Chapter 150: Spike
Cheng Qian looked at the flying sword that shot in, his pupils shrank sharply, how could he have thought that there would be such a change, no matter how he struggled, this vine not only did not loosen, but became tighter and tighter.
And the man in green clothes didn't make any moves, just looked at Cheng Qian, who was struggling desperately, with a wicked smile.
Cheng Gan's complexion changed greatly, and he tried his best to put his right hand towards the storage bag, and suddenly the blue light flashed, and a bright azure long sword appeared in Cheng Gan's hand, and then he flipped his wrist without hesitation, and the blue long sword was cut off.
The flying sword that flew towards Cheng Gan fiercely, and the blue long sword in his hand, connected with each other, and suddenly sparks flew everywhere, and the flying sword was bounced three feet away by Cheng Gan, and Cheng Qian was not comfortable, his right hand was numb, and he couldn't do anything for a while.
The flying sword was driven by mana, and of course it was much more powerful than Cheng Qian's long sword without mana, but Rao was still bounced away by Cheng Gan with a blow.
The man in Tsing Yi was full of astonishment when he saw this, and then his face changed and he said in a deep voice: "It's just that the clown jumped off the beam, and I won't have such good luck next time!"
At this time, the strength on his right hand had not yet been restored, and the vines on his body seemed to be getting tighter and tighter, as if they were about to strangle Cheng Gan's limbs.
Cheng Qian is not panicked, this kind of Cheng dΓΉ's strength, his body can still bear it, what he has to do at this time is to restore his own ability to act, so that he can be used as a target for others, there is only one word, that is, death!
Cheng Qian tried his best, flicked the arm that was restrained by the tree vine, and suddenly the long sword in his right hand was lightly thrown into the air, and then Cheng Gan used all his strength with his left hand, and two fingers were able to clamp the hilt of the long sword.
The man in Tsing Yi looked at Cheng Gan, he didn't know what he was going to do, saving him a lot of dreams at night, and immediately pinched his hand, and the flying sword that was ejected was shocked, and shot towards Cheng Gan's head viciously.
Cheng Qian didn't seem to see this, his left hand flipped slightly, and the long sword in his hand slashed at these vines.
The flying sword that flashed with spiritual light had arrived in front of Cheng Gan's head in an instant, only to see that Cheng Qian had no fear at all, and as soon as he turned his head, Tan Kou faced the flying sword that shot at him, and a white arc thick with an arm rushed out of Cheng Gan's mouth and hit the flying sword fiercely.
A sound of lightning exploded, and the white arc hit the flying sword at a rapid speed, and suddenly the whole body of the flying sword was wrapped in the arc.
There was a crisp muffled sound, and I saw a dazzling electric spark explode from the flying sword, and the flying sword let out a wail and was bounced away fiercely.
It was bounced ten feet away before it stopped, and half of the flying sword was fiercely plunged into the dirt, and from the other half of the exposed one, the aura was extremely dim, and it was obvious that the blow just now could almost destroy this flying sword.
"Poof!" The flying sword was seriously injured, and the man in Tsing Yi suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, the flying sword was a magic weapon that he was connected to the urging of his mind, and after the flying sword was knocked away, his mind was also damaged.
The man in Tsing Yi raised his head with a pale face, looked at the flying sword inserted in the ground in the distance with a stunned expression, originally watched his flying sword stab at the other party's head, and he was waiting to see a good show, but he never expected that in the blink of an eye, he only saw an arc shoot out, and his flying sword was almost destroyed before he could see it clearly.
How can I say that my flying sword is also a high-grade magic weapon, how can it be so light and destroyed by an arc of mana, the man in Tsing Yi was at a loss at this time.
The man looked at his flying sword and felt a little distressed, and immediately shouted: "Boy, destroy my flying sword, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!"
"Oh, is it?" At this time, Cheng Qian stood on one side intact, and the ground was full of severed vines, looking at the man in Tsing Yi with a little pity in his eyes.
When the man in Tsing Yi heard this, he immediately turned his head to look at Cheng Qian, his expression suddenly changed, and his face was full of disbelief: "How did you get out of trouble?"
"Hmph, how can you get out of trouble? I won't see it!" Cheng Qian snorted coldly when he heard this, shook the blue long sword in his hand, and spoke.
"Could it be a top-level magic weapon!" the man in Tsing Yi took a breath of astonishment when he heard this.
