Xu Shan thought in his mind as he walked, "It seems that the light that the old Lu Tou said earlier was released by the old Taoist priest nine times out of ten, and the purpose was to let the people nearby come over so that they could borrow a knife to kill people." ”

"It's just that according to the words of the old Taoist, this sixth-layer monk surnamed Xie is the purpose of his trip, so what did he do by marking the position of the ninth-layer qi practitioner, could it be that he also had a grudge against him? And how did the old Taoist disappear directly from my eyes, don't say that he is a fifth-layer qi practitioner, that is, an eighth- or ninth-layer person, if he doesn't resist the sword, I won't lose it, and what's even stranger is that I didn't find any trace of him in the field. ”

Xu Shan turned around and looked at the small field again, except for those few qi practitioners who had disappeared, there was no old Taoist figure in the other crowd.

"Everything here is weird. Okay, I'll see if there's a chance to get that flying sword, and if it's impossible, then take the opportunity to slip away. ”

Having made up his mind in his heart, Xu Shan jumped into the tree, and looked at it.

I saw dozens of second-class wrestlers in the field around the middle person or shooting arrows or firing hidden weapons, once someone ran out of real energy, they immediately retreated, and then someone would make up for it, so that the person in the middle did not have the slightest chance to breathe.

The person in the middle surrounded by everyone was a delicate monk with a young face, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his back against a big tree, struggling to deliver spiritual energy to a mirror-shaped spiritual weapon.

The mirror-like spirit weapon hung above the head of the monk Qingxiu, holding up a circular light shield to protect the monk's whole body.

The mask is divided into two layers, the outer layer is like a breeze blowing on the surface of the water, sparkling, every time a bow or arrow or hidden weapon shoots on it, there will be a layer of water ripples to resist the attack.

The inner layer is gourd-shaped, which holds the monk firmly inside.

In front of the monk, a flying sword in the shape of a bamboo leaf rested on his lap, fresh and green, like jasper that had just been fished out of the water.

Several empty vials of elixir were scattered around the monk.

This person is none other than the beautiful monk who is obsessed with the rivers and lakes and wants to worship Xu Shan.

At this time, the morning sun is slightly dewed, and a little dew drops are hung on the leaves, and a cool breeze caresses by, and a few drops of dew fall from between the leaves and drip on the outer protective cover.

Then the dew drops were shattered into more fine droplets by the arrows that flew from them, and they stuck to the shield, obscuring the face of the beautiful monk.

Xu Shan stood on the tree with a blank face, letting the dew wet his clothes, motionless, indifferently watching the scene in the field.

After a while, the morning light dissipated, and the sun showed half of its face, and a little golden light emanated from it, covering the sea of forests.

The night air in the dense forest quickly dissipated, and bursts of birdsong came from afar, which was pleasing to the ears and eyes.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound, as if the sound of an eggshell cracking, and there was a burst of cheers from the second-class wrestlers who were shooting non-stop below, and when the people behind heard this, they immediately rushed to the front, and soon arrived not far from the Qingxiu monk.

......

If you practice qi at the third level and have a primordial spirit embryo, your divine sense can be separated from your body, but if it is an imperial sword, the aura mana below the sixth layer is not enough to support it.

Only by waiting for the sixth layer of qi training, and the aura gathers into silk, can the sword fly, and at this time, the range of the qi practitioner's divine consciousness can reach more than ten zhang away, which is also the extreme range that the six-layer qi practitioner flying sword can achieve.

In short, as far as the divine consciousness can reach, the flying sword can fly.

......

In the field, an old man dressed as a rich man walked slowly back and forth around the Qingxiu monk with his hands behind his back, and his eyes stayed on the outermost protective shield of the Qingxiu monk.

On the sparkling protective cover, a trace of cracks is printed on it, which is particularly conspicuous.

At this time, a swarthy strong man whose breath was not weaker than that of the old man roared loudly:

"Old man Gu, you can see what's famous, this kid is really exhausted and can't support the protective shield, or is he deliberately tricking us to lure us forward. After all, his natal flying sword had not been used once. ”

The old man known as Old Man Gu shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, you look at the palm print on his chest, the strength seems to be not large, but it is extremely vicious, cutting off the channel of this six-story young man to breathe out spiritual energy, let your breath flow in the river, I have my own high mountain and a horizontal sword, and I am definitely an expert who is also a qi practitioner." ”

"In other words, now this young man can't breathe the aura of heaven and earth for the time being, and can only rely on pills to maintain it, it's difficult..."

Before Old Man Gu finished speaking, he was interrupted by a swarthy strong man, "Aren't you talking nonsense, if he wasn't so seriously injured, who would dare to stop him, now has he exhausted his aura, give me an accurate word." ”

Old man Gu was interrupted, but he didn't get angry, he just tugged at his goatee and didn't make any judgments.

At this time, a man wearing a monk's robe but holding a paper fan stepped forward and said, "This is not simple, you will know it if you try it." ”

The smell of the coming person is strong, not weaker than the two.

