UGB Chapter 170 The Prestige of Secret Techniques
Chapter 170 The Prestige of Secret Techniques
Chapter 170 The Prestige of Secret Techniques
On the other side, the Li Xuan Sword is worthy of being a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it has completely displayed its demeanor and has the upper hand!
I saw the flamingo transformed by the Lixuan sword was burning with flames, and swept its claws on the landscape painting in front of the white-bearded old man, knocking it out of the light, and dented a large part inward before it was able to stabilize.
It's just that although it has the upper hand, this landscape painting is a top-grade defensive magic weapon after all, and it looks like it is also a boutique among the top-grade magic weapons. It is not an ordinary thing that can be seen everywhere. It will take a while for the Xuanjian to break through.
The most powerful Lixuan sword was blocked, the son-mother chasing soul blade and the sharp gold sword were entangled, and the Yaojin bow's attack was painless.
After all, the old man with white beard has a higher level of cultivation, and he has lived such a large age and is extremely experienced. If this continues, it will take some time for Liu Yu to take him down.
If he is relieved, maybe he can escape with his life and ruin his own affairs.
Liu Yu's spiritual sense controlled the magical weapon and the spiritual weapon to attack, and he kept pulling the Yaojin bow between his fingers, and his thoughts turned rapidly, thinking about which hole card to use.
Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden burst of violent spiritual energy fluctuations in his spiritual sense.
Observing with his spiritual sense, he saw that the white-bearded old man was pinching the magic formula with both hands quickly, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and his expression was dignified. The spiritual energy around him was gathering towards him, as if he was about to cast some powerful spell or secret technique.
What Enemy Xiu wants to do must not let him succeed. Seeing this scene, Liu Yu's eyes light up, but he is not surprised but happy.
Generally speaking, the more powerful spells and secret techniques take longer to cast, and the greater the backlash of failure to cast them. Most spells and secret techniques follow this rule, which is the basic common sense in the world of cultivating immortals.
Of course, there are exceptions to everything, just like the "stunning stab" in the magical method of keeping the gods, which can be activated in a little more than half a breath, and the attack speed is extremely fast. As far as Liu Yu has seen, there is no magic weapon, spiritual weapon, Spells attack faster than it does.
Seeing that the white-bearded old man's situation is not small, if he fails to cast a spell, the backlash will definitely be serious. Of course, Liu Yu will not let this opportunity pass.
While thinking about it, the secret art of "spiritual consciousness" has been used naturally, and the invisible power of spiritual consciousness is condensed into a fine needle of cow hair by the secret technique. Condensed to the extreme.
Possess the ability to directly attack the primordial spirit and divine consciousness, and the attack is swift and concealed, making it impossible to defend against. It is absolutely difficult to defend without a special magic weapon.
The secret technique condensed into such a small thin needle consumes about one-eighth of the power of spiritual consciousness at one time, and it is necessary to use the spiritual consciousness to control the attack of the magic weapon. With Liu Yu's current spiritual consciousness, this kind of mysterious The spell can be released up to four times in each battle, and if there are more, it will be extremely difficult to control several magical weapons and spiritual weapons.
The "Shocking Thorn" had condensed out from between the eyebrows in about half a breath, and disappeared in front of the eyes in the next moment, appearing between the eyebrows of the white-bearded old man, and stabbed directly.
"Humph!"
I saw the white-bearded old man let out a muffled snort, and all the magic weapons stopped for a moment before continuing to work. The magic arts in his hands were thrown into chaos, and the gathered spiritual energy also became chaotic. The meridian caused no light damage.
"Sense attack?"
The old man with white beard spat out a few words bitterly.
Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his Adam's apple twitched and he swallowed a mouthful of reversed blood forcefully, his chest rose and fell rapidly, apparently seriously injured by the backlash of the spell.
But this person is a veteran foundation-builder after all, and his spiritual consciousness is even better than Liu Yu's. The shocking stab can only make him lose his mind for a moment, and it doesn't cause much injury, which is far less serious than the backlash of spells.
At this time, due to the impact of the shocking stab and the backlash of the spell, Liu Yu already had the upper hand in the situation.
The sweeping and slashing attacks of the mother-child soul chasing blade and the sharp golden sword were unstoppable, and they defeated the black iron chain and the soil wheel magic weapon steadily, only occasionally being able to fight back.
Lixuan Sword's magical form is as powerful as it is for a moment, burning flames as if incarnated into a real monster, fierce and mighty, each stroke can leave shallow traces on the landscape painting magic tool, making its aura more and more dim.
The moment the white-bearded old man lost his mind just now left a deep mark, and now the landscape painting instrument is already scarred and crumbling.
However, Yaojin Bow's attack had little effect, and when it was about to fall on the magic weapon of landscape painting, it was easily resolved by the old man with white beard who took out a stack of talismans.
A shocking stab received a miraculous effect and the situation is very good. It seems that the opponent will be killed in a short time.
But Liu Yu was not happy too early, fearing that the night would be long and dreamy, and he just wanted to end the battle quickly.
"While he is sick, kill him!"
As Liu Yu's thoughts turned, two invisible needles condensed out again, piercing towards the white-bearded old man. At the same time, the magic power in the dantian and meridian surged, and the power of the magic weapon and the spiritual weapon was fully output, maintaining the strongest state.
Difficultly resisting various attacks, the white-bearded old man knew with a stern look in his eyes that he was at the critical point of life and death, and finally hemorrhagic was aroused, and he made up his mind to take out a talisman with a purple bell on it.
But before he had time to sacrifice, he felt a sense of trepidation in his heart. This was the strong intuition belonging to the foundation-building monks warning.
"Not good, it's that kind of weird spiritual attack just now!"
The white-bearded old man turned this idea in his mind, but he lost his mind before he could react.
This is the domineering aspect of divine consciousness attacks. If there is no special weapon to defend against attacks in this area, you can only rely on your own soul to resist. If the soul is too weak, it may even be wiped out in one blow.
Taking advantage of the moment when the man lost his mind, Liu Yu controlled the flamingo transformed from the Lixuan sword, and tore it down from the sky, splitting the landscape painting in half.
Then without stopping, the burning flames swept straight towards the enemy cultivator.
This time with the two shocking stab attacks, the white-bearded old man was in a daze for a longer period of time, and he didn't come back to his senses until the Li Xuan sword smashed the landscape painting.
"bang"
But the spiritual weapon was close at hand, and before he could react, his head exploded into blood mist and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"thump"
The body that lost its head slowly fell to the ground, and the black iron chain and soil wheel magic weapon that were fighting fiercely also fell to the ground because of losing the control of the owner, and then the aura slowly disappeared, and the size returned to its original appearance.
"call"
Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It was less than twenty breaths from the fight, but he felt thrilled.
Fortunately, I won, I am still alive, and the opponent will fall forever.
Before he had time to rest, Liu Yu suddenly remembered something, and a mouthful of Qingyang Demon Fire flew out of it, and rushed towards the white-bearded old man's body, turning it into ashes in half a breath.
Controlling the Qingyang Demon Fire to return to his dantian, Liu Yu could feel the flame growing slightly through the close connection in his mind, but it was not as large as the last time he burned the purple-clothed monk.
"It may be because the target has died, and part of the vitality and soul have dissipated."
Liu Yu guessed, but the situation was urgent and he couldn't think too much about it.
He put away the magic weapon of the old man with white beard, hung the storage bag on his waist, carefully put the talisman away and put it in his storage bag.
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