Chapter Twenty-Three: Chasing Cao An
Han Ding knew that their departure would make Xue Chuan make up his mind to start the decisive battle in advance, of course he knew. But even so, he would not change his decision, because now for them, it is obvious that the Wuji Bead in Cao An's hand is more important.
Cao An naturally wouldn't feel the chase of these Bagua Sect monks behind Han Ding, and he turned his head and said to Han Ding and them with a smile as he flew forward, "Master Han Sect, why do you have to chase and beat me hard, if you don't go back, you Bagua Sect monks will be killed by the Lieshan Sect." After speaking, Cao An also raised his chin in the direction of the Bagua Sect monk.
Han Ding laughed angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I have a lot of people in the Bagua Sect, even if I stand there and line up and let the guys from the Lieshan Sect kill them, it will take a lot of time, not to mention that there are people from your Heavenly Providