Chapter Seventy-Three: Counter-Killing
Li Xiangping rode the wind for a while, and a small orchard appeared in front of him, surrounded by a palm fence, and some kumquat hanging from the branches of the fruit trees, which looked like the crops of the farmers.
"Calculate the footsteps, but it has already penetrated into the territory of the Ji family, and this family must be a farmer under the rule of the Ji family."
Li Xiangping fled all night, his face was very pale, and the talisman in his hand dimmed, and he saw that he had exhausted it.
took out the blue-gray magic book from his arms, Li Xiangping stroked it gently, his eyes closed slightly, feeling that the breath of the old way was still far behind, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
Lu Jiangxian in the mirror saw more clearly, the old Taoist forcibly suppressed the injury, took a few pills, forcibly stabilized his breath, his eyes were full of hideousness, and he flew in the direction of Li Xiangping with a flying shuttle.
"As long as this old Taoist uses a spell to ingest or attack my body, I will pretend to fight back naturally and kill him."
Lu Jiangxian frowned and looked at it for a while, seeing that the old Dao had lost his left arm, the mana was not flowing smoothly, and the residual power of Taiyin Xuanguang was still messing up in his body, causing him to close his eyes and breathe a few breaths from time to time, and his speed naturally slowed down, but he still had to be faster than Li Xiangping.
"As long as you catch up, as long as you catch up with that kid, kill him with one palm, take that piece of paper and leave."
The anger and greed in the old man's mind repeatedly tuged at his reason, and he said viciously in his heart:
"The Fetal Breath Realm has such power with this Jianzi, and when it comes to my hands, this person will only use this time to continue to escape instead of taking advantage of the victory to pursue, presumably this attack is extremely expensive, and it will not be used for a while."
The old road set up a shuttle to slowly speed up, a village appeared in front of him, the orchard in front of him was planted with kumquat trees, the man was constantly shuttling in the garden to speed up, no longer resisting the wind under his feet, presumably the talisman had been exhausted.
Li Xiangping flipped it in his hand and clasped the last talisman in the palm of his hand, this is a vajra talisman, after casting the spell, the skin and bones are like steel, and he should be able to take a few hits from that old way, and fight to the death.
Lao Dao was slowly descending with a flying shuttle, but he saw Li Xiangping turn around suddenly, and the blue-gray jianzi in his hand was raised again.
"Again?"
Lao Dao almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, twisted the shuttle stiffly, and fell crookedly and diagonally to the branch, but saw Li Xiangping sneering and standing still, leaning against the kumquat tree and looking at him.
"Good boy."
Lao Dao was not angry but happy, slapped the storage bag and retracted the shuttle, and landed on the ground lightly, but saw that Li Xiangping had rushed in front of him.
Lao Dao didn't talk nonsense, pinched out a bright golden light in his hand, and hit Li Xiangping's chest straight away.
Li Xiangping's body was full of noise, and there was also a white soft light, trying to dissolve the golden light that attacked, and the old Taoist spell swirled a few times in the soft light, and finally bombarded Li Xiangping's body.
"Poof."
Li Xiangping suddenly shook his intestines, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the Jianzi in his hand came out of his hand, and he was about to fall to the ground crookedly.
Lao Dao's gaze was hooked away, and the white whiskers in his hands grew in the wind, like a big hand grabbing the Fajian.
A hint of ferocity flashed in Li Xiangping's eyes, and when he took advantage of the fact that Lao Dao was attracted by the Fa Jian, he pinched the golden light technique with his left hand and was about to hit the old Dao's head.
Lu Jiangxian in the mirror looked at the layers of whiskers and grabbed at him, and for some reason a heavy sense of disgust suddenly rose in his heart, like a child who was not able to do anything picked up the chopsticks on the table and pointed straight at his eyes.
On the other hand, he secretly said:
"Good chance!"