When the swarthy strong man heard this, he sneered and said: "Second Crane, just now these dozen second-class wrestlers tried for a long time, and that kid didn't take a step forward, let alone kill anyone with a sword, you are blind." ”

More than a dozen second-class wrestlers who were still shooting non-stop, when they heard this, they immediately stopped their movements and retreated, no longer besieging Qingxiu monks, their faces were different, some were furious, some were happy, and some were expressionless.

"You bastards dare to pit Lao Tzu, don't you say that these six-layer qi practitioners can't move?"

"That's it, we came here after hearing what you said, this kid couldn't move, and you dared to lie to us"

Many second-class wrestlers were bustling and noisy.

Seeing this, the second crane flashed with a fierce look on his face, his body flashed, and he passed through a second-class wrestler in an instant, and several people around him only felt a cool breeze blowing on their faces, and then looked at it, and the crane was already carrying a bloody head in the second-hand middle.

Then, as if a faucet had burst open, the headless corpse sprayed a large amount of blood, spilling several second-class wrestlers around, and then the corpse shook a few times and fell to the ground.

The second crane threw his head into the grass casually, patted his sleeves, looked at the second-class wrestlers, and said expressionlessly: "If you dare to talk nonsense, kill."

The rest of the second-class wrestlers were suddenly silent, as silent as cicadas, how dare they say another word.

Seeing that the second crane did this, everyone reacted differently, the old man Gu frowned, the swarthy strong man smiled, and Xu Shan squinted.

Ignoring everyone's reactions, the second crane said to Old Man Gu and the swarthy strong man: "These second-class wrestlers have exhausted the effect of the monk boy's aura, and now they can't try out the depth, if you want to know if this sixth-level qi practitioner kid is really exhausted of aura, we have to come." ”

After speaking, he looked at the old man dressed as a rich man and said, "Old man Gu, you should also take out your snake shadow bow."

Old man Gu nodded and said, "It's natural. ”

After speaking, he wiped his hand on the jade belt around his waist, and three big bows with arrows appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the bow and arrow hit the ground, everyone felt as if the ground was shaking, which showed its amazing weight.

Old man Gu stepped forward and flicked the three big bows a few times in a row, only to see that among the horns at one end of the big bow, a slender snake slowly oozed out, as thin as silk.

As soon as the little snake appeared, the snake's mouth opened, revealing two piny fangs the size of canine teeth, and I really didn't know how its silky slender body could fit the tube teeth that were several times thicker than it.

Then the little snake's body stretched out like a spring, raised its two pipe teeth and bit the horn at the other end of the big bow, and then the body slowly shortened as if shrinking.

As it continued to shrink, the ends of the staggering weight of the bow slowly approached.

Seeing that it was almost over, Old Man Gu flicked his bow and arrow twice, and the slender snake stopped shrinking.

The horn bow is bent strongly, and the bowstring of the snake body is tight, and even those who don't understand it can feel the terrifying power contained in the pitch-black bow.

Xu Shan stood on the tree, staring at the bowstring carefully, and was amazed, but he recognized this snake called the Shadow Snake.

Most of the shadow snakes have slender bodies like spider silk, but they are very tough, much tougher than the bamboo sound silk in Xu Shan's hand, and if they fully stretch their bodies, they can be as long as a mile.

It's just that the shadow snake likes to curl up by nature, often paralyzed into the size of copper coins, and lives on some high-level spirit beasts, which is not very toxic, loves mosquitoes and flies, and is said to have the talent to devour the souls of dead people or beasts, so it is also called a snake.

It's just that the shadow snake is extremely difficult to find, most of them are priceless, Xu Shan has looked for it a few times in the past, but it is really difficult to find, and he can't afford it, so he has to give up, I didn't expect to be lucky to see it here.

As for the Snake Shadow Bow, Xu Shan had also heard of it for the first time, and judging from its amazing weight and contained strength, it was at least at the level of a first-class wrestler to be able to pull it.

Old man Gu didn't immediately go to get the bow and arrow, but said to the few people who followed him: "Once I use the snake shadow bow, my true qi will be exhausted in a short time, the second and third children, you will protect me well, if we can break the protective shield of this six-layer teenager, it means that this young man is really exhausted of spiritual power, and when the fourth brother arrives, you don't have to worry about me, just go and snatch the flying sword." ”

After speaking, he secretly glanced at the fourth child.

The fourth brother is the strong man who just started to punch Xu Shan, the strong man has been with Old Man Gu for so long, so he naturally understands what he means, and nodded at the moment to indicate that he understands.

The second crane and the swarthy man also commanded.

Seeing that the arrangement was in place, Old Man Gu took a deep breath, and thick hair instantly grew on his bare arm, reaching to the ground, and his breath rose again and again, and the dust under his feet was windless, spreading outward in a circle around it.

Old man Gu stretched out his hand and grabbed a snake shadow bow in the palm of his hand, and then shoveled his left leg to the ground in front of him, leaning out diagonally, and his right leg lunge supported his whole body behind him, took the thumb-thick bow and arrow handed over by others, and shouted, his face turned red, his arm muscles bulged like a dragon, and the bow was drawn like a full moon in an instant, and the people around him could even hear the overwhelming sound of the bowstring.

Pulling it to the extreme, Old Man Gu's pincer-like fingers suddenly let go, and with a whining wind, the pitch-black bow and arrow burst out of the string and broke through the air towards the Qingxiu monk.