Text Chapter 1094: The Taoist Saint Is Just Like This

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There are long worms in the snow sea ice field, which eat ice and dig holes to live in. They can spin silk into cocoons. Their silk is tough and not afraid of water and fire. This worm is commonly known as ice silkworm and is extremely rare.

The clothes on Feng Beichen's body are made of ice silk. It is not easy to make a piece of clothing with ice silk. The benefits are also obvious. It is not afraid of cold and heat, water and fire, and has strong toughness. With his magic power, it is difficult for ordinary golden crystal swords and guns to break.

Feng Beichen only has this kind of ice silk clothes, and he forced the ancestors of the South and North Pole to find a way to get it. It is unlikely to make a second one at present. I thought the defense was okay, but who would have thought that the sharpness of Miao Yi's Ni Lin gun was beyond his imagination. Just a few times, he directly twisted his clothes and sleeves.

A piece of clothing would be fine, but the situation was so dangerous that Feng Beichen felt like he was playing with fire. He almost broke out in a cold sweat. He almost lost his life. How could he not be afraid?

He quickly retreated and got out of the range of Miao Yi's spear. He didn't dare to continue to entangle like this.

Once he got out of the way, he found that both sleeves were half destroyed, and his arms were naked below the elbows. It was as ugly as it could be. If he had dressed like this on purpose, it would be fine, but he was beaten up by someone.

In the distance on the sea, after a huge wave, Qin Weiwei and others emerged from the sea and looked at the battle situation here, all wearing armor.

Originally, Fang Susu meant to suggest that Qin Weiwei and the other two leave quickly, but she put herself in their shoes. Her man was facing life and death, even if there was still a little affection. It was impossible to abandon her husband's life and death and run away.

The few people who were originally very worried, now saw the situation of the battle. Especially Feng Beichen was in a panic when Miao Yi killed him. The Taoist Saint, one of the six saints, was killed by Miao Yi and retreated to save his life. The four women were stunned.

The four people couldn't believe it was true, and their faces were full of disbelief, but the facts were in front of them.

Fang Susu's shock was even more indescribable. She couldn't believe that Miao Yi had such strength that he could fight against the Taoist Saint Feng Beichen. She suddenly realized that what she said to Miao Yi before was just a toad yawning and not knowing the height of the world. Could she really be stronger than him one day?

Gan Zeguang, who was standing on the side of the hillside, was a little dumbfounded. Is this still the Taoist Saint Feng Beichen who was high above in his mind?

Qin Xi, who was standing on the hillside, was also shocked, muttering in his heart, how could this be possible?

The Taoist Saint, one of the six saints, was killed so embarrassingly by a junior. Feng Beichen's old face was simply nowhere to be put. If it was spread out, people would laugh at him. What qualifications does he have to be among the six saints!

Feng Beichen was instantly furious, and with a single hand, a broadsword appeared in his hand.

The sword was about four inches wide and half a foot long. It was about one person tall, and the whole body was amber gold, shining in the sun.

Feng Beichen waved his sword and pointed without saying anything. With a whoosh, he rushed towards Miao Yi, wanting to kill him as soon as possible.

This scene shocked everyone who was watching. There were only a handful of people in the world who could make Feng Beichen take out a weapon to fight. It was probably only the other five saints.

Who knew that Miao Yi's momentum was not inferior at all, and Feng Beichen rushed over. He also rushed forward with a spear, forcibly colliding with Feng Beichen.

Feng Beichen, with a ferocious face, slashed out with a sword. The momentum was like a rainbow, quite like the momentum of creating the world, which made Qin Weiwei and others tremble with fear.

Amid the sound of the dragon's roar, a cold light burst out from Miao Yi's hand, directly facing the sword.

Bang! A loud sound.

Feng Beichen suddenly found that he had swung his sword halfway into nothing. Actually, it wasn't that he swung it halfway into nothing. He watched helplessly as the sword in his hand collided with the opponent's sharp edge and broke in half with a crisp sound.

What a joke? How could his own high-purity golden crystal sword be so vulnerable? Feng Beichen was a little dumbfounded.

Miao Yi would not be polite to him. He broke the opponent's sword with a shot and turned the spear tip to stab him in the throat.

Feng Beichen was not a pushover. He moved both hands at the same time. One of his hands was empty. He used a strange force to deflect Miao Yi's stab and slightly slowed down Miao Yi's speed of shooting. The corner of his mouth curled up with a sinister look. He took advantage of this opportunity to chop down the half-broken sword in his other hand.

Bang! The sound reverberated through the heaven and earth.

It was exactly what Feng Beichen wanted. He slashed hard on the gun barrel of the Ni Lin gun. He didn't believe that the gun barrel could be as sharp as the gun tip. He wanted to shake the gun out of Miao Yi's hand with his far superior cultivation.

He could see that this guy's gun was very steady and accurate, and the speed of the gun was as fast as lightning. In addition, the gun was extremely sharp. With the gun in hand, he could not get close to him at all.

The difference between the cultivation level of the Golden Lotus Realm was not small, let alone the difference of two levels.

After being slashed by the sword, Miao Yi was indeed unable to stabilize his body. He fell forward and pounced, which was equivalent to exposing his back to the opponent.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the fierce force of this attack that made Miao Yi unstable, and without the threat of the sharp gun, Feng Beichen showed a grim smile, dodged and slashed at Miao Yi's neck with a sword.

Although the sword was broken by Miao Yi's gun, the sword itself was long enough, and the remaining half was enough to match the length of an ordinary sword, enough to kill people!

