Chapter 63: Practicing Magical Arts (14)
Leng Fengqing protected Su Wuyao behind him, and the three of them slowly withdrew. However, the puppets did not have the slightest intention of giving in, and chased after them.
"What should I do?" Seeing this, Su Wuyao was a little anxious, "They don't seem to want us to go." ”
Leng Fengqing frowned, quickly looking for a way in his mind.
Qi Luo glanced around, and the Shocking Cloud Sword suddenly rose, and a white pillar of light centered on the three of them spread to the periphery.
As soon as the puppets came into contact with the pillar of light, they retreated again and again, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.
Su Wuyao was a little relieved at this time, but when he came to his senses, he felt strange: There is such a good method, why not use it earlier?
She only thought silently in her heart, but never spoke.
But after supporting for less than five minutes, the three of them didn't have time to retreat, but Qi Luo's face was pale and a little difficult to support.
"How are you?" Leng Fengqing asked worriedly.
Qi Luo shook his head slightly, his face was ugly, and before he could speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"What's wrong with you?" Su Wuyao was shocked, worriedly stepped forward to check, and stretched out his hand to help Qi Luo.
No wonder he didn't make a move just now, and sure enough, this kind of big move is damaging to the body.
She silently came to a conclusion in her heart, and looked at the menacing puppet, and became even more worried.
Qi Luo's cultivation is not bad, and Leng Fengqing is not a casual character, it is a problem for these two people to join forces to deal with these puppets, so aren't they going to be finished? How good is that? How can I get out?
No, no, she can't just die. She hadn't been poisoned even after being poisoned, but now she died in the hands of a group of people who were not ghosts or ghosts, it was really ......
"Hurry up and figure it out!" She said to Leng Feng Qingdao, and she was also saying to herself.
Now it seems that this desolate place is only a trap in the first place. Their whereabouts have long been exposed. There is no shelter here, and it is unobstructed, and it looks easy to attack, but it is also easy to defend. They are surrounded and caught between a dilemma. The other party will never stop at this time, and will definitely want to take them down.
Su Wuyao said to himself over and over again in his heart: "Calm down! Calm down! ”
Leng Fengqing has to deal with the dolls, and he has to withdraw to protect the two of them. Expecting him to come up with a good solution seems a bit unrealistic. Su Wuyao still decided to be self-reliant, holding Qi Luo with one hand and pulling the corner of Leng Fengqing's clothes with the other, while avoiding the puppet.
"Why don't we go from heaven?"
Since you can't go forward, backward, left, right, or left, let's go up and down!
Su Wuyao shouted at Leng Fengqing, "You Imperial Sword to carry us? ”
Before Leng Fengqing could answer, Su Wuyao glanced at Qi Luo's state again, and had to sigh. Qi Luo's move just now was too fierce, and he didn't disperse the puppet, but he was brutally counterattacked! Well, it's self-defeating.
Su Wuyao cried with a sad face, looking at the person he was supporting, and suddenly had an urge to throw him out to feed the dolls. But the thought that he would have to teach himself spells in the future immediately dispelled the idea.
A blue sword light stabbed towards the sky, but it was bounced back to the ground alive.
"No, there's an enchantment on it." Leng Fengqing shook his head, and split the puppet on the side with a sword, "Change the way." ”
Su Wuyao looked at the sky, full of despair, and said with a look of no intention of survival: "Go down?" ”
As soon as Leng Fengqing heard this, he immediately swung the water-stopping sword, used his spiritual power, and slashed towards the ground, cutting a crack between himself and the puppet opposite.