Chapter 288 Slap Flat!

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"It's the Yin Phosphorous Bead again. Do you Ming Yuanzong have anything new?" The short and fat monk surnamed Qi continued to read what Wei Suo said at this time.

On the blue light curtain, the green-robed Ming Yuanzong cultivator whose complexion instantly became uglier than a dead old woman shook his hand and shot out more than a dozen Yin phosphorous beads.

"I put down all the monsters and magical weapons on my body!" The Yin phosphorus bead hit the flying sword, and the flying sword coated with two layers of magic crystals did not respond at all, but this flying sword abruptly paused in the air. Stopped, because this green-robed Ming Yuanzong monk suddenly called out such a sentence.

"That's right, as long as you put down all the monsters and magic weapons, we're still good brothers." Wei Suo stopped the flying sword in the air, and all the monks present could see clearly now.

"It really has a hilt, it really is a flying sword!" Some monks who reacted slowly uttered such a shout at this time, and many monks couldn't help but shouted in their hearts, "You Sister!"

The faces of Li Minghe and the elders of Ming Yuanzong became extremely ugly.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, this green-robed Ming Yuanzong monk surrendered directly and begged for mercy.

After gritting his teeth, he quickly took out a treasure pouch from his body and threw it to Wei Suo.

"No way, brother, you might be hiding something like this. You have to take off all the cassocks first." Wei Suo shook his head and said.

"This..." The chunky monk surnamed Qi who can read lips is really talented, and when he read the conversation between the two, he still had a tone.

"Why, is there really something good hidden on your body?" Wei Suo's eyes suddenly glowed golden.

"No, I'm next..., I'm empty..." the green-robed Ming Yuanzong monk stammered, with an extremely embarrassing expression on his face.

"Empty gear?" Wei Suo didn't react for a while, looking very puzzled.

"It's just... I have always disliked wearing clothes under my cassock."

"Isn't it?" Wei Suo finally came to his senses, and all the monks on the sea burst into laughter.

"It doesn't matter anymore, there is no one else here." Wei Suo persuaded like an old friend.

"Your sister, you really are in the vacant position." What made many monks present cry out was that this green-robed Ming Yuanzong monk hesitated for a while, and had no choice but to take off his cassock.

Inside the monk's green robe,

Sure enough, there was nothing but a chicken.

"Brother, it's not bad. You have well-developed chest muscles." Wei Suo looked at the monk and said this with a tut.

"Your cassock is not bad, so give it to your brother. You should wear my cassock."

Wei Suo stretched out his hand to grab it, and put away the cassock that the Ming Yuanzong cultivator with an embarrassing expression had taken off, and then threw an ordinary green cloth cassock to the Ming Yuanzong monk.

"boom!"

There was another burst of laughter on the sea. After this Ming Yuanzong monk quickly put on the green cloth cassock, he didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and snatched it away quickly. But this green robe was not so tight. When he flew away, the Ming Yuanzong monk obviously shivered a little, and it was clearly the wind blowing his butt cool.

The faces of the two Ming Yuanzong elders were ashen. Faced with such a situation, even if they removed the refracting mirror, they would still be laughed at by the monks present, and now Wei Suo's strength has already made their hearts tremble. An extremely strong uneasiness arose, and for a while they involuntarily fixed the refracting mirror on Wei Suo's body.

After Wei Suo collected all the belongings of this Ming Yuanzong monk, he didn't stop at all, and then quietly fled towards the dense forest on the right.

After about five or six miles away, Wei Suo stopped. When he stretched out his hand, the blue-black yin energy in his hand surged, and he captured several monsters and returned them, directly putting them into the treasure bag. The speed at which the monsters were captured proficiently this time made almost all the monks fail to see clearly what level of monsters Wei Suo had caught.

But after catching these monsters, Wei Suo stopped suddenly, frowned, as if he was listening to something, and then suddenly called out.

"Stupid!" After hesitating for a moment, the monk surnamed Qi read Wei Suo's words.

After the two elders of Ming Yuanzong were stunned for a moment, they immediately controlled the refracting mirror and quickly scanned it within a few miles around Wei Suo.

A goose-yellow figure and a cyan figure flashed past in the blue light curtain.

The refractor immediately stopped and turned back.

Oran Meng! All the monks present immediately recognized these two people, they were Ou Ranmeng, a genius disciple of Ming Yuanzong, and the disciple of Ming Yuanzong who had a vacancy just now.

Seeing Ou Ranmeng's appearance, Li Minghe immediately looked at Patriarch Xuanyuan with a dark smile.

The meaning in his eyes was self-evident. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Wei Suo was, he couldn't be Auran Meng's opponent. Wei Suo's good days are about to come to an end.

"With just a flying sword, can you be so arrogant? Don't think that if you can't hide, I can't catch you?" The monk surnamed Qi couldn't help but took a deep breath, and immediately read Out of what Ou Ranmeng said, "I will let you know what life is worse than death."

After Ou Ranmeng said this sharply, a layer of thunder appeared all over his body, and disappeared in a flash!

