Chapter 95: Is it a sense of accomplishment to interrupt a stick? (1/3)
"Thunder spell?!"
Wang Gui smiled indifferently, and slowly raised one hand, squeezing it firmly, a golden buckler appeared in front of him out of thin air, blocking all the rushing thunder.
"The elementary thunder spell is surprisingly perfect, but please understand that the gap between acquired and congenital cannot be filled by a few nearly perfect spells."
Moreover, in Wang Gui's opinion, how could these charms be portrayed by the naughty monk in front of him? Maybe they were life-saving objects obtained from some experts.
Since it is a life-saving thing, isn't it too early to use.
"Or, do you look down on the congenital monks like this?" Wang Gui narrowed his eyes, where there was still the elegant and courteous appearance before.
It is completely the incarnation of a smiling tiger, even a hypocrite.
Unfortunately, this Wang Gui also underestimated Gu Tingyu.
Gu Tingyu still has countless such inferior charms that are called almost perfect in Wang Gui's mouth!
Please don't underestimate the name of the first spell bomber in the Xiantian realm. It's really not just a talk.
"It's really troublesome to not be able to pinch a spell." Gu Tingyu sighed, and at the same time drew out a dozen spells.
Each spell exudes strong energy, either thunder, flames, or ice.
"Ok."
Wang Gui originally wanted to continue taunting Gu Tingyu, but after seeing those charms, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. This is a bit too much.
"Why? I can't bear it anymore? Isn't the golden bastard shell you released just now very hard? Keep trying?"
The spell was thrown out, and the thunder, flames and ice were intertwined to form the most powerful means of attack, rushing towards the innate ascetic Wang Gui!
These dozens of spells were thrown out at the same time, which really scared Wang Gui. The energy that a dozen of nearly perfect low-level spells can bloom together cannot be underestimated.
It is not at all comparable to the power of the three thunder spells before.
Boom!
The entire forest sea was swallowed by this powerful energy, and all the trees within a radius of more than ten meters were destroyed.
"The sword is broken!"
Boom, a sword aura that resembled a crescent moon swept out, and then barely resisted the energy of these spells and dissipated. The dust dissipated and exploded.
Xin Wanggui is still standing.
It's just that his originally clean clothes have become dilapidated, and now he is no longer as arrogant as before. This unworthy acquired cultivator is not as easy as he can see.
The sword is out.
If Wang Gui didn't take out the long sword in the wave of strong attacks just now, he might really not be able to hold it.
"The mere acquired monk, forcing me to draw out the sword is a shame to the innate monk." Wang Gui sighed, with more hatred on his face, "It seems that you can only be killed today. That girl doesn't know if she wants to. Abandon this rookie and return to the Xuantian Sword Sect with me, to be a pair of unrestrained immortals who can swim across the Five Lakes?"
"Not worthy."
Still the simple unworthy sentence.
"Hahaha, the girl is scornful of herself."
"I said, are you really a silly cultivator? Are you sure they are not worthy of you? Don't take a piss and take a picture of yourself? If there is no juice, why not let Dahua give you a bit? ?"
Gu Tingyu said and patted Dahua's head lightly.
What kind of compelling oneself, don't you have any idea about compelling? It's naive.
It just so happened that the battle just now scared Da Hua, and his dignity as the king of beasts was lost.
"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, but please rest assured, I won't let you die quickly. I hope it will be so easy under my sword for a while."
Is it difficult
nonexistent.
The monk who had just entered the innate realm was not an adversary to Gu Tingyu. Fortunately, it was just this arrogant who came. If the face of the iceberg came, Gu Tingyu would be worried.
I had always used spells as an attack before, but also to test whether the face of the iceberg came together.
It seems otherwise.
"I want to see how many spells you still have."
"Too much you doubt life."
Gu Tingyu cut it with one hand, picked up a one-meter long bamboo pole from the ground, and then took out another charm from his arms.
Symbol!
A monk can only begin to practice magical artifacts after he has entered the innate realm, and the opponent's sword is a kind of magical artifact.
The Talisman is a long-lost mysterious spell. It has no level requirements for the character. It can be applied to any object and temporarily becomes a satisfactory magic weapon.
Of course, if the character’s cultivation base is higher, the role of the talisman is also
Will be bigger.
For example, now, Gu Tingyu's bamboo pole is only equivalent to the magic weapon of the acquired peak realm.
"Xuantian Slash!"
"The sky is full of white clouds."
Ding ding dong dong, a metal collision sounded as the two men started fighting. Although Gu Tingyu only used a bamboo pole, it was no weaker than Wang Gui who was holding a sword.
After dozens of rounds, Wang Gui backed back again and again.
He is a little skeptical of life, you know, he is a genuine innate state, how can he even use the magic weapon and still not be able to kill the opponent.
Moreover, the opponent's swordsmanship is vaguely superior to him. In other words, if the opponent uses a sword, he may have suffered a sword injury by now.
"Draw your sword!"
This is the sword technique that Wang Gui has cultivated for more than ten years, day after day, year after year. He draws the sword all day, just to find the strongest sword energy that bursts out at the moment of drawing the sword.
Gu Tingyu held up the sword flower with a bamboo pole and walked away without the slightest timidity.
Boom.
A sword strike shook all directions.
It was just one move, but it seemed like a hundred moves, and the two of them took a few steps back!
With a click, the bamboo pole in Gu Tingyu's hand could not stand the baptism of the battlefield, and was broken and scattered.
Seeing that the bamboo pole in Gu Tingyu's hand was broken, Wang Gui couldn't help but laugh: "Hahahaha, girl, have you seen it? What a waste of this person you are following, the artifact has been broken by me, you still have to join him Why don't you come with me? I heard that I found a very enchanting mortal beauty on the Tieshan Sect. I didn't expect Wang Gui to have such a blessing."
The enchanting mortal beauty
This sentence was remembered by Gu Tingyu in his heart. Could it be a slap in the sleeve separating Gu Tingyu from anger.
Although Zhexiu is not an ordinary person, Jiuyang Mountain is now a Crouching Dragon, Hidden Tiger, who knows what old monsters are here.
"What are you talking about Tieshanzong? What enchanting beauty?" Gu Tingyu asked.
Wang Gui sneered: "Hehe, I want to know, go and ask the king, what a waste, a waste without a magic weapon, what can it be!"
People are kind and intellect but not good, and they lose their magical tools. No matter how strong the Taoism is, they will always be just mortal.
Gu Tingyu sighed, threw away the broken bamboo stick, picked up another one from the ground and said, "I really don't know what to think. Does breaking a stick make you feel fulfilled?"
(End of this chapter)