Five minutes later, the streets and alleys were poor.

The three-headed Heavenly Demon slowly seeped out from the crack in the wall, silently condensing into three thorny black shadows, staring at the man walking at the end of the alley.

The man was ragged, bloodstained, and hurried, looking at the tactical crystal on his wrist as he hurried, like a late office worker.

This strange image is completely inconsistent with the burning city.

Even though the Heavenly Demons didn't have much ability to think on their own, they still sensed a hint of weirdness, but before they could think deeply, the instinct of killing and invasion had already driven them to let out a terrifying scream and pounce on the man.

Suddenly-

The three-headed heavenly demon, as if he had been immobilized, froze in mid-air and motionless in a very funny posture, and even the screaming sound was stuck, as if the old hen had cut her throat with a knife.

In the "surroundment" of the three-headed Heavenly Demon, Li Yao lightly clicked on the Tactical Crystal Brain to search for the latest information on the Nether Blade.

Unsurprisingly, there was no news of the Nether Blade.

As time passed, on the floating model of the Nether Blade's strength built by Li Yao, even if there was no elixir, the strength of this primordial old monster was slowly recovering, bit by bit.

At this moment, Li Yao's evaluation of the winning rate has dropped to 28.1%.

But he didn't dare to hope that the Nether Blade would once again foolishly rush out and lose with another primordial old monster, so that he could pick up the bargain.

At this moment, the combat power of the Nether Blade was roughly reduced to 55% of its initial combat power.

That's a pretty perfect number.

No matter how low it is, with the wisdom and determination of a primordial old monster, he will definitely withdraw from the battlefield without looking back, and he will never be confused by some petty profits and put himself in a dangerous situation.

Even now, Li Yao estimated that the Nether Blade would not strike again.

Since the Hall of Eternal Life has been lurking in the Tenth Star Ring for so long. There must be a lot of secret bases, and the Nether Blade will definitely be bent on avoiding the pursuit of the Yuan Infant on the cultivator's side, and abscond to the secret base for treatment and recovery.

After that, according to the recovery of combat effectiveness and the changes in the battle situation in the outside world, it was decided to continue the assassination. Or a clean evacuation.

Therefore, this second is when the Nether Blade is at its weakest, and it will not be weaker anymore.

The biggest problem is how to lock down the Nether Blade.

Even if there is only half of the combat power left, the lone thief like Nether Blade can fight for more than one star thief group with his own strength, and of course he is proficient in the art of concealment.

Coupled with the siege of the Heavenly Demons, there was a big chaos, even if more than a dozen Yuan Babies joined forces. They may not be able to find the Nether Blade.

Li Yao is even more unlikely.

But......

Just because he can't find the Nether Blade doesn't mean the Nether Blade can't find him.

"Let's take a gamble, Nether Blade......"

Li Yao muttered, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but two lumps of ice crystals seemed to be pierced out from the depths of his pupils, and he was extremely cold.

Ordinary bait will never make the current Nether Blade tempting.

But Li Yao believes he is different.

First of all, he destroyed the first major operation of the Hall of Eternal Life on the Iron Yuan Star. It also contributed to the reconciliation and exchange between the Tieyuan and the Flying Star people.

Secondly, "Mountains and seas black lotus." The Four Kings of Immortality", among them, the Mountain King Yan Xixi died in his hands, if the Nether Blade was really the 'Black King', even if he never thought of avenging the Mountain King, but if he could kill Li Yao, he would be able to invisibly surpass the dead Mountain King. and the other two kings.

Finally, and most importantly, Li Yao had just been attacked by the Nether Blade once half a day ago.

Being able to cultivate to the Yuanying level, whether it is a true cultivator or an immortal cultivator, all of them are a bit of perfectionism. I hate giving up halfway, at least Li Yao himself.

The target of the failed attack was still swaggering under his nose, this kind of humiliation and temptation, Li Yao believed, even if he was a primitive old monster, he might not be able to endure it.

"Nether Blade, the prey that just escaped by mistake, has been delivered to the door by itself, will you do it?"

Li Yao spent three seconds, in the depths of his mind, to scrutinize the thirteen traps he had just conceived from beginning to end, and made sure that he had reached the limit of his layout, nodded with satisfaction, and then-

"Click!"

He took off the tactical crystal brain distributed by the command center, and finally skimmed through the key information, threw the tactical crystal brain into the air, opened the five fingers of his right hand, and grabbed it fiercely.

The tactical crystal brain burst in an instant, turning into a wave of crystal sand

Li Yao cut off all ties with the cultivation realm, and once again became a single-handed, alone.

Although the Tactical Crystal Brain can provide him with a lot of precious information, he can contact others in the spirit network node, and others can also track and lock him in turn through 'hot spot perception', 'divine thought mining', and so on.

Now, Li Yao could already determine that the infiltration of immortal cultivators into the cultivation realm had reached a very terrifying level.

He really didn't know who the people hidden behind the spiritual net were the cultivators and who were the immortal cultivators.

So, just don't believe in anyone, just rely on yourself!

One person, one knife, interplanetary!

"The true strength of immortal cultivators is far weaker than that of cultivators, but when they hide in the dark, they can unscrupulously arrange, set up ambushes, conspire, and raid, and when cultivators gather a large army to attack them, they can be reduced to pieces and disappear without a trace."

