Volume 1 Blood Pact Chapter 18 Martial Arts of the Six Realms

Qingluan, who had always been standing on the side, raised her hand to wipe the storage ring, and a long sword appeared in her right hand, and when Zhao Zetao burst out, her figure suddenly floated in front of Ba Fenghan like a fallen leaf in the wind.

As the long sword was unsheathed, the dark green snakes that attacked were all slashed by her phantom sword technique, turning into green points of light floating in the air.

Ba Fenghan narrowed his eyes, and after those points of light appeared, he suddenly pulled up Cheng Xue and quickly retreated, and reminded Qingluan loudly, "Be careful, the spots of light are poisonous!"

After Qingluan broke the person's spiritual skill, she was also paying attention to the many points of light around her that were about to dissipate, and when she heard the sound, she was immediately alert, and before the points of light surrounded her, she bent her legs and jumped up, her body was like a fairy bird, and she retreated to Bai Fenghan's side with light and agility.

Even though she was careful enough, there was still a little bit of green light on her cuffs.

Qingluan quickly swung his sword, and the severed sleeve quickly decayed under the fierce poison, and turned into ashes before it could hit the ground.

She exhaled lightly, raised her arm with her sword, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Zhao Zetao, "If you kill him, I will kill you." ”

Zhao Zetao glanced at the token hanging from Ba Fenghan's waist, looked at the woman in Tsing Yi and asked, "This person is a criminal of the imperial court, is it possible that you want to be an enemy of the government?"

He smiled instead of being angry: "Don't forget, all matters involving the government, members of the Chamber of Commerce are not allowed to interfere, if they violate this rule, it is a capital crime!"

"I will never interfere with the government's people, but you are not an official. Qingluan said slowly, "If you don't stop, it's a big deal to fight to the death, and where the duty is, there will be a lot of offense." ”

"A loose cultivator, don't be ashamed!" Zhao Zetao suddenly shouted to the executioner who was watching not far away: "Don't order anyone to arrest the suspect!"

Earlier, the officials in the city had received the news from the City Lord's Mansion, and the disciples of the Powerful Sect had joined in this matter, and they must cooperate with the arrest of the suspect.

As Zhao Zetao burst into tears, the executioner gave an order, and the armor soldiers who had already surrounded him drew their knives and rushed towards Ba Fenghan and the others.

At the same time, the soul behind Zhao Zetao burst out with dazzling brilliance, and a three-headed luan bird soul also appeared behind Qingluan, and the two rushed towards each other at the same time, and for a while, the spiritual power was raging, and the sword light flickered.

The crowd of onlookers saw that the situation was not good, and they had already dispersed, and the lively vegetable market suddenly became very deserted.

Some of the cultivators who stayed behind were only watching from afar, after all, it was not common for two fourth-order spirit cultivators to fight in the street.

Ba Fenghan protected Cheng Xue behind him, narrowly dodging a dark arrow that came at him.

At this time, his aura was thrown into a boulder in the sea, and the calm sea suddenly swelled, and an extremely cold force broke through the sea surface and was pulled and mobilized by him.

At the same time, the temperature around Ba Feng Han began to drop rapidly, wisps of mist-like ice and cold power surrounded his body, and the white frost spread from his feet to the armor soldiers around him.

With one of his thoughts, the frost under the armor's feet suddenly transformed into ice spikes, piercing their feet and thighs, and wailing for a while.

As the origin power of the ancient demon beast Xue Zang, this ice spirit cold power is very strange, even if Ba Fenghan has not practiced any ice attribute spirit skills at present, but with a few shots, he can now control it at will, bursting out with good power.

It is important to know that martial artists have martial arts, and spiritual cultivators also have spiritual skills, all in order to exert their strength to the extreme.

Any cultivator with a soul, if he does not have the blessing of the same attribute spiritual skill, even if he can use the power of the elements, he is like a child with no strength, it is difficult to make a move, and he cannot control it at will, let alone exert his due power.

At this time, the surrounding area of Ba Fenghan was already covered in frost within a few meters, and with the experience of the previous car, the sword-wielding armor did not dare to approach easily, but the flying arrows fired by the peripheral archers did not stop.

At the same time as Ba Fenghan shot down the rain of arrows, several hair-thin ice needles were condensed in his right hand, and several archers who were thrown into the distance with spiritual power were controlled.

Those officers and soldiers were mortals, how could they dodge the subtle things that were extremely fast, they could only watch death approach, but they could not do anything.

As the archer was killed, Zhao Zetao, who was fighting fiercely, shouted at Li Xiuwen: "If you don't make a move, do you want to kill him with your eyes when you stand there stupidly?!"

Li Xiuwen was embarrassed when he heard this, and he actually forgot that the man was no longer a fourth-order cultivator in the past, and now he could easily kill him.

When Qingluan saw Li Xiuwen leaving, he wanted to go to stop him, but he couldn't get out under Zhao Zetao's struggle.

