"This guy, how can he be so shameless!" Cai Xing looked at the middle-aged cultivator in front of him with a little headache, and couldn't help but sigh lightly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the middle-aged cultivator guessed, Cai Xing himself didn't really want to kill the middle-aged cultivator, but just listened to the opinions of Fengchen and Leng Tomb, thinking that the middle-aged cultivator in front of him might be just an illusion, in order to confuse himself and achieve his goal of destroying himself. Because of this, Cai Xing did not dare to let the other party approach.

Of course, this is only to say that it is possible, and it is still possible that the other party is a real cultivator! And from the point of view of personality performance, the feeling of the other party and the illusion is also a little different. On the whole, it is unlikely that the illusion will be so real, so Cai Xing does not dare to use the killer: if he really wants to kill an innocent person directly, Cai Xing can't do it.

"It's not okay to kill him, staying by his side is not only a burden, but also a killer hidden in the shadows!" Caixing's definition of a middle-aged cultivator in his heart is like this, staying is a trouble, but he can't be killed directly.

"Or rather, give him some real lessons, and this guy will understand?" A hint of fierceness flashed in Caixing's eyes.

The spiritual pressure around his body changed suddenly, and the spiritual power on the bow and arrow surged violently, all of them pressing towards the same target.

"Get out of here, or pay the price!" Caixing's voice this time is no longer hard, but it has real ruthlessness.

"Ha, haha, little brother," intimidated by Caixing's fierce voice, the middle-aged cultivator's feet were inexplicably weak, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, but his mouth was still forced to smile and said: "Little brother, don't be joking, okay, in this case, I will really die alone, do you have to be a person who will not be saved when you see death?" His tone was full of supplication, and his posture was very low.

However, the answer to the middle-aged cultivator was only an arrow, to be precise, an arrow containing endless and powerful spiritual power.

Wrapped in fiery red spiritual power, the arrow shot straight at the ground, and then exploded violently, blasting a large hole more than a meter deep on the solid ground. And the edge of this hole happened to be next to the middle-aged cultivator's leg that was limp on the ground, unable to move.

The distance was almost incalculable, and as long as the explosion expanded slightly, the middle-aged cultivator's weak leg would also be affected.

"Little, little brother, you," was startled by this sudden arrow, thinking that if this arrow came, he would inevitably be killed, and even had already thought of his last words in his heart, but he had time to say it in the future. In an instant, the arrow landed half a meter away from him, and then, before he could react, it suddenly exploded, and the power almost affected him.

This successive ups and downs almost made the middle-aged cultivator unable to react, but he also knew two things: first, the young man in front of him was not completely without a bottom line, once touched, the other party was likely to kill the killer! If not a killer, it will at least be a pain. For example, if you shoot a few arrows on your limbs, you will not only be completely crippled and lose your combat effectiveness.

In this way, there is no need to even collect stars, and middle-aged cultivators who have lost their combat power will die under the siege of monsters.

The second thing is that the strength of the young man in front of him may be even more powerful than the middle-aged cultivator imagined.

This is not to say that the damage caused by Fang just one shocked the middle-aged cultivator, but the young man's exquisite control. The power of the explosion just grazed himself, and while not causing any damage to himself, it also shocked himself just right. The fact that the young man in front of him can do it is enough to prove that his strength is far superior to himself.

"This kind of strength, even if it is a cultivator who gathers the four transformations, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve, right? Could it be that this young man has more than four changes in combat power? What a scary boy! But this also means that the existence of this kind of strength can definitely survive easily in the hands of these monsters! In that case, I have no reason to leave such an umbrella, right? The middle-aged cultivator said in his heart.

"But," thinking of this, the middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but smile bitterly: the young man in front of him obviously didn't want to take him with him at all, and even had some inexplicable words, "It seems that you are jealous of me?" But what are you afraid of me?! "The middle-aged cultivator didn't understand at all, with the strength of the young man, why he would go back and be afraid of him as a mere three-change cultivator.

But the middle-aged cultivator always knew one thing: "If I leave this young man, I'm afraid I will only have a dead end!" If you leave, you will die, and if you continue to pester, this young man will probably kill me too! Both horizontal and vertical are dead, it is better to find one with a higher probability! ”

While thinking about it, the middle-aged cultivator's eyes were fixed on Cai Xing, representing the answer he had chosen in his heart.

