NOVEL NEXT Chapter 2877 Three Moves
Sun Changxin showed a proud look on his face. He knew that Wang Hao was good at thunder magic, and he took advantage of this point to make Wang Hao take it lightly.
The evil spirits in the scroll were not real evil spirits, but just treasure images. They had some strengths of evil spirits, but also some characteristics of evil spirits, and were not so afraid of thunder.
As long as the treasure was damaged, these evil spirits would almost die. It would not be so easy for Wang Hao to deal with them!
Wang Hao frowned, and the sword formula was continuously pinched. The sound of the sword rang loudly, and tens of thousands of sword qi flew out, cutting off all the black silk threads!
A green light flashed, and several green bamboo swords with dim auras flew back to Wang Hao!
Wang Hao put the sword back into the scabbard, and the scabbard's spiritual light dimmed, as if it had lost its spiritual power.
This is the disadvantage of using spiritual wood materials to refine spiritual swords. Not only is it tough enough, it is also easily affected by various filth and alien forces.
Wang Hao looked distressed, and said with condensed water: "There is one last trick, Brother Sun, make a move as soon as possible!"
Sun Changxin's mouth twitched a few times, and he looked at Wang Hao with envy as he put away the 100 spiritual swords.
It is wrong for ordinary cultivators to have one or two spiritual swords of the Tongtian Lingbao level. Even sword cultivators can only have a set of more than a dozen flying swords to practice sword formations.
What about Wang Hao? 100! Each one is at the Tongtian Lingbao level, and some of them have reached the level of the upper-grade Tongtian Lingbao.
This is too exaggerated. A sword cultivation sect must be able to produce so many priceless spiritual swords.
Originally, I thought that even if I didn't seriously injure Wang Hao, it would be a good idea to destroy a few of his treasures.
But now it seems that destroying a few of them may have little impact on Wang Hao!
However, Sun Changxin couldn't admit defeat. He immediately shone with black light, and dense and strange black spiritual patterns emerged from his body. A black night shadow with a hideous face suddenly appeared in the void behind him.
The night shadow had a pair of scimitar-like horns on his head, was wearing black armor, and held a fish in his thick arms, exuding a domineering and majestic aura.
There is also a black moon pattern between the eyebrows of the Night, which seems to represent something!
Such a strange Dharma image may correspond to a powerful ancestor of the Night Clan. Wang Hao has a basic understanding of the history of the Night Clan, so he can naturally see it!
What is strange is that the Dharma image generally has a blessing effect on the cultivators, but Sun Changxin's face quickly turned pale, as if his magic power was drained in a short period of time!
Sun Changxin's eyes were full of teasing. Of course, the biggest killer move must be hidden at the end. If he used all his strength at the beginning, it would be very likely to scare Wang Hao away. How to take the third move?
By the third move, the opponent will feel that there is hope for the next move, and then he will have expectations.
"The ideal is very full, but the greater the hope, the more miserable the death!"
Sun Changxin's smile was almost suppressed!
The big fish in the Dharma Image's hand flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hao.
This fish is a common object, and the black flame attached to it is even more so. Nothing can burn it. As long as it is contaminated, even bones will be burned to ashes.
Sun Changxin killed many powerful enemies on his way to growth with this method. Most of them have higher cultivation than him. Although he has not used it against Mahayana cultivators, he is confident that even if Wang Hao dies, he will be seriously injured!
If it is to change the favorable situation of the Night Clan, he is not willing to use it in public. This is his biggest trump card!
Just when the fish was about to hit Wang Hao, its speed suddenly slowed down, and then Wang Hao quickly and slowly sprayed out a ball of blue-black flames.
Rumble, a deafening roar sounded, and the black flames burned fiercely, emitting an amazing heat wave.
Soon, the flames dissipated and Wang Hao's figure appeared.
There was no injury on his body, and a ball of blue-black lotus floated beside him. It was the blue lotus magic flame.
The opponent's flame was ordinary, so was the blue lotus ordinary? The blue lotus had swallowed so many kinds of spirits, and it was infinitely close to the first level.
"This is so powerful!" Sun Changxin's eyes almost popped out.
"Nothing can be done, Fellow Daoist Sun, you lose," Wang Hao said in a flat tone. The Night Tribe originally attached great importance to the Dharma, and Sun Changxin took an ordinary path, as if he was born in the Night Tribe.
But the effect was just like that. It might be because the Night Tribe lacked relevant inheritance, so its Dharma was better than that of ordinary people, but compared with Wang Hao, it was still too far behind.
No matter what the origin is, if the degree of condensation is not enough, no matter how powerful the magic is, it can be exerted!
Wang Hao has the law of time and the spirit domain. Even if he uses the Green Lotus Demon Flame, the opponent can still defeat him!
"How can I lose," Sun Changxin roared, a little exasperated!
"What? Fellow Daoist Sun wants to default on his debt?" Wang Hao sneered, and the spell changed. The seventy-two shadowless swords flew out in a circle, and soon merged into one, turning into a ten-thousand-foot-long silver sword dragon.
The green lotus flickered and attached itself to the sword dragon.
Roar! The sword dragon roared and pounced on Sun Changxin.
Sun Changxin frowned and was about to cast a spell, but a thunder suddenly sounded in his ears. He was in a trance for a moment and his movements were half a beat slower!
In a short time, the sword dragon had appeared above Sun Changxin's head.
Sun Changxin's pupils shrank, and a large black light appeared on his body, protecting him. At the same time, the shadow of the Dharma behind him swept his arms, and the fish-like body smashed towards the sword dragon.
"Daoyou Sun, today I will tell you a truth. If you are willing to invest, it is difficult to achieve your expectations!"
As Wang Hao spoke, the silver sword dragon and the green lotus magic flame separated, and then exploded!
After the earth-shaking muffled sound, the sky trembled, and the green lotus took advantage of the situation to move, and a huge heat wave spread in all directions along with the shock wave.
Whoosh! A disheveled figure flew out of the blue-black flames. Sun Changxin had more than ten sword wounds on his body, his right arm was charred, his robes were torn, there was blood on the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale.
A team of dim spiritual swords flew towards Wang Hao. After careful observation, it was found that a few spiritual swords were missing.
Wang Hao was willing to self-destruct all the shadowless swords, but only five of them. If he was more ruthless and let all the shadowless swords self-destruct, and let Qinglian risk getting injured, he might be able to kill Sun Changxin.
Of course, it was just a possibility. After all, the other party was a three-tribulation cultivator, and he had so many means of life-saving that it was difficult to kill him with one blow.
"Daoyou Sun, how is it?" Wang Hao asked with a smile.
"Haha, good, it's refreshing, it's really refreshing. I haven't felt so refreshed for many years. Daoyou Wang is very profound in Taoism, and I admire him. As agreed before, my Night Tribe will withdraw from the Gold and Silver Sea and stay five million miles away from the border." Sun Changxin smiled generously.
"That would be the best. Wang still has some things to do. Daoyou Sun, we'll meet again!"
After that, Wang Hao's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.
Sun Changxin's face quickly darkened, and he coughed violently, spitting out a large amount of blood.
"Elder Sun, what's wrong with you?" Madam Yu Lian flew over from a distance.
"Nothing, Wang Hao is very powerful, don't provoke him in the future, we will withdraw our troops!"
Sun Changxin wiped the blood, his figure flashed, a black light streaked across the sky, and quickly disappeared.