This scene made Qin Weiwei and others almost scream, and Qin Xi's ten fingers on both hands were also tangled together.

Feng Beichen rushed over with a sword with a sinister smile, but before the smile could spread out, it froze at the corners of his mouth, his eyes widened, and he became flustered again.

Miao Yi was indeed knocked down by his sword, but it was not a passive move. Instead, he took the initiative to take advantage of the powerful force exerted by Feng Beichen and quickly turned over. He split his legs in the air and a return shot came out from his crotch, and the cold light instantly came back.

Not only did he dissolve Feng Beichen's attack force, but he also used Feng Beichen's force to turn over faster.

This was not the first time he had fought with someone who was much more powerful than him. Facing a strong enemy, he had already summed up a set of his own countermeasures.

Feng Beichen, who was slashing with a sword, was startled. In a blink of an eye, the advantage turned into him bumping into the muzzle of the gun.

Feng Beichen quickly shot backwards into the sky, his feet up and his head down, and the sword in his hand quickly blocked it. He used both hands to barely resist Miao Yi's return shot.

Miao Yi, who soared into the sky, was upside down. He thrust his spear into the air like a dragon, chasing straight up. Chase and kill!

The two of them chased each other, one on top and one on the bottom, all the way to higher sky.

There were loud clangs and dragon roars echoing in the air.

The sword in Feng Beichen's hand was getting shorter and shorter, and was broken by Miao Yi's spears. In the end, only the hilt was left in his hand. It was useless, so he threw it out and smashed it at Miao Yi, taking advantage of Miao Yi's spear to hit it. He flew out quickly and got rid of Miao Yi's spear.

Miao Yi also chased him, but he was not as fast as Feng Beichen.

Feng Beichen looked back, shocked and angry. He was angry that he was forced into such a mess by this young boy, and he was shocked that he once again experienced the sharpness of Miao Yi's spear. If he could get this spear and this set of armor, he would be even more powerful. At that time, the Demon Saint Yun Aotian might not be able to stop him!

With this thought, Feng Beichen suddenly dived down and fell rapidly towards the sea.

He did have some other magic weapons, but they were useless against Miao Yi's spear that could cut through iron like mud. If he threw it out, it would be useless.

Miao Yi immediately chased him down and shouted angrily: "Old thief, stop running!"

The spectators couldn't believe their eyes. Miao Yi actually chased Feng Beichen away everywhere!

Near the sea surface. Feng Beichen suddenly punched out.

Boom! The water column rushed up to the sky.

Facing the huge water column, Feng Beichen spread his arms and sank into it. The water column also exploded into countless flower rains in an instant, and continued to rise to the sky.

Miao Yi, who was chasing him and rushing into the flying flower rain, immediately found something wrong. He quickly stabilized his body and looked around with his spear.

The surrounding large and small water droplets were wriggling rapidly, turning into fist-sized water balls, crystal clear and floating in the air, covering everything around.

And in each water ball, there was a face of Feng Beichen looking at him, which was equivalent to countless Feng Beichen looking at him.

Miao Yi understood that this was obviously a refracted image.

This was not the first time Miao Yi had seen something like this. He had seen it when he fought with Feng Xuan. He knew that there was no need to rush. This was a formation. Wuliang cast an infinite world, and he could not get out even if he flew around. The refining principle of Linglong Pagoda of Linglong Sect came from this.

He tried his hand with a lance, and the water balls around him collapsed, but soon merged quickly and returned to their original state.

Qin Weiwei and others who had exposed their heads and watched on the sea surface were worried again. They saw Feng Beichen stepping on the waves and standing on the sea surface. Above him was a huge spherical matrix composed of countless water balls. They could not see what was happening to Miao Yi inside.

Suddenly, all the water balls turned red, and there seemed to be flames burning inside. Violent water mist began to emerge violently above the spherical matrix.

Feng Beichen, who was standing on the sea surface, immediately waved his hands. Under the control of his magic power, a water column rushed into the water ball matrix.

Within the matrix, Miao Yi's armor and the Ni Lin gun in his hand spurted out fierce flames, which expanded wildly to the west and turned the surrounding water balls into steam.

"Little thief, the sea is boundless. No matter how hard you try, there is plenty of sea water. I want to see if you can burn this sea!"

Feng Beichen's voice came out in a fluctuating manner, echoing from the water balls in all directions, as if all the water balls were talking to Miao Yi.

Miao Yi, who was floating in the air like a fire god, laughed loudly and cast a spell loudly: "Feng Beichen, you are just a defeated general under Miao's hands. What's the point of hiding? It turns out that the Taoist Saint is just like this! Feng Beichen, Master Miao asks you, do you dare to come out and fight me to the death!"

This voice rumbled out from the water ball matrix and echoed throughout the world. Everyone who heard it was shocked. This tone was really big. He dared to say that Feng Beichen, the Taoist Saint, one of the six saints, was a defeated general under his hands. When did such a person appear in the world?

But then again, wasn't Feng Beichen being chased by him just now? It seems that this is not wrong.

Feng Beichen's face turned black when he heard this, and he almost vomited blood in anger. If he couldn't kill this kid today, his reputation in this life would be ruined. He immediately grinned and said, "Little thief! You dare to speak wildly with the magic weapon. I will see how you die today!" (A good event that falls from the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Follow the official account of ~点/(add friends on WeChat to add the official account and enter ddxiaos惑), and participate now! Everyone will win a prize, follow the official account of ddxiaos惑 now!)

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