Bai Fenghan has always been paying attention to the battle between the two, and after Qingluan was blocked, his eyes have been on Li Xiuwen. He raised his hand to wipe the storage ring and grasped the quaint lancet.

Li Xiuwen walked forward, and when the distance between the two sides was only more than ten meters, his spiritual power suddenly exploded, and the force under his feet jumped high, quickly approaching from mid-air.

At the same time, Ba Fenghan slashed out with a single sword, and with the help of the blade, the ice spirit cold power that burst out was like an ice blade, slashing towards Li Xiuwen.

In mid-air, Li Xiuwen suddenly turned around, and the ice blade brushed past him, and a vine phantom appeared behind him.

For his two souls, Bai Fenghan was very clear, a relatively rare wood-attribute vine, and an earth-attribute mountain turtle that had not yet been revealed.

The vines are flexible, and the mountain turtle is infinitely powerful, both of which are suitable for melee combat, so in order to prevent it from getting closer, Ba Fenghan took the initiative to attack when Li Xiuwen was still in the air.

Li Xiuwen, who was still in mid-air, changed his target abruptly as he twisted his body, and fell straight towards Cheng Xue, who was not far behind Ba Fenghan.

At the same time, a grayish-brown giant tortoise phantom appeared behind him.

"Earth Spearmanship!"

With Li Xiuwen's loud shout, the ground squirmed, forming a spear, reaching out to grab the spear the moment he landed, and stabbing straight towards Cheng Xue.

All this happened between lightning and flint, and when Ba Fenghan didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly turned back to protect Cheng Xue, the spear in Li Xiuwen's hand dissipated with a bang and turned into dust. Later, under Li Xiuwen's control, the dust raised suddenly attached to his right arm.

By the time he approached, the dust had condensed into a hard shell on his right arm, like an armour.

Ba Fenghan was thinking about Cheng Xue's safety, and rushed forward rashly, and his whole body was full of flaws at this time.

Li Xiuwen was waiting for this moment, his body was like a vine, he turned around strangely under the rapid movement, raised his right fist and smashed a heavy blow to Bai Fenghan's chest.

Although Ba Fenghan hurriedly condensed his spiritual power to his chest to resist, he was still beaten back by this punch for several feet, the blood in his chest rolled, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat, and he swallowed it hard.

Li Xiuwen swept to Cheng Xue's approach, but he didn't make a move, but looked at Ba Feng and said with a cold smile: "Brother Ba, can you still stand this punch from the younger brother?"

Ba Fenghan glanced at Cheng Xue, at this time, her pretty face had already been blurred by tears, and it was difficult to move an inch under the suppression of Li Xiuwen's completely released spiritual power.

He looked at Li Xiuwen and said in a deep voice: "The grievances between us have nothing to do with her, if you want to kill me, just come." ”

Li Xiuwen saw that there was no fear in his eyes, but instead dispelled the idea of doing it himself, and stood in place and squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Brother Ba, you and my brother, if you really want me to kill you, how can you do it, or you should decide it yourself." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed it on Cheng Xue's neck.

At this moment, all the cultivators present felt a strong sense of oppression.

Li Xiuwen's feeling was the strongest, because the sense of oppression was directed at him, and almost at the same time as he felt a sense of crisis, the right hand holding Cheng Xueyu's neck suddenly exerted force.

In the roar of Ba Fenghan, a dazzling colorful light suddenly erupted from Cheng Xue's chest.

The strange light is fleeting, and it seems to have never appeared.

Li Xiuwen's right hand was still holding Cheng Xue's neck, but at this time, his face was extremely hideous and painful.

His entire right arm suddenly began to crack, and the cracks burst out with colorful light.

In the midst of his screams, he watched his right arm gradually disappear, as if the world had evaporated, and the colorful light had disappeared with it.

But the previous sense of oppression is still there, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

On the deserted street, a lewd man dressed in sackcloth and carrying a straw candy gourd walked slowly from a distance.

The man's steps were not fast, but in the blink of an eye, he had already come to Cheng Xue's approach, raised his hand and gently pressed his palm on Li Xiuwen's chest.

Li Xiuwen, who was surging with spiritual power, flew out sideways under the man's palm, and when he fell to the ground, he was completely lifeless.

After the appearance of the man, the battle between Qingluan and Zhao Zetao was also suspended.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Zhao Zetao burst out with murderous intent, and the three souls behind him became brighter and brighter.

"Stop!" When he was about to make a move on the man, he was suddenly stopped by an old voice.

A horse-faced old man dressed in Lizong's costume and a tall man in official uniform rode up, followed by four court worshippers and a team of heavily armored cavalry.

"Elder Mo!" Zhao Zetao seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw when he saw the horse-faced old man.

Mo Qian raised his hand to signal that he didn't need to say much, and after glancing at Li Xiuwen's corpse, he looked at the man, his voice was calm, but it made the hearts of all the spiritual cultivators present set off a monstrous wave.

"The person who came is a martial artist of the Six Realms, and you are not his opponent. ”