Battle scene.
Yun Haitang relied on his excellent ice spells to continuously deliver attacks.
escape?
I'm afraid I can't escape.
beat?
Can't beat it.
Yun Haitang could feel that his spiritual power was passing away rapidly, and he would be defeated sooner or later if he continued like this. She was prepared for the worst, and in the worst case, both the jade and the stone would be destroyed.
Just a little unwilling.
There are still too many things that have not been done, there are too many lives that have not been experienced, there are too many foreign lands that have not been seen, and there are too many feelings that have not been released.
I originally thought that since the demon cultivators aimed to make all the righteous monks become demons, they would naturally not kill the herbalists at will. Today I saw that this area has been destroyed by demonic cultivators for many days, and I even thought that there should be no more demonic cultivators in this area.
I never expected to encounter such an abnormality.
And the other party vowed not to give up.
However, since he was going to die, he had to drag the other person away for half of his life.
"Bang~"
"Huh, huh, let's see how much spiritual power you still have." The middle-aged demon cultivator snorted coldly and increased the control of the black snake.
Sudden.
"Boom~", "Boom~"
Several ice swords suddenly struck at the back of the middle-aged demon cultivator from the darkness. Just when he was about to succeed, the middle-aged demon cultivator swung back suddenly, and a stream of spiritual power rolled over.
The ice sword suddenly disappeared into nothing.
"Heh, I knew you would be able to sneak attack."
The middle-aged demon cultivator sneered, and at the same time he swung his magical weapon towards a shadow, and several bundles of fire-filled spiritual power rushed straight away.
It collided with Chen Ping's scale wave ring light shield and made several loud noises.
"I let you go and you come back to die. Then never leave."
The demon cultivator's face was extremely cold.
He immediately rushed toward Chen Ping, and the black energy gathered from the soil, the trees, and his magic weapon, forming a terrifying black snake that opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to swallow everything in the world.
'This is the time. ,
Chen Ping seized this opportunity, taking advantage of the moment when the demon cultivator exerted a large amount of spiritual power, and instantly used the green light sword that was ready to go.
The green light sword at the master level and in the unified state of ten thousand swords was extremely domineering. It came in an instant and did not give the demon cultivator time to react. It penetrated the black snake's big mouth and pierced the demon cultivator's body with a sword.
"Boom~"
The sky seemed to have changed.
The overflowing spiritual power leveled the surrounding area. Even Yun Haitang, who was already scarred, could not resist the effects of the spell, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
The middle-aged demon cultivator was shocked.
He glanced at the lower half of his abdomen, which had been pierced, and looked at Chen Ping with eyes wide open and his teeth almost shattered:
"Okay, okay, okay, let me see what else you are capable of."
He faced Chen Ping and Yun Haitang's uninterrupted spell attacks and chanted angrily:
"The sky and the earth are infinite, gathering ~yin~, swallowing~yuan~, devouring~soul~"
At this point, Chen Ping, who had just used the Qingmang Sword for the second time, immediately saw the blood beads on his chest forming a dense blood network in an instant.
"duang~"
The blood beads on Chen Ping's chest burst, and the blood-streaked network was reduced by one third of its density.
'The attack of the soul at the ninth level of foundation building was so terrifying. ,
Chen Ping had no time to think anymore at this moment, and even Yun Haitang couldn't take it into consideration, so he swung the green light sword with all his strength again.
"Bang~", "Dang~", "..."
The ring of scales fell, the golden tortoise shell shattered, and the golden armor talisman's mask was crumbling...
"Let's see how much more defense you can have!"
"Huh? You want to do this again?"
The middle-aged demon cultivator couldn't help but snorted coldly when he saw Chen Ping casting the Green Sword for the fourth time.
Although under the attack of Chen Ping and the two men, especially after being hit twice by the Qingmang Sword, the middle-aged demon cultivator's body had been injured in many places.
But the middle-aged demon cultivator still has the advantage for himself.
In previous duels with Yun Haitang, the middle-aged demon cultivator held back his attacks, hoping to capture Yun Haitang alive without causing serious injuries to Yun Haitang as much as possible.
But after being hit by Chen Ping's first green-gang sword, the middle-aged demon cultivator had completely gone berserk. He no longer had any thoughts of pity for her, and not only used the spirit attack method for the first time.
Spell attacks are also deadly.
This is true for Chen Ping.
The same goes for Yun Haitang.
