Jiang Ping was depressed at this time, he and Feihu looked at it well, the old Taoist priest had to control two flying knives to cut himself, Jiang Ping was willing to give in and help Feihu give advice.

"Brother Tiger Tiger, hide on the left, no, no, on the right! There is a flying knife on the left, no, there is also on the right!"

Jiang Ping's divine consciousness stared closely at the two flying knives, in the divine sense, the trajectory of the two flying knives was exquisite, especially under this kind of close observation, the strong divine sense could be exerted to the maximum!

Divine sense, in the later stage of foundation building, can scan thousands of feet!

In the later stage of foundation building, the monk's divine consciousness swept out a thousand zhang, and the divine consciousness swept out a hundred zhang, which is completely different. For example, a strong man can use a weapon of ten catties to two hundred catties, if he uses thirty catties, he can easily wield it, and he will not feel tired after fighting for an hour, if he uses a weapon of two hundred catties, although the lethality is huge, but this peak state can only be maintained for a moment, and then he can't dance.

It is more like a thousand soldiers and 10,000 soldiers searching the mountain, the area is equally large, and the search of 10,000 soldiers is much more detailed than that of 1,000 soldiers.

In the same way, there is a big difference between using the consciousness to the limit distance and short-distance and short-distance grabbing the opponent's movements more quickly.

Although the Flying Tiger is a powerful spirit beast, after all, it is only in the early stage of foundation building, and its divine sense is far inferior to Jiang Ping, and Jiang Ping's divine sense conquers it, and it is commanded by Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping's divine sense could sense the trajectory of the flying knife, and when he said it, the process was much slower! The two flying knives easily left two scars on the flying tiger, and the flying tiger screamed in pain.

There were a few times when he was in danger and was almost split in half by a throwing knife.

Jiang Ping really couldn't stand it anymore, so he flew down directly from the flying tiger, pushed his body against the flying tiger, carried it to dodge the flying knife, and relied on his powerful divine sense and strange steps to survive several rounds.

Jiang Ping had a huge flying tiger on his head, like a bird moving forward with its nest.

After holding on like this for a while, Jiang Ping's dantian's aura disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, Jiang Ping's heart was anxious, but there was nothing he could do about it. Although he had reduced the power of shrinking the ground to the extreme of being able to avoid the limits of the throwing knife, it still didn't last long. Shrinking the ground into inches is not a mortal exercise, Jiang Ping can realize it, it is already a great creation.

The white-clothed nun is also in an awkward situation at this time, she controls the three magic weapons, fights with the sword void, and the aura consumes a lot, if it weren't for the green bracelet and the big net are only the primary magic weapons, the requirements for the aura are not high, at this time she has been sucked dry of the aura, and what awaits her will be an unbearable ending.

The white-clothed nun put away the net and offered the green bracelet.

The green bracelet rose in the wind, and instantly turned into the appearance of the power just now. He and the Snow Light Sword blocked the attack of the five flying knives, which made the white-clothed nun look relieved.

Jian Xuzi smiled coldly and increased the output of spiritual energy, "I don't believe it, how long can you last!"

With a few flicks of his fingers, several sharp aura was injected into the handleless flying knife, and suddenly, the pressure on the white-clothed female cultivator doubled, and her sweat was like rain, she knew in her heart at this time that she was definitely not the opponent of the old Taoist priest in front of her.

"An'er, wait for me to take down this daughter for you! lock her up and I'll give her to you as a daughter-in-law, don't worry. The old man said comfortingly to the Jian'an Daoist next to him.

Jian'an Daoren was a little angry, seeing that his father Jiujiu couldn't win the beauty, he was a little annoyed, his eyes were fixed on the white-clothed nun, and when he heard this, he jumped to his feet and applauded: "Okay, okay, Daddy, you can't hurt her, her skin is white, it's not good if your flying knife hurts her, it will leave a mark." ”

"Don't worry, Daddy has his own sense of proportion, and he won't hurt her. Next time, you know what to say in front of your mother, right?"

Jian'an Daoren nodded honestly: "Don't worry, Daddy, the child is not stupid." ”

When the white-clothed nun heard the conversation between the father and son, her whole body trembled with anger, and she couldn't wait to spray the blood in her heart on the two of them!

She was annoyed, but there was nothing she could do, she couldn't beat the old fellow.

"Jiang Ping, you go quickly, I can't support it anymore!" The white-clothed nun once again transmitted a voice to Jiang Ping, her voice was a little anxious, and even a little weak.

Jiang Ping wanted to leave, but these two flying knives did not let him go, the two flying knives had obviously locked Jiang Ping, even if he killed the flying tiger, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of the flying knives. In desperation, Jiang Ping could only hope for the girl in white.

He didn't know that the girl in white was almost unable to support it.

Fortunately, the Jian'an Dao people on the opposite side didn't do anything, otherwise. Under the siege of the two monks in the late stage of foundation building, the white-clothed nun will be defeated in an instant!

Jiang Ping was anxious, when he dodged the flying knife, he rummaged through his storage bag, and did not find any weapon that could threaten the monks in the late stage of foundation building, the best flying sword, although it was the best, but after all, it was a magic weapon, I was afraid that if I fought against the magic weapon for one or two rounds, it would be ruined and killed.

