Chapter 43: False and True
"Phantom snake, also known as snake tail vine, its blood is extremely hallucinogenic and hallucinating."
Flowing night, Shi Shi jumped down from a high place, as light as a sparrow.
Behind him, Lancas hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey! Don't leave me alone! He couldn't stand at such a high altitude, and subconsciously leaned down and hugged the "branch" where he was standing.
The uneven scale sensation made him realize that they were standing on the head of the snake, and he looked frightened, and hurriedly tried to stand up in a panic, but his balance was unstable, and he fell down at once, and his eyes were full of stars.
At this time, Yi Feng was no longer as chic and complacent as before, his body was full of blood holes, blood flowed like a spring, and he was holding on to the ground for a long time: "When did you ......?"
"From the moment I approached the Phantom Snake, of course." Liuye walked up to him, smiling and proud, "I cut the snake's skin at the first time and let its blood blew out - what you see afterwards is all hallucination." β
Along the way, Yi Feng's malice is almost undisguised. Furthermore, the disguise of the illusory snake is also controlled by its thinking; A pseudo-snake in the Yin Wind Forest that was not more than a Xuan Rank and had not opened the Spiritual Wisdom Illusion Pseudo-Snake would actually know the Holy Spirit Fruit of the Temple of Light?
"You, you, can you not show off like this as if holding a script of 'the villain dies from talking too much'......" Lancasri fell all over his body, and it took him a while to get up with difficulty, and he brushed himself up with a healing technique, and suddenly felt alive. Although the priest's physical fitness is poor, as long as he has breath and spiritual power, he is still very good at recovering.
Out of professional habits, he subconsciously threw a life fluctuation probe into that compartment-
"Flowing Night! - Let's go! β
Under the investigation, he suddenly found that Yi Feng's vitality was still stable and majestic, and it was not at all the appearance of being on the verge of death!
"Huh!" A sneer suddenly overflowed from Yi Feng's low-hanging head.
At the same time, with his hand like a blade, he sliced through the air like a swift wind.
The surrounding wind exploded, making Liuye's body even more unstable.
Such a premeditated and powerful move is strong and solid. The strong spiritual power fluctuations burst open, knocking it out at once, hitting the forest tree and bending his waist, dragging a long pit on the ground, and falling straight to the bottom of a cliff in the distance, life and death are unknown.
The earth-shaking changes between the electric light and flint made Lancasri stunned for a moment: "Flow, flow night? β
"Huh!" Yi Feng snorted coldly, wiped a handful of dust and blood on his face, and slowly stood up.
Lancasri suddenly realized: "You are not a Xuanjie! - You are a pseudo-Xuanjie! β
Yi Feng sorted it out a little, and put on that playful smile again: "Yes, I am a ground-level cultivator." β
The lower level can be upgraded to the higher level through some means; Similarly, the high-level can also use certain methods to suppress the cultivation and disguise it as the low-level. It's just that this kind of practice is detrimental to the foundation of cultivation.
In his tone, there was a little bit of emotion: "This ninth young master of the Su family, he can live to this day, and he really has some ability." β
- If Su Liuye is a young master who grew up in the Su family, he is the young master of Xingjiu.
"I vaguely felt that something was wrong, and I couldn't help it," Yi Feng said in a loud voice, "so I deliberately pretended to be seriously injured, and sure enough, I attracted you out." β
"......" Lancasri is simply powerless to complain: why, why...... Obviously, you can manipulate the phantom snake to create such a vivid illusion, but you have to feed the logic to the dog......
Yi Feng looked at him with a smile: "Now, it's your turn." β
Lancasri nervously touched his staff: "You, who are you......"
Yi Feng didn't answer, but smiled and said, "I can make you think firstβshould you put a shield on yourself, or do you want to attack with holy light?" β
Is it a shield or an attack? Lancas thought for a second, then reacted to being led away by him, and hurriedly raised his staff solemnly: "Holy Light ......"
