Chapter 105: Gang Siege
Withdrawing his right hand, he hung it down.
Without the support of its magic, the ice soon began to melt, dripping with water and blood.
From the beginning of the two of them to the end, it was really unbelievably fast, and a ninth-level Qi refining monk with a high-grade talisman was killed in such a simple instant.
Even if it was the Tsukiji Monk's own action, it would not be able to take it down so easily.
There are also many reasons here, one is that the other monk saw that Du Rong was just a rookie at the first level of qi refining, so he lowered his vigilance and threw his talisman out so casually, which led to being close to him but having nothing to guard.
For the first time, Du Rong's thunder magic power was used on his own body, and this move [Thunder Instant Body] could not last, but it was extremely effective when used to advance and dodge at close range, leaving the enemy with no room to react at all.
Even so, the load on one's body from this rapid acceleration is quite high.
I don't know if this magic technique stimulated the cells in his legs in the form of electricity, and in an instant, it burst out with extraordinary force, and now both of his legs feel a little sore.
Finally, he picked up the Black Thorn Shield in his left hand and took a cursory look, and saw that this shield was hit like this by this sharp high-grade talisman without a trace, and it was worthy of being the top magic weapon that a Qi Refining Stage cultivator could use.
If it weren't for this shield, he wouldn't have been able to get so close to the other party so easily.
Du Rong simply glanced at the shield in his hand, put it away, and fled in the opposite direction without stopping.
Even if he killed the grayfriar silently and instantly, if his companions could not reach him, he would inevitably rush here with suspicion.
I didn't even take a look at the dropped talisman and the storage bag on my body, every second counted, and maybe I could get rid of the enemy's search and tracking by leaving this area a moment earlier.
It seems that he can solve a ninth-level Qi refining cultivator with a high-level talisman so simply, but it is completely by relying on the situation of one person to be alone, and the other party's carelessness and all his skills that should not exist in this world can be hit in one hit.
If there were two or three monks who were about the same, under the other party's vigilant preparations, Du Rong was really not sure that he would be able to retreat with his whole body.
At this moment, he did not dare to move back and forth from the treetops, his position in mid-air was too obvious, and he used his nimble body skills to weave between the thick tree trunks in the dense forest, like a ghost.
After running a distance of more than 100 zhang, there was no movement around him, and no one was seen around.
Just as his nervousness might be eased a little, the spiritual power diffused outside his body sensed an unknown object shooting rapidly towards his location from the air behind him, a few points faster than the speed of the previous sneak attack by the Moon Arc Blade.
"Shhh
But his right sleeve was cut off by this great energy, revealing his strong right arm.
The phantom was swift and swift, and when it didn't succeed in a single blow, it turned nimbly and flew back to where it came.
Du Rong had sharp eyes, and looked along the trajectory of this thing, only to see that this object was slender and about three feet long, and it was actually a magic weapon of the needle.
The next person he saw made the temperature in his heart a little lower, and he saw a figure floating lightly from mid-air on the woodland behind Du Rong.
The posture is graceful and soft, and although the face has passed the youth of a young girl, it is also in her early thirties.
It's not much beautiful, and the appearance is a little thin, and the pointed chin brings more of a bit of foxy and bewitching, which makes ordinary men have a primitive impulse and desire at a cursory glance.
It seems to be a weak woman, and her spiritual sense is swept and sensed by Du Rong that she has exceeded the level of qi refining, although she is still a low-level, she is a genuine foundation building monk.
For the uninvited guest in front of her, of course Du Rong would not think that the other party was coming to the door to talk about life with her, and she was weighing and playing with the moon arc blade left by the gray-clothed monk in her hand.
The gaze that looked at him was playful, and the long needle-shaped magic weapon that had attacked him before was nowhere to be found.
At the same time, one person from each of the left and right hurried to this side, and when a figure appeared from the dense forest, he found that it was two men, one holding a meteor hammer talisman with a chain, and the other holding a talisman with a nail rake.
Both of them looked at Du Rong with vigilant expressions and unkind faces, and while observing, they also told him their respective cultivations, which were the levels of the ninth and tenth layers of qi refining.
After learning that the person in front of him whose face was covered was only a cultivator of the first level of Qi refining, the two men both glanced at each other with puzzled faces.
Coupled with the gray-clothed monks who were killed by Du Rong before, these people should be the monk gang who ambushed here, but I didn't expect that in this group of people, not only those in the Qi refining period were already at the peak of the high-level, but even the monks in the foundation building period.
When encountering such a group of people, ordinary monks would never escape the poison, and I don't know how many people have lost their lives at their hands these days.