Although the middle-aged demon cultivator was wary of the power of Chen Ping's Qingmang Sword, he also saw that Chen Ping was only on the fourth level of foundation building. With such a powerful secret technique, he didn't think Chen Ping could deliver many more blows.
After all, spiritual power in the middle stage of foundation building is limited.
As long as the layers of Chen Ping's "shell" are broken, the middle-aged demon cultivator is confident that he can kill Chen Ping sooner or later.
Even if he himself is a broken body.
now.
The middle-aged demon cultivator snorted coldly and used all his defense power to prepare for Chen Ping's green sword. At the same time, he stepped forward and circulated his spiritual power.
But at this moment, he was stunned.
The middle-aged demon cultivator noticed something was wrong.
Something is wrong inside the body.
...The movement of spiritual power is blocked, thinking slows down, and it seems that the muscles have become much stiffer.
has a problem.
The middle-aged demon cultivator suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Ping, his eyes cracked with disbelief.
Is this poisoning?
When did you get poisoned?
The other side.
Chen Ping couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the appearance of the middle-aged demon cultivator.
Finally the moment has arrived.
The last time he read about the efficacy of "Aconitum Pills" was more than ten years ago. I just remember that this poison is extremely deadly to monks in the Qi training stage, and dozens of breaths can knock a monk over.
But I don’t remember the effect on the foundation-building monks at all.
He admitted there was an element of gambling involved.
If it is completely ineffective, then you can only run away with all your strength in order to survive as much as possible.
Fortunately it works.
As long as he can drag down the opponent a little bit and delay the opponent's mobility a little bit, Chen Ping can turn passivity into initiative and tear apart the opponent's defense.
At this time, Chen Ping no longer hesitated, poured all his spiritual power into it, and pulled the green light sword to hit the poisoned middle-aged demon cultivator with all its strength.
go to hell.
The middle-aged demon cultivator saw the even more powerful green light sword falling from the sky, but he was unable to use all his spiritual power to resist it. Knowing that the situation was over, he gave up on resisting and sent a bunch of attack spells straight at Chen Ping and Yun Haitang.
"Bang~"
There was a loud bang.
The middle-aged demon cultivator was a mess of flesh and blood, one leg was missing, and the robe on his right arm was empty.
The remaining breath made the middle-aged demon cultivator slightly raise his head and look at Chen Ping who was walking slowly in the distance.
This monk has only built the fourth floor of the foundation.
How did you lose?
The middle-aged demon cultivator felt that he would never die in peace. He never thought that one day he would die at the hands of a fourth-level foundation-building cultivator.
This is too unacceptable.
The strong feeling of unwillingness gave him a strong desire to survive:
"Wait, wait, ahem, I shouldn't have an idea of your Taoist companions. In this way... I still have a dozen or so Taoist companions, and I will send them all to you for your Taoist companions' enjoyment."
"Don't do anything, don't do anything, I have a way to help you get out of the fog."
"Well, wait..."
"Whoops~"
A small spiritual sword completely penetrated the head of the middle-aged demon cultivator.
This information is really good.
but.
Only dead people cannot tell lies.
Only now did Chen Ping have time to take stock of his situation.
…The scale wave ring light shield and the golden tortoise shell light shield have long been broken, and the golden armor talisman has also dimmed. Fortunately, the golden tortoise shell mask has been repaired to the Great Perfection, otherwise I would definitely suffer a lot today.
Blood beads already
Totally broken.
There is no more divine soul to resist the magic weapon.
He suffered some injuries to varying degrees on his body, but they were not too serious and he should be able to recover quickly. This was also due to the fact that Yun Haitang blocked a lot of firepower for him.
Chen Ping quickly took a Qi Gathering Pill, and then quickly took care of the scene. This battle lasted for dozens of breaths, and he didn't know whether it alerted Lao Liu in the forest.
We have to escape from here as soon as possible.
Once Lao Liu comes after hearing the news, the consequences will be disastrous.
Chen Ping first dragged the body of the middle-aged demon cultivator into a storage bag, and then quickly took a few evil-killing charms to drive away the wandering spirits.
Then quickly clean up the traces of his existence.
While he was busy, he glanced at Yun Haitang, who was kneeling on one knee in the distance with a pale face, and said with concern:
"How are you? Are you okay?"
While asking, he continued to clean up the scene, hoping to erase all traces of himself as quickly as possible and retrieve the fallen scale wave ring.
Because he didn't hear Yun Haitang's reply, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at her again.
Suddenly my heart skipped a beat.
In the distance, Yun Haitang fell to the ground.
Lifeless.
(End of chapter)
