luó shì xiōng dì suī rán jí dù zhèn jīng , dàn xiōng dì liǎ duì dí de jīng yàn yě fēng fù yǐ jí , miàn duì hū xiào ér lái de gōng jī , gē gē luó tǒng de liǎn shàng shǎn guò yī sī yīn lì , tā shuāng shǒu hé zài yì qǐ , kǒu zhōng niàn niàn yǒu cí , zhěng gè shēn tǐ jìng rán guāng máng dà fàng , rú tóng qì qiú yī yàng de péng zhàng qǐ lái 。
罗氏兄弟虽然极度震惊,但兄弟俩对敌的经验也丰富以极,面对呼啸而来的攻击,哥哥罗桶的脸上闪过一丝阴厉,他双手合在一起,口中念念有辞,整个身体竟然光芒大放,如同气球一样的膨胀起来。
The Luo brothers were shocked, but their experience in facing enemies was extensive. As the attacks approached with a fierce whistling sound, Brother Luo Tung's face showed a hint of grimness. He clasped his hands together and muttered something under his breath, causing his body to glow as if it were inflating like a balloon.
jiāng dì di dǎng zài le hòu miàn 。
将弟弟挡在了后面。
He shielded his younger brother behind him.
ér qiě tā shēn tǐ de zhōu wéi , hái yǒu yī céng bái sè de hù zhào , guāng yùn shǎn shuò , pǒ wèi bù fán , míng xiǎn yǔ líng lì hù dùn bù tóng , yě bù zhī dào shì shén me gāo jiē de fáng yù shén tōng 。
而且他身体的周围,还有一层白色的护罩,光晕闪烁,颇为不凡,明显与灵力护盾不同,也不知道是什么高阶的防御神通。
Moreover, there was a layer of white protective barrier around his body, flickering with light, quite impressive. It seemed different from the Qi Shield, and he wasn't sure what high-level defensive technique this was.
zhǎ yǎn jiān , bīng zhēn yǐ jīng lái dào le miàn qián 。
眨眼间,冰针已经来到了面前。
In an instant, the ice needles had arrived before them. Continuous impacts sounded like raindrops, bursting in the air. The white light shield flickered but didn’t crumble as easily as a mountain; it was clear that the Ice Needle Technique couldn’t break through it either.
lián xù bù duàn de zhuàng jī zhī shēng , mì rú yǔ diǎn , sà rán zài kōng qì zhōng bào liè kāi lái , nà bái sè de guāng zhào yī zhèn shǎn shuò , suī bù néng shuō wěn rú tài shān , dàn bīng zhēn jué xiǎng yào jiāng qí gōng pò , míng xiǎn yě shì bù kě néng de 。
连续不断的撞击之声,密如雨点,飒然在空气中爆裂开来,那白色的光罩一阵闪烁,虽不能说稳如泰山,但冰针诀想要将其攻破,明显也是不可能的。
Lin Xuan frowned slightly. Although he hadn't expected such a trivial spell to be effective, the ease with which his opponents handled their attacks made him more cautious.
lín xuān bù yóu zhòu le zhòu méi , suī rán tā yě méi xiǎng guò qū qū yí gè fǎ shù jiù néng jiàn gōng , dàn duì fāng jǔ zhòng ruò qīng de yàng zi , yī rán ràng tā duō le jǐ fēn jǐng xǐng 。
林轩不由皱了皱眉,虽然他也没想过区区一个法术就能建功,但对方举重若轻的样子,依然让他多了几分警醒。
A hero without fear in his name, the Luo brothers indeed lived up to their reputation.
shèng míng zhī xià wú xū shì , luó shì shuāng shā dé xiǎng dà míng , guǒ rán bú shì píng kōng dé zhī 。
盛名之下无虚士,罗氏双煞得享大名,果然不是凭空得之。
Luo Tung's expression remained grim as he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of essence energy. This essence energy transformed into a cold current that met the Firebird Technique head-on.
