Chapter 170 The Power of Secret Art (Added update for the first helmsman in this book!

Chapter 170: The Power of Secret Art (Additional update for the first helmsman in this book!)

On the other side, Li Xuan Sword was worthy of being a top-grade spiritual weapon. It showed its proper style and gained the upper hand.

I saw the flamingo transformed by Li Xuan Sword burning with flames. One claw swept the landscape painting in front of the white-bearded old man, knocking it out of sight and sinking a large piece inward before it could be stabilized.

It's just that although it has the upper hand, this landscape painting is after all a top-quality defensive weapon. It looks like it is also a boutique among top-quality magic weapons. It is not an ordinary thing that can be seen everywhere. It will take some time before Xuanjian can break through it.

The most powerful Li Xuan Sword was blocked, the Soul Chasing Blade and the Ruijin Sword were entangled, and the Yao Jin Gong's attack was neither painful nor itchy.

After all, the white-bearded old man has a higher level of cultivation, and he has lived for such a long time and is extremely experienced. If he continues like this, it will take some time for Liu Yu to defeat him.

If he was able to catch his breath, he might not be able to escape with his life, which would ruin his career.

Liu Yu's consciousness controlled the attack of magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and he kept pulling the Yaojin Bow between his fingers. His thoughts were racing in his mind, thinking about which trump card to use.

While he was thinking, a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy suddenly came from his spiritual sense.

Under the observation with his spiritual consciousness, he saw the white-bearded old man quickly holding the spell with his hands, his beard and hair spread out and his expression solemn. The spiritual energy around him was converging towards him, as if he was about to cast some powerful spell or secret technique.

What the enemy cultivator wanted to do must not be allowed to succeed. Seeing this, Liu Yu's eyes lit up but she was not surprised but happy.

Generally speaking, the more powerful a spell or secret technique is, the longer the process of casting it will be, and the greater the backlash of a failed cast. Most spells and secret techniques follow this rule. This is basic common sense in the world of immortality.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything. For example, the "Shocking Thorn" in the magical art can be activated in almost half a breath, and the attack speed is extremely fast. As far as Liu Yu has seen, there are no magic weapons, spiritual weapons, Spells attack faster than it does.

Seeing that the white-bearded old man's battle was not small, and if the spell failed, the backlash would definitely be serious, Liu Yu would certainly not let go of this opportunity.

While thinking about it, the secret technique of divine consciousness "Shocking Thorn" has been used naturally. The invisible power of divine consciousness is condensed into a thin needle by the secret technique. This invisible substance is no more than an inch in length, but it is the concentration of divine consciousness. condensed to the extreme.

It has the ability to directly attack the soul and consciousness. The attack is fast and concealed, making it difficult to defend against. It is extremely difficult to defend without special magic weapons.

The secret technique is condensed into such a small needle, which consumes about one-eighth of the power of the divine consciousness in one go. It also uses divine consciousness to control the magic weapon to attack. With Liu Yu's current spiritual consciousness, this kind of secret The technique can be released up to four times in each battle. If it is any more, it will be extremely difficult to control several magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

The "Shocking God Thorn" had already condensed out from the center of the eyebrows in about half a breath. The next moment it disappeared from the eyes, appeared in the middle of the white-bearded old man's eyebrows, and stabbed directly.

"snort!"

I saw the white-bearded old man groaning, and all the magic weapons paused for a moment before continuing to operate. The spells he was playing in his hands were immediately thrown into chaos, and all previous efforts were wasted. The gathered spiritual energy was also chaotic, and the mana that was about to be output was flowing backwards, giving The meridians caused minor damage.

"Sacred consciousness attack?"

The white-bearded old man spat out a few words bitterly.

A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his Adam's apple twitched as he forced himself to swallow a mouthful of blood, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. It was obvious that he was seriously injured due to the backlash of the spell.

But after all, this person is a veteran foundation-building monk, and his spiritual consciousness is even better than Liu Yu. The shocking thorn can only make him lose consciousness for a moment, and it does not cause much damage, which is far less serious than the backlash of the spell.

At this time, Liu Yu had the upper hand due to the effects of the Jingshen thorn and the spell's backlash.

The mother-in-law's soul-chasing blade and sharp golden sword's sweeping slashes were unstoppable, beating back the black iron rope and earth wheel magic weapon, only occasionally being able to fight back.

The Li Xuan Sword's spiritual weapon transformed into a powerful and unparalleled weapon. It was burning with flames and seemed to be transformed into a real monster. Every time it was struck, it left shallow traces on the landscape painting weapon, making its spiritual light darker and darker.

The moment when the white-bearded old man lost consciousness just now, he left a deep mark. Now the landscape painting instrument is already scarred and crumbling.

But Yao Jin Gong's attack had little effect. When it was about to land on the landscape painting artifact, the white-bearded old man took out a stack of magic talismans and easily defused it.

The situation was great when a shocking thorn had a miraculous effect, and it seemed that it would not take long to kill the opponent.

But Liu Yu did not rejoice too early. He was afraid of long nights and dreams, and just wanted to end the battle quickly.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

As Liu Yu's thoughts turned, two more invisible needles condensed out and stabbed towards the white-bearded old man. At the same time, the magic power in his Dantian and meridians surged, and the power of the magical and spiritual weapons was output with all his strength, keeping them in the strongest state.

With difficulty resisting various attacks, the white-bearded old man's eyes flashed with a stern look, realizing that he was at a critical moment of life and death. Finally, he was inspired to bleed, and he took out a talisman with a small purple bell painted on it with determination.

But before he had time to sacrifice, he felt a frightening feeling in his heart. This was a warning from the strong intuition of the foundation-building monk.

"No, it was that weird spiritual attack just now!"

The white-bearded old man had this idea in his mind, but he lost consciousness before he could react.

This is the overbearing power of spiritual attacks. If there is no magical weapon specifically designed to defend against such attacks, one can only rely on one's own soul to resist. If the soul is too weak, it may even be wiped out directly in one blow.

Taking advantage of the man's distracted moment, Liu Yu controlled the flamingo transformed from Li Xuan Sword and tore it down from the sky, splitting the landscape painting in half.

Then without stopping, the blazing fire swept straight towards the enemy cultivators.

This time, with two shocking stab attacks, the white-bearded old man was unconscious for a longer period of time. He didn't come back to his senses until Li Xuan Sword destroyed the landscape painting.

"Bang"

But the spiritual weapon was already close at hand, and before he could react, his head exploded into blood mist and flesh and blood flew everywhere with one blow.

"thump"

The body without the head slowly fell to the ground. The black iron rope and earth wheel magic weapon that were fighting fiercely also fell to the ground because they lost the control of the owner. Then the aura slowly disappeared and the size returned to its original appearance.

"call"

Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It had been less than twenty breaths since the fight, but he felt a thrilling feeling.

Fortunately, I won and I am still alive, but the other party will fall forever.

Before he had time to rest, Liu Yu suddenly remembered something. A mouthful of Qingyang Demonic Fire flew out from it and rushed towards the body of the white-bearded old man, turning it into ashes in half a breath.

After controlling the Qingyang Demonic Fire to return to his dantian, Liu Yu could feel the flames growing slightly through the close connection between his mind and body, but it was not as big as the growth that burned the purple-clothed monk last time.

"Maybe it's because the target has died, and part of its vitality and soul has disappeared."

Liu Yu guessed, but the situation at this time was urgent and there was no need to think too much.

He put away the white-bearded old man's magic weapon, hung the storage bag on his waist, and carefully put the talisman into his own storage bag.

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