"Whirlwind!"
Wang Cheng almost said "fuck", Dahan could actually use Bai Hu's "Eleven Cuts with the Golden Sword".
As if seeing the surprise in Wang Cheng's heart, the old man Yintong smiled and said: "Little bastard, do you think I am just a naughty boy with no strength to restrain a chicken? I will kill you today with your best martial arts skills. !”
White Tiger is a clone he refined. He will naturally know the moves that White Tiger knows, and Dahan is also controlled by him. Of course, Dahan will also know what he knows.
It was too late, but soon, a powerful whirlwind formed almost in the blink of an eye and headed straight for Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng even took Bai Hu's "Whirlwind" by force, so he was naturally not afraid of this "Whirlwind" that was several sizes too small. Even if he doesn't try to catch it head-on, he can still avoid it with his body skills.
But at this moment, he found that he could not move. An invisible force suppressed him, like an iron chain binding him tightly.
"Psychic power?"
Wang Cheng's face was solemn. Old Man Yintong had reached the out-of-body realm more than a hundred years ago. He was equipped with ghost magic and could kill people invisible.
"Kaka!"
The weeds and gravel on the ground turned into powder in an instant, unable to withstand the powerful sword energy contained in the whirlwind.
Wang Cheng couldn't move at all. He shrank his abdomen, took a deep breath, and quickly mobilized the energy and blood in his body.
There was a lot of fire in his heart, which was the fire of the five poisons consisting of anger, hatred, resentment, annoyance, and annoyance. It was a fire that could not be released after being held in for a long time.
At this moment, the fire finally broke out!
His heart was like an engine, and blood suddenly erupted from it.
"boom!!"
An extremely powerful aura erupted from his body, and all the restrictions disappeared in an instant.
The old man Yintong was stunned. The spell he cast was actually broken so easily? !
If it was broken by a martial arts master, he would still understand that a warrior in the Qi and Blood realm could break it. This was really unbelievable.
"Could it be that...this little bastard broke the boundaries?" He was shocked.
The Qi and Blood Realm is an extremely special realm, because this realm is related to the future training direction of the warrior. To become an ancient warrior, you will focus on physical training, and to become a breakthrough martial artist, you will focus on Qi training.
This is why ancient warriors with a small amount of Qi and blood can compete with martial arts masters. Ancient warriors with great Qi and blood are not inferior to first-class martial arts. Ancient warriors with perfect Qi and blood can already compete with martial arts masters.
The spells used by monks like him in the late stage of the Out-of-body Realm can trap the newly formed martial arts master, but now even Wang Cheng can't control it. Wang Cheng must have broken the boundaries of blood inheritance.
Seeing that the whirlwind was getting closer and closer, Wang Cheng habitually touched his crotch, but he touched the unbladed black sword, which was left by his teacher Zhang Xiaosheng and he always kept it with him.
So he pulled out the black sword and at the same time retreated into the air. Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, it was like holding a gun, and directly fired the "crossing mountains and rivers" in Mu Wang's marksmanship.
Although the black sword is only one meter long, its powerful force creates an extremely strong air flow, which is almost a substantial force wind, three or four meters long.
"boom!!"
The strong wind struck the whirlwind, and the whirlwind formed by the sword energy came to an abrupt end.
A figure flew out upside down, holding a black Yan Yue knife in his hand. It was Dahan.
He fell like a scarecrow more than ten meters away, and a large human-shaped pit was created on the ground. After a while, he was unable to climb out of the pit.
Wang Cheng stepped back a few steps, his hand holding the black sword a little unsteady, but his breath was still stable, not as weak as before in Ninghou's mansion.
He looked up at the old man Yintong hanging in the air, and roared out "Wuthering Mountain Forest" again.
Nearly twenty meters away, Old Yintong still felt a powerful sound wave forcefully pouring into his ears. He couldn't help but listen, and he couldn't prevent it.
He had suffered a sonic attack before, and this was the second time. He felt dizzy, staggered and almost fell from the air.
By the time his brain almost returned to normal, Wang Cheng was already two to three hundred meters away.
Sure enough, just as Wang Cheng thought, he followed the thick smoke and ran for about five or six hundred meters before he broke out of the water-like barrier.
The sky is bright, a red sun has passed over the treetops, and the air has become hot.
The front is no longer white, like a mist. There are birds flying among the undulating mountains, and a few pedestrians coming here can be vaguely seen on the official road.
Wang Cheng did not follow the official route and went directly into another nearby mountain.
The old man Yintong turned into a stream of light, much faster than Wang Cheng, but by the time he arrived at the mountain, Wang Cheng had already been in the mountain for a while.
"Little bastard, do you think you can't find me if you hide here?"
The old man Yintong sneered, covered his eyes with his sword fingers, and shouted: "Ghost eyes, open!"
I saw that his eyes gradually lost the whites of their eyes and became pitch black. If you look closely, it seemed that he had lost his eyes and only had a pair of eye sockets left.
At the same time, everything in front of him changed drastically in his eyes.
