Chapter Forty-Seven: A Vicious Fight
Liu Hongshen and Li Yukun were fighting in a place deeper into Chenshan, because the two of them took the Tiger Pill condensed by the Tiger Demon as their own, which made Zhuo Xingran of Shueisha very annoyed, this Tiger Demon was the third second-order demon beast they hunted.
In order to better profit in the forbidden land, Zhuo Xingran contacted the two masters of the Hidden Blade Society long before entering the forbidden land, and quickly gathered together after entering the forbidden land, they made a rule that the three of them would hunt the second-order demon beast together, and the inner dan of the demon beast would be taken in order, Chen Fengtao and Duan Yunfei of the Hidden Blade Club had already obtained the demon beast inner dan respectively, and the inner dan of this tiger demon was said to be Zhuo Xingran's.
But they didn't expect that the tiger demon would be injured and escape, and it happened to be intercepted and killed by several people from Yunheng Society, and the tiger demon Neidan naturally fell into the hands of others, because Zhai Lan was there, Zhuo Xingran was not good at showing her fierce appearance in front of her, so she wanted to persuade Li Yukun to hand over Neidan with words, and she was unwilling to do anything.
But Li Yukun didn't eat that, how could the Tiger Demon Neidan in his hands be given away, and they also missed the Python Neidan today, just so they could use the Tiger Demon Neidan to make up for the loss, Zhuo Xingran was angry at the time, and when he saw that the other party didn't plan to negotiate peace, he immediately started to do it.
At the beginning, Zhuo Xingran was afraid of hurting Zhai Lan, so he asked the other two to shoot lightly, but what he didn't expect was that Zhai Lan, a woman, was ruthless, if it wasn't for his higher cultivation, he would have almost taken you to be pierced by Zhai Lan's magic weapon several times.
At this time, Zhuo Xingran also began to destroy the flowers with his hot hands, and he was ruthless, and the sword on Zhai Lan's chest was given by his White Frost Sword.
Now, only Li Yukun and Liu Hongshen are left on the Yunheng Society's side and still have combat effectiveness, while Zhuo Xingran has three people on his side, and he has an advantage in numbers.
However, what gave Zhuo Xingran a headache was that Liu Hongshen and Li Yukun cooperated too tacitly, and one of them made the meteor hammer, and even the rocks could be easily smashed after adding mana, so that no one on his side dared to step forward. Li Yukun was controlling six green feather flying knives, constantly interfering with Zhuo Xingran's formation.
Now the only one on Zhuo Xingran's side who can make a move is Duan Yunfei, because the magic weapon he uses is a black cloud chain made of fine iron, this magic weapon was played with in his hand, only to see the iron chain rotating and stirring, the loose chains are closed one by one, and the iron chains are also changing different states, sometimes all gathered together and extremely strong, sometimes open and open, like a long snake.
From time to time, the black cloud chain would slap Liu Hongshen's body, but Liu Hongshen smashed it out with a meteor hammer, making Duan Yunfei not know what to do, his specialty is to trap the opponent with the black cloud chain, and then the other two will attack, but the current situation is a little anxious, and his black cloud chain can't make any progress except for occasionally disturbing Liu Hongshen.
"We can't drag it out any longer, the longer it goes on, the worse it will be for us, and now there should be a lot of people who have noticed us, if we don't settle the battle as soon as possible, I'm afraid that someone will come to wait for work. Zhuo Xingran thought in his heart, his face suddenly showed a murderous look, and then he took out a talisman from his pocket and held it in the palm of his hand, and then his body rushed out of the protective circle and went straight to Liu Hongshen and the others.
When Li Yukun saw Zhuo Xingran running out of the protective circle, he couldn't help but sneer, and slowly spit out two words in his mouth: "Look for death." Then he divided two green feather flying knives to chase Zhuo Xingran, and the green feather flying knives turned into blue light, and the speed was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it hit Zhuo Xingran's body.
However, the imaginary bloody picture did not appear, Zhuo Xingran was unharmed after two flying knives, which was a bit unexpected by everyone, Li Yukun was the most surprised, but when he saw a faint light on Zhuo Xingran's body, he said with relief: "No wonder, it turned out that a wooden talisman was used." ”
What Zhuo Xingran was holding in his hand was the low-level primary body talisman in his hand, he relied on the flying knife that the talisman resisted hard, after breaking through the flying knife, his figure arrived in front of Liu Hongshen, and the white frost sword in his hand was lightly picked, and immediately shot out a white sword qi, so close to the distance, Liu Hongshen's meteor hammer could not block this move at all, so he could only hurriedly retreat and bypass the sword qi as much as possible.
"Ahh
Liu Hongshen screamed in pain, his left arm had fallen to the ground, and the wound was still spurting blood.
After injuring Liu Hongshen, Chen Fengtao also entered the battle, the magic weapon he used was called the Zhenshan hammer, which was a high-grade magic weapon, I saw him chanting a spell in his mouth, and the lines carved on the surface of the Zhenshan hammer in his hand lit up in turn, and when all the lines were lit up, the Zhenshan hammer suddenly swelled six or seven times, becoming a hammer that could really shatter the mountain.
