Chapter Seventy-Three: Ming Xiu Plank Road Secretly Chen Cang
Wu Lan slashed three times in a row, cutting out a clearing.
If his chain slashes can continue, maybe he will be able to kill a way out of the million demon vines.
It's a pity that his three-knife chain slash has great internal friction, and after one move, in the flash crowd, he is already tired and panting like a cow, and sweating like rain.
However, in less than a bag of cigarettes, the ground that had just been emptied was covered with a tide of demon vines.
Angry, Wu Lan smoked, took a few deep breaths, stabilized his breath, and said hurriedly: "I'm out of luck, what tricks do you have, hurry up, otherwise you can only wait for death." ”
The water-stopping sword in his hand, Liu Suifeng, who was like the wind, shook his head and replied, "There is no move." ”
Liu Suifeng said that he didn't recruit it, and his junior brother Liu Suiyun, who was slightly inferior in skill, didn't recruit it.
As for Wang Lin, his powerful King Kong palm is strong and powerful, and it is a must in the rivers and lakes to beat people, but in dealing with monsters like demon vines, his strength is not caught, although he gathers his hands and splits his palms endlessly, but it is only a drop in the bucket.
Cutting grass and eradicating the roots, the efficiency is worse than Wu Lan.
And the little monk who calls himself a bald donkey, the golden body of the law phase, is indeed the supreme secret book of Wuliang Temple, it is a pity that his realm is not enough, even if the demon vine is entangled, he can also do the golden body not move, but to use this to fight out of the encirclement, it is pure nonsense.
"Where's your swordsmanship?" Ye Ye thought that the senior brother of the Liu clan was a disciple of the legendary martial arts secret realm, the Pure Yang Palace, and the Pure Yang Palace was famous for its swordsmanship.
"We don't cultivate enough, and we can't use the sword technique." Liu Suiyun replied gloomily.
"Isn't it?"
Ye Ye suddenly said: "Could it be that you came out to walk the rivers and lakes without even bringing a signal arrow for help?" ”
Liu Suiyun was stunned and asked, "What signal arrow?" ”
"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet, haven't you heard of it?" Wu Lan gestured and said, "I originally had this kind of arrow, but I was too anxious to enter the forest, and I left it in the carriage and didn't bring it." ”
After Wu Lan's explanation, Liu Suifeng understood, and he said to Liu Suiyun: "Senior brother, cover me." ”
Liu Suiyun nodded, the sword light of Daixue in his hand was sheng, the snow was bright, and the group protected Liu Suifeng, cutting off all the demon vines that attacked from all directions.
Liu Suifeng was able to free his hand, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and quickly folded it.
In the blink of an eye, a paper crane took shape.
"What is this going to do?"
A few people peeked over and saw it, all of them puzzled.
Liu Suifeng didn't explain, his left hand clenched his fist, his right hand index finger and turned it into a sword, and said to the paper crane: "Heaven and earth law spirit, listen to my order, get up!" ”
Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the paper crane stretched its wings and legs like a real white crane, stood up, and finally stumbled into the air and flew up.
It's just that after the paper crane flies up, one high and one low, it sinks together, like a broken candle in the wind and rain, and there is a danger of falling to the ground at any time, so that everyone sweats for it in their hearts.
Seeing that the paper crane finally flew into the sky with the wind and disappeared into the dark sky, Liu Suifeng said: "This is the Fa Ling paper crane, which can fly for hundreds of miles and has the ability to ventilate and report information." As long as there are people from my Pure Yang Palace within a radius of 100 miles, they will come to help when they receive the psychic paper crane."
Liu Suifeng and Liu Suiyun secretly went down the mountain to find Shi Bo Sword Cultivator, and came to Guobei County because of rumors of swordsmanship. They didn't expect that the rumors of the sword magic were false.
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Nie Xiaoqian, with her familiarity with the terrain, and her uncle Ji Zongbu quickly left Xuanyinzi behind.
When I saw the fire in front of me, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the sound of shouting and shouting, and the sound of fighting was endless, and when I got closer, I found that it was Wang Lin and them, and I couldn't help but feel happy.
But just when I wanted to go over and join them, in the demon fog in the distance, more than a dozen female ghosts came out of the gloomy landscape.