luó tǒng de liǎn sè què yī rán níng zhòng wú bǐ , miàn duì jǐn gēn ér zhì de huǒ niǎo , zhāng kāi dà kǒu , pēn chū le yī kǒu jīng qì 。
罗桶的脸色却依然凝重无比,面对紧跟而至的火鸟,张开大口,喷出了一口精气。
Popping sounds echoed as the cold clashed with heat. Although the Firebird Technique ultimately prevailed, its power was weakened by the cold current, easily blocked by the light shield.
nà jīng qì lí kāi guāng zhào yǐ hòu , huà wèi le yī gǔ hán liú , yǔ huǒ niǎo xiá lù xiāng féng 。
那精气离开光罩以后,化为了一股寒流,与火鸟狭路相逢。
Lin Xuan's expression grew colder.
pī pī pā pā de shēng xiǎng , lěng yǔ rè hōng rán xiāng zhuàng 。
噼噼啪啪的声响,冷与热轰然相撞。
But then, the dozens of stone columns whistled through the air.
suī rán yī fān duì jué yǐ hòu , huǒ niǎo shù zuì zhōng shèng chū , dàn jīng guò hán liú de xiāo hào , wēi lì yě jiǎn ruò bù shǎo , nà guāng zhào qīng ér yì jǔ de jiāng qí dǎng xià 。
虽然一番对决以后,火鸟术最终胜出,但经过寒流的消耗,威力也减弱不少,那光罩轻而易举的将其挡下。
Rumble!
lín xuān dì biǎo qíng gèng lěng le 。
林轩地表情更冷了。
The sound seemed like a giant god striking a war drum. Each of the Five Elements Techniques had unique effects and uses. The Ice Needle Technique was better for stealth attacks, while the technique that turned stones into pillars was more suited for direct assaults.
dàn jǐn jiē zhe 。 nà shù shí gēn shí zhù yě hū xiào ér zhì 。
但紧接着。那数十根石柱也呼啸而至。
After a loud thud, the light shield flickered like a candle in the wind before finally breaking apart.
hōng lōng lóng !
轰隆隆!
However, Luo Tung showed no signs of panic; it seemed he had anticipated this scenario.
zhè yī cì dì shēng yīn fǎng fú jù líng shén léi dòng zhàn gǔ 。 wǔ xíng fǎ shù 。 měi yī zhǒng dōu gè bù xiāng tóng 。 gè yǒu qí miào yòng 。 yán gé shuō lái 。 bīng zhēn jué gèng shì hé tōu xí 。 ér zhè diǎn ní chéng shí dì jù zhù shù 。 zé shì yòng yú zhèng miàn gōng jī 。
这一次地声音仿佛巨灵神擂动战鼓。五行法术。每一种都各不相同。各有其妙用。严格说来。冰针诀更适合偷袭。而这点泥成石地巨柱术。则适用于正面攻击。
He clenched his jaw and took a deep breath. His already inflated body swelled even more.
yī zhèn jù dà dì mèn xiǎng zhī hòu 。 nà guāng zhào yóu rú kuáng fēng zhōng dì là zhú 。 zhōng yú zài yī zhèn kuáng shǎn zhī hòu pò miè diào le 。
一阵巨大地闷响之后。那光罩犹如狂风中地蜡烛。终于在一阵狂闪之后破灭掉了。
Puff! The sound was muffled as the two sharp stone columns not only failed to pierce their opponent but bounced back instead.
dàn luó tǒng dì liǎn shàng què háo wú jīng huáng zhī sè 。 fǎng fú zhè zhǒng qíng xíng zǎo yǐ zài tā dì yì liào zhī zhōng 。
但罗桶地脸上却毫无惊惶之色。仿佛这种情形早已在他地意料之中。
They tumbled, landing on the ground with dust flying everywhere.
sāi bāng yī gǔ , měng rán xī le yì kǒu qì 。 běn lái jiù péng zhàng dé xiàng qì qiú dì shēn tǐ gèng shì yòu dà le yī quān 。
腮帮一股,猛然吸了一口气。本来就膨胀得像气球地身体更是又大了一圈。
"What...?"
