Chapter Forty-Eight: Facing Song Cuifu
In order to continue to hide his strength, when Zhang Feiyang jumped into the waterfall, he still did not guide the aura to protect himself.
Although this is a little more dangerous, it is still far inferior to the risk brought by letting Song Cuifu see her true strength at a glance.
After all, Zhang Feiyang had never really fought with Song Cuifu, and he didn't know if Song Cuifu had more magic weapons.
The last time Huo Dan hid Xiang Dong's magic weapon, this matter is still vivid.
At that time, if it weren't for the small stove that happened to rely on blood to activate and burn Hodan, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.
Therefore, Zhang Feiyang didn't dare to take it lightly anymore.
What's more, acting in a high-profile manner has never been his style.
After experiencing the lessons of Xiang Dong and Huo Dan, the two immortal cultivators, in his opinion, he didn't know what would happen to others about such things as showing up and being in the limelight, but for him, who had no backing, his strength was not top-notch, and his cultivation talent was not good, and the only thing he relied on was just a small furnace and his own brain, he was looking for death.
Since he entered the Fire Fox Sect, he has not shown much high-profile publicity, and he has already been killed twice in a row, and Song Cuifu is already the third time this time, so it is naturally impossible to be high-profile.
However, jumping straight down from such a high place, I am afraid that the body will easily collapse instantly, turn into a mess of mud, and fall to death.
Therefore, as soon as Zhang Feiyang entered the waterfall, he guided all the aura in his body, enveloped all the internal organs and muscles and bones, and formed a protective shield inside his body, firmly protecting everything in his body.
With a loud thud, sure enough, the injuries on his body appeared as he expected.
The skin cracked, the blood splattered uncontrollably, and two powerful impacts rushed into his body from top to bottom, bottom to top, like a flood beast, easily breaking through the aura shield he had set up in his body, triggering a strong shock wave, which hit straight ahead, making Zhang Feiyang's face pale, sick to his stomach, and almost vomiting.
But that's about it.
When the shock wave was released, Zhang Feiyang's aura shield was dispersed, Zhang Feiyang felt as if he had collapsed, his whole body had no strength, and the head and feet sank to the bottom of the water, but the internal organs and muscles that had been protected in advance did not receive much impact, but there was a violent vibration invariably, and in addition, there were no more injuries.
Zhang Feiyang's mouth, nose and stomach were uncomfortable for a while, but he was secretly relieved in his heart, and just wanted to move his hands, surface, seize the time to rest, replenish his physical strength, and treat slightly serious skin injuries on the other.
At this time, his facial features were severely deformed, his nose was crooked, his mouth was slanted, even his ears were broken, and several horizontal and vertical cracks appeared on his arms, and blood was gushing out.
Because, the amount of bleeding was a little heavy, and Zhang Feiyang's head was a little dizzy.
He hurriedly channeled the aura, first condensed into a few wounds with the most bleeding, treated them, and then went to treat the petite area of the crack.
Just when he surfaced smoothly, Zhang Feiyang's state recovered sixty percent, and he only needed to rest for a cup of tea, and he could almost fight Song Cuifu smoothly.
It's a pity that at this time, Song Cuifu, who had already been angry and had been looking for him in the river again and again, but never found anything, finally found him.
When Zhang Feiyang jumped into the waterfall from the cave, Song Cuifu went up the river from the bottom of the waterfall again, climbed the cliff according to the original path, and carefully checked the places where Zhang Feiyang could hide from the position above the cliff wall.
When she was angry about Zhang Feiyang's inexplicable disappearance, she returned to the bottom of the waterfall again, and saw Zhang Feiyang at a glance, how could she let it go easily, so she naturally rushed up excitedly and angrily, like a big knife, about to chop Zhang Feiyang alive.
"Little stammer! You asked my sister to find me so hard! It turns out that you are not dead! That's right. Let my sister, I personally feed you and taste my demon worm!"
I saw her menacing, treading water, two or three zhang in one step, Zhang Feiyang, who was only four or five zhang away from her, was shocked, and didn't have time to think about it, so he pounced on it, re-entered the river, and chose to avoid.
When Song Cuifu swept over his head like the wind, he drilled out of the water again, took a long breath, and in order to buy more treatment time, he suddenly asked Song Cuifu a question: "Senior sister." Why do you have to make me your slave? Where did I provoke you?"
Hearing that Zhang Feiyang suddenly stopped stammering, Song Cuifu was surprised, groaned slightly, seemed to understand something at once, did not answer the rhetorical question, and smiled: "Little stammer." Why don't you stutter? Could it be that you have been stuttering for so long?"
This question, Zhang Feiyang knows that it makes no sense to answer yes or no, since Song Cuifu wants a positive answer, it is better not to answer.
In this way, it can make her have doubts in her heart, temporarily interrupt her desire to continue to act, and buy more time.
Thinking of this, Zhang Feiyang repeated the question just now: "Senior sister." Why do you have to do this to me? If you want to be a slave, you can find someone who is willing to be your slave. Don't look for me again, okay?"
Song Cuifu listened to Zhang Feiyang's words twice and was normal, she didn't have to think about it to understand, she giggled, as if she had untied some knot, but then her delicate face was covered with a layer of frost.
