Chapter 620 A bit powerful
"Cover the sky!"
Fei Long used his sky-covering combat skills to provide Shangguan Jin with a powerful defense. If the opponent wanted to defeat Shangguan Jin, he would have to blow up his pot first.
"Hey, shield cultivator?"
The man looked at Fei Long, and then there was a look of disdain on the corner of his mouth, "No matter how strong the defense of the shield cultivator of the Xuan Ming Seventh Forging is, it can only be strong within the scope of the Xuan Ming Realm. In front of the Immortal Stage, your The shield is just as scumbag!”
"Scumbag?
Once you try it, you will know how strong Fei Ye’s pot is! "
Fei Long sneered, his fat face filled with confidence.
Under the pressure exerted by Lu Chen, Feilong risked his life and took two copies of the Nine-Line Xuanming Pill. The excessive power of the medicine exploded, but it was suppressed by the power of the Beastman Emperor's essence and blood absorbed in the body. It was running rampant inside the body, causing the fat dragon to be in pain and desperate for life.
However, the benefits are obvious. The super powerful medicine forged the power of will and helped Fei Long break through his shackles.
It was in the midst of great pain that Fei Long broke through a great gap and entered the Seventh Formation of Xuan Ming!
Therefore, Fei Long is full of confidence in his own realm, full of 100% confidence in his own cauldron, and full of extreme confidence in his ability to cover the sky.
With the strength of his high forging position, he can hold up the sky, and a weaker Immortal Stage realm may not be able to break it.
"Cut your pot with one knife!"
The man was afraid of Shangguan Jin and did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he showed his weapon.
"Treasure?
Rubbish! "
Feilong took one look at the opponent's knife and spit out a mouthful of phlegm without respecting hygiene on the spot.
"This is a high-quality treasure. Do you dare to underestimate my sword?"
The man was furious.
"Open your dog eyes and take a closer look. What level is your fat man's pot?"
Fat Dragon raised the cauldron in his hand and sneered, "That rubbish knife of yours is just a scum in front of your fat master's holy cauldron!"
"Holy cauldron?"
The man raised his eyes and looked at Feilong's pot carefully. After a while, he frowned and said, "Holy shit, it's just a quasi-sacred weapon. It's far from a holy weapon. Even a swordsman's sword is better than yours." The pot is countless times stronger.”
Hearing this, Feilong's face turned blue and he was very unwilling.
Yes, among the legion, his pot is not the best weapon.
The best weapon of the legion is Shangguan Jin's holy sword, which is a superior holy weapon.
There are also Lu Chen's sword and Ruhua's double hammers, which are also true holy weapons.
His quasi-sacred weapon is only one level higher than the ancestral weapon. No matter how much the defense is improved, it is still far from a real holy weapon.
"You're so verbose, are you going to beat me?
If you don't want to fight, get out. Don't show off in front of the fat man! "
Feilong said angrily.
"In front of absolute strength, weapons of any level are just rubbish. Do you understand this truth?
Damn fat boy, I see your quasi-holy pot, how can you resist my sword? "
The man was also enraged, and he immediately slashed at Fei Long's cauldron with his knife.
choke!
A sword chant sounded.
Shangguan Jin drew his sword.
Feilong's cover of the sky is just to provide him with a defensive force to save his life, not to be chopped down by others.
He cooperates with Fei Long. He is the main attacker, so he naturally has to take action to prevent the opponent from attacking Fei Long's cauldron.
boom!
The power of the sword and the power of the knife shook together, and they both collapsed, making a loud noise.
"Come again!"
The man retracted his knife and struck again in an instant.
Shangguan Jin also drew his sword again and fought with the opponent.
For a moment, the two of them were fighting for strength, and the fight was inextricable.
However, Shangguan Jin needs the protection of the fat dragon, and the sword is very special, so it is inconvenient to move around, so he almost has to stand still to fight with the opponent.
But the opponent used the knife very flexibly, cutting and moving at the same time, and soon approached Shangguan Jin.
At this time, the fat dragon becomes very important.
If the opponent wants to attack Shangguan Jin, they must overcome the obstacle of Fei Long.
"Damn it, fat boy, look at your palms!"
The man suddenly freed up a hand and slapped it hard on the cauldron.
boom!
The force of the palm was so heavy that the cauldron shook loudly, shocking everyone.
In an instant, there was a palm print on the cauldron, but it was not exploded or even dented.
"This is a defensive combat skill, how come it is so strong?"
There was more than twelve points of surprise in the man's eyes.
Fatty’s pot is indeed of a high level, but it also depends on who uses it?
A low-level warrior like Fatty, who is a low-level warrior of Xuan Ming Seventh Refined, even if he uses a holy shield, he can blow it away with one palm.
But now I can't even shoot the explosion, let alone the dent. It just leaves a fingerprint on the cauldron.
This can only show that this fat boy used very high-level defensive combat skills, otherwise he would not be able to support such a strong defense.
"Your fat master is using high-end combat skills, which a little bastard of your level will never understand!"
The fat dragon laughed loudly, with a smile full of pride, getting carried away with it, and looking debauched.
The last time, his pot was dented by a strong man from the Immortal Stage of Black Rock Sect with one palm, and turned into a flat pot with just a few palms, which became a shame for him.
But this time, after he entered the Xuan Ming high forging position, his strength changed qualitatively, and the sky he held up was many times stronger than before.
This core disciple is just a strong man from Xiantai, not much better than the Black Rock Sect disciple, how can he defeat him?
As long as he can't take the blame, his defense will not collapse. If the defense does not collapse, the opponent will do nothing to him, and he will have the confidence to show off!
He didn't know why Lu Chen didn't come out yet?
The whole mountain peak was roaring loudly, and there was no reason why Lu Chen didn't know about it in the room.
But at this moment, he didn't want Lu Chen to show up at all.
He hasn't finished pretending yet. Once Lu Chen comes out, nothing will happen to him. How painful.
"Put yourself in front of me, and you'll be courting death!"
The man was furious. He held a knife in one hand and fought with Shangguan Jin. The other hand turned into a palm and continued to attack Feilong's cauldron, trying to find some loophole.
"Magic Circle: Extremely Cold Vortex!"
Drink together.
A magic circle descended from the sky and enveloped the man.
In the formation, an extremely cold vortex appeared, sweeping over and almost freezing the man into an ice sculpture.
"Holding the grass, there is a powerful formation master!"
The man found that his speed was a bit slow, and he couldn't help being shocked, and quickly used his true energy to resolve it.
However, the man was distracted, slowed down a beat, and fell into the sword cultivator's move.
puff!
A ray of sword light fell down and hit his shoulder, causing blood to flow like a column.
"Damn it!"
The man was furious, his breath exploded, the magic circle collapsed, and he hurriedly exited, leaving the battlefield.
He never expected that before he saw Lu Chen, the real master, he would be beaten like this by Lu Chen's men, and his shoulder would be slightly injured. He was so angry that he was helpless.
He also knew in his heart that the sword cultivator was protected by a powerful shield cultivator, and he could not defeat the sword cultivator. If a powerful formation mage came to help him, the fight would be impossible.
That array master's array is a bit powerful!
If the fight continues, he will be the only one who suffers!
