Chapter 44 Group Attack (Ask for Vote)
Seeing Guoguo's head nodded straight and was about to cry, Xu Le no longer hesitated. As soon as he moved, he flashed to the bottom of the cliff, and then performed the lower-level skill [wall swimming skill]. His whole body was like a humanoid gecko, walking flat on the cliff.
"A six-level stinky boy dares to grab Tianluoguo. He really doesn't know whether to live or die." A sharp-mouthed man sneered. He inserted five fingers in his left hand into the stone wall and punched his right hand to kill Xu Le.
"Hmm."
Xu Le was unmoved and didn't even have the interest of counterattack. He waved his waist and showed the climbing in [Dragon and Snake Dance]. In everyone's eyes, he was like a python passing through the cracks of the crowd and rushing to the Luoguo tree that day.
Since it is a rare treasure, Xu Le will naturally not be vague.
Practice is resources, strength, and conspiracy.
"Get out of here." The black-faced man forced the people nearby away. Just as he was about to reach out to pick the Tianluo fruit, but there was a wind behind his head, and a powerful force attacked him. In order to save his life, he had to stab backhand. As long as he won two breaths, the five rales are his trophies.
Kka-
Xu Le used nine shooting claws to smash the knife in the hand of the black-faced man. Since the greatness of his divine physique, his physical strength can directly destroy the magic weapon.
"It should be you who want to get out of here." Xu Le smiled and grabbed his heart. His fingers were curved and sharp, looking shabby.
The black-faced man's eyes changed slightly, so he had to move one meter horizontally to avoid the end of being dug out. Less than level 9 of quenching, ordinary practitioners are basically powerless in mid-air, and can only exert 30% or 40% of their strength.
But Xu Le is different. Although his wings have not changed, relying on the control of the wind, he can temporarily stop a breath in mid-air and free his limbs to attack with all his strength.
"It's a good job." Xu Le lightningly swept five Tianluoguo, and then shot down to the ground, "Doudou, how to preserve this Tianluoguo?"
"Be careful not to break the peel on the surface." Guoguo's wrist flashed, and a jade box appeared. She carefully put all the Tianluoguo in and closed it tightly.
"Storage bracelet."
When Xu Le saw the bracelet on Doudou's wrist, he doubted her true origin. Even in the Canghai Fairy Gate, except for the kind of disciples who are against the sky, ordinary disciples must practice to the tenth level of quenching to obtain a Mijiezi.
And the storage bracelet is more difficult to refine. The space inside is dozens of times that of Mijiezi. How can you have such a treasure?
More than a dozen people gathered around and looked at the two coldly.
"Kad, hand over the fruit, we can spare you for your life." The black-faced man said in a low voice, and his fist clenched, which was obviously mouthful.
"Black-faced man, that's just what you mean. We didn't agree."
"Yes, you not only have to hand over the Tianluoguo, but also leave the Mijiezi and the storage bracelet, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless."
"You have no choice. If you really force us to do it, you will kill directly, but the girl will consider staying and be stubborn."
Several eight-level people threatened, and Xu Le was a lamb to be slaughtered in their eyes.
"It's a little interesting." Xu Le suddenly smiled. Are these people too self-righteous to think that they are so easy to deal with? "Are you going together or one by one? I don't have time to spend time with you."
Everyone was stunned at the same time. Is this boy stupid? Does the level 6 cultivation want to fight against so many masters?
"Bastard, you want to die."
A quenched seven-level teenager punched, and the punch marks were rotating, driving the airflow around him, as if he had become a storm whirlpool, with great momentum.
"That's the Mahayana-level skill [Whirlpool Fist], the power of sixty-nine punches to carry the tripod, let's see how the boy resists."
"There is more than enough to die."
Xu Le saw that the punch mark came to his chest, and then suddenly opened his mouth and roared. The air wave formed a flying sword rainbow and hit the center of the whirlpool.
The teenager's fist was broken, retreated two steps in a row, stretched his arms and punched again.
"I can't stand the blow, swallow the mountain."
Xu Le shook his head. After mastering the use of some wind, he promoted the Mahayana skill [Tangshanquan] to the king level. With one punch, the momentum soared, and the air around him condensed to follow his boxing direction, forming a wave sweeping across.
The wave is vast and surging. This is no longer a simple boxing move, but a boxing spirit.
meaning is a kind of perception. The boxing move has a sense of the wind, and the boxing spirit is formed.
With just one punch, the teenager's offensive was instantly disintegrated and devoured, and the condensed fist prints drowned the other party.
A scream came out, and the teenager spit out blood and flew out, his breath was free.
