The small and sparkling flying sword, exuding a bright and shrinking pink sheen, hung two feet away from the vines. It did not attack immediately. Zhang Wenfeng, covered in mud and filth, stood on the cobblestones by the creek, holding the sword in his right hand. Touch the ground.
He made a sword gesture with his left hand and pointed at the flying sword, his eyes calm and indifferent.
The shaman warrior man immediately did not dare to move. There were seventeen or eighty feet between them, and they were also more than ten feet away from the vines.
Even if he pounced, he wouldn't be able to kill the kid with just one punch.
This guy who is a Taoist swordsman is very difficult to deal with. Even if he is only in the Huaqi Realm, he can still fight with him in a few close combat moves.
That kid tried his best to kill the trapped Witch Chan with his flying sword, but he really didn't retreat.
The man stopped on the branch, gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to kill the Witch Toad, I will kill you! No one can save you!"
He waved and took the six-foot hunting fork that was knocked aside by the sword into his hand.
Zhang Wenfeng stepped on the stream and slowly retreated to the west, saying: "It depends on whether your fist is faster or my flying sword is faster. You can try it!" He could not be more calm.
Threatening the toad with a flying sword and trying to cut off the opponent's escape route was his only chance of survival at this time.
He had already seen Yun Qiuhe falling from the sky, and he sighed in his heart. Why was the patrolman always late when he was supposed to come?
Yun Qiuhe's ability could not stop this powerful witch warrior.
With the help of the "Green Light Reflection Spell", he withstood the sudden and heavy blow from the hunting fork.
His lungs were injured by the shock, and his protective powers collapsed. Fortunately, he was wearing a dust-cleansing robe and inner armor, so the injury was not serious. If the man were to attack with a flying cross again, he would probably be unable to withstand it.
The most troublesome thing is that he can't control the flying sword, and his consciousness is almost exhausted. Through actual combat trials, he clearly knows that the time he can control the Taomu Flying Sword is about half a word (two and a half minutes). At present, He had no choice but to bluff, hold the flying sword in the air, and use an empty city strategy to threaten the opponent from taking action against him.
Use vines to trap the earth-burrowing witch toad, and fight against the witch toad's struggle and poisonous mist corrosion, consuming Yuan Qi all the time.
Now he is strong on the outside and strong on the inside, and his bottom is almost exposed.
On the other side, Yue Anyan was one step ahead of his second senior brother and rushed to the viewer's side.
She also saw Yun Qiuhe coming, and without saying a word, he whipped out four small jade flags from his sleeves and planted them three feet away, just covering the creek.
The Liangyi Water Transformation Formation creates mist when it encounters water. This is the first water-formation formation that Yue Anyan has learned.
She used the clumsy jade from the Houshan Hall, consulted Master Yun repeatedly, and spent a lot of materials to refine three sets of formation flags that could be carried around. In Yun Qiuhe's words, she had never seen such a prodigal woman.
Of course, Yue Anyan laughed off Yun Shangren's teasing, and she had to have protective measures at her side.
She made a secret with her left hand and waved her right hand, and four small jade flags were thrown on the ground, and she arranged a reverse two-yi water formation, expanding the range of the formation forward and backward, one forward and one reverse, complementing each other, and the mist expanded to six Husband.
During this time, she didn't even glance at the man dressed as an Orion in the sky.
She just does her own thing, looking focused and serious.
The stream seemed to come alive, trickling up the bank. This was the magic of the formation's use of force.
The man of the witch warrior cast a rat weapon, and saw the mist covering the Taoist priest's waist. He thought again and again, stepped on his foot, and rushed towards the direction of the witch toad where the poisonous mist was corroding the vines and making a "chichi" sound. He was gradually approaching from the east. A woman in this state didn't pay any attention to her.
At the critical moment, he chose to safely save his life, hoping that it would be too late.
The flying sword buzzed and trembled, then flew at an unpleasant speed towards the place where the mist formed in the stream.
The man was relieved, thinking that the boy knew the current affairs and did not dare to do anything.
Yun Qiuhe was also surprised when she saw the delicate flying sword in the air. Zhang Guanzhu's trump cards refreshed her knowledge time and time again. She had a profound foundation in the Immortal Spirit Guan. When she saw the man's movements, she slashed the magic formula held in her left hand. After hitting it, the cold mist quickly condensed into countless ice crystals in the air, and the fist-sized roar hit the trapped Witch Toad.
She understood the key point at a glance, why didn't she take the opportunity to add insult to injury?
The witch cultivators who have lost their witch beasts are like rats crossing the street and will be beaten to death sooner or later if their whereabouts are exposed in Da'an territory.