Chen Fengtao held the Zhenshan hammer with both hands and smashed it towards Li Yukun.
Li Yukun's eyes were frightened, and he hurriedly dodged back, fortunately, the Zhenshan hammer had a slow speed shortcoming, as soon as the hammer fell, Li Yukun's figure had already run outside the attack range of the Zhenshan hammer, and the hammer smashed on the open ground, and the powerful impact directly smashed a large pit about several meters deep on the ground.
Seeing that his hammer didn't kill anyone, Chen Fengtao showed pity on his face, and then glanced at Duan Yunfei again, as if he was blaming him for not cooperating, if he used the black cloud chain to trap Li Yukun first, his hammer would not be smashed into the air.
But it doesn't have much to do with it, when the two restrained Li Yukun, Zhuo Xingran no longer knew how many swords he had stabbed on Liu Hongshen's body. Because he couldn't get used to Liu Hongshen's arrogance, he was particularly targeted, and if he were someone else, he would have solved it happily a long time ago, and he would not let others suffer at all.
"Don't rub it off, hurry up and get rid of these two people, Brother Duan and I will return to the Hidden Front Club in a while. Chen Fengtao urged, after all, the two of them belong to the Hidden Feng Society, and it is a little unreasonable not to meet with the people in the club for a long time.
Zhuo Xingran nodded slightly, and then stabbed the White Frost Sword at Liu Hongshen's eyebrows with a fierce look, this sword was very fast, Liu Hongshen, who had almost lost his strength because of too many wounds, had no possibility to dodge this sword at all, he had closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.
There was a crisp sound, Liu Hongshen only felt that a cold air floated past at the center of his eyebrows, he hurriedly opened his eyes, only to see that the White Frost Sword that should have pierced into his eyebrows had deviated, and he also saw Zhuo Xingran with an angry face.
The thing that was bubbling with cold air was Han Leng's water-based ice hockey spell, which directly deflected Zhuo Xingran's White Frost Sword from the trajectory, allowing Liu Hongshen to pick up a life from the Ghost Gate.
"You slut didn't die!" Zhuo Xingran looked at Zhai Lan and suddenly scolded.
Han Leng looked gloomy, he was very disgusted by Zhuo Xingran's disrespectful words, and with a light tap of his palm on the Qiankun bag, he took out the top-grade magic weapon that was scavenged from the cave.
Chen Fengtao just glanced at Han Leng lightly, and after seeing that Han Leng was just a low-level cultivator of the fifth level of qi refining, he snorted disdainfully, and said even more contemptuously: "Why is there another bedbug, Brother Zhuo, you really have a lot of enemies." ”
In Chen Fengtao's mouth, Han Leng is a bed bug, not worth mentioning at all, it is a waste that he can easily pinch to death with one hand.
"Brother Chen laughed, this kid caused my subordinates to be expelled from the division, he is my enemy, I must avenge this revenge, and ask Brother Chen to hand over this person's life to me to solve. Zhuo Xingran said viciously.
Chen Fengtao smiled and said, "Okay, I won't care about your personal grievances." ”
Han Leng just stood there, listening to the other party talking about how to deal with himself in a business-like tone, which was really different.
"That subordinate of yours did his own thing, and it has nothing to do with him being expelled from the division and following him. Han Leng didn't want to be deducted for no reason, he still had to fight for his innocence, otherwise he would have no positive image in the eyes of his senior sister.
But Zhuo Xingran didn't care what Han Leng said, in his heart, it was Han Leng who expelled such a good sycophant from the sect, he couldn't hear Lei Yingwu's just right praise during this time, and he felt that he had no motivation to cultivate.
The culprit who caused all this was Han Leng, Zhuo Xingran's sword finger lightly swiped across the white frost sword, and the spiritual power entered the sword body like this, causing a thin layer of frost to appear on the sword body, and a faint cold air could be seen floating on the sword faintly.
"Even if you don't show up today, I will find a way to find you, but even if you have a kind, it will save me from wasting time looking for you, so let's die obediently now!" Zhuo Xingran said without any emotion, and then his figure rushed towards Han Leng quickly, and the cold qi on the White Frost Sword surged, and the murderous aura was surging.
Han Leng knew that this battle was inevitable, and he just happened to try the top magic weapon in the cave, only to see Han Leng inject mana into the newly acquired top magic weapon, and the magic weapon that was like a firewood knife suddenly lit up, facing Zhuo Xingran who was rushing forward, Han Leng swung out the firewood knife magic weapon with all his might, only to hear a loud sound, and the two magic weapons slammed together, and at the same time, two very large recoil forces were transmitted to the arms of the two.
Han Leng only felt numb at the tiger's mouth, but the firewood knife magic weapon in his hand was not damaged, but Zhuo Xingran looked at his cracked white frost sword with a shocked face, this was a high-grade magic weapon that he bought at a great price, and it was almost shattered by a rough firewood knife that looked at it, how can people accept it.
