Chapter 17: The Scorpion's Flying Blade
When he heard the words "Longquan Pond", although Li Shuidao was silent, he was actually very interested.
His colleague was the Jasper Toad.
The first supernatural power is toad poison, and the second supernatural power is water breathing.
Li Shuidao did not practice the Water Breath Technique, but directly practiced the hidden supernatural power: the Eye of the Wind.
According to the miscellaneous records, once the monks of the Five Poison Sect reached the middle stage of the psychic realm and gave birth to mana in their bodies, they would no longer train their supernatural powers, but would concentrate on cultivating the Dao Method.
However, although supernatural powers are not as ever-changing as the Tao, they can accompany the monk for the rest of his life.
Li Shuidao estimated that it would take at least a year or two for him to advance to the middle stage of the Psychic Realm, and during this time, he could still manage to awaken the technique of water breathing.
It's just that he has been disguising his fellow staff as geckos, and if he soaks in the water all day to practice the art of water breathing, it is really not suitable.
"Is Longtan Spring deep?" Li Shuidao suddenly asked an inconsequential word, which made Wang Tiankun completely confused.
He could only answer truthfully: "Longquan Lake is a deep pool, and it is bottomless. ”
"What's the environment like?" Li Shuidao continued to ask with great interest.
"The environment is quiet, the water is murmuring, and it is beautiful." Wang Tiankun described.
"Is it hidden?" Li Shuidao continued to ask.
"This ......" Wang Tiankun didn't know how to answer for a while, and his eyes rolled several times before he said, "It's quite hidden." ”
Seeing Wang Tiankun's eyes rolling, Li Shuidao frowned and was vigilant, so he said with a smile: "You said that Senior Sister is waiting for us in Longquan Pond?" ”
"yes?" Wang Tiankun nodded and said.
"Oh...... Then you won't take me with you? ”
"Yes, yes...... I'll take you there. Wang Tiankun turned around to lead the way with a look of ecstasy, and Li Shuidao followed unhurriedly.
While Wang Tiankun was leading the way, he turned his head to look at Li Shuidao, and saw that he was following all the way, so he walked faster and faster.
"Senior brother, Longquantan is in front, just turn a corner." After Wang Tiankun finished speaking, he turned his head again, only to find that Li Shuidao, who had been following behind him, suddenly disappeared.
"Senior brother?"
"Senior brother, where have you been?" Wang Tiankun shouted loudly.
Above the mountain road, there is no one.
At this time, a person came at the end of the road, it was Wang Xuanfeng.
"Brother, Li Shuidao is gone, he didn't follow?" Wang Tiankun asked in a panic.
"I've been following behind! He hid in the woods, chasing! Wang Xuanfeng rushed into the forest, and sure enough, he saw a figure who was fleeing.
Looking at the body type, it is Li Shuidao.
"Brother clan, you must kill him, otherwise he will go back to complain, and my fellow staff will be gone." Wang Tiankun followed closely, his eyes showing a fierce look.
"Don't worry, he will die today!" Wang Xuanfeng, like a cheetah, quickly approached Li Shuidao, and then threw out a hidden weapon flying knife and attacked Li Shuidao directly.
Hearing the wind behind me.
Li Shuidao, who was fleeing for his life, turned his head and glanced at it, and the trajectory of the flying knife came into his eyes.
The eye of the wind, dynamic vision.
The faster the arrow, the clearer it can see.
If he continued to run forward, he would inevitably be hit in the back by this knife, so he made a slight mistake under his feet, and at the same time, his body happened to move about three inches.
Burst~
The dart pierced the air and was nailed into the trunk of the tree.
咻~咻~咻......
A few more hidden weapons broke through the air.
These darts are quenched knives, and their power is huge, and they seal their throats with blood.
However, these flying knives all missed, and none of them hit Li Shuidao.
The knife misses!
This will make Wang Xuanfeng, who has been practicing the flying knife technique for three years, unable to fix it.
Wang Xuanfeng: Is my flying blade technique so frustrating?
