Chapter 198: Retreat from the enemy

The spirit cultivator also reacted quickly, seeing Shangguan Xiu's menacing knife attacking him, his body fell sharply downward, and the edge of the spirit knife flashed, and then he reached forward with both hands, grabbed Shangguan Xiu's waist, and threw it outward.

He thought he could throw Shangguan Xiu out, but at the same time as he threw Shangguan Xiu, the latter also grabbed his shoulders, and the two of them both rolled to the ground and fell into a ball.

After the two of them stopped rolling on the ground, the cultivator took the lead in pounced on Shangguan Xiu, and his fists came out together, hitting Shangguan Xiu's head and chest continuously.

Shangguan Xiu raised his arms, first blocking the opponent's several punches, and then seeing the opportunity, he firmly grasped the opponent's wrist, and at the same time, he used the Spirit Devouring Heart Method.

The aura in his body suddenly leaked out, which made the cultivator shocked, he screamed, exerted all his strength, jumped backwards, and broke free of Shangguan Xiu's hands.

He retreated several meters away in a row to stabilize his body, and looked at Shangguan Xiu in shock and horror, not knowing what skill he was using. He was still in shock, and suddenly he heard the bad wind on his side, and he didn't have time to turn his head to look, and his body retreated sharply.

He retreated quickly, but the wind struck faster, and in the blink of an eye it was close to him, and in desperation, he could only lean back as hard as he could, but the wind changed direction in the air as if it had eyes, and tracked it down, shooting straight at the center of his brow.

The spirit cultivator secretly said that it was not good, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand, and firmly grasped a spirit arrow flying in the light of stone fire and lightning. The latest chapter of нéi Уāпgê has been updated

It's just that the strength of the spirit arrow can not be grasped by him with the palm of his hand? The body of the spirit arrow rubbed against his palm and continued to stab at the center of his eyebrows.

The cultivator let out a loud shout, and pushed the arrow outward just as it was about to stab his eyebrows. It was his push that allowed him to escape.

His backward body was hit by the force of the spirit arrow, and he fell to the ground on his back, and at the same time, he heard a crisp click, and the spirit arrow rubbed against his temple, and nailed deep into the ground on the side of his head, and more than half of the arrow body was submerged in the bluestone.

Looking at him again, the spirit armor on the side of his head was torn open, and blood gushed out of it. He glanced at the arrow pinned to the side of his head, leapt from the ground, and then let out a rapid scream, his body turned, and he rushed out in the direction of the bottom of the mountain.

At the same time as he let out a scream, the cultivators who were fighting with the people of Tongtianmen shook their hands in unison and jumped out of the circle, and then the people stopped fighting and fled in all directions.

The other party wanted to run away, how could Shangguan Xiu let them go? He shouted loudly: "Stop all the incoming enemies, and not a single one can let them go!"

As he spoke, the others chased after the cultivator who was injured on the side of his head. Shangguan Xiu exerted all his strength in an instantaneous step, the whole person was like a meteor, only blinking, the other person had already reached the opponent's back, and hit out with both fists. When the man heard the sound of the wind breaking from behind him, he exclaimed in his heart, so fast! His running figure suddenly kicked backwards, and this kick was not a kick to Shangguan Xiu, but a fist that was coming at him.

Shangguan Xiu's fists were hitting the soles of his feet, and with the force of the fists, the running figure of the cultivator suddenly turned into an arrow from the string and flew forward.

The area of the top of Xibu Mountain is not large, and the others have already run to the edge of the mountaintop, and then they are hit by Shangguan Xiu's fists, and the others also fall off the top of the mountain and roll down the hillside.

As he rolled downward, three spiritual arrows fell from the sky and were nailed to the hillside where he had tumbled. The cultivator tumbled down the hillside and rolled into the Wind Army's line between the hillside and the mountainside.

Shangguan Xiu took a deep breath, jumped down from the top of the mountain, and chased after the cultivator with all his might.

It's just that as soon as he rushed to the front of the Wind Army's defense line, two black shadows flew in front of him, accompanied by a long scream. Shangguan Xiu looked at it, and it turned out that it was two soldiers from his own side who flew in.

The two of them were obviously thrown over by the spirit cultivator and smashed at him, with great force, at this time Shangguan Xiu could dodge and continue to pursue the enemy, but the two wind sergeants also had to be broken and killed on the spot.

He gritted his teeth secretly, straightened his body, and took the two flying soldiers with all his might.

With two muffled sounds, Shangguan Xiu's figure was blocked, and he involuntarily took two steps back, looking down at the two people he grabbed in his hands, his face turned white with fright, sweat was like rain, and his body was suddenly trembling.

Shangguan Xiu gently put down the two of them and looked up at the spirit cultivator, who had already passed through his second line of defense and was running towards the first line of defense.

Shangguan Xiu hated so much that the roots of his teeth itched, and he chased after him at full speed with all his strength.

Most of the wind army was fighting fires on the mountain, and there were not a few people in the defense line, even if there were enough people, they couldn't resist the breakthrough of the Spirit God Realm cultivators. In an instant, the man rushed through the first line of defense of the Wind Army and headed straight for the fields below the mountain.

In the past, the bottom of Mount Sib was full of forests, but now the bottom of Mount Sib has become a wheat field. The wheat field had grown more than half a man tall, and it was late at night, and it was dark as far as the eye could see, and it was not easy to find a cultivator who had escaped.

