Chapter 72 Zhou Zhilu versus Fusu
The rain gradually got heavier, and the dense raindrops were isolated around the bodies of the two people in the yard using their spiritual energy.
"Zhou Zhilu, what do you warriors practice in the first three stages?" Fusu asked with a faint smile.
"The physical body." Zhou Zhilu replied.
In the rain, Fusu slowly raised his hand and said softly, "Yes, the physical body, you know, once you reach the fourth level, all cultivation systems will turn to cultivate something else, which is...
"Soul!"
After saying that, Fusu raised his hand and suddenly slapped Zhou Zhilu.
However, just when Zhou Zhilu wanted to dodge, he saw a green-faced and fanged ghost face suddenly appear behind Fusu.
He opened his mouth wide and let out a heart-stirring roar towards Zhou Zhilu, then disappeared.
The roar of the ghost face suddenly exploded in Zhou Zhilu's ears. In an instant, Zhou Zhilu felt as if his consciousness was washed away. His head drooped weakly and looked at the ground, and his body suddenly stiffened in place.
"This is the power of the soul." Fusu smiled slightly and slapped his hand to end the battle.
However, just as the palm was about to hit Zhou Zhilu's chest, Zhou Zhilu, who was frozen in place, suddenly turned his body sideways and avoided Fusu's palm.
"What?" Fusu looked forward in surprise.
Zhou Zhilu, who had originally lowered his head, slowly retreated. At the same time, he looked up at Fusu with a lucky look on his face, but his eyes were full of excitement.
"So this is an attack on the soul, no wonder those people were just standing still when you slapped them away.
"It turns out that it's not that I can't move, but that my consciousness is scattered and I can't move at all." Zhou Zhilu rubbed his brows and suddenly realized.
"No, why can you still move? This shouldn't be possible!" Fusu shouted in confusion.
Zhou Zhilu grinned: "Maybe my soul is stronger than that of ordinary people."
At this time, Zhou Zhilu also felt a little fortunate, remembering the feeling every time he received the blue spiritual energy feedback from the "Book of the Realm".
Unlike green and white, blue spiritual energy not only improves cultivation, but also increases the strength of one's soul to a certain extent.
This also resulted in the fact that although he had not yet entered the fourth level, the strength of his soul had reached the level of quasi-fourth level.
"By the way, let me remind you, after seeing Lu Baiyi's sword energy just now, I asked myself if I could beat him if I competed with him?"
Fusu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this and asked, "What's the result?"
"Sixty-four..."
Zhou Zhilu suddenly stared at Fusu, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and said excitedly: "I have six, he has four!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhilu suddenly shot out, and the two long swords at his waist were instantly unsheathed, slashing out two beams of sword light.
Seeing this, Fusu also became interested and laughed softly, "You...are really arrogant!"
Fusu stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, and a circle of white patterns suddenly appeared on the ground.
When the sword light entered the range of the formation, it dimmed instantly and was easily resolved by Fusu.
But at this time Zhou Zhilu had already approached with a knife, with ice and fire wrapped around the knife, and he slashed at Fusu crosswise.
However, Fusu was not in a hurry. He drew a semicircle on the ground with his right foot, and the white array pattern on the ground suddenly began to rotate rapidly clockwise.
At this moment, Zhou Zhilu felt dizzy and as if he was drunk. The long sword in his hand suddenly deviated from its original trajectory.
Two long swords, one made of ice and one of fire, collided between Zhou Zhilu and Fusu, turning into a roar that repelled the two men.
After exiting the formation circle, the dizziness disappeared.
Zhou Zhilu shook his head and couldn't help but sigh, "The Taoist methods are really unique."
Fusu also looked at Zhou Zhilu with a strange expression: "Your swordsmanship is not bad either. The combination of ice and fire is so harmonious. It feels a bit like my Taoist magic."
Zhou Zhilu smiled when he heard this, without giving any further explanation. Instead, his blood and energy were aroused, and he looked at Fusu with a knife in hand.
"Next is my ultimate move, please guide me."
Fusu also put away his initial contemptuous attitude and waved his hand, saying, "Please!"
Zhou Zhilu saw the frost in his right hand suddenly increase in coldness, and suddenly slashed towards Fusu.
White cold air quickly spread out from the blade, and the rain in the sky instantly turned into countless ice crystals, piercing towards Fusu like thousands of arrows.
At the same time, Zhou Zhilu inserted the frost into the ground, and the accumulated water on the ground turned into ice at this moment, spreading to Fusu's feet.
Seeing this, the formation under Fusu's feet began to spin rapidly again. Just as the ice was about to spread to his feet, the Taoist robe on Fusu's body suddenly expanded, and then his hands suddenly slapped the ground.
A circle of gas visible to the naked eye burst out from Fusu's Taoist robe, instantly blowing apart the ice crystals in the sky and the spreading ice surface.
However, when Fusu looked up, he found that Zhou Zhilu had already flown into the air, and the other long sword in his hand had turned into a giant flaming blade that was five or six meters long, and suddenly slashed towards him.
Feeling the scorching temperature, Fusu crossed his hands and quickly formed a mountain seal.
"cut!"
"town!"
The two men shouted in unison, and saw a giant flaming blade colliding with an illusory mountain rising from the ground.
In an instant, the giant blade and the mountain shattered, turning into powerful waves that spread out in all directions, and countless smoke and dust on the ground filled the air.
Zhou Zhilu was knocked back more than ten steps by the wave, and the sleeves on his arms broke into countless pieces during the fight, and the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted at this moment.
Looking up, I saw a few yellow lights suddenly appear behind the smoke and dust.
As the smoke and dust dissipated, Fusu's face was covered with dust and his Taoist robe was covered with burn marks.
But at this moment, Fusu gritted his teeth and said, "I forgot to tell you, what I am best at is talismans!"
And those little bits of yellow light were the yellow light emitted by dozens of talismans. They suddenly flew behind Fusu and arranged in a circle.
At the same time, Fusu's body slowly rose into the air along with the talisman. He was seen holding a thunder seal in his left hand and a lightning seal in his right hand, with bursts of thunder surrounding his body.
Seeing Fusu's furious look, Zhou Zhilu quickly sheathed his sword: "No more fighting! I surrender. I'm out of energy and have no other tricks left!"
There are too many disadvantages between the third level and the fourth level, among which the total amount of spiritual energy is far from comparable.
However, when Zhou Zhilu looked around, he saw the devastation and exclaimed, "Ah! My house! And Qingxue's house!!!"
At this time, there were bursts of footsteps on the street. Nearly a hundred officers and soldiers rushed in from all directions, and a stern shout was heard: "Who dares to attack the capital city in the rain?!"
Zhou Zhilu and Fusu's expressions changed, and Fusu in the air closed his hand seals and shouted, "Hurry!"
In an instant, it turned into a bolt of lightning and fled into the distance.
Zhou Zhilu looked at Fusu in astonishment. He wanted to run, but then he realized...
"This is my home, where can I run to!!!"
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