Chapter 17: The One-Armed Swordsman

Whoosh~"The surface of a shuttle-shaped magic weapon glowed with faint starlight, and it directly bombarded the body surface of the thunder puppet, but the thunder puppet turned its arm and directly blocked this attack.

The lilac flying sword deftly turned, avoiding the encirclement of the four blade arms, and stabbed at the thunderbolt puppet's body.

However, it still didn't have much effect, and it only knocked the lightning golem back ten feet. However, the thunder and lightning puppet was originally fleeing, and repelling ten zhang was equivalent to helping the thunder puppet speed up!

For this state, Li Ming is also a little helpless.

If it is said that with the consummation of the mana of the Yuan Shen, the Heavenly Rank magic weapon can definitely hurt the other party by using the eighth move of "Star Change", the moon falls and the stars sink.

But the speed at which the moon sets and the stars sink is a hard wound.

And the speed of the seventh move, the Flying Fire Meteor is fast enough, but it is difficult for the power to hurt the Thunder Puppet.

"You have to create a move that combines speed and power!" This thought flashed through Li Ming's mind.

Of course, he doesn't have that ability yet, and he is still a little short of his accumulation before he created the ninth move of "Star Change", but he just has some ideas in his mind.

"Fuxi Stick Array: Kungen"

The formation changed again, as if a heavy mountain was suppressed on the body of the thunder and lightning puppet.

The lightning puppet was startled, its speed was fast, but once it was suppressed, its speed dropped dramatically.

However, there is nothing it can do about it, and once it enters close combat, he is far inferior to the opponent.

After three breaths, Li Ming caught up with the lightning puppet.

In a very short fight, Li Ming did not defend at all, and his six arms seemed to be formed as if six were formed, punching the void to make the thunder retreat, and finally sealed the thunder puppet.

After completely sealing and defeating the Thunderbolt Puppet, Li Ming smiled and said, "I can be regarded as winning, give me the prizes of this layer first!" ”

As for the rewards given by the first five layers, Li Ming actually doesn't think much of it. After all, even the reward of the fifth layer is only a heaven-level superlative magic weapon, and it is the kind that does not fit well with himself.

"Here you go~" Although the thunder puppet was sealed, its body was still able to move slightly, and it opened its mouth and spit out a bead.

This bead looked ordinary, but as Li Ming's heart penetrated, he found a thunderous power that was extremely restrained and divided into two poles.

"Immortal Rank Magic Weapon? And it's not an immortal grade, right? ”

"That's right, this magic weapon is one that the owner also valued more back then, the magic weapon [Dhara Lei Zhu]." Speaking of the 'master', this thunder and lightning puppet was also full of pride, "It can be regarded as the best of the magic weapons of the upper grade of the immortal level, and three heavenly immortals have fallen under this magic weapon." ”

"Puppet, the master you are talking about, is it the founder of this Tianming Tower? This strong man is very mysterious. Li Ming asked.

"Indeed, it was my master who built the Heavenly Pagoda." The thunder and lightning puppet just said this, so he didn't want to say more, and changed the topic: "If you want to know more details, just go and challenge the seventh layer, but don't blame me for not telling you, the opponent of the seventh layer is far superior to me, and the old guy who burned the sky back then also broke through my layer, and then was driven out within a few minutes after going to the seventh layer." ”

"Burning Heaven? How many generations of Burning Heaven? ”

"Hehe, it's the first generation! It's the guy who has now become a Heavenly Immortal and is called the Burning Heaven Ancestor. "The Thunderbolt Golem seems to be very confident in the test of the seventh layer.

"If you say that, I'm more interested in going and seeing."

Li Ming walked into the white pillar of light that had just fallen.

Tianming Pagoda, he has all the information on the first six floors.

But the seventh layer, at least the Bai clan has no relevant information.

It's not high enough to think about it, it is indeed extremely difficult to reach the level of 500,000 years of scattered immortals in five hundred years, and the means must resist the thunder and lightning in order to defeat the opponent of the sixth layer and enter the seventh layer.

In fact, Li Ming is now talking about moves, that is, the level of 700,000, at most 800,000 years of scattered immortals, but with the body protection supernatural powers, the seventh layer also dares to break through.

