Chapter 145: Fighting with Lan Boting

Foundation-building magic [physical flight]!

There is no consumption, just like an innate instinct. The speed is about the same as controlling the Blue Butterfly Sword, but it does not consume real energy. It is as simple as raising a hand or moving a foot.

If you want to speed up, you need to consume real energy.

Wang Yu looked at the rapidly approaching dragon below and ignored it. After finding the right direction, he continued to move towards the other side of the dead leaf swamp.

An hour later.

He roughly verified the flying speed of the foundation-building monk. A drop of true energy was enough to support him for three days without stopping, and the speed was twice that of a high-grade flying magic weapon.

If one learns the second-level escape technique, this gap will be at least ten times greater.

besides.

There is also a foundation-building magical power called [Body Protection True Gang], which consumes very little, has an almost instant speed, and has the same protection strength as a conventional second-level low-grade defense spell.

With the advantages of these two realms superimposed, it is obvious how difficult it is to practice Qi to kill the foundation, and this does not include true energy, magic... and other means.

Fortunately, these are the unique abilities of human monks.

There are no monsters, ghosts, or spirits, or they are different types of realms and gods. It is said that after the golden elixir is condensed, human monks will give birth to more realms and gods.

These characteristics can completely distinguish between creatures in different realms, but it is difficult to gain a huge advantage in the battle of the same realm. The value is there, but not as high as imagined.

So far.

Wang Yu's purpose of returning home this time has been achieved, and even slightly exceeded. Next, it is time to go back to collect the benefits of his inner disciples.

Open a mansion to make money, sit in a city, and plunder the rich land! Just thinking about it makes me feel like the future is bright.

At this time, Wang Yu, who was about to set off, suddenly heard laughter coming from the front, with a strong resentment and murderous intention, blocking him.

"Hahahahaha~

"You little devil, you have made me run around this smelly swamp day and night for several months, and I finally caught you.

“Hmph——, I’m going to capture you without any help!”

Wang Yu frowned. He just took a breath of fresh air and saw such a disgusting creature, which made him feel sick to his stomach.

"It's you."

"That's me." Lan Boting raised his sword fingers, and the long sword he carried behind him buzzed out of its sheath, pointing at Wang Yu from a distance, and the aura belonging to the fourth level of foundation building was clearly revealed.

"Wang Yu, right? Lan is going to take your head today to compensate for the disadvantage of slaying the devil."

"funny."

After the dual-path foundation building, Wang Yu's capital became stronger and stronger, so what if it was in the middle stage of foundation building?

"If it wasn't for Chang Xi's scheme to gain greater gains by using Wang's identity, then why would we be in such trouble with Withered Leaf City? It's because of you."

Lan Boting frowned angrily: "Chang Xi is greedy and she brought it upon herself, but you shouldn't harm me too."

"My seat? Haha——"

Wang Yu sneered, showing disdain.

"You are so brazen, why do you still need Mr. Wang to plot against you? With Fellow Taoist Lan's temperament, he will die in a corner sooner or later, and no one will collect his body~"

"presumptuous!"

The sword light rises and the river surges.

The long sword, a top-grade magical weapon, directly slashed out the sky with sword gangs. Each strike had the power to crush a Qi-training monk. Realm + magical weapon was the heyday of human monks.

Wang Yu had just broken through the Earth Yuan Cauldron and the Glazed Soul Lamp that had not yet been refined. He twisted around and flew upwards. As a result, the river swords all turned around and continued to attack him.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

"Grass!"

Strategically, despise the enemy, and tactically, value the enemy.

Lan Boting, who was born in the Tianxu Sword Sect, even though he is not the top among his generation, has never entered the [Zhengqi Academy] to study, but his sword skills are still sharp.

Put in the same situation, it is definitely a top-notch horse.

Not to mention Wang Yu, who has just made a breakthrough and has not yet had time to update his other methods. He needs to pay attention!

Between chasing and escaping, Wang Yu quickly took stock of the abilities he had mastered. Forget about the first-level spells, they were okay for dealing with the early stage of foundation building, but they were far behind against Lan Boting.

Then there are only the magical magic [Soul Swallowing Evil Armor Technique] and one of the core methods of Huang Quan Guan [Xuan Yin Hand]. Only these two can help him in this battle.

Especially the second-level high-grade spell Xuanyin Hand.

Foundation-building true energy + Dacheng realm is enough to bring out the mystery and full power of this technique, which is far beyond what can be compared with the small fights during the Qi training period.

If you want to win, Xuanyin Hand will be the key to victory.

Not to be used lightly.

Facing the hundreds of swords that were chasing after him, Wang Yu's heart moved and he flew in the direction he came from. There was a late-stage second-order dragon there, which might be a target that could be borrowed.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Lan Boting laughed heartily.

"So what if we break through? We are still just like ants a few months ago. I have to thank you for causing the spiritual energy fluctuations to guide me in the direction."

After that, he rushed forward and pulled out a light blue stream of light, several times faster than Wang Yu.

"Boom——"

At this time, Jian Gang Changhe finally caught up with Wang Yu. The moment the two were about to collide, an ice wall appeared under his feet.

While stepping hard.

The strength of his body exploded, like a charged charge, or like a spring being launched. His whole body shot out, suddenly accelerating for a while and getting out of danger.

