Seeing that the other party had used his magic power to soar to more than a thousand meters, Zuo Zhao couldn't help but sneer: "I don't know how to fight with 'Feng Bo' in the sky."

He inspires [Eight Winds Jibo's visualization] and commands the air flow of heaven and earth. A light green whirlwind surrounds his body, like a evil beast flapping its teeth and claws, and his body is like an arrow from a string to ascend to the sky, easily breaking through the limit of the ordinary Taoist priest's five hundred meters of wind control by relying on the void.

Ji Bo, also known as Feng Bo, is also Fei Lian, who controls the eight winds. This is also the true meaning and small magical power that Zuo Zhao has learned as promoted to the Yin God.

Wu Ming looked down at the Taoist priest who was rising through the air, his face was calm, he pinched his hands and cast his spells, took a deep breath, and a few rays of jade-green light came out of his chest, faintly becoming a heart-shaped body, like a blood-loving heart. Then he shouted suddenly.

A pure white and glittering aura poured out from his body, expanding in a fan shape, radiating to more than ten feet high in the sky, like a pure white column of air soaring into the sky.

In the air, Zuo Zhao's face changed. He faced a brilliant and magnificent pure white sun. His whole body's magic power suddenly lost control. The whirlwind suddenly disappeared, and his body fell like a broken winged bird.

The blood and the heart of the heart breaks all the laws!

Grasping the fighter, Wu Ming stretched out his fingers, and a ray of black and red light flashed, quietly emerged from a pure white sea of ​​light, slashing towards Zuo Zhao's head with lightning speed.

A strong sense of crisis arose in the heart of the handsome Taoist, but unfortunately the spell could not be used for the time being. Before the Seven Evil Sword came, a layer of golden red flame spontaneously covered the whole body, and hard red dragon scales spread from the chest to the neck.

With a "clang" sound, a violent wave of air exploded in the air, and a blurry air current was free to let go, and a figure fell to the ground at a lightning speed.

However, when he was about to hit the ground, Zuo Zhao's magic power surged and broke free from the constraints. With the thought of "Fei Lian Escape Technique", a majestic cyclone surrounded his body and stopped his inertia. The light green wind burst under him, exploded into a big hole in the grass, and dust rolled.

Wu Ming in the sky recalled the sword talisman, and the red line flashed in an instant. A three-foot-long black and red sword light returned through the air, floating around, swallowing and spitting out the seven evil sword lights from time to time. A shocking murderous aura brewed, stinging the skin, as if a dormant poisonous dragon was moving at any time.

He looked down at the heart and saw Zuo Zhao's body tilted flat, and the green airflow held the Taoist, which was a few inches away from the ground. A bloodline appeared on his neck, and the Seven Evil Sword cut through several dragon scales.

The black and red evil spirit remained, and the fine neck-protecting scales were burning, making a sound. The dragon scales on Zuo Zhao's neck were burnt brown, and the scales covering the whole body were dim and there was no longer the glory of the past.

Since he wanted to fight, Wu Ming had no idea of ​​hiding means. He just made a set of combos, trying to take them away in one wave, but unfortunately he was blocked by a magic weapon.

But he was not surprised. The other party was willing to fight with him and he must have made complete preparations. It was normal to have one or two magic weapons of the talisman. Judging from Zuo Zhao's background, it is estimated that this red dragon scale armor was borrowed, and it should be the Feng Taoist priest.

"But... it's the essence and blood of the red dragon, and the dragon scale magic weapon. Has it killed a dragon?" Wu Ming complained secretly, but his hands were not slow. He urged the Seven Evil Sword to slash out again.

call out!

The three-foot black and red sword light shook, and in a blink of an eye, slashed through the sky, reaching the top and down the red sky, roaring towards the Taoist on the ground, carrying a huge force to stir up a harsh wave of air.

Zuo Zhao, who had not recovered, was startled and activated the [Fei Lian Escape Technique] again. His whole person turned into a ray of breeze, and he almost avoided the black and red sword light, and instantly moved dozens of feet away. His figure had just appeared from the breeze. He coughed a few times and staggered.

Feilian's escape technique is his only two great spells. This technique is the same as Yunluan's wind riding technique, but the direction of specialization is different. It emphasizes rapid change of direction at short distances, and the peak can turn seven or eight times in one breath.

Seeing that the sword light was avoided, Wu Ming was not panicked, so he calmly adjusted the Seven Evil Sword, turned a beautiful turn on the near ground, drew a graceful arc, and turned the way to kill Zuo Zhao.

After a while, he realized that the battle between Taoists was completely different from Taoists. He changed from plane to three-dimensional, attacking in all aspects. Of course, whoever occupied the high altitude first would be at the advantage first.

Swallowing!