The man is just a casual cultivator, and the eighth-level magic weapon that can be bought in the eighth layer of the Qi refining period is estimated to have used his life savings.
"You're right, it's a top-level magic weapon, your methods are finished, it's time for me to repay you!" Cheng Qian said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi when he heard this, his top-grade magic weapons were almost destroyed, and it was absolutely unfavorable to him in the battle, just with the top-level magic weapon in the opponent's hand, even if his magic weapon was still intact, it was impossible to have a chance of winning. ,
The world of cultivating immortals does not have to make you one point weaker than others, often if you have a better magic weapon in your hand, even if you are a cultivator who is three levels higher than you, you will be able to kill it correctly, and if you have a good weapon, you can make up for your diligence, and sometimes you will often have unexpected gains.
Although the man in Tsing Yi had fear in his eyes, there was a lot of greed, and the top-level magic weapon was among the low-level monks, even if he fought for a head and broke the bloodstream, it was not unusual.
"Hmph!" Cheng Qian snorted coldly, and when he waved his robe, he saw two talismans flying out, spontaneously combusting without wind, and a ball of ice pick fireballs split into two and attacked the man in Tsing Yi who was in a daze not far away.
Facing the oncoming ice pick fireball, the man in Tsing Yi who was in a daze was suddenly startled, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly put a layer of spiritual power shield on himself, and then his body moved, and he quickly ran towards the big tree dozens of feet away, and shouted at the same time: "Lin Daoyou, please help me." β
Cheng Qian immediately raised his eyebrows, he was afraid of something, of course he didn't want to fight one against two, then he would definitely lose.
In the battle at this moment, Cheng Qian is trying to save mana in the battle, otherwise he would have driven the sword and slashed at the enemy, how could it be so time-consuming, his mana has not yet recovered to its full potential, and the mana consumed by a Yuan Shen is doubled, and he can kill the man in Tsing Yi if he consumes too much mana, but the other person is not so easy to clean up, so maybe he will not have any mana at all, it is purely looking for death.
Seeing that the man in Tsing Yi only fled, Cheng Qian immediately gritted his teeth, slapped his right hand on his waist, and a bright red light rushed out of his waist and shot straight at the man in Tsing Yi who fled back.
Red embroidery needle!
The man in Tsing Yi seemed to feel the chill behind him, and looked back at his head, and suddenly the man's face changed dramatically and exclaimed, "No...... Lin Daoyou!"
At the same time as the man in Tsing Yi turned around, Hongmang shot towards his head at a rapid speed, and before the man finished speaking, Hongmang ignored the spiritual power shield as if it were nothing, and passed through his head, the man stammered and shouted and fell to the ground, only to see the blood gushing out of his head, and the corpse was dyed red in an instant.
And Cheng Qian gasped heavily, his face was extremely pale, obviously this blow just now consumed a lot of his mana, if it was placed in his heyday, Cheng Qian's blow would not consume much mana, but now not only the Yuan Shen was damaged, but also the cultivation was only at the sixth layer of the Qi refining period, and it would look so unbearable if his own mana was not abundant.
And the man in white who was standing in the distance watching the battle was also surprised when he saw this, and the other party killed his companion in less than one face, and the man in white felt retreat in his heart when he saw this.
However, he looked at the current Cheng Qian and changed his mind again, seeing that his face was pale and gasping for breath, and his mana seemed to be exhausted, he could see at a glance that what killed his companion in seconds just now was a flying needle-type high-grade magic weapon, as we all know, the flying needle-type magic weapon is extremely difficult to refine, even if it is a rare one in the market, and the eyes of the man in white were full of greed.
He wouldn't be as big as the previous person, I saw him slap on the storage bag, and suddenly his aura flashed, and two magic weapons appeared, one was a long whip magic weapon, and the other was a shield, and at the same time, there were several more long talismans in his hand, and his body rushed towards Cheng Qian violently.
"Boy, kill my companion, you can die in peace!"
I saw that the long whip magic weapon was urged by mana, and its body was twisted like a long snake, and it rushed towards Cheng Qian.
At this time, Cheng Qian's whole body was extremely uncomfortable, and the remaining mana could not use any means at all, the only thing that could be used was the talisman seal, looking at the flying long whip, Cheng Gan's face was as gloomy as earth.
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