Chapter 111: Throwing the bait
Unintentionally, the mage's face froze, and when his fingertips were about to touch the key, he felt that the aura that had been hidden in the shadows and waiting for the opportunity to move all came to the surface, and his eyes looked around, only to see a green sword light carrying an incomparable momentum, slashing head-on!
This green sword light was so powerful that it seemed to cut through the black night sky, although it was only seven feet long, but as a first-class unintentional mage, it gave birth to an invincible intent.
"This kind of power can easily suppress the qi of the poor monk, it is really terrifying!"
Secretly vigilant in his heart, the unintentional mage knows that the master of this green sword light, its cultivation strength must be above himself, but the matter has come to this point, the unintentional mage will never back down, from this sword light, it can be seen that this secret master, must not know what this key is for, how precious it is, if he understands, he will not just use the sword light as a temptation.
The white eyebrows on both sides of the unintentional mage fluttered in the wind, between the electric light and flint, seeing him grasp it with one hand, the Jiuxi Zen staff standing on the ground flew into the hands of the unintentional mage, holding the key in his hand, and then the internal force surged wildly, and the Jiuxi Zen staff suddenly shone brightly, exuding dazzling golden light.
Other attacks, for the unintentional mage, there is no need to worry, at this moment, the green sword light has been slashed in front of him, unable to avoid, the unintentional mage snorted, and swept away with the staff in his right hand, and the golden light of the Nine Tin Zen staff and the green sword light collided fiercely.
"Bell~"
A sharp crisp sound came out immediately, and I saw the unintentional mage jumping into the air, holding the Zen staff and the sword light to fight hard, and then his body flew backwards suddenly!
Unintentionally, the mage was forced to retreat by the sword light, and he still had no strength to fall to the ground, and after retreating dozens of steps, he could not stop, and stood on the ground with the Jiuxi Zen staff in his hand, and saw that the Zen staff was vibrating slightly, and the nine rings all hit each other and jingled.
There was a tingling sensation in the forearm of his right hand, and the mage clenched his right hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed a heavy look:
"Unexpectedly, in this quagmire, there is a thousand-zhang golden dragon hidden, a person who can force the poor monk to retreat with just a sword light, his strength has definitely touched the threshold of the ordinary first-class realm, this person is very difficult to deal with. β
Slowly open the palm of his hand, a copper key that is extremely rough, lying quietly in the palm of his hand, looking at this appearance, even a child with an incomplete mind, can see that this key is a fake, silent, unintentional mage in the moment when Quan Anwu threw out the key, he thought that this might be his plan, in order to lure out these tigers and wolves hiding in the shadows, in order to make himself have some concerns, but even so, the unintentional mage will not ignore it, people's hearts are unpredictable, in case Quan Anwu can let go of the temptation, throw out the real ancient city key, it will be more than worth the lossγ
Although it was a fake key, the unintentional mage did not discard it, and put it in the placket of his clothes, and thought to himself:
"Now the situation is complicated, there are too many variables, we must be careful to deal with it, so as not to make a wedding dress for others in the end. β
With his hands folded, the unintentional Venerable Master performed a Buddha salute, and then slowly spoke:
"Amitabha, today's matter is the private grievance between the poor monk and the whole benefactor, I hope you don't interfere, otherwise you will be contaminated with cause and effect with the poor monk, don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless and cutting off this cause and effect line. β
"At this time, the night is deep, because of the sleep and rest, I don't know that you are all out in the middle of the night, hiding your head and showing your tail, secretly monitoring the poor monks, what is the so-called meaning? Love the dark, day and night, is the behavior of demons and monsters, is not you are practicing out of the stubble, resulting in the evil demons into the body, in this case, the poor monks on the road to meet evil things, is absolutely not easy to let go! will be you and other evil people under the Jiuxi Zen staff, but also the world a pure. β
The unintentional mage's face did not change, and in the calm tone, the threat was not disguised, as soon as this statement came out, the effect was remarkable, in the perception of the unintentional mage, those Dao aura hidden in the shadows gradually weakened, and then disappeared without a trace.
There is silence in the perception, silently, these disappearing breaths, are just some second-rate realm martial artists, not a problem, people who can not be detected by the breath, the strength of cultivation is not much different from the unintentional mage, they are the real masters, now, they may still be hiding in the shadows, did not leave, but the unintentional mage said before, so that these masters are unlikely to make easy moves, after all, now the opening of the ancient city, is the top priority, at that time the masters gathered together, they need to preserve their own strength as much as possible, for a thing that does not know what to do, it is not wise to fight with first-class masters such as unintentional magesγ
Slowly straightened up, Quan Anwu's breath was already extremely weak, his dry face was dripping with blood, and under the scarlet blood, there was a skin color as white as snow and frost, and at this time, the Gu worms outside the skin around Quan Anwu's body were about to burrow into the flesh and blood.
