One hit.
Lu Zhong suppressed the impulse in his heart, retreated and used the Black Crystal Shield.
Without the slightest hesitation, the magical power of the water pattern hood was activated.
A flash of azure aura, and an eggshell-like shield enveloped his entire body, causing the assassin's expression to change and stop his forward movement.
The assassin stared at Lu Zhong fiercely, wishing to break it into eight pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "I was wrong. How did you find me?"
Lu Zhong didn't even think about it and sneered: "If you want to know, I will burn it for you after you die!"
"Okay, okay!" The broken-arm assassin said two good words in a row. After all, this was inside Fang City, and he was ambushed by the target and broke his arm. At that moment, the murderous intention gradually faded, and the intention to retreat emerged, so he said: "Your Excellency's method I learned the lesson, and there will be a reward in the next day!"
After saying that, he pulled away and wanted to retreat.
"It's so easy to leave!" Lu Zhong shouted loudly and immediately used the Qingshuang Sword to intercept him.
Not to be outdone, the assassin used his backhand black sword to resist Lu Zhong's attack. At the same time, he said sarcastically: "But it's only the fifth level of Qi Refining. Even the foundation-building monks may not be able to stop me. Even if you break my arm in a sneak attack, It would be unreasonable to think that you could use this to keep me here!"
Lu Zhong didn't talk nonsense to him. The sword techniques in his hands kept changing, and he launched a storm-like offensive against the assassin.
"Obviously he is a casual cultivator, how can he be so difficult to deal with?"
The assassin cursed secretly, feeling as if he was fighting with a family disciple.
Especially the hand sword technique is almost the same as that of the outer disciples of Jinhong Sect.
Not to mention that the cold air on the flying sword will be transmitted to each other every time the sword is swung. Now the remaining arm is gradually becoming numb, and the operation of the spiritual power is beginning to appear sluggish.
The assassin tried to retreat several times, but Lu Zhong kept stalking him. With his own water-patterned shield, he was only able to attack but not defend, with full firepower and no momentum to stop.
After fighting for a while, the assassin was even more surprised. The target's spiritual power was extremely strong. The cultivation level of the fifth level of Qi refining could compete with his own cultivation level of the seventh level. Considering that the location of the battle between the two was at the junction of the third and fourth rings. , the city law enforcement team will arrive faster than usual.
"It seems it's impossible to escape unscathed!"
The assassin was determined. After making up his mind to retreat, he gritted his teeth and took out a paper man from his storage bag, and smashed it at Lu Zhong. This paper man was his last trump card, and he bought it at a high price. of.
The paper man fluttered to the ground, and streaks of light mist exploded.
Immediately, figures emerged from the mist.
Scholar, member of staff, peasant woman...
All of them were lifelike, except that their faces were horribly pale and their cheeks were so red that they were almost bleeding.
"Paper Man Technique?"
Lu Zhong's expression changed. This is a famous secret technique of demonic cultivation. It is said that the body and soul of a living person are refined into paper. The process is not only bloody but also extremely cruel. Only demonic cultivators who have exterminated humanity can master it.
I didn't expect that I would meet him today.
Lu Zhong looked at the assassin running further and further away, gave up his plan to catch up, and instead fought with the paper man in front of him. The shell of the paper man is as strong as fine steel, and even a magical weapon cannot be cut through with one blow.
One slash after another.
There was only a "puff" sound, and the leader of the "Yuanwai" paper man was finally cut in half by a flying sword.
You can see that at the fracture, except for the hard outer layer of paper, the inside is full of rotten and smelly flesh and blood. A pungent and unpleasant stench rushes straight into the mouth and nose, making people feel sick in their stomachs.
Fortunately, the existence of water pattern cover can keep these stench out.
While Lu Zhong was dealing with these clumsy paper figures, he controlled the Qingshuang Sword to attack them.
After a while, most of the paper figures fell down.
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly.
