The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 274 Magical Weapon: Ruyi Fire Bracelet

"I...I'm going!"

Feng Xingtong was stunned watching from the side. He didn't expect Xia He to be carrying a gun and to be so clean and efficient in his attack.

It was even more impossible for the red-robed priest on the opposite side to think of it. He had never even seen a pistol.

The golden mask on his face was torn open by a bullet, but bullets did not pose much threat to the red-robed priest who had already turned into a corpse.

After all, he was already dead, and ordinary bullets alone could not kill him a second time.

Xia He naturally saw it too, so she said, "This thing doesn't seem to be afraid of bullets. Wuling, how about it? Do you want to practice, or should I give this 'senior' something better?"

Zhang Wuling quickly said, "Senior, you should save your ammunition for now. We haven't reached our final destination yet, so use it sparingly!"

Xia He glanced at someone, obviously understanding what he meant, so she put away the gun, touched her hair, and smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Lu Lin said, "Um, do you need our help?"

"You two... go to the side. Wait for the right opportunity and do it shady. Don't be impulsive."

Lu Lin and Feng Xingtong looked at each other and nodded, "I understand."

The two of them scurried over to the side, raised their hands, and shouted, "Come on, bossヾ(?°?°?)??!"

Zhang Wuling: “…”

"Ho!"

On the opposite side, the red-robed priest was shot and was obviously a little angry.

He just raised his hands, and the fire instantly gathered in the air and turned into a big fireball, like a sun.

The red priest growled and threw a huge fireball over.

Zhang Wuling stood still, his lips curled slightly, facing the incoming fireball, and pointed his hand forward like a sword.

Danjian·Immortal Pointing the Way!

The sword light flashed and instantly cut the fireball into two halves.

But at this moment, the red-robed priest took the opportunity to rush to Zhang Wuling and grabbed his chest with his sharp claws.

"Great! You actually chose to fight me in close combat!"

Zhang Wuling was amused. He stepped back slightly to avoid the claw attack of the red-robed priest, but at the same time he raised his left hand and slapped the red-robed priest in the face.

Suddenly, the red-robed priest flipped over and was knocked to the ground by a slap.

Anyone who fought Zhang Wuling in close combat, except the old Taoist priest, was beaten badly.

Therefore, even within the Scavengers, every time they were going to practice against Zhang Wuling, everyone would try their best to fly kites.

There's no way, I really don't have the courage to get close!

As soon as you get close, the slap will be like a rule skill, and you can't avoid it at all.

People like Clarinet and Ding Shimaan who like close combat are always in tears when they get beaten.

"Here he comes, the ancient Greek god of slaps!" Feng Xingtong applauded and cheered.

Lu Lin was a little embarrassed, but she felt that it would be bad if she did nothing, so she also joined in the atmosphere creation.

"The Taoist priest's strength is really getting stronger and stronger, it's hard for people to catch up with him!"

After being knocked to the ground, the red-robed priest clapped his hands and immediately stood up from the ground.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the red-robed priest swung his claws, creating flames at the same time.

Zhang Wuling dodged the two claws easily, raised his foot and kicked the red-robed priest right in the chest.

The kick was so powerful that it sent the red-robed priest flying to the other side and even knocked down several thick stone pillars.

"That's it?"

Zhang Wuling put down his foot and waved to the red-robed priest opposite him.

"If this is all you can do, I'll kill you with my next blow."

I don’t know if he really understood it, but the red-robed priest was lying in the rubble. After a few seconds of silence, he stood up straight.

This time, the red-robed priest did not show any anger. On the contrary, the eyes under the mask were extremely cold.

"Hmm?" Zhang Wuling frowned slightly. For some reason, the other party suddenly made him feel a little dangerous.

Dang clang——

Two golden bracelets suddenly fell out from the red priest's robe and onto his wrists.

The bracelet looked beautiful with its intricate carvings, but it still looked plain.

After all, as long as you have money, it is not difficult to buy a pair of bracelets like this from outside.

Zhang Wuling didn't think much about it at first, and just thought it was the burial object of the red-robed priest.

But he was immediately dumbfounded.

The bracelet on the red priest's wrist suddenly grew larger, and at the same time, red flames emerged from the bracelet and rotated at high speed.

An ordinary gold bracelet turned into a flaming bracelet in an instant. Even a fool could understand that this thing was not a burial object, but a magic weapon.

The red priest reached out and grabbed the fire bracelets, throwing one of them over.

Zhang Wuling wanted to take it and test its power, but his heart suddenly palpitated, so he immediately dodged to the side.

The fire bracelet passed by, giving the soul a burning sensation, which was very uncomfortable.

"What kind of fire is this?" Zhang Wuling was curious and alert at the same time.

With his current strength, there are few things worth his fear.

However, the fire bracelet in front of him did make him feel fearful. His intuition told him that this fire was very complicated. If he faced it head-on, the outcome would definitely not be good.

At the same time, the red priest rushed over holding another fire bracelet.

Zhang Wuling stared at the fire bracelet without daring to be careless. He stepped back and at the same time pointed his sword, shooting out another sword energy.

When the red-robed priest saw the sword energy coming, he immediately hit it with his fire bracelet.

The invincible sword energy was actually shattered by the fire bracelet!

The key is that the fire bracelet was not damaged at all!

Was Zhang Wuling surprised? He was surprised.

Is Zhang Wuling depressed? He is not depressed at all.

On the contrary, Zhang Wuling's eyes lit up and rolled around, as if he was planning something bad.

That expression was similar to the one Feng Baobao had when she saw the pearl treasure.

It was obvious that Zhang Wuling was eyeing the fire bracelet on the red-robed priest's hand.

The reason is very simple. With his current level of cultivation, not any magic weapon can withstand the sword energy of the Dan Sword without any harm.

He had tried this with Ma Xianhong before, and he could easily destroy most of the magical weapons that the other party had made using the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

And it wasn't any magic that was used, it was just pure physical strength.

Zhang Wuling can still remember the look of doubt on Ma Xianhong's face when he smashed his black battle armor into pieces with a single slap.

You have to know that it is a magic weapon refined by the divine machine hundreds of times, and its quality far exceeds that of ordinary weapon refiners.

But in Zhang Wuling's hands, it had no effect at all. He simply used his life and cultivation to crush his opponent.

But today, even though he used the Dan Sword, the fire bracelet remained intact. How could one not be curious?

My baby! My good baby!

My previous divination was indeed correct. As long as I keep moving forward, I will definitely reap rich rewards.

At this moment, the red-robed priest opened his hand, and one of the fire bracelets immediately flew into the air and expanded to a width of more than ten meters in diameter.

"Wow—"

A loud cry came from the fire bracelet, and the heat swept in all directions, making people feel suffocated.