Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

Faced with the critical moment of life and death, the frantically beating heart of the Jianxiu clone suddenly slowed down.

From a critical state of more than 200 beats per minute, a sudden stop of extreme speed braking, immediately became an extremely slow state that only beats once in three seconds.

However, this drastic physical change not only did not make Tang Yan feel uncomfortable, but his body and mind instantly calmed down.

The two giant claws in front of him that were bigger than his entire body shrouded his face, but the speed seemed to be suddenly slowed down ten times, and it played slowly frame by frame.

At the same time, the burning rainbow in his hand trembled slightly, and then a joyous emotion was connected to his consciousness. The Feijian, which was already very obedient in his hand, became even more like an arm.

It was a very strange feeling, as if the right limb suddenly stretched out several feet.

He could clearly feel the gust of wind blowing across the blade.

The sword in the clone's opponent suddenly showed extremely strong confidence. Although there was no reason for it, he was very sure in his heart that the burning rainbow in his hand was bound to be unstoppable and invincible!

hum!

With a light trembling of a sword light, Jian Xiu held a flying sword and did not retreat, but instead advanced to bully him.

With the help of the flaming sword energy wave that was slashed out from the frenzied consumption of spiritual energy just now, Jian Xiu moved to avoid the pair of sharp claws, and then waved the burning rainbow in his hand and chopped it out.

The golden feathers, whose hardness was no less than that of Kunming Iron and Steel, were shattered by the flying sword burning rainbow, and then there were flesh and blood bones.

Before the blood flowed out, it was already evaporated by the scorching blade.

The smell of burnt protein wafts in the wind.

Jianxiu's figure was the same as that of a building-sized golden-winged Xuandiao by mistake, leaving a charred wound on Big Bird's body. This fencing move was a serious injury.

Jiang Li stroked the flying sword with his hand, and there was a lot of enlightenment in his heart.

This is. . Kenshin?

It turns out that in addition to the rusty sword breaking paper, Kenshin's talent can also do this kind of thing!

Jiang Li was very shocked by this. The amount of aura condensed by the sword just now is actually far less than the aura used when the first sword was cloned.

But the effect achieved by these two swords is so different.

It's no wonder that the Five Elements Summit of Shushan values ​​Jianxin's talent so much.

After crossing a rank, you can almost ignore the effect of defense. If you use it well, combined with the powerful attack power of the sword, the battle beyond the rank is not a dream at all.

Boo!

Xuandiao screamed in pain, but after flapping its wings for a while, it still hovered and did not fall to the ground.

Damn it!

Jiang Li scolded secretly, the sword he was going towards the wings just now, but Xuandiao was too big. Compared with it, it seems that the toothpick-sized flying sword wants to really cause fatal damage, but it is too difficult!

The clone immediately launched the sword art and wanted to take the opportunity to give Xuandiao another sword.

However, things backfired. Just after Feijian let go of his hand, he was just halfway through the flight. His head was dizzy and his heartbeat returned to a wild beating, and he immediately retreated from the state of Jianxin.

In an instant, the power on Feijian Zhuohong was greatly reduced, and it was no longer as fierce as before.

After Jiang Li's head regained clarity, his fingers changed again and again, the flying sword no longer swooped forward, and after spewing a spirit fire of alcohol, he immediately turned the sword and flew back, catching himself who was in free fall. .

In order to cut off the possible connection between the clone and himself, Jiang Li did not provide the clone with any magic weapon.

Therefore, if he wanted to use the flying sword to attack from a distance, he would not be able to control the sword.

This is also the reason why Jiang Li had been playing melee with flying swords before.

And if he continued to forcefully control Feijian's attack, it would be a small matter if he could not break Feiyu's defense. If Feijian was stuck or even knocked into the air, he would not even have the chance to escape.

Just when the clone urged Feijian under his feet to escape again, a cloud of mist suddenly gathered around him, and then a handsome man appeared from the cloud and stood in front of the clone.

"This junior brother, if you don't dislike it, please let me wait and help you."

The sudden appearance of the monk made Jiang Li instinctively vigilant.

However, when he saw the familiar costume on the other side, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Isn't this exactly what the disciples of the inner sect of the Tibetan Sutra Valley wear? However, it seems that the style of the other party's disciple clothes is slightly different from that of Jiang Li's body, making it more noble and elegant.

call me brother? He won't recognize who I am, will he?

This was Jiang Li's first idea, but it was immediately rejected by him.

This avatar is very perfect, and it shouldn't be so easy to find clues.

The other party called so, it should only be out of the practice between the four major sects of Dazhongshan.

"This... Then thank you brother."

The clone stepped on the flying sword and clasped its fist in a salute, and responded without thinking much.

After all, the four major sects of Dazhongshan are all there, and there are very few people who kill each other and kill each other. Because that is really unwise.

Moreover, Jiang Li faintly seemed to remember that he should know each other.

Boo!

The wine, fire, and spirit flames that Zhuohong sprayed just now were shredded by the golden wings again, and the sharp eyes of the huge mysterious eagle stared at Jiang Li, rushing from bottom to top.

A large amount of spiritual flames erupted from Zhuohong's sword, but before he could make a move, a small golden seal was thrown from Brother Cangjinggu's hand.

That action was as casual as throwing a pebble.

But after the golden seal was released, it rose against the wind!

In just a moment of effort, he had already risen to a height of ten meters, and his head fell towards the mysterious carving below.

Jiang Li was shocked, and even his body, which was thousands of miles away, was shocked.

This seal, I seem to have heard it when I listened to the bragging of my brothers in Fu Mo Hall.

Could it be that the secret art of Zhengu in the Tibetan Sutra Valley? Who is this guy?

The golden seal, which was magnified hundreds of times, collided with the mysterious carving.

Then there was a one-sided crushing situation.

In front of Jiang Li, the majestic and powerful mysterious sculpture, in front of the ten-meter golden seal, is like a hen that has only been hit by a brick, wailing and falling down.

When the golden seal shrunk and flew back, Xuandiao had many unnatural distortions on his body, a lot of blood was sprayed from the bird's beak, and he was seriously injured.

Jiang Li was shocked by the power of the golden seal, and he didn't forget to make up the knife in his hand.

He turned his body upside down and held the flying sword again, and chased the falling Xuandiao, slashing out contiguous pieces of sword light at high speed.

At this time, several other people from the Tibetan Sutra Valley also arrived, and several magic weapons let go and hit the mysterious carving together.

After being hit so hard and being attacked again, no matter how tough his physique is, he can't bear it anymore.

Under the raging aura, the huge bird body finally exploded, becoming torn apart, and the dead can no longer die.