A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Chapter 40 Strengths?

Normally, water-attributed mythical beasts are calm and gentle.

The totem husbands of the Wushan tribe are very kind to humans.

But the black turtle believed in by the White Thorn tribe is an exception.

He has a cruel nature and loves to fight bravely.

Either in a fight or on the way to a fight.

His evil reputation even overshadowed that of Water God Gonggong's top thug, Xiang Liu.

Correspondingly, the White Thorn tribe also has a tough folk custom and advocates strength.

Xin Yuanjuan's fist hit Jiang Yu's face with strong wind.

Just when the fist was halfway out, it was slightly withdrawn.

She didn't want to beat Jiang Yu to death.

Otherwise the sisters would have nothing to play with.

Jiang Yu fell backwards and made an iron waist bridge gesture with one hand. While dodging the fist wind, he shot a fireball towards Xin Yuanjui's face.

It's just that his fireball is too exquisite. Only the size of a pigeon egg.

It was crushed directly by Xin Yuanjuan's hands.

He also complimented him: "Well, he has a nice waist!"

While speaking, he did not slow down his attack speed. He raised his foot and stepped on Jiang Yu's lower abdomen.

Jiang Yu rolled on the ground and fired a fireball from each hand.

Pointing directly at Xinyuan Kui's face.

Although Xinyuan Kui looks rough. But it is a woman's nature to love beauty.

Immediately put your hands away to protect your face.

"Chi chi" two soft sounds.

The fireball was extinguished in a cloud of frost.

Jiang Yu took the opportunity to distance himself and fired with both hands.

The fireballs hit Xinyuan Kui's face one after another.

He received guidance and training from Aragaki Ruoxue. One hand can pop out four small fireballs in one breath.

After firing with both hands, the number was very considerable.

Don't look at it as powerful.

It's easy to get a few blisters out of the perm.

Since Xin Yuanjuan didn't want to be disfigured, then he would stare at her face and hit her.

Fang Yuan was stunned.

Others didn't know Jiang Yu's details, but he knew it very well.

Only two orifices can produce such a gorgeous effect?

Perhaps Fang Yuan can also try to reduce the power of witchcraft in exchange for a more durable ability.

But as soon as the idea came up, he killed it.

Jiang Yu fought lively, but couldn't even break the defense.

Xin Yuanjuan's hand techniques changed several times, and a layer of frost shield appeared on the surface of his body.

The small fireball hit it and was directly annihilated by the low temperature.

With the wizard's magical power, this ice shield can last for a whole day.

But Jiang Yu seemed to be unaware of the gap between the two sides, and small fireballs popped up as he moved.

Fang Yuan quickly reminded: "It's useless, don't waste your witchcraft power. Use your strengths to deal with her!"

His original intention was to let Jiang Yu take advantage of melee combat.

Who would have thought that Jiang Yu actually replied to him: "My strengths? No! She can't stand it."

These words made Fang Yuan stunned on the spot for a long time.

Then he lost his composure.

Isn’t Jiang Yu afraid of society?

Why did you suddenly say such nasty things?

Could it be that his witchcraft power has been overdrawn and his thinking has become confused?

Fang Yuan didn't know that the strength Jiang Yu mentioned was his waterfall-like long hair.

The corners of Xin Yuankui's lips raised slightly: "You have to let me try to find out if you can bear it or not."

As the words fell, two invisible waves of cold air quietly climbed to Jiang Yu's feet.

His uppers and calves were instantly covered with a layer of frost.

The power of water-based witchcraft will be greatly enhanced in an icy and snowy environment.

Jiang Yu stamped his feet, breaking the ice on his legs. Keep a few steps away from Xin Yuankui and continue to shoot small fireballs.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"

Xinyuan Kui used the third witchcraft again.

A dozen ice picks suddenly shot out from the snow.

It stabbed Jiang Yu's legs from all directions.

Seeing that Jiang Yu could not avoid it. Suddenly he spun around in circles.

The movements are elegant.

Use your long hair to sweep all the incoming ice picks to the ground.