pū pū pū , zhè yī cì de shēng yīn què pǒ wèi chén mèn , nà liǎng tóu jiān ruì de shí zhù bù jǐn méi néng jiāng duì fāng de ** guàn chuān , fǎn ér dàn le huí lái 。
噗噗噗,这一次的声音却颇为沉闷,那两头尖锐的石柱不仅没能将对方的**贯穿,反而弹了回来。
Lin Xuan had seen many things in his travels, but this scene left him speechless. Although cultivation techniques were vast and varied, he hadn’t encountered such an unusual spell before.
dōng dǎo xī wāi , rán ér zhí jiē luò zài dì shàng , zá dé chén tǔ fēi yáng 。
东倒西歪,然而直接落在地上,砸得尘土飞扬。
After all, cultivators weren't deities; even after undergoing Essence Cleansing, their bodies remained mortal.
“ zhè ……”
“这……”
Being able to withstand high-level spells was truly impressive.
lín xuān yě suàn jiàn duō shí guǎng , kě yǎn qián de yí mù què ràng tā mù dèng kǒu dāi , suī rán xiū zhēn yī dào hào rú yān hǎi , dàn zhè me guǐ yì dì fǎ shù zhēn de méi yǒu jiàn guò 。
林轩也算见多识广,可眼前的一幕却让他目瞪口呆,虽然修真一道浩如烟海,但这么诡异地法术真的没有见过。
But Lin Xuan was merely surprised. The attacks earlier had been just a test.
yào zhī dào xiū zhēn zhě bì jìng bú shì xiān rén 。 suī rán shēn tǐ jīng guò yì jīng xǐ suǐ , qiān chuí bǎi liàn , dàn guī gēn jié dǐ 。 hái shì ** fán tāi 。
要知道修真者毕竟不是仙人。虽然身体经过易经洗髓,千锤百炼,但归根结底。还是**凡胎。
A look of determination flashed across his face as he prepared to summon his spiritual artifact. But before he could do so, Luo Biao, who had been hiding behind his brother, took the initiative.
jū rán néng gòu yìng káng gāo jiē fǎ shù , duì fāng de shén tōng shí zài shì yǒu gòu biāo hàn de 。
居然能够硬扛高阶法术,对方的神通实在是有够彪悍的。
He extended his withered left hand and grabbed something from his chest, revealing a colorful array of talismans.
bù guò lín xuān yě jǐn jǐn shì jīng yà ér yǐ , gāng cái de bù guò shì shì tàn xìng de gōng jī ,
不过林轩也仅仅是惊讶而已,刚才的不过是试探性的攻击,
"What...?"
liǎn shàng shǎn guò yī lǚ lì sè , zhèng xiǎng yào jiāng líng qì jì chū , nà yì zhí duǒ zài gē gē shēn hòu de luó biāo què xiān dòng shǒu le 。
脸上闪过一缕厉色,正想要将灵器祭出,那一直躲在哥哥身后的罗彪却先动手了。
Lin Xuan was taken aback. He always freely used paper talismans when fighting others but hadn’t expected to encounter such a wealthy cultivator today.
zhǐ jiàn tā shēn chū kū zhǎo bān de zuǒ shǒu , zài huái zhōng yī zhuā , zài tāo chū lái shí , jū rán niē zhe huā huā lǜ lǜ yī dà fú 。
只见他伸出枯爪般的左手,在怀中一抓,再掏出来时,居然捏着花花绿绿一大符。
Boom!
“ zhè shì ……”
“这是……”
Flames flickered as dozens of talismans were simultaneously cast. Since the seals inside contained only middle-grade spells, Lin Xuan wasn't overly concerned.
lín xuān yī zhèn è rán 。 yǔ bié rén dòu fǎ zhī shí , cóng lái dōu shì zì jǐ bú yào qián bān de zá chū fú zhǐ , méi xiǎng dào jīn tiān yě yù jiàn yǔ yī fù dé liú yóu dì xiū shì 。
林轩一阵愕然。与别人斗法之时,从来都是自己不要钱般的砸出符纸,没想到今天也遇见与一富得流油地修士。
He tapped his storage bracelet, and a white light flew out—a small shield about the size of his palm.
hōng !
