Chapter 89: Assault

Zhao Shi asked Ji Rong: "How is the exercise done?"
Ji Rong said: "It is barely possible. At present, we have been able to deduce the qigong method that is barely reaching the prefecture level. But our current cultivation base is still too low to be perfect."
With regret on his face, "Blood Sea Sword Classic" seemed to him like his son, and he was very uncomfortable not being able to do his best.
Zhao Shi also nodded: "There is no way. The entanglement structure of the soul is involved in the refining period. At present, the two of us cannot do our best. There is no way.
If this defect will be magnified in the future, and can not make up for our active suicide and downgrade. "
Zhao Shi is more regretful than him, and he has no less affection for "Blood Sea Sword Classic" than any other person.
After giving Ji Rong's gift to him, Zhao Shi picked up a long strip of box and called to Ouyang Wu: "No, this is a gift for you."
"Do I still have a gift?"
Ouyang Wu smiled and slowly opened the box, and a blue barking sword with a sheath appeared in her eyes.
From the appearance, it is in the shape of a willow leaf, three fingers wide and about one meter three long.
Clang
She slowly pulled out the lancet, the moon-white blade, a warm feeling filled her body from the palm of her hand, and the surrounding temperature rose a bit.
Yang Qing couldn't help but step back a few steps, this knife made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Zhao Shi introduced: "The name of this sword is Yueyang Sword, which I seized from a base-building peak warrior. It should be a mortal high-level sword, and it can be considered useful during the base-building period.
You use it first, and you can change it when we reach the Qi refining period. "
"Ok"
Ouyang Wu gently stroked the sword with her fingers, with a smile on her face: "Thank you, I like it very much."
Zhao Shi nodded: "You like it, remember to practice martial arts harder, if you are threatened again, I will beat you up."
Ouyang Wu stomped and glared: "How come you mention this thing over and over again like an old woman.
I've already said that I'm great! "
Zhao Shi: "Haha"
My stupid captain of the guard, if I couldn’t find a cultivator who was cheaper than you and as stupid as you, I would have fired you how many times.
Ji Rong thought for a while and said, "There is another problem. Our grass-roots scientific researchers are not enough, which makes Tian Shu and I sometimes have to do simple and necessary repetitive tasks.
This situation has delayed our research progress. "
Zhao Shitou said painfully: "How many more people?"
To be able to engage in the creation of exercises, even in Ji Rong's view, those who merely repeat the work of moving bricks are not low-demand. At least graduate students should start.
"At least ten people are needed, we just..."
"dodge!"
Halfway through Ji Rong's words, Zhao Shi retreated Ji Rong abruptly, blood-red internal force surged all over his body, and a round of blood-red moon appeared, slashing at a quiet wind blade beside Ji Rong.
Seeing this, Ji Rong didn't panic at all, curled up into a ball, rolled to the side, and quickly moved away from Zhao Shi.
Ouyang Wu drew his sword with one hand, showing unwillingness, but still avoided step by step.
Fortunately, the target of the sneak attack was not the two of them, and it did not affect them.
Ding! Puff!
Feng Jian and Zhao Shi's internal force, the red crescent moon, collided, and the sound of metal clashing erupted. A cloud of green-red fragments exploded in the surroundings, cutting cobweb-like cracks on the floor paved with bluestone.
At the center of the crack is a deep pit with a width of more than three inches. The obstructions around the spider web, whether it is porcelain or the seat, are cut to pieces, and the fracture appears smooth.
With a bang, the sturdy mahogany window sill was knocked into the air, and a masked man wearing a black robes broke in, looking at Zhao Shi's expression a little surprised.
"You are just a mortal. Why can you sense my attack and also break my wind blade?"
It stands to reason that this is absolutely impossible, and the attack that a cultivator uses to guide heaven and earth spiritual energy is definitely not something mortal can stop.
Zhao Shi slightly regained his inner strength and looked at the strange immortal cultivator: "Who are you, dare to attack me?"
"Ha ha"
The black robe monk laughed blankly, a warrior dared to be so arrogant when facing him, the immortal cultivator, it was very rare.
"You broke through and became the sword saint among your mortals?"
After the foundation is built, the orthodox way is to cultivate spiritual roots and become a cultivator.
There are many deviations, one of which is to continue to improve the body and enhance the power of the internal force regardless of the spiritual roots, so that you can gain more powerful strength.
It just won't affect the life span. Not only will it not increase the life span like the cultivator, it will shorten the life span, and the strength is far inferior to the cultivator.
Consciously aware of the truth, his eyes brightened. This kind of "sword saint" is also a precious servant for the cultivators in the Qi refining period, and can give them the upper hand in the battle at the same level.
Not only that, if you can refine a corpse that is not weak in the refining master.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be greatly moved.
After a little hesitation, he said: "I will give you a chance. You just have to let me plant a restriction in your body.
I can spare your life, and refine some pills for you to replenish Qi and blood, and extend your life. "
Taking a look at Yang Qing, he added: "This female ghost with extraordinary qualifications will also be handed in."
"if not,"
There was a bitter chill in his voice: "Not only will you be burned to death by me, even them, all your family members will die."
Yang Qing curled up into a ball, trembling, and in front of the real cultivator, she seemed to have seen a natural enemy, instinctively afraid.
She couldn't help but looked at Zhao Shi in fear, afraid that he agreed to sell herself.
Looking up at Zhao Shi, he found Zhao Shi slowly walking towards the black robe monk, with respect and awe, and he couldn't help feeling desperate.
By the time Ouyang Wu and Ji Rong had been backing away, Ji Rong's face was pale, and Ouyang Wu's face was angry.
"How do you think? The kindness of this immortal master is not common."
The black robe monk saw Zhao Shi slowly approaching him, and he didn't care at all, with a playful look in his eyes.
"I'm not kind and won't give you a chance."
With the connivance of the black robe monk, Zhao Shi came within three feet of him, his internal strength concentrated on the tip of the sword, and Yijian thought of his chest and clicked on it.
The internal force structure flashed and changed, and a lifelike miniature internal force lotus was spinning on the tip of the sword, and it was placed on the black robe monk's chest.
"So stubborn? No matter, the body of the Juggernaut is also quite valuable."
The black robe monk shook his head, a red shield appeared on his body, and then a bright red fireball shot at Zhao Shi's casually.
Click!
But his regretful face instantly changed. In his unbelievable expression, Zhao Shi's sword broke his shield and pierced his heart!
"burst!"
At the critical moment, the black robe monk roared, and the fireball in his hand exploded instantly, and a hot air wave hit, and both of them flew back at the same time.
"unfortunately!"
A look of regret appeared in Zhao Shi's eyes, his steps flashed, and he held his sword again thinking about killing the black-robed monk. The fireball detonated early did not cause much damage to his body.
The black-robed immortal cultivator opposite him was in miserable shape, and his body was burnt black everywhere, and there was a deep wound dripping blood on his chest, only a tiny distance from the heart.
The covering of his face broke, revealing a young face.
"Zhang Linfeng!"
Ouyang Wu exclaimed.