Chapter 287: Forbidden magic weapon

Alas, Sichuan has an earthquake again...//// In any case, I wish the people of Ya'an and hope they can be safe.

As soon as Ding Yinglong said, Tan Weiran could not help but be calm.

It must be prohibited equipment.

This is a kind of tool with distinctive characteristics, and blocking external spiritual energy is one of the main features of prohibited tools.

This is a characteristic, and another characteristic of prohibited utensils is that they are rarely known and rarely used.

As an absolutely excellent utensil, the reason why banned utensils are so embarrassing is that they are actually in some useless places, although they have excellent effects, but due to various inappropriate reasons, it is almost difficult to use in actual combat.

It's very rare, not none.

Tan Weiran was shocked, and countless thoughts turned around. He grabbed what he wanted from countless thoughts and made a quick decision. Stepping into the sky was like water vapor stepping on the waterfall, and a ray of purple was filled with the mist!

It’s urgent to start!

Although Tan Weiran knew very well, Ding Yinglong was willing to say it, he must have activated the prohibited equipment. However, Tan Weiran was willing to give it a try, so he bet that Ding Yinglong had not had time to fully start it.

The most important thing is that Tan Weiran understands very well that forbidden utensils are a very strange utensil, and the reason why almost no one can use it in actual combat is definitely unreliable.

Five percent of the sword spirit!

In an instant, Tan Weiran jumped into the sky from the top of the waterfall, just like stepping on the mist of water, looking particularly extraordinary, and as if he wanted to ride the wind.

"Once the barrier is released, it can block the external spiritual energy..." Ding Yinglong said in a deep voice: "Tan Weiran, do you know what that is, what will it cause..."

Just as Ding Yinglong said this, Tan Weiran had no hesitation and flew into the water mist, jumping at the highest point in the air, slashing the sword with a straightforward movement, without any fancy!

If you say you kill, just kill!

Fifty percent of the sword spirit turned into lightning, like a billion light, just for instant flash.

With a sword in the air, those dizzying purple lights condensed from nowhere, and the desperate 50% sword spirit turned into a storm of storm. The bursting of a moment was enough to make people tremble under such a mighty power.

Not good! Tan Weiran was shocked, and he raised his eyes slightly and noticed a breath that was radiant.

A faint layer of light was quietly released, forming a huge arc-top shape in the sky, like a giant bowl buckled on the earth. However, this bowl is a barrier formed by the light.

Sure enough! Tan Weiran's five fingers were soft and swung in an instant. The purple sword soul condensed together and rushed straight to the nine heavens at a faster momentum than lightning, silently slashing on that layer of barrier.

The buzzing breath surging, and the entire light cover surged violently. The crazy momentum of the purple sword soul was about to break through this layer of obstacles, but it could not escape, and it was always just a thread away to break through.

In the end, I failed to cut open the barrier.

It’s not that the sword spirit is not strong, nor that the barrier is too strong, it’s just that one rises and the other falls.

Tan Weiran smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth and catalyzed a drop of essence and blood as quickly as possible to replenish the true qi. At a time, 50% of the sword spirit will drain the true qi, and at this time, it has to be replenished.

How could such a thing be found in the world as a forbidden utensil for dogs?

Tan Weiran sighed to the sky. Now he finally understood how sad and angry the kind of person who was occasionally heard of in his previous life was, and he was so sad that he was not willing to die with his eyes closed.

It’s really not a problem of being weak and powerful, but rather that it’s too weird to prohibit tools.

One of the areas that banned equipment is best at: first lower your strength to the same level as your opponent, and then fight with you.

When the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword slashed the barrier, the barrier light could not be destroyed and almost was cut.

At that moment, Ding Yinglong quietly burst out with white-haired sweat. This was his trump card prepared for Tan Weiran. If it fails, it would be unimaginable.

When the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword and Sword Soul soared into the sky, and when the barrier was almost torn apart, Ding Yinglong's heart was really about to burst out of his throat.

In fact, even he himself couldn't tell whether the forbidden magic weapon prepared by Ding Yinglong could achieve success. At this time, seeing the rise and fall of one another, the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword finally failed to break through the barrier, and the heart that rushed into his throat fell back to its original position.

No one knows better than Ding Yinglong. What he fears the most is not secret techniques or magical powers, but five hundred sword spirits.

He asked his elders for the seventh-level velvet, and this was the one he was guarding against. He had been almost cut by Tan Weiran's sword with one sword and could not bear it. From this, it can be seen that the terribleness of the five-percent sword soul.

And now, he finally restrained the 50% sword soul. He restrained the most powerful skill that he feared most, Tan Weiran.

The feeling of terror strangling the heart like a tide. Ding Yinglong opened his mouth to laugh, but the scenes before were still lingering, and his smile was hoarse and uglier.

"You were the ones who were evil before, but now I'm the ones who are evil."

The air shook, and Ding Yinglong shouted hoarsely, like a Fei Hong's rapid pounce, raising his fist in the air: "Hahaha, Tan Weiran, now your sword soul is restrained, I see how you fight me, what to fight me!"

"Octa-angle hammer!"