If these female ghosts see her with a person, they will definitely tell the old witch about the matter, and there will be twists and turns, which will be unfavorable to her and her uncle Ji Zongbu.
It was Nie Xiaoqian who immediately said: "Uncle, you go and join them, and I will lure away those female ghosts to come to you again." ”
Ji Zongbu was not afraid of ghosts, but when he saw that Nie Xiaoqian had made up his mind, he gave two instructions, turned around and ran in the direction of Wang Lin and them.
Nie Xiaoqian floated head-on to the dozen or so female ghosts, not the Xiaoqing she was familiar with, and asked pretendedly, "Where are you going, Xiaoqing?" ”
"Grandma asked us to go to Lanruo Temple to greet guests." A female ghost replied.
"Our place is lively tonight, Xiaoqing is busy, Sister Xiaoqian, you are very leisurely." Another female ghost added.
"Then you go, and I won't delay you."
After the female ghost left, Nie Xiaoqian turned around to find her uncle Ji Zongbu and them, but found that they were missing just now.
This old witch relied on the supreme demon method, with the help of the black wind forest with infinite yin qi, to create a demon space, everywhere is a blurred demon mist, the vegetation is uncertain, one wrong step is a hundred wrong steps.
Nie Xiaoqian also had no choice but to look for it again.
Unexpectedly, after walking less than a hundred steps, the sound of the robe hunting wind sounded in his ears, the black shadow flashed, and the haunting Xuanyin appeared in front of him with compassion.
Why didn't the old witch catch the cow's nose that was killed by the day, could it be that the cow's nose was too thin?
Nie Xiaoqian maliciously speculated that the old witch had been taking tonic for a while now, and her nutrition was too rich, and she learned to pick fat and thin.
Of course, it is also possible that this bull's nose is too powerful, and there are all kinds of martial arts spells, which are not easy to deal with. The old witch thought about picking up the soft pinch of the persimmon, and decided to clean up the other martial arts masters first.
This time it's a real enemy meeting.
As soon as Xuan Yinzi saw Nie Xiaoqian, he didn't say a word, but Yu stepped up, and the spell was recited.
"When you're out and about, when something is wrong, you can help you block it a little bit."
Nie Xiaoqian remembered what the old witch said when she forced herself to wear the bell ankleblet, the Dementor Bell, maybe this is not just a monitor and a locator, but also has other functions.
Thinking like this, she saw the Xuanyin Zi talisman sacrificed, hurriedly took off the soul bell, raised her hand and threw one at the rushing talisman.
With a bang, the soul bell collided with the talisman, and exploded violently, flying golden light and black gas.
The talisman vanished, and the ash flutter of the dementor bell fell to the ground, completely losing its shining silver luster.
Nie Xiaoqian was overjoyed, she could take this opportunity to get rid of the control of the soul bell and use the soul bell to resist the exorcism talisman, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. Later, if the old witch asked about the soul bell, she completely pushed two, two, two, and three, and planted the loss of the soul bell on Xuanyinzi.
Seeing that the magic talisman had been cracked, Xuanyinzi was not only not annoyed, but stared at the remaining soul bell in Nie Xiaoqian's hand: "What kind of monster is this?" ”
"Fight the righteous bell of the evil Taoist, the evil way, watch the bell!" Nie Xiaoqian said coldly, and threw the soul bell in her hand again.
Xuan Yinzi watched the dementor bell swing straight into the air, the power was not obvious, and there was no deterrent at all.
"Insect carving skills."
He laughed in his heart, stretched his five fingers, reached out with his big hand, and directly grabbed the soul bell in his hand.
Even when he grabbed the soul bell, Nie Xiaoqian took the opportunity to escape, but he was not in a hurry.
Because he can track Nie Xiaoqian once, he can track Nie Xiaoqian twice, just like a demon monkey can't escape from the palm of a Buddha, he doesn't think Nie Xiaoqian can escape from his palm.
In infusing mana, exploring the mystery of the soul bell, knowing that the soul bell is not an ordinary magic weapon, and its function is by no means as simple and rude as Nie Xiaoqian's throwing around, it is likely that he will be inspired by refining the magic weapon in the future, and even on the way to cultivation, Xuanyin Zi is like a treasure.
He shook the soul bell, listened to the crisp and melodious ringtone, and said with a smile: "Saion knows if he is a blessing, it turns out that he is still a treasure girl." ”