That's right, that's right! Since there is only one way for a person to die, although he chooses to entangle Cai Xing, there is also the possibility of dying, but after all, it is only a possibility, compared to the death on the other side, this is already the best choice, at least what the middle-aged cultivator can think of at the moment.

It's also a coincidence, if Cai Xing didn't choose to leave directly when the two met at the beginning, thus completely attracting the attention of the middle-aged cultivator, and then ignoring the special materials and props of the Yan family that he bought at the beginning, the middle-aged cultivator wouldn't be able to remember it now, he actually had another way to go: using the exorcism powder that he didn't know yet.

If both the star pickers and the middle-aged cultivators still remembered the existence of materials and props, perhaps they would not have caused the current situation.

In the final analysis, middle-aged cultivators are just trying to survive, as long as they use exorcism powder and confirm that it is indeed effective against these monsters, I believe that middle-aged cultivators will not risk being hunted by stars and continue to pester the latter.

On Caixing's side, once the middle-aged cultivator uses exorcism powder to make the surrounding monsters lose their threat to him, I am afraid that he will not hesitate to subdue the middle-aged cultivator by violent means and place it in a place that is not easy to be discovered by the cultivator.

But now, neither of them is aware of the situation, which makes the whole thing even more complicated.

"This guy, is he really not afraid of death, or if I am sure I will not kill him!" Seeing that the middle-aged cultivator was still shamelessly praying for himself, Cai Xing almost exploded, and he really had the urge to immediately let go of the string and shoot the middle-aged cultivator with an arrow.

The lesson that Cai Xing could think of was just like that, using a burst arrow to shock the middle-aged cultivator, make him afraid, and leave.

But now, although he successfully deterred the middle-aged cultivator, the latter had no intention of leaving at all, making Cai Xing completely helpless.

"You, really not leaving?!" Once again, he intimidated the middle-aged cultivator, and his full bow couldn't help but tremble, as if he was demonstrating.

"Yes, don't go, little brother, if you," the middle-aged cultivator replied very decisively, but in the middle of his words, a tearing wind sounded, and a snow-white arrow burst through the air, not hitting any part of the middle-aged cultivator, but only swept a few centimeters away from the middle-aged cultivator's left arm, leaving a snow-white and cold trail, and then straight into the ground.

"Arrow, Ice Silence!" With a light drink, the snow-white trajectory instantly erupted with endless cold breath, directly staining the right arm of the middle-aged cultivator who was caught off guard with a layer of frost, and then froze, leaving only the painful roar of the middle-aged cultivator, breaking through the ice.

Looking coldly at the middle-aged cultivator who was covering his right arm and using his spiritual power to vaporize the frost, Cai Xing lightly threw down a cold word: "One last chance, next time, the arrow will explode on your heart!" The voice was cold and piercing, completely invading the middle-aged cultivator's heart.

"This kid, can't he be real?!" His back couldn't help but feel cold, and a drop of cold sweat ran from the middle-aged cultivator's forehead.

"How so? Go, or die?! Seeing that the middle-aged cultivator was finally scared, his heart was relieved at the same time, and Caixing also hit the railway while it was hot. Only by pressing the other party step by step can we completely break their psychological defenses and make them give up the idea of entanglement.

"In that case," to Caixing's surprise, "little brother, do it!" The middle-aged cultivator actually chose to stay.

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't know whether he had eaten the star or really put life and death out of the way, so the middle-aged cultivator looked at the star with such a posture, and put on a posture of letting the star be slaughtered, waiting for the star to be further attacked.

"You!" Looking at the appearance of the middle-aged cultivator, a sense of powerlessness rose in Cai Xing's heart. He was completely helpless with the guy in front of him. You can't kill and kill, you can't hurt too much, and you can't persuade the other party not to continue to follow you.

In this case, Cai Xing could only sigh lightly, put back the fierce spiritual pressure, and said helplessly: "Since you have to do this, then forget it, you can keep up, but you have to be more than five meters away from me!" ”

"Really?!" I thought that the arrow of the star picking would attack again, but I didn't expect that what I was waiting for was the convergence of the star picking spirit pressure and a helpless sentence, the middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but be surprised, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten a little.