"He is a witch warrior, be careful..."
Zhang Wenfeng reminded loudly, speaking in such a hurry that he couldn't help but bend over and cough.
Yue Anyan quickly waved his hand to form a formation, and the fog rose with the water, instantly covering the entire area in mist.
The small mahogany sword flew into the mist. As Zhang Wenfeng bent down, he lost control and fell to the ground. Yue Anyan hurriedly reached out to catch the beautiful flying sword. The second senior brother ran into the mist from the west.
The two of them supported the viewer who was coughing uncontrollably, with a trace of worry on their faces.
The man who was a witch warrior stood in front of Wu Chan and glanced at the mist stream where coughs were coming from. He was a little annoyed. That boy was so cunning. He was deceived by that boy again. Otherwise, he would have been killed with one blow and Wu Chan would have been able to escape. .
He waved his hand and threw the hunting fork hard at Yun Qiuhe, who was twenty feet away.
Two fists were raised, and a strong wind of fist shadow was stirred up, smashing the ice crystals into pieces and scattering them.
Yun Qiuhe was so aware that he flew to a high place and shook out a jade bracelet from his wrist.
The jade bracelet turned into a water curtain, thin and transparent, and seemed to be extremely weak. "Pfft", the hunting fork failed to penetrate completely with one blow, and was quickly wrapped and tightly wrapped by the water curtain. It gradually lost speed and was trapped in the air, unable to move.
This was a treasure specially sent to her by her master. Yun Qiuhe was very satisfied. The senior brother saw her injured last time, so he beat around the bush and told her master in a letter, thinking that she didn't know.
He grabbed a handful of talismans in his hand, flew close to him, and smashed them over the head of the shaman warrior who tore off the vines one by one.
Last time she had a desperate fight with two second-level sorcerers, she had some experience in dealing with them.
She would not think that she could deal with this second-level shaman warrior by herself.
She was self-aware, and it was impossible to take any more risks. She had to guard against getting too close and being hit by the opponent's counterattack. Her target was still the huge disgusting toad that was stabbed with vine barbs and was bloody and bloody, and its body was covered in pimples, pus, and smoke.
The man had no choice but to stop and turn around. He raised his two fists, rolled up the fist wind, and opened the talisman to unleash attacks such as flames, rock thorns, and ice thorns. These crappy things were completely useless to him.
However, a small gash was opened in Wu Chan's lower jaw, penetrating from the side. It was a wound caused by a flying sword. The situation was not optimistic.
The blood flow stopped, the Witch Toad suffered heavy injuries, and its protection was severely weakened. The thorns and iron wire vines tied horizontally and vertically on the Witch Toad's body were bitten into the skin and flesh by their curved hooks.
There were so many that he had to tear off the vines one by one, which was very troublesome.
Fortunately, with the boy's injury, the thorn-barbed wire vines became loose and withered a lot.
In Wuchan's current state, he could no longer withstand the attack of such a large number of low-level talismans.
Just as the attack that broke out from the talisman collapsed, the ground suddenly shook, and several ground thorns slammed forward.
Yun Qiuhe, who was good at everything, used the talisman explosion as a cover to secretly make secrets and launch earth attacks from the ground. She had been with Guanzhu Zhang for a long time, and she knew how to play dirty tricks without any teacher.
The Witch Toad was lying on the ground, and its fragile abdomen was suddenly hit hard. The pain caused it to jump up to eight feet high with a "croak" sound, and then fell heavily. The remaining vines on its body were stretched and scattered, and the feet and feet were broken, even if there were hooks and thorns hanging on them. , and it won’t have any impact on it.
However, the two new small bowl-sized blood holes on its belly made its injuries worse.
Blood gushed out and flowed downwards, looking really miserable.
"hateful!"
The shaman cultivator was furious. How could Wu Chan escape when he was ready to die?
His escape route was completely gone.
With a kick of his feet, the man jumped into the air and chased after Yun Qiuhe who was the first to flee towards the north. He was really angry with him. This mission was extremely frustrating!
Whether he can go back alive is very uncertain!
Zhang Wenfeng took out a healing elixir and a Qingqi elixir. No matter which medicine was poisonous, he swallowed it in one gulp. He took the small flying sword that Yue Anyan handed him, inserted it into the hole reserved in the black cloth bag and put it into the bottle.
Straightening out the breath, activating the remaining Yuan Qi in the body, seizing the time to absorb the power of the medicine, while shouting:
"Lv Zijin, do you want me?"
About a hundred feet away in the south, a strong donkey brayed in response.
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