his son was killed by the man in front of him.
How can a practitioners of the divine realm compete with themselves?
Although there is only one difference between the divine realm and the divine realm, the gap between the two is a gap. Only when the true qi changes into a liquid state can you become a true person in the divine realm.
This is the gap.
A gaseous true qi, even if it fills the whole meridians, is simply insignificant compared with a liquid true qi.
As long as the practitioners have half of the meridians, it will be dozens of times more than that.
The national master showed his best destruction, and a black true qi like a flying knife was released in the hands of the national master and rushed to Zhang Bad.
Zhang Bad had been waiting for the attack of the national master for a long time. Seeing the flying knife condensed of black true qi shooting at him, Zhang Bad roared, and there were more than a dozen layers of wind screens condensed by wind spirit in front of him, trying to resist this flying knife.
"Puff···,"
The sound of the broken silent wind screen sounded, and the wind blade condensed by the black true air finally stopped and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Before Zhang Bad was happy, he saw more than a dozen real flying knives emanating on the body of the national master, and all of them rushed towards Zhang Bad.
"Fuck," Zhang Bad shouted and hurriedly flew aside, and saw the real air flying knife shot by the national master.
The broken sleeves were not as lucky as Zhang Bad. A wisp was cut off by the flying knife and fell down.
Zhang Bad wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and looked at the national master and laughed.
"Is that what you can do? It seems that it's not difficult for me to kill you." Zhang said with a bad smile.
"Is it?" Although the national teacher was also a little surprised to see Zhang dodged his flying knife, he was just a little surprised.
You have escaped the destruction but may not be able to avoid your other spells.
Zhang Bad looked at the national teacher coldly. Although he had already thought of a plan in his heart, he could only pretend to be garlic now.
"Kill." The national master roared, and a black chair behind him flew out, and then stopped in front of the national master. Zhang was a little stunned.
I don't understand what the national teacher wants to do. I just shouted a kill, full of anger, what is this going to do.
What made Zhang Bad helpless and even confused appeared. The national teacher walked to the front of the chair as if he had not seen Zhang Bad in his eyes, and then knelt down solemnly, which was simply more solemn than the appearance of his parents kneeling.
"Old man, what are you doing?" Zhang said with a bad laugh.
Have you ever seen someone kneel down a chair? Have you ever seen a person kneel down on a chair so sincerely?
No, absolutely not. This is simply a strange story, but now this kind of thing appears in front of Zhang Bad, and Zhang Bad can't be surprised.
shouted a few words, but the national teacher seemed not to hear it, but had to kneel down as if it were a ritual.
"Try it with the wind blade." Zhang Bad saw that the national master did not respond at all. He smiled and stretched out two wind blades to shoot at the national master.
"Bumbang."
Two explosions, in Zhang Bad's shocked look, the two wind blades burst less than a millimeter behind the national teacher, and he didn't know how the two wind blades burst. Zhang Bad opened his eyes wide and looked at the two wind blades burst so strangely, and his heart was beyond words shocked.
"What the hell is going on?" Zhang said scoldingly, recalling what had just happened again in his mind, but he didn't think of what had happened just now.
You don't know why the two wind blades disappeared, and they didn't hurt the national master at all after bursting, so they burst and disappeared.
"I'll try again." Zhang Bad thought about it but didn't come up with any good idea. He shouted, gathered a wind gun in front of him and shot at the national division.
The national teacher who knelt down to the chair in the air seemed to have no feeling at all. He just kowtowed and said something in his mouth. He was almost confused when he heard Zhang Bad.
"Bomb."
The sound of the explosion this time was even more powerful. Zhang Bad, who was in the distance, felt the airflow generated when the wind gun burst, but the national teacher who was close to him seemed to feel it at all and stood up and walked towards the chair.
"This is really a little evil." Zhang Bad said in his heart.
After so many trials, Zhang Bad has determined that the culprit of so many things must be the chair that looks quite ordinary. It is this chair that makes the national teacher not hurt at all, and it can also make all Zhang Bad's efforts disappear. The ashes and smoke disappeared.
"This chair is unusual." The fire unicorn said solemnly in Zhang's bad sea of knowledge.
"Do you know what this is? I don't think it will be as simple as a chair. He said with a cracked mouth.
"Nonsense, it's definitely a magic weapon, and it's also a spiritual weapon." Fire unicorn said.
"But what is the national teacher doing kneeling and worshiping there now?" Zhang Bad said doubtfully.
"It's like asking about that chair." The fire unicorn said solemnly.
"Ask about that chair," Zhang Bad laughed, but he couldn't laugh immediately.
The national teacher walked to the chair and wanted to turn around to do it, but he suddenly stood up again, as if he was very frightened. He turned around and knelt in a hurry. He didn't know what he was saying. It looked like he had done something wrong, and he had to get the approval of the chair to sit on the chair.
"At least it's a top-grade spiritual weapon." Fire unicorn said.
"No way, this national teacher actually has two top-quality spiritual weapons in his hand. If those big factions know about it, they won't be ashamed to death." Zhang was stunned and said for a moment.
"This can only be said that his luck is really good." The fire unicorn sighed and said.
"Where did he get all these things?" Zhang Bad suddenly patted his head and said.
"If you know where he got these magic weapons, he may get more magic weapons." Zhang Bad said with a grin.
"That depends on whether the national teacher will tell you." Huo Qilin said with a smile.
"If you don't say it, you have to say it. If you don't say it, you can't say it." Zhang Bad said.
"That's it." Huo Qilin couldn't help licking his mouth and smiled proudly.
It is exciting to think that there are so many high-quality spiritual weapons.
"Hey, you still have an end. Kneel down to a broken chair." Zhang Bad shouted loudly.
The national teacher, who had been unconscious, suddenly turned his head, with an angry expression on his face, as if Zhang scolded his parents.
"What do you know? This is a fairy weapon. How dare you say that this fairy chair is a broken chair? It's really ignorant." The national teacher said with a sneer.
"Fairy." Zhang bad couldn't help taking a deep breath of cold air.
What is the concept of fairy weapons, that is, the taste of who competes with fairy weapons.
What immortals have used, and it is also refined by immortals. This thing can use the aura of heaven and earth, which is not comparable to ordinary spiritual weapons.
"Are you still fighting?" Zhang Bad turned his eyes and said with a sneer, "I regard a broken chair as a fairy weapon. I'm ashamed of you for yours."
This time, without waiting for the national teacher to speak, the chair flew up by itself and rushed towards Zhang Bad.
Look at that posture as long as you hit yourself to death.