Chapter 4274: Stimulate Jiang Yihuan
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The Fantastic Super Vision
- Chi Yan Sheng Ge
- 1421 characters
- 2021-03-04 09:38:35
"Call me if you have anything."
After finishing the conversation with Wang Feng, the fortune teller immediately went to find Jiang Yihuan.
Based on his own experience, he knew that Jiang Yihuan was very close to the mid-term breakthrough of the immortal martial realm. It was sometimes very difficult to rely on him as a fortuneteller to help Wang Feng.
For example, if such a black-robed man comes three or four, what can he do?
Even if he helped Wang Feng, he might still be the one who died last, so he now needs to help Jiang Yihuan break through the realm.
Once his cultivation has entered the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, the pressure they will face in the future will be much less.
Two Sovereigns of the mid-level of the Immortal Martial Realm, plus a perverted Wang Feng, the three of them work together, even if they deal with three mid-levels of the Immortal Martial Realm at the same time, there is no chance of winning, but at least it will not be easy. The defeat.
It's just because the two of them are arguing about not helping Wang Feng, but if Wang Feng is really at a critical moment of life and death, this divine fortune can't be ignored.
You must know that he only gave Wang Feng one direction at the beginning, and Wang Feng came to rescue him all the way, and even told him the method of cultivating the heart of the Great Dao. It can be said that if not, I am afraid that there is no current situation. God fortune.
Therefore, Wang Feng is in danger. He can’t just sit back and watch. If he doesn’t have the ability to help, it’s fine, but he is now the supreme mid-level of the Immortal Martial Realm. If he is still incapable of this, it is estimated that there will be nothing in this world. A capable monk.
"If you really want to kill me, then I will have to kill one or two of you."
There was a muttering sound in his mouth, and a fierce expression flashed across Wang Feng's face, and then he closed his eyes, and he began to recover from his injury.
Regardless of whether the black robe comes or not, he must first recover from his injury, so that he has greater resistance.
Now his is not as good as the one he used to bully. Anyone who wants to hurt him may make Wang Feng take a bite back, even this black-robed man is no exception.
"How's the battle going?"
When the fortune teller returned to the place where Jiang Yihuan had practiced, Jiang Yihuan woke up almost immediately.
The fortuneteller said before to help Wang Feng, so Jiang Yihuan has been worried about them. Now that the fortuneteller returns, he naturally wants to know what happened in the first place.
"A mid-level black robe supreme in the realm of Xianwu
Let me join forces with Wang Feng to kill. "The fortune teller said calmly.
"You...what did you say?"
Hearing the words of the fortune teller, this Jiang Yihuan even thought that there was something wrong with his hearing, the fortune teller actually said that he and Wang Feng had jointly killed a mid-level supreme in the fairy martial realm?
Seeing the shocked look on Jiang Yihuan's face, although this fortunekeeper's expression was calm, his heart was dark, because he just wanted to see the shocked look on Jiang Yihuan's face.
"I said that Wang Feng and I jointly killed a black robe supreme in the middle level of the immortal martial realm. You heard it right." The fortune teller said bullishly.
"How can this be?"
"Nothing is impossible. Now that Wang Feng and I are not weak, with the combination of strong and strong, killing a mid-level person in the Immortal Martial Realm is not the same as playing?"
"Then how is Wang Feng now?" Jiang Yihuan asked at this moment.
"What else, suffer trauma, and someone will continue to kill him."
In order for Jiang Yihuan to help as soon as possible, this operator must truthfully tell Jiang Yihuan about the situation. Only in this way may he be able to arouse Jiang Yihuan's fighting spirit.
Otherwise, just like he is cultivating now, the ghost knows how long it will take him to break through to the middle stage of the fairy martial realm.
In the eyes of the fortune teller, in fact, this Jiang Yihuan was one step away from the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, but it was this step that stopped Jiang Yihuan to death.
This divine operator wants to help, he can't do it alone, so he has to bring Jiang Yihuan with him, so he must tell Jiang Yihuan about the situation.
Only in this way can Jiang Yihuan work hard to cultivate to a higher level. This can be regarded as a kind of driving force for him to move forward.
"Who is going to kill him?" Jiang Yihuan asked immediately after hearing the words of God Fortune.
Obviously, what happened to Wang Feng was very touching to Jiang Yihuan, so he had to ask.
"Didn't he and I teamed up to kill a black robe supreme? And now the people behind the black robe supreme must have discovered his fall, so the other party may be organizing manpower and preparing to kill Wang Feng."
"Then why are you back? Why don't you stay with Wang Feng to help him?"
"I help? How can I help?" Hearing this, the fortuneteller immediately began to refute, saying: "Behind that black robe, there must be a lot of mid-level sages of the Xianwu realm. Although my current cultivation base is already Reached the middle stage of Xianwu realm, but
How many do you think I can fight? Do you think I will not die? "
"Then you are leaving now, what about Wang Feng?"
"Chill, what else can I do?"
Speaking of this, the fortune teller put his gaze on Jiang Yihuan, and said: "I have truly felt Wang Feng's crisis, and if I want to help him, my strength alone is obviously not enough."
"Why are you still hesitating, let's go together."
While speaking, Jiang Yihuan wanted to stand up.
It's just that he hasn't gotten up yet, and the hand of this divine fortuneteller has already fallen on his shoulders, and said: "You feel your own realm first. Are you sure you are qualified to fight the mid-level black robe of the Xianwu realm?"
"I……."
Hearing the words of the fortune teller, Jiang Yihuan was speechless for a while, he really wanted to help Wang Feng, but the fortune teller's words directly pierced into his heart like a knife.
Yes, even if he wants to help Wang Feng, his cultivation is only in the early stage of the fairy martial realm. Even if he condenses the heart of the great dao, he cannot fight against the middle-level black robe of the fairy martial realm. .
Not to mention the black robe, he can't even beat the fortune teller right now, so he has such a cultivation base to help Wang Feng, isn't that a disservice?
"Then you said what should we do now."
"One way." At this time, the fortune teller stretched out one of his fingers.
"any solution?"
"Let your cultivation level break through to the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, so that you are qualified to fight for Wang Feng. Regardless of Wang Feng's current cultivation base is the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, but his combat effectiveness is already stronger than mine~www. EbookFREE.me~Although your realm is the same as him, your combat effectiveness is very different from him, so if you want to help him, unless you are promoted to the middle stage of Xianwu realm."
"But when can I break through?"
"Your current level is actually a step away from the middle stage of the Xianwu realm. As long as you can take this step, you will be a real powerhouse of the middle stage of the Xianwu realm."
"One step away, just like crossing a gap, how easy is it." Jiang Yihuan showed a wry smile on his face.
"As the saying goes, there is pressure to be motivated. Anyway, this time Wang Feng estimates that it will be more fortunate. If your cultivation level cannot break through the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, I will definitely not help him, because I have gone That is to die, I am not that stupid."
The attitude of the fortune teller is very firm, so that Jiang Yihuan's face can't help showing worry.
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