"It's too slow." Yi Feng had already jumped up to him lightly, grabbed his staff with one hand, and sneered: "At the level of your priests, can you fight?" β
There is a wind, a slight rise.
Yi Feng himself specializes in the wind system and is extremely sensitive to the wind element. Although it was only a very slight affair, he still felt that something was wrong-
The direction of the wind is reversed.
Fang Sheng was vigilant, and in an instant, the tiny micro-green sword rays shot densely and overwhelmingly.
The breeze and drizzle are extinguished!
Yi Feng's face changed drastically. What shocked him even more was that these countless swords were all controlled!
This is a higher realm that even he has not cultivated!
"Did you have a good fight?" A voice as clear as ice and snow sounded coolly: "Now, it's my turn." β
Yi Feng looked at the sound, and saw Liuye standing on the edge of the cliff expressionlessly, his extremely black long hair floating behind him, like the deepest night man.
Moreover, his whole body was clean, and he did not appear to be injured in the slightest, and even his clothes were not damaged in the slightest.
Lancasri exclaimed, "Flowing night! β
Yi Feng shouted in disbelief: "How is it possible! How could I be unscathed! He was shocked, and he parried the sword even more embarrassed.
Liuye raised his eyebrows and smiled, full of murderous intent and cold: "You guess." While controlling the sword mang, she also cast a spiritual spell: "Wind, know the strength of the grass." β
The wind was blowing on the flats.
Yi Feng's heart trembled completely, and he attacked several times, and fled with the help of the wind.
Liuya watched expressionlessly, and did not pursue. She glanced down at the deep scar on her chestβthe wound was so deep into her bones that she could even see her heart beating bright red.
She certainly couldn't have been unscathed. It's just that......
As Yuanqiu said, if the "source" is not destroyed, she will not die. Yi Feng's glaive is extremely green, and it can't hurt her origin.
Moreover, she got used to it after the pain, and this time, she didn't feel much pain, not as much as the wound cut by the black mist in the book of sin.
If you cover it up with illusionary hearts and dust, it will seem harmless.
"Flowing Night?" Lancasri called her cautiously, fearing that the night would be a script-like support, and the person would kneel as soon as he left.
"Something must have happened at the camp." Liuye gathered his thoughts and killing intent, "You hide here, I'll go back to the camp and have a look." β
"Huh?" Lancasri was shocked, very panicked, "Don't leave me alone, I'll be eaten by demon beasts......"
Liuye asked him to follow him back to the camp: "Then you follow me." β
But before he could take two steps, Lancastery was running out of breath behind him, struggling to keep up with his short legs: "Sue, Sue Suliu...... Wait, wait, I'......."
"......" Liuye's disgust overflowed, "Are you priests so dished?" β
...... "I'm telling you, you're going to lose your treatment like this!"
The priests of the Temple of Light are indeed delicate and noble, but they have extremely strong recovery abilities, and they have always been very protected, cared for, and respected. Like the Night......
"Well, I'll put up a shelf and drag you."
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Listening to the words that were obviously very caring, the priest of Lancasri had a little bad feeling inexplicably.
Sure enough, five minutes later, Liuye put the wooden shelf in front of him, which was so simple that it couldn't be more simple: "Sit." β
ββ¦β¦ How do you sit on this? β
"Catch on your stomach?"
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Out of responsibility for the safety of his own life, Lancasri cried and added a reinforcement magic to the wooden frame, and grabbed it on his stomach.
"Wow! - Ahh - Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow night, you slow down......"
The screams of the priests of Lancasri resounded through the forest, blasting birds from the branches.
Liuye dragged the wooden frame with rattan ties, and the dragon walked like a snake. Lancasri knew that Liuye had really slowed down and waited for him......
"Why are you priests so dished?" Liuye was helpless, "Add a mute spell to yourself." β
...... "I'll tell you, you're really going to be left without treatment!"