Jiang Jiumei's long sword is the most precious treasure of the Xuanjing Sect. The sword is engraved with light spell runes. As long as she uses her true energy, she can naturally release powerful light spells.
If this technique is released on a half-elf beast, it will definitely have unexpected and wonderful effects. However, this scribe is indeed a person of great ability, and he can dissolve the power of magic into nothing with just a flip of his hand. This kind of strength is definitely not comparable to the extreme realm.
At the same time, the scribe stretched out his other hand and flicked towards the long sword that Ni Yinghong was stabbing at.
His gaze was so impressive, he could tell with just one glance that Ni Yinghong's martial arts cultivation was extremely low. On the contrary, it was Jiang Jiumei's extreme cultivation that made him take a high look.
However, just when his fingers were about to touch the sword, his heart suddenly tightened because he sensed a ray of power that threatened him. Without thinking, his fingers retracted like lightning, and at the same time, Qi Yun's eyes suddenly released with a fierce and fierce aura.
He wanted to crush the opponent with his powerful aura that surpassed the realm of the extreme, and frighten the woman who dared to attack him and challenge his dignity.
However, at the next moment, he suddenly saw Ni Yinghong's eyes light up. The spiritual power he released failed to have any impact on her body, and the sword still struck without any pause.
With a shiver in his heart, the scribe even felt a powerful backlash. His eyelids trembled, and his mental will was as strong as a mountain, and he was able to withstand this backlash force.
But just at this moment of hesitation, the sword light in Ni Yinghong's hand flashed, and a chill invaded his body.
The scribe's body trembled slightly and he immediately turned his attention to Ni Yinghong. At this time, he suddenly discovered that although this woman's martial arts realm was not worth mentioning, her spiritual power was so powerful that he even felt inferior to her.
This chill is actually a skill contained in the long sword, but the power of the skill triggered by Ni Yinghong's own strong spiritual power is far more powerful than Jiang Jiumei's.
The scribe was caught off guard and was frozen again for a moment.
But at this moment, Jiang Jiumei, who was hiding behind Ni Yinghong and seemed to only be able to release skills, floated and came to the scribe's body like lightning. The long sword flew and stabbed his throat mercilessly.
This sword condensed all the strength of her body. The sword light flashed fast and fiercely, vividly displaying her martial arts cultivation.
It was so ruthless, as if there was some deep hatred between them, which made the bystanders Feng Yiyuan and others tremble with fear.
The scribe snorted, simply furious. In the upper realm, cultivators are divided into spell casters and martial arts cultivators. The so-called spell casters are those with extremely powerful spiritual power who constantly release various spells. As the name suggests, warriors are strong men who cultivate physical energy and use their tyrannical physical qualities to compete with spell casters.
His original judgment was wrong, but now he realized something was wrong, but he couldn't get out of the predicament for a while.
Seeing the sword thrust down, the sharp sword light caused goosebumps to appear on the skin of his throat.
Magical weapon, what this woman is holding in her hand is not only skill equipment, but also a magical weapon!
If he was directly stabbed in the vital point by this magical weapon, even he would not dare to say that he would be able to escape unscathed.
At the critical moment, the strong man's energy and spirit instantly increased to the extreme, and all his power burst out at this moment.
"Boom..."
An incomparable force suddenly exploded from his dantian. The force was so powerful that he broke free from all restraints in an instant.
He raised his arm and immediately pulled out a folding fan and stood it up in front of him.
"Ding!"
Jiang Jiumei's long sword touched the folding fan, but the powerful magic weapon did not cut off the folding fan.
A magical weapon, this folding fan is actually a magical weapon, and it is also one of the Qimen weapons. In terms of value, it is definitely not inferior to Jiang Jiumei's long sword.
The scribe blocked the sword, and felt a faint chill in his heart. But he didn't really take it to heart, he just thought it was his carelessness. However, just when he moved slightly, wanting to let go of his identity and take the initiative, he saw Ni Yinghong extend his jade hand and wave it towards him.
Suddenly, the airflow around him changed strangely, as if forming small vortices, and each vortex was instantly transformed into a wind blade. These hundreds of wind blades came towards him with a terrifying whistling sound. Fly away.
Spell caster!
The scribe's expression changed drastically, and he was finally sure that he had indeed met a spell caster.
Even in the upper world, the number of spellcasters is extremely rare, because spiritual power talent is much rarer than physical talent, and once spiritual power is achieved, it will definitely be a proud existence at the same level. Therefore, spell casters are far more popular than martial arts practitioners.
