Chapter 2: Opening the Spiritual Pill

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The space in front was small. Ghost Claw carefully put down the long knife and used his left hand to pull out the bear claw knife from his waist. He raised his right hand and placed it in front of his chest. It is very dangerous to use a long knife at close range, especially in an environment with crisscrossing branches. , holding a claw knife, can fight well at close range and kill opponents.

Although this mission was a surprise attack on the opponent, the employer's requirement was to control the target person alive. Furthermore, the opponent's escort team was obviously experienced, and the target person was evacuated by the escort in time.

After chasing all the way here, Feng Bin and Wang Hua missed each other and were quietly knocked down by their opponents. Now only the team leader Shi Fo and himself are left.

The two sides have been fighting until now. What makes Gui Zhao most depressed is that it is still unclear how many guards are around the target. Shi Fo judged that there is only one left, but the current situation makes Gui Zhao murmur that there should be more than one.



Ye Ling'er hid tightly in a narrow rock crevice, her sky blue dress clinging to the rock wall, completely ignoring that her favorite dress was covered in dust.

The tall body was trembling, and the slender white hands tightly grasped a small white jade bottle at the waist of the dress, which contained a magic pill.

Ye Ling'er's grandfather, Ye Yong, was once an outer sect disciple at the seventh level of Qi training in Jiange. Unfortunately, he died during a sect mission to hunt down demon cultivators.

Although the task was not completed, there was hard work without credit. According to the rules of Jiange, Ye Yong's descendants can get a spirit-opening pill, which is regarded as a reward from Jiange to his disciples.

Spirit-opening pills are extremely precious to mortals. Among all living beings in the world, there is only one mortal with spiritual roots. If a person with spiritual roots has the opportunity to eat one, he will develop his spiritual roots and become an immortal cultivator.

Heaven is ruthless, and many people with spiritual roots have no chance to obtain the spiritual elixir throughout their lives, and will turn into a handful of loess after a hundred years.

A few light footsteps came, and Ye Ling'er turned around suddenly and saw that her guard captain Bu Ying had returned unharmed. She couldn't wait to ask in a low voice: "Captain Bu Ying, are there any enemies?"

"One has been solved, and there are two more. They are not far away from us!" Bu Ying replied with a calm expression.

"But a passerby..." Bu Ying was about to say, but thought that saying more would make Ye Ling'er's psychology even more volatile, so he didn't say any more.

Ye Ling'er has lived in a privileged and pampered environment since she was a child. When did she encounter such an attack, her heart was on the verge of collapse. It was only because of Bu Ying's calm and confident temperament that she persisted until now.

"Change another place, it's no longer safe here!"

Bu Ying said as he moved Ye Ling'er. This place was too close to the opponent he had just eliminated. Although he was not afraid of the opponent, the object he was protecting was too weak.

When it is not clear whether the other party kills the target or kidnaps the target, the target of protection cannot be allowed to take risks. Competitiveness and showdown are not in line with the operational principles of the escort team.

Only when the protected objects are evacuated safely can the final victory be achieved. When he first entered this industry, the leading master told Bu Ying that this should always be kept in mind. On this basis, the smaller the casualties, the better.

Withdrawing all the way, the tactical purpose of the other team members was to fully cover the captain and Ye Ling'er's evacuation.

Among them, the inner guard is usually the member with the strongest comprehensive strength in the escort team, who personally protects the protected object, but it is not necessarily the captain of the escort team. Of course, there are also some escort teams whose captains are also inner guards, such as the Mountain Eagle Guards, where both the captain and the inner guards are foot eagles.

The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered. There are only six Mountain Eagle Guards and there are eleven enemies. When being attacked by a sneak attack, it is very important to accurately judge the direction of the attack, the enemy's firepower deployment, the number of enemies and their equipment. Only good talent and multiple training practices can slowly master it.

Ordinary people always panic when they are attacked, and then make wrong judgments and decisions, and the results must be tragic!



Lin Feng supported the arm-thick dead branch next to him, stood up slowly, moved his neck slightly, and immediately gasped in pain.

Fortunately, his neck was not broken by the kick. Although the opponent's sweeping leg was powerful and heavy, it did not completely hit the neck. The impact point was slightly upward, and Lin Feng's head was also hit.

I don’t know whether it’s because poor people have a tough life, or because of Lin Feng’s hard training, or because his skull is particularly strong. The result is that Lin Feng was lucky enough to save his life. In more than ten years, this was the closest to death. In a daze, Lin Feng saw the impermanence of his life. Standing in front of him, cold and ferocious, making people shudder!

The intense pain in his head and neck was not what Lin Feng cared about the most. What made him extremely embarrassed and angry was that he was knocked to the ground without any resistance in the opponent's hands before he could survive the last round.

Almost two years ago, Lin Feng used his only savings to train and study at the Long Yuan Martial Arts Hall in order to escape from the life of collecting herbs and hunting in the mountains.

After nearly two years of hard training, Lin Feng has steadily risen to the top among the apprentices in the martial arts school. This is the only consolation in the boring and hard life.

However, after two years of hard-earned martial arts training, when he really needed to use it, he could not persist for two seconds. Lin Feng even wondered whether the master who taught him martial arts was a donkey dung egg with a superficial appearance and no level at all. If you don't see any use, you are wasting your time and money.

To be fair, Lin Feng actually wronged that martial artist. The other party was a genuine first-class martial artist. He worked hard when training Lin Feng. Lin Feng's training effect was considered top-notch among all apprentices.

But there are always exceptions. This time he met a first-class master who was proficient in unarmed combat and had rich experience. He could seize Lin Feng's flaw and defeat him in an instant.

In actual combat, Lin Feng is a complete novice. What he doesn't know is that there may be a huge difference in strength between winning with one move and losing with one move, but it may also be just a small difference.

If the time and place were changed, and the identities of the attacker and the attacked party were exchanged, the result might be different!

Normal training is one kind of ability, but performing on the spot is another kind of ability.



Shi Buddha carefully turned around a thorn bush and fixed his gaze on a long and narrow rock crevice in front of him. Although he couldn't see the figure of the other party, there was a trace of shadow, like a woman wearing earrings on her ears.

Judging this, Shi Fo carefully held the knife with both hands in a low position, and slowly touched it. The other party seemed to be aware of it, and the remaining figure hurriedly disappeared into the rock crevice.

"Could it be that the other party's guard hid the target here, but went alone to deal with the other chasing enemies?" A thought flashed through Shi Fo's mind, and then he coldly snorted in his heart: "It seems that the psychological quality of the person you are protecting is not good. , hiding is not that good!”

The moment he turned around the entrance of the passage, Shi Fo raised his knife and pointed at the target. What caught his eye was a stunning woman with a frightened face. She was the target of this mission. Before accepting the mission, Shi Fo had seen the portrait, remembered the other person's appearance and It was quickly recognized that this was professionalism.

He didn't allow him to think too much. At the same time, the front end of a branch broke, and a jagged branch suddenly swept towards the stone Buddha's head.

The sound of "Woo..." showed that the wind was full of force. Shifo's legs instinctively bent downwards and dived three feet, and the branches scratched against his scalp.

"Not good." Shi Buddha, who had dodged the blow, did not relax. His intuition told him that someone was approaching. At this moment, Shi Buddha used his hips as an axis like lightning, turned right and slammed the knife handle diagonally backward.

With a "bang" sound, a huge rebound force was transmitted. Shi Fo did not rush to see where the knife handle hit the opponent. Following the rebound force, he rotated with his left foot as the fulcrum, turned around and stabbed straight with the knife, all in one go.