Path to Heaven

Chapter 88: A fist as big as a claypot

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Both Wei Suo and Han Weiwei were dressed in clean, ordinary white clothes. They stood in the middle of the hall just like the disciples of the general sect who were exercising each other's knowledge.

The main hall of Zhenbao Pavilion is very empty, about thirty or forty feet square, and in front of a wall facing the door, there are a few pieces of thousand alchemy silver erected. On the ground of the main hall, there are some scales, which should be To test the power of instruments and spells at different distances.

What surprised Wei Suo a little was that there were several deep dents on the Qianlian Silver. It was obvious that only magic weapons above the mid-spirit level could leave such deep marks.

With a power as big as Zhenbao Pavilion, there must be many powerful magic weapons. Even if there is a spiritual weapon that is far more powerful than the Yin Charm Blade, Wei Suo will not be surprised at all.

Like the green bamboo sword that Han Weiwei used to deal with him last time, its power is very powerful.

The reason why Wei Suo deliberately said that neither party would use any pills or magic tools was because he felt that there was no way to compare magic tools and magic tools with Zhenbao Pavilion.

On the contrary, every time he sees Han Weiwei, he will use the Qi Watching Technique to check her cultivation. Han Weiwei's cultivation seems to have entered the realm very quickly, and now she has reached the late stage of the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm, and it seems that she will be able to reach the stage of the Zhoutian Realm in a short time.

With Zhenbaoge Ji Ya's ability, it is not difficult to configure a elixir that is more effective than ice fog fruit, and it is almost 100% for Han Weiwei to break through to Zhou Tianjing safely.

But because Zhenbao Pavilion is not a big sect after all, and can't get better real essence exercises, what Han Weiwei cultivates is only Xuan-level and high-level exercises.

Wei Suo's Zixuan Zhenjue has now advanced a little beyond the high-level Xuan-level exercises. In this way, the total amount of true energy in Wei Suo's body is still higher than that of Han Weiwei, and his Zixuan Zhenjue is still possible. This created Han Weiwei's illusion that these two points were what he could rely on to defeat Han Weiwei.

"How about it, can we start?" He finally got his wish and could fight Wei Suo again, but now Han Weiwei has a slightly better attitude towards Wei Suo.

"let's start!"

After Wei Suo nodded, he immediately rushed out like a rabbit.

Just kidding, Wei Suo hardly knows any high-end defensive spells now. If the distance is too close, Han Weiwei has some powerful spells with extremely fast casting speed, and he may fall down in one go.

"A coward is a coward."

Seeing Wei Suo jumping up, Han Weiwei was startled, but seeing Wei Suo running back quickly, Han Weiwei suddenly became scornful.

"Ice Wind Blade!"

Just like in Huangsha Canyon that day, Han Weiwei yelled out habitually, and with a wave of one hand, a wind blade with many ice crystals condensed in it slashed towards Wei Suo who was fleeing backwards. .

"Wow!" Wei Suo yelled strangely, but in fact he didn't panic at all. He jumped to the side suddenly, avoiding Han Weiwei's ice wind blade, and at the same time returned Han Weiwei's green water blade.

"Don't you have lightning spells? Or this kind of broken spells?"

"Ice Chichi Dance!"

Han Weiwei curled her lips in disdain, and with a swipe of her hands, a white ice dragon more than two feet long solidified directly beside her. On the dragon's body, only a piece of ice the size of a palm was chopped off. And with Han Weiwei's finger pointing, this mighty white ice dragon rushed directly towards Wei Suo.

"No?"

Wei Suo shuddered suddenly.

It turned out to be a combination of offense and defense, and as soon as Han Weiwei's white ice dragon melted, the entire hall seemed to turn into an ice cave.

According to the habit of Tianxuan Continent to divide spells into four levels of Tiandi Xuanhuang, Han Weiwei's technique is at least the upper level of Earth level.

In the history of Profound Sky Continent, there are many perverted cultivators who have cultivated their rubbish true energy skills above the Golden Core level, and then used a high-level technique to kill all invincible opponents.

Because the power of some sky-level and earth-level spells is really astonishing, even a monk who practices rubbish skills can only activate this kind of spell once or twice, and it is difficult for opponents to resist it.

With this kind of technique above the upper level of the earth, with the resources of the Zhenbao Pavilion, if Han Weiwei cultivated to the third or fourth level of the Zhoutian Realm, his strength would already be quite amazing.

No wonder this little girl is so confident, it turns out that the spells she has learned are so powerful.

"Golden Snake Thunder Net!"

Seeing that this ice dragon bumped into him, he would definitely be frozen into a popsicle, maybe some places would be frozen off, Wei Suo's expression changed, and he immediately used the most powerful spell at hand.

A golden power grid instantly transformed from Wei Suo's body, enveloping the oncoming ice dragon.