However, this is the lower realm, a place where the spiritual power of heaven and earth is far inferior to that of the upper realm.
Here, even if the caster has strong spiritual power, the power of the spells he can cause is very limited, and he cannot even compete with martial arts practitioners of the same level. Therefore, in many lower realms, it is basically difficult to produce qualified spellcasters.
Different environments create different practitioners, no matter where they are placed, there is no doubt about this.
A huge question mark appeared in the scribe's mind.
How could someone in this world cultivate their spiritual power to such a terrifying level
Feeling the whistling wind blade, his figure flashed, and the folding fan in his hand struck out in series, blocking or dodging the wind blade one by one.
However, at this moment, Jiang Jiumei stepped forward again, and when the sword light in her hand flashed, there was actually a strong light that dazzled her.
The scribe's heart trembled. Jiang Jiumei's long sword was nothing, but the constantly flashing light skills made him quite afraid. At this moment, the light on Jiang Jiumei's sword was vaguely visible, but she did not launch an attack. She was like a beast that was ready to attack. The most troublesome thing was the moment before it actually pounced.
He shifted his body and waved the folding fan.
And Ni Yinghong stood still, using the long sword in his hand to release ice skills, while the other hand continued to release the wind skills he was good at. The two complemented each other and doubled their power.
Of course, if she was alone, the scribe would be able to get close and kill her even if he was injured. However, there is Jiang Jiumei in front of her. This girl is as fierce as fire, but has extremely outstanding fighting talent. The long sword played an incredible role in her hands, especially the light skills that could be released from the sword at any time, which was even more troublesome.
The figures of both parties flashed, and they became entangled in this small area.
Feng Yiyuan and others in the distance were dumbfounded. They never imagined that it would end like this.
In their imagination, once this scribe takes action, he will definitely kill everyone, and no one can compete with him. Even if Ou Yangming could summon the two spiritual beasts from afar, he himself would most likely fall into the hands of the scribes first.
However, no one expected that Ouyang Ming didn't even show up, and that the two women could already compete with the scribes just by joining forces.
Feng Yiyuan and Xiao Hualing looked at each other and saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes.
Why has this world suddenly become incomprehensible to me
However, how did they know that Ni Yinghong, with the help of Ouyang Ming, directly raised her spiritual power to the limit of this world, and followed the birds to understand the power of the wind, giving her control over the wind spells? Refreshed performance.
In addition, the skills and equipment based on Wu Hanning's ability, as well as the skills and magic weapons of Xuanjing Sect, can greatly improve the strength of the two of them.
It was precisely because of the combination of various reasons that they were able to fight freely when facing the scribes without being completely defeated.
However, after all, the power of the equipment is not something that can be cultivated by oneself. At the beginning of the war between the two sides, the scribe acted steadily and neutralized the endless murderous intentions of the two women. When he gained a foothold and became familiar with the two women's routines, he was completely relieved.
Although Ni Yinghong's wind spells were unpredictable, the ice spells in her hands were always the same as Jiang Jiumei's light spells. Once you mastered the rules, there was nothing to fear.
After fighting for a while, the scribe sneered and said suddenly: "You two juniors, please hand over your things!"
The folding fan in his hand shook a few times, and he strangely swung the sword away from Jiang Jiumei's hand. Jiang Jiumei shouted softly and immediately activated the light spells on the sword, but the scribe had been prepared. He opened the folding fan in his hand, and the fan of the magic weapon blocked all the spells. The fan suddenly pushed forward and hit the sword like a mountain.
Jiang Jiumei snorted softly and flew back. When she retreated, there was a faint trace of blood overflowing from the tiger's mouth.
Ni Yinghong saw that the situation was not good and released his freezing skills again.
However, the scribe who had been well prepared turned around and avoided the cold in a strange and unimaginable way.
It is extremely difficult to avoid spell attacks with one's own speed and prediction ability. But what Ni Yinghong controlled was skill equipment after all, and the power of the skills on it could not be mastered easily, so he found flaws and avoided them all.
Just when Ni Yinghong's expression changed drastically and he was about to release his wind spell, he saw the scribe's figure flashing and already rushing towards him.
The timing was perfect, even if Jiang Jiumei wanted to support, she was caught off guard.
Ni Yinghong smiled bitterly. It turned out that his sisters' strength was still not enough to compete with the real strong ones.
She closed her eyes, but at this moment, a dog barking suddenly sounded in her ears.
"Woof!"