Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 516: Rival
The angry attack was in vain. Wei Cong calmed down and looked at his enemy again. Or, this can also be considered an opponent!
This Lin Yi is only at the early stage of Jindan cultivation, how could he have such amazing strength! That fierce and strange aura, the fierce and fierce killing intent, I am afraid that the cultivation level of the middle stage of Jindan is nothing more than this! And his muscles and bones are strong and his strength is unique among monks!
The flying sword was hovering in front of his eyes, and the sword was intact, which made Wei Cong feel relieved. But in the first encounter, he didn't take any advantage, which made him inevitably feel ashamed and angry. snort! Don’t think you can survive with just an iron rod! The competition between monks is ultimately a competition of cultivation! Let me show you what it means to be a master!
When Wei Congyu was furious in his heart, the man standing ten or twenty feet away was also eager to try!
His eyes passed over the iron rod in his hand, and a brand-new sword mark on it was shocking, but Lin Yi was still determined! It was the first time to face off against a master from the late Jindan period. It was a head-on encounter, and there was no defeat as expected. Except for a slight soreness in his arm, his whole body was fine.
The Qi movement is not smooth and the magic power is difficult to sustain? good! If an ordinary monk were trapped in this black mist, he would probably be helpless and waiting to die! But after Lin Yi's "Spiritual Dragon Art" of "Shenglong Jue" was completed, there seemed to be two golden elixirs in the sea of qi. And that Dragon Pill is extremely righteous and yang, it is an existence beyond this world, so how can it be afraid of this evil spirit.
When his fists had the weight to speak, Lin Yi's fighting spirit became stronger! He swung the iron rod again, rushed towards it as soon as he moved, and shouted: "Wei Cong, come again -"
The black stick shadow is like a dark cloud. Wei Cong snorted coldly and did not give in. Instead, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a golden dragon four to five feet long escaped from his arm. His flying sword took advantage of the situation and struck Lin Yi like a bolt of lightning.
Seeing that the other party had sacrificed the Zhengyang Golden Dragon Hand, Lin Yi, who was in mid-air, did not hesitate. The moment the iron rod in his hand whizzed down with the sound of wind, a burst of flame suddenly flew out from his arm, and then turned into a five-dimensional sword. A six-foot-long red gold flame dragon. As a deep and soul-stirring dragon roar sounded, one golden and one red, the two dragon shadows collided in an instant.
At the same time, Wei Cong's flying sword arrived first and was in front of Lin Yi. The latter smashed the iron rod down regardless, but opened his mouth and spit out a sword light——
With a loud sound of "Dang-", Wei Cong's expression changed slightly. His magical flying sword moved quickly, but was blocked by a golden sword spit out by the opponent. And the iron rod that came quickly and violently reached the top of the head——
Wei Cong's face was gloomy and he refused to take a step back. It would be embarrassing to take half a step back against a kid who is in the early stage of the Golden Elixir! A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and spat out something again. And his hands refused to be idle. As soon as the sleeves of his robe were swung, three rays of sword light flew away——
The iron rod in his hand was about to hit Wei Cong on the head, when a square tripod about ten feet in size suddenly stopped in front of him. In the midst of the lightning and flint, three more flying swords struck at the top, middle and bottom. I originally thought of using my strength to bully others, but in an instant, I turned into riding a tiger. At the critical moment, Lin's eyes flashed red, and the Xuantian Shield on his body came out; his arms used 100% of his strength, and his body brought up a dragon shadow, and he shouted loudly: "Hey—— "The moment the shout was about to start, there was another "boom--", followed by the sound of "dang, dang, dang".
The iron rod hit the square tripod, with a deafening roar, and the huge force counterattacked. Lin Yi turned back and somersaulted several times, but still could not avoid the attack of the flying sword, which was blocked by the Xuantian Shield.
Although the square tripod blocked the ferocious iron rod, it fell down with a "buzz" sound and became the size of a palm again. Wei Cong reached out to catch it. He was stunned for a moment, feeling inexplicably in a trance. He suddenly came back to his senses with a start, and then cursed angrily——
"Damn it, how dare you confuse my mind and destroy my Zhengyang Cauldron..."
Zhengyang Cauldron is the exclusive property of Zhengyang Sect. Originally there were only five of them, owned by the masters of one peak and four pavilions. They were really rare self-defense weapons, so how could they be destroyed so easily. But the dark little cauldron is still there, but its magic power has been damaged, and it may have to be stored in the golden elixir for a few days.
