Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration

In the mud and water, Jiang Li walked up step by step holding a half-human-high stone from the river bank in the distance.

bah bah bah!

Jiang Li spit and spit, and as soon as he got ashore, he began to clear a lot of sediment from his nose and mouth.

He was like that, with ragged clothes and unkempt face, covered in mud and water plants, and a few plump snails crawling on his forehead.

Just like that, he looked like a water monkey.

Just as he vomited in cadence, Jiang Li's movements suddenly stopped.

The muscles of both arms bulged violently, and the stone that he was still holding in his hand that was not thrown away was smashed out by him with all his strength.

boom!

The half-person-high stone flew halfway, and a stream of light came in an instant, and the stone exploded into a sky full of rubble in an instant.

Penetrating the stone, the streamer's momentum was slightly reduced. With Jiang Li's dynamic vision, he could barely capture the streamer's flight path.

but. . Can't escape!

Wood Armor! Armed hardened!

Clang!

Jiang Li covered the wooden armor and armed hands, and firmly grasped the streamer on the only way.

The huge force came, Jiang Li's legs didn't move, but he was still pushed back by the streamer, and he plowed two ravines on the ground that didn't even reach his ankles.

The thing in the palm of his hand is struggling desperately, and it is still emitting an amazing high temperature. The thing was trying to pierce his body and burn his heart.

The wooden armor covering the hands was quickly burnt through under the intense heat.

呲!

The dark skin of the psionic weapon directly touched it.

A burst of burning pain came, and strands of coke fragrance wafted, but unexpectedly, this temperature was still within the tolerance range!

The effect of cooling the skin allows him to resist fire damage very well. The dark palms grabbed the streamer so tightly, and fought against it.

With the blessing of [Blood Crazy Force], Jiang Li's brute force was so amazing, he just grabbed and spun around and slipped out more than twenty meters away.

It wasn't until he was pushed back to the bank of the river that he stopped retreating.

Looking at his hand again, the dazzling streamer seemed to have exhausted its strength and dissipated, and what remained in his hand was still trembling, but it was a dark red narrow sword.

"My Nima! Feijian!"

Jiang Li uttered a foul language, and immediately felt that the Feijian in his hand became hot again.

"It's not over yet! Let me help you temper it!"

He glanced at the turbid river behind him, hugged the red flying sword in the next second, turned around and plunged directly into the river.

A large number of bubbles churned, as if the water surface was boiled, and the steam continued to rise into white smoke.

"Damn! My flying sword!"

After a while, a figure in white stepped on the tree canopy.

It was only after landing, that he was in a hurry, and those who didn't know might thought it was his wife's dystocia.

The man in white looked very young, not even a few years older than Jiang Li, and his face was arrogant. In a few years, I'm afraid it will be another elegant sea king who can make countless girls crazy.

On the chest of his white clothes, a small fiery red sword was embroidered.

This means that he is a disciple of Shushan Wuxingfeng Fire Xingfeng!

"Chiqiong Sword! Take it! Take it! Take it!  …"

"Why doesn't it work?"

The disciple of the Five Elements Peak in Shushan held his sword fingers and gestured towards the slightly boiling water, but his precious Feijian was nowhere to be seen.

"It won't be because of the water bubble! Damn monster!"

Just when he was scratching his head in a hurry.

Whoa!

From under the water, an iron chain shot out fiercely, and rolled towards him at a very fast speed.

The disciples of the Five Elements Peak in Shushan, with all their abilities, have nine points on the sword. At this time, the Feijian was captured and suddenly attacked. Before he could react, he was actually rolled up by the iron chain.

The chains wrapped around him and dragged him towards the water.

Although this disciple is in the late stage of Qi training, his body has not been specially tempered, and his strength is far less than Jiang Li's.

Under the water, Jiang Li felt that he had the chance to win. As long as he dragged the person who attacked him into the water, he would be able to give the opponent a beating that he will never forget.

And then the next moment, joy begets sorrow!

Sword Light!

Above the right sword finger of the disciple of the Five Elements Peak, a blazing red sword light with a length of two feet suddenly appeared.

With a wave of his hand, the thin sword light and the thick iron chains of two fingers crossed.

Without even the slightest resistance, the front section of the chain was chopped off directly.

Although this chain has some origins, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than a mortal thing.

The original material was too poor, and it was fine for normal use. However, once it collided with a spell or even a magic weapon, damage would be its only end.

Jiang Li felt a pain in his heart, but the chain cost him three whole spirit stones.

Immediately he jumped up from the water, grabbed the hilt of the Chiqiong Sword in his hand, and rushed towards the Wuxingfeng disciple who was only three steps away. He was still shouting:

"Return my magic weapon!"

The Five Elements Peak disciples were shocked!

"What! That thing is actually a magic weapon?"

Then Jiang Li rushed to him.

Jiang Li's momentum is like a tiger rushing towards food, holding a sword in one hand and claws in the other. The strong body contains a monster-like brute force. In just a moment, he can tear the weak sword repairer to pieces.

However, the Five Elements Peak of Shushan deserves to be the head of the four rogues of the Dazhong Mountain, and the disciples below are really not cowards.

Jianxiu in white did not dodge or evade, but raised his sword fingers and greeted him from the front.

The figures of the two suddenly collided. The older Wuxingfeng disciple was as weak as a child. Jiang Li grabbed his throat and pressed him to the ground.

But Jiang Li's actions also came to an abrupt end.

Because the Chiqiong Sword, which was originally held tightly in the left hand, with its blade forward, the tip of the sword was turned 180 degrees at this time, and the incomparably sharp blade was tightly clinging to Jiang Li's neck, exuding a slight scorching heat.

The air was suddenly quiet at this time, and the two faced each other like this, maintaining a distance where they could kiss at any time, and they were deadlocked for seven or eight seconds.

During this period, Jiang Li continued to exert force with his left hand, trying to regain control of Feijian with brute force. However, after several attempts, he confirmed that the strength of one hand really could not catch Feijian to death.

A few seconds later, Jiang Li suddenly smiled brightly and was the first to break the silence.

"Senior brother, see if there is any misunderstanding between us."

"Junior brother, I am Jiang Li, a disciple of the Tibetan Sutra Valley. I accidentally fell into the water and just landed. Why did my brother let his flying sword stab me?"

Brother Jiang Li called out affectionately, but his hands were still tightly clasping the other's throat, and there was no intention of letting go.

However, when he said that, the other party can be regarded as coming back to his senses, it seems that he really hit the wrong person.

The four big hooligans can't be said to be in the same spirit, but at least they are the same people who stand on the same front. Usually, some minor conflicts are not enough to fight and kill.

Comrades, ask for a lot of things.

What collections, recommendations, monthly passes, investments, it’s better to give some rewards, I’m very grateful. Also, my typing is so stupid, my free brothers help to catch bugs ┴┤ω)

In addition, I didn't let myself go, I have been laying the groundwork for the main line, I thought I wrote it very clearly. . .