Chapter 38 Poison

Yang Li turned on the attack mode, his face was cold, the spear in his hand was pointed north, and each shot was shot out, as if the stars in the sky were shot down, shaking a piece of starlight, and the shadow of the gun was heavy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This time, he and Lin Fan cooperated tacitly, he kept his gun and gun away from the other four immortal cultivators, and handed over the leading immortal cultivator to Lin Fan, so that Lin Shan alone only needed to be responsible for the defense of the leading immortal cultivator.

Every time he shot, it was more aimed at the two immortal cultivators with a slightly lower cultivation level of the fourth layer of condensate and the fifth layer of condensation, even if these two were elite immortal cultivators, they were still much worse than Yang after all.

Yang Li's spear swallowed the gods, and the gun did not leave the two of them, and as a last resort, the two of them urged the flying sword under their feet from time to time to retreat to avoid its edge.

As for the other two Condensate Sixth-Layer Immortal Cultivators, among the four attacks, he would also shoot out one shot, so that these two people would not dare to act rashly.

As the other party retreated, Yang Li and Lin Fan pressed forward step by step, flying swords under their feet, and moved in the direction of the Yan Kingdom's controlled area with these five people.

"Ding!" Lin Fan's side, there was always a slight sound from time to time, and two long needles flashed beside him, like two small and flexible spirit snakes, opening their pale red fangs from time to time, and biting Lin Fan fiercely.

The fire sword in the air had already struck with the small long needle dozens of times, and every time it struck, Lin Fan always trembled in his heart and was shocked in his consciousness.

Although the small needle was small, its power was huge, and through the flaming fire sword, it violently shook his divine sense.

Facing this person, Lin Fan was under the most pressure, and he always observed the ground under the flying sword. But below is the plain, and no one can be hidden.

Lin Fan secretly complained in his heart, if it continued for a long time, he and Yang Li would definitely fall first, and in such a situation, the spiritual power would definitely not be enough.

The distance is also close, and the only small thunder is not needed, and it may not be able to blow up others, but it will blow itself up miserably.

The man in white who was the leader was disdainful when he saw Lin Fan facing him, but after half a day, Lin Fan still stood tenaciously in front of him, although his face was full of beads of sweat and nervousness was written all over his face.

But according to such a situation, it is estimated that he will not be able to take him for a while.

He gradually became impatient, the five elite disciples of the Haoran Sect besieged the two Yan Kingdom monks, and they had fought for so long, it seemed that they had not gained the upper hand, if they were seen by the disciples of the other Immortal Cultivation Sects, it would be a shame.

"Stand out and set up a fire array around you to stop them from escaping! Let me deal with them! His face became darker and darker, and he suddenly roared, there were four immortal cultivation disciples around, and he was also a little unable to use his hands and feet, and he might be injured by mistake.

Hearing the roar of the leading immortal cultivator, the other four immortal cultivators seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, facing the gun in Yang Li's hand, the pressure was quite great.

In fact, they all had reservations, mainly because Yang Li's attack was too fast, and the four of them had rich combat experience, and they intended to wait for Yang Li to slow down and then fight back.

Now the boss made a move, naturally the best, the four of them quickly retreated, divided into four directions, southeast, northwest and northwest, after a distance of twenty zhang, a burst of flags appeared in the hand, when the air flickered, a bright light in the air flickered, and a light curtain appeared, shrouding the three people in the middle below.

The Fire Yin Array, a formation among the elite disciples of the Haoran Sect, is mainly designed to trap opponents with slightly higher cultivation, gathering the strength of four people into one body to prevent the other party from breaking through.

Now there are two people in the formation, this formation is a bit reluctant, if the two break through in two directions, the power of the formation will be greatly reduced, however, there is still a team leader inside, and the probability of the two escaping in two directions becomes smaller.

What's more, although this sissy team leader looks very annoying, his strength is extraordinary, once he wields power, the lives of the two people in the team are small, and I don't know if they can be saved.

