Chapter 27 Wushao Wizard

In a bamboo building, more than a dozen monks gathered around, sitting on seats on both sides.

And sitting on the main seat in the center is a middle-aged male cultivator with a burly figure and a face of about forty years old.

It was Wushao Wizard.

He is discussing with the monks in the other four villages about the transaction of the Rejuvenation Elixir.

But at this moment, his face full of smiles suddenly changed.

The other monks naturally noticed the change in Wizard Wushao's expression, but before they could ask about the specific situation, Wizard Wushao didn't say a word, and turned into a strange light, rushing towards the mountain.

---He actually sensed that the shackles he had imposed on the deer demon were broken.

If it weren't for that deer demon, how could there be such a situation where all the big villages had to wait carefully in front of him, begging to buy the "Rejuvenation Pill"?

For him, the little deer monster is a cornucopia, a cash cow, and nothing can be lost!

Therefore, the first time he discovered the mutation, he rushed back desperately without any hesitation or thinking.

"We must catch up!" Wizard Wushao said anxiously.

If the unknown monk who broke into his cave moved fast enough and fled away with the deer demon, the three thousand mountains are so big, how can he find the deer demon back then?

Thoughts were flying in his mind, but his speed was indeed very fast, and he was not far away, but after twenty breaths, Wizard Wushao had already rushed out of his cave.

"This is?!" Seeing the intact barrier in the cave, Wizard Wushao couldn't believe it.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

Wizard Wushao waved his hand, and the restriction was lifted. He hurried into the cave, wanting to find out the specific situation.

Just at the moment of entering the cave.

call!

A shining sword light rose out of thin air.

Wizard Wushao muttered inwardly, but his movements were extremely fast.

In an instant, a dark green light flashed above his physical body.

boom!

The sword light and the green light collided together, and the spiritual light overflowed.

Under this blow, Wizard Wushao's figure was thrown backwards.

But the offensive is not over yet.

Boom boom boom!

A sword light rushed up, with a deafening sound of sonic boom, and dazzling flames, soaring into the sky, combined with the extremely sharp sword energy, it was like a dragon chasing and killing the Wushao wizard.

It seemed that he was preparing to stab Wizard Wushao through his heart in mid-air.

The person who made the move was naturally Lu Qingshan who was waiting for Wizard Wushao to return.

Between raising his hands and raising his feet, Lu Qingshan first took advantage of Wushao Wizard's panic and ambush to snatch a first move, and knocked Wushao Wizard away, and then used the power of the flying sword to chase and kill him into a passive situation. Wushao wizard in the book.

A very effective combo.

Wizard Wushao looked at the flying sword that was shooting towards him, and felt a chill running down his spine.

Feijian Hengkong, within this, there is a terrifying killing intent, forming a horrifying and destructive aura.

"The power of artistic conception!" Wizard Wushao exclaimed in his heart, although he did not have the ability to master the power of artistic conception,

But after all, he is a Jindan cultivator, so he still has some sharp eyesight.

Wu Xiu's foundation is actually a combination of physical training and poison art, so he was attacked by Lu Qingshan just now, although he was extremely embarrassed, his injuries were not serious.

But the flying sword in front of him is completely different from the sword just now, because it is actually possessed by artistic conception.

The mystery of the power of artistic conception, even if he is physically strong, he dare not defend it.

Wizard Wushao became ruthless, and patted the spirit beast bag hanging on his waist. Hundreds of jet-black poisonous snakes appeared while the spirit power was pumping.

These poisonous snakes are like a cloud, spitting out scarlet snake letters, making piercing noises, and slamming towards the flying dragon bird sword.

Chi Chi Chi!

The poisonous snake wrapped itself around the sword shadow as if it were death, but the flames that shot out from the dragon bird's sword made the sound of being roasted come from these poisonous snakes.

boom!

The next moment, under the fierce flames, the snake bodies of these poisonous snakes expanded rapidly, and suddenly burst open, turning into a cloud of extremely foul-smelling poisonous gas.

These poisonous gases quickly enveloped the Dragon Bird Sword.

Under the poisonous gas, Feijian seemed to be trapped in a swamp, his speed dropped sharply, and the spiritual power on the sword was also constantly decreasing. When Feijian rushed out of this cloud of poisonous mist, his strength was already running low, and he could no longer form an offensive .

Looking at the flying sword that had stopped, Wizard Wushao was heartbroken.

Don't look at him waving hundreds of poisonous snakes with a big hand, but in fact every poisonous snake has to go through at least 20 years of cultivation, which cost him a lot of energy and financial resources.

Of course, the venomous snake cultivated with such laborious effort should have been able to last for a long time, and it would become stronger and stronger.

But now, in order to resist this flying sword with the power of artistic conception, he can only reluctantly treat it as a one-time consumable, and decades of energy have been wasted.

After stopping Feijian's first attack at such a huge price, Wizard Wushao finally saw the face of the cultivator who attacked him clearly for the first time.

It was a very young male cultivator with a stern expression, looking at him with serious eyes.

Lu Qingshan is also looking at Wizard Wushao.

A late Jindan monk? Sure enough, there is a means.

Lu Qingshan thought to himself.

Although it is only a weak level of killing sword intent, but under the blessing of this sword intent, the flying sword still soars from seven times the speed of sound to twelve times the speed of sound, combined with the fire element damage attached to the dragon bird sword itself, the power is amazing.

This is the power of artistic conception, and it is also the reason why it will become the most important criterion for judging the combat power of high-ranking monks.

After seeing the cultivation level of Wushao wizard, Lu Qingshan felt more confident.

His current state is only at the early stage of Golden Core, but whether it is spiritual power or consciousness, he is no different from a monk at the late Golden Core stage.

As for the magic means, he believed that most of the sword cultivators in the later stages of Jindan would not be able to defeat him.

Therefore, for him, Wushao wizard in the late Jindan period is by no means an invincible opponent.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in my cave?" Wizard Wushao asked coldly with a gloomy face.

Whoosh!

What he didn't expect was that the young monk in front of him didn't intend to talk to him at all, and the Dragon Bird Sword turned into a red light again, charging towards him.

He is already a mortal person, so why talk nonsense with him!

Click, click...

Wizard Wushao's complexion changed suddenly, and his spiritual power immediately vibrated, and a tooth-piercing voice rang out.

The muscles on his body were knotted, and strange scales like snake scales grew wildly all over his body. In an instant, it covered most of his body. Even his face was covered with blue-black snake scales, which was extremely frightening.

The flying sword hit Wizard Wushao's chest, and his underwear immediately burst into pieces, followed by that layer of snake scales.

clang clang clang!

The two collided and sparks flew everywhere.

The Longque Sword kept humming and shooting, and the flames intertwined, forming a terrifying net, dense and dense, covering Wushao Wizard.