I am Shennong, who am I afraid of?

Chapter 68 Third Grade Magic Treasure, Golden Flood Sword
Tang Fei's mental power is comparable to the fifth level of pulse condensing.

The invisible flying sword invaded the sea of ​​consciousness of the three people, easily breaking through the defense of mental power.

Poof... poof...

Both of the two pulse coagulation phases spurted a mouthful of black blood at the same time, and the sea of ​​spiritual power and consciousness was severely injured by the invisible flying sword. The flying sword lost control and both fell from midair.

But Yang Shu survived.

It turned out that the magic robe that Yang Shu was wearing was a third-grade defensive magic robe, which could resist the attacks of fairy art and spiritual power of the ninth level of pulse condensing.

Tang Fei's invisible flying sword just now was blocked by the third-rank robe, so he was safe and sound.

"Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Zhu, are you all alright?"

Yang Shu panicked and watched helplessly as the two Pulse Condensation stage brothers dropped their flying swords. However, she was confused because of her concern. She was in a panic and didn't know what to do.

After many battles during this period, Tang Fei was no longer a rookie.

See the situation is favorable.

Then he took out a second-grade Thunderbolt Talisman and crushed it.

rumbling...

A burst of thunder rolled towards the two people who fell to the ground.

The two men suffered mental backlash, just when their headaches were splitting and their minds were slackened, they were suddenly struck by two lightning bolts, paralyzed, their spiritual power stagnated, and they fell directly from a height of [-] meters.

The two fell to the river bank and had an intimate collision with the hard pebbles on the river beach.

Suddenly, both of them fell to pieces, with broken bones all over their bodies. They lay on the ground twitching, vomiting blood at the mouth, and were confused.

The two flying swords also lost control, fell from a high altitude, and plunged into the rocky beach on the shore.

During the whole process, Da Zhuang followed Tang Fei all the time, and witnessed the scene of Tang Fei displaying immortal skills and fighting the enemy with his own eyes.

Seeing the power of fairy art, Da Zhuang had an idea in his heart.

"Is this the fighting method of immortal masters? It's simply too powerful! If only I could become an immortal master!"

After eliminating the two masters of the pulse congealing stage, only Yang Shu, the defeated one, remained.

Tang Fei glanced coldly.

He shouted at Yang Shu:

"Little girl, are you surrendering? Surrendering, or surrendering?"

Yang Shu is one of the best geniuses in the sect. Among the peers in the sect, except for Murong Qianxue who is a year older than her in talent, the rest of the disciples of the same age are far behind.

Therefore, Yang Shu had a sense of superiority since she was a child.

Until I met Tang Fei.

This belonged to the sense of superiority of a genius, and was immediately smashed to pieces.

Three days ago, the strength Tang Fei showed was far from as shocking as it is now.

Yang Shu could clearly feel that although Tang Fei was stronger than herself three days ago, he still couldn't deal with two masters in the pulse congealing stage at the same time.

But only three days had passed, and Tang Fei was able to kill two second-level masters of pulse coagulation with one against three.

Could it be that Tang Fei hid his strength?
Yang Shu's heart trembled, she really didn't want to imagine towards the darkest side.

"Could it be that this Tang Fei is a genius disciple of another sect, and his purpose is to deal with my Black Cloud Sect?"

Young Yang Shu has a deep scheming mind.

Under wild thinking, Tang Fei was fantasized as a genius of a powerful fairy sect, who for some reason had an enmity with the Black Dragon School.

"Could it be that I was frightened silly by my handsome appearance and ugly beard?"

Tang Fei touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and shouted again: "Little girl, if you know your senses, you will be captured obediently and hand over everything on your body!"

Yang Shu was very nervous.

This time going out to practice is the first time I have walked out of the Black Cloud Sect since I was a child. I thought that with my eleventh level of Qi training, I could walk sideways within a radius of thousands of miles.

But I didn't expect to meet Tang Fei, the evil star, not long after I went out.

When hearing Tang Fei's call again, Yang Shu couldn't help but blush.

I thought: "This villain asked me to keep everything, could it be that he didn't even let go of the clothes on my body?"

Yang Shu's face suddenly turned pale at the thought of throwing away everything on her body and returning to the sect naked.

White teeth, biting her thin lips lightly, a teardrop of humiliation swirled in the corner of her eye.

"No! Even if I, Yang Shu, are killed, I can't be humiliated like this! Even if I blow myself up, I can't let this scoundrel stain my innocent body!"

After a fierce struggle in her heart, Yang Shu chose to fight Tang Feiyu to the death.

"Bastard! Go to hell!"

I saw Yang Shu desperately pouring spiritual energy into the Golden Dragon Sword, trying to fight Tang Fei.

Even if it is death, you must protect your innocent body.

The Golden Flood Sword is worthy of being a third-grade flying sword. When it is infused with spiritual energy, the flying sword sends out a howl of swords, and its aura rushes to the sky.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, all the birds were frightened by the terrifying sound of howling swords, and scattered in all directions.

"What a powerful sword qi! Not good! Tang Fei, this is a third-grade flying sword, which has the power to kill the ninth level of pulse condensing, run for your life!"

Wu Yazi, who was in the Qiankun Ring, felt the huge sword energy released by the Golden Flood Sword, and his expression changed drastically.

But Tang Fei didn't change his face.

"Third-grade flying sword?"

"so what!"

"Three years ago, I was able to practice the seventh level of Qi with a first-grade flying sword, and kill Jiang Li who held the third level of pulse congealing with a second-grade flying sword. Why can't I defeat a mere eleventh level of Qi training today?"

Tang Fei was full of confidence.

Winning or losing a battle does not depend entirely on magic weapons, but more on wisdom and tactics!

Blindly relying on the benefits of magic weapons cannot improve one's own combat effectiveness.

After all, besides magic weapons, cultivation and wisdom are equally important.

Although this Yang Shu is the proud daughter of heaven, she obviously lacks actual combat experience.

In addition, he once lost to Tang Fei, and he had a shadow in his heart. Before the battle started, he had already lost half of his heart.

call out……

A golden sword energy broke through the air.

Come straight to Tang Fei's face!

Tang Fei didn't dare to take it too seriously.

Step on the flying sword and quickly dodge.

But the golden sword energy followed Tang Fei closely like a tarsal maggot.

In the nick of time!
Tang Fei thought of the invisible flying sword.

As soon as the mental power moved, a flying sword with spiritual power slammed into the golden sword energy.

rumbling...

The invisible flying sword collided with the golden sword energy, and an explosion erupted.

Every time an invisible flying sword is exploded, the golden sword energy will be weakened by one point.

After losing nearly 37 invisible flying swords, the golden sword energy finally collapsed.

During this process, Tang Fei endured the backlash caused by the explosion of the flying sword with mental power.

The 37 flying swords with mental power exploded themselves, causing Tang Fei to suffer a lot of mental power backlash.

Even the nostrils began to ooze blood.

"Huh! It seems that my idea is correct! The flying sword with condensed spiritual power can really offset the sword energy!"

But Yang Shu's face was pale, and she had just forced the third-grade flying sword to release a burst of sword energy, which had almost exhausted all the spiritual energy in her dantian.

Now he is lacking spiritual energy, his body is starting to feel weak, and it is difficult to control the flying sword with his mental power.

After all, this is a third-grade flying sword.

Even the masters of the ninth level of pulse condensing are a little bit reluctant to control it.

Not to mention a rookie at the eleventh level of Qi training.

(End of this chapter)