Chapter 145 Fierce Battle with Lan Boting
Foundation-Building Magic [Flying Fleshly Body]!
There is no consumption, just like an innate instinct. The speed is about the same as controlling the Blue Butterfly Sword, but it does not consume real energy. It is as simple as raising a hand or moving a foot.
If you want to speed up, you need to consume real energy.
Wang Yu looked at the rapidly approaching dragon below and ignored it. After finding the right direction, he continued to move towards the other side of the dead leaf swamp.
An hour later.
He roughly verified the flying speed of the foundation-building monk. A drop of true energy is enough to bless him for three days without stopping, and the speed is twice that of a high-grade flying magic weapon.
If you learn the second-level escape technique, this gap will be at least ten times greater.
Beyond that.
There is also a foundation-building magic called [Body Protection True Gang], which consumes very little, has an almost instantaneous speed, and has a protection strength equal to that of a conventional second-level low-grade defense spell.
With the superimposition of the advantages of these two realms, it is obvious how difficult it is to practice Qi to kill the foundation, and this does not include true energy, magic... and other means.
Fortunately, these are the unique abilities of human monks.
There are no monsters, ghosts, or spirits, or they are different types of realms and gods. It is said that after the golden elixir is condensed, human monks will give birth to more realms and gods.
These characteristics can completely distinguish the creatures of different realms, but it is difficult to gain a huge advantage in the battle of the same realm. The value is there, but not as high as imagined.
That’s it.
Wang Yu's purpose of returning home this time has been achieved, and even slightly exceeded. Next, it is time to go back to collect the benefits of his inner disciples.
Build a mansion to make money, sit on the city, and plunder the rich land! Just thinking about it makes me feel like the future is bright.
At this time, Wang Yu, who was about to set off, suddenly heard laughter coming from the front, with a strong resentment and murderous intention, blocking him.
"Hahahahaha~
"You little devil, you have made me run around in this smelly swamp day and night for several months, and I finally caught you.
"Hmph——, I won't catch you without restraint!"
Wang Yu frowned. He just took a breath of fresh air and saw such a disgusting creature, which made him feel sick to his stomach.
"It's you."
"It's me." Lan Boting raised his swords and pointed them. The long sword behind him buzzed out of its sheath and pointed at Wang Yu in the distance. The atmosphere of the fourth floor is undoubtedly revealed.
"Wang Yu, right? Lan is going to take your head today to make up for the unfavorable crime of slaying the devil."
"Funny."
After the dual-path foundation building, Wang Yu's capital became stronger and stronger, so what if it was in the middle stage of foundation building?
“If it weren’t for Chang Xi’s scheme to gain greater gains by using Wang’s identity, then why would the difficulty of Withered Leaf City come about? It’s because of you.”
Lan Boting frowned angrily: "Chang Xi is greedy and she brought it upon herself, but you shouldn't have harmed me too."
"I? Haha——"
Wang Yu sneered, showing disdain.
“You are so brazen that you still need Wang to plot against you? With Fellow Taoist Lan’s temperament, sooner or later he will die somewhere in a corner with no one to collect his body~”
“Presumptuous!”< br>
The sword light rises and the river surges.
The long sword, a high-grade magical weapon, directly slashes out swords that fill the sky. Every blow has the power to crush a Qi-training monk. Realm + magical weapon is the heyday of human monks.
Wang Yu had just broken through the Earth Yuan Cauldron and the Glazed Soul Lamp that had not yet been refined. He twisted around and flew upwards. As a result, the river swords all turned around and continued to attack him.
I couldn't help but curse in my heart.
"Grass!"
Contempt the enemy strategically, and attach importance to the enemy tactically.
Lan Boting, who was born in the Tianxu Sword Sect, even though he is not the top among his generation, has never entered the [Zhengqi Academy] to study, but his sword skills are still sharp.
Put in the same situation, it is definitely a top-notch horse.
Not to mention Wang Yu, who has just made a breakthrough and has not yet had time to update his other methods. He needs to pay attention!
Between chasing and escaping, Wang Yu quickly took stock of the abilities he had mastered. Forget about the first-level spells, they were okay for dealing with the early stage of foundation building, but they were far behind against Lan Boting.
Then only the magic magic [Soul Swallowing Evil Armor Technique] and one of the core methods of Huang Quan Guan [Xuan Yin Hand] can help him in this battle.
Especially the second-level high-grade spell Xuanyin Hand.
Foundation-building true energy + Dacheng realm is enough to bring out the mystery and full power of this technique, which is far beyond what can be compared with the small fights during the Qi training period.
If you want to win, Xuanyin Hand will be the key to victory.
Do not use lightly.
Faced with the hundreds of swords that were chasing after him, Wang Yu's heart moved and he flew in the direction he came from. There was a late-stage second-order dragon there, which might be a target that could be borrowed.
When Lan Boting saw his embarrassed figure, he laughed heartily.
"So what if we break through? We are still just like ants a few months ago. I have to thank you for the spiritual energy fluctuations you caused to guide me in the direction."
After that, he rushed forward and pulled out a light blue line. The flowing light was several times faster than Wang Yu.
"Boom——"
At this time, Jian Gang Changhe finally caught up with Wang Yu. The moment the two were about to collide, an ice wall appeared under his feet.
While stepping on it hard.
The strength of his body exploded, like a charged charge or a spring launch. His whole body was shot out, and he suddenly accelerated for a while and got out of danger.
