Chapter 310: Immortal Body
In the thick fog, the sword light flashed, and sparks burst out.
After all, Sima Yunfan still couldn't completely avoid the two demonic heavy arrows, and only one of them shoveled off half of his shoulder armor, and then the demonic arrows erupted with a huge electric lightning, causing him to encounter a lightning strike again, his limbs and body twitched, and the hair on his body turned into charcoal.
Another black heavy arrow pierced his thigh.
This is also a demonic arrow, but it is far less powerful than the former. It was only after the hit that a cloud of water invaded his body.
But at this moment, Sima Yunfan would rather be himself, and what he hit was another demonic heavy arrow. This one is a kind of poison, and in just a short time, it has completely lost sensation in his right leg.
At this time, Sima Yunfan's image was already embarrassed. The whole person was half-kneeling on the ground, and the ink armor on his body also fell off more than a dozen components. There are also three wounds on the chest and abdomen, which are nearly transparent anteriorly and anteriorly. It was the three flying swords under the control of the 'Emperor Gochen Shanggu', and when he was flawlessly distracted, they pierced through his back armor and then pierced through his chest.
The three wounds were only half an inch away from his heart. Just a little bit to kill him!
Now, though, the results aren't expected to be any different. Sima Yunfan knew that in his current state, it was impossible for him to escape from this place. It wasn't possible before, and it's even less possible now. He had even given up on escaping, and only looked in the direction of the north in confusion.
"Strange isn't it? That sorcerer should have known that something had happened to you, and death was not far off. But until now, he hasn't been able to give you the slightest help. β
Yuan Tianhao said as he walked in front of Sima Yunfan, his expression and posture seemed to be relaxed at this time, but he was still in a state of full vigilance.
In the Luoyang Black List, the 'Reincarnation Sky Eye', which once ranked in the top three, is just as terrifying even if it is in a near-death state.
"The problem is, we've found his place. You don't think we're all there is to it?"
Yuan Tianhao immediately knew it, he gave up the last ray of hope, and instead sighed lightly, looking up at Yuan Tianhao: "Those two divine shooters should be Li Xiaoji and the faceless arrow Luo Li, plus you Yuan Tianhao." Your employer, but that Zhige general, Li Shimin, the commander of Wumeng?"
Yuan Tianhao's complexion did not change, but he shook his head slightly: "Your Excellency's speculation is really sensational!"
And in the next moment, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand had been swung again, and in the flash of thunder, it suddenly slashed down at Sima Yunfan's head.
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And just a little earlier, in the north of the place where Sima Yunfan was attacked, in a dense forest.
The young Taoist who had just flown out of the castle in the clouds was sitting on a magic altar with a solemn expression.
In front of him, there were two statues of ink armor, one green and one red, both of which were prostrate and vigilant around in the posture of a cheetah.
"I know that you are all a group of chaotic ministers and thieves! The one on the left should be the Faceless Langjun Tang Jiuchang? Not long ago, he teamed up with the Blue Devil Sword Sun Yan and others to let go of the demon under the arsenal of Huaqingfang. As for the other one, it should be the so-called 'Red Whisk Girl', who attempted to rob the king-tier ink armor 'Polo Jiedi' from the Luoyang black market more than half a year ago, but was seriously injured by the bearded guest. Soon after, he attempted to attack the stabbing phoenix and escaped after injuring Dong Chun. β
With these words, a strong and burly ink armor carrying a pair of giant hammers slowly walked out of the dense forest: "And this Yipin Magician, the human skin mask on your face is very realistic. But I can probably guess that Your Excellency must be from a noble background, the rebellion case half a year ago, and Li Xuanba's attack and death, Your Excellency has all shown up to make a move, right?"
The young Taoist's eyes were cold, and he looked at the king-level ink armor that walked out of the forest on the opposite side: "Who is Your Excellency, it sounds very young?"
"I don't change my name, I don't change my surname, my surname is Yuwen, and my name is Chengdu. β
The Mojia walked thirty zhang in front of the altar and stopped walking, and his voice was cold and hard, like a solid stone: "This time I was entrusted by someone to prevent you from succeeding. Whatever your goals, don't try to succeed today. β
When the young Taoist heard this, his brows immediately furrowed. And before he could speak, the cyan voice of Tang Jiuchang had already come out from within the cyan ink armor: "Hey, hey, I said boy, don't say it so decisively." There seems to be no grievance between us in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, does Tang remember what offended you?"
"Dragon liver and phoenix marrow!"
When Yuwen Chengdu said these four words, his eyes were already full of ridicule: "I don't care about you, what kind of friendship do you have with the Demon Dragon Babu." Just know that you've worked with the Dragon Babu, and that's enough. β
The young Taoist seemed to have a headache, and sighed softly: "Is it just Your Excellency?"
"Of course not!"
Yuwen Chengdu shook his head: "I know my own depth, a mere three grades, where is I qualified to compete with the three of you?" But fortunately, my mother is very well-connected and can find some helpers." β
At this moment, in the dense forest, another brown figure suddenly rushed out and collided with Tang Jiu's ink armor.