With a light cough, sticky blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and the unintentional mage's style of Dogu Seal directly injured his internal organs, fortunately, Quan Anwu protected his internal organs with internal force, otherwise this blow alone would make Quan Anwu seriously injured.
Looking at the unintentional mage standing in front of him, Quan Anwu gasped for breath and said:
"Unintentional mage, what you want, I have already handed it over to you, what, looking at the appearance of the mage, I don't plan to leave, do you still want to enjoy the stars side by side with Quan. β
The unintentional mage smiled mildly and said indifferently:
If the donor really has this heart, then the poor monk will fulfill the donor's wish, and the donor can rest assured that the poor monk will build your grave in a place with a wide field of vision, so that the donor can watch the stars and admire the moon every night. β
After the unintentional mage said that, he pulled up the Zen staff standing on the ground, and finally held the staff towards Quan Anwu, Quan Anwu's face sank, his hands became claws, and he also attacked forward.
The sword light and sword shadow, the murderous aura is diffuse, the light of various martial arts moves suddenly appears, Quan Anwu and the unintentional mage two fought one after another, the figure flickered again and again, around is a top second-rate master here to watch, can only be seen the two of them confused figures, as for the moves, if you want to see clearly, it is a fool's dream.
With his heyday of strength and strong light cultivation, the unintentional mage suppressed the half-crippled Quan Anwu and retreated, leaving only room for defense, and after a few moments, the two had already exchanged hundreds of moves, and the surrounding land ten zhang away was full of potholes and a mess.
Quan Anwu's face was hideous, he roared, and after he repelled the Zen staff, Quan Anwu's figure burst back dozens of feet, only to see him stumbling and kneeling on the uneven ground.
Quan Anwu's whole body was stained with blood, his robe was also torn, and his back waist was deeply dented, which was made by the blunt blow of the Zen staff.
Occupy the blood-stained hands on the ground, supporting the body from falling, Quan Anwu's body trembled, the blood slowly dripped from the rags, the yellow dust was dyed blood red, and he snorted, Quan Anwu was controlled by others in the past, willing to be a hunting dog, and became a murder weapon in the hands of others, but his wife and daughter were in the hands of the enemy, and they had to do it as a last resort, and now, his wife and daughter are safe, how can Quan Anwu be low-voiced and willing to bow to the enemy.
The monk robe of the unintentional mage is also torn in a few places, but looking at his ruddy and usual face, he has not suffered any serious injuries, and the masters of the same first-class realm, they are already the top figures in this martial arts, and naturally have their own arrogance.
"All the donors, why bother, you and I have practiced so far, we all know how difficult it is to be a martial arts road, with such cultivation, but also paid the unimaginable price and hardship of ordinary people, although the poor monk likes to Zen machine, but today the poor monk promised the donor, as long as the whole donor is willing to give up, then the poor monk will definitely be able to save your life. β
The unintentional mage clasped his hands together and spoke indifferently, he and Quan Anwu had no grievances, and even before that, they had never met, and now the two were just conflicting interests, as long as they could get the key to the ancient city and let Quan Anwu have a way to live, why not, even if he sought revenge in the future, he had nothing to do with the unintentional mage.
Quan Anwu was covered in blood, stood up with difficulty, his body shook slightly uncontrollably, and then smiled bitterly:
"Unintentionally the mage's kindness, Quan Mou understood it, but things have developed to such a point that there is no room for retreat, and he can die in the hands of the mage, not in the hands of those rats, Quan Mou is already content. β
The value of the key to the ancient city is immeasurable, since Ai Xia is allowed to escape with the key, the inevitable death of Quan Anwu is already doomed, he can't let himself fall into the hands of the enemy, otherwise Ai Xia will inevitably take into account her husband's life and choose to throw herself into the net, besides, without special pills to feed the Gu worms in the body, Quan Anwu will not live for a few days, Quan Anwu's heart is like a mirror, and he has already put his death out of the way, and now he is standing here, which is to attract everyone's attention, so that his wife and daughter can successfully escape.
With a sigh, the unintentional mage shook his head and said helplessly:
"Now that the donor has made a choice, the poor monk can only be offended. β
Unintentionally, several golden rays rose around the mage's body, and then I saw a golden-bodied Arhat with a six-zhang height looming behind him, the Arhat's expression was angry, the muscles of his upper body were ligated, and he was wearing a golden robe, and his momentum was terrifying.
"Nine zhang golden body, like a palm!"
As soon as the words fell, the unintentional mage's right fist blasted out, and the golden Arhat phantom behind him, like the unintentional mage, also swung out his right fist, only to see a fist phantom the size of a zhang, burning with golden flames, rushing towards Quan Anwu, where the fist passed, the ground was cracked layer by layer, and the dust was filled.