It was too late for everyone to rescue. The black-faced man took out another knife from his finger. The knife was very wide, the handle was very long, and he held a general's momentum before the battle with both hands.
"Thousands of troops and horses."
The black-faced man cut out with a knife, driving his strength to the limit, and even several people around him were forced to retreat.
"It's just looking for a way to die."
Xu Le turned his head and looked, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that the killer would not get out easily today. Shoot the horse first, and then kill the strongest person to see who dares to fart.
His hands changed, his fingers were thick and tough, and he could see the airflow moving between his hands.
Boom——
The fists are surging and overwhelming.
Xu Le hit more than 100 punches in one breath, and only the invincible punch marks were seen in everyone's eyes. Those fists are huge and powerful, comparable to the nine-level cultivation. And the power of each punch is very uniform and dense, as if there are hundreds of master masters.
What arrogance, exquisite knife skills, and threats are all false, only strong strength is true. Xu Le counterattacked, devouring all the black-faced man's knife skills, and his fist turned into a trend and bombarded the other party.
The sound of clicks is endless, and everyone's scalp is numb and their calves are weak. They are too familiar with the sound, which is the sound of broken bones all over their bodies.
A quenched six-level practitioner broke out such a terrible attack power, and his knowledge was too unbelievable, which was definitely a demonic existence in the fairy gate.
The sharp-billed monkey-chewed man saw the black-faced man become a bloody body, and they looked at the same time as another hardened eight-level man.
"Seventh brother, be careful of their soul attack."
Doudou has been protected behind Xu Le. Although he was shocked by his combat effectiveness, he happened to see that the two hardened eight-level masters were about to attack the soul path, and he couldn't help hanging up.
Soul fighting, silent, thousands of changes, all in an instant. If you are not careful, even if one side wins by chance, it will be greatly damaged, the realm of soul will deteriorate, and may even never progress at all.
So under normal circumstances, the soul attack is the last attempt, or if you have enough confidence in your soul power.
Xu Le knows that the people who can be selected are basically geniuses, otherwise they would not have cultivated to such a high level at a young age. The number of immortals in the whole immortal world is unknown, and there are countless talented disciples who can be cultivated, so they have been on guard against their soul attacks since they started.
"Just in time, swallow your souls."
Xu Le seemed to have no reaction. As if his soul power rushed into his mind, he just meditated on the boundless sea of suffering.
His mind is only the size of sesame seeds, and his strength condenses a little without revealing anything. After the two spiritual energy rushed in, I couldn't feel the soul breath, which was very strange.
"This boy is evil, let's fight together and erase his mind."
Suddenly, ten soul forces rushed into Xu Le's mind, wantonly in his boundless sea of suffering, trying to find out where the divine thoughts were. Among these people, the strongest soul breath is the peak of the early condensation, and none of them has been promoted to the middle of condensation.
Not to mention 'no', although you stretch out your soul blockade, you can kill all their soul power.
"What's the matter? Why can't I find the boy's mind and can't even feel the breath of his soul?"
"Is his spiritual suffering sea an illusion? Otherwise, how can he avoid the search of so many of us?"
"His bitter sea is calm, and some of them are too abnormal. Let's get out quickly."
Although the stone sword is suppressed in the center of the boundless sea of suffering, the sword soul brand has awakened, and there is naturally a way not to be discovered by the existence of the stone sword. Seeing that they were all about to quit, a spiritual thinking came out.
"Do you think this is a place? Come and leave if you want?"
Xu Le's spiritual power suddenly swept all directions. He was in the later state of concentration, and his soul power was ten times that of them. A gentle sweep is like a sword cutting an attack, forming a barrier and imprisoning twelve soul forces in a space.
No' appeared expressionlessly. He just reached out and grabbed it, and those soul forces rushed into his palm: "Although it's too weak, at least it's a piece of meat."
With a mouthful of inhalation, those soul forces become his nourishing food.
Soul fighting, only in an instant. Xu Le's figure stopped for a moment, and he didn't even change his expression.
Twelve screams sounded, and they were not injured by their mind, but more than half of their soul power disappeared. It's like the blood in the human body suddenly loses half of the concept.
The remaining two seven-level women stood there tremblingly, and their faces were pale and bloodless. No matter how stupid he is, he knows what happened just now. Twelve soul practitioners attacked one person at the same time, but they were counterattacked in an instant and all of them were injured.
How shocking and horrible this is.
Doudou was also dumbfounded. Are there any such perverts?
"Why didn't you two do it just now?" Xu Le turned around and looked at the two women and asked strangely.
"Although we have started the practice of the soul path, every time we cultivate a little soul power, we are absorbed by the young master. We are just soul slaves raised by others."
A woman said frightenedly, with despair in her eyes.
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