Chapter 281 Sword Pillar

Sharp!

Wei Shu condensed his spiritual power again, and the second sword slashed down again. The "Young Master" could no longer bear it. He spit out a mouthful of blood and his expression suddenly became depressed!

"Hmph! Such magical powers are indeed extraordinary, but you used the wrong object!" Wei Shu said coldly: "Disappear for me!"

A green flame emerged from his fingertips, and Wei Shu bounced it gently, and the green flame flew towards the golden cage.

Thorny~

Before the blue flame touched the sword cap, the golden sword pillar melted like ice and snow. Then, the blue flame spread throughout the sword cap. In just a few breaths, the sword cap disappeared!

"Hmph!" Wei Shu sneered and waved his hand, retracting the slightly bigger blue spark back into his body.

"Puff!" The sword prison was broken, and the "Young Master"'s mind was damaged again. He immediately sprayed out another mouthful of blood, his face pale, and he almost couldn't stand, and almost fell to the sky.

"Haha, how about it? Do you have any other means? Just use it! I will continue it one by one!" Wei Shu was in the overall situation and relaxed.

In fact, even though he was trapped in the sword prison, Wei Shu was not panicked at all. He just calmly analyzed this magical power and tried to find its weakness. After some analysis, he finally found out the weakness of the magical power of the "Sword Prison".

Of course, if Wei Shu could do it with his strength, he would have to forcefully crack it, but that would have been too exhausting!

"You are cruel! But don't be proud. If you kill me, sooner or later, my master will seek revenge on you!" The "Young Master" looked gloomy and said angrily.

"Oh? Is it? I'm so scared!" Wei Shu laughed and said, "This is how I don't want to kill people. Just tell me the secret technique of "Sword Prison" and I will let you go immediately. How about it?"

"Young Master" is the young master. He always points to this and that on weekdays, and he has a sense of arrogance in his bones. When have you ever asked others for help? He will not hand over the secret technique. He said, "Hmph! I want me to hand over the secret technique of the sword prison and dream!"

After saying that, the arrogant young master sprayed his blood on his natal flying sword. The flying sword suddenly became energetic and burst into dazzling golden light. Under his urging, it turned into a three-foot-meter-long giant sword and slashed towards Wei Shu!

Wei Shu was not willing to be outdone, so he pinched the sword technique with both hands and hugged it in his chest. A small sword appeared between his hands. Then the small sword shot out quickly, and it grew in the wind and turned into two feet in size, facing the three giant swords transformed by the flying sword of the "Young Master"!

Bang!

Sharp...

The two swords intersected, making a loud noise, and then they were stalemate and kept making harsh clashes, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable!

"Huh? He's so strong! No, my sword is going to break!" Wei Shu's face changed slightly, and he stepped up the output of spiritual power, but he still did not block the decline of the sword.

The "Young Master" was overjoyed when he saw this and directed the giant sword to step up the attack. The sword was wailing and turned into purple lights, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Wei Shu underestimated this young master. No matter what, he was also a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. He used his essence and blood to induce his natal magic weapon. His power could not be broken by a sword magic power!

In fact, this young master is of extraordinary strength, but from the beginning, he made a wrong idea and used the secret technique of sword pricks that consumed a lot of spiritual power, but was broken by Wei Shu's skillful power, and instead suffered heavy damage. At this time, he used his natal flying sword, supplemented with essence and blood, and his magical powers increased greatly.

However, Wei Shu was not a vegetarian. Seeing the three-zhang giant sword slashing, he was still calm. As his hands slowly swayed, a layer of strange purple light rippled. He moved his body, and he did not advance but retreated, and went towards the giant sword!

Seeing this, the "Young Master" was shocked at first, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: Since you don't want to live, I will give you my best wishes!

He thought to himself that he increased the output of spiritual power, and the giant sword was even more powerful, and he was about to cut Wei Shu into two halves!

Wei Shu showed a confident smile on his lips, and his hands suddenly closed. The giant sword seemed to be trapped in a mud, and it actually slowed down!

He stood up, and the next moment, his hands had touched the giant sword, and he grabbed it firmly and could not break free.

"Young Master" froze his face and shouted: "How is that possible?!"

Because, just as Wei Shu held the giant sword, he actually lost contact with his natal flying sword!

"Ah! Damn it! I'll give it back to my life! "The Young Master" roared loudly as if crazy.

"Hmph! If you want your flying sword, you have to take out the items you exchanged!" Wei Shu snorted coldly.

"Young Master" was so angry that he was crazy. When did he ever suffer such a cowardly? He shouted: "Dream! Open!"

As he said, a golden talisman appeared in his hand and immediately opened it. The talisman turned into a golden pillar about a foot thick and ten feet long, and rushed towards Wei Shu!

Wei Shu was shocked. This momentum and power no longer belong to the category of ordinary Nascent Soul stage. Only a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage could be used!

Although he has extraordinary magical powers and endless means, he has not been arrogant enough to resist the attack in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. He immediately decided to retreat.

However, things went against my wishes. The golden pillar transformed by the golden talisman was like locking him, and no matter how he could dodge, he could not avoid it.

As a last resort, he had to let go of the flying sword he had taken and instead deal with Jinzhu with all his strength.

Just now, he temporarily blocked the flying sword with his secret technique "Demon Jade Hand", so that it could not sense the mind of the "Young Master". He mistakenly thought that his mind was wiped out, which shocked him. He did not hesitate to use his life-saving trick!

Wei Shu smiled bitterly. All this was caused by himself. No one is wrong. There is no way, face the crisis and do your best!

For the current plan, the only way is to use methods to continuously attack the golden pillar and continuously consume its power until it is exhausted!

While dodging quickly, he thought about countermeasures, and finally came up with such a stupid method, which was also the easiest way.

"Ice Ban! Flame Knife!" Seeing the golden pillar approaching him, Wei Shu quickly used the ice Ban technique to block the golden pillar for a moment, winning some time for himself, and then split a flame knife and swung the golden pillar away again.

Immediately afterwards, he released a sword and turned into two sharp cold lights, constantly slashing around the golden light column, slowly eliminating its power...

Wei Shu estimated that the power of this golden pillar was almost as powerful as that of the peak mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with all his strength. Every time he slashed with a knife and a sword, he would be greatly shocked and his qi and blood would float.

"If this continues, I will be injured sooner or later!" Wei Shu was uneasy and planned to fight hard to see if the golden pillar could be resolved.

To be on the safe side, he activated the defense of the Bauhinia armor, and a layer of purple light cover enveloped him, so he was relieved to prepare for his magical powers.

"Ice and Fire Slash!"

Wei Shu shouted loudly, pushed out with both hands, and the one-five-meter-long ice blade with flames shot out, slashing straight towards the golden pillar!
Chapter completed!