Host: Lu Fan
Title: Qi Refiner (Permanent)
Gas Refining Layers: 1
Soul Strength: 1
Physical strength: 0.5
Aura: 8 wisps
Transformation reward: "Chuang Xuan Qi Refining Chapter"
World Rating: Five Phoenix Continent [low martial arts]
Permissions: [Task], [Apostle Platform], [Aura Delivery]
Lu Fan pointed at the flower, his pupils were displayed on the system panel, and in the aura column, the aura was reduced by another strand, leaving only eight strands.
"Activate authority... aura delivery."
"Target, Ning Zhao."
Mind dropped.
The picture in front of Lu Fan's eyes suddenly changed. The originally bright world suddenly became dark, and everything became translucent outlined by lines, including the surrounding people and objects.
It's like a perspective map viewed from God's perspective.
With a movement of mind, he was able to keep zooming in, seeing the translucent Ningzhao close at hand.
In the lower abdomen of Ningzhao's dantian, a ray of light blue spiritual energy seemed to be burning.
That was the aura that Lu Fan had put into Ning Zhao's body before.
With a thought, with a flick of a finger, it was as if a light blue firework lightly popped out towards the translucent Ning Zhao.
hum...
next moment.
Ning Zhao's dantian is like an oven, and there is another ray of spiritual energy.
And Lu Fan also suddenly withdrew from the mysterious and mysterious state, and the original translucent map world that could be zoomed in and out at will returned to its original state.
Lu Fan felt as if his head had been pricked by a needle. He raised his hand to cover his face, and his hair fell from between his fingers.
In the system panel, the column of soul strength changed from 1 to 0.5, which was directly cut in half.
This time, it was in line with physical indicators.
"Remotely throwing spiritual energy... It turns out that it consumes the strength of the soul, but it's a little bit of self-indulgence."
Lu Fan shook his head with a wry smile, and took a deep breath.
For the first time, Lu Fan held Ning Zhao's hand, so that he didn't need to consume his soul strength.
However, this time he was above the city and Ning Zhao was below.
Because it is launched remotely, it consumes the strength of the soul.
Lu Fan became vigilant. If his soul strength was reset to zero, would he become a fool
It seems that even if there is a system, he can't be too mad wolf. Although fanaticism is an attitude, if he turns himself into a fool, the gain will outweigh the loss.
Take a breath.
Lu Fan didn't worry too much.
His bloodshot eyes looked down along the depression in the female wall.
Another ray of spiritual energy is thrown in, two strands of spiritual energy are in the body, although it has not been fully grasped, but with one more strand of spiritual energy, the improvement will definitely be obvious.
How strong will Ning Zhao be
Lu Fan had a little expectation.
…
Downstairs.
Mottled city gate opened.
Lu Changkong rode a steed, bare upper body, holding a halberd, and charged out with a stern expression.
He came to help Ning Zhao.
Let Ning Zhao fight against four, or the four master warriors, how can he rest assured
If he is added, with two against four, there may still be a chance to retreat to Beiluo City. The life of a master warrior cannot be thrown away at will.
In the distance, Feng Shi, who was galloping away with his horse, also reined in his horse and looked back, watching the battle.
He is not willing to miss this kind of grandmaster battle easily.
Not just him.
The Beijun army came on the army formation.
Tantai Xuan's big red cloak was rolled up, standing on the slowly moving viewing platform, also staring at the battle under Beiluo City.
…
With his own strength, he resisted the four masters.
Even with the help of a ray of spiritual energy bestowed by the young master, Ning Zhao is not very sure.
However, the young master said that he would support her, and she believed that the young master...
The young master has obtained a real fairy fate, and wants to stir up the existence of this world!
The three martial arts masters, together with the master warriors under Tantaixuan's command, four of them came to kill at lightning speed.
A master of external skills is like a ferocious beast, and a master of internal skills is like a torrent breaking a bank!
