Chapter 238: Winning

The wooden sword drained Chen Feng's spiritual energy.

At the top of the sword tip, an incredibly clean drop of water precipitated, and it was about to drip but not drip.

The whole magic is ready to go, and endless magic water is about to burst out.

Chen Feng struggled to support his wrists, his wooden sword became too heavy, he was almost unable to lift it, and he had to swing it while it was now.

...

In the sky, smoke and dust filled the sky, Xuanyuan, the broken arm, stopped in the air, and could not see whether the little ghost of the wooden sword stabbed Fuxi.

The black talisman on the blue background is about to touch the top of his head. He is full of anger and doesn't know where to vent.

At a loss, a slightly childish voice came from behind:

"You go and block the little wooden sword ghost, I will stop the talisman."

"Shaohao, are you here?"

"Go!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of water suddenly rang out.

First, the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves was heard, and then suddenly burst out, like a river breaking the dam, making a loud rustling sound.

Shaohao's left hand kept changing his tricks, his lower body was covered with water, and a large amount of water gushed out.

Looking from a distance, it is like a waterfall with intense water.

In a moment, the deep pits under your feet were filled.

The earth-black bear burst under the huge water pressure and became two scattered sewage slowly floating at the bottom of the water.

He grabbed Xuanyuan with his right hand and threw him over the water.

Xuanyuan shook twice, floated on the water surface, and relied on Shaohao's magic, rode the waves and rushed towards Fuxi quickly, shouting "Be careful!"

Shaohao controlled the water flow and saw that there was no problem with the direction, so he came back to his senses and looked up.

Draw out the sword, raise the sword and set out several beautiful arcs at the tip of the sword.

A water ball formed from the tip of the sword and exploded on the tip of the sword, forming a water-shaped barrier.

The black talisman on the blue background exploded at almost the same time.

Huge power, with surging air waves.

Shaohao could not maintain it, so he had to fall into a deep pit and smash water several meters high.

Jia Rubai's face was solemn, and he retreated quickly. The talisman did not hurt the young man who suddenly appeared.

He saw the water of magic spread, his fingers moved, and talismans floated one by one at his feet. He stepped on it and retreated.

A long sword pierced from the ground from the top, and the hand holding the hilt gradually surfaced, as white as a corpse that had been floating for several days.

"Elder Jia Rubai, it's really amazing." His voice is tender.

Shaohao's whole body floated out, and his clothes were formed by water magic. It only took a few waves to stabilize.

They don't say much, they fight together with swords.

...

Fuxi narrowed his eyes and finally identified Shaohao from the dust floating in the sky, and had not had time to be happy.

I saw Shaohao suddenly use the "River River" technique.

The rolling river surged towards him, and Xuanyuan shouting with a sword on his face.

"Does go!"

The water flows rapidly, the river flows in all directions, and the "hissing" sound of fire extinguishing mixed in the rolling river water.

Fuxi has not yet understood the meaning of the word "double" and thought Xuanyuan wanted to avoid the "river river".

How to hide from this?

Besides, Shaohao is still in place, can't he let the magic be retracted?

Fuxi was inexplicably aware that before he could speak, Shaohao had been blown into the deep pit by Jia Rubai's talisman.

His flame armor is almost useless in the face of Shaohao's magic. It is better to save some fun and follow the trend.

As soon as the thought arose, Xuanyuan, the broken arm, arrived in the waves and waved his sword to Fuxi's left shoulder. It was exactly the same, and it just blocked the sword that Chen Feng attacked.

The earth spirit roots form magic, making the sword heavy, far from comparable to other spirit roots. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a force of ten thousand pounds.

But just this sword did not cut off the ordinary wooden sword.

The two swords collided, making a dull collision sound.

Xuanyuan, the broken arm, showed a surprised expression and said to himself: "What is this?"

Fuxi reacted, twisted his right hand and grabbed a magic flame dagger. He didn't look at who was standing behind him. He turned his arms around and stabbed the blade at the man.

Chen Feng actually hid and didn't hide, staring at Xuanyuan's broken arm, his expression changed from confusion to astonishment, and from astonishment to resentment.

When the flame dagger was about to penetrate his throat with a hot temperature, it was "bang" and poked on a piece of ferrous metal.

Its hardness is so high that the dagger cracks into sparks from its blade.

Fuxi was stunned. He could not tell what this thing was just based on his touch.

Xuanyuan took back the sword and pulled him to jump somewhere else.

After standing still, I identified a ferrous metal pillar about ten meters high, blocking the two men and the wooden sword boy.

Xuanyuan grinned, smiled extremely arrogantly, and said:

"Elder Wancai is still not doing well and lives by sneak attacks, ah?"

The black metal pillar is the magic "heavy sword without light".

Wan Cai grabbed Chen Feng and retreated quickly. When he heard the sarcasm, he held his right foot, stopped, threw Chen Feng to the ground, and cursed:

"Why do you think your life is long when you dare to attack the foundation building stage in Qi Refining?"

"If you want to die, stay away."

After saying that, he ignored Chen Feng, drew out his broad sword and jumped back to the two of them.

Wancai shouted:

"Stop! Do you want to escape?"

Fuxi stood behind Xuanyuan, going to retrieve the Fire Dragon Totem and the Sword. When he heard this, he turned around and looked at Wancai.

I saw hatred in his right eye, and the dark hole on his left seemed to be burning.

A bronze sword has a red and orange light attached to it.

"Are you a golden spirit root?"

"How is that?"

Fuxi turned his head and looked at the pitch-black metal pillar, and summoned a flame dagger, and found that the blade made of flame had become dull.

The burning damage of the flame is still there, but it cannot make sharp cuts.

"Your magic is very interesting."

Broken Arm Xuanyuan sneered:

"It's really interesting. It's obviously a frontal attack technique. Elder Wan used it to do sneak attacks. Is it a waste of talent?"

Wancai waved the sword in his hand, restrained his anger, and said:

"Both are both cultivators who burned their bodies in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and they work together to attack a junior. He has just left the mortal stage. Are you not afraid of embarrassing to tell them?"

Fuxi listened to their chatting tone, and seemed to have been deeply involved in the past, and asked:

"You have known him before? His magic is very good, why don't you bring him to our side?"

Xuanyuan stopped for a moment, turned to look at Jia Rubai and Shaohao who were fighting fiercely.

Jia Rubai's talisman is very difficult. Although Shaohao is a water spirit root and has the advantage of the terrain because of the "River River" it has, it is still difficult to solve.

"Jia Rubai is really amazing. Fuxi, you should really get in touch with him. If he does, this task will be much easier."

After looking at Wancai, he said:

"As for this Elder Wan, I have fought two games this morning. The magic is quite intimidating and useless."

"And, look at his appearance, can he have a good talk with me?"

"Why, isn't you the first time you met?"

"Of course not, this bastard, together with Liu Xingran from the Evil Sect, seven years ago, killed my best disciple."

Fuxi's eyes closed, as if he was thinking about what happened seven years ago.

"Seven years ago, the Glazed Fire Mirror was stolen, and the five of us went to various places to investigate the thieves."
To be continued...