Jiang Yu's eyes were bright, as if a brand new door had been opened. He sincerely praised: "Use the environment to perform witchcraft. It saves witchcraft power and is highly concealed. This idea is very creative."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand.

A weak cold wind stirred up on the snow.

"You...can you still perform water-based witchcraft?"

Xin Yuanjuan immediately noticed something strange about Jiang Yu: "How is that possible?"

Jiang Yu laughed.

The runes he got from Fu Zhu were of water nature.

Water and ice are two forms of the same substance.

With the strength of Jiang Yu's two orifices, he can at most cool down hot water.

Unexpectedly, changing the method of use would actually increase the effect several times.

Don't look at it and it can't cause direct damage. But you can keep blowing cool air on Aragaki's knees.

No matter how strong her cold resistance is, she is still made of flesh and blood.

The ice shield cannot block the cold air.

As long as she kept blowing, there would come a time when she couldn't stand it anymore.

Then a strange scene occurred on the field.

Jiang Yu kept wandering around. The hands continuously shoot small fireballs. Occasionally, I would add some cool air at the feet of Xin Yuanjui.

Xinyuan Kui maintained the ice shield on his body. The cold air continued to spread towards Jiang Yu's legs.

A battle turned into a competition of witchcraft and endurance.

This is the difference between a witch disciple and a wizard!

How did he hold on?

The lowest level hunter in the White Thorn Tribe is a high-level witch. Can sense Jiang Yu's strength.

They all looked like they had seen a ghost.

Even the scarred-faced woman covered her face with snow, leaving one eye open to watch the battle.

Xin Yuanjuan originally thought that Jiang Yu would soon run out of witchcraft power.

As a result, after fighting for a long time, they were still vigorous and vigorous.

And as the skills become more proficient, the speed of releasing witchcraft becomes faster.

Xinyuan Kui gradually lost patience.

Her legs were starting to go numb. If you continue to consume it, you will definitely get frostbite.

"Hmph, I didn't want to hurt you originally. It seems I have to deal with it harshly!"

Xin Yuanjuan suddenly put his hands together and made a strange gesture: "Don't worry, I will keep your life."

As her voice fell, the entire space condensed with ice the size of grains of sand.

If you zoom in, you will find that each ice crystal has the shape of a sword.

Incredibly sharp.

When rotated, pig iron can be ground into powder.

"Ah! Sister has unleashed a special move!"

A woman with curly hair exclaimed.

Her status in the clan hunter is relatively low. She was afraid that Jiang Yu's injuries were too serious and she would fall cold before it was her turn.

Fang Yuan was also extremely anxious.

He secretly made an explosive fireball and was ready to throw it out at any time.

At this moment, Ninyuan Kui's eyes narrowed. Pointing at Jiang Yu sharply.

The overwhelming ice instantly wrapped around Jiang Yu's limbs, spinning slowly.

"Ah, ah?"

Jiang Yu's clothes turned into powder and scattered as if they had experienced hundreds of years of decay.

In desperation, he used all his strength to cast ice-based witchcraft on himself.

Trying to use the weak cold wind to disturb the rotation of the ice.

Aragaki showed a confident smile: "It's useless! If it can break even a witch disciple, it can't be called a unique move. It's a pity, I prefer lively toys."

Jiang Yu tried it, but it was in vain.

The clothes on his hands and feet were worn out.

The biting cold and sharp ice were eating away at his body.

"I still want to use witchcraft to fight. Sure enough, I am still too arrogant." Jiang Yu showed a wry smile.

Inhale sharply. His chest swelled rapidly.

Cold air rushed into my lungs.

Fang Yuan had compressed the power of the explosive fireball to the extreme. He stood up suddenly and said, "Reckless woman, go to hell!"

But a big hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The fireball was also thrown behind him. Exploded.

The scar-faced woman said pitifully in his ear: "It's rude to interrupt other people's battles. Didn't your parents teach you this?"

Desperation instantly climbed into Fang Yuan's heart: "It's over..."

At this time, Jiang Yu's belly was as big as a frog.