A high-grade spirit grass is not very precious, but there are countless immortal cultivators who dare to fight with their lives.

The young monk who fled was Li Qiao, at this time he had been alone in the immortal cultivation realm for half a year, and this place was far away from the family, and everything could only be relied on himself.

In the past half a year's experience, what impressed him the most was that he accidentally saw two monks fighting, which was the first time he really saw the fight between immortal cultivators.

An entire thigh was severed by a flying sword, spraying blood and flying in the air.

He did not hesitate, and turned and walked away quickly, as if he was afraid that the blood would fall on his shirt through the long distance.

Today, I have seen a lot in the world of cultivating immortals, and I don't feel anything about it.

At this moment, facing the ninth-level Qi cultivation cultivator who was chasing after him behind him, there was no big fluctuation in his heart.

Live or die, that's all!

In the history of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, countless monks who seemed to be in the same situation were in the Immortal Cultivation World, where they often faced death, and their final reactions were mixed.

Some people are cautious, some people judge the situation, and some people are crazy to expose the bottom of the ...... and so on, and Li Qiao's is: suddenly enlightened.

It's like an epiphany in life, and I have my own understanding of many things.

"If you chase it like this, it's not good for you or me, since the spirit grass is in my hands first, you should choose to give up!"

Because he was flying behind him, looking at the middle-aged monk who didn't mean to give up at all, Li Qiao said so.

"Put down the spirit grass, you can be let go, otherwise, it depends on who runs out of spiritual energy first, and it's a big deal to be picked up by other monks with you."

"Or, you stop, we have done a fight, life and death!"

Hearing Li Qiao's words, the middle-aged monk was not moved, but sensed that the other party was showing some weakness, and his attitude was very tough.

Seeing this, Li Qiao said no more.

Although the aura in the body is much less than that of a normal monk, in the face of the current situation, it is not that there is no solution, it is just that I don't want to consume too much aura.

As for the life-and-death struggle that the other party said, if it could not be avoided, he would not be afraid.

It's just that the location can't be a random location, after all, he only has one attack spell, and the fighting experience is definitely not as good as the opponent's casual cultivation that can advance to the ninth level of qi training.

At this moment, Li Qiao's cultivation is still the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, but his divine sense is not weaker than the other party, and even stronger, coupled with the cover of the Chaoxi Technique, it will make the other party mistakenly think that he is also a monk of the ninth layer of Qi training.

At this time, finding that the other party had no intention of giving up, Li Qiao stopped the operation of the chaotic breathing technique.

Although the aura consumed by the Chaos Breath Technique is very small, it can save a little bit.

"Eight layers of Qi training? There are only eight layers of Qi training? What a guts! The middle-aged monk, who was always concerned about Li Qiao's situation, noticed the change in his aura at the first time.

No wonder I didn't dare to do it, it turned out to be just an eighth-layer qi training, and I couldn't run at the moment, so I wanted to save my spiritual power and run farther?

The middle-aged monk sneered in his heart.

The two flying figures of Edgeworth, one in front and one behind, kept shuttling through the mountains and wilderness, until some time later, a wide lake appeared in front of them.

When he flew over the lake, Li Qiao's posture changed, and the whole person was diagonally inserted into the water in a face-up position.

When the water splashed in front of him and danced around him, he also saw the figure of a middle-aged monk not far away.

The cold water of the lake invades the whole body, but there is a sense of security in the heart.

Li Qiao, who suddenly became enlightened, thought that if a little monk like himself rushed into an unfamiliar area in the immortal cultivation world, once he encountered danger, he might fall very big.

Therefore, he especially likes to observe the surrounding environment, and he is very serious, he dares to compete for that high-grade spirit grass, it is because he knows the existence of this lake, he has the confidence.

The speed of the monk in the water must be much slower than in the air, and soon the middle-aged monk chased after him, appeared above the water where Li Qiao was, and then without hesitation, controlled the flying sword to fly into the water to attack.

The lake is not deep, with an average depth of only more than ten zhang, but the water of the lake affects the speed of the flying sword, although it is only a little slower than the air, but it is this little bit of difference that makes Li Qiao hold the close-quarters sword a lot more calmly.

At the same time, another flying sword flew out of the water and attacked the middle-aged monk above the lake.

After taking out a defensive magic weapon similar to a shield and blocking the opponent's attack, the middle-aged monk pulled back some distance and withdrew his flying sword.

If the other party is willing to hide in the water, he doesn't mind waiting slowly, it's better than flying around and easily meeting other monks.

In this short period of time, Li Qiao also reached the bottom of the lake completely, and then the lake turned into a muddy water.

Then the turbidity of the lake turns into a straight line and goes in one direction.

In this regard, the middle-aged monk didn't care, under the shroud of divine consciousness, the other party must use divine consciousness to deal with it, although he couldn't see the target clearly, but the other party couldn't run, and in this way, the other party couldn't find his exact location.

But soon, the middle-aged monk's face sank, and he noticed that not far ahead, at the edge of the lake, there was an underground waterway.

It is obvious that the other party is going to use the underground water to escape.

Follow in? That's absolutely impossible, look at the other party's familiarity with this place, who knows if there are traps waiting for him in it!

If you let the other party go like this, you are not reconciled, so there is only the choice of entering the water and blocking the other party's entry.

The middle-aged monk did not go into the water at first, just out of the natural caution of casual cultivation.

Who knows if the monk he is chasing is an extreme cultivator who has cultivated a bunch of water attribute spells, under normal circumstances, he may have a ninety percent chance of winning, and when he enters the water, he may become sixty percent.

If Li Qiao hadn't revealed the cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation before, the middle-aged monk would most likely give up at this time, and the immortal cultivator would play with his life, which was still different from not wanting to die.

After all, the monks who only cultivated the water attribute spell were only a very few, and if the situation was not right, the middle-aged monk who left as soon as possible accelerated and appeared in the middle of Li Qiao's underground waterway with the lake, and then entered the water.

For high-level cultivators, the impact of this lake water on the fighting method is minimal, but for low-level cultivators in the Qi cultivation period, the impact is huge.

Although Li Qiao's flying sword skill control has been practiced for a while, it is only at an average level, and it is impossible to say that it is powerful, because the foundation is just the foundation, and it is more about reaction and on-the-spot judgment.

If it is really powerful, it is not difficult, then how can the Li family not pay attention to it.

However, a method of fast fighting, replaced by lake water, the speed is slowed, but it reduces some of the difficulty of use.

At first, the middle-aged monk saw that Li Qiao was a fool who had arranged a defensive spell in the water, and he rushed up with a sword, and sighed that he was thinking too much.

But when the other party got close, he realized that the fool was himself.

The lake is surging, blood is spreading, and death and fighting are silent.