Wei Cong felt sorry for his Zhengyang Cauldron, but Lin Yi, who rolled up and fell down, had a look of helplessness on his face. The Xuantian Shield was shattered after blocking the attack from the flying sword; the Golden Dragon Sword and the Red Gold Flame Dragon had a slight upper hand, but it was difficult to win for a while.
Seeing that the other party withdrew his flying sword and golden dragon hand in astonishment, Lin Yi took advantage of the situation and stood still on his feet. The black gold iron rod in his hand was replaced by a golden dragon sword, and he took a deep breath.
No matter how ferocious the iron rod is, it cannot shake the foundation of Wei Cong. I wanted to take advantage of the power of the 'phantom pupil' to make a sneak attack, but it was still in vain. This is the reason why their cultivation levels are so different! Lin Yi has a deep understanding of this. If you continue to use brute force like this, you will only fall down from exhaustion. And when it comes to magical powers, he, a monk in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, is in no way comparable to a famous master in the late stage of the Golden Elixir. If this continues, the situation is not optimistic.
While Lin Yi was secretly calculating, Wei Cong was stunned. In the past few rounds, he didn't take any advantage. And it is not yet known what other methods the opponent has. If you want to win and kill him, I am afraid it will take a lot of trouble! Is this still a monk in the early stage of Golden Elixir? How could it be so difficult! However, today is a rare opportunity, so we must not give up!
There is a master at the late stage of Golden Elixir and a latecomer at the early stage of Golden Elixir. If these two people compete, there should be no suspense about the final outcome. But it's not just one of them who doesn't want to give up. Looking back at the cave entrance where he came from, Lin Yi turned to Qiu Caiying and said, "You'd better leave here to avoid harming yourself!" As he spoke, the golden sword in his hand shone with light. Suddenly, it turned into countless golden lights that seemed to be nothing, flew out, and disappeared into every corner of the cave in the blink of an eye.
It's not difficult to escape from here, but Lin Yi doesn't want to escape yet! This is the first real opponent he has encountered since returning to Daxia, and he wants to fight with all his strength! This is not to look down upon the opponent, but to see how strong you are! However, the means to deal with the enemy are still lacking.
Lin Yi's behavior was unusual, and the murderous intent in the cave became more and more intense. There was a bit of suspicion in his expression. After looking around, Wei Cong snorted coldly at the other party and said: "The golden dragon hand is a bit weird, the magic flying sword is quite impressive, the Xuantian shield is quite powerful, and the iron rod should be used." It is refined from Xuanjin, so it is considered to be hard. However, the technique you just performed did not come from Zhengyang Sect, nor from Xuantian Sect, nor from any immortal sect in Daxia. Means, Wei is quite looking forward to this!"
Unconsciously, Wei Cong became cautious. Seeing that Qiu Caiying was still hesitating, he added impatiently: "You, this junior, must be from Montenegro, right? Don't get in the way here and leave quickly!"
Hearing the sound, Qiu Caiying's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. As soon as his feet moved, he abandoned the entrance of the cave and headed straight for the black spring with billowing mist. Unexpectedly, she stepped towards the spring water and did not forget to cast a quick glance at Lin Yi.
Qiu Caiying disappeared into the spring, which was quite strange! In the cave, the remaining two opponents remained unmoved, each staring at the other, preparing for the attack.
"Lin Yi, let Wei Cong see what else you can do!" As he spoke, Wei Cong's aura changed. His eyes were bright, his green beard was fluttering, and the flying sword hovering around him suddenly shone with a dazzling light, illuminating the entire cave in an instant.
The masters of the late Jindan stage must not be underestimated! This is the real guard!
Lin Yi was stunned and looked solemn. He slowly raised the golden sword in his hand, and a violent aura emerged. Then there was a dim golden light flashing, and behind him appeared an illusory dragon head that was more than ten feet in size, ferocious and ferocious.
“Bang——” A slight explosion suddenly broke the silence of the cave. Two different and powerful momentums collided together, and the black mist suddenly disappeared. The surroundings were filled with only a strong sense of murder.
Hundreds of feet deep under the Black Water Cliff, in this huge cave, a life and death fight is inevitable. And just when a pair of enemies were about to take action, their expressions changed...
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