"Darkness is their most powerful magic weapon!"

"Now, I have this magic weapon too."

"The cultivator is in the light, the immortal cultivator is in the dark, and I, Li Yao, sink into a place that is darker than the darkness, how the immortal cultivator hits the cultivator, I will fight the cultivator!"

Li Yao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In the air, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke and rust, cold and sweet, reminded him of a long, long time ago, in the Magic Treasure Tomb, he hid in the darkness of the depths of the garbage heap, holding the sharp blade made of scrap steel upside down, and coldly stared at countless enemies more than ten times stronger than him.

No, not the enemy.

It's the prey.

Prey for vultures.

Licking his chapped lips because of **, Li Yao smiled slightly and walked out of the alley quickly.

It wasn't until he walked out seven steps that the three Heavenly Demons, who had been suppressed in mid-air by spiritual energy, regained their ability to move.

They were stunned for a moment. Dancing with teeth and claws, ready to pounce.

But in an instant, he didn't even have time to scream, and he tore into thousands of pieces.

Li Yao waved his hand.

Like, swatting three flies to death.

……

Downtown, an underground car park. The gaps in the hundreds of shuttles were crowded with shivering ordinary citizens.

The atmosphere was very depressing, many people wanted to cry, and they were afraid that the heavenly demons outside would notice the movement, so they could only bite the back of their hands and suppress it.

In the corner squatted an old man with a withered appearance, his gray hair was messy, stained with dead leaves and sludge.

Draped in a battered cotton coat. It hadn't moved for a long time, and it seemed like it was half dead.

Such a soulless old man can be seen everywhere in the siege of the Heavenly Demons.

But no one knows that he is the old monster of the Yuanying, the "Nether Blade" Zhuangziyou!

Behind the panicked expression, deep in the gray-brown eyes, extremely calm and indifferent, shrouded by the cotton coat. Silently, a dim curtain of light was inspired, through the eyeliner that spread all over the outside. Stay up-to-date.

"Whew!"

A faint sound of breaking through the air vibrated his eardrums.

The corners of Nether Blade's mouth twitched, knowing that it was a cultivator's primordial infant, and the sword flew through the air above his head.

So what?

He had already used the Divine Technique to compress his strength to the extreme, unless more than a dozen Yuan Infants surrounded this parking lot. Distinguish them one by one, otherwise even if it is Da Luo Jinxian, they will never want to find him.

The terrifying wound on his waist was temporarily sealed, and the shattered spleen was firmly glued together by the psionic energy. At least it won't let his combat effectiveness continue to fall.

After taking a few 'Bear Muscle and Bone Strengthening Pills', his spiritual energy and divine soul have grown a lot, which is enough to cope with new battles.

After successfully killing two Jiedan, seventeen Zhuji and countless Qi refiners, and fighting three tricks with another Yuanying, this result is really not bad.

Here, there is a secret base closest to the Hall of Eternal Life, which is still 3.4 kilometers away.

In the secret base, there are well-equipped medical cabins and deep sleep cabins, which can allow him to restore his combat effectiveness to more than 95% in three hours.

However, Nether Blade is still waiting for its time.

There are still three or four Yuan Ying outside who are searching for him violently, and they are showing their heads at this moment, and they are killing themselves.

Anyway, the injury was not serious, he waited here slowly, as a lone thief, he has always been the most patient, the most aware of the power of darkness.

After a while, a subordinate report came from the light curtain.

"Elder Zhuang, we deliberately exposed the two 'Black Spider Eight Blades', and sure enough, all the enemy primordial infants were mobilized, and in the Huxi District, another hidden Heavenly Demon Altar has been launched, seducing a large number of Heavenly Demons to descend, which is expected to attract more power from the enemy!"

"Now, within 15.5 kilometers around you, there is no existence of the enemy primordial infant, and the external spiritual energy is disordered, the heavenly demons are raging, and the enemy's primordial infant's divine search range has been reduced to a minimum, and it is impossible to find you ten kilometers away!"

Nether Blade smiled faintly: "You guys work hard, let the Black Spider Eight Blades not take it lightly, at this moment, the comparison between the enemy and me on the battlefield is still very severe, if you are really entangled by the Yuan Baby, it will definitely be a fatal situation!" ”

"Remember our purpose, this battle is not to win, and it is impossible to win at all, but to establish our invincible power among ordinary people, and at the same time, to weaken the power of the cultivation realm as much as possible!"

"Save yourself, it's the first, fight the enemy, it's the second, the situation is not right, retreat immediately, you must not fall in love with the war!"

"Anyway, we have sown the seeds of fear in the hearts of ordinary people and low-level cultivators, the goal of this battle has been initially achieved, seeing that the enemy's Yuan Ying has arrived one after another, and the Heavenly Demon has been gradually killed, it is time for us to gradually enter the next stage and prepare to retreat."

The subordinate nodded: "Zhuang Lao is wise!" ”

Nether Blade coughed violently, stood up against the wall, and staggered deeper into the parking lot, ready to return to the secret base.

At this moment, a new message came from the light curtain, which caught his eye.

"The sand scorpion, the first warrior of the six divisions of Tieyuan, appeared alone!" (To be continued.) )