"This guy is really trying to survive, and he doesn't want any face at all!" Glancing at the wetness in the eyes of the middle-aged cultivator, Cai Xing said with some disdain in his heart. In his opinion, a middle-aged cultivator who can temporarily abandon his dignity in order to survive is really not worth befriending. However, this guy is too pestering, and Caixing has no way to drive him away, so he can only give in temporarily.

"Forget it, this guy will follow, as long as you keep your distance, there shouldn't be much of a problem!" I didn't want to look at the middle-aged cultivator anymore, so I simply turned my back on the star, didn't look at the middle-aged cultivator, and focused on the white monster on the side.

"These things, even if they are shot with a burst arrow, can recover quickly, and they don't look like things that can be killed directly!" Along the way, Caixing defeated a large number of monsters along the way, and also noticed the characteristics of these monsters.

"Since these monsters are unkillable existences, then continuing to slaughter with bursting arrows is just a waste of spiritual power. In that case, you might as well use this trick! The countermeasures were quickly decided, the longbow in his hand was quickly full, and the spiritual power was also surging at this moment.

"Arrow, Ice Silence!" With a soft shout, the arrows containing the power of frost shot out, bringing up layers of shattered ice flowers, and burst towards the white in front of the eyes. I saw a snow-white trail stretching rapidly, reaching in front of the white monster in front of me.

Immediately after, without waiting for the group of monsters to react, the arrow of ice silence exploded instantly, and the snow-white icy power completely exploded.

In an instant, the white patch in front of him was completely infected by the power of frost, and then froze into a crystal existence.

Looking at the monsters who were frozen into a whole piece of ice crystals by the Ice Silence Arrow, Cai Xing couldn't help but nodded: "That's it, these monsters can't get out of the ice in a short period of time, so that the spiritual power can also be restored!" ”

At first glance, the monsters frozen into ice were very stable, and there was almost no sign of trembling. Although ice cubes are ice cubes after all, as ice cubes formed by spiritual power, in terms of stability and durability, Caixing is still very confident.

Although this can't kill these monsters, it is the best way to prevent these monsters from moving and attacking with a slight consumption of spiritual power, so as to gain the strength to restore spiritual power, and then freeze more monsters.

"Little brother, could these monsters be completely frozen like this?" Just when Cai Xing looked at the crystal in front of him, and he was a little distracted, the middle-aged cultivator on the side who was shocked by the power of Cai Xing's arrow couldn't help but interject.

If it was said that Cai Xing's arrow froze his arm, just to make the middle-aged cultivator feel that Cai Xing's strength was strong, then Cai Xing's current arrow completely froze a piece of bright white monsters, which made the middle-aged cultivator completely stunned.

One arrow, just an understatement, the entire piece of white monster was frozen by it, and even an entire area was turned into a world of frost, even if a middle-aged cultivator could inflict this kind of power, it was definitely the result of exerting all his strength.

"You're here and watching?" Without answering the question of the middle-aged cultivator, Cai Xing said lightly.

"Well, forget it, I'll follow you, little brother!" Hearing this, the middle-aged cultivator hurriedly denied it.

"Then again, little brother, what's your name? My name is Yan Cheng," halfway through his words, he felt a gaze quickly staring at him, and the middle-aged cultivator hurriedly added: "Yan is the color of Yan, not the hot Yan, I have nothing to do with the Yan family!" As for the inheritance, it is the inheritance of promises, and it is not the city of the city! ”

“。。。。” Hearing the middle-aged cultivator's explanation, Cai Xing retracted his gaze without revealing a trace, but did not answer the meaning of the middle-aged cultivator.

"Well, little brother, can you tell me your name? You can't always ask me to call you that little brother, right? ”

Seeing that Cai Xing didn't answer, the middle-aged cultivator Yan Cheng continued to ask, directly ignoring the impatience on Cai Xing's face.

“。。。。。。” Pretending not to hear, Caixing passed over the ice-hardened monsters and began to move into the distance.

"Hey, little brother, what's wrong with telling me my name, I've already said my name, little brother, are you hiding it like this, isn't it too much to say? Hey, little brother! Seeing that Caixing chose to avoid answering, Yan Cheng hurriedly followed, but he still didn't let go of this question, which made Caixing have a headache.

"This guy, I would have beaten him up and thrown him here if I knew about it!"

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