"What!"
Shen Luo was shocked. The overwhelming force of the sticks had never been broken so easily before.
However, the Sky-Pounding Bludgeon was an unparalleled magical power. Although the Green Lotus Giant Sword cut it into pieces and its own size was reduced by nearly half, it did not stop and continued to slash towards Shen Luo.
"Cousin, be careful, that's the Green Lotus Sword! A famous magic weapon from Mount Putuo!" came Nie Caizhu's voice.
Shen Luo ignored Nie Caizhu's call and stepped back with a drastic change of expression.
At the same time, a green light flashed in front of him, and the Eight Hanging Mirror emerged. A green light column as thick as a water tank spurted out from it and blocked the giant Green Lotus Sword.
Eighteen spiritual patterns appeared on the mirror surface, and the light flashed continuously in the green light column. Eighteen mirror-like light curtains condensed into shape in an instant, overlapping layer by layer, blocking the giant Qinglian sword.
After advancing to the middle stage of out-of-body state, Shen Luo was able to fully unleash the power of the Eight Hanging Mirrors.
As soon as the eighteen light curtains were set up, the giant Green Lotus Sword broke through the green light column and slashed at the eighteen green restrictions.
There were continuous "hissing" sounds, and the air seemed to be burning with gorgeous green fireworks. Layer after layer of green light curtains were cut through, and most of the eighteen light curtains were broken in the blink of an eye. Although the speed of the Green Lotus Giant Sword began to slow down, it still moved forward with great determination.
Shen Luo's expression changed and he quickly waved his sleeves. The giant purple bead emerged and flew into the green light curtain.
The Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick followed closely behind the purple giant bead, emitting a strong yellow light and transforming into a thick yellow light column, which struck out fiercely.
There was a loud "clang" sound, the void shook, and the remaining blue light curtain trembled violently and shattered completely.
There was a "click" sound on the Eight Hanging Mirror in front of Shen Luo, and a crack appeared.
The giant purple bead flew back, the purple light on its surface dimmed, and a deep cut several inches deep was left on the bead.
The Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick also flew back, spinning around, its surface glowing dim, and it was obvious that it had also been badly damaged.
However, the giant Green Lotus Sword was finally blocked. After a wild flash, it flew backwards.
"It's only courtesy, you should take my move!" Shen Luo looked at the three damaged magic weapons, feeling very sad, and shook the purple gold bell in his hand again.
A bell rang and a red flame spurted out, covering Wei Qing all over the sky.
Nie Caizhu was about to fly over to help, but when she saw the sky full of scorching flames, she quickly stopped.
"Purple Gold Bell!" Wei Qing regained his composure at this moment and swung the Green Lotus Sword in his hand.
Green sword energy burst out, emitting dense sword whistles, and slashed at the red flames like a rain of swords, blocking it for a moment, but the subsequent flames flew over like a raging wave, easily swallowing and burning those sword energies.
However, taking advantage of this tiny gap, green light shone from Wei Qing's feet, and then condensed into two green lotus phantoms, rotating at an incredibly fast speed.
Wei Qing's figure became blurred in an instant, and the next moment he appeared out of thin air hundreds of feet away, at an incredibly fast speed.
Shen Luo raised his eyebrows, but did not force the purple gold bell to chase and kill.
After performing powerful moves several times in a row, more than half of his magic power has been depleted.
“The Lotus-Sitting Movement of Mount Putuo is indeed extraordinary.” Yuan Qiu praised in the Tiance space.
"Sitting in Lotus? Is that the flying technique that Wei Qing just performed?" Shen Luo asked.