Chapter 8: Taking Risks
Ye Feifei broke out in a cold sweat.
Especially the glance that Elder Chu looked back at made him clearly feel that Elder Chu knew that he was hiding nearby.
This is the real master!
When Elder Chu walked away, it took a long time for him to dare to crawl out of the chaotic leaves.
When I came to the place where Elder Chu had just stood, the ground was clean and there was not a trace of it.
Nima's method of destroying corpses and destroying traces is really clever!
Directly turned the big living person into air, what kind of magic trick is this?
The remaining eight cards are in the hands of the elder surnamed Chu, and he is an untouchable super strong existence, it seems that this road is impassable.
The wind in his ears moved, and he reflexively rushed into a dense bush again.
As soon as he leaned down and held his breath, the grass moved, and a small animal appeared in front of him.
It was a small fox the size of a palm.
It had white and shiny hair, and its big black eyes looked at him in horror.
Injured?
His gaze fell on its trembling legs, which had a bright red scar at the base of the leg, visible to the bone, but not bleeding.
"Where?" came a man's voice, which sounded a little familiar.
The little fox nervously turned his head to look out, and then quickly turned back to stare at him, his eyes full of panic.
"Don't worry! It's injured and can't run far. It was another person's voice.
Ye Feifei's heart moved, it was Elder Chu!
He lifted the placket of his shirt and pointed inside, and the little fox looked at him fixedly, motionless.
At this time, the footsteps were already far and near.
The white shadow flashed, and the little fox quickly got into his clothes and clung to his chest.
"Huh?" the footsteps stopped.
"What's wrong?" Elder Chu asked.
The man said, "Why is it gone?"
"What's missing?" Elder Chu asked impatiently.
"My cicadas are no longer chirping, strange!"
"Elder Wang, you didn't call me over so that I could listen to your cicadas, right?" Elder Chu said unhappily.
"Elder Chu, my cicada will definitely not lie to me, it has discovered the White Fox King. Elder Wang explained.
"Nonsense! Is your cicada psychic? What is the existence of the White Fox King? You can catch its traces with just one black cicada? Then again, even if you find it, can you hurt it with your Qinghuan one-star realm?" Elder Chu became more and more angry the more he spoke.
Elder Wang said hurriedly, "Elder Chu, listen to me...... When the cicada spotted it, it was transforming into a catastrophe...... Hey, where's my cicada, where did they go?"
"Didn't it still be in your hands just now?" said Elder Chu.
Ye Feifei's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
An Elder Chu had already frightened him, and there was another Elder Wang, and ...... In front of his nose, a beetle the size of a fingernail was staring at him with its long tentacles.
Grandma, I can't deal with people, and I'm afraid of you as a little broken worm?!
"Cicada, Cicada?" As Elder Wang shouted, the two of them walked apart.
Ye Feifei carefully freed his right hand, shook his index finger, and then stretched out like lightning and pressed it...... Another twist......
The swaggering little beetle turned into a pile of shards, merging with the dirt on the ground.
"Cicada!" Elder Wang shouted and ran back quickly.
"Have you made enough trouble?" Elder Chu was furious, "I still have important things to do, you also hurry up and follow me to Sandaoling, you can't afford to delay the sect master's big business!"
Elder Wang hurriedly said, "Elder Chu, I heard the message from the cicada, and it is nearby. ”
"You can find it yourself slowly!" Elder Chu snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away.
Elder Wang shouted twice, and Elder Chu left without looking back. He leaned down again and whispered, "Cicada!"
Through the gap, Ye Feifei saw a middle-aged man with a small black beard bending down to search, his body so low that he was almost lying on the ground.
"Cicadas!"
Elder Wang was getting closer and closer to his hiding place.
"Cicada, come back!" a thin palm reached in.
Ye Feifei's whole body instantly tensed.
That hand only had to reach forward half an inch further to reach his face!
He decided to take a risk!
Holding the sword in his left hand, his right hand reached out like lightning, grabbed Elder Wang's wrist and twisted and pulled it hard, and at the same time the sword was handed forward.
Elder Wang was too focused on finding his black cicada, and as soon as he caught it, he leaned forward and fell to the ground, and at the same time, the sword stabbed into his chest with a thud.
Elder Wang shouted and turned over and jumped up, throwing Ye Feifei and his sword into the air.
The force was so great that the sword almost came out of his hand.
I still underestimate the enemy!
Ye Feifei was in mid-air, and found that Elder Wang quickly clicked twice on his chest, and the wound immediately stopped bleeding, and then pulled out a cold and shining sword from his waist, and the sword body swung towards him.
It's so fast that it's dizzying.
There's no way, it's come to this, I can only fight hard!
His body fell, and at the same time he swung his sword to meet him, and the cold ice sword technique he learned from Yan Wu finally came in handy.
However, as soon as the two swords touched, the overwhelming force pressed down the sword body, and his ice sword technique only issued one style, and the second style could no longer be used.
"The people of the Ice Valley?"
The two landed one after another, and Elder Wang glared at him with a gloomy face.
"Cold Ice Valley doesn't accept male disciples, who are you?"
Still have the leisure to talk nonsense with you?
Ye Feifei has only one thought now, either run or fight hard!
He didn't escape in the first place, firstly because he wasn't sure if he could really escape, and partly because he didn't believe that the sword just now wouldn't hurt this person at all.
Unless he's not human!
Sure enough, Elder Wang's teeth clenched, his face turned pale, and at a glance he could tell that he was trying to suppress the painful expression.
What about great strength? Who made you hurt first?
Take advantage of your illness to kill you!
Ye Feifei swung his sword and rushed forward.
The first time the Ice Sword Technique was used was a bit stiff, but after a few rounds in front of this Elder Wang, who was a master at all, the more profound sword path was realized by him.
Like the world's kung fu, the ultimate of kendo is one word: fast!
In terms of strength, Elder Wang is much higher than him, and his swordsmanship is far more fancy than practical, but he is better than a fast word, and Elder Wang is injured, although the strength of each sword is considerable, but compared to him...... It's just too slow!
After more than a dozen moves, Ye Feifei's confidence skyrocketed, and the sword became more and more handy.
He deliberately avoided letting the two swords intersect, and went off the rails, looking for flaws in speed.
Sure enough, when the two of them fought for nearly twenty styles, Elder Wang could no longer keep up with his speed, and he was frequently hit on his chest and arms, his coat was torn, and his skin was bloody.
"How can this be reasonable!" Elder Wang was furious, his long sword swung continuously, and more than a dozen swords were handed out one after another, but they were all dodged by Ye Feifei one by one.
The other party is not on the same level as himself, he knows it very well in his heart. However, he couldn't use his strength, the wound on his chest needed to be protected by excessive divine power, and he had to divide a part of his spirit to deal with Ye Feifei's increasingly erratic swordsmanship, which soon made him powerless.
The opponent sees himself as a target for practice!
How could this keep him from being angry?
Wow, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, Elder Wang's body shook, and he took a few steps back to stabilize his body with his sword on the ground, "Little doll, who are you?"