Pushing these resources back, in addition to those top treasures, immortal stones and ordinary elixirs, Liu Wuxie is not short of them.

I have obtained a large number of immortal stones from the ancient realm of Yuankong and have not been used up yet. I just plundered nearly a thousand more from the ten mentors of the Tianyue Temple.

Standing proudly on the magic platform, a cold wind blew, rolling up Liu Wuxie's robe, making a slight noise, setting off Liu Wuxie, as if he had returned from victory.

After some discussion, a magic tutor was finally selected from the Tianyue Dojo.

There were only a few people who taught magic. After picking them up, they finally picked out a mature and polite elder who looked nearly a hundred years old.

The old man's name is Su He, who taught magic in Tianyue Dojo for nearly fifty years.

I heard that he had been to the Elves before and had asked several magical tricks.

Su He's cultivation is not high, he is only at the seventh level of Xuanxian.

This is also impossible. There is a high talent in martial arts, and no one is willing to go to the wrong path.

Only those talents are just as talented and want to make a name for themselves, there is only one way to find another way.

The two of them stood still, and a powerful magic power spread instantly.

"I major in wind-type magic. I wonder what magic Master Liu practices?"

Su He stretched out his hand and suddenly the wind blew around him, and a thick layer of dark clouds enveloped Liu Wuxie.

"You can't do nothing!"

Liu Wuxie only answered him in four words. His magic is different from others, and has no attributes. It can also be said that his magic has various attributes.

As long as he can, he can cast hundreds of magic at the same time.

certainly!

There are only a few magics with powerful attack power, and most of them have very average attack power.

"What a silly person!"

Su He shouted for Liu Wuxie, and suddenly pressed down with his right hand, and a wind dragon rolled towards Liu Wuxie in the waist.

Wind-type magic is mainly light and freedom. Liu Wuxie's doomsday storm is actually wind-type magic.

The primary wind magic is mainly wind pillars and wind control.

Intermediate wind magic can use wind magic to fly, attack, wind erosion, etc.

Advanced wind magic can use wind to sweep away the clouds, strong wind roars, and wind swords.

The ultimate wind magic is like a tornado that can easily tear the human body apart, which is extremely terrifying.

Su He's current cultivation level has barely cultivated to the ultimate wind magic.

After the ultimate wind magic, there is a wind-type forbidden spell, which is one level higher than magic, similar to Doomsday Storm, and belongs to a forbidden spell-type magic.

The wind dragon was getting closer and closer, Liu Wuxie was indifferent and did not move, but just raised his right hand.

"Wind Shield!"

Liu Wuxie did not mobilize other magic, but communicated with the elements of the wind, quickly forming a wind shield, blocking the wind dragon out, and unable to get close to Liu Wuxie at all.

"boom!"

The wind dragon hit the wind shield, forming a shocking ripple that rushed into all directions.

The ripples are like ripples, layer by layer, thousands of meters apart, and can be felt clearly.

"What a terrifying magic, you can set up a wind shield in every move."

Standing in the audience, several magic tutors looked shocked.

"Old Su is in danger."

Another magic tutor looked worried.

Mr. Su lost, which means that ten more mentors in Tianyue Temple died.

If this continues, when the dojo competition is over, the instructors of Tianyue Dojo will basically die.

Liu Wuxie's move was too cruel and directly forced the Tianyue Dojo to death.

If one move fails, Su He continues to change his move, and a magic wand appears in his hand, dancing in the wind.

“Buzz!”

The entire magic platform became extremely restless, and a terrifying wind god stood up from the ground.

The wind god is extremely powerful and is composed of countless hurricanes.

Suddenly he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Liu Wuxie's neck.

The momentum is unparalleled, and such a magical contest has never happened.

In the past, there was a magic competition among students, and they decided to win and lose with one move, and there were few magical shocks.

Liu Wuxie's face was slightly moved. Putting aside the elves, Su He should have been the most powerful human race he had encountered so far.

Before the Heiji Dojo appeared, the two dojos were almost the same. With the departure of a large number of outstanding mentors, the Qingyan Dojo is far inferior to the Tianyue Dojo.

Liu Wuxie has no magic wand on his body and he doesn't bother to use it.

Suddenly pinched his right hand tightly, and a wind whirlpool appeared beside Liu Wuxie.

The wind vortex slowly gathered and soon evolved into a huge long sword, which was the Feng Ling Sword.

"Liu Wuxie's magic is easy to use. Could he be the elves?"

Whether it was the magic tutor of Tianyue Dojo or the magician of Qingyan Dojo, they were all shocked.

Liu Wuxie's magic spells subverted their cognition.

The Wind God's giant fist was already pressing towards Liu Wuxie's neck.

The ring is so big that Feng Shen can sweep Liu Wuxie with just one punch without taking steps.

"cut!"

The Feng Ling Sword slashed down hard, and violent fluctuations came from the space. The strong winds around exploded and turned into countless small wind groups.

"boom!"

Feng Shen's arm exploded, forming a storm, rushing around.

The monks standing in the audience retreated one after another, unable to withstand the impact of the storm.

After cutting off the Feng Shen's arm, Liu Wuxie's stroke in his hand suddenly enlarged the Feng Spirit Sword and turned into a giant Feng Spirit Sword that was thousands of feet long.

Su He's face suddenly changed, not as calm as before.

How could Liu Wuxie's magical aura be so mellow? It is more than ten times stronger than him.

The Feng Ling Sword slashed down again, and this time the power was even more fierce than before.

"Boom!"

The huge wind god was split open by Liu Wuxie with a knife. Su He's magic was like paper-paste in front of Liu Wuxie, and was vulnerable.

If you use martial arts, you can still deal with Liu Wuxie.

Using magic in front of Liu Wuxie is undoubtedly a show of his avatar.

This is a magic competition, martial arts are prohibited, and many people have seen the ending.

The Feng Ling Sword continued to slash towards Su He.

In desperation, Su He formed a seal with both hands, forming a wind shield, trying to intercept the Feng Ling Sword.

It is also Feng Dun, the Feng Dun condensed by Su He is not at the same level as the Feng Dun condensed by Liu Wuxie.

Liu Wuxie's condensed wind shield is almost real, while Su He's condensed wind shield is empty but not real.

"Well!"

The Feng Ling Knife easily tore open the wind shield, and another ball of wind whirlpool exploded.

Immediately afterwards, the Feng Ling Sword fell on Su He's head, shattering Su He's hairband.

The Feng Ling Knife continued to use force, and Su He would split his body.

"I lost!"

Su He took the initiative to admit defeat, and Liu Wuxie had already shown mercy.

From the beginning, Liu Wuxie was able to defeat him and had several tricks of entanglement. Nian was over 100 years old.

Such a result is unacceptable to Tianyue Temple.

"Old man Su, you haven't lost yet, keep fighting for me!"

Zhu Gaoyang roared loudly, asking Su He to find a way to die with Liu Wuxie.

Since Liu Wuxie broke through to the fourth level of Lingxian and caused a terrifying aura, everyone in the Tianyue Taoist temple had a bad premonition.

In each battle next, their goal was very simple. They would do their best to stop Liu Wuxie even if they fought to the death.

"If there is an afterlife, I will not be an enemy of you!"
To be continued...