But when he saw that the whisker had just grabbed Jianzi, it bounced off like touching hot charcoal, and the blue-gray Jianzi floated up as if he had suffered some humiliation, standing a foot in the air, frequently swallowing white mangs.
The twelve seals on the edge of the mirror body shone one one by one, and the scorching white light undulated on the mirror surface like water waves, shaking so that people couldn't open their eyes, and hung quietly on the heads of the two like a small sun.
A sense of danger that was so strong that it made people tremble suddenly appeared in the hearts of the two of them, and the heavy coercion made Li Xiangping and Lao Dao unable to move, like a drama that had been pressed the pause button, standing in place in a daze.
"It's broken!"
Lao Dao suddenly chuckled in his heart, and secretly said with great remorse:
"You shouldn't have used a whisk to catch that connoisseur!"
Lao Dao has practiced for many years, and he has also heard that some mysterious magic weapons are very spiritual, please pay respect, and there are many more taboos, such as the big snow of the Qingchi Sect, if it is not the person he approves, the magic weapon is also motionless like a stone.
"It's broken, it's broken, this Jianzi is so miraculous? I'm afraid I've committed the taboo of this blue and gray connoisseur. ”
Li Xiangping was about to slap a golden light technique on the top of the old Dao's head, but he was so shocked by the coercion that he couldn't move, seeing that Jianzi was like the description of the father and the second brother on the night of the wolf demon, he hugged the white light and rose into the air, and immediately understood that this old Dao probably triggered this Jianzi to attack spontaneously, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
But I don't know what the old Taoist did, and the old Tao's low voice sounded in Li Xiangping's ears:
"Xiaoyou, the old way is stupid and stupid as a pig, I don't know if I have committed that taboo, provoked this magic weapon to fight back against you and me, and please Xiaoyou have any sacrificial grammar tips to save me...... There will be a good reward afterwards......"
Li Xiangping rolled his eyes fiercely in his heart, and didn't pay attention to the old-fashioned nonsense.
Lu Jiangxian looked at the old Dao who couldn't move, and suddenly had a new understanding of his strength, and thought silently:
"It turns out that the condensation of Taiyin Xuanguang, as long as the distance is close enough, it can even deter the practice qi and make it unable to move."
Under the sweep of his sense, Lu Jiangxian found that someone in this farmer had woken up, and a young man in tattered linen clothes was tiptoeing towards this side, lying behind a tree and staring at the two carefully.
"Let's fix it quickly."
As soon as his mind moved, the pure white Taiyin Xuanguang poured down, and the old Tao only had time to emit half a syllable from his throat, and it melted clean like snow along with the dust.
"Smack."
A small bag of brocade fell to the ground, and the handle made of an unknown spiritual creature was turned into a puddle of pale cyan metal, and landed gently and deftly on the ground.
Then Lu Jiangxian slowly extinguished the white light and floated quietly in the air.
Li Xiangping finally moved, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and fell softly to the ground.
He was just about to breathe, but he was hit the head, and for a while, his eyes were full of stars, and he tried to turn over to look.
But I saw a peasant boy in tattered linen clothes with a greedy and happy face, riding on Li Xiangping's body, holding a stone in his hand and smashing it all over Li Xiangping's body.
"Fuck! It's so bold, dare to pick up the leaks of immortal cultivation? ”
Li Xiangping barely condensed the last trace of mana on his body, stretched out his left hand to block his stone, and groped on the ground with his right hand for a long time, seeing that he was dizzy and dizzy, his eyes were full of gold stars, and finally touched a branch, attached to a golden light trick and pierced the young man's body.
The attached branch of the golden light technique was extremely sharp, and pierced the young man's neck directly, and the young man's eyes straightened for a while, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground struggling with his throat.
Li Xiangping collapsed to the ground, watching the young man struggle and flutter, for fear of attracting people again, he hurriedly grabbed the brocade bag and the metal block and put it in his arms, picked up the magic book in the air, staggered to his feet, and ran out of the village.