Zhao Jiuge's first reaction was to raise his left arm, as if facing a formidable enemy, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Dang...dang...dang..."
The violent and sharp sword energy seemed to tear his own face apart, with a stinging sensation. The starlight shield flashed with silver light, resisting most of the sword energy, but even the remaining sword energy was not something Zhao Jiuge could resist. , Zhao Jiuge's whole body continued to retreat along with this fierce impact, his legs swung rapidly, trying to stand firm quickly.
The remaining silver sword light was like a twisting little snake, wrapping around Zhao Jiuge's body. At this time, the Sanskrit Holy Body showed its domineering power, and the rich golden light flashed, making the people watching feel in a trance. I saw a steady stream of golden light that resisted Zhou Hongyong's sword energy.
Although the spiritual power in his body was being consumed rapidly, the corners of Zhao Jiuge's mouth rose. Sure enough, the Sanskrit Holy Body had been tried and tested, and he felt a little more confident. His eyes flickered a few times, and then he made an unexpected move.
Stabilizing his body after being knocked back, he charged forward with Zhou Hongyong and withstood the blow just now. Zhao Jiuge estimated in his heart that the distance to Zhou Hongyong was enough to deal with his methods. It did not activate the power of Ziji Hybrid Thunder Armor.
Now Zhao Jiuge has changed from the novice he was when he started. He didn't know anything and lacked experience. Instead, he was very comfortable in fighting. Facing the early stage of the spiritual elixir realm, Zhou Hongyong had no fear in his heart. He only had one thought in his mind, to unleash his strength to the fullest. Actual combat experience told him that his flying swords, Mu Tiangu and other magic weapons had no effect on Zhou Hongyong and were a waste of time, so he directly chose the simplest way to get closer and relied on his physical strength.
Zhou Hongyong was shocked when he saw Zhao Jiuge blocking all his sword energy without blushing and his heart not beating. It seemed that he had underestimated that guy. At this time, he frowned and put away the contempt in his heart. He was originally worried about hurting Zhao Jiuge, but now he had to start to let go completely, because he just remembered that since he could be beaten by Jian Wuxin To be accepted as a disciple must be someone with some ability.
Facing Zhao Jiuge, who was like a moving turtle shell, Zhou Hongyong did not panic at all. He still had the time to look at Zhao Jiuge. Then he flipped the pure yellow flying sword in his hand, and then erupted with an even more dazzling spiritual light.
He didn't believe that even with his pure spiritual power, he couldn't deal with Zhao Jiuge!
At this time, Zhao Jiuge had already rushed a few steps in front of him, exuding spiritual power and golden light. Zhou Hongyong calculated the time and distance in his mind, and then his pupils shrank sharply. It was now.
He raised his right arm fiercely, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the shoulder of Zhao Jiuge's chest. It seemed that he wanted to stab Zhao Jiuge directly with the sharpness of the flying sword, so he simply made a measured move and knew where to stab at the shoulder.
There was a strong chill around the sword tip, and the silver sword light danced and circled like snake silk, wrapping around the entire sword body. As soon as Zhao Jiuge saw this sword, he was a little frightened. But at this moment, he was charging forward and had no way out. He could only desperately surge up his spiritual power to protect himself.
When the sword tip flew toward him, Zhao Jiuge's right hand underwent some changes. The golden light on his right arm became different, a little hot and dazzling. It is the Sanskrit Holy Palm.
Zhao Jiuge moved quickly, slapping forward with his right hand. During the fierce slapping process, he stretched out his fingers and turned into his palm, catching Zhou Hongyong's body before the tip of the sword stabbed him.
The faint smile was still on Zhou Hongyong's face, but when he was photographed, the smile solidified a little, and it seemed that there was still some disbelief in his expression. A boy in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm could give someone to Zhou Hongyong without any magic weapon. Bring harm to yourself.
The Sword Immortal's body is inherently powerful, which is why Zhou Hongyong was so confident and watched Zhao Jiuge charging forward without making any resistance. He simply believed that he could hurt someone who was in a worse realm than him and didn't use a flying sword. to myself.
Soon he ate the bitter fruit he had sown. After being hit in the chest by that palm, his chest seemed to explode. Some small golden spiritual energy rushed into the meridians in his body, causing pain.
Zhou Hongyong quickly used his spiritual power to suppress the golden spiritual power. With this slap, Zhou Hongyong's face turned a little pale, because this palm had consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. Fortunately, Zhao Jiuge was only at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, otherwise he would have been injured if he did not die.
There were some tears on the chest of the ink-ink gown, the clothes were ruined, and Zhou Hongyong's appearance became a little embarrassed.
Zhao Jiuge, who was stabbed hard by the sword tip, was not much better. You must know that the flying sword was a spiritual weapon. Moreover, Zhou Hongyong already had the spiritual elixir realm and directly penetrated Zhao Jiuge's body with the spiritual weapon itself. It's not about using sword energy or spiritual power.
Zhao Jiuge flew backwards, but did not fall to the ground in a panic. Although he retreated, he quickly stood up, and he was slightly panicked.
The spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted by Zhou Hongyong's sword. This time, Zhao Jiuge, who lost the Starlight Shield's first resistance and directly resisted the blow with his body, finally felt the pain from his heart. Pins and needles sensation.
