Chapter 16 Impersonating the Sword Old

Feng Wanting's heart suddenly caught his heart and is finally going to fight. Although he has wanted to fight with Cao Niu and Shu Yanxu countless times in five years, he has never had this courage. On the one hand, his cultivation is not as good as others, and on the other hand, he doesn't have many helpers. He is simply looking for death to provoke others.

But who knows that he was forced to this point today.

If you want to fight, just fight. I'm afraid of nothing!

A strong inexplicable confidence suddenly surged in Fengwanting's mind. He moved his finger and shot his sword at Cao Niu.

"Well, don't interfere, let me teach this ignorant waste!" Cao Niu snorted coldly and stopped the other four monks who were preparing to help.

After the flying sword took action, Feng Wanting felt afraid. He actually took action on the foundation monk and died today.

As he thought, Cao Niu's flame gun was picked forward. Before the gun arrived, a condensed fire tongue on the tip of the gun rushed out and hit the flying sword of Fengwan Pavilion, picking up the flying sword like a piece of broken iron. The cultivation gap between the foundation monk and the practicing qi monk was undoubtedly revealed.

Cao Niu looked at the panicked Fengwan Pavilion, and a trace of ferociousness flashed in his eyes. Hey, he was going to kill you a long time ago. He sent it to the gun and happened to do it, which was also a relief for the Hong Zhantu incident that year.

Cao Niu turned around and the flame gun turned 360 degrees, with a hot flame splitting from the shoulder blade of Fengwanting in an oblique direction. This move is called a gyro chopping. It is not Cao Niu's strongest move, but it is the most handsome move he feels.

As death approached, Fengwanting was so scared that he stepped back and hit Luo Han's body. He didn't have time to think much about it and took out an ordinary shield-shaped magic weapon from the bag to resist. In fact, he knew in his heart that this cheap magic weapon could not stop Cao Niu's blow at all, and his face was full of fear.

Sure enough, as soon as the shield-shaped magic weapon touched the fire tongue of the flame gun, it was blown to pieces.

Fengwanting's face was like dead ashes, and the fire tongue spewing from the flame gun hit his neck heavily. At this moment, his only protection is the layer of spiritual protection that is not worth mentioning in front of the foundation monks. Judging from the common sense of five monks such as Fengwanting and Cao Niu, the spiritual power of practicing the nine-phase monks can never stop the flame gun. This blow.

However, Fengwan Pavilion is not dead.

The fire tongue knocked Feng Wanting upside down and fell to the ground with the thin and masked man behind him, rolling more than ten meters, like two awkward rolling gourds.

Cao Niu was first slightly surprised that he did not kill Feng Wanting, and then was amused by the other party's embarrassed appearance. He forgot the doubt in his heart and laughed. The four followers beside him also compounded with Cao Niu to laugh at Feng Wanting.

"Isn't he dead?" Feng Wanting himself was stunned. Although there was severe pain in his chest, and the bones may have broken a few pieces, he couldn't figure out why he was not split by Cao Niu. It seemed that there was a strong spiritual power pouring into his body at the last moment to protect his body. Could it be the accumulation of five years of slow cultivation? Did you break through in the face of life and death?

Fengwanting was suspicious and suddenly saw a red curved sword flying out of his waist.

"Yo, do you still want to resist? Another broken sword came out. Do you think you are a sword cultivation in the fairyland? Haha!"

Cao Niu laughed at Fengwan Pavilion unscrupulously, and at the same time, the flame gun poked out and picked it towards the red curved sword.

The Qu Jian was picked away again, obliquely crossed the top of Cao Niu's head and fell behind him.

"What a waste, go to hell!" Cao Niu roared, and the flame gun stabbed Fengwanting's chest. You should know that Director Shu Yanxu was still waiting for him to send materials (spirit stone, array flag, elixir, etc.) to the front line. It is said that the front line is tight and can no longer be delayed.

The sharp tongue of the flame gun soared, causing the temperature in the whole Tibetan spirit tower to rise suddenly.

"No, this temperature is not right!"

A cold chill flashed in Cao Niu's heart. As a monk who has been using fire magic weapons for a long time, he keenly felt that the surrounding temperature was wrong, and another heat source appeared in this room.

This heat source is overhead!

Cao Niu suddenly looked up and saw that the fiery red dragon sword suddenly changed its swinging and falling posture, turning into a sharp fire dragon to stab his flight. At the same time, the vast spiritual power fluctuation came from the sword body, which was by no means the extent that the practicing monk could achieve.