Not only did Han Leng bring a surprise to the other party, but Zhai Lan, who was holding a purple light sword, was also majestic, Duan Yunfei's black cloud chain was cut into several sections by Zhai Lan's purple light sword, and even the black cloud mist on the black cloud chain was cut off.
At this time, if Duan Yunfei couldn't see the power of the method, he would really be an idiot.
"You actually use top-grade magic weapons, no wonder they are so powerful. Brother Zhuo, you didn't mention the fact that these two people have top-level magic weapons, and the agreement between us is null and void. Duan Yunfei took back the black cloud chain in distress, and now the ending can almost be decided, for them, the monks of the Qi refining period, a good magic weapon can make up for the gap in the realm.
Duan Yunfei didn't dare to joke with his net worth, and he and Chen Fengtao had already obtained the inner pill of the second-order demon beast, so there was really no need to risk their lives for Zhuo Xingran.
"I'm really sorry, Brother Chen and I have to return to the Yinfeng Society, and this surnamed Zhuo will be handed over to you to dispose of, farewell. Duan Yunfei said with a smile on his face, and fled away without looking back, and Chen Fengtao also slipped away after him.
In an instant, Zhuo Xingran was left alone on the battlefield, he was bitter in his heart, but no one listened to what he said.
"I have long felt that these two people are unreliable, and I can't imagine that they really abandoned me. Zhuo Xingran said hatefully.
Han Leng looked at Zhuo Xingran with pity and said, "Your helpers have all run away, do you still plan to continue fighting with me?"
Zhuo Xingran still maintained a proud attitude and said, "Of course, even if I run away now, it will be meaningless. ”
Han sneered, the light of the firewood knife magic weapon in his hand soared, he waved forward with one hand, and a fiery red arc blade shot out, Zhuo Xingran saw this scene, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly used the White Frost Sword to condense a frost and snow barrier, the barrier that exuded cold air seemed to be indestructible, but after touching the arc blade, it was not as hard as it looked, and the red arc blade cut through the frost and snow barrier like a bamboo, and went straight to Zhuo Xing.
Zhuo Xingran's face was bloodless, his little face was pale, he hurriedly took out a talisman from his pocket, and slapped it on his body, and suddenly a layer of faint green light wrapped his whole body, at this time, the red arc blade also reached his body, only to see the red light and green light connected, Zhuo Xingran's body was pushed by the arc blade and retreated more than ten meters, and the green light of the protective body was shattered, but the red arc blade was also neutralized.
Looking at the arc blade that was offset by him, Zhuo Xingran's expression softened slightly, but before he could even out his breath, Zhai Lan, who had long been unable to hold back, also drove the sword to attack, and the cultivator in the middle of the sixth layer of qi refining used a top-level magic weapon, which was much stronger than Han Leng, the fifth layer of qi refining.
Zhai Lan didn't even use the arc blade, he directly stabbed Zhuo Xingran with a sword, the sharpness of the purple light sword itself was no less than casting a low-level spell, in the face of such a powerful attack, Zhuo Xingran didn't dare to hold it up, he almost took out all the treasures he brought this time, and even slapped five talismans on his body in a row, only to see the green light on his body, as if he was wearing a green skin armor.
Zhai Lan just laughed lightly at this, and then waved the purple light in his hand, and every time he took out the sword, it accurately hit Zhuo Xingran's protective green light, and after a while, Zhuo Xingran's protective green light was beaten and no longer emitted light.
Zhuo Xingran, who had lost the protection of the green light, changed his arrogance just now, and begged Zhai Lan to let him live with a pitiful expression, Zhai Lan directly threw a sword arc at Zhuo Xingran's crotch, and with a terrible wail, a stick-like object fell off Zhuo Xingran's body.
Seeing this bloody scene, Han Leng couldn't help but tighten his legs.
After cutting off Zhuo Xingran's right and wrong roots, Zhai Lan returned to Han Leng's side. Zhuo Xingran endured the humiliation in his heart, he knew that he had escaped death, and as for the precious things that were lost, he could still ask a master to pick them up when he returned to the sect.
Zhuo Xingran wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned to leave, the seeds of revenge had been planted in his heart, he decided to devote himself to cultivation after returning to the sect, strive to build a foundation as soon as possible, and then capture Zhai Lan as a furnace for his own cultivation, and also use the treasure that was cut off by her to bully back.
It's a pity that Zhuo Xingran has no way to realize his evil ideal, he walked less than fifty meters, suddenly his whole body tensed, and the White Frost Sword in his hand was also injected with enough mana in an instant, and then he turned around suddenly, but it was too late, he turned around and only saw two white lights flashing in front of him, and then his eyes became pitch black, and the two blood holes in his chest began to gush out blood, and his body fell to the ground stiffly.
In the distance, there were two flying knives dripping with blood floating on Li Yukun's palms, Zhai Lan let Zhuo Xingran go, he didn't say let go.