轰!
Lin Xuan extended his right hand and infused it with essence energy; the shield rapidly expanded to over a dozen feet in diameter, shielding his entire body.
huǒ guāng shǎn dòng 。
火光闪动。
In an instant,
shù shí zhāng fú jī hū shì bèi tóng shí jì chū , hǎo zài lǐ miàn fēng yìn de dōu shì zhōng jiē fǎ shù , lín xuān dào yě bú shì hěn zài hū 。
数十张符几乎是被同时祭出,好在里面封印的都是中阶法术,林轩倒也不是很在乎。
dozens of spells struck the shield. But it merely trembled slightly—this was the defensive power of a top-grade spiritual artifact.
shǒu zài chǔ wù dài shàng yī pāi , yī dào bái guāng cóng lǐ miàn fēi le chū lái 。
手在储物袋上一拍,一道白光从里面飞了出来。
Lin Xuan knew this well enough that he didn't stop there. With his divine sense, Wu Gou flew out and circled above him.
què shì yí miàn bā zhǎng dà xiǎo de dùn pái 。
却是一面巴掌大小的盾牌。
Luo Biao grunted and exchanged glances with his brother. This opponent not only had formidable strength but also possessed numerous treasures. It seemed they were facing a formidable adversary today.
lín xuān yòu shǒu xū àn , líng lì zhù rù , dùn pái dùn shí kuáng zhǎng qǐ lái , zhí jìng zú yǒu zhàng yú 。 jiāng lín xuān dì zhěng gè shēn tǐ dōu dǎng zài le hòu miàn 。
林轩右手虚按,灵力注入,盾牌顿时狂涨起来,直径足有丈余。将林轩地整个身体都挡在了后面。
But neither of them showed any signs of worry. Having been in the cultivation world for over a century, they had experienced countless battles; this young man couldn't possibly upset their plans.
xià yī kè 。
下一刻。
Luo Biao raised his hand, and a layer of grayish light enveloped him as he gestured in mid-air. Seven flying swords appeared out of thin air.
shù shí gè fǎ shù hōng jī zài le shàng miàn , dàn dùn pái jǐn jǐn shì qīng chàn ér yǐ , zhè jiù shì jí pǐn líng qì de fáng yù lì 。
数十个法术轰击在了上面,但盾牌仅仅是轻颤而已,这就是极品灵器的防御力。
Apart from the three-foot-long green blade in his hand, the other six circled around him slowly.
lín xuān duì cǐ xīn zhī dù míng , suǒ yǐ jì chū dùn pái yǐ hòu yě bù tíng xiē , shén niàn dòng chù , wú gōu zài cì fēi chū , zài tóu dǐng shàng wū wū de pán xuán huí zhuǎn 。
林轩对此心知肚明,所以祭出盾牌以后也不停歇,神念动处,吴钩再次飞出,在头顶上呜呜的盘旋回转。
"Mother-and-child swords?"
ér nà luó biāo zé hēng le yī shēng , yǔ qí xiōng zhǎng duì shì yī yǎn , zhè ge duì shǒu bù jǐn gōng lì fēi fán 。 ér qiě hún shēn bǎo wù jí duō 。 kàn lái jīn tiān shì yù jiàn jìng dí le 。
而那罗彪则哼了一声,与其兄长对视一眼,这个对手不仅功力非凡。而且浑身宝物极多。看来今天是遇见劲敌了。
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted slightly. Such a set of spiritual artifacts was rare in the cultivation world.
dàn tā liǎ de liǎn shàng , tóng yàng méi yǒu sī háo de dān xīn zhī sè 。 liǎng rén tà rù xiū xiān jiè , yǐ bǎi nián yǒu yú , qí jiān yě bù zhī dào jīng lì guò duō shǎo dà zhàn , zhè qū qū yí gè shào nián , qǐ néng lìng tā men yīn gōu lǐ fān chuán ?