All creatures and scenery seem to have returned to their original colors, only black and white, but extremely clear, like a static painting. Even the slightest movement in the painting can be seen clearly.
Suddenly, Old Man Yintong's eyes focused on a few small trees that were close together.
He quickly stretched out his index finger and pointed at the small trees. A black light flashed, and a black chain appeared out of thin air and tied something under the small trees tightly.
"Whoosh!!"
He made a casual move, and the black chain tied with a black gown flew into the air.
nobody! !
He took the black gown in his hand and turned it left and right. It turned out that no one was there. He was so angry that he tore the black gown into pieces.
Got fooled!
He was actually fooled!
Wang Cheng's leaving this piece of clothing was obviously a "cover-up" to hold him back.
"You bastard! When I catch you, I will cut you into pieces!"
After roaring angrily, he disappeared here. After a few flashes, he disappeared.
However, after a few minutes, he came back and landed directly into the woods.
He walked to the place where Wang Cheng had thrown his clothes, and then cautiously walked around.
After walking a few dozen meters to the west, he suddenly jumped into the air with his feet hollowed out.
Below is a medium-sized pit. It is an old pit, but there are obviously many more leaves and weeds around it than in other places. The most conspicuous thing is that there are new scratches near the old pit.
The old man Yintong could not have imagined that Wang Cheng must have thrown down his clothes first as a "cover-up" and hid in the pit himself. After he actually left, Wang Cheng showed up and continued to run away.
It turns out that it was just what he thought it was, but in fact it was not what he thought it was!
"Little bastard!"
The old man Yintong gritted his teeth. After living for more than two hundred years, he was fooled around by a twenty-year-old junior. He had lived for so many years in vain.
But now is not the time for him to get angry. How to find and catch the person is the most important thing.
what to do?
After being delayed for such a long time, Wang Cheng no longer knew where he had fled. How could he find him on his own?
Is it really necessary to send news back and ask Ninghou Mansion to send more masters to arrest him?
In fact, the old man Yintong did not report the discovery of Wang Cheng back to Ninghou Mansion, because Wang Cheng still had another cult-suppressing treasure of the Three Corpses Sect in his body - the Soul-Eating Pearl, and he wanted to get this thing back. , naturally do not want to be known by others.
He thought for a moment, but finally decided not to send the news to Ninghou Mansion. With a gritted teeth, he made a decision.
I saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground. He suddenly bit his index finger, and then used the bloody index finger to draw a circle on his forehead, and then dotted a little bit in the circle, like an eye.
He closed his eyes, looked solemn, made a seal with his hand, and said in his mouth: "Nine Nether Yin spirits, gods and demons in the sky, heaven and earth, darkness will last forever, and all things in the world should be sacrificed to me..."
This technique is the "Soul-Eating Technique", and it is this technique that the successive leaders of the Three Corpses Sect have relied on to devour people's souls.
As everyone knows, this magic formula and the Soul-Eating Bead are integrated. The Soul-Eating Bead can devour souls through the "Soul-Eating Technique". Of course, the "Soul-Eating Technique" can also activate the Soul-Eating Bead.
This is why the old man Yintong has lost the Soul-Eating Pearl for so long, and he is not anxious at all, because with the "Soul-Eating Technique" and the secret method left by the Three Corpses Cult, he can always find it back.
But now he can't wait any longer. If Wang Cheng can successfully escape this time, he will definitely not come back again. In another year and a half, he will never be able to find him again.
As the magic formula was recited silently, the eyes drawn with blood actually moved, and the highlighted dots rolled like eyeballs, and then shot out a streak of blood.
This bloody light went straight to the sky, like an aurora, and disappeared in an instant!
More than ten miles away.
Wang Cheng, wearing a raincoat made of leaves and weeds, was moving quickly through a mountain forest.
Suddenly, a bloody light shot from behind him and hit him in the back of the head.
Wang Cheng stumbled, lying on the ground, and suddenly held his head with both hands.
pain!
A splitting headache!
It seemed like something was coming out of my head, like a surgeon performing a craniotomy while the patient was awake. The pain was unbearable.
In fact, something was really going to come out of his head, and the Soul-Eating Pearl was shaking violently, and was about to burst out of his skull.
Wang Cheng, who had undergone rigorous training, could not bear the severe pain. He howled in pain and rolled on the ground in pain.
Unable to bear it anymore, he held his head and smashed it on the ground or against a tree to relieve the pain.
His brain calmed down a little, and he immediately realized that the sudden riot in the Soul-Eating Pearl must be related to the old man Yintong.
He didn't dare to stay here anymore, so he continued to run away despite the pain in his head.
On the other side, the old man Yintong finally opened his eyes, and then a bloody sword spurted out.
Using this secret method comes at the cost of essence and blood, which not only consumes one's cultivation, but also consumes one's lifespan.
However, the old man Yintong had a smile on his face and said grimly: "Little bastard, I finally found you!"
He jumped up from the ground and turned into a stream of light again, and the direction was exactly the direction Wang Cheng fled.
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