"Damn it!" It seemed that Wei Suo's golden power grid was very sharp, as if it was about to kill the ice dragon. But with a crash, after the ice dragon smashed through the golden grid, it was not blocked at all except that its body was a little broken by the electric snake. Wei Suo's technique was judged by the green-robed old man to belong to the high-level Xuan-level Golden Snake Thunder Art, but it was obviously not enough for Han Weiwei's high-level Earth-level technique.

Although the Golden Snake Thunder Net blocked it, Wei Suo dodged in time. However, the ice dragon slammed into the wall behind him, and the icy air that radiated violently still made Wei Suo stiff from the cold, and his back was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

"Look behind you!" Wei Suo, who was a little stiff from the cold, let out a strange cry with his teeth chattering.

"Why, are you going to use this kind of nasty trick again? You have agreed to fight fairly, and if you continue to deceive people like this next time, you will be counted as a loser." Han Weiwei chuckled, and was about to bring another ice dragon to take this The guy who was a little bit sluggish from the cold was directly frozen into a popsicle. But suddenly heard some strange noises behind him.

Turning around, she was startled, only to see balls of yellow rustic air emerging from the crevices of the rocky ground, forming a stupid native who was a full head taller than her, waving a fist as big as a clay pot , smashed towards her.

If she was hit by a fist as big as this clay pot, it is estimated that her beauty would turn into a panda, and even Li Yanhua would not be able to make up for it.

"Huh!" Han Weiwei hurriedly formed a fire shield and blocked it in front of her.

As soon as the native clay pot-sized fist hit it, the clay pot-sized fist was burned away. When another fist hits it, the other fist is also gone.

Han Weiwei, the eldest lady of Zhenbao Pavilion, is obviously not like Wei Suo, who doesn't know powerful defensive skills.

"Golden Snake Grid!"

Seeing this, Wei Suo finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately transformed into a grid, and put his hood on Han Weiwei.

This time Wei Suo's movements were obviously slower. A burst of purple true energy gushed out from between his hands, and then sparked out golden thunder snakes. Han Weiwei could see it clearly.

"Zi Xuan Zhen Jue? Haha, with your low-level skills, I want to see how many times you can support this kind of skills." Han Weiwei laughed happily, and with a swipe of her hands, another The ice dragon hovered outside her body, directly blocking all the golden snake lightning.

"Aren't you cold?" Wei Suo made a fake move to the left this time with rich experience, and then ran to the right, completely dodging the ice dragon that rushed out immediately, but the scattered cold air was still there. Make him shudder. It was even colder in the entire hall, and even the exhaled breath turned white.

"I said that I know how to use ice and fire, and I can cook with fire." Han Weiwei proudly moved closer to her warm fire shield, but when she said these words, she suddenly thought of the day when this guy asked herself What, the scene where she said she would be on fire, Han Weiwei blushed suddenly, and hurriedly poohed twice in secret.

"Slap your face!"

Wei Suo used the true method of the earth god again, turning into an earth puppet.

"I'll completely freeze this place into an ice cave, and I'll slide you to death. Let's see how you run." Because the true energy is still enough to perform the Ice Dragon True Art at least a dozen times, Han Weiwei didn't care which direction Wei Suo was running in, just went straight. Then an ice dragon turned into an ice dragon and smashed towards Wei Suo's surroundings.

In just a moment, a thin layer of ice formed in the entire hall with a radius of more than ten feet.

"You should surrender as soon as possible and be my slave. If you are really frozen, it won't be fun." Seeing that Wei Suo, who was trembling from the cold, slipped once and almost fell on his back, Han Weiwei laughed proudly laugh.

"Stop dreaming, I will fight with you!"

But Wei Suo ran desperately, sending out golden snake grids one after another and unearthed puppets one after another.

After more than a dozen golden snake grids were fired in a row, and most of the ground in the main hall was covered with a thin layer of ice, Wei Suo stretched out his hand, wanting to melt another golden snake grid, but the purple real essence was very pitiful. There were only a few faint traces, which dissipated almost immediately on the hand. Wei Suo's face turned pale.

"Haha, what's the matter, you have no real energy, and you still don't surrender? Slave." Seeing such a scene, Han Weiwei burst out laughing proudly. At the same time, an ice dragon transformed into another one and hit Wei Suo.

"Zi!"

But what made her eyes widen in disbelief was that a golden snake grid flashed out again in an instant, and a native man appeared beside her.

She almost had a conditioned reflex, so she used the fire shield to block it.

But this time the natives turned out not one, but two!

She has habitually blocked more than a dozen times, each time with one native, but this time there are actually two.

The two fists of one of the natives were instantly melted by her fire shield. But a clay pot-like fist of another native was getting bigger and bigger in her sight.

With a sound of "Peng", the native's fist hit Han Weiwei in the face, turning one of her eyes into a panda's eye.

"Miss!"

The guards of the two treasure pavilions in the hall were shocked at that time.