但他俩的脸上,同样没有丝毫的担心之色。两人踏入修仙界,已百年有余,其间也不知道经历过多少大战,这区区一个少年,岂能令他们阴沟里翻船?
A mother-and-child set had a main and subordinate piece; no matter how many pieces were involved, as long as one controlled the main artifact with their divine sense, the other sub-artifacts could be manipulated at will—quite convenient indeed.
luó biāo tái qǐ shǒu lái , hún shēn sàn fà chū yī céng huī méng méng de guāng cǎi , rán hòu zài xū kōng zhōng yī zhāo , qī bǐng fēi jiàn píng kōng chū xiàn 。
罗彪抬起手来,浑身散发出一层灰蒙蒙的光彩,然后在虚空中一招,七柄飞剑凭空出现。
Moreover, it would be wrong to underestimate these sub-artifacts. A single piece was nearly on par with ordinary artifacts of the same grade.
chú le tā shǒu lǐ de nà bǐng sān chǐ qīng fēng , qí yú liù bǐng zé wéi rào zhe tā huǎn huǎn xuán zhuǎn 。
除了他手里的那柄三尺青锋,其余六柄则围绕着他缓缓旋转。
In other words, the seven mother-and-child swords were equivalent to using seven spiritual artifacts simultaneously, their power being astonishing.
“ zi mǔ jiàn ?”
“子母剑?”
Of course, this came with a downside: such sets were extremely difficult to forge, and the higher the grade, the greater the failure rate.
lín xuān de tóng kǒng wēi wēi shōu suō , zhè zhǒng chéng tào de líng qì zài xiū zhēn jiè kě shì hěn shǎo chū xiàn 。
林轩的瞳孔微微收缩,这种成套的灵器在修真界可是很少出现。
Generally, middle-grade or lower-grade sets were more common. A top-grade set would make cultivators drool in desire, but Luo Biao's three-foot-long green blade shone with cold light and exuded divine aura—rarely seen as a top-grade treasure.
suǒ wèi chéng tào , zì rán yǒu zhǔ cóng zhī fēn , bù guǎn zhè chéng tào dì líng qì yī gòng yóu duō shǎo jiàn gòu chéng , shī fǎ zhī rén zhǐ yào yòng shén niàn kòng zhì nà zhǔ líng qì , qí tā zi líng qì jiù néng cāo kòng suí xīn , shí zài shì fāng biàn dé jǐn 。
所谓成套,自然有主从之分,不管这成套地灵器一共由多少件构成,施法之人只要用神念控制那主灵器,其他子灵器就能操控随心,实在是方便得紧。
Lin Xuan couldn't help but look at it with new eyes. If this belonged to someone like the Extreme Demon Sovereign or an old monster of the Core Formation stage, it would be understandable. But according to Lin Xuan's knowledge, the Luo brothers, despite their great reputation, were wandering cultivators. Where did they get such a treasure?
The Luo brothers were shocked, but their experience in facing enemies was extensive. As the attacks approached with a fierce whistling sound, Brother Luo Tung's face showed a hint of grimness. He clasped his hands together and muttered something under his breath, causing his body to glow as if it were inflating like a balloon.
He shielded his younger brother behind him.
Moreover, there was a layer of white protective barrier around his body, flickering with light, quite impressive. It seemed different from the Qi Shield, and he wasn't sure what high-level defensive technique this was.
In an instant, the ice needles had arrived before them. Continuous impacts sounded like raindrops, bursting in the air. The white light shield flickered but didn’t crumble as easily as a mountain; it was clear that the Ice Needle Technique couldn’t break through it either.
Lin Xuan frowned slightly. Although he hadn't expected such a trivial spell to be effective, the ease with which his opponents handled their attacks made him more cautious.
A hero without fear in his name, the Luo brothers indeed lived up to their reputation.
Luo Tung's expression remained grim as he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of essence energy. This essence energy transformed into a cold current that met the Firebird Technique head-on.
