Chapter 165

Although there is still some distance between the two, the green aura spread out is enough to hit.

The green aura looked weak and even overflowed with light vitality, but it made the man's face change greatly in front of him.

He was casting magic at this time. The timing of Yang Xuan's appearance was too sudden, which caught him off guard.

"Never be hit!"

This was the first thought in his mind. After forcibly stopping the spell, his body quickly fell back, as if he had lost support.

Yang Xuan's expression was frozen. It was obvious that he had expected it. Immediately, a white light rushed out and hit the man's chest.

However, before Yang Xuan had time to be happy, he saw that the white light hit the water blue light curtain and ripples.

The man's body fell to the ground and knocked a small pit out of the withered ground.

Although the white light didn't really hurt him, it had a lot of anti earthquake force.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and stumbled to his feet. At this time, the blue light covered on his body surface has been dimmed a lot.

The man ignored this, but looked coldly at Yang Xuan floating in the air: "when did the state of Jiang have a friar in the third realm? You are a foreign aid!"

Yang Xuan nodded: "yes, I'm really a newcomer. I have a request. I have to."

"Oh?" The man's patience was surprisingly good. Although he was attacked, there was no anger on his face. After a moment of silence, he immediately said, "in that case, if it's convenient for Taoist friends, you can listen to me. I can't say that Qi Fengguo can also help you."

"That's not necessary. I don't have the habit of turning back."

Yang Xuan shook his head and slowly dropped from the air.

The surrounding sergeants have already consciously dispersed and left a large open space here. Obviously, this kind of thing has become commonplace.

The man saw that Yang Xuan refused so decisively, his face immediately became dignified, and his eyes were even more frightened.

Yang Xuan's sword just used a lot of accomplishments. It doesn't seem to have any prestige, but its lethality is extremely powerful. If he hadn't avoided in time, he might have been in a different place at this time.

Thinking of this, he hesitated. Yang Xuan almost broke his body protection Lingbao with a casual finger. If there was no accident, his cultivation should be higher than him.

"In xiahu Zhong, Taoist friends, can you give me face, as long as you don't interfere? At this time, the state of Jiang gives you double that of Qi!"

"Oh? Is there such a good thing?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and was surprised, but finally shook his head and said, "unfortunately, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't promise, so I offended!"

He was worried that the man was procrastinating, so he was not wordy at the moment. The Changsheng sword pointed at him and cut it in the air. A blue sword came out vertically and horizontally, and scratched a deep crack on the ground.

Surprised, the man quickly reached into his arms and took out a palm sized turtle shell.

The turtle shell looks a little old, and the grain on its back is like a gossip, which is very mysterious.

"Taoist friends, our country of Qi Feng is not an easy generation, and there are strong people in the middle of the third territory. Please think twice."

As the man spoke, the tortoise shell in his hand rose to meet the storm. After a turn, it turned into the size of a shield and stood in front of him. The blue sword light hit the tortoise shell engraved with eight diagrams, but there were only sparks.

"It seems that this man is not good at attacking. Otherwise, he won't tempt me all the time."

Yang Xuan didn't answer the other party's words. After a secret way in his heart, his fingers were connected a few times and played several spiritual powers.

The man frowned and kept blocking Yang Xuan's attack with a turtle shell, while the blue light on his body surface was slowly restoring its luster.

Yang Xuan noticed this. His face changed slightly. He immediately drank lightly and rushed out with the immortal sword.

"Taoist friends, don't deceive people too much!"

The corners of the man's mouth twitched. Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan found his purpose so soon. Although the previous blow did not cause too much damage to him, most of the body surface's defense means were broken, and the forced suspension of the law also caused some disorder in his spiritual power. Only then did he speak out to delay time.

Seeing that Yang Xuan was coming, he immediately bit his teeth, moved his lips, and controlled the turtle shell to rush out. At the same time, he pinched a French seal on his hand.

The eight trigrams pattern on the back of the tortoise shell radiated Yingying light. At this moment, the tortoise shell the size of a shield seemed to become a mountain, lying in front and indestructible.

Yang Xuan hesitated for a moment, turned sharply and flashed aside to avoid it.

However, the other party seemed to lock him with some air machine, and the turtle shell moved with him, always blocking between him and the man.

"In that case, I'll break you first."

His eyebrows were frowned and his eyes were frozen. The green light on the immortal sword was shining. He cut off several swords at the turtle shell.

"Zheng!"

The sound of metal impact suddenly spread, and there were even sparks at the intersection.

The green light on the immortal sword was more and more destructive, almost covering up the whole tortoise shell. Yang Xuan clenched his teeth and constantly injected spiritual power into it, which was becoming more and more powerful.

"Click!"

With a slight sound, an extremely tiny crack appeared on the tortoise shell. At the same time, the green light on the immortal sword also gradually faded down.

Yang Xuan's face was not very good-looking. The blow used 20% of his spiritual power, but it could only make a crack in the tortoise shell.

If we really want to destroy it, it is not impossible, but the consumption is too large and some are not worth it.

Compared with him, the man who was executing the law showed a look of panic on his face.

"How could it be! This guy actually forcibly destroyed the northern hell tortoise shell!"

He murmured a sentence, which was unbelievable, but in the twinkling of an eye, his face showed a cruel color: "it is also the early stage of the third realm, which can damage the northern underworld tortoise shell. At least half of his aura has been consumed, which is my good opportunity!"

Just then, the Dharma seal in his hand had taken shape, and a blue light curtain suddenly rose into the sky and turned into a spear in mid air.

The whole body of the spear is made of cold ice. It has the thickness of an adult's forearm. It is two meters long and emits bursts of white fog on all sides.

"Go to hell!"

The man's eyes were wide open, and the Dharma seal in his hand pointed to Yang Xuan. The spear in the air suddenly roared out, rushed over the tortoise shell and stabbed Yang Xuan's eyebrows.

The bitter cold spread to Yang Xuan a few meters away, which made him get a pimple all over. Looking at the fast coming cold spear, a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.