"Little stammer. Do you think that anyone can be my slave? And the people I look up to must be excellent. I'll give you one last chance, swallow the demon worm obediently, and I promise not to treat you badly in the future, senior sister. You lied to me about this, and I can not blame it in the past. In the not-too-distant future, you will be grateful to me. ”
Zhang Feiyang is not interested in her promise, but he will not refuse stupidly, which will only anger Song Cuifu and give him no time to heal his injuries and recover his lost physical strength.
After weighing it for a while, he gave Song Cuifu a seemingly expected answer: "Okay." Masters. You let me think about it. Tell me first how much good I will do if I become your slave. ”
This is the result of his careful consideration.
Zhang Feiyang believes that this method will most likely buy a little more time.
But he was wrong.
Song Cuifu has already reached the limit of patience in order to let Zhang Feiyang be her slave, and she almost exploded in anger when she couldn't find Zhang Feiyang's body just now, so she found an unlucky outer disciple to vent, and now she finally found Zhang Feiyang, and he is still a living person, how can she give Zhang Feiyang another chance to delay?
Seeing Zhang Feiyang's unhurried and slow look, she immediately remembered the experience of being frustrated many times on Zhang Feiyang during this time, how could the pent-up anger still be suppressed, she exploded in an instant, snorted, raised her bare hand, pulled out the traceless belt, and pumped it towards Zhang Feiyang.
Zhang Feiyang suffered a loss, and naturally he also had a long memory, and as soon as he saw Song Cuifu pull out the belt around his waist, he pounced and went into the river again to avoid it.
"Little stammer. Stop struggling. You can't escape. ”
The muscles on Song Cuifu's face twitched, a green tendon bulged out on her forehead, and she was even more annoyed, she retracted her hand and then pumped downward, and in a popping sound, the water splashed, and the wide river surface seemed to be split for life, divided into two strands, separated to the left and right, and the momentum was monstrous, startling away a large number of water birds.
After this traceless belt is thrown out, it is invisible and falls into the water, which is naturally the same, but it will leave a large trace when it is shaken at high speed in the water.
At this time, seeing a blade-shaped water wave more than ten zhang long slashing down at the bottom of the river where he was at a very fast speed, Zhang Feiyang was overjoyed, maintained a posture of facing up on his back, touched it from his arms, and just took out the spirit stone rod, his hands were held together, and he was in front of him, making a defensive posture.
Song Cuifu didn't know the situation under the water, and when she was defenseless, she suddenly felt a sinking in her hand, but she had successfully fastened Zhang Feiyang, smiled slightly, and was overjoyed, and pulled her hand up sharply, making a fishing man's reeling action.
Zhang Feiyang followed the traceless belt together, rose from the water into the sky, fell in the direction of Song Cuifu, hit high and low, beat fast and slow, raised his leg and kicked her, glared at her face fiercely, and caught her off guard.
It's a pity that Song Cuifu is a monk in the late stage of the Qi refining period, and when the battle began, she had already used the aura shield, Zhang Feiyang's kick down, although it was unexpected, fast as thunder, and with the help of her weight, she was strong and heavy, but it only kicked Song Cuifu back two steps.
Other than that, there can be no more impact.
Seeing Zhang Feiyang's face of horror after he landed, Song Cuifu was also shocked, glanced at the spirit stone stick in his hand, didn't know what it was, didn't have to think about it, and jerked it back violently with his bare hand, increasing his strength, trying to take it back without a trace.
Zhang Feiyang, but how could he give her such an opportunity?
The reason why he never dared to turn his face with Song Cuifu was that he was afraid of this traceless belt, and now with the traces of water, he finally trapped the traceless belt, and naturally he would not give Song Cuifu any chance.
Seeing that Song Cuifu had just made the action of pulling back the traceless belt, Zhang Feiyang's hands quickly groped for the spirit stone stick, and felt an obvious bulge in the middle area, so he held the traceless belt tightly, shouted, used all his strength, put on a tug-of-war posture, and pulled it in the opposite direction of Song Cuifu, trying to tear the traceless belt hard.
As long as Song Cuifu loses the magic weapon traceless belt, it will be easy to deal with her.
This time, it was fast and ruthless, Zhang Feiyang didn't dare to have reservations, and the strength to eat milk was also used.
Song Cuifu didn't expect it, so she took it off when she landed.
But she was able to be an inner disciple for so long, and she cultivated so many years earlier than Zhang Feiyang, so she was not an easy master to deal with.
At this moment, Song Cuifu's response exceeded Zhang Feiyang's expectations.
As soon as she took off her hand, a trace of panic appeared on her face that she had never felt before, and her face immediately became gloomy, and her body shot out like an arrow under her feet, shooting in the direction of Zhang Feiyang.
Just when the traceless belt was still two or three feet away from Zhang Feiyang, Song Cuifu came first, raised her hand, grabbed the exposed side of the traceless belt again, and flew over Zhang Feiyang's head with a somersault.
At this time, the force brought by Zhang Feiyang's pull to the traceless belt had been completely removed from Song Cuifu.
Song Cuifu had just landed, but she had already launched an offensive, quickly connecting the dots under her feet, turning into an afterimage, and running around Zhang Feiyang at high speed, trying to trap Zhang Feiyang in the traceless belt like a rice dumpling.