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Chapter 68 The Buddha's Exercise(2/2)

"Hmph. I still want to run."

Ge Xinshan caught up again.

Wang Yuan pinched the magic trick in his hand and fled to the ground again.

Five breaths later, Wang Yuan's figure appeared again.

But this time, after Wang Yuan appeared, he stretched out his hand and the Blue Water Sword not far away buzzed and instantly rushed towards Ge Xinshan.

Ge Xinshan sneered, but didn't care at all.

Buzz!

The Blue Water Sword fell, and the golden Buddha light shone on Ge Xinshan's body, and the Blue Water Sword fell instantly exploded.

Ge Johannesa was knocked out.

A blood mark more than two inches long left on the abdomen.

However, the blood of the body-refining monk did not flow out, but instead made Ge Xinshan look even more ferocious.

"It's a little trouble now."

Wang Yuan frowned.

It is very difficult for a body refining cultivator to deal with it. Wang Yuan had heard of it before, otherwise he would not have been so complicated to refine his body.

However, there are too few body-refining cultivators, and most of them cannot be encountered. The battles between monks are mostly competitions of magic weapons and magic. For example, Ge Xinshan, who can't hurt him after fighting for a long time, is to some extent more difficult than Wang Yuan's defensive spells.

The divine light of the geomagnetic protective body is also defective, and some special spells and magic weapons can be broken.

If you don’t even need to break through, if you attack like Ge Xinshan, the speed at which Wang Yuan’s body-protecting divine light consumes spiritual power will be terrifying. In one stick of incense, the spiritual power will be exhausted.

Then you will be slaughtered.

That's why Wang Yuan had to use escape technique to avoid it.

"Shuiyun Thousand Drops of Sword Technique has used two swords, which has only caused Ge Xinshan to be injured. If this continues, at least five swords will be possible to kill it."

Wang Yuan thought to himself. But there is not so much spiritual power in the dantian.

Just when Wang Yuan was in a dilemma, an eagle roar came from behind.

One of the iron-feathered eagles stood in the air, with a faint white light emitting from the body.
Chapter completed!
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