Chapter 200: Who is the Fisherman?

A group of red shadows roared through the mountains and forests like a raging flood, and the rich bloody aura directly made some low-level demon beasts who went out to forage not dare to come forward, so they had to look at the group of people who were rushing past from not far away with a fearful gaze. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Soon after the red crowd flashed by, another black shadow jumped out from the tree, he dodged and stopped on a tree trunk, looked up at the red figures running wildly, couldn't help frowning, and said in a low voice:

"If it drags on like this, I'm afraid that the puppet sect master will have to chase after me."

After a moment of silence, Xing Tian gritted his teeth and said secretly: "Hold the bold and starve to death, if you don't have a chance to do it again, then you can only force it." ”

"En, young man, I appreciate that about you. The middle-aged man was happy, this kid really had a ruffian, and then said: "Don't worry, I will put my Yuan Li on you appropriately, and you can do whatever you want." ”

"Thank you senior!" Xing Tian immediately made up his mind, and what he was waiting for was this sentence. After that, he toed a little branch again, and his body fluttered down, and then his figure continued to hang the team in front of him.

Two teams of different numbers rushed through the mountains and forests, one after the other, no more than 100 meters apart from each other.

Hanging tightly behind the team in front, Xing Tian silently counted the time in his heart, so after a few minutes passed, he finally couldn't bear it, and stomped on the trunk of the tree with the soles of his feet, Du Gang and Soaring, but it suddenly appeared, and the team of ten thousand blood and others in front of him suddenly stopped, and his heart beat at the moment, slowed down, quietly rose to the branches, and cautiously approached the past.

In a clearing in the forest, Wan Xue waved his hand to stop the team, looked at a puppet disciple sent out to explore the path in front of him with a calm face, and said coldly, "Is there movement ahead?"

"Young Sect Master, in the mountain road in the direction of our front, there are traces of human figures, and after detection, it seems to be a person from the Mortal Sect. The disciple knelt down on one knee and reported respectfully.

"Fan Zong?" Hearing this, Wan Xue's face changed slightly: "We were also intercepted, how did they know our whereabouts?"

"Young Sect Master, looking at their appearance, it doesn't look like they're ambushing us, but rather like they're looking for a remote mountain path to keep someone, who is already surrounded by the field. The experienced puppet disciple was a little late.

"Oh, hey, I shot out the ground-level fighting skills, looking for a remote path to quietly block the exit of Medicine King City, this is really in line with the temperament of those guys. ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of the volume of the "Fudo Ming Wang Gong" ground-level martial arts that he coveted. Wan Blood's heart suddenly flashed with an uncontrollable fiery gaze swept around, and suddenly asked, "How many of them are there?"

"Exactly ten people. ”

"The black-robed guy is among them, too?" asked Wan Blood. The black-robed man in his mouth was the black-robed man in the corner who competed with him for the "Fudo Ming Wang Gong" in the auction yesterday.

"Yes, judging by the subordinates, the other party should have two Jindan peak powerhouses and one Jindan early stage, and the others are at the foundation level. The puppet disciple said in a deep voice.

"Two Jindan peaks, one Jindan early stage," he muttered to himself in a low voice. After a long time, a greedy and sinister smile flashed in Wan Blood's slightly narrowed pupils.

With a wave of his hand, he said coldly: "Speed up and catch up with the people of the Fan Sect, they didn't plan to fight them, but they just want to pick such a mountain path by themselves, so it's no wonder that Ben Shao is black-hearted." ”

"Young Sect Master, the Sect Master said, our most urgent task at the moment is to escort the Broken Infant Pill back to the sect first, if it breaks again, I'm afraid it will be very unfavorable to us. Seeing that Wan Xue was actually planning to intercept the people of the Fan Sect, an old man who had been following him all the time couldn't help but hurriedly dissuade him.

"Elder Liu don't worry, the other party is far inferior to us in terms of numbers and overall strength, and for the sake of a volume of ground-level fighting skills, we are worth taking this risk. Besides, if the snipe and the clam compete with each other, and the fisherman gains, we should be the fisherman. With a wave of his hand, Wan Blood said lightly.

