The speed of the Illusion Spirit Sword is almost twice that of the spiritual sword of the same level of cultivator.

The sword cultivator's natal spiritual sword has always been very fast, much faster than ordinary monks to cast spells. In other words, the speed of the illusory spiritual sword is between three to four times faster than the spells of monks of the same level.

The monk from Tianshui Palace only had enough reaction time to cast defensive spells and the water dragon after he had a long distance. If he was a little closer, he would not have time to use the water dragon. If he was closer, he would not be able to use the three layers of protection.

In addition, the three layers of protection have almost no obstacles in front of the Unreal Spirit Sword.

The protection used by monks of Tianshui Palace in times of crisis is naturally impossible to be a simple product, but it has been easily penetrated by the Illusion Spirit Sword.

At the critical moment, Fang Cheng saw clearly with his six eyes.

In fact, the moment the Illusion Spirit Sword hit the protection, the tip of the Spirit Sword was broken directly, but after it was broken, a large amount of gray mist poured out, which was attached to the protection.

Then, the protection decayed rapidly until it was fragile and then penetrated.

This process is extremely fast, from the shattering of the sword tip, the decay of the breath, to the piercing of the back, the time is only enough for the Illusion Spirit Sword to advance about two centimeters. Even a Jindan-stage cultivator cannot make the difference in this process without using the pupil technique to observe.

"Is the decaying power even decayed even the invisible and intangible energy protection?"

Fang Cheng thought to himself: "It's just for watching, but without personal experience, I still can't understand the power of the Illusion Spirit Sword."

Soon, the ring competition entered the second round. The fifteen people in the previous round drew lots against each other, and one person took the bye and went directly to the top eight.

Water is blue.

Fang Cheng looked at the name of the note in his hand, regretting that he had no reincarnation. And this opponent...

A female cultivator in a white robe looked up and asked, "Brother Fang Chengdao's opponent, is it me?"

Fang Cheng nodded and said, "Good luck."

Shui Bi smiled and said, "Brother Dao can you put some water later? If you are killed instantly, I will be embarrassed."

Fang Cheng hurriedly said, "Where, I'm just about to ask fellow Taoists to show mercy."

Shuibi's cultivation is the peak of foundation building, such as Fang Cheng's higher level. Judging from his cultivation level, Shuibi's winning range is relatively large, but the last scene of Fang Cheng's instant killing of Fengge still appeared in front of people. Who is the final winner, it is not certain now.

Before going to the arena, both sides provided keywords. Because it was the second round of the competition, they could provide two keywords. Shuibi chose the snow mountain and the river scene, while Fang Cheng chose the volcano and the desert scene.

For Fang Cheng, any scene is fine. After all, he has countless spells suitable for terrain and enhanced power to use in any terrain. The reason why he chose the scene was just to restrain the other party.

When both sides got on the ring, Shui Bi said, "Brother Fang Chengdao, are you willing to come to the river to fight?"

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Please invite fellow Taoists to come to the desert to fight."

Neither side wants each other to gain an advantage, and there is a sign of a stalemate for a while.

This made Feng Ge, who was watching the battle after waking up, and said to himself: "You killed me directly when you fought with me, but now you are in a stalemate. What does it mean?"

She was killed instantly, and after waking up, she had figured out the reason for her defeat, but now she understood it, it was too late. Now seeing Fang Cheng’s battle with others, she was so angry that she was always angry. No matter who it is, as long as Fang Cheng fights, others will feel better than him.

On stage.

Fang Chengdao: "Since you don't want to leave the river, I will attack first."

I took out the topaz gourd and opened the mouth of the gourd. A large amount of poisonous gas came out. Fang Cheng tapped his fingers, and the poisonous gas merged with the true gas in his hands to form a black brilliance.

"go!"

Fang Cheng shouted softly, and the black light flew away.

Shui Bi stomped her footsteps and flew ten feet high, avoiding the attack of the black light. Just as she was about to fall, she suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly changed her direction, but she saw that the clear river water turned into black poisonous water where she was standing.

"Very poisonous?" Shui Bi asked.

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "That's right, it's very poisonous."

As he spoke, black light shot out from his hands, constantly bombarding the water surface, turning the clearness into a pitch-black dirty thing.

"Fellow Daoist, how?"

Because of its fluidity, the pollution speed is very fast. I just clicked a few times, but the water flow was highly toxic and flowed across the entire river. If there is no obstruction, the entire river will soon be filled with extremely toxic.

If it is a real poison, Shui Bi doesn't care much. However, these poisons are all poisons that are fused with Fang Cheng's true qi. It is not just a poison, but also Fang Cheng's true qi and Fang Cheng's will.

This water is no longer useful.

Shui Bi quickly moved to another area, and at the same time, her hand made a mark. Clear streams of water flew out of the river and gathered around her, forming the shape of a water dragon in a blink of an eye.

Of course, Fang Cheng would not let her do whatever she wanted. The black light in her hand kept shooting out, polluting the entire water area.

But the other party was a monk from Tianshui Palace after all, and a whole water dragon had appeared beside her. Every hair and scale were portrayed very exquisitely, as if he was a real dragon.

"I worship it, the true spirit comes from the sky!"

A faint voice came into Fang Cheng's ears. It turned out that a monk from Tianshui Palace had also recited a spell before using this spell. It was just that because of the blockage of the formation, Fang Cheng did not hear it.

"Pray? True Spirit?"

Fang Cheng had some associations with these two words: "Can you say that there is a real dragon enshrined in Tianshui Palace?"

But no one answered his question.

After the spell, the water dragon's eyes suddenly opened, and the divine light in their eyes was brilliant, containing extraordinary mysterious power.

Those eyes looked at Fang Cheng, and Fang Cheng felt a thrill all over his body, as if he was being seen by a higher-level life and regarded as prey.

"It's pretty bad..."

Fang Cheng took out a large seal.

People have seven emotions and six desires, and various psychology. One of them is called curiosity about the unknown. Fang Cheng has experienced the Valley of All Spirits and the Holy Palace of Sword and Seals, and has also wandered around the border. It can be said that he has seen most of the magic of Liancheng League, but he has never seen such a strange magic.

For a moment, curiosity arose.

Of course, Fang Cheng also knew the severity of the matter. Although he was curious, he decided to defeat the other party first and had a lot of time to ask for advice in the future.

The seal flew high and fell heavily, but when it flew, it was just a little bigger than a person's palm. When it fell, it covered the place where the water was tens of feet in a radius.

The water dragon let out a loud dragon roar, and then it emitted a blue light all over its body, blocking the seal from the light and not being able to make progress.
Chapter completed!