Chapter Seventy-Three: What a Breath

Seeing that the old man who was ambushing him had retreated out of the attack range of the spirit touch.

Luo Ming secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good.

Clutching his chest, Luo Ming stood up with difficulty.

With his body, he took the palm of a psychic realm monk, and if he changed to an ordinary qi refining realm monk, it would be difficult to stand up again even if he didn't die.

However, Luo Ming's body has been quenched by the Heavenly Bead Bead, and in terms of physical strength, it can even be compared to a psychic realm monk.

However, it is also useless.

The sword just now failed to kill the other party, and it would be difficult to get close to someone who could control the sword.

Unless you sacrifice the Heavenly Dzi, as you did the day before yesterday, you will directly kill the other party.

However, the nature of absorbing spiritual power from the Heavenly Bead is basically only used once, and the spiritual power in the body will be emptied.

If there is only one person on the other side, it is better to say.

But there were seven or eight of them.

The old man's body just now obviously had spiritual power fluctuations emitting out.

Luo Ming guessed that it should be a means of ventilating the news.

If nothing else, wait a little longer, and the remaining seven psychic realm cultivators will soon come here.

Thinking about it, Luo Ming began to frantically command the Spirit Touch to attack the old man.

However, the old man's flight speed was too fast. Soon it flew out of the attack range of Luo Ming's spiritual touch.

As the headache subsided in my mind.

The old man also found that as long as he stayed away from Luo Ming, he would not have a headache. Immediately understood that Luo Ming's strange methods were limited by range and distance.

Immediately burst out again.

At the same time, with the fingers in his hand, the spiritual power in his body surged, and one after another fierce qi shot out from his hand, heading straight for Luo Ming's door.

Luo Ming didn't dare to doubt the power of this qi at all, and immediately dodged it again and again.

The strength of the void fell to the ground, and it pierced the earth.

Such penetrating power made Luo Ming's heart palpitate.

At this time, as the old man's hands changed more and more frequently, the fierce energy suddenly fell like a rainstorm pear blossom.

In a hurry to dodge, Luo Ming took out a shield-like magic weapon from the storage ring.

This was found in the tomb robber's storage bag last time, but Luo Ming hadn't had time to study its specific use, and now he didn't care much about it, so he took it out and put it in front of him.

While dodging blocks, think of countermeasures.

It's not a way to dodge like this.

When the other monks arrived, they would attack themselves with 10,000 shields.

Thinking about it, Luo Ming suddenly felt a hot pain in his arm.

When I turned my head to look, I saw that my arm was scratched by the fierce force at some point, and some of the flesh and blood were cut off.

Blood stained the sleeves red.

Luo Ming was in pain when he suddenly sensed a powerful and incomparable spiritual power fluctuation in the sky.

This fluctuation, Luo Ming felt a burst of familiarity.

Is it the person who sensed it in the sky above the peach forest the day before yesterday?!

Sure enough, it wasn't my own delusion.

This person, for the past few days, has been following him.

Although he didn't know why the other party had been following him, it was obvious that the other party had no malicious intent, otherwise he should have taken action to snatch it as early as when he saw his oblivion dzi.

Moreover, usually he hides well.

At this time, there were obvious fluctuations in spiritual power.

Luo Ming couldn't help but remember that when he first sensed him, it was also when he was in danger.

Could it be ......

Is this person protecting himself?

Thinking of this possibility, Luo Ming dodged another breath.

Then Yang Tian shouted: "Senior, you are following the next road, please stop watching, and quickly help solve this person!"

Luo Ming said as he blocked his energy.

When the monk heard this, he looked up at the sky in some surprise, but he didn't see anyone. You can't even feel any breath.

I suddenly felt that I had been tricked.

"Bluff!"

An extremely complicated technique was conjured in the monk's hand, and then, a force that was obviously even thicker than before shot out from his hand in an instant, piercing the shield held high by Luo Ming.

Luo Ming hurriedly raised his shield to block.

The energy struck the shield, and a "click" was heard. ”

There was a crack in the shield.

Luo Ming was stunned, and the second qi struck again, directly smashing the shield in Luo Ming's hand.

Luo Ming's hands couldn't help but tremble suddenly.