"Hey, hey. You've me off! The white-clothed leader Mo Xiu waved an orchid finger, straightened his waist, and straightened up.

"Brother Xiaomei, I asked you once, do you want to surrender? After a while, my sister is afraid that she will not be able to control it, and she will ruin your beautiful little face, and my sister will feel distressed. He stared at Yang Li, his tongue spit out slightly, and licked his upper and lower lips.

"Humph!" Yang Li waved the gun in his hand as an answer.

"What a pity! Brother Xiaomei, pick it up. The leader Immortal Xiu sighed, and then he waved his hand, and there were still two long flashing pale red needles shooting towards them, but the speed was much slower than the original.

"Humph! It didn't work for me! Yang Li snorted lowly, and stretched out the spear in his hand, ready to meet the long needle that was shooting.

"Yes!" The leader Immortal Xiu waved his orchid fingers, with a gloomy smile on his face.

Suddenly, the pale red long needle flickered, one changed to two, two changed to four, and in an instant, it was a large piece, turning into a small red mang, completely enveloping Yang Li and Lin Fan.

The red mangs were quite dense, at least in the hundreds, and then the speed increased and the fire came quickly.

"Phantom!?" Lin Fan's face changed greatly, and he had a few long needles, this is easy to do, hundreds of them are already tricky things, if they are hundreds, it will be difficult to get out safely.

Even if the divine consciousness of the condensation period cultivates with special exercises, it is impossible to be so powerful, and it can control hundreds of needles, this can only be an illusion, this large piece of needle shadows, at most four to eight real needles, many must be illusions.

But in a short period of time, how to determine which is true and which is false? Lin Fan gritted his teeth and prepared to summon the golden sword, forming a small three-line sword formation on his side, the small three-line sword formation, attacking and retreating, and the three swords came out together, and they would definitely be able to protect the space in front of him.

It's just that after this, his killer skills will be exposed, and it will definitely have an impact on the actions behind.

"Broken!" Yang Li already let out a low shout, he was still not afraid of this sudden red mang, a green mang shot out of his eyes, swept towards the red mang, and the sword in his hand did not stop, striking forward.

"Ding! Bite. There were a few slight sounds, and the red mangs died out, and in this red mang, there were only four real needles, and the others were all phantoms.

"Shadow Breaker!?" The leading immortal cultivator was a little surprised, but the movements in his hand did not stop, and the orchid pointed to one.

"Boom!" A soft explosion sounded, and after this piece of red mang, the attack of the leading immortal cultivator did not stop, and there was a tiny lightless ball behind the red mang, and at this moment, seeing that the phantom needle array was destroyed, the small ball had already entered a range of about a zhang away from Yang Li and the two of them, and he quickly detonated the small ball.

After the ball exploded, nothing abnormal appeared, but the leading Immortal Cultivator quickly retreated a few feet away, and the smile on his face was even worse, as if the two people in front of him were already fish in the net.

Yang Li's feet suddenly stumbled, and he almost knelt on the flying sword under his feet, Lin Fan's face also changed, and a trace of black climbed on his face.

"Poison!?" Yang Li's face changed greatly, and then his eyes suddenly turned red, and the green tendons on his hands exploded.

After the ball exploded, Lin Fan immediately turned sideways, preparing to avoid a possible attack, but it appeared without warning, but after a while, his divine sense was dizzy, a tingling sensation suddenly hit, and his strength was quickly disappearing.

Before Yang Li's poisonous word came out, Lin Fan was already on his side, quickly and covertly took out a bottle, and took a pill, this symptom is very familiar to him, it is the poisonous gas of his own blood poison decision.

The pill he took just now was prepared by the sect, and his antidote was really extraordinary, as soon as the pill was in his mouth, a burst of coolness followed, and the discomfort on his body quickly retreated.

Lin Fan's heart was at ease, and he was about to give Yang Li a pill to take, but his eyes turned, but he was shocked.