It's hard to say if you can fight, but there is no problem with self-preservation.

"I don't know what the opponent of the seventh layer is?"

Night, endless deep darkness.

Li Ming's eyes, even in the deepest night, when the starlight and moonlight were blocked by the clouds, could see a hundred miles clearly. But in this dark night, his eyesight was like that of a mortal in the daytime, and he could see clearly within a radius of less than a few miles.

The problem is that when you reach his level, a turn in battle is a distance of tens of miles, and the distance of sight is too short.

However, it is very interesting that the black pillar of light representing the departure is extremely conspicuous.

Of course, if Li Ming can practice the "Eye of the Candle Dragon" created by his own Candle Dragon, this kind of darkness will naturally not be taken into account, but "The Eye of the Candle Dragon" has not yet been 'recalled'.

The mind assists the consciousness and spreads out in all directions.

Sure enough, this rich dark night also had great restrictions on the divine sense, but Li Ming's divine consciousness was assisted by mental strength, and he could barely 'see' the spatial range required for a battle.

Abrupt, silent, not even Li Ming's divine sense was aware of it.

A faint sword light slashed at Li Ming's back.

"Bang~" Li Ming was directly knocked out by this one, rolled in the air in embarrassment, and then stabilized his body.

As soon as his mind moved, the Fuxi stick array he carried with him was preparing to unfold.

The second sword light appeared, this sword light was even more weird, the void between the blades was torn, and the feminine slash slashed to Li Ming's chest.

"Bang~" Li Ming was ready at the moment, his three heads and six arms were spread, and his six fists were reversed with the move of [Sunset Star Sinking].

Fight against each other!

However, to Li Ming's disappointment, as soon as the light of this violent knife turned, it became cunning, and he easily dodged under the combined attack of Li Ming's six fists.

However, his Divine Sense Dao had already seen the figure of the sneak attack.

A one-armed swordsman who looked like a young man, dressed in clothes sewn from animal skins, had a resolute face, his right arm was amputated, but his left hand was holding a war knife.

Between the blades, the cold air is rising.

It is obviously a magic weapon that is better than the [Dhara Thunder Bead].

"Yes, you can pick me up twice~" The one-armed swordsman spoke: "If you can block my third sword, you will have some hope of defeating me." ”

The one-armed swordsman's third sword, swinged.

Unlike the first two knives, this third knife does not show any feminine and cunning, but is a pure and domineering knife.

With a single sword, it was as if the entire sky had been divided.

The formation that Li Ming hastily laid out was easily torn apart by this knife.

More than ninety percent of the strength continued to move forward, directly slashing Li Ming's shoulder.

It seems that this one-armed swordsman didn't want to kill Li Ming, but...

Li Ming turned his head sideways and looked at his shoulder, which had produced a white mark.

This is indeed a very terrible stab.

If the first two swords, although they are strong, but if he lays down the formation to weaken, there is still some chance to resist, then this sword is unstoppable at all, whether it is strength or realm, it is above him, it is definitely a knife at the threshold level of the immortals.

He can only rely on the divine body to resist.

Compared with Li Ming's admiration, the one-armed swordsman was a little angry.

His strongest knife easily tore through the opponent's formation and move defense, and landed on the opponent's divine body without being hurt at all?

What kind of supernatural power is this?

Of course, that is, the one-armed swordsman is a puppet, not a real cultivator, otherwise if he changes to a heavenly immortal with comparable strength, he may guess that Li Ming has cultivated the "Nine Turns Xuangong", but this one-armed swordsman will not, he is just angry.

"What's the use of a hard body, the moves are so weak, they can't beat me at all!"

"The divine body is powerful, but it's a pity that his sword is enough to chop me away, and I can't win!" Li Ming sighed, of course, if it is desperate, it is another matter, he relies on the defense of the divine body, ordinary immortals dare not say that they can definitely fight him, but this Tianming Pagoda belongs to a place where there is no danger, and it is not worth fighting here.

"That's it, I didn't come to Tianming Pagoda in the first place, just leave. Anyway, before the age of five hundred, this Tianming Pagoda can be entered, and it will be possible to come back after the strength has improved. With a hint of regret, Li Ming flew directly to the black pillar of light.