When I recalled the Qingshuang Sword, I found that it was rusty and corroded to the point of disgrace. No wonder it was becoming more and more difficult to control it just now. The magic circle carved on the surface was seriously damaged.
The reason lies in the flesh and blood of the paper man.
The rotten and stinky flesh and blood were so filthy that the Qingshuang Sword could only be stained for ten breaths and was about to be scrapped.
Keeping this lesson in mind, Lu Zhong did not use the Chiyang method of swordsmanship to fight the paper man in close combat. Instead, he chose to use the Qingyang Fire and Rain method to attack, and achieved good results.
When the last paper man fell to the ground, the city law enforcement team finally arrived.
The team was led by Lin Yunhua. In addition to the nine law enforcement members, there was also a middle-aged man with a sinister face in the team. The aura on his body was already in the late stages of Qi refining, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
When he saw the remains of paper figures lying in the bamboo forest courtyard, his expression changed several times.
"Demon cultivator?" There was obvious surprise in the middle-aged man's voice.
Asking Lu Zhong what happened, he shot a spell into the broken arm several times, and the broken arm immediately started to burn. After the broken arm shot out a bloody light, he chased after him.
A quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man turned back again and brought back a body.
"Do you think he is this person?"
The facial features of the corpse were blurred, and only the eyes, ears, mouth and nose could be barely discerned. As for the appearance, it was impossible to distinguish it at all. There was no way to judge the origin from the appearance, so he turned back.
Lu Zhong carefully sensed the breath of the corpse and found that it was really the assassin who had just escaped.
The breath cannot be said to be similar, it can be said to be exactly the same.
There was still cyan frost condensing on the broken arm of the corpse. This was caused by the remaining cold air of the cyan frost, which made him even more confident in his judgment.
Making a judgment in his mind, Lu Zhong nodded to the middle-aged man and said:
"Yes, that's him."
With that said, he picked up the Qingshuang Sword and inspired a wave of Qingshuang cold energy.
To prove that what he said is true.
"Okay! Okay!" The middle-aged man became excited for some reason. He glanced at Lu Zhong in a blink of an eye and suddenly smiled: "Do you know who this is?"
"Please enlighten me!" Lu Zhong said with cupped hands.
"If I guess correctly, this should be Qianmianlang's master, Qianmian Old Man!" The middle-aged man pointed at the face with blurred features and said excitedly.
The Thousand-Faced Old Man, the Chihu Gold Medal Assassin who is wanted by the Jinhong Sect.
Relying on his miraculous disguise skills and his advanced cultivation in Qi refining, he even assassinated a disciple of the Jinhong Sect.
Although he was only seriously injured, he became famous because of it. Unexpectedly, he was in trouble today.
"It's also because the Thousand Faces Old Man was unlucky. Not only was his arm accidentally cut off by his target, but he also happened to meet me out on business. It can be said that he was doomed to death."
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man looked at Lu Zhong and said with a smile: "Do you know why I say this?"
Lu Zhong's heart moved, as if he had guessed something.
Before he could speak, the middle-aged man took the initiative to make it clear, and said loudly: "I guess fellow Taoist is also a smart man, so let's open the sky and tell the truth. I, Li Yuanfeng, set up an ambush to kill this old man with a thousand faces, and I will take all the credit." It must be attributed to me, Li Yuanfeng, I wonder how you can accept this statement?"
While speaking, he also showed a token with the words "Golden Rainbow Sect" clearly inscribed on it.
Lu Zhong took a look and thought that this old man with a thousand faces was really unlucky.
First, an arm was cut off by his own sneak attack, and he was extremely unlucky to meet such a sect disciple.
The credit for killing the Thousand-faced Old Man is actually of little use to him. If he exchanges it for a reward, he probably won't be able to get many spiritual stones into his hands, and he will have to bear the very possible revenge.
So it's better to...
Thinking of the tracking spell Li Yuanfeng had just used, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
