Chapter 413： I am Javie

Chapter 413 I am, Javi

"He Fangmouse, dare to come to my Sanlian Caifengwu station to make trouble! Within three breaths, leave quickly!"

The Nascent Soul elder stationed at Sanlian Caifengwu rose up from the edge of the light curtain. After trying to break through the "oscillation formation" to no avail, he immediately turned his direction and flew towards Su Hao.

A purple robe flutters with the wind, and the purple-gold belt is covered with all kinds of magical instruments, which jingle for a while, his eyebrows spread like eagles, his eyes are full of rage, and the man in crystal armor is locked, holding a short sword in his right hand, and choking in his left hand. , the magic weapon around his waist was about to move, and it seemed that it would shoot out the next moment and hit Su Hao.

Su Hao Radar had already discovered this Nascent Soul cultivator, so the formation just accommodated him. At this moment, the opponent jumped out, and it must be the Nascent Soul cultivator from Sanlian Caifengwu.

It's easy to find the real master!

The long knife in Su Hao's hand flashed with blue light, his brain turned rapidly, he locked the position and placed the 'Negative Space Module', the moment the Nascent Soul cultivator entered a specific range, the long knife in his hand slashed vertically.

"Pfft!"

The purple-robed Nascent Soul cultivator flashed blue light on his left arm, the entire arm was broken at the root, white light emerged from the fracture, and only a small amount of bright red liquid was sprayed out.

"what!"

The purple-robed cultivator was severely injured, and he couldn't help but let out a scream. He subconsciously looked at his left arm. As soon as his left arm was cut off, he immediately threw it to the side. He subconsciously stretched out his left arm to catch his own...

Of course this can’t be done!

Obviously, the purple-robed cultivator also realized this instantly, not only that, but he also realized that the man in crystal armor in front of him was not something he could deal with.

The purple-robed cultivator stopped his figure in vain, his eyes swept in a circle, and all the surroundings were intercepted by the formation, how could he escape?

He threw the dagger in his right hand and flew out, and his right hand clenched a little.

“咻—”

The dagger flashed with purple light and went straight to Su Hao. He himself stretched out his finger and hooked, and the broken arm flew back immediately, caught by his right hand, and then randomly connected to the break, followed by purple light at the break. The flickering, like a soldering iron scorched on the flesh, scorched the broken arms together.

The long sword in Su Hao's hand flashed with blue light, and he swung at the dagger that was shot.

“When~”

A blue light flashed, and the dagger was knocked away from a distance.

Su Hao murmured in surprise: "Hey, he didn't cut that dagger with one stroke!"

The purple-robed cultivator retracted his short sword and looked at the huge gap on it, and he couldn't help showing pain! This short sword is his best magic weapon, the pinnacle of his refining, and his pride! Almost cut him off with a knife! This can't help but make him begin to doubt his level of refining!

And looking at this short sword, the internal structure has been slightly damaged, and it has basically become a waste magic weapon!

"Painful old man!" The purple-robed cultivator immediately turned around and flew away. He wanted to try if he could break the barrier, so it was better to run first.

Su Hao's purpose is to arrest this Nascent Soul cultivator and question him properly, but before arresting him, he still needs to subdue him.

"Don't fight too hard, because these Nascent Soul monks will detonate the spiritual power in their bodies. If he has no hope of life, he will definitely die with me regardless of everything. Therefore, there must be a degree. The best way is to put The opponent's magic weapon exploded one by one."

Su Hao thought of this, and glanced at the pile of magic tools hanging on the other side's waist, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

'Teleport'!

Su Hao suddenly appeared in front of the purple-robed cultivator, and under the angry gaze of the purple-robed cultivator, he slashed across.

The purple-robed cultivator reacted very quickly. With a click of his finger, a small token-like magic weapon immediately blocked him and released a white shield!

"Crack!"

The    shield shattered in response, and the green light long knife was castrated, slashing on the token.

"when!"

The    token flew in response, and the purple-robed monk was scared to death!

What kind of thing is this crystal armored person, is this a monk fighting, or is it a mortal fight? Everyone is so good at shooting each other with weapons and techniques, how can they raise their knives and slash people?

The key is that the distance between the two sides is so close, how can he use it?

No, his token was blown away, he just found out another flying shuttle magic weapon, and he was going to shoot him full of holes. In two parts!