One of them held a sword, the other held a sword, and a bleak cloud of blade light instantly covered the surrounding twenty zhang radius, causing all those trees to collapse, and then they were shattered by the overflowing strength. The sound of heavy weapons clashing constantly shook people's eardrums.
Tang Jiubian was unexpectedly unable to support it, and every time he took a sword, he took a step back, and in just a moment, he had to stay away from the array.
And not far from him, the 'Red Whisk Girl' was also in a bitter battle. In the dense forest, there are constantly hidden weapons shooting, it seems that the flying knife, money dart, throwing arrow, flying fork, flying cymbal, flying thorn, flying locust stone, iron olive, wishful bead, Qiankun circle, iron mandarin duck, iron toad, plum blossom needle, iron thistle, dart knife and so on. There are many kinds of tricks and various techniques, which makes people unguardable.
And the red whisk dust in the hands of the 'Red Whisk Girl' is also constantly changing. The three thousand red threads gathered and scattered, sometimes changing into swords, sometimes into long whips, continuously knocking those hidden weapons into the air and repelling, forming an impassable red iron curtain in front of them.
But this figure was also retreating, and most of those hidden weapons were flying in the direction of the magic circle, which forced the 'Red Whisk Girl' to retreat towards the formation altar to avoid the young Taoist on the altar from being injured.
The latter was still sitting cross-legged, and continued to look at Yuwen Chengdu seemingly indifferently at those hidden weapons flying from the sky.
"So what's next? You must have prepared manpower to solve the problem?"
"You're thinking too much!"
Yuwen Chengdu shook his head: "I, Yuwen Chengdu, am young and weak, so I can only invite these two seniors." So then, it's up to me. β
The young Taoist couldn't help but laugh: "Are you yourself, the kid too confident?"
"You're saying that I can't do it myself, and I don't know how many pounds and taels I have, right?"
Yuwen Chengdu didn't care, he began to twist and stretch his neck, making a clattering sound
"But this time, I don't have to deal with you. If you can destroy your great cause of killing kings, I will be satisfied. What's more, how long do you think Sima Yunfan can hold out on to the reincarnation Heavenly Eye? If you go to a few people over there, Your Excellency will not be far from deathββ"
Just as the young Taoist was staring at his eyebrows, Yuwen Chengdu stepped on his feet suddenly, and the whole person was like a cheetah running thunder, sweeping a short distance of thirty zhang. Then the hammer in the right hand blasted down to the altar with the momentum of Mount Tai.
"Stupid!"
The young Taoist snorted coldly, and more than a dozen slender flying swords suddenly flashed out of his sleeve, piercing towards Yuwen Chengdu's skull. Those flying swords were all flashing like light, and even with the eyes of a fourth-grade martial cultivator, they couldn't catch it. Yuwen Chengdu is also difficult to dodge, and before the flying sword arrives, he doesn't have time to make any evasion moves.
But in the next moment, the young Taoist's face changed. As soon as he reached out, all thirteen flying swords fell, and they stopped at Yuwen Chengdu's heavy hammer.
With a 'boom', the strange shield woven from thirteen flying swords was forced to fall to the ground by the majestic hammer force of this Yuwen Chengdu. It was only a short distance away from the altar below.
Yuwen Chengdu hit to no avail, but he was not surprised or rejoiced, and looked at the other side with a sneering gaze: "Sure enough, it seems that your Dharma altar is indeed much more important than my Yuwen Chengdu's life." β
At this time, the young Taoist's face was already extremely difficult to see, and his voice was unusually difficult: "You madman!"
- This guy named 'Yuwen Chengdu' is indeed crazy, and he would rather lose his life than destroy this altar.
"I'm not crazy!" Yuwen Cheng shook his head, looking very confident: "But I know that this may be your only weakness!
And at the moment when the words fell, a pair of giant hammers in Yuwen Chengdu's hands had already swung again, smashing forward with groundbreaking momentum.
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"Yuwen Chengdu?"
In the camp of the left rear camp, Li Xiaoji involuntarily let out a soft sigh: "Vilu Sha, you have cooperation with Yuwen Chengdu? Where did he find these two first-class masters? If I am not mistaken, it should be Shilong Li Guanhai, and the Shadowless Divine Blade Murong Blood Shadow, both of whom are famous masters in the south." β
Yu Rou said that his mother was probably the former saint of the Yue Nu Sword Sect. β
Li Shimin's sword eyebrows were like a cliff, staring ahead, and he explained casually: "After the destruction of Chen back then, it was not only the Heavenly Master Dao and the Maoshan Sect that encountered the crisis of extermination, but also the Yuenu Sword Sect. β
"I see!"
Li Xiaoji was not only slightly stunned, although he was older than Li Shimin and had experienced the battle to destroy Chen, he had heard the secret of Li Shimin's story for the first time.