Popping sounds echoed as the cold clashed with heat. Although the Firebird Technique ultimately prevailed, its power was weakened by the cold current, easily blocked by the light shield.
Lin Xuan's expression grew colder.
But then, the dozens of stone columns whistled through the air.
Rumble!
The sound seemed like a giant god striking a war drum. Each of the Five Elements Techniques had unique effects and uses. The Ice Needle Technique was better for stealth attacks, while the technique that turned stones into pillars was more suited for direct assaults.
After a loud thud, the light shield flickered like a candle in the wind before finally breaking apart.
However, Luo Tung showed no signs of panic; it seemed he had anticipated this scenario.
He clenched his jaw and took a deep breath. His already inflated body swelled even more.
Puff! The sound was muffled as the two sharp stone columns not only failed to pierce their opponent but bounced back instead.
They tumbled, landing on the ground with dust flying everywhere.
"What...?"
Lin Xuan had seen many things in his travels, but this scene left him speechless. Although cultivation techniques were vast and varied, he hadn’t encountered such an unusual spell before.
After all, cultivators weren't deities; even after undergoing Essence Cleansing, their bodies remained mortal.
Being able to withstand high-level spells was truly impressive.
But Lin Xuan was merely surprised. The attacks earlier had been just a test.
A look of determination flashed across his face as he prepared to summon his spiritual artifact. But before he could do so, Luo Biao, who had been hiding behind his brother, took the initiative.
He extended his withered left hand and grabbed something from his chest, revealing a colorful array of talismans.
"What...?"
Lin Xuan was taken aback. He always freely used paper talismans when fighting others but hadn’t expected to encounter such a wealthy cultivator today.
Boom!
Flames flickered as dozens of talismans were simultaneously cast. Since the seals inside contained only middle-grade spells, Lin Xuan wasn't overly concerned.
He tapped his storage bracelet, and a white light flew out—a small shield about the size of his palm.
Lin Xuan extended his right hand and infused it with essence energy; the shield rapidly expanded to over a dozen feet in diameter, shielding his entire body.
In an instant,
dozens of spells struck the shield. But it merely trembled slightly—this was the defensive power of a top-grade spiritual artifact.
Lin Xuan knew this well enough that he didn't stop there. With his divine sense, Wu Gou flew out and circled above him.
Luo Biao grunted and exchanged glances with his brother. This opponent not only had formidable strength but also possessed numerous treasures. It seemed they were facing a formidable adversary today.
But neither of them showed any signs of worry. Having been in the cultivation world for over a century, they had experienced countless battles; this young man couldn't possibly upset their plans.
Luo Biao raised his hand, and a layer of grayish light enveloped him as he gestured in mid-air. Seven flying swords appeared out of thin air.
Apart from the three-foot-long green blade in his hand, the other six circled around him slowly.
"Mother-and-child swords?"
Lin Xuan's pupils constricted slightly. Such a set of spiritual artifacts was rare in the cultivation world.
A mother-and-child set had a main and subordinate piece; no matter how many pieces were involved, as long as one controlled the main artifact with their divine sense, the other sub-artifacts could be manipulated at will—quite convenient indeed.
Moreover, it would be wrong to underestimate these sub-artifacts. A single piece was nearly on par with ordinary artifacts of the same grade.
In other words, the seven mother-and-child swords were equivalent to using seven spiritual artifacts simultaneously, their power being astonishing.
Of course, this came with a downside: such sets were extremely difficult to forge, and the higher the grade, the greater the failure rate.
Generally, middle-grade or lower-grade sets were more common. A top-grade set would make cultivators drool in desire, but Luo Biao's three-foot-long green blade shone with cold light and exuded divine aura—rarely seen as a top-grade treasure.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but look at it with new eyes. If this belonged to someone like the Extreme Demon Sovereign or an old monster of the Core Formation stage, it would be understandable. But according to Lin Xuan's knowledge, the Luo brothers, despite their great reputation, were wandering cultivators. Where did they get such a treasure?