Ning Zhao holds the Cicada Wing Sword horizontally, and treats it solemnly.
Suddenly.
Ning Zhao was startled.
On her cold and glamorous face, there was a flush of color.
The next moment, the red lips were slightly parted, and the eyes were blurred.
A warm current suddenly fell from the sky, bathing her whole body.
Ning Zhao raised her head, three thousand black silk curled upside down, and the light gauze and skirt on her body fluttered.
Familiar feeling, familiar taste!
The son actually sent her a ray of spiritual energy through the air!
Ning Zhao was too excited to speak.
This is simply a magic trick!
All kinds of emotions turned into a soft drink.
The dantian was like an oven, she felt that her soul seemed to be sublimated, and the shackles of a small realm were broken.
"Second stage Qidan?"
Ning Zhao's long eyelashes trembled, and her cheeks turned red.
The four masters came suddenly.
The pressure that originally made Ning Zhao's blood seem to stop flowing, melted away.
Ning Zhao swept the cicada-winged sword.
Two wisps of spiritual energy gushed out of the Qi Dan like twin dragons playing with pearls.
While the body is spinning and jumping, the light gauze skirt is rolled up, like a fairy in the sky.
Pooh!
The faces of the four masters all showed horror.
A stroke of collision.
The huge force shook their palms, their mouths split open, and they spit out blood arrows. They flew upside down, fell off their horses, hit the ground, and slid a long way.
One sword... Suppress four master warriors!
The entire Beiluo battlefield seemed to be in shock.
The woman in the light gauze skirt holding the cicada-winged sword became the most eye-catching focus of the audience.
The sound of horseshoes was like rain, sparse.
Holding a long halberd, Lu Changkong galloped out from behind the city gate with a dull expression on his face.
This... is this girl Ning Zhao? How did it become so violent
This is the maid he found for Lu Fan
The maid in my house... so awesome
Above the city tower.
Luo Yue opened his mouth wide.
The eyes are full of disbelief!
Win... win? !
Ning Zhao actually suppressed the four master warriors by himself? !
Luo Yue seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to look at Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was pale, but he was calm and composed, as if everything was as he expected.
"Little Lord… "
He opened his mouth.
There were thousands of doubts in his heart, and his intuition told him that Ning Zhao's change must be related to Lu Fan.
Ning Zhao floated down, his expression indifferent, and he didn't even look at the four masters.
His long eyelashes trembled, and he looked at Feng Shi, who was sluggishly reining in his horse in the distance.
Be watched by this gaze.
Feng Shi suddenly recovered.
I trembled in fright.
Gan Liliang!
Without hesitation, he clamped his legs heavily and fled in the direction of the Beijun army.
He already had some regrets, why did he rein in his horse and watch the excitement? !
On the tower.
Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, tilted his head, and covered his face with one hand.
"Sister Ning, I'm tired, let's make it quick."
Lu Fan was weak.
The voice was not loud, but Ning Zhao, who was downstairs in the city, moved her delicate ears and heard Lu Fan's words clearly.
In an instant, the body ejected.
The speed is actually faster than a galloping horse!
Feng Shi's dead souls trembled, his hands and feet were cold.
Even the galloping horse under him couldn't give him any sense of security.
He raised his head, looked at the Beijun army that was coming forward, and saw the handsome Tantaixuan with a flying red cape on the viewing platform, and roared with a trembling voice.
"My lord, save me!"
Tantai Xuan's eyes were fixed, and Mo Ju, a scholar in blue shirt beside him, also squinted his eyes.
Pooh.
However…
As soon as Feng Shi finished shouting, he suddenly turned his head and saw Ning Zhao standing on the horse behind him at some point, looking down at him condescendingly.
Feng Shi felt cold all over his body.
"you… "
The burly body couldn't even make any reaction, so Ning Zhao slashed out two swords lightly.
