Chapter Eighty-Three: Total Suppression

This made Feng Qinghua laugh and laugh, and at the same time embarrassed and annoyed. In his opinion, the foundation building monks are just some local chickens and dogs, and if they go down with any supernatural power, they will not be wiped out, and they still need to do it? However, this scattered cultivation and foundation building in front of him, all the common sense is completely unreasonable to him, not only is he safe and sound under the attack of his own supernatural powers, but now he has also pounced viciously. The last time I fought like this with others, was it two hundred years ago or three hundred years ago, it was already a little vague, how did this strange feeling make me feel that I was back in the Qi refining period, the aura was not enough to exert my magical powers, and I had no choice but to fight hand-to-hand? However, the other party didn't care about you at all, and had already rushed to the front, and it was too late to exert my magical powers, so I had no choice but to draw my sword to face the battle, and I thought hatefully in my heart:" With my cultivation of the Dan, I will consume you to death, and then you will cramp and peel your skin, crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

However, as soon as the battle was fought, the opponent's reaction movement was much faster than that of his own Yudan monk, and he suddenly fell into the opponent's crazy blow like a storm, and he didn't even have time to think, so he could only resist left and right with his divine sense, and he couldn't pull out his hand to fight back. And as time passed, the opponent's attack did not show signs of slowing down without stopping the aura, but became faster and faster, and it was already impossible to parry in a hurry, in addition to the sound of blades clashing, accompanied by the crackling sound of the jade ruler falling on the body.

This scene only stunned everyone, how could the two monks who had displayed their might suddenly become worldly hooligans and began to fight? Where is the demeanor of the monks? Where is the face of the monks? Shouldn't we be fluttering like immortals, waving our hands and turning the rivers and seas upside down, and turning the world upside down, and always have a calm and breezy expression?

Moreover, this Elder Jiedan was beaten so embarrassed by the Zhuji Monk, and the crowd of onlookers didn't understand: "How can this be? Is this Elder Feng actually a Jiedan Monk, or is this Su Aotian actually a Jiedan Monk?"

The aggrieved Feng Qinghua finally couldn't help it. The fierce confrontation of such intensity made him unable to even breathe, although the monk did not need to breathe constantly, but his aura was consumed too quickly, and he already felt unsustainable. What is the situation! As a Jindan monk, he can communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth, not to mention, that is, how much spiritual energy has been absorbed and stored in the spiritual liquid solidified and formed into this golden pill, how can he not consume this poor cultivator who has built a foundation and cultivated? Why is it that the more he fights, the more tired he becomes, but the more he fights, the more jubilant he becomes? How long has it been? An hour or two hours? Or has half a day passed? Why does my spiritual energy deplete so quickly?

In fact, it has only been half an hour since Su Aotian launched a counterattack, and the reason why Feng Qinghua can't support it is because the previous three supernatural powers consume a huge amount, and secondly, Su Aotian's style of play is indeed not something that a monk can bear, and it is all he can do to deal with fierce beasts! Compared with monks, the advantage of fierce beasts in terms of body is too great, if the monks don't use supernatural powers, and rely on physical attacks, it is estimated that even if they are exhausted, they will not be able to hurt the fierce beast in the slightest. However, Su Aotian can beat the fierce beast to death with his body, how can a monk, even if he is a golden pill, how can he deal with it!

Feng Qinghua only felt that the consumption of aura was even faster than using his magical powers, if it went on like this, let alone consume Su Aotian, it was directly that Su Aotian was still alive after consuming himself, this is not good, that is not good, why is today's duel so unsmooth!

But at this time, he didn't realize that he might lose, he just felt that his means had not yet been deployed, and he was just exploited by Su Aotian! He was completely furious, and after dozens of violent beatings, he condensed a golden shield to protect him, and then quickly retreated, widening the distance between him and Su Aotian.

Gritting his teeth, Feng Qinghua took out an object from the storage bracelet, looked at Su Aotian, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes were about to split, and said: "Okay, junior, aren't you a talisman master?

After he mentioned this, the onlookers remembered that Su Aotian was still a talisman master, so why didn't he use the talisman instead, this Jiedan elder took out the talisman first!"Who is the talisman master?" someone in the crowd couldn't help but shout.

Su Aotian was also stunned for a while, this Feng Qinghua actually took out the talisman in front of him, and he still had a fearless look, was he angry, or did he think he was dying slowly?