How to do?

"Run first!" The purple-robed cultivator threw all the magic tools around his waist to Su Hao, then grabbed the magic art with his hands, and a cloud of purple light wrapped it and shot it into the distance.

After Su Hao chopped down all these messy instruments and scrapped them with a few knives, a flash appeared in front of the purple-robed cultivator, and he slashed horizontally!

The purple-robed cultivator lit up with several layers of shields, blocking the front of Su Hao's sword.

"Boom boom boom!"

The shield shattered one after another. Seeing that Su Hao was about to slash it twice, Su Hao's blade turned.

"Sigh!"

"Pfft!"

The left arm that was just attached fell off again and flew out.

Su Hao looked at the purple-robed cultivator with a smile on his face. He just wanted to tell him that he cut off your left arm, what the hell!

The purple-robed cultivator's brows furrowed together like eagles. The only remaining right arm and fingers were put together, rushing towards Su Hao.

'Death Drill'!

The golden light of the finger lit up, and a golden light burst out in an instant.

There is no way to hide!

This vicious technique can often be unexpected in close combat, and it is impossible to stop it and avoid it!

Conventional shields can't stop this spell at all. Once hit, it will pierce the heart and pierce the bones. In the blink of an eye, it can turn a whole body of spiritual power into the most poisonous poison in the world, eroding the body completely!

There are many such spells, which is why most monks do not like close combat, because if they are not careful, they will be attacked by such fatal spells, which is extremely dangerous! On the contrary, when the distance is far, the threat of such spells is greatly reduced.

The purple-robed monk showed a triumphant smile in his eyes. The tall man in crystal armor in front of him, no matter who he was, was dead!

Then he watched Jin Guang burrow into the chest of the armored man as expected, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: Winner, this time, it's still me!

"why are you laughing?"

Then the purple-robed cultivator heard the man in crystal armor in front of him ask indifferently.

The purple-robed monk smiled faintly: "You are already dead!"

Su Hao slapped the purple-robed cultivator away like a baseball.

"Uh—" The purple-robed cultivator's round eyes were full of astonishment, and he stopped after turning a few times in the air.

He looked at Su Hao in disbelief and said, "Why did you get hit with my fatal piercing drill and nothing happened?"

Su Hao suddenly appeared in front of the purple-robed cultivator in a flash, pointed his long knife at him, and said lightly, "Who do you think I am?"

The purple-robed cultivator was shocked, his eyebrows like an eagle's wings were turned into eight characters, and his eyes were full of fear: "Who?"

Su Hao said: "I am - Jia Wei!"

The purple-robed monk was full of question marks. He had never heard of such a name: "Javier???"

Su Hao saw that the other party was no longer struggling and said with a smile, "Do you know what I am looking for you, fellow Taoist?"

The purple-robed cultivator was relieved when he saw that Su Hao was no longer doing anything. He cupped his hands carefully and asked, "Junior Sanlian Caifengwu Fenglu, dare to ask the senior for any advice!"

Su Hao said with a smile, "Robbery, hand over all the spiritual power stones!"

"Uh!" A breath of air was stuffed in the chest of the purple-robed cultivator Feng Lu, unable to spit it out.

He subconsciously said, "That's it?"

Su Hao raised his brows: "Huh? Could there be something else? Well, hand over all the treasures! Now, lead the way!"

The purple-robed cultivator Feng Lu can't wait to slap his ears and cooperate with the senior to hand in the spiritual power stone. What are you talking about? It's good now, I don't know if I can keep that bunch of babies!

As for resisting for those materials...

He has lived for nearly a thousand years, but he still can distinguish between life and materials which is more important. If he could trade these foreign objects for a life, he would be extremely happy.

Feng Lu said with a smile on his face: "Small problem, senior said earlier that whatever you want is yours!"

Then he pointed to his broken arm in the distance, and said carefully: "Senior, my broken arm..."

Su Hao glanced at the broken arm that fell to the side and made a casual move. The broken arm instantly appeared in his hand, Su Hao's blood rushed in, and after recording the information in the pinball space, he handed it back and said, "It should be this one. Take it!"

In addition to recording the information, Su Hao had to test what would happen if the Nascent Soul cultivator's body crossed the space.

Is the cell tissue collapsing, or can it resist the pressure of space?

Just give it a try.

(end of this chapter)