Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

Chapter 1400 Swordsmanship That Exists Only In Mythology

Li Xiaobai smiled cheerfully, not paying attention to the provocations of the juniors.

His mere cultivation in the holy realm is no longer in his eyes, and he has become an extraordinary first-level cultivation. At this moment, he is an invincible existence in the Zhongyuan world.

"Although the senior has been famous for a long time, it is still not easy to be too big. The junior hopes that the senior can fight with all his strength. This is the greatest respect for us!"

A certain junior said.

They had been staring at the hand that stopped the horse just now. There was no power surge on it, it was just an ordinary hand reaching out, and they never judged their strength and cultivation base from this.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's do it."

Li Xiaobai shook his head and laughed, hooked his hands and said.

The Tianjiao felt provoked. From the eyes of the other party, they didn't see the importance, and some only showed a contempt. This meant they didn't take them seriously, and didn't regard them as opponents!

"In that case, senior, be careful!"

The golden tiger walks like a tiger, rubbing its fists, its breath rising steadily, and a pair of crimson wings spread out behind it, piercing the sky.

The air was filled with the smell of anxiety, and the scorching breath kept surging, and the crowd quickly dispersed for fear of being affected by this terrifying cultivation base.

Li Xiaobai squinted his glasses, he could see that the method used by the person in front of him was different, it was the breath of the phoenix, and there was no such wonderful method in the Zhongyuan Realm before.

Sure enough, as the other party said, after five hundred years, everything has changed. The new cultivator's new skills are just of no use to him.

"Tianfeng Baoshu!"

The golden tiger raised its head to the sky and roared, its whole body was bathed in fierce flames, its golden beak floated by its mouth, and its whole body spread its wings as if transformed into a gorgeous golden-red phoenix.

With a flash of his figure, a golden tornado swooped down, engulfing Li Xiaobai directly.

"This is the Phoenix Secret Technique!"

"It is rumored that a few days ago, someone met a young talented man tearing up the dragon in the depths of the sea. It is said that it was such a secret technique that he performed that day. Could it be that the person who slayed the dragon was this golden tiger?"

"It's amazing, the treasure technique of the Phoenix is ​​not inherited from any sect, and it is very likely that it discovered it in a secret place by itself!"

"The blessing is so deep, no wonder it is really amazing to be able to cultivate to the point where it is today. This is the real proud son of heaven!"

The monks around couldn't help but marvel when they saw Jin Hulu's hand.

Being able to possess such cultivation strength at such a young age has shown extraordinary supernatural powers. The future is limitless, and there may be a chance to ascend to the upper realm.

Attribute points + 200 million...

Attribute points + 200 million...

Attribute points + 200 million...

...

The attribute values ​​on the system panel are constantly jumping and increasing. This damage is not bad. As a younger generation, it is indeed remarkable, much stronger than the young monks back then.

It's a pity that it still couldn't cause the slightest harm to him, who has long been invincible, so it just made him marvel.

The smoke cleared.

Two figures were revealed, one was covered in crimson, violent flames swept across, burning the entire sky, and the other figure was ordinary, without a single trace of power surging around him, but just stood there with his hands behind his back, amidst the flames. Unscathed.

"how can that be!"

"My exercises are actually ineffective?"

"This is the flame of the phoenix, can it be defended with just the physical body?"

Seeing the situation in front of him, Jin Hu's pupils contracted for a while, and his face was full of disbelief. His supernatural powers could not cause the slightest harm to Li Xiaobai, and the other party never moved a step from the beginning to the end, let alone resisting, even He didn't even have the most basic skills to perform, and he was able to resist his Phoenix Treasure Art with his pure body, and he was still unscathed.

The people around were also confused, what's going on, Jin Hu's strength is definitely not weak, but even so, he still couldn't even break Li Xiaobai's defense, using his body to resist the power of magical powers , can this kind of thing really be done?

"A mere flame is nothing to worry about, but as a monk of the younger generation, you are very good, and your skills and means have already entered the room."

With his hands behind his back, Li Xiaobai looked at Jin Hu with calm eyes and nodded with a smile on his face.

"This is impossible!"

"I don't believe it, how could someone be able to resist the exercises with their bodies, there must be something strange about it!"

"Tianfeng Fighting Technique!"

"Fairy God Battle Armor!"

The golden tiger roared loudly, golden flames flickered all over its body, and turned into a phoenix reborn from blood, and rushed towards Li Xiaobai.

A powerful and fierce aura acted on him, and a layer of bronze fairy armor appeared on Jin Hu's body, exuding bursts of obscure and terrifying aura.

Chen Yuan, Ma Niubi and others on the side all changed their faces. This is a real monk with two divine fires in the holy realm. Wearing the armor of the immortal gods, this is the armor worn by the immortal gods when they came across the world. Five hundred years of time have allowed these family strengths to figure out some ways to mobilize a trace of power in their bodies. Li Xiaobai has just been resurrected, so he may not be able to stop him.

She just wanted to step forward but was stopped by Long Xue. This lady is full of confidence in Li Xiaobai's strength and cultivation.

How can the strength that can soar to the world of immortals and gods at any time be unable to withstand Jin Hu's offensive?

"Oh? I'm familiar with this fairy armor. It seems that you can make it exert its power. The big families have studied it a lot!"

Li Xiaobai was still indifferent, but his eyes were filled with surprise. The bronze armor was a product of the Immortal God Realm. He did not expect that these monks could excavate a trace of power and mobilize it.

When killing all the leading troops in the Immortal God Realm back then, several super sects each took away a piece of bronze armor, and this has always been one of them.

"Senior, offended!"

Jin Hu's face was a bit ferocious, and he was determined to take down the opponent.

It's just a pity that even with the help of a sliver of power from the armor of the gods and gods, Li Xiaobai still can't be shaken at all. That seemingly thin body stands like a towering mountain and is indestructible.

Attribute points +800 million...

Attribute points +800 million...

This value is extremely terrifying, and it could have caused Li Xiaobai a lot of trouble before.

"It's really a golden age. Just popping out a young man with this level of strength and cultivation. If he could do this back then, why would he need to work so hard?"

Li Xiaobai scratched the part that was hit, and it seemed to feel a little itchy.

The audience petrified, and all the monks stared at him blankly, still did not use their cultivation base, still resisted with pure physical body, unscathed!

"You... are you a human or a ghost!"

Jin Hu felt his scalp go numb, and a strong sense of crisis swept his whole body.

He faintly realized that something was wrong, and he was afraid that he had kicked the iron plate. The senior in front of him was completely different from what he imagined, and he couldn't touch it!

"Of course I'm human."

"Your means are very good, but as a senior, you naturally have to express it. Give me some pointers. I only use one sword. If you can catch it, I will let you live!"

Li Xiaobai flipped his wrist, lifted the long sword above his head, and said cheerfully.

"This pose..."

The older generation of monks saw this movement and their hearts trembled involuntarily. They hadn't seen such a presumptuous sword move for many years. They raised the sword directly above their heads without any precautions. There were flaws all over their bodies. His own swordsmanship is extremely confident, so he dares to be so arrogant.

"Swordsmanship that only exists in mythology, one sword fixes the body, the sword of evil spirits!"