Cao Niu roared and stepped back with a gun. The fire tongue of the flame gun would sweep the door of Fengwanting and burn his eyebrows and hair in an instant. What's worse was that the fire tongue swept over Fengwanting's eyes. The fragile eyeball could not withstand the high temperature. After making a slight explosion sound, both burst, and the black blood was wrapped in confused thick liquid from his eyes. The eyes spewed out, and the screams of Fengwanting suddenly sounded.

No one understands what happened. Fengwanting sneaked on Cao Niu at a level higher than the practicing monk?

Then how could he be blinded by the fire tongue of the flame gun?

Is this also an illusion?

The Red Dragon Sword did not give them time to consider. When Cao Niu dodged backwards, the Red Dragon Sword quickly turned a small angle and stabbed Cao Niu's follower. The follower was unprepared and immediately burned into coke by the Red Dragon Sword.

At the same time, the masked man who had been hiding behind Cao Niu stood up. He waved his hand and a black toad seal crashed into another follower. This man took out a magic weapon to resist in a panic, but was trapped by three beams shot by the black toad seal, and the black and white double instrument fell on his head.

A tall white dog-shaped warcraft suddenly appeared behind the third follower and bit his waist.

The last follower turned around to run, but a black light shot from the masked man's wrist and pierced his heart.

Luo Han took action and killed four monks who practiced more than eight periods in seconds.

When Cao Niu stood firmly, his four men were all dead, and their deaths were different, which made him completely confused. He looked at the masked man and wanted to see the man's cultivation, but something frightened him happened. The masked man had no spiritual power.

Those who can hide the fluctuations of spiritual power in front of the foundation monks must be monks above the Jiedan period, and generally speaking, it is difficult for the monks in the Jiedan period, unless they have practiced secret special skills, but if it is Yuanying monks, it is very easy to hide their cultivation in front of the foundation monks.

"You... Which senior are you?"

Cao Niu asked tremblingly that in his eyes, the masked man was at least a Jiedan monk, but somehow, he felt that the other party was a Yuanying monk.

"Piaoling Sword Old!"

There was no sound. A wisp of divine knowledge forcibly penetrated into the body and threw the name into the depths of Cao Niu's divine consciousness. Cao Niu's brain was blank!

"I don't know if the old sword has arrived and offended the old sword. The villain deserves to die! ...What's the order of Jian Lao? Disciple will do his best!"

Cao Niu is worthy of being the ten-year-old second of the fairy science department. His ability to welcome his boss is more powerful than immortality. He heard rumors that the old baby, the old baby, had died when he fought with the owner of the Spirit Beast Mountain. Unexpectedly, he saw him standing in front of him alive. He immediately judged that the gorge border city was over, and the Dan period monks did not necessarily resist. How could he fight against the Yuanying monk who lived in the gorge, so he immediately turned down and worshipped him to be loyal to the flying swordsman.

"Humph, what do I want you to do with a little ant?"

The cold voice came, and Cao Niu sweated all over and shouted anxiously, "I can help the sword old man go straight to the top of the Tibetan spirit tower, and everything hidden in it is dedicated to the sword old man."

"Joke, these things are like dung in my eyes. Besides, your seven-son lock spirit array and the big five-eed defense array are useless in my eyes. Do you need your help?"

Luo Han has actually seen the two (harmonious) magic arrays outside the Tibetan Spirit Tower. One is the big five-line defense array that purely defends attacks, and the other is the seven-son lock spiritual array that traps the monks by cleverness. These two magic arrays are difficult to deal with if they tell the truth. If they rely solely on external forces, at least a few late foundation-building monks can join hands. Forced to break the array.

Cao Niu was shocked when he heard this. He secretly said that it was indeed a Yuanying monk who actually saw through the organs of the Tibetan Spirit Tower at a glance. He also knew that these large arrays were indeed useless to Yuan Ying monks. He quickly laughed and said, "Senior Jian, why do you do such a small thing? I will immediately open all the prohibitions."

After saying that, Cao Niu is going to turn back to close the magic array. This is his oily skin. Although the "Piaoling Sword Old" clearly does not need his help at all, he still flatters shamelessly and takes the initiative to pay attention. This is the skill he has practiced for many years. To be honest, if he meets the real Piaoling Jianlao, Maybe it will work, but he met Luo Han.

"Hmm, presumptuous!"

Cao Niu shivered with a cold hum. He turned around with a wry smile, but saw a black pill thrown by the "Piaoling Sword Oldman", and he quickly grabbed it.

"If you want to live, swallow this pill first."