It's not good!
Du Rong's mind turned sharply, now this situation can be said to be the most difficult moment in this world, if it were two top-level Qi refining cultivators, he would still have the certainty of coping with it, but now that there are more foundation building cultivators, it really makes him in a dilemma.
If you run away, with the ability of the foundation monk to fly, you can't run away on two legs.
If it was a battle, even if he didn't have any magic tools that he could use with six times the amount of magic that he had as a tenth-level Qi refining cultivator, it would be really difficult to cross the gap between the quantity and quality of spiritual power that had been transformed by the leap of the big class.
For a while, the four of them were divided into two sides but did not make any moves, and they all didn't know how to find a breakthrough for each other.
The side led by the fox woman felt that the person who could kill their companions in an instant, and barely escaped the assassination of the Tsukiji monk, could not be just a shallow cultivator on the surface, maybe the same Tsukiji monk hid through some strange treasure.
Because of this mutual scruples, several people looked nervous and guarded each other and each froze on the spot.
After a while, the woman first smiled and spoke: "Slave Ganxian, I don't know the name of this Taoist friend, and where did he learn?"
The two sides were supposed to be hostile, but she said such things as casual chatter.
Subconsciously looked at the Zhuji nun named Gan Xian, Du Rong only felt that her voice was soft and glutinous, and looking at the other party's eyes through the gauze of the hat also felt inexplicably good-looking and seductive.
The world in front of him seemed to be the only one left in the woman, like a bright light in the dark eternal night, attracting him to the other party's position.
This female charm has always been her forte, and even some male monks who are a little higher than her cultivation can easily fall into her way if they don't have a good control over the color level, and now this guy in front of him is obviously caught in her illusion of charm and can't extricate himself.
Gan Xian watched her spell succeed, her target was moving towards her position step by step, and she nodded in her eyes, revealing a little satisfied and rightful look.
The two men standing on both sides also let down their vigilance and showed a relaxed smile, it is not unusual to have a foundation building monk in this robbery and killing monks.
Even if a considerable part of their loot was handed over to Gan Xian, it couldn't help but be too much.
In just a few days, more than a dozen people have been ambushed, and even two low-level male cultivators have also planted on Gan Xian's charm, and the property of this foundation building period monk, even if it is only a little, it is a great wealth for them.
As for the gray-clothed companion who had died before, they naturally didn't have any sad thoughts, one less person and one less share, and this own person's inheritance was also digested internally, although they were also Qi refining cultivators, their wealth was much more than that of ordinary people.
And in their eyes, this guy who has already fallen into the Tao can instantly kill his partner, and he must be quite rich in oil and water.
These two people feel that their hearts are hot when they think about it, they only feel that today is really a good day for them, this trip to the Cloud Wind Country is full of money, and it is no longer so far away to go back to collect enough resources even to build a foundation.
Seeing that she didn't need to worry about the rest of the matter, Gan Xian said lightly: "Hong Mu, Wu Qisheng, this guy in front of me has no resistance to my flattering technique, and he is definitely not a foundation building monk." But with him being the one who killed us so quickly, it must not be as simple as the strength of the first level of Qi refining in front of him, either he has cultivated some advanced Qi Gathering Technique or there is some strange treasure.
After a while, you two will pull off the things on his body for me, and then torture him well, this person has a lot of secrets, if he is hard-mouthed, he will hand it over to me to search for the soul, although the memories will be more fragmentary, but it is better than nothing, and it can be somewhat useful. ”
Holding the meteor hammer, the monk who was called Hongmu smiled and said: "Eldest sister, don't worry about this, with the ability of the two of us to torture people, I'm afraid that even the iron-beaten man won't be able to hold half a cup of tea." ”
Gan Xian glanced at Du Rong who was walking towards her again, and saw that this situation was indeed a symptom of her own charm, and there was no problem with it, so she turned around and twisted her hips lightly, and dropped a sentence: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you." ”
Although he put away his charm against his companions, he still showed some charm after using it for a long time, and he only saw the blood of the two big men rolling.
If he hadn't known the strength of the other party, he couldn't afford to provoke her, so he would have caught her and pressed her to the ground and rubbed it.
At this time, the woman turned her back to the two, although she didn't dare to do anything with her, it was okay to get over it, staring at her writhing buttocks, but ignoring everything she wanted to capture for a while.
It was at the moment when all three of them let down their vigilance that a sharp wind emerged from the void. With a sweeping momentum, it took shape a few feet behind Gan Xian and slashed at the back of her head!
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