When the tip of the sword pierced the shoulder, the light of Sanskrit Holy Body dimmed briefly, and then recovered, but not long after, the entire golden aura dissipated directly, even under Zhao Jiuge's full urging, leaning on With his current strength, the Sanskrit Holy Body alone could not withstand the sharpness of this sword.
Immediately afterwards, a purple-blue glow burst out from the surface of Zhao Jiuge's body, which was the Ziji Hybrid Thunder Armor. When the glow burst out, the pain piercing the skin was relieved a little and was relieved.
Without the golden halo of the Sanskrit Holy Body, Zhao Jiuge's entire figure was revealed. There was no injury as imagined, and his face was only a little dazed.
The purple-blue glow faintly circulated around his chest, protecting him. After being in a trance for a while, Zhao Jiuge regained his composure, acting calm and calm, but he had to admit in his heart that Zhou Hongyong was indeed much higher than him in cultivation. , you have to use all your strength to resist just one blow. This was under the premise that he relied on the spiritual weapon armor and Sanskrit Holy Body. If it had been anyone else, he would have been killed in one blow.
"Wow…"
When the crowd around saw this scene, they were not as one-sided as they had imagined, and immediately became uproar. Many people knew Zhou Hongyong. Although Zhou Hongyong, a disciple of Du Jun, the majestic Xuan Qifeng headmaster, was not outstanding, he was still stronger than ordinary disciples. , although it cannot be compared with some of the top disciples, but with the talent of formation, there are naturally few opponents at the same level.
"Haha, now let's see how this Zhou Hongyong ends up." The gentle young man next to Robert Winn said with a smile. They are not from the same peak, so naturally they don't have any good intentions, and they are eager to see each other's excitement.
Robert Wen just listened to his senior brother's words and remained silent. He knew his senior brother's strength and status was much higher than Zhou Hongyong. At this time, he was just passing the time with the mentality of watching a show.
"Sissy, with this little strength, you still want to imitate others and teach others a lesson." Zhao Jiuge said with a smile, but there was no smile in his dark eyes, only vigilance, secretly guarding against Zhou Hongyong's sudden attack in anger.
However, this time Zhou Hongyong calmed down abnormally, and the anger on his face slowly subsided, like a lake of stagnant water without any ripples. He stared at Zhao Jiuge with emotionless eyes, "It doesn't matter if you are not strong enough. You can't beat others who bully you." There are many of them, and it’s enough to take care of you.”
Zhao Jiuge's expression changed instantly. It seems that now Zhou Hongyong is determined to deal with himself. He is the most terrifying when he calms down. Now Zhou Hongyong no longer cares how other people comment on him. Even if he bullies the younger, he still wants to deal with Zhao Jiuge. Otherwise, he would not be able to relieve the hatred in his heart and make Zhao Jiuge call herself a sissy again and again.
The noisy laughter around them also quietly dissipated with this scene, and everyone looked a little serious. Seeing how today's matter ended, the noise became louder and louder.
"Wow..."
A small voice began to sound. It was very small at first, which made people think it was an illusion, but then it became louder and louder. I saw green spiritual power filling the air like smoke and gathering regularly. .
A strange fluctuation of spiritual power spread out. This was the first time that Zhao Jiuge saw that spiritual power could be controlled in this way. The seemingly ordinary spiritual power actually increased exponentially with the condensed and radiated aura. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge's heart finally emerged. A sense of danger.
"Is this Zhou Hongyong crazy? He actually started to use the spirit array to deal with this kid. If he can't control it, there will be casualties." A dark-skinned, relatively stable young man said with a slight eyebrow raised.
Standing next to him was Leng Rufeng. Leng Rufeng looked anxious at the moment, clutching the sleeve of the senior brother next to him tightly in his hand, faint traces of sweat emerging from the pores of his fingers.
Seeing the junior brother who had just been admitted by the master, the dark-skinned young man looked at Leng Rufeng in surprise and raised his eyebrows and said, "What, do you know this Zhao Jiuge?"
"Not only do we know each other, but we are also the best brothers. Senior brother, can you please stop that Zhou Hongyong later?" Leng Rufeng nodded fiercely and said in a hurry.
The dark-skinned young man was relieved immediately. Just when he was about to agree and say something, his eyes suddenly became stunned and he smiled gloatingly, "I don't need to take action now. There's something good to watch again. Don't worry, that friend of yours won't Something will happen."
After finishing speaking, the swarthy young man looked at the two figures in the crowd, and the smile on his lips became wider. Leng Rufeng seemed to believe it, but still looked at Zhao Jiuge in the field with some worry, because the spiritual formation was about to be formed.
Looking at the spiritual formation that was about to be formed, Zhao Jiuge was surprised and a little emotional at the same time. It turned out that although the spiritual formation was an unconventional method, its power should not be underestimated.
Suddenly, a loud shout startled Zhao Jiuge, who was thinking about ways to deal with the situation at hand.
"stop."
Accompanied by this loud shout, a woman's figure slowly walked out of the crowd. People on both sides consciously gave way to both sides because of the aura of the woman.
The cold voice just now came from this woman's mouth. Then Zhao Jiuge looked at Zhou Hongyong opposite and indeed stopped what he was doing. Even the spiritual formation in the air began to disperse and had not yet taken shape.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge glanced at the woman strangely. He thought it was his senior sister Fu Hongling, but it turned out not to be the case.