Chapter Seventy-Four: Escape!
As soon as Chen Shaofeng's words fell, his face changed, and he hurriedly dodged away.
A sword light streaked through, and a deep sword mark appeared where he had been standing.
Chen Shaofeng raised his head and looked at Feng Zihua, "It turns out that you have hidden your strength. β
"Yes, I originally wanted to save my strength to deal with those stinky girls of Biyun Sect, but I didn't expect two of them to be killed by you, and one was scared away by you. β
"Biyun Sect?"
"What? Haven't you heard of Biyun Sect? How did you come to this cultivation? Could it be that there is some kind of adventure?"
"How many sects is Biyun Sect?"
Feng Zihua's eyes rolled when he heard this, and he said after a while: "Biyun Sect is a five-grade sect, and the masters in the sect are like clouds.
Even if you get out alive, you won't necessarily be able to escape their pursuit. In this case, you give me that storage ring, and I recommend you to my Flame Sect. β
Chen Shaofeng stood in place, his face was uncertain, but in fact, he was secretly pranayama and consumed true qi.
Feng Zihua thought that he had moved, and the strange color in his eyes flashed away, waiting in place.
After a while, Feng Zihua saw that Chen Shaofeng was still hesitating, so he said, "Don't worry, I, Feng Zihua, mean what I say."
Moreover, my Flame Flame Sect and their Biyun Sect have always been at odds, and after you join my Flame Flame Sect, the sect will never hand you over to the Biyun Sect. β
"Is it that good?"
"The big sects all want to be faced, with your cultivation strength, plus my recommendation, you can become an inner disciple as soon as you enter the sect.
The inner disciples are already enough to make the sect pay attention to it, and then it will not be what the Biyun Sect wants to handle. β
"What is the main aspect of the Flame Sect?"
Feng Zihua said in his heart when he heard this: "Idiot boy, it's really naΓ―ve. If it weren't for the fear that you would run away, Lao Tzu wouldn't bother to tell you this. β
But he said, "My Flame Flame Sect is divided into the front mountain and the back mountain. The front mountain mainly cultivates martial arts, and the back mountain mainly refines medicine and alchemy. β
"Oh, and alchemy?"
Seeing this, Feng Zihua walked over with a smile, "Little brother, are you also interested in alchemy?"
Chen Shaofeng saw the other party coming, and at the same time he was vigilant and waiting for the opportunity, ready to give him a fatal blow.
Seeing the vigilance and "nervousness" in Chen Shaofeng's eyes, Feng Zihua's tense heart also relaxed a little.
Continuing to walk towards Chen Shaofeng, Chen Shaofeng pretended to take a step back.
"Little brother, don't be afraid, join the sect, you are my little junior brother.
You were recommended by me again, and we will be brothers on the same front from now on. β
Feng Zihua had already walked two meters away from Chen Shaofeng and was still approaching.
Chen Shaofeng put his hand on the storage ring, "hesitating" whether to take it off, his eyes gradually became firm in hesitation, and he pretended to take off the ring.
Feng Zihua was overjoyed in his heart, and was just about to speak, when suddenly a donkey rolled sideways.
"Phew!"
The sword flashed.
"Ah~"
Feng Zihua screamed and injured his leg. Seeing that Chen Shaofeng's long sword was approaching again, he had to spin on the spot again.
"Phew!"
This time he failed to escape, and one leg was cut off by Chen Shaofeng's sword.
"Ah~"
While screaming, Feng Zihua stretched out his hand into his arms, ready to use the spirit talisman to escape, he had already been killed by Chen Shaofeng.
Seeing this, Chen Shaofeng used the first form of the Nine Swords of Rama.
"Angry Mountains!"
Feng Zihua didn't have time to activate the spirit rune, so he had to pull out the palm in his arms and continue to raise his sword to resist.
"Dang!"
A sword shook Chen Shaofeng's qi and blood a little, and besides, this Feng Zihua was also a powerhouse in the early stage of the Splitting Dan Realm, and it was not so easy to deal with.
Chen Shaofeng didn't care about some unsmooth qi and blood, and hurriedly raised his sword to kill again.
Feng Zihua's leg was cut off, and he was unable to move, so he was just dragging one leg on the ground and moving.
"Dang!"
"Dang!"
......
"Reverse the river fall!"
Chen Shaofeng once again slashed out with all his might.
"Bang!"
Feng Zihua was so shocked by this sword that he spat blood, and his actions slowed down a little, and he saw Chen Shaofeng kill with a sword again, regardless of the blood on the corner of his mouth.
Feng Zihua hurriedly said: "Wait, little brother, what I just said is true, I really didn't lie to you." If you spare me, I'm sure I don't care about the past suspicions, I ......"
"Phew!"
Chen Shaofeng split Feng Zihua into two sections with a sword.
After killing Feng Zihua, Chen Shaofeng spit out a mouthful of blood and sat on the grass with his buttocks.
Panting heavily, after a long while, Chen Shaofeng climbed up to Feng Zihua's body with difficulty, and escaped from his arms with the big and red flame vermilion fruit.
Chen Shaofeng didn't look closely, and searched again. He also searched for a light cyan spirit talisman from his arms, and entered the true qi to feel it slightly, "Ten miles of wind escape talisman, it's not bad." β
By the way, the more than 30 killing primordial stones that were found were included in the storage ring along with the ten-mile wind escape talisman.
After that, Chen Shaofeng sat cross-legged and began to close his eyes to heal and recover from consumption.
It's not that he doesn't want to find a safe place, he's just too tired and has injuries. If you encounter a villain or a dangerous monster again, you will be in danger.
......
"Roar~"
Chen Shaofeng, who was pranayama, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the voice. A black lion galloped towards this direction like a gust of wind.
Chen Shaofeng didn't care about the injuries on his body, got up and ran into the distance.
"Damn, it's the Wind Demon Lion, it must have smelled the blood here.
This Tempest Demon Lion was not easy to deal with even in my heyday, and I am now wounded, and I am no match for it at all. β
Seeing Chen Shaofeng fleeing into the distance, the Tempest Demon Lion glanced at the corpse on the ground, ignored it, and chased after Chen Shaofeng who had fled here.
Chen Shaofeng noticed the movement in the distance behind him, looked back, his face changed, and he hurriedly ran barefoot.
"What the hell? Aren't there a few corpses on the ground? Why are you chasing after me?"
Thinking about it, Chen Shaofeng still desperately ran towards the front.
Along the way, it is almost drawn into a straight line afterimage, although the consumption is intense, but there is no way to do it.
After all, there are only two wind escape charms, so it's best to keep them in case you need them.
"Roar~"
The Wind Demon Lion seemed to be angry, and a faint black glow appeared on its body, and its speed increased.
Sensing the movement behind him, Chen Shaofeng's face was a little ugly, "Damn, it seems that you can't get rid of it without the Wind Escape Talisman." β
Thinking of this, Chen Shaofeng quickly took out a ten-mile wind escape talisman from Feng Zihua's body from his arms, and quickly infused his true qi to activate.
A burst of blue light shone, and Chen Shaofeng's figure disappeared in place.
The Tempest Demon Lion who chased after him watched Chen Shaofeng disappear in place, a trace of dazedness flashed in his eyes, and he stopped in place and roared angrily.
At this moment, a strange and regular sound was heard, and the Wind Lion heard the sound and obediently began to return the way it came.