"This," Hearing this, Elder Liu was delayed, glanced at another old man on the side, and then looked at his face full of resolute blood, so he had to nod helplessly.

"When they are both defeated, trouble the two elders to drag each other's Jindan peak powerhouse, I will lead the disciples to deal with the other people of the Mortal Sect, this time is the same as the people who besieged and killed the Tianyi Mansion before, and they must not miss half of them!"

Wan Blood said coldly, decisive in killing, without the slightest hesitation, he can be regarded as a character, but he is a little too greedy.

As the sound of ten thousand blood fell, the group of puppet disciples all nodded silently, without making any other abnormal sounds.

Nodding with satisfaction, Wan Xue's hand waved, and he took the lead in rushing into the forest.

Not long after Wan Xue and the others disappeared, Xingtian's figure appeared on top of a large tree trunk, looking at the place where the former and the others disappeared, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Guy who is not greedy enough, when you see good things, you want to grab them, and you want to be a fisherman?" ”

With a slight smile, Xingtian's figure floated down the tree, and then turned into a black shadow and ran into the forest.

Xingtian's figure wandered in the forest, and after nearly ten minutes, he suddenly slowed down, his body was hidden behind a big tree, he tilted his head slightly, and cast his gaze out.

At this time, in a clearing just a few dozen meters away, dozens of puppet disciples covered in bloody breath were forming a circle, surrounding several people in mortal costume among them, looking at the mess all over the ground and the scars on their bodies, it was obvious that in the short time before, the two sides had already fought fiercely.

Not far from this battle circle, there are two small battle circles, four figures staggered past each other, the sharp weapons in their hands carry fierce energy, fiercely slashing, occasionally the sword light and sword qi misses, and the boulder or big tree next to it is directly cut off, which can be seen that the two sides are really fighting for life and death, without the slightest intention of fighting.

"Is there already a fight?" Sweeping over the messy clearing, Xing Tian glanced at the two small battle circles again, one of them was a middle-aged man in a gray robe, who was the one who sat in the corner of the auction hall yesterday and shot to win the low-level martial arts of the ground level!

Obviously, the strength of this black-robed man is not simple, he is safe and sound under the interception of Fan Zong, and now he is even more involved with the puppet gate, although he has suffered some injuries, he is also a man.

"The people of the Fan Sect are not as beaten by those people in the Tianyi Mansion. Xingtian muttered in his heart.

The blood-soaked puppet disciples had already started attacking again, and the blood that came from their noses was almost disgusting, and under those dozens of bright blood knives, the eight people of the Fan Sect, except for the three Jin Dan who still gritted their teeth and insisted, the others were all directly hacked to death by random knives, and their deaths were very miserable.

"Whew!"

The pitch-black cold arrow suddenly burst out from the side, carrying a rich blood qi, and it was slammed into the throat of a foundation building stage like lightning, and the huge force contained in it directly made the arrow body penetrate through the throat of the latter, and finally nailed to a tree trunk and swinged sharply.

Xingtian's gaze swept in the direction of the cold arrow, and it turned out that the person who shot it turned out to be Wan Xue, who was holding a longbow, and at this time, after killing a foundation building period, he raised his bow again and pointed at another foundation building period.

Seeing the ten thousand blood arrows pointing at him, the face of the foundation building period changed greatly, and the yuan force in his body surged wildly, and in an instant, a somewhat rough yuan force armor was condensed on the surface of the body.

"Hey, with this bit of Yuan Force, you want to block my blood arrow?" Seeing the action of the foundation building period, Wan Blood couldn't help but sneer, the bow was full of strings, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the long arrow wrapped in blood-colored energy burst out into a ray of blood light, like lightning, and collided with the Yuan Force armor fiercely, and suddenly, a tooth-sore creaking sound sounded.

The crunching sound didn't last long, and it stopped abruptly because the blood-colored long arrow directly corroded the Yuanli armor into a small hole, and the long arrow entered the throat of the foundation building period through the hole.