Obviously, through Wei Suo's stupid sound, Ou Ranmeng had already judged Wei Suo's approximate location.

The entire sea suddenly became silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

The two Ming Yuanzong elders immediately turned the refracting mirror to Wei Suo's position.

Wei Suo stayed where he was, and didn't leave.

"Is it a magic circle?"

All the monks saw that Wei Suo shook his hand, and dozens of small khaki flags flew out of his hand and disappeared on the ground around him.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to grab it, put on the invisibility robe again, and immediately disappeared in place.

In just a dozen or so breaths, there was a flash of thunder, and Ou Ranmeng had already appeared in the forest.

A puff of yellow air suddenly rose up!

The magic circle was instantly activated by Wei Suo.

But on Ou Ranmeng's face, there was a look of disdain instead.

The speed at which he cast the magic weapon was also frighteningly fast. At the moment when the yellow air rose, a ball of golden light and a dark green brilliance appeared around Ou Ranmeng's body at the same time.

The ball of golden light is a tent-like magic weapon, it should be a defensive magic weapon, enclosing Ou Ranmeng's whole body in it. And that dark green brilliance is exactly his scythe-shaped attack weapon that is as tall as a person and has a frightening appearance.

While sacrificing this magic weapon, a formula has already formed in his hands.

The sky above it suddenly brightened, and golden lightning filaments poured down like a torrential rain, covering a radius of nearly a hundred feet.

A black light flashed, and the expressionless Wei Suo appeared under the black water lotus.

Obviously, although he has the invisibility robe, the range and power of Ou Ranmeng's spell are so amazing that he had to release the defensive magic weapon, forcing him to appear.

At the same time as his figure appeared, the flying sword on the door panel also emerged, shining golden light all over his body, and slashed towards Ou Ranmeng.

"Don't you think you might be my opponent!" Ou Ranmeng sneered disdainfully, and the sickle-shaped attack magic weapon suspended in front of him also directly slashed at Wei Suo.

I saw that this magic weapon directly intersected with Wei Suo's flying sword in the air. In comparison, its speed was much faster than Wei Suo's flying sword. Coming later, he arrived not far in front of Wei Suo in an instant.

The breathing of most monks on the sea is almost stagnant!

Because according to the speed of the two, even if Wei Suo wanted to recall Feijian to defend Auran Meng's magic weapon, it would be too late.

As expected of a genius disciple, Ou Ranmeng didn't defend at all at the moment, and just let go to attack, wanting to kill Wei Suo instantly!

And the power of this magic weapon was clearly seen by all the monks present. With the blessing of Ou Ranmeng's technique, this magic weapon has reached the astonishing level of a mid-level magic weapon!

But at this moment, the expression on Wei Suo's face remained unchanged.

He waved his hand expressionlessly, and the blue-black yin energy surged out, instantly congealed into a blue-black ghost claw, and grabbed this magic weapon with one claw.

The blue-black ghost claw was immediately cut and burst open.

But at the same time, more than a dozen white crescent-shaped water blades that appeared out of thin air, one foot long, also hit this magic weapon.

Being bumped by these two things, the castration of this magic weapon was noticeably slowed down slightly.

Immediately afterwards, countless strands of cyan light gushed out from the cyan cassock on Wei Suo's body, forming layers of cyan light nets in front of him.

Ou Ranmeng's sickle-shaped magic weapon cut through the light net layer by layer, and hit the black water lotus outside Wei Suo's body. A layer of water splashed out from the petals of the black water lotus, but It was blocked!

"How can it be!"

Seeing that the black water lotus on the last layer hadn't been cut through, Ou Ranmeng's eyes flashed disbelief.

But at this moment, Wei Suo's flying sword had already slashed at the golden tent outside him.

The golden tent was directly smashed by the flying sword. But in a flash of thunder, Ou Ranmeng's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the flying sword that slashed down just caught an afterimage.

Most of the monks on the sea gasped again.

The speed of Ou Ranmeng's escape method is actually the same as his sickle-shaped magic weapon, faster than Wei Suo's flying sword.

In this way, no matter how powerful Wei Suo's flying sword is, it is impossible to kill him. And judging from the situation just now, Wei Suo's sickle-shaped magic weapon to stop him has almost reached its limit.

From this point of view, it was absolutely impossible for Wei Suo to defeat Ou Ranmeng.

But at this moment, Wei Suo stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

A ball of black light shot out from his hand.

This ball of black light was like a magic weapon like two black wings, and in a flash, this magic weapon arrived in front of Auran Meng.

And under these two magic weapons that look like black wings, there is actually a small black knife attached to it.

Under Ou Ranmeng's unbelievable gaze, a bloody light shot out from the tip of the black knife, hitting him.

A blood hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest in an instant!

Without stopping for a moment, while Ou Ranmeng was stiff all over, the door-sized flying sword slapped fiercely on the body of this genius cultivator with fifth level of mind.

"Snapped!"

All the monks present all changed their faces, as if they heard the sound of being slapped up with their own ears.

Like the previous two monks, Ou Ranmeng was beaten to the ground!

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