The ice wall was directly destroyed by Jian Gang. After making a loud noise, he continued to chase Wang Yu, with a feeling of endless death.

Lan Boting, who was witnessing everything from behind, was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he didn't expect to be able to use spells in this way. He was a little angry because he had not been able to win a new foundation building that had not yet mastered the escape method.

With a wave of his right hand, the storage bag hanging on his waist burst into light, and a magic weapon appeared.

"Demon Binding Rope, go."

He was impatient and used a method specifically for demon cultivators. Wang Yu's eyes caught a glimpse of the yellow light that was much faster than the speed of the sword energy, and his heart skipped a beat. He had an uneasy premonition.

"There is another second-level top-grade magic weapon?"

Fast! Too fast!

Since the distance between the two was not far, the yellow light rope came to Wang Yu in almost the blink of an eye.

With a whoosh, he was tied up.

His hands were forcibly put behind his back, and his legs were forcibly put together. The demon binding rope tied him up like a worm. Even though his forehead was swollen with veins, he couldn't break free with the strength of a physical cultivator.

This magic weapon is very meaningful. You can't break it open with brute force!

"Ants are ants."

With a disdainful tone, hundreds of sword energy finally hit Wang Yu. In the sky full of spiritual light particles, the figure who cast a spell to condense the black evil armor was knocked hundreds of meters away.

"Ahem——"

As a top-grade magic technique, the Soul Devouring Evil Armor Art focuses on spiritual defense. Most of the souls obtained by swallowing souls are second-level souls, which are extremely powerful.

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Facing Lan Boting's sword energy, he was a little weak.

Struggling to jump out of the quagmire, Wang Yu coughed up blood. Fortunately, the magic binding rope did not block the true essence, otherwise the result would be hard to say.

Lan Boting's blue streamer stayed above him.

He said as if looking down.

"Not running away?"

"Hehe, you might as well look back."

Wang Yu's firm tone made Lan Boting feel uneasy. He scanned the back with his spiritual sense, but found nothing, and immediately felt annoyed.

"At this time, still need..."

"Ang!!!"

In the blink of an eye, a big hole was washed out of the swamp, and a huge crocodile with a body length of more than 20 meters, like a dragon out of the cave, soared from the ground to the sky.

The already ferocious head, under the blessing of the blood secret technique, turned into a huge mud dragon head, biting down fiercely at Lan Boting.

"I——"

Pah~

As if it had eaten a small snack, the crocodile landed with a bang, looking in the direction of Wang Yu with some doubts, but there was no one there except for a few messy footprints.

Just as it wanted to come over and take a look, a blue light suddenly came out of its mouth.

Lan Boting, covered with gastric juice and disgusting digestive matter, rushed out in a very embarrassed manner, and his eyes were about to spit fire in embarrassment.

There was a broken fang stuck in his calf, which completely penetrated him and caused him to bleed profusely.

"Asshole, ah ah ah!"

Jianghe Sword Art·Water and Sky Line.

He didn't take the late foundation-building monster seriously. Before the third level, human cultivators had an absolute advantage, not to mention his disciples who came from the dominant forces.

He was annoyed that he was misled by Wang Yu's inferior means.

The attack actually came from underground.

The condensed sword energy turned into a long line, which was quite magical like the sword energy turning into silk. It looked ordinary, but it actually contained terrifying lethality.

The monster crocodile roared to the sky and stomped its short legs.

The nearby swamps began to boil, and the filthy muddy water washed up in the opposite direction, but was directly split in the middle by the blue line.

The momentum continued to chop on the crocodile's carapace, leaving scars that were enough to see the bone. It couldn't help but screamed in pain and became furious.

Actively display the mud ball ability that Wang Yu had seen before.

In this field, a one-on-one wild fight was carried out.

But how could Lan Boting be willing to let his strategy of diverting the trouble take effect? ​​With a pull of his right hand, Wang Yu, who was in an invisible state, was pulled by the magic rope on his body.

He was also pulled into this huge mud ball field that was endless and could be quickly restored after being broken.

Lan Boting could sense Wang Yu's position with the help of the connection between his body and magic weapon, but the crocodile dragon could not. In its eyes, he was the only opponent.

The battle was re-ignited.

Sword light and mud burst out, and scales and flesh and blood fell from time to time. Wang Yu shrank at the edge of the mud ball field, gritted his teeth and took the initiative to cut off his left arm.

In this way, there was a gap in the binding of the magic rope. When the phantom step was performed, a phantom body with a physical body was left to be bound instead of him.

The body quickly changed direction, waiting for an opportunity.

On the battlefield of the three, one man and one beast were fighting for life and death. It must be said that the crocodile dragon's body was strong. Even though it had been cut and scarred, it still burst out with strong fighting power.

As expected of a demon beast with dragon blood, it still had some skills.

"Damn, cough cough——"

On the other hand, although Lan Boting had the advantage, he also began to cough up blood. In this mud ball field, the power of the crocodile dragon's innate magic increased greatly, and every attack needed to be cautious.

"Sacrifice blood to the sheath, sacrifice body to the sword."

"Blood Yuan Sword, quick!"

As if he had made up his mind, Lan Boting used his best trick. In an instant, blood light shone, and the terrifying cold sword energy was like a crack.

It was crooked, but with extreme sharpness.