Chapter 147: Deus Ex (3)
Duan Yun didn't rush back and forth in the crowd, and those attacking flying troops fled, at this time, there was no one within a hundred meters around him, and everyone looked at him with a monster look from a hundred meters away.
Especially the soldiers in the front row, many of them were trembling and trembling, and there was a sense that if the other party made a move, they would turn around and flee.
Just when Duan Yun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly raised his head suddenly, only to see that dozens of meters above him, an old man in a gray robe was looking at him condescendingly and proudly, and at this moment, in his palm, there was a red light cluster that was rapidly condensing.
"Tiger Break!"
With a low shout from the gray-robed old man, the fiery red ball of light suddenly turned into a fierce tiger with wings outstretched, roaring towards Duan Yun's side.
"Sacrificial Soul Technique!"
Duan Yun's gaze was solemn at this time, and from the soul fluctuations on this tiger-shaped soul technique, he quickly judged that this technique was a profound soul technique practiced with the sacrifice of living beings.
The experience of fighting Jin Chau taught him that the creatures condensed by the sacrificial soul art already possessed spiritual intelligence, and could only be cracked by killing the caster or escaping from the attack range, otherwise he could only fight it.
At this time, not far below him, there was a barbarian yak chariot carrying Li Hong and Duan Fei'er that was moving fast, if he directly attacked the spellcaster or evaded this attack, then the brute yak chariot would be completely exposed in front of the opponent's flying army, in that case, it would be difficult for him to protect his family, and now the only thing he could do was to resist this attack.
However, although he didn't know the origin of this gray-robed old man who suddenly appeared, from him and the Tiger Soul Technique he had cast, Duan Yun could feel an extremely dangerous aura, and if he wanted to resist this attack, the risk would be very huge.
"No matter!"
Duan Yun gritted his teeth fiercely, and rushed over with a loud shout towards the Tiger Soul Technique. He tried his best to tell him that he shouldn't shake the winged giant tiger, but this time it was still emotion that prevailed, and for the safety of his loved ones, he would definitely not back down half a step.
"Hah!"
Duan Yun roared, and a heavy punch hit the giant tiger's face, and the entire tiger shadow also stagnated.
"Whew!"
The giant tiger condensed by Wu Lu seemed to have really been touched by this heavy punch, and with an angry tiger roar, he raised his giant tiger claws and slapped down on Duan Yun.
Facing the tiger claws that were bigger than his own size, Duan Yun did not retreat but approached, his body flew directly forward, and another punch slammed into the giant tiger's face.
Duan Yun's fist was as fast as lightning, like thunder, and the relentless heavy punch hammered into the giant tiger one after another, causing the martial giant tiger to howl miserably.
Moreover, every time you hit the giant tiger, you can clearly see that a large amount of martial aura is peeled off the giant tiger's body and dissipated.
In less than half a minute, the Martial Spirit Giant Tiger, who had already been punched by Duan Yun hundreds of times, roared unwillingly, and then completely dissipated.
After defusing the attack, Duan Yun once again set his sights on the gray-robed old man.
The smile on the gray-robed old man's old face was calmly flying towards him.
"Young man, you're so powerful, you can defuse my attacks. After flying to a certain distance, the gray-robed old man took the lead in speaking, and his tone was calm and indifferent.
"Who are you, do you want to stop me too?" Duan Yun asked in a cold voice.
"Hehe, the old man is just an idle old man, because the old man loves to be broad and likes to laugh, so his friends gave the old man the nickname of the sad old man. β
Dong Qianchou, the old man without sorrow, looked at Duan Yun with a smile, shook his head regretfully and said: "Young man, the old man advises you to surrender obediently, the old man is old, he just wants to raise flowers and grass, and retire peacefully, I really don't want to do this hurtful thing anymore." β
"Hmph. Regarding the words of the old man without sorrow, Duan Yun just snorted coldly and did not speak. Although he looked calm, he didn't dare to snub this sad old man who suddenly appeared in his heart.
The Giant Tiger Soul Technique just now was obviously just a blow from this sad old man, but its power was very amazing, and he had already used all his strength to dissolve it. According to his estimates, the old man's strength had reached at least the middle or even late stage of the ninth level of the soul magician.
