Huo Xiumao immediately knew what was chasing Ke Changmiao.
It was a sword light, extremely fast, so fast that he could not see clearly with his naked eyes, and could only vaguely capture a trace in the air.
The sword light approached Ke Changmiao in an instant. The next moment, Ke Changmiao's figure suddenly disappeared and then appeared not far away.
Returning monks are proficient in the art of teleportation and can perform short-distance spatial displacements, but this consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.
Ke Changmiao's bloodless face was now as pale as paper. However, the sword light gave him no chance to breathe. Just as he was teleporting, the sword light turned without hesitation, as if he had predicted it. Wherever he would move, he approached again at a speed comparable to teleportation.
Ke Changmiao teleported again, and then immediately swallowed a treasure pill surrounded by glowing light. His whole body swelled like air, blood surged from his eyes, nose, ears and mouth, and the chaotic and violent spiritual energy formed a whirlwind around him.
With the power of the elixir, he teleported several times in succession. However, no matter how he changed his position, the sword light would follow him. On the way, he even detonated two middle-grade earth weapons, but they still failed to block the sword light.
Seeing that he was at the end of his rope, Ke Changmiao's eyes flashed red, and he spread the five fingers of his right hand in a grabbing motion. Then he saw a bloody vortex appear in his palm, and a strong suction force enveloped the surrounding area.
In an instant, all the mortal villagers living in the nearby mountains were photographed by him from the sky. Nearly a hundred people were suspended high in the sky with blank expressions. Some of them were holding hoes or bowls and chopsticks in their hands. They had no idea what was happening at the moment.
Seven or eight children were wrapped in spiritual power and formed into an armor, which blocked Ke Changmiao tightly. The others were controlled to form human shields and faced the sword light directly.
"asshole!"
Huo Xiumao cursed and was furious. How could he not understand that Ke Changmiao obviously grasped the nature of the disciples of the Wufengjian sect and wanted to use these mortals to gain an opportunity for him to escape.
Yin Xueze beside him also frowned and let out a cold scoff from his nose. Then his expression suddenly changed and his eyes turned away.
The sword light stabbed straight towards the mortal, and for some reason it showed no tendency to stop or turn. Huo Xiumao was puzzled and his heart was in his throat at the same time. With the speed of the sword light, he knew that he would not be able to catch up even if he took action.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Yin Xueze suddenly said: "It's been discovered."
"What?"
Huo Xiumao asked subconsciously, and at this moment, the sword light suddenly slowed down, almost turning away from the mortal at the front and flying upward.
After only this brief delay, Ke Changmiao had already escaped, and the sword light was exerting force again. He repeated his old tricks, using mortal obstacles to disrupt the opponent and make the opponent throw a rat weapon.
Even so, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ke Changmiao is almost exhausted. Once his potential is exhausted, it will be easy for the sword to kill him. He is just struggling to death at the moment.
However, just when the outcome was decided, changes occurred that no one could have imagined.
The sword light disappeared.
It disappeared without warning, and even Ke Changmiao didn't notice it immediately. He flew to the edge of the sky and realized something was wrong. When he looked back, there was still a trace of the sword light.
The two people watching in secret were also surprised. Like Ke Changmiao, they suspected that this was a foreshadowing for the other party to cast some powerful spell. However, after several breaths of time, nothing happened.
"That person is gone...?"
Huo Xiumao was a little confused and couldn't believe his eyes.
Yin Xueze also looked puzzled. No one can understand why the other party suddenly stopped at this moment when they were only a little bit close to reaping the victory.
After confirming that the enemy had given up the pursuit, Ke Changmiao grasped the weapon without hesitation. The mortals hanging in the air and the children around him didn't even have a chance to struggle, and they all exploded into blood mist in an instant.
He opened his mouth wide like a whale sucking water, sucking in a large amount of blood mist, and his face turned sickly red.
All this happened in just a moment. When he came to his senses, Ke Changmiao's figure was about to leave the field of vision. Huo Xiumao's eyes were splitting, and he wanted to catch up without thinking, but before he could move, he was grabbed by Yin Xueze's back clothes. collar.
"Don't seek death."
Yin Xueze's cold words were poured down on his head like a basin of ice water. Huo Xiumao breathed heavily, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity.
When his breathing finally stabilized, he smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, even if it's at the end of a powerful attack, it's not something I can handle with my level of cultivation."
Yin Xueze glanced at him to make sure he had calmed down, and then let go of his hand.
Huo Xiumao casually glanced out of the corner of his eye and vaguely caught a glimpse of something crystal clear spreading on Yin Xueze's hand. But before he could take a closer look, Yin Xueze put his hand behind his back and said, "We were discovered just now."
Huo Xiumao was stunned and asked: "Is it... the person with the sword?" In the situation just now, Ke Changmiao had no time to care about anything else, so it was probably another person who had the energy to survey the surrounding environment.
Yin Xueze nodded and looked at the protective shield on his head.
"Fellow Daoist Qian said that this object is 80% effective against the detection of ordinary Void Return monks. It seems that the strength of the man sent by the Wufeng Sword Sect is far higher than that of the same level."
Huo Xiumao said, took out the small flag, waved it again, put away the shield, and then said in confusion: "So I don't understand why he let Ke Changmiao go."
Yin Xueze said nothing.
Huo Xiumao didn't expect to get an answer from the other party. He sighed and said: "With Ke Changmiao's injury, he won't make any progress in his cultivation for hundreds of years. I still have a chance to catch up. It's just that I wasted this time on Senior Jing." Well-intentioned, well, it would be better if my cultivation level was higher."
Yin Xueze: "Good intentions?" He didn't care what Huo Xiumao called Jing Yingrong.
Huo Xiumao: "Senior Jing asked Ren Cen about his master, probably because she guessed that Ke Changmiao was my enemy. If it hadn't been for her asking, I would have wanted to find out more about Ke Changmiao after the Wufeng Sword Sect took away Ren Cen. It will take a lot of trouble. Senior Jing is obviously very advanced in cultivation, yet he is so kind-hearted and considerate of others. He should be a role model for us."
"How much do you want..."
"Although Senior Jing didn't say it explicitly, I know that she also did this to give me advice, otherwise she wouldn't question Ren Cen in public. Senior Jing's way of giving advice is always so tactful."
"They say you think too much..."
"I tried my best to investigate Ke Changmiao before, but couldn't find many useful clues, but Senior Jing got all the information I wanted from Ren Cen effortlessly. The reason is still the gap in cultivation."
"Are you done..."
"So Senior Jing must have taken the opportunity to remind me to focus on cultivation. If I cultivate enough, no matter what I do, it will be easier. Different realms look at things from completely different angles..."
After several attempts to interrupt the conversation failed, Yin Xueze stared at Huo Xiumao, whose thoughts had reached a magical track, twitched the corners of his mouth twice, turned around, and wanted to fly away from the scene.
Just as he was about to leave, the voice behind him suddenly stopped and became surprisingly quiet.
Yin Xueze turned his head to look in confusion. Huo Xiumao was staring at his palm, with spiritual power surging out of his body like a torrent.
"you……"
Huo Xiumao raised his head, with a look that seemed both surprised and joyful: "I'm going to make a breakthrough."
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