Shangguan Xiu chased to the edge of the wheat field, looked closely, and could no longer see the figure of the other party. He stared for a moment, closed his eyes, and felt the message from the night wind. After a while, he swayed into the wheat field and chased after him quickly.

When he passed through a large wheat field, he looked ahead and saw the pitch black woods in front of him. Without thinking, he stepped into the woods. When he reached the edge of the woods, there was a sudden sound of whizzing wind inside.

Shangguan Xiu's figure was on one side first, sand, and a spirit arrow flew over his chest, rubbing the spirit armor on his chest into a spark, and then, two other spirit arrows flew in.

This time, Shangguan Xiu had no way to dodge, he reached out his hands and grabbed the two spirit arrows together.

Just like the spirit cultivator who grabbed the spirit arrow just now, the strength of the spirit arrow is not something that can be grasped with the palm of his hand.

The body of the spirit arrow rubbed against the palm of his hand and pinned it to his chest. Shangguan Xiu screamed in surprise, and with two crisp clicks, the spirit armor on his chest was shattered by the spirit arrow, and the person also fell to the ground.

"Hit!" With a shout, a black shadow came out of the woods, three steps and two steps, came to Shangguan Xiu, who fell to the ground, looked down, and saw Shangguan Xiu lying flat on the ground, his hands were still tightly grasping two spirit arrows, and the spirit armor on his chest was also broken out of two holes, but the strange thing was that not a drop of blood flowed out of it.

Oops, he's not hurt!" The cultivator's face changed dramatically, and he realized that it was not good, and it was too late to retreat into the woods. Shangguan Xiu, who was lying on the ground, jumped up, swept out with a kick, and kicked the other party's cheek.

The spirit cultivator hurriedly raised his arm to resist, but Shangguan Xiu's foot was so powerful that he kicked his body sideways and flew out.

Poof, he fell three meters away, and the arm that resisted Shangguan Xiu's kick was shattered. Shangguan Xiu's body flickered, chased the man close, and before the other party could get up, he slammed down with a heavy punch.

The punch hit the opponent's back of the heart, and the fragments of the spirit armor flew up as high as the man snorted, and his supported body fell to the ground weakly.

Shangguan Xiu bent down, reached out with his big hand, grabbed the back of the opponent's neck, lifted it up, raised it to the woods, and shouted: "Come out! I don't want him to die, get out of here!"

The cultivator he had defeated was not the same person he had just fought against, he could feel it, the other party was hiding in the woods, and he was watching him in the woods.

The woods were silent, not even a single echo. Shangguan Xiu narrowed his eyes, he held the spirit cultivator high, stretched out his other hand, grabbed one of the other party's arms, and didn't see how hard he worked, only broke the joint outward, and heard a crisp click, the spirit cultivator's arm bone snapped in response, and the person also let out a heart-rending scream.

Shangguan Xiu didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on the woods in front of him, and he said in a condensed voice: "I'll say it again, get out!"

"Haha...... Haha......" No one answered in the woods, and the cultivator who was named Shangguan Xiu in mid-air laughed wildly, gritted his teeth and said: "Shangguan Xiu, Lao Tzu will take the lead today, but I will wait for you on Huangquan Road, the wind dog, haha......"

Halfway through his laughter, his voice weakened, and his body hanging in the air only twitched a few times, and then stopped moving, and the spirit armor on his body quickly dissipated. Shangguan Xiu threw him on the ground, looked down and saw where this person still had breath, his face was pale, his eyes were wide, and he had died of exhaustion, the situation was exactly the same as the assassin who assassinated Shangguan Xiu before, he also bit the poisonous fangs in his mouth and committed suicide.

At this time, Wei Tian, Xiao Jue, and Wu Yufei had already chased after them, and when they saw Shangguan Xiu, the three of them asked in unison, "Brother Xiu, are you okay?"

Shangguan Xiu didn't speak immediately, closed his eyes, and felt the air flow emanating from the forest. After a while, he could no longer feel the presence of spiritual pressure in the forest, and it was obvious that the other party had quietly withdrawn.

He sighed secretly in his heart, opened his eyes, glanced at Wei Tian and the others, and slowly shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

The two spirit arrows just now pierced his spirit armor, but they failed to penetrate the formless in his spirit armor, which is also the reason why the two arrows in Shangguan Xiu's body were still unharmed.

He crouched down and looked at the corpse as he said, "It's a pity that the mastermind ran away." ”

Xiao Jue also squatted down, looked at the corpse carefully, and said in surprise: "Hey, Brother Xiu, this person is the appearance of Fanzi!"

As Xiao Jue said, the cultivator who committed suicide by taking poison was indeed different from Fengren, with curly hair, deep facial features, deep-set eyes, and much whiter skin than Fengren.

Ningnan and Fengguo belong to the same race, the same language and the same species, but for hundreds of years, Ningnan has been expanding outward, the territory is getting bigger and bigger, more and more Fanbang has been annexed, and the race has long ceased to be a simple race, but there is no doubt that the Ningnan people are in an absolute dominant position, and the alien races that have been incorporated into Ningnan have long been assimilated, except for the difference in appearance and Fengren, the language, habits, and customs are no different from Fengren.