Chapter Eighty-Two: Winning and Defeating the Poor
Li Daoren and the other four had no intention of fighting with Gui Wu. Tie Qing's face turned blue, and he jumped over hundreds of feet. Completely enter the state of fighting, completely cut off the negative emotions, and kill the blameless and fast.
The position in which they stand is also very particular. The four of them were all veterans of the fighting method, and when the trajectory of Gui Wu's march was clarified just now, they had already realized that the place where the Sang Dao people stood at the beginning was exactly at the edge of Gui Wu's escape trajectory.
Therefore, that talisman was able to dodge the Sang Dao people's round shield with an extremely fast and dexterous attitude. If it weren't for the Sangdao people who gave up a "Void Essence Sword" supernatural power, they would not be lucky.
Now that they were hundreds of feet away from the Escape Track, those talismans could no longer pose a threat to them.
The Sandao people danced with their hands, like manipulating marionettes to attract a group of blue spirits. Once again, he used the magic power of the "Void Heavenly Prison", and the round Qingtuan sprinkled twelve prescription positions, instantly condensing twelve vine cages with a height of more than 100 zhang.
The place occupied by the twelve Qingbi cages is the twelve intersection hubs of the "four vertical, four horizontal and one ring" escape trajectory.
In this way, Gui Wuyi's astonishing speed of the escape technique could only be used in one of the twenty isolated trajectories, and Li Daoren and the other four people were chasing down the past along this trajectory.
If he is chased and killed to the point where there is nowhere to escape, intending to transfer from one trajectory to another, then his speed blessing will naturally become invalid, and the four of them will naturally be able to kill him easily.
The Flying Palace was destroyed, and the future was bleak. For the Sangdao people, it was like fighting poison with poison, and taught him to calm down a lot.
At this time, he was energetic again, and dozens of branches grew in his hand and whipped towards Gui Wuyi.
The same magic skill is repeated, but the effect is very different. Because at this time, it had been identified that the root of the Blameless Escape Technique, the Sang Dao people's long whip attacked wildly along the direction of the Escape Technique's trajectory, and the whip shadow was hazy, shrouding dozens of zhang square. blameless, momentarily forced to retreat.
It's like a single-plank bridge, I go forward, and you can only go back.
But five or six miles behind Gui Wuyi is a "virtual cage", occupying the intersection of the two trajectories, where can you retreat?
Lin Daoren held the palm of his hand, cleared his breath and condensed the shape, and felt out a six-foot-long gourd hammer. I didn't expect that his appearance was such a bulky magic weapon.
The bald man's hair grew again. It was twisted for a while, but it was tied into pigtails, which was extremely funny. With a wave of the crocodile gold scissors, fifty or sixty pigtails were cut off, and they manifested with the qi, and all of them condensed into a long ge. The sharpness of the momentum is not much better than the previous feather arrows.
Li Daoren thought for a moment. In order to make a foolish plan, I finally held on to something, which was a delicate abacus. This abacus is the bottom of Li Daoren's box. Previously, his star sand supernatural power was achieved at the same time when he tempered this abacus. Eighty-four abacus beads were refined in the tens of thousands of star sands, and the rest were easily refined.
The bald Taoist sighed, "Where is Senior Brother Li going?"
Li Daoren was silent for a long time, and finally said: "What is the difference between the destruction of the clan and the reduction of slaves? ”
He didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning couldn't be clearer.
When Lin Daoren heard Li Daoren's words, his spirits lifted slightly, and he hurriedly said: "We may not be able to pass the test here by pretending to be a casual cultivator." This line exterminated more than 200 scattered cultivators, and the gains were not thin. Which day will he return to Rongzhou with Yu Xuanzong's wave cone and find another mountain. It is enough to establish the foundation of a third-class sect. ”
The bald Daoist glanced at the Sang Daoist and hesitated: "If you want to establish a sect, you must have Senior Brother Sang and us to work together." At that time, he had been taught many secret methods in advance. The true legend of the Xingyue Gate below the Yuan Infant Realm, six or seven times out of ten is on him. I'm afraid that he will drill the horns. ”
After these people took out the magic weapon, you said a word, and I said a word. It doesn't seem to care about the situation of the war.
In their eyes, the blameless is already a dead man.
was forced to the "Void Life Heavenly Prison" near the nearest escape track, and there was also a distance of two or three hundred zhang. If he delusionally jumped into the next escape track, the Spirit Monk's movement speed would inevitably show his original form. The distance of two or three hundred zhang does not seem to be long, but in fact, it is like a moat, and it is the place where Gui Wuzhi is buried.
Five or six more breaths passed. It seems that there is no way to retreat, and more than ten zhang back is the vine phantom of the "virtual prison" and chooses people to eat.
Blameless, unhurried, and jumped diagonally.
Now is the time!
Five people shoot at the same time!
The Sandao people did it again and again, and the green leaves on dozens of rattans fell and shot out. The green leaves dance for a long time.
The bald Daoist's dozens of braided spears stabbed at the same time.
Li Daoren shook the abacus in his hand, and eighty-four abacus beads floated in the air. As soon as he raised his hand, he divided two pillars and fourteen beads and fell down without blame.
It's not that he's stingy. Among the magic weapons of the four people of Xingyue Gate, in addition to the Sang Dao people's "Empty Yun Nian Sword", he ranked first with his "Miscellaneous Hexagram Abacus".
