Chapter 67: An Unexpected Counterattack
Those old sect gentlemen didn't even have room to fight back, they were being pressed and beaten by me from beginning to end.
And the only true immortal who can pose a threat to me is that he is restrained by the sixth master.
Judging from the current situation, as long as the True Immortal Weng did not use those secret techniques unique to the old sect and only relied on his physical body to fight with the Sixth Master in close combat, he should not be able to gain the upper hand.
Actually, I'm quite glad now, really, with this murder weapon in my hand, I feel better than any magic weapon.
Fighting the enemy is certainly what Mr. Xingli should do, and it is also a way to determine each other's "status in the rivers and lakes".
No matter how good the opponent is in hand-to-hand combat alone, as long as the fighting method can beat the opponent, it means that he is stronger than the opponent, there is no doubt about this!
But I can't care so much now, whether it's fighting or hand-to-hand combat, as long as it's practical.
As for what outsiders will think of me, I don't care about that, I just want to win, preferably all the way to the end, because as long as I lose once, there is no chance of a comeback.
"What the hell are you running....... Didn't I say I wanted to have a good time with you........"
I laughed while holding the Miao knife in my hand, and chased after Zhao Sanding, as for the other old sect gentlemen, I put them down for the time being.
Among these people, those who are slightly more powerful and have a certain foundation seem to be the only ones who seem to be Zhao Sanding.
What's more, he is the apprentice of the True Immortal Weng, as long as I give priority to getting rid of him, no one else has to worry, and sooner or later he will have to die in my hands one by one........
I have to say that Zhao Sanding is still quite calm, even if he was trampled on by me and broke his palm, he did not lose his mind and the urge to pounce on me to play with me, but turned around and ran away, without hesitation at all.
The route he ran this time was to the top of the mountain, I don't know if he was in a panic or what, anyway, he didn't give the true immortal Weng a chance to rescue him.
Not to mention, Zhao Sanding's escape speed this time was much faster than before, faster than a dog, and even faster than when the sixth master ran away with him.
After chasing for less than ten seconds, the turtle grandson ran away.
But as far as I can see, his physical body is still in the state of a mortal body, and he is not like those old prophets, who can stop bleeding in a short period of time, and even the flesh and bones of the dead and dead.
Maybe it's because he's not qualified?
Like the True Immortal Weng, their first-class prophets, the power they have obtained is all given by the True God Black Robe King.
And Zhao Sanding, a first-class old sect master, should not be qualified to come into contact with the black-robed king, and even those ordinary old creatures may not be able to come into contact with them.
But I just thought so, and I still didn't dare to be careless....... Capsizing in the gutter, it's not like I've never experienced this kind of thing.
Since Zhao Sanding has a true immortal Weng as a master, maybe in private, the true immortal Weng also taught him some unique skills, which is very possible.......
Although I don't believe he can kill me, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get rid of him completely.
From the current situation, it can be seen that Zhao Sanding, the turtle grandson, is hiding hole cards!
I chopped off a hand, covered the wound and bled all the way to run so fast....... Will this be the strength that an ordinary gentleman can have?
At the same time, the rest of the old sect gentlemen gradually caught up, they didn't mean to help the true immortal Weng sweep the formation, but they just pushed my ass vigorously, as if they wanted to save Zhao Sanding.
I glanced back and saw that none of the old teachers had followed, and I felt as happy as the New Year.
Okay!
These old gentlemen are really exquisite! It's time to buy one get two, three, four, five, six!
plus Zhao Sanding, there are a total of seven old sect gentlemen, as long as I get rid of them in the mountains, and then go back to help the sixth master...... It's very likely that the real immortals will be planted here!
Thinking of this, I was even more excited, and the pace of chasing Zhao Sanding became more and more powerful, it seemed that because of the change in my mood, I found that while running, I felt as if I had broken through the limit, and I was running faster and faster.
Just as I was estimating how long it would take to catch up with Zhao Sanding, I crossed the corner of the mountain road, and I only saw Zhao Sanding standing on the edge of the cliff, holding a piece of black cloth in his hand, waving it constantly.
"What are you doing?" I couldn't help but be curious and asked.
At the moment when I asked this, I had already run up in three steps and two steps, and I didn't want to give Zhao Sanding a chance to react, so I stabbed him directly in the heart.
If this knife is really stabbed, then you don't have to think about it, it will definitely be the end of your body and soul...... But whether he can have a soul at that time depends on two things.
Every time I use the Miao Knife against an enemy, I pay a certain amount of attention to observe the changes in their souls.
I remember that the ghost of Xiangjiang told me that this knife is not an ordinary murder weapon, but also a bad spirit, whether it is dealing with a living person or a wronged person, it can hurt the soul with a blade.
If the position of the stab into the flesh is a little tricky, or the stab is a little harder, it is very likely that the other party will be directly scattered by this knife.
Not only can it kill people, but it can also kill souls.
The most insidious thing about this knife is also at this point.
I have also observed the changes in the souls of those who I killed with the Miao Knife before, although I can't see them intuitively with my eyes, but I can clearly feel that after their deaths, the breath of their souls changes from prosperity to decline, and this change only occurs in a few seconds.
Exhausted to the extreme, I couldn't detect the breath of the soul at all, and it was very likely that it was directly dispersed by the Miao Dao.
But that's fine....... Dealing with the strange existence of Mr. Old Church....... It's not enough to kill the flesh....... It's best to dispose of their souls as well.
I just didn't think of this at the beginning, so I was lucky enough to let the soul of the pretty fairy girl remain, and let the free master take it away.
If I'm not mistaken, there must be some secret methods within the old sect to resurrect the soul, maybe the pretty fairy girl is alive now...... It's just that she is still not an ordinary human body after she comes back to life, so I don't know.
"Hoo !!"
Just as I was thinking about these miscellaneous things, I heard the sound of a gust of wind, and without warning, a gust of wind swept towards me in the mountains.
That's right, the target of this gust of wind is me, and definitely no one else.
The gust of wind almost always smashed towards me, and that kind of wind can't be said to be blowing, it's completely a fatal smash!
Because I was defenseless, I was blown by this gust of wind, and I took a few steps backwards, which can be regarded as my quick reaction to control the balance, if I react slowly, I have to fly back backwards!
"What kind of trick are you......." I asked with a frown, looking at Zhao Sanding suspiciously.
At this time, I didn't dare to rush up and cut him, because the gust of wind had already given me a hint, and now Zhao Sanding should be casting spells, either to protect himself, or to fight with me to break the net.
The counterattack before death is usually the most tricky, even if Zhao Sanding's strength is not as good as mine, I don't want to take a pointless risk at this time.
At the very least, I have to see where his death is....... If it just passed in such a hurry...... Isn't it just stepping into a trap?
"I thought you were going to die....... Zhao Sanding sneered: "I didn't expect it, the body is hard enough......"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a little helpless, and raised my finger to point at myself.
"Do you just look down on me like that? Want to kill me with a gust of wind? I'm not papier-mâché! ”
As I said this, I suddenly saw something out of my eyes that I hadn't seen before.
I don't know if I don't raise my hand........ As soon as I raised my hand, I noticed that many small black bumps appeared on my arm....... It was as if a lot of rubble had been embedded in the flesh.......
I was originally more afraid of this dense thing, but now that it is still fucking appearing on my own body, that feeling is so exciting!
Almost instantly, my scalp was numb and goosebumps were running all over my body.
"This is the ?!! you made"
I asked through gritted teeth, and the more I looked at the black bumps on my arms, the more my voice trembled.
The largest of those black bumps is no bigger than a soybean, and the smallest is the size of a grain of rice.
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning......."