Just when Wang Xuanfeng was anxious to prove himself, Li Shuidao, who was fleeing for his life in front, suddenly turned around, holding a bright three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at him.
Why didn't you run away?
Wang Xuanfeng saw a turbulent river behind Li Shuidao.
That's why he doesn't run!
The Jedi fight back, and the trapped beasts are still fighting.
The corners of Wang Xuanfeng's mouth raised a grim smile, making no secret of the pride in his heart.
"See how you escape?" Wang Xuanfeng sneered, and suddenly he seized the opportunity and suddenly raised his hand and threw out a flying knife. The flying knife flickered with cold light, and flew towards Li Shuidao quickly.
Li Shuidao's eyes froze, and he held the sword in both hands, as if he was holding life.
The eye of the wind, dynamic vision.
Li Shuidao accurately judged the trajectory of the flying knife.
The long sword in his hand seemed to move, and it didn't seem to move.
Clang!
The longsword accurately blocked the flying knife.
"Impossible!"
Annoyed and angry, Wang Xuanfeng directly took out eight flying knives from his body.
Li Shuidao also stared at this.
With the Eye of the Wind, even if the opponent's throwing knife is fast, he can easily knock it down.
But if eight throwing knives are thrown together, although his eyes can catch them, the sword may not be able to block them.
After all, he was holding a light steel sword in his hand, a heavy long sword, not a bamboo sword.
The bamboo sword is light enough, but unfortunately the gold is broken and the wood is impossible to use to block the flying knife made of gold and iron.
The sword is like nature, and it naturally becomes a sword, concentrating on calming the mind, urging the sword with heart, and attacking the enemy in the invisible......
At the moment of life and death, Li Shuidao repeatedly recited four words: unity of mind.
Whoosh ......
Eight flying knives slashed towards Li Shuidao like flowing water, and Li Shuidao held a green steel sword in his hand and swung his sword to resist, clanging, and sparks burst out.
Three of the eight throwing knives were blocked by him, the three deadliest ones, enough to pierce his body, while the other knives pierced his clothes and pierced his skin.
He blocked the eight knives with the smallest movements, and the price he paid was poisoning.
Scorpion venom!
Scorpion venom corresponds to gold venom, and Li Shuidao is affected by the same ginseng toad and is a water poison body.
The five elements of gold give birth to water, so although he was rubbed on his skin and was poisoned by scorpions, there was no.
"Hahahaha......" Seeing that Li Shuidao was cut through his skin by his own flying knife, he must have been highly poisonous.
Wang Xuanfeng only felt that the victory was in his hands, and he continued to touch his waist, but found that the flying knife had been used up.
Wang Xuanfeng is only in the early stage of the psychic mirror, he does not yet have mana, he can't use storage equipment without mana, and the dozen or so flying knives he carries with him have long been used up.
Since this is the case, he simply pulled out the scimitar on his waist to fight hand-to-hand, and now that Li Shuidao has been deeply planted with scorpion venom, his body is shaking, Wang Xuanfeng only feels that he can cut off his head with just one knife, so as to take away the gecko and make his golden scorpion with him promoted to a first-order middle grade, and he can also smoothly possess mana and greatly improve his strength.
"Die!" Wang Xuanfeng flew and swung his sword, and the whole person jumped high.
And although Li Shuidao was still holding the long sword in his hand, his body was shaking, as if he was drunk.
This is poisoning!
Poof!
Li Shuidao, who was supposed to be poisoned, suddenly stabbed his sword into Wang Xuanfeng's right wrist holding the knife.
He could stab Wang Xuanfeng to death with a sword, but he would inevitably be cut off by a scimitar.
Li Shuidao naturally didn't want to die together, so this sword stabbed his wrist.
"Ahh Wang Xuanfeng screamed, and the bright scimitar in his hand fell to the ground.
However, Li Shuidao did not stop, he pulled down along the pierced wrist, the sharp blade cut through the muscles on the arm, along the gap in the bone, directly to the joint of his right arm, this sword almost split his arm in half.