Chapter 162 Fierce Battle
It is Lu Ya's natal magic weapon, Jian Shou Dao.
Originally, Lu Ya's natal magical weapon did not need to be taken out of the storage bag. Lu Ya did this just to deceive others and make Ji Buwu think it was an ordinary magical weapon.
As soon as the Jian Shou Dao appeared, it immediately made a sound, and a trace of chill spread from the blade.
"Damn it! This cloaked man definitely practiced explosive speed methods."
Ji Buwu looked at Lu Ya, who was standing not far away with a knife, and then looked at his incense burner magic weapon. This incense burner magic weapon was powerful and heavy, but slow, and was dodged by these two people many times.
Otherwise, with the power of his blow that seriously injured Nie Yuyao, it would be absolutely impossible for the two of them to resist.
Lu Ya looked at Ji Buwu with a knife, and his continuous avoidance of the opponent's bombardment gave him some confidence.
At this moment, he no longer held back.
Lu Ya held his free left hand empty, and his magic power of turning clouds and rain suddenly unfolded.
Large dark clouds gathered in this trapped formation, and a shrill wind whistled in Ji Buwu's ears.
Ji Buwu looked at the sudden change in the surrounding environment in surprise, and then fixed his gaze on the mysterious cloaked man holding the knife. Although there was a cloak blocking him, he could not stop the cold evil aura emanating from him.
This made Ji Buwu, the patriarch of the great clan, understand that the other party had really gone through countless bloody battles before he had the terrifying combat power that could threaten him, and he had spent most of his life meditating and practicing to form elixirs. The monks are essentially different.
Apart from anything else, he didn't even have the golden elixir that could change the world. If he had such a method, wouldn't these two people be easily killed?
Thinking of this, Ji Buwu's heart instantly burst out with an uncontrollable greed.
'Yes, the aura of the person opposite definitely does not have the golden elixir, but it can be supported by my golden elixir. He definitely has a secret inheritance. He may be a powerful person hidden in the world. The other party's Taoism and the magic weapon in his hand may be convenient. It is one of the inheritances. ’
‘If I get this inheritance, my strength will definitely improve greatly, and I will hopefully have a Nascent Soul! ’
boom!
Ji Buwu's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and mobilized all his magic power. The terrifying momentum made the space around him almost solidify, resisting the invasion of the cloud-turning and rain-turning magic power.
The incense burner flew back to his head, scattering gray-white air currents and covering him.
He looked at Lu Ya intently, and the huge spiritual thoughts of the golden elixir period came down: "Hand over your inheritance, I will make the decision to let you two go."
Lu Ya felt the invisible pressure from the soul level, so he just turned the long knife in his hand upside down and slashed it down into the air in front of him.
The fried longevity knife passed in front of him with a smooth arc.
Ji Buwu suddenly felt that the spiritual consciousness pressing against Lu Ya was forcibly torn open. The severe pain from the spiritual consciousness made it difficult for him to maintain the huge pressure, and it dissipated in an instant.
Ji Buwu looked at the Jianshou knife in Lu Ya's hand in horror, and the greed in his heart became even stronger.
‘You can actually attack your spiritual consciousness directly. It is indeed a supreme magic weapon. We must capture the opponent alive and force him to reveal his inheritance! ’
Ji Buwu didn't hesitate at all. With a movement of his body, the white rainbow dazzled and he shot towards Lu Ya.
The mysterious inheritance was in front of him, so he ignored the majesty of Jindan Master and took action directly to subdue Lu Ya and force him to question the inheritance.
At this time, Nie Yuyao standing in the distance was no longer important. Ji Buwu could only see Lu Ya in a cloak.
The distance of tens of feet was instantaneous for both Lu Ya and Ji Buwu.
In just an instant, the two figures disappeared from Nie Yuyao's eyes, and there was only a white rainbow and a touch of green wind chasing them in the field of vision.
Lu Ya held the Jianshou Sword and kept slashing out the sword energy. At the same time, his Mie Sheng Zhi and Guang Mo Feng kept hitting Ji Buwu.
Unfortunately, under the serious consciousness of Ji Buwu, these attack methods have little effect.
Relying on being faster than Lu Ya on the front line, Ji Buwu finally closed the distance between the two to within ten feet.
"Get down here!"
Ji Buwu seized the opportunity, roared angrily, flicked his long sleeves, and a flying sword turned into a stream of light and pounced in front of him. Before the sword arrived, the invisible sharpness stung Lu Ya's consciousness.
Lu Ya had always been vigilant. The moment he saw the flying sword, the hair on his body stood on end. He immediately made a seal with one hand and used it without delay, avoiding the sudden attack of the flying sword.
But even so, his protective aura was still pierced by the flying sword, and the robe on his chest was torn apart by the sword energy with a long crack.
"What a terrifying flying sword! I'm afraid they are all second-level flying swords!"
After missing a hit, Ji Buwu fired again. The flying sword was like a fleeting shadow, bringing up afterimages and attacking Lu Ya.
At the same time, the incense burner magic weapon once again dropped a large amount of gray air, covering Ji Buwu.
The speed of the golden elixir monk's second-level flying sword was so astonishing that even with Lu Ya's eyesight, he could only see a blurry afterimage. He had to constantly use the wind escape to dodge desperately.
The sharp sword energy crisscrossed the space of the trapped formation. Wherever the flying sword passed, even the ground was scratched with cracks several meters deep.
At this moment, Lu Ya did not care about the huge consumption of the clouds and rain, and his thoughts moved again.
The shrill wind howled angrily, and sparse raindrops began to fall, and within a few breaths, it turned into a majestic downpour.
All the raindrops were carried by the cold wind and hit Ji Buwu from all directions.
The pounding rain came, not only blocking his sight, but even his consciousness was greatly blocked.
Facing this scene where it was like the heaven and earth were working together to deal with him, Ji Buwu looked solemn, looking through the rain curtain and fixating on the black cloak behind the rain curtain.
The stronger the power of this spell, the stronger the greed in Ji Buwu's heart.
Boom, boom, boom!
The heavy rain fell on him, but it made a series of dull sounds.
It was as if these were not raindrops, but heavy iron hammers hitting his body.
Ji Buwu's speed dropped significantly due to the obstruction of raindrops.
Lu Ya took the opportunity to swallow a few Qi-Reviving Pills. The jagged teeth on the Jian Shou Dao in his hand flashed with cold light. He stepped on it and rushed towards Ji Buwu.
The heavy rain hit, almost making Ji Buwu's eyes a curtain of water, making it completely impossible to see.
At this moment, Lu Ya suddenly appeared behind him, slashing at his shoulder with a long knife in his hand.
The long knife cut through the rain curtain silently, and only when it reached a foot above Ji Buwu's head did Ji Buwu's expression change drastically.
It was too late at this time, Ji Buwu's shoulders glowed with golden light, and his protective ability was greatly enhanced.
"Klala!"
Thin sounds merged into one, and the blade of the Jianshou Dao slashed across Ji Buwu's shoulder, bringing out a trace of blood.
At the same time, Ji Buwu only felt severe pain in his shoulder, and even a small scar appeared on the shoulder of the soul body.
"This is impossible!"
The physical injuries were not worth mentioning, but the wounds on the soul made Ji Buwu's heart beat like a heavy drum.
This magical weapon can actually kill the soul!
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