Chapter: 508
His body swayed from side to side under the impact of those two beams of light. Although he was dizzy from the impact, his life would not be in danger if the spiritual power barrier was not broken.
Seeing this scene, Lu Ye felt more and more that he had to find a way to build a spirit pattern on the imperial weapon. Without the blessing of the sharp spirit pattern, the power of the imperial weapon was really not enough.
The spiritual power barrier of Faxiu is really good, but if Lu Ye is asked to chop with a knife, it only takes three or five knives to cut through it with the sharp Panshan knife. two knives.
It's not like now, the streamer of the imperial weapon hits the spiritual power barrier of the person with a bang, the sound is amazing, and it is actually tickling the person.
He complained so much in his heart, but he didn't know that Faxiu was terrified in his heart, not only because he was falling from mid-air, but more importantly because he saw a seventh-layer imperial weapon, under the attack of the opponent's imperial weapon, his own The spiritual power in his body is like a flood from the floodgate, and his body is gone!
With the help of the impact of the imperial weapon, he stabilized his figure and hastily cast an imperial air technique.
This technique can make people float in the air for a short period of time. Dong Shuye used it in front of Lu Ye before, but was stunned by Lu Ye's blow to the fire quail.
Dharma cultivators generally don't use weapons to kill enemies, it's not impossible, it's unnecessary, the spells they use can hit enemies from a long distance, and they have to distract their minds when using weapons, and the attack distance is also limited, so for Dharma repairers Speaking of it, the way of the imperial weapon is a tasteless one.
However, after reaching the seventh level, one can practice some more powerful spells, just like Lu Ye practiced the fire dragon technique, so after reaching the seventh level, his strength will also be greatly enhanced.
The ninth-level law cultivator let out a long breath after performing the air defense technique. Although he was extremely embarrassed by a seventh-level realm, he has stabilized the situation now. Next, he only needs to raise his figure and distance himself. He can take control of this battle by re-flying the imperial weapon!
At that time, the seventh layer will be a target.
It was a great shame to be so embarrassed by a seventh-level realm. He decided to teach the other party to be a good person. He wanted to let the other party know what kind of frightening flames an angry ninth-level practitioner could erupt!
Spiritual power surged, his figure jumped up, and he stepped on his flying spiritual weapon again...
Looking down, there was no trace of the seventh-level realm below.
What about people? He was flustered just now, and he didn't pay attention to the other party's movements, but now he didn't know where he was.
A fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly came from above the top of the head. When Faxiu looked up, his scalp felt numb.
The enemy who was supposed to be on the ground appeared above him at this moment. Under the brilliance of the full moon, a pair of fiery red wings flowing with spiritual power flickered on the back of the man, and a long knife in his hand clinged to it with spiritual power. Quickly slashed at him!
This is impossible! While falling downwards, Faxiu screamed inwardly.
boom...
Dust flew, and Faxiu's body fell heavily to the ground. He felt that many bones were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The spiritual power barrier that could block the blow of the Panshan Dao with two sharp spiritual patterns also disappeared, not because it was cut through, but because the Fa Xiu was unable to maintain it.
Just now, in order to avoid the power of Lu Ye's imperial weapon, he flew a little high, nearly forty feet above the ground, which caused him to fall half to death when he fell.
His eyes were pitch black, he couldn't see anything, his ears were buzzing, and the seven orifices of Dharma Cultivator were filled with blood. With such injuries, he seemed to be on the verge of death.
Lu Ye landed lightly beside him, retracted the wings on his back, reversed the long knife in his hand, aimed at Faxiu's heart, and stabbed directly.
Faxiu's body was tense, and he instinctively grasped the blade of the Panshan Dao with both hands, his eyes full of unwillingness.
He is a ninth-level law cultivator. If he really died in a fight, it is because he is not good at learning and skills, but against Shang Luye, a seventh-level man, he didn't even use a single spell When he came out, he was killed in a muddleheaded way. How could he be willing to do that?
There is nothing I can do if I am not reconciled.
The upright body fell to the ground again, a little red light flew out, and the ninth-level practitioner...dead!
Lu Ye pulled out his long knife and walked step by step to the place where the military repairer disappeared, as if breaking through a weak barrier. When the surrounding scenery distorted for a while, he had already appeared in the familiar terrain of the rocky forest.
At this moment, the battle here is tense, Hao Ren brothers and sisters fight the soldier close to each other, and the other urges the imperial weapon to stand not far away to harass them. JrNovels.com