At this time, he fell into a struggle in his heart again, facing the old man without sorrow, although he didn't know the real strength of the opponent, but judging from the short confrontation just now, the opponent's strength was definitely above himself.
Now the barbarian chariot has not fled far, far from safety, if the old man without sorrow makes a move, he will no longer be able to distract himself from protecting the chariot, I am afraid that his relatives will soon be captured by the enemy.
No matter what he thought, it was a dead end, and just as his hard thinking was fruitless, Xiaoxue's head suddenly emerged from the waist of his robe.
"Brother Duan Yun, you just have to run away and Xiaoxue will deal with it. β
"You?"
"Don't hesitate! do as I say!" Seeing that Duan Yun was a little hesitant, Xiaoxue yelled anxiously.
Duan Yun knew that this was not the time to ask, so he didn't say anything more, and according to what Xiao Xue said, he no longer paid attention to these pursuers, and flew directly and quickly in the direction of the barbarian chariot fleeing.
"Do you want to escape? It's too naΓ―ve, isn't it?" the old man sneered, and then his body turned into a red glow and chased after him.
The old man without sorrow was extremely fast, but within a few miles, he caught up with Duan Yun.
"Little one, don't run away, no matter how much you struggle, it's in vain. β
At the same time as the old man without sorrow shouted, there was already a martial spirit condensed in his palm, and just as he was about to knock out the martial spirit in his hand, his body trembled violently.
The old man was surprised to find that at this time, the figure of Duan Yun not far in front of him suddenly began to increase, and it was growing exponentially, and soon, the sky in front of him was already covered with hundreds of Duan Yun's escaping figures
"Illusion!"
The old man realized it for the first time, so he immediately unleashed his soul power, probed the figure of each cloud in front of him, looked for the location of the body, and then muttered impatiently:
"I didn't expect this kid to be able to do illusions, hmph, seeing that the old man today really had to take a lot of effort. β
But with the detection of the old man without sorrow, his heart sank, because he found that the illusory shadows born by these illusions were not vain, and there was a soul aura on them that was extremely similar to Duan Yun, and it would take him at least a few seconds to distinguish the authenticity of each illusory shadow.
"Damn, what kind of illusion is so powerful?" Wu Sad Old Man scolded, the doppelganger in front of him was already thousands, and they were increasing at an extremely fast speed, and if he wanted to find out the real body, it was just an ordinary needle in a haystack.
"It's the Fox Illusion Technique of the Snowy Psychic Fox..."
At this time, Gongsun Feng had already caught up, and the difference between the sad old man was that there was a hint of joy on her face: "Unexpectedly, this snowy psychic fox is actually on his body, and this time it can save a lot of effort." β
"Uh..."
Xiaoxue spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"That's enough! Xiaoxue!" Duan Yun said with a gaze: "Stop creating illusions, your body will not be able to bear it." β
"Don't worry! I'm fine. β
For Duan Yun's concern, Xiao Xue reciprocated with a shallow smile. But her smile was so heartbreaking in Duan Yun's eyes.
Duan Yun still wanted to say something to stop it, but he knew Xiaoxue's character, and at this time it was useless for him to say anything, so he just said affectionately: "Xiaoxue, don't be reluctant, Brother Duan Yun still wants you to accompany me for the rest of my life..."
Duan Yun's words also made Xiao Xue's body tremble, she also looked back at Duan Yun affectionately, and then returned a warm smile, nodded lightly, and then turned her head and continued to create a phantom.
Because Duan Yun's speed was too fast, the only people who could follow closely behind at this time were the old man Wubei and Gongsun Feng.
"It's really troublesome!" Facing the overwhelming image of the clouds, the old man without sorrow locked his eyes: "How many illusions can this snowy psychic fox create?"
"It doesn't matter. Gongsun Feng's expression was still calm, she raised her finger and pointed to the barbarian chariot that was faintly visible in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "See? There are his relatives in it, regardless of those illusions, as long as there are his closest relatives in hand, you can easily control him." β
"Huh?"
At this moment, the expressions of the two of them suddenly stopped, because they found that the phantoms in the sky had been overwhelmingly coming towards them.
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