At this time, the monk of the Park family in the air saw that the opportunity was coming, and immediately quickly changed the magic trick in his hand, and then stretched out a finger.

"Seven Killing Fingers!"

The monk pointed out that a bolt was even stronger than before, and at an extremely fast speed, it shot towards Luo Ming.

Luo Ming knew that he couldn't avoid it, and in a panic, he was about to raise his hand to block.

I felt a chill overhead.

A black sword almost teleported in front of Luo Ming, helping Luo Ming block this finger.

"Ding!"

The black sword trembled.

Obviously, this finger is extremely powerful.

But it was only trembling for a while, and the black sword was very fast, and it formed in the air again.

Then he swept towards the monk in the air.

The monk couldn't help but be shocked, he was shocked not that this sword actually blocked his seven killing fingers.

He was shocked that even now, he still hadn't sensed the existence of the owner of this black sword.

There is only one explanation.

That is, the other party's cultivation far exceeds his own.

Thinking about it, the monk couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows, and then sacrificed his defensive spiritual weapon, a bronze mirror.

As soon as the bronze mirror came out, a shield wall was immediately erected in front of the monk.

The black sword then stabbed into the shield wall.

The shield wall seemed to be impregnable, but under the impact of the black sword, it was actually piercing into the shield wall inch by inch.

The monk panicked.

This bronze mirror is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a spiritual weapon.

With the cultivation of the fourth layer of the psychic realm of the monk himself, he made every effort to support the shield wall, even if it was the full force of the ninth-layer monk of the psychic realm, he would have the power to resist.

However, that mysterious person was able to break his own defenses with just a flying sword while hiding his breath?

If the other party is not extremely high in cultivation, he is a sword cultivator who specializes in flying swords!

Seeing that the flying sword was about to break through the defense of the shield wall, the monk suddenly shouted into the sky in a little panic: "I don't know which senior! Please don't meddle in the private affairs of our Park family in Falling Star City! Otherwise, the Park family will be investigated in the future, and I'm afraid the senior will not be able to withstand the anger of the Park family!"

Hearing this, there was silence in the sky for a while.

Then, a woman's slightly sarcastic voice came: "A small Pu family, such a big breath." ”

The woman's voice heard the monk's warning, but instead of stopping, the speed at which the black sword pierced into the shield wall was a little faster.

The monk was shocked, and hurriedly took advantage of the attack of the flying sword to fly backwards frantically.

"Stop! You, don't you want to be the enemy of the Park family!?"

This time, no matter how much the monk threatened, the woman's voice stopped paying attention to him.

After all, the monk still didn't wait for the support of the other Pu family monks, and he felt the bronze mirror in his hand suddenly crack.

The shield wall was then shattered by the massive impact of the black sword.

Disintegrate.

In disbelief, the black sword pierced his heart.

"How is that possible!"

He couldn't have imagined that with the prestige of the Park family in Qingzhou, there were still people who dared not to sell the face of the Park family.

He suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have been so rampant.

But it was already too late.

The monk's body fell from the sky, and his face was full of unwillingness.

And the black sword disappeared into the sky.

The powerful spiritual power fluctuations quickly faded away.

Seeing this, Luo Ming was suspicious and happy in his heart, happy that his guess was correct, and the other party was really protecting himself. Suspiciously, Luo Ming didn't know why the other party wanted to protect him.

And the man had already hidden his breath, obviously not wanting to meet him.

Thinking about it, Luo Ming said to his empty hand: "Thank you seniors for helping!"

No one answered.

Luo Ming also guessed that the other party would not talk to her easily, after all, she had been secretly following her for so long. If I really wanted to show up, I would have done so a long time ago.

And this place is not suitable for a long time.

Thinking about it, Luo Ming ran in the direction of Tianwen City.

Passing by the monk's body, Luo Ming took his storage bag by the way.

As soon as he picked up the storage bag, he suddenly sensed that there was a breath of soul power on this corpse.

Yo, a spirit has been born.

A sneer flashed on Luo Ming's face, and then a spiritual touch came out, bringing this newborn Yang Spirit into the Spirit Domain.

"You shot me a lot just now, didn't you? It's okay, let's play slowly in the future. ”