"That's right, fire and thunder technique! can't do it, although the fire and thunder technique is strong, it needs a lot of aura to be nurtured, the brewing time is short, the fire and thunder is small, I'm afraid that even the old Taoist can't hurt his appearance, the powerful brewing time is too long, and it also needs to explode around the old Taoist, and the old Taoist can avoid it when he is heartbeat, and it can't work!"

"Uncertain guys like the alchemy furnace and the broken bowl are not attack magic weapons, let alone think about it!"

Jiang Ping calculated carefully in his heart, but found that nothing could threaten the monks in the late stage of foundation building.

"What the hell is it for!" Jiang Ping hurriedly dodged the flying knives a few times, looking at the flying knives flying around him, their speed was not fast, but his speed was faster. That's because his divine sense is strong!

"It would be nice if I could sneak attack," Jiang Ping thought of this, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his mind, "Sneak attack?"

His eyes couldn't help but look at the white-clothed nun and Jian Xuzi, only to see that Jian Xuzi was pressing step by step, and the five flying knives turned into Feihong to encircle and suppress the white Snow Light Sword, and the two weapons were dozens of times between a few breaths, even if he was not a monk, he could see that the range of the Snow Light Sword was getting smaller and smaller, and he was slowly at a disadvantage.

The white-clothed nun saw sweat on her forehead, the white gauze scarf around her face was already soaked, sticking to her cheeks, Jiang Ping's sense was strong, and she could vaguely see that there was a beautiful face behind the white gauze scarf, even if Jiang Ping was an unmoved monk, no wonder that stupid boy fell in love with this woman, a fairy with this kind of appearance, no one could resist it.

"No, I can't wait any longer! Wait any longer, it only takes dozens of rounds, she can't resist, as soon as she loses, the old Taoist priest will concentrate on dealing with me, how can I be the opponent of this old Taoist priest, and then he will take it down!

Jiang Ping's eyes burned, and he quietly opened the storage bag and took out his most powerful weapon, the best flying sword, and for the sake of safety, Jiang Ping took out a broken bowl again, holding the sword in his left hand and the broken bowl in his right hand.

The broken bowl is only the size of a palm, and it is wrapped in a layer of rust, and Jiang Ping has never removed the rust so far. He couldn't find the magic of the bowl, so he put it at the bottom of the bag and never took it out.

If you don't use it at this time, you may not have the opportunity to use it again, so you can take a risk.

Jian Xuzi laughed, he clearly felt that the power of the Snow Light Sword controlled by the white-clothed female cultivator at this time was not as powerful as before, it must be that the aura was about to dry up, and this kind of full-strength use of the middle-level magic weapon would not last long.

Jian Xuzi laughed, took out a talisman from his arms, and threw it casually, about to take down the female cultivator in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Jian Xuzi's chest was wide open, and there was no cover, his left heart was pounding, Jiang Ping's eyes were burning and staring at his chest, and suddenly, stepping on the void, he took a step that he hadn't seen for a long time!

A real shrinkage!

Not a shrunken version!

Jiang Ping only felt his heart flutter, his whole body tightened, and suddenly disappeared in place!

The white-clothed female cultivator and Jian Xuzi were both shocked, their divine senses shrouded the four wildernesses, not only to prevent the other party from secretly making trouble, but also to prevent others from fishing in troubled waters, and the rivers and plains disappeared, which immediately shocked them to the point of trembling.

What spells can make people disappear suddenly!

"Teleport?"

Impossible! Without the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant, how can you succeed in teleporting?

How strong is their divine sense, the other party's Qi refining cultivator, the speed is absolutely impossible to reach the level that they can't see, and suddenly disappear? That should be to disappear in place!

All this was only in an instant, the chest of Jian Xuzi was empty, and he was defenseless, and when Jiang Ping appeared again, he had already crashed into Jian Xuzi's body!

Jiang Ping no longer had any stabbing action in order to hit it with one blow, because maybe this stabbing action was not done yet, and it would be blocked by the other party.

Jiang Ping had already placed the best flying sword on his chest when he had already cast a shrinking inch, and the tip of the sword was facing outward! This fierce impact, the old Taoist priest would not be spared.

"Poof!"

A one-foot-long flying sword pierced into the heart of Jian Xuzi!

Jian Xuzi's clothes cracked in response, his body protection clothes were just high-level magic weapons, even if he was as cultivator as he was, it was impossible to have a magic weapon-level body protection magic clothes.

Jian Xuzi looked at his chest in disbelief, only to see a one-foot-long flying sword piercing his chest, and suddenly, the flying sword turned into the size of a thumb again, and instantly left his side.

The whole heart is pierced!

He was seriously injured by this, and he lost his mind in an instant, and the five flying knives suddenly fell down uncontrollably. Jian Xuzi came back to his senses, was startled, stretched out his hand, and five flying knives flew towards him.

The white-clothed nun was suddenly overjoyed, and urged the four snow light swords to slash at the sword void.