Sun Miao is good at medicine and poison, and the old man Feng saw it with his own eyes on the peak of Lingjian Villa, and the smell of Yuan Banxian's "pouring thousands of miles" is still fresh in people's minds......

From those sporadic true elements entering the body, the old man sensed that something was wrong, and as soon as the sour feeling came at this moment, he immediately realized what was going on.

The old man did his best at the time, and in the face of Sun Miao's "insidious" play, he actually didn't have much slander.

Moreover, the old man already has a way to deal with the current tricky situation.

At this moment, his whole body was sore, and he sat cross-legged on the sword, his eyes closed, and he looked powerless against the anesthetic.

But when Sun Miao succeeded in one blow and was about to follow up the pursuit, he reluctantly found that Feng Zhiyuan's momentum had risen sharply!

The flying swords that were fighting with their flying needles in mid-air all flew back at this moment, and they were all absorbed by the emerald green flying sword.

The dragon tooth steel needle chasing the flying sword had just entered the three-foot range of the emerald green flying sword that was becoming more and more radiant, and the true yuan attached to it was dispelled like snow meeting the sun.

The dragon tooth steel needles fell diagonally down along the inertia.

The other party's gradually rising sense of oppression was very amazing, Sun Miao couldn't help but look right, and before turning around with both hands behind his back, ten fingers flicked out a stream of true yuan like a projectile.

The true yuan that flew out from his fingertips one after another accurately hit the falling steel needles, and those steel needles regained their vitality again, flying back to Sun Miao's body and hovering in front of him.

Looking at the old man Feng again, at this time, he no longer felt the slightest "human" breath from him.

He seemed to be fused with his natal magic weapon, and it was as if he was a peerless sword in himself.

That sharp aura, even if he formed a human ***, Sun Miao, who had natural restraint against the Terran monks, did not dare to underestimate it.

His attributeless true yuan was spread out in his hands, and at this time, there was a slight white light, drawing mysterious arcs on his chest.

At the same time, the steel needle he touched automatically flew to a certain position around him.

After counting his breaths, thirty dragon tooth steel needles were scattered around him.

The white light on the needle gradually spread like mist, gradually merging into one, enveloping Sun Miao's figure behind him.

Green capsule acupuncture method - the first meeting of smoke and rain.

"Brother Sun, be careful!"

The voice was strong and powerful, and there was no weakness at all.

Obviously, Feng Zhiyuan, who has entered this state, has gotten rid of the influence of anesthesia in his body.

Buzz——!

Old Man Feng raised his hand and pointed at it, and a very penetrating buzzing sound sounded, and the magic weapon flying sword carried him towards Sun Miao at great speed.

The fourteen styles of the spirit sword - the sword bone is natural.

In an instant, it was in front of you.

The misty white mangs outside Sun Miao's body did not have any domineering moves in his name, but at this time, he showed amazing defensive power.

Old Man Feng's magnificent blow hit this white mist, but it only caused ripples, and he was forced to stop without a sound.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at this time, and the result was beyond his expectations.

He also thought that Sun Miao's move was a dodge spell similar to shapeshifting, but he didn't expect that he would block the blow of his seven successes so hard.

He didn't know that this was the result of Sun Miaoren's *** restraint on the power of the Terran cultivator's True Yuan.

At the moment when the two collided, another brilliant and restrained needle quietly struck out from the white mangs surrounding Sun Miao, piercing Feng Zhiyuan's eyebrows.

This needle came quickly and abruptly, without warning before, but at this time, it pierced through the sword gang that surrounded the wind and far, and without even the slightest delay, it had pierced through his eyebrows!

"It's done!"

Sun Miao, who was in Bai Mang, was overjoyed when he saw the light shaking, but at the same time, he was a little more careful, he felt that the victory was a little sudden.

Old Man Feng has profound skills, and his fighting experience is far above his own, how could he be so easily attacked when he has not done his best?

Sure enough, his figure became more and more surging and gradually dissipated in front of Sun Miao, and the shaking light that suddenly lost his target vibrated gently, sensing the enemy's position on its own. _o_m

Sun Miao's scalp tingled, and a sense of danger came from above.

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Chapter Eighty-Three: Fierce Fighting, Scaring Off the Pathfinder

Raising his eyes, ten thousand swords crossed the sky. _o_m

Countless flying swords have fallen like meteors.

I saw that although he was not panicked, the person *** accelerated, and the true yuan of his body rushed out.

The mist-like white light around his body suddenly burst out, and thirty dragon tooth steel needles spit out the small needles again.

Green capsule acupuncture method - rainstorm pear blossom.

After being promoted to Jindan, in addition to the more moves that can be used, the power of the original moves is also incomparable, just like the current rainstorm pear blossom.

The white rays around his body were scattered into countless large and small steel needles, dragging white light tails, towards the flying swords falling from the sky.

Boom Boom!

Before the steel needle sent by Sun Miao came into contact with the flying sword, a violent explosion occurred in the bento first.

The sound of the explosion was incessant, and the blast waves collided with each other, and the fiery power of fire exploded, burned, and dissipated in the air.

At this time, the power of this explosion is no less than that of some modern conventional explosive weapons.

For a while, the flying swords that had been blown up and greatly reduced were shattered by much smaller steel needles.

However, Old Man Feng's ten thousand swords were superior in numbers, but the explosion of the steel needle could only be triggered once.

The follow-up flying sword blocked the steel needles that rushed out of the aftermath of the explosion, and the emerald green flying sword at Feng Zhiyuan's feet attacked, accurately stabbing back the shaking light mixed in these steel needles.

Feng Zhiyuan, who fell from above, happened to fall to the same height as Sun Miao, and was caught by the returning flying sword.

This time, the two played evenly again.

The dilapidated houses below have basically collapsed at this time.

I couldn't even find two pieces of masonry stacked on top of each other.

Not only that, some snakes, insects, rats and ants that have not yet turned into demons have been directly shocked to death on the spot by the aftermath because they were too close.

Fortunately, the two of them arrived at a place where this kind of bird doesn't, if they fought in the sky above Anyang City, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Farther away, a large brown snake with a body length of four or five feet and the thickness of a thigh hid itself deep underground, carefully hiding its breath and fleeing frantically southward.

He was sent out by the sick son She Huanqing to investigate the military situation, but he didn't expect to witness such a terrifying scene before he entered Anping County.

The little demon who has never been out of the Three Immortals Mountain in his life was originally extremely arrogant along the way, eating countless people wherever he crossed, and he also ate a monk with low skills.

I thought that the human race was nothing more than that, and there was no need for the king to be so cautious.

But by this time it had already suffered a huge psychological blow......

Counting these two people, it has only seen three Terran monks, and two of them actually seem to be better than the king!

The Terran cultivator is too terrifying, it just wants to go back to the Three Immortals Mountain to cultivate honestly at this time, and it will never go out of the mountain if it is less than a thousand years!

Anyway, even if the person who catches the immortal body will not have its share.

It's a pity that this is just a beautiful fantasy, the king has a life, if it dares to disobey, it will be made into snake soup immediately.

It now only hopes that after bringing the news back, the king will be able to retreat ...... difficulty.

Chapter Eighty-Three: Fierce Fighting, Scaring Off the Pathfinder