Chapter 639

Although Lu Xiaotian was surprised, he didn't panic too much. The horse-faced cultivator Gu Ran in front of him had an ultimate move, but if he fought him at close range, it was the late Jindan stage, and Lu Xiaotian was confident that he could fight. What's more, the cultivation level of this horse-faced monk seems to be a little worse than his.

A silver-gray light flashed on his chest, and a piece of armor emerged from his body. Block the chest tightly.

Ding ding, there were two crisp sounds, and the ice-blue long needle as thin as a cow's hair bounced back as if it hit an iron plate.

"Hey, what magic weapon is this!" Seeing a piece of silver armor floating out of Lu Xiaotian's body, the horse-faced cultivator couldn't help being shocked when he missed his sure-kill blow. .

But at this moment, from the palm of the man in black, wisps of cyan flame flowed out like a trickle. The pain that penetrated deep into the soul made the horse-faced cultivator scream, and swiped his left palm towards his chest, a piece of ice armor several feet thick blocked the blue flame. People have retreated a few feet away. He waved his right palm repeatedly, but found that the cyan flame was like a shackle attached to the bone, and could not be lingered at all. The horse-faced monk quickly used a large amount of mana to force out the cyan flame that was attached to his right hand.

However, the cyan flame also followed like a shadow, a large number of cyan flames climbed onto the ice armor, and in a blink of an eye, the ice armor was shattered, and the other cyan flames turned into several fire lotuses under Lu Xiaotian's control. The direction of the horse-faced monk was blocked.

Cao Kun, who had been hiding in the secret room at this time, was even more ecstatic. He was tired of staying in the secret room long ago, but he was too lonely and alone. At this time, the mysterious man in black appeared again in his memory. Cao Kun, who had always regarded the Hou Mansion as his home, could not hold back. Although the man in black was powerful, there was only one person after all. The ghost dog may be able to deter some monks with bad intentions. Cao Kun gritted his teeth and left the secret room.

Di Yougou drove Cao Kun towards the direction of the fight, and two Golden Core cultivators hiding in the dark watched in horror at the fierce but not so intense fight in front of them. The man in black seemed to be understating it, obviously leaving room for energy. But the horse-faced monk's face was already flushed, which was obviously a sign of excessive mana.

At this time, the onlookers still can't understand the danger. Only the horse-faced monk knows the horror of this blue flame. With his cultivation base, he couldn't last long. Often he only drove part of the blue flames away from his body, and the man in black controlled a few strands of flames to block them, and more flames climbed onto his legs and arms.

Seeing the frightened look of the horse-faced cultivator, Lu Xiaotian was quite satisfied with the power of the Vatican Spirit Fire. The Vatican Spirit Fire was originally breath-taking. The baptism of Dao Dharma has faded away the original shocking and destructive aura, and became calm, as if it were an ordinary flame, but only those who are in it can understand the horror of Vatican's spiritual fire. The horse-faced cultivator in front of him is not weak, and Lu Xiaotian thought to himself that it would take a lot of effort to take him down by fighting alone, and he would even need to use the Soul Swallowing Dafa and his own magic power to kill or severely injure him, just like It's like dealing with the Yinlan bandit. It's just that after he refined the Demon Suppressing Tower, under close combat, the Vatican spirit fire alone made the horse-faced monk exhausted.

The power of the Vatican Spirit Fire has been initially tested, and it really is not something that ordinary Jindan monks can easily handle. The most important thing is that it does not need to consume much mana to use the Vatican Spirit Fire. In the Weihou Mansion in this town, there are several other Jindan cultivators peeping from the side, so it is not appropriate to delay for too long. Lu Xiaotian passed through several blue fire lotus flowers lightly. Taking advantage of the horse-faced cultivator's efforts to mobilize his mana, he slapped him on the back of his heart.

Pfft, the horse-faced cultivator who was severely injured was sent flying out of the air by Lu Xiaotian's palm, vomiting blood wildly. Lu Xiaotian lowered his toes to the ground a little, and he was already flying into the air.

"Ice Light Armor!" At the critical moment, the horse-faced cultivator yelled, and sacrificed a ninth-level defensive talisman. A layer of frigid ice armor protected the horse-faced monks. However, the Vatican spirit fire that had already touched his arm was not isolated by the ice armor, even if he was surrounded by the ice armor, the situation of the horse-faced monk was by no means very good.

Ninth-order defensive talismans are really rare. The higher the level of the talisman, the more difficult it is to make, Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, the ninth-level defensive talisman is just a stronger tortoise shell.

With a slight movement of his consciousness, a pair of silver-gray gloves appeared on Lu Xiaotian's hands. Cover your hands firmly. Fists like raindrops fell on the ice armor.

In a blink of an eye, he had been hit dozens of times. In addition to Lu Xiaotian's heavy punch, there was also a large amount of Vatican spirit fire gushing out, covering almost the entire horse-faced monk. Under repeated attacks, several cracks were knocked out of the ice armor by Lu Xiaotian, and the Vatican spirit fire directly drilled through the cracks.

Although the horse-faced monk was protected in the ice armor, he was still dizzy from the powerful punch. Before he could react, the Vatican spirit fire had already penetrated through the cracks in the ice armor. The soul-burning pain caused the horse-faced monk to wail again.

The entire process of fighting was very short. Cao Kun came from the secret room riding a Diyou dog, and saw the scene that made him boil hot. The man in black turned his body upside down, put his hands on the horse-faced monk's head and twisted it vigorously, and directly took off the horse-faced monk's head.

"Okay!" Cao Kun roared excitedly, and took the head directly. This kind of martial arts similar to the worldly mortals is also very inspiring for the cultivators.

Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and the long rope that restrained Huang Shennian lost control of its master at this moment, and was directly taken away by Lu Xiaotian. Huang Shennian was freed from the bondage, and quickly knelt down to thank the man in black in front of him. But when he knelt down and raised his head again, the man in black above his head had disappeared.

Lu Xiaotian flew through the air with the unrepentant head of the horse-faced monk, which really frightened some Jindan monks who had evil intentions.

But at this time, Lu Xiaotian was not finished yet, he stretched out his hand and threw the head towards Cao Kun who was rushing over, "Hang up the heads of some people to warn the thieves, this is the end for those who act wild in Zhenweihou Mansion!"

"Okay!" Cao Kunteng stood up, his face full of excitement. I feel that although the man in black is cold and reticent, the sharpness of his actions is really satisfying.

"Those who trespass into the Hou's mansion will die? What a big tone!" At this time, a man with a Chinese character face with a sturdy physique and a yellow turban on his head showed a hint of sarcasm.