The ice wall was directly destroyed by Jian Gang. After making a loud noise, it continued to chase Wang Yu, with a feeling of endless death.
Lan Boting, who was witnessing everything from behind, was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect to be able to use spells like this. He was a little angry because he had not been able to win a new foundation building that had not yet mastered the escape method.
With a swing of his right hand, the storage bag hanging on his waist burst into light, and a magic weapon appeared. "The magic rope, go."
He became impatient and directly used a method specifically targeting demon cultivators. Wang Yu's heart skipped a beat when he saw the yellow light from the corner of his eye that far exceeded the speed of the sword, and he had an uneasy premonition.
“Is there another second-level high-grade magic weapon?”
Hurry! Too fast!
Since the distance between the two was not far, the yellow light rope came to Wang Yu almost in the blink of an eye.
With a whoosh, he tied him up.
His hands were forcibly pinned behind his back, and his legs were forcibly held together. The magic-binding rope actually tied him into a worm. Even though the veins on his forehead were exposed, he couldn't use his physical strength to break free.
This magic weapon has a saying, it cannot be broken open with brute force!
"Ants are just ants."
With a disdainful tone, hundreds of swords finally hit Wang Yu. In the sky full of spiritual energy light particles, the figure who cast a spell to condense the black evil armor was knocked away. hundreds of meters.
“Ahem——”
The soul-swallowing evil armor technique is a high-grade magical magic technique, with the first priority being spiritual defense. Most of the souls obtained by swallowing souls are second-level souls, which are extremely powerful.
Facing Lan Boting's Jian Gang, he was still a little weak.
Wang Yu struggled to jump up from the quagmire, coughing up blood. Fortunately, the magic-binding rope did not block the true energy, otherwise the result would be hard to say.
Lan Boting's blue streamer stayed above him.
Said from a bird's eye view.
"Don't run away?"
"Oh, you might as well look back."
Wang Yu's determined tone made Lan Boting feel bad, and his consciousness swept back. But he found nothing and suddenly felt annoyed.
“At this time, there is still use...”
“Ang!!!”
In the blink of an eye, a large hole was flushed out of the swamp, and a huge dragon with a body length of more than 20 meters rose from the ground to the sky like a dragon emerging from the hole.
With the blessing of the bloodline secret technique, the originally ferocious head turned into a huge mud dragon head and bit down hard on Lan Boting.
"I——"
Crack~
As if he had eaten a small snack, the dragon suddenly landed on the ground and looked in the direction of Wang Yu with some doubts. , but except for a few messy footprints, there was no one there.
Just when it wanted to come over and take a look, a blue light suddenly appeared from its mouth.
Lan Boting, who was covered in gastric juices and disgusting digestion, rushed out in a state of embarrassment, his eyes almost bursting with embarrassment.
There was also a broken fang stuck in his calf, completely penetrated and bleeding.
“Bastard, yah yah yah!”
Jianghe Sword Technique·Water and Sky Line.
In the late stage of foundation building, monsters have not yet been taken seriously by him. Before the third level, human monks have an absolute advantage, let alone disciples like him who come from a dominant force.
He was annoyed that he had been misled by Wang Yu's inferior methods.
The attack actually came from underground.
The sword that has been condensed to the extreme has turned into a long line, which is somewhat magical like sword energy turning into silk. It may seem ordinary, but it actually contains terrifying lethality.
The monster dragon looked up to the sky and roared, stamping its short legs.
The nearby swamp began to boil, and the dirty muddy water washed upwards, but was cut directly in the middle by the blue line.
With unabated momentum, it struck the dragon on its back, leaving scars that were visible to the bones. It screamed in pain and became furious.
Take the initiative to display the mud ball ability that Wang Yu has seen before.
In this kind of field, there is a wild one-on-one fight.
How could Lan Boting be willing to let his plan of diverting misfortune take effect? With a pull of his right hand, Wang Yu, who was in an invisible state, was pulled by the magic-binding rope on his body.
He was also pulled into the realm of this huge mud ball that was endless and could be quickly restored even if it was broken.
Lan Boting can sense Wang Yu's position with the help of the connection between his body and the magic weapon, but the dragon can't. In its eyes, he is the only opponent.
The war breaks out again.
Sword light and mud burst out, and scales and flesh were scattered from time to time. Wang Yu huddled at the edge of the mud ball field, and took the initiative to cut off his left arm while gritting his teeth.
In this way, there was a gap in the binding of the demon-binding rope. When the transformation step was performed, a physical phantom body was left to be bound in his place.
The main body quickly changed direction, just waiting for an opportunity.
On the battlefield between the three, one man and one beast were fighting for life and death. It must be said that the body of the dragon was so powerful that even though it had been scarred from being beheaded, it still showed strong fighting power.
As expected of a monster with dragon bloodline, it still has a few tricks up its sleeve.
"Damn it, cough cough——"
On the other hand, Lan Boting, although he had the advantage, started to cough up blood. In this mud ball field, the power of the dragon's innate spells With a big increase, every attack needs to be carefully guarded.
"Sacrifice the scabbard with blood, sacrifice the sword with your body."
"Blood Yuan Sword, fast!"
As if he had made some kind of determination, Lan Boting used the method of pressing the bottom of the box, In an instant, there was a burst of blood, and the terrifying cold sword energy was like a crack.
Crooked, but with the ultimate edge.
(End of this chapter)