Feng Shi howled miserably, his legs were cut off, bleeding profusely.
But Ningzhao's sword light flowed, broke Feng Shi's hand tendons, lifted Feng Shi's collar, and floated away from the horse's back.
Relaxed and freehand, every move is full of poetic and picturesque.
Ning Zhao is straight ahead.
It was Tantaixuan's 50,000 Beijun army.
She just glanced at it and went back with Feng Shi.
Although the four masters were suppressed with one sword, if one wanted to fight against an army of 50,000, it would be taken for granted.
Although the young master's aura transformed her, she was only stronger than ordinary masters.
If you want to block thousands of troops with one person, maybe you can do it above the Deqi Pill Realm
Lu Changkong also came to his senses at this moment.
Following Ning Zhao to pick up the leak, the four master warriors who were still in a state of confusion were arrested and brought into the city.
And Ning Zhao also rushed into the city with Feng Shi floating.
The mottled gates of Beiluo City, full of the breath of time, were closed heavily.
"The thief army is coming, prepare to fight!"
"Swear to defend the city!"
"Defend my great Zhou glory!"
As soon as Lu Changkong entered the city, he waved his halberd and let out a roar that shook the entire city.
Ning Zhao took the loveless Feng Shi to the top of the city.
On the top of the city, all the defenders looked at Ning Zhao in awe.
This woman... was horrible.
"This person is the one who yelled and insulted the young master in the city... The slaves have brought him here, and they will kill or cut him up, and let the young master dispose of him."
Ning Zhao smiled sweetly, threw Feng Shi in front of Lu Fan, and said.
However, when she saw Lu Fan's pale face, the smile on her face disappeared immediately.
My heart skipped a beat.
Lu Fan rubbed his palm with great interest and glanced at Feng Shi, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and suddenly became bored.
And at this time.
In front of my eyes, a line of prompt text emerged.
"Congratulations to the host for completing the [Side Quest], gaining 2 points of disposable attributes, and opening the authority [Preaching Platform]."
"Task evaluation: Class B (qualified)."
Lu Fan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the task evaluation was only second-class. It seemed that Ning Zhao's deterrent power was still weak.
However, since the system prompts that the task is completed, the subsequent siege of the Beijun army should not have much impact on Beiluo City.
The crisis in Beiluo City was lifted, and Lu Fan didn't want to waste time on the top of the city, not just because he was exhausted from the strength of his soul and felt tired.
It was because he wanted to rush back to study the mission rewards.
"Father, I will leave this madman to you."
"Peeling, chopping, steaming or boiling... well, let daddy handle it anyway."
Lu Fan said to Lu Changkong, who had climbed up to the top of the wall, but he seemed to be a bit off the mark, so he waved his hand.
Feng Shi, who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, trembled, and fear spread in his heart.
This kid Lu Changkong... is he a devil? !
"Sister Ning, push me back."
Lu Fan glanced at Ning Zhao and said.
The task is complete, it's time to leave.
"Fan'er, are you frightened? Go back and have a good rest..."
Looking at Lu Fan's pale face, Lu Changkong felt a little distressed.
He didn't believe Yiyue's words.
The theory of fairy fate is simply absurd.
There are no immortals in this world.
Ning Zhao said nothing, and she didn't explain anything to Lu Changkong. She felt that the young master's weakness was related to her, and she was terrified and distressed.
He carried Lu Fan, who was in a wheelchair, down the tower.
To the city.
Yi Yue returned to Lu Fan's side with a pale face and respect, while Ni Yu held the umbrella handle and followed suit.
On the city tower, soldiers rushed to guard the city.
Downstairs, Lu Fan rested his hands on the thin blanket covering his thighs, squinted his eyes and took a nap. Under the urging of his maid, he left quietly, just like they came quietly without taking a cloud.
The sun is setting.
The afterglow of the evening sprinkled down.
The figure of the master and servant on the official road is drawn very long.
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