The fist of the giant hammer that was loomingly shocked and exploded, causing the air to burst.

Ding Yinglong was afraid of Tan Weiran's 50% sword spirit.

Tan Weiran was afraid of Ding Yinglong's close combat.

The so-called "each has its own strengths, and whether it is a strength or a shortcoming depends on the person and the environment. Ding Yinglong's strongest is not necessarily a close-range fight, but a balanced and comprehensive fight. However, Tan Weiran is more comprehensive than him, but he is most afraid of his close-range fight.

Tan Weiran's strongest one may not be the 50% sword soul, which may not be the soul and magical powers. However, Ding Yinglong is not afraid of being "unmoved like a mountain". On the contrary, the 50% sword soul makes Ding Yinglong feel the most furious and difficult to deal with.

Tan Weiran used the fine willow body technique at a point on his toe, and he drifted left and right in a slight way.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly. While discovering that the sword spirit and barriers were rising and falling, he could not help but catalyze a drop of essence and blood. Otherwise, there would be no true energy at this time, and it would have been exhausted.

Just like in the past few years since Tan Weiran debuted, there are actually many people who have blood and blood in their bodies. Many of them are not experienced enough and have not been able to catalyze blood in time for various reasons, and have never had the chance to use blood again.

There is an old saying among monks that has been passed down from generation to generation: essence and blood only save lives, but not life.

The words are rough but not rough. This is an experience that has been passed down from generation to generation and the crystallization of the wisdom of predecessors. Only by understanding this principle can you know when to use your essence and blood to save your life just right.

Generally speaking, if a monk is in a situation that he really needs to rely on essence and blood to save his life, he will basically die for a lifetime. No matter how much essence and blood is, he can only save his life for a short time and cannot save you from danger.

How to use essence and blood in daily practice is a very particular subject.

When you are in danger and fight, when you use your essence and blood, it depends mainly on experience.

Some people will cherish their essence and blood, but Tan Weiran will not. No one understands one truth better than a monk who has experienced many battles: essence and blood are very important, but only by living can you get more essence and blood.

Talk about Weiran's true qi is inexhaustible, Ding Yinglong's octagonal hammer boxing technique caused a sensation. Seeing this, he felt a little confused and confused: "Is it the essence and blood, or other qi-enhancing pills?"

Ding Yinglong raised his brow and let go of this matter in his heart. His voice came out from the sound of the fist: "Tan Weiran, since the first time you and I have fought, no one can do anything to each other. In the past two months, I have been thinking about how to deal with you."

"I have confidence in taking the sword without dying with your 50% sword spirit, but I don't have confidence in taking more. Finally, I thought of a solution... and now, I succeed, you are in trouble!"

Ding Yinglong was thriving, and a punch in the air made the air explode violently, and said sternly: "Today I was drawn out by your trap, fell into your sight, and you seized the opportunity to force me to fight to the decisive battle."

"But, do you know? Since I found out that you have 50% sword spirits, I have been preparing for the decisive battle. The banned magic weapon was what I asked for with my elders. With the preparations made in the past two months, no matter whether the decisive battle takes place today or any day, you will also lose..."

Looking at Tan Weiran who was dodging left and right, Ding Yinglong could no longer suppress his joy. This powerful natural mortal enemy had been forced into a desperate situation by him.

The most important thing is that no matter how powerful the sword soul that Tan Weiran is, which made him most afraid of the most, is, under the barrier of the barrier, the power of the spirit has reached the minimum. In Ding Yinglong's mind, Tan Weiran's biggest threat no longer exists.

Tan Weiran was in a serious mood, and Ding Yinglong was right.

He is 50% sword spirit, and Ding Yinglong is 20% sword spirit. He is blocked by the barrier and his external spiritual energy is greatly reduced, which means he is pulled down from the level and there is no more major threat.

What Ding Yinglong fears the most is gone. What Tan Weiran fears the most is still there.

Tan Weiran jumped over the waterfall in a slightly embarrassed manner. When he was about to fall to the bottom, he had already landed safely when he stepped on the waves. At the same time, his feet turned into arrows off the strings, and quickly flew away from the mountains and rivers along the high mountains and rivers.

Ding Yinglong, who was chasing down, stood by the pool, just in time to face the waves that were shocked by Tan Weiran's remaining power. He was slightly stunned and shuddered: "He wants to... leave the barrier!"

Tan Weiran's reaction was too decisive, and even Ding Yinglong didn't react for a while.

This is one of the main reasons why banned utensils are like a useless person. Once it leaves the barrier range, it can return to normal.

What if, Tan Weiran was quick, and Ding Yinglong from Lingyou Realm was faster, so he flew straight toward: "If you want to leave the barrier, ask me first. My cultivation is higher than you and my speed is faster than you. I see how you get out..."

As if it was cut, Ding Yinglong's words came to an abrupt end before he finished speaking, and the confidence in his eyes had been completely replaced by fear!

Just because Tan Weiran, who was flying in the air above the small waterfall, showed a smile like spring breeze, and two rows of creepy white teeth spit out a blue light!

Green Lotus Breathing Technique!
Chapter completed!