The black and red light intertwined dense red lines in the air, but it was avoided by Zuo Zhao's rapid speed again and again. He flew hundreds of feet away in one breath, and changed sharply for more than a dozen consecutive times. The strong wind swept the sky with grass, and then he got rid of the enemy of the Seven Evil Sword and slowed down from the suffocation rhythm.

Zuo Zhao was a little embarrassed. Seven or eight burnt brown marks covering the red dragon scale armor covered his body appeared, and blood oozed out. He was shocked. This kind of attacking power was even damaged. If the scale armor protected him, he might be killed if he met.

Fortunately, it was too illusory, otherwise he would have to compensate for this magic weapon.

"Could it be that the heavenly priest should be the income of the Wu family? I am unwilling to accept it..." Zuo Zhao gasped and covered his bloody neck. Fortunately, after the Taoist condensed the Yin God, his body skin was no longer fatal. The Yin God's consciousness was still there, and his combat power was still there.

Of course, before the real person of the Yuanshen, the physical body is still very important. As the foundation of the Taoist priests, the skin of the Taoist priests is damaged, and the Yin God has nothing to rely on. Unless they take over the body, they can let the battle in the Taoist platform.

Zuo Zhao did not dare to be careless anymore. He now used the Eight Wind Jibo method, set up the Four Seasons Geng Feng Technique, and rotated to the spring breeze of reviving all things. A layer of tender green surrounded himself with a fresh whirlwind, and his body emitted bright green light.

In an instant, several deep wounds with residual evil aura around him stopped bleeding and healed.

Wu Ming in the sky frowned when he saw this scene. He knew that the Four Seasons Geng Feng Technique was a spell that integrates the Four Seasons' Ways, with extraordinary intentions and four effects of one kind of spell. However, after all, it was just a true talisman spell, which also brought about sparse problems.

Logically speaking, although "Spring Breeze" has the effect of restoring vitality, it is not so perverted, almost equivalent to specializing in healing spells.

He didn't have time to think too much. Zuo Zhao had already mastered the Feilian escape technique below and rushed up at a very fast speed. A huge air current hovered around him, which was ten feet in a radius, almost like a hurricane.

Wu Ming decisively controlled the sword light to fall densely like pear blossoms and rainstorms. The killing aura burst out from the Seven Evil Swords was overwhelming, and the red clouds in the sky covered the sky.

At this moment, Zuo Zhao shouted loudly, and a huge air current that was rotating rapidly upstream, showing a deer-body, bird-headed beast with claws and scattered claws, colliding with the black and red sword light.

With a loud roar, the sword shadows in the sky gathered, a circle of black and red light wheels rotated and flew backwards, the hurricane exploded, the plain white aura scattered, falling into sparse frost and snow, like pieces of goose feathers fluttering, beautiful and poetic.

Wu Ming only felt a huge shock in his mind. His majestic mental power could hardly hold the Seven Evil Yin Talisman Sword. The black and red light wheel flipped dozens of feet away before he stopped it and turned into a ray of sword light and stayed around him.

Just as he was about to continue to attack Zuo Zhao from a high place, the opponent took advantage of this gap and Fei Lian's escape technique exploded many times and rushed to the altitude parallel to him in one breath.

And as Zuo Zhao made a move, the circling white air flow turned into a autumn-like red and yellow, and counterattacked him with a deep sorrow. The autumn wind did not have the sorrow of the winter wind, but only the sorrows that targeted the mind disturbed the other party's casting.

Wu Ming's face was calm, and a jade talisman on the sea of ​​consciousness, which was as clear as a mirror, turned round and easily transformed away the sorrow and sorrow.

But the next moment, Zuo Zhao took the opportunity to change again. The bitter winter wind swept across with countless ice blades. The enhanced plain white whirlwind made Yunluan uneven on the surface. The so-called restraint was nothing more than relative.

Seeing that the flexible clouds were about to be cut off and hurt the body, Wu Ming frowned, and the Green Blood Dan Heart Technique was used again, and a pure white sun shook away the wanton strong wind.

Zuo Zhao learned from his mistakes and had already been away from him, and he had grasped the distance very well.

After all, the Green Blood Dan Heart Technique is not a Taoist technique that specializes in attacking, and the Yunluan's short-distance explosion of the wind Technique is far inferior to the Feilian's escape technique. Wu Ming is difficult to get close to, so he can only activate the Seven Evil Sword Talisman to attack from afar.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and their mutual attacks could not help each other's protection. They turned the battle into a turn-based game, and they went back and forth.

But Wu Ming was very calm and he still had some methods that he had not used. After a while of fighting, he also tried to accumulate the opponent's magic power, which was only half a year of Taoism, which was far less than his three-year Taoism. It would be great for him to consume it like this.
Chapter completed!