The power of each of the eighty-four beads of this abacus was no less than the "Great Flame Talisman" used by the previous Blameless, and the Jindan monk was hit by a blow, either dead or injured.
What's even more rare is that this abacus is not a consumable, but has already been refined into a refined element, which is a trace of essence traction. When a bead is used up, it can be restored after twelve hours.
He punched twelve beads in one go, and he already attached great importance to the blamelessness.
Lin Daoren secretly manipulated the magic trick, and the golden gourd hammer was hanging high like a sharp sword, slowly leaping to the intersection of the two trajectories, intending to make up for the last blow when he was lucky to survive.
There is also action to blame. Four bright long swords appeared in his palm, rushing towards the four of them.
The bald Daoist sneered, "Dying and struggling. ”
Lin Daoren was surprised and said: "The thief is a good net. It's hard to get one of these kinds of magic weapons. ”
These four long swords are clear and lingering, the water waves are flowing, and the head-on attack is swift and incoherent, and the sharpness is almost no less than the magic weapon. Such quality can be called the ultimate in the magic weapon achieved!
With these four swords as the embryo, coupled with the Jindan monk's careful cultivation and cultivation, almost eighty or ninety percent of them are sure that they can be promoted to a magic weapon.
However, if you rely on this thing to attack and kill the four Jindan monks, it is a fantasy. In the eyes of Li Daoren and the other four, at that time, they must know that they were not lucky, and they just fought back when they died.
After two or three breaths.
Thousands of green leaves, dozens of long ges, and twelve abacus beads completely wrapped the place where Gui Wuzhi stood, and exploded one after another.
The green air dances, the fire is raging, and the thunder flower movie is uncertain, accompanied by a continuous piercing roar. Under this kind of offensive, no one would believe that anyone could survive.
At this time, the four long swords had already struck and killed the four of them within ten zhang of them.
The three people of Sangdao, Lindao, and Bald Dao all stood still, as steady as Mount Tai. Li Daoren flicked his hand, and the four abacus beads popped out, intercepting the four long swords respectively.
That's when the unexpected happened.
The four long swords trembled slightly, overflowing with a terrifying aura without warning, and then exploded!
Li Daoren reacted extremely quickly, and the twelve-grade columns of the miscellaneous hexagram abacus instantly decomposed, and then expanded more than a hundred times, turning into white wooden railings, blocking in front of the four people.
The bald Taoist then launched, and with a pinch, his hair instantly grew hundreds of feet, like a curtain wrapped around the gap of the white wooden railing.
Sang Dao people were stunned, although they were half a beat slower. But he was the most skilled in immersion in supernatural powers, and the four round mulberry shields firmly protected the four of them.
Lin Daoren had an extra folding fan in his hand, and after unfolding it, he almost reached two feet and rolled himself in it.
One after another, thunder and trembling between heaven and earth, and the qi pulse repeatedly. This aura is somewhat similar to the scene of the four-person flying boat blown up, but on a slightly smaller scale. Li Daoren and the other four people clearly used the magic weapon to protect themselves in time, but at this time, they were blown up in a mess.
Except for the folding fan of the Lin Dao people, six or seven remnants of fan bones can still be seen, and the rest of the defensive magic weapons and magical powers have been blown up cleanly, and there is not even a trace of fly ash left.
The situation of the Lindau people was the best of the four. Although his clothes were tattered and his skin was blackened, his appearance was extremely disgraced. But in the end, all the beards and tails stood in place.
Because the other three people's defensive powers are all shrouded in the four of them, and his "shadow fan" only protects one of his own, which is like an extra layer of defense. It's not that his selfish thoughts are too heavy, but that the exercises have to be like this.
The condition of the remaining three people was extremely miserable, not only their clothes were completely reduced to shreds, but even their bodies were not complete. The Sang Dao man had his legs blown off, and the bald Dao man's left arm and Li Dao man's right arm were empty and no longer existed.
The trauma suffered by Li Daoren and the other three was ten times more serious than the tragic situation seen on the surface. They were people who had lost their way, and their limbs were nothing. However, the wounds on their legs and left and right arms were abroded by endless thunder flames, and even their souls were being scorched.
Now the three of them condensed in addition to Dan Sha, and struggled to use Dan Li to use a magic weapon to strike, almost no different from a wasted person. Even if it is a flight, it is far inferior to the spirit monk.
Li Daoren roared: "Don't relax. "Although he was hit hard by the blameless death-defying counterattack. In his heart, he also thought that he had already been killed by them one step earlier. But before it is confirmed, it is necessary to carry this breath, and it is not yet time to treat the injury.
Lin Daoren was a little disapproving, although the four of them were carelessly injured, but they were not to blame and were bound to die, and they couldn't die anymore. In today's situation, it is only right to find a place to heal as soon as possible.
Just when he thought so. A white figure appeared out of thin air, and Gui Wuxian appeared on another escape trajectory like a ghostly figure, sprinting straight in the direction of the four people!
Lin Dao people only felt that they had been hit on the head, and their breath was vain. Li Daoren and the other three also lost their minds for a while.
The bald Taoist muttered, "How is that possible?"
The four of them didn't care about their injuries, and they didn't have time to think about why they were able to escape from the mortal situation. Hurriedly beat his own treasures and supernatural powers in one go.
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