Indifferently looking at the foundation building period that fell to the ground softly, Wan Xue looked at the two foundation building period dying counterattack and killing nearly ten puppet disciples, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart, these dead guards are not easy to cultivate

"Fortunately, there is no immovable king to compensate. With a sigh in his heart, Wan Xue felt a little better, and looked coldly at the other two places, the two Jindan peak powerhouses of the Fan Sect who were dragged by the two elders couldn't move, his eyes turned to the black-robed man who was recuperating from his injuries, and said lightly: "You, hand over the "Fudo Ming Wang Gong" yourself, and leave you with a whole corpse." ”

The black-robed man smiled gloomily, and said in a hoarse voice: "Rob me, you will regret it!"

He smiled coldly, the bow and arrow in Wan Xue's hand swung slightly, pointing at the early Jindan powerhouse of Fanzong, the tip of the arrow was dark, and the pupils of his eyes were constricted at this moment, and at a certain moment, he finally found the flaw that the Jindan early stage powerhouse was forced out by his own people, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the blood arrow burst out, and after an instant, the chest of the Jindan early stage powerhouse was shot into by a long arrow.

"Die to die!"

The Jindan powerhouse of the Fan Sect was also fierce, he was seriously injured by the cold arrow of ten thousand blood, and the blood in his mouth kept spitting out, but he lost the weapon in his hand, and frantically resisted the severe pain of being cut off by the opponent's arm, and the other arm, stubbornly entangled with the latter, and shouted with a hideous face: "Jindan blew himself up!"

"Elder Liu, retreat!" Seeing that the face of the Fan Sect Jindan powerhouse suddenly turned weirdly purple, Wan Xue's face changed, and he hurriedly shouted.

"Bang!"

As soon as the sound of ten thousand blood shouted, the Jindan powerhouse exploded violently, and the strong energy fluctuations of the explosion directly lifted nearly half a foot of dirt off the nearby ground, and the Jindan powerhouse of the puppet gate was also blown into rags, his skin was open, and his face was so white that he almost hung up in one breath.

"Damn!" Seeing that although he had picked up a life, but had temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, Elder Liu, who had lost his combat effectiveness, scolded angrily, waved his palm, and said coldly: "The puppet disciple obeys the order and besieges the black-robed man!"

"Yes!" As the order of ten thousand blood fell, the remaining twenty or so puppet disciples, the bloodstained long knives in their hands were erected again, and then with a bloody aura, they surrounded and killed the black-robed man.

The siege and counter-siege are being carried out brutally on this open space!

There is a Jin Dan strong man in front of him, and there are dozens of powerful puppet disciples around him to sneak attack, and he has to secretly be careful of the cold arrows of ten thousand blood outside the field, under such extreme distraction, the black-robed man was forced out of the flaw by a puppet elder after only holding on for a few points, although the black-robed man's desperate counterattack made the elder injured a lot, but he was completely beaten to death by the latter's fierce palm.

"Phew"

Holding his chest, the puppet sect elder gasped a few breaths, spit out a mouthful of blood, and glanced at the puppet sect disciples who were only a dozen or so left, as well as the seriously injured Elder Liu, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, I didn't expect these mortal sect people to be so fearless of death, and this black-robed man was even more difficult, a bitter battle.

Seeing that the black-robed man was finally unconscious, Wan Xue, who had been pulling the bowstring outside the field, breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, walked forward quickly, and snatched the long knife from the hand of a puppet disciple, and then slashed at the neck of the black-robed man with a hideous face, completely ending him.

The tip of the knife was lightly picked, and the ring on the finger of the black-robed man was picked up, and Wan Blood hurriedly flipped in it, and after a while, a touch of ecstasy that could not be concealed surged on his face, and with a flick of his palm, a simple silver scroll appeared in his hand.

"Haha, the earth-level martial arts are not moving, Damn, it's finally in my hands, after I learn it, even if it's a Jindan powerhouse, what can you do with me?" Haha!" Holding the scroll tightly, Wan Blood couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh wildly.

Just as Ten Thousand Blood was laughing wildly, a suction force suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the silver scroll flew out in an instant, and was finally caught by a slender palm at random.

"Hehe, thank you for your hard work, but it's better to help keep this thing. ”

On a tree trunk, a black robe flashed strangely, and on his palm, the silver ground level fighting technique was reflecting a faint luster under the sunlight.

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