"You old man, who are you calling a wild mandarin duck?! I have to tie you up today and use a shoehorn to make you a new man!" Zhao Yisu cursed, pointing to the sky, as if he would fight to the death.
"You damn duck has a tough mouth and you'll risk your life!"
Several spells were fired from the sea of clouds at the same time, and Zhao Yisu pushed Jiang Yunchen out with his backhand: "Boss, you are great, I leave this to you."
After saying that, he ran faster than a rabbit, leaving an afterimage in the void that disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.
"Ha..." Jiang Yunchen sighed helplessly and fondly. When he raised his head again, the white silk in his palm was wrapped in the power of thunder and turned into a whip with golden light.
He gently raised his hand, and the golden whip shot up into the sky, dancing in a very beautiful arc, blocking all the spells.
"Eh? Is this the divine weapon you have?"
The evil cultivator hid in the clouds and observed the golden whip.
He was hiding in the barren mountains to practice, and sensed the existence of two artifacts. One was the wind on Zhao Yisu's feet, and the other should have come from this male cultivator.
It's just that this male cultivator hardly made any moves. He just used white silk once. But no matter how you look at it, that white silk is just an ordinary mortal fabric. Why did it suddenly turn into golden light? Could it be that this artifact has the effect of hiding itself?
In fact, the other artifact that the evil cultivator first perceived was Jiang Yunchen's spiritual cup, but now he was just confused by Jiang Yunchen's golden whip.
This was not the first time Jiang Yunchen met him. He knew that he was not afraid of magical weapons, but ordinary spells were effective.
Now he is holding this golden whip in his hand, silently calculating in his heart. In fact, like Zhao Yisu, he did not recover much spiritual power after the spiritual sea was widened, so he could only fight quickly.
While thinking, the evil cultivator's spell fell in front of him.
Jiang Yunchen controlled the golden whip again and blocked the opponent's technique. He waved his whip sharply and decisively, and the ups and downs of his gestures were very distinctive, which made the evil cultivator in the sea of clouds stunned for a moment.
"Eh...?" I always felt like I had seen this whip-waving gesture somewhere.
However, Jiang Yunchen didn't give him a chance to think too much. He had already used the opponent's two shots to locate the location where the evil cultivator was hiding in the sea of clouds, and took the initiative to attack!
The golden whip wrapped with lightning swept the evil cultivator's arm, and a heartbreaking pain hit him. The evil cultivator lowered his head and saw that the lightning left a snake-shaped mark on his right arm.
Xie Xiu felt excited in his heart and suddenly pulled up his left sleeve. There is an old scar on the left arm, which is also snake-shaped, but much larger than the one on the right arm. It runs vertically through the entire forearm. Looking at the scar, it must be serious.
The evil cultivator no longer cared about controlling his puppet. He hid in the sea of clouds stupidly and stared at the two scars. His eyes widened as he looked at them, and his legs shook more and more. Peeing his pants.
There was suddenly no movement in the sea of clouds. Zhao Yisu, who was hiding not far away and was trying hard to recover his spiritual energy, could not help but prick up his ears: "What's going on? Jiang Yunchen won't be beaten to death so quickly, right? Just hold on for one minute?" said He also lit up his fortune chart and found that Jiang Yunchen was fine, and he suddenly became puzzled.
Jiang Yunchen was also confused here. After his spiritual consciousness dispersed, he couldn't find anyone in the sea of clouds.
This sixth-grade evil cultivator is very good at disguise. It can be said that he is so evil that he goes everywhere to steal magic weapons. He only relies on his ability to hide to survive until now...
Jiang Yunchen's consciousness went out to search for a few times, only to see the puppet that had lost control of its master and stood there stupidly in the sea of clouds.
That guy wouldn't leave his puppet behind and run away, right?
Suddenly a voice came from the sea of clouds. The evil cultivator's voice was trembling, and he could no longer listen to his words: "You, you, you... Canglan Lord, who are you, you, you, you?"
The corner of Jiang Yunchen's mouth suddenly twitched: "It's rare that someone still remembers it after so long."
The voice shook even more, but it was obviously afraid of being seen through, so it silently changed its position, so the source of the voice became farther away: "You, you, you... you, you, what do you mean? You, you, you say Understand... point..."
"There's so much nonsense." Jiang Yunchen's eyes darkened, he locked the position of his opponent again, and struck out into the sea of clouds with another whip!
"Ah——!!!" This time came the scream of the evil cultivator.
The sound was so pitiful that Jiang Yunchen was startled.
He is only a fifth-level Dzogchen. Even if he whips him out with all his strength, he won't be able to make a sixth-level person scream so sadly... right?
In fact, he hit the evil cultivator on the calf with the whip, and the reason why the evil cultivator screamed so miserably was because the area covered by the whip was large enough, and the scars left behind were clearer, clearly similar to the old ones on his left arm. The wound was the same serpentine shape.
The moment he saw it, the evil cultivator burst out with a shrill scream, and in the blink of an eye, he fled madly into the sea of clouds, took his puppet with him, and disappeared without a trace.
When Zhao Yisu heard the screams and rushed over, the only person left at the scene was Jiang Yunchen, whose face was covered with blood.
The hair on Zhao Yisu's body stood up, and the fire shield in his hand quickly stood in front of Jiang Yunchen, protecting him behind him: "He beat you so badly?"
After saying that, he yelled in the air: "You old and immortal thing, you have the ability..."
"Stop." Jiang Yunchen stopped her and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face: "He ran away. You just hit me on the ground when you hugged me."
Zhao Yisu: "Ha..." If you look closely, it turns out that it is all coming from the wound on the forehead... Ahem.
"Run away? Where is the sixth grade? So cowardly?" she said awkwardly.
Jiang Yunchen raised his eyes and looked at her: "I'm not afraid of you."
Zhao Yisu: "I have run out of spiritual power, so I can't be strong. I must let you go up first. I will go to the side to absorb more spiritual power and then come back to save you? So the evil cultivator ran away? Didn't he leave any trace before running away? How about some storage bags, spiritual stones and magic weapons?"
Jiang Yunchen casually picked up the corner of her sleeve and wiped the blood on his face, and said: "Four and a half million is not enough for you? Where are the spiritual stones you earned? Why don't you use them to replenish your spiritual power?" Any magical weapon is inferior to It is faster to directly absorb high-grade spiritual stones. There is nothing wrong with this method except that it is more expensive.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yisu said with a slumped face: "It's all spent."
Jiang Yunchen, who clearly didn't believe it, said: "..." He had never seen a female cultivator who wanted money rather than her life like this!
"Why are you wiping your face with my sleeve, tsk." Zhao Yisu pulled back the sleeve that was grabbed by him, swept around the ground with his consciousness, and picked up the two hidden darts left by the evil cultivator.
Jiang Yunchen: "What about you? Are you picking up trash too?"
Zhao Yisu: "I'll take it back and ask around. Maybe someone knows him?"
She turned over and over to look at the two hidden darts. The darts were triangular and heavy. She thought they were made of good materials. Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a kind of dark pattern on the darts.
Jiang Yunchen took her wrist, raised the secret dart to his eyes and observed it for a moment: "This is not his, this is something belonging to the Tianxing Alliance."
"How come the things belonging to the Tianxing Alliance are in his hands?" Zhao Yisu answered by himself after saying this: "Robbing them? No, go back to Zhangxing City and ask around. Someone in the Tianxing Alliance may have had trouble!"