In fact, Feng Qinghua is suffering now, and he can't say it. The development of the battle situation to the present can be said to have completely deviated from his calculation from the beginning, and it is fundamentally a heaven and an underground that he expected. originally wanted to play a good trick on Su Aotian, humiliate him to the fullest and then kill him, and vomit all the evil anger in his chest, but the reality is not like that at all, Su Aotian not only was not pressed and beaten by him and humiliated, but he was beaten to the point that he was embarrassed, and he lost face, and he was really angry and vomited blood to death. There are a lot of good things in his bracelet, what kind of elixir that replenishes spiritual energy such as Yanqi Pill and Rejuvenation Pill, powerful ground-level magic weapon, talisman armor, etc., but now the spiritual energy consumption is too large, and the effect of urging the magic weapon is not good, it is difficult to play a big role, take the pill, it is really impossible to pull down the face, the duel A foundation building monk has been hyped up, although he is passively facing the battle, but it is not a glorious thing, and when it comes to the end, he has to rely on the pill to supplement, even if he wins, what face will he have to act as an elder? Thinking about it, there are only talismans available, and it doesn't require too much aura when it is triggered, and the power is not inferior to the magic weapon, but it is just a one-time consumable, the price is too high, and it is not easy to replenish, it is really heart-wrenching to waste on this damn loose cultivation. But at the moment, we can't scruple too much, kill this junior, and his loot should be enough to make up for these losses.

Feng Qinghua's plans, which seem to have a reason for him, are actually to die to save face and suffer crimes. The two fight to the death and death, the means are net, and killing each other is the only goal, and on this basis, the loss of oneself should be minimized. For Su Aotian, this is definitely his only choice, and Feng Qinghua, who has always felt that he is superior or even counted, will have these seemingly reasonable but bullshit ideas such as status, status, face, reputation, etc. What they always think about is that I am different, I was born to do great things, and I am an existence that ordinary people look up to, so I must cherish my reputation and not leave a stain on people's criticism, so as not to affect my future future. Therefore, although they secretly do bad things, they definitely have to pretend to be sanctimonious in front of the public. As for people like Feng Qinghua, they also ignore one point, that is, when your strength is not strong enough, you don't need to take too much care of face. If you have really reached the pinnacle that no one can surpass, then people will only obey you, remember only your glory, and no one will want to, and no one dares to mention your dark deeds in the past. Before that, the most important thing is to save your life, not a matter of losing face.

Let's say that now, Feng Qinghua didn't realize that the death period was approaching, and when he took out a talisman, Su Aotian had already decided to end this duel as soon as possible. After all, the name of this sect is not blown, and this Feng Qinghua's cultivation is also real, who knows what treasures are in his bracelet, and what killer features he is hiding.

Feng Qinghua laughed fiercely, prompting the talisman in his hand, and immediately, a kind of coercion that was dozens of times stronger than his own spread, and Su Aotian immediately discovered that this was a talisman with the power of the late stage of the Dan. Guiyi is really profound, a new elder who has just broken through the Jiedan, can have such a talisman hole card, the talisman of the power of the late stage of the Jiedan, is the highest-level talisman on the face of Qinglong Prefecture, no wonder this Feng Qingru is so confident.

After the talisman was activated, a golden giant sword appeared in the air, the light was dazzling, as if a sun was hanging above the arena, and the terrifying coercion made the prohibition fluctuate. The onlookers were shocked, and the elders in charge of operating the prohibition also changed their faces, and hurriedly instilled spiritual energy to maintain the power of the prohibition. It took a while for the ban to settle down.

Feng Qinghua laughed indulgently: "Junior, let you open your eyes, pity you, as a talisman master, you can't dream of what the talisman of Jie Dan Wei can look like in this life." I might as well tell you, if you can't cultivate the Jiedan, everything is illusory, and every big force in Xuanwu City has it, even more than one. You, a little foundation building talisman master, dare to inflate yourself, thinking that no one can help you? Tell you, in our eyes, you are nothing!" As he spoke, the pride and satisfaction that overflowed from his bones were unscrupulously released, and the light was almost as good as that talisman.

Su Aotian watched his performance, he was a clown, is the talisman in the late stage of the knot very remarkable? If he knew that he had even refined the talisman of the Yuan Infant Stage, what kind of expression would it be? It must be wonderful, the language is absolutely indescribable, but unfortunately, it should not be seen in this life.

Under Feng Qinghua's deliberate control, the golden giant sword slowly pressed towards Su Aotian, Feng Qinghua carefully looked at Su Aotian's facial expression, trying his best to see panic, fear, pain, and despair. However, he didn't see any trace of such emotion from Su Aotian's face, which made him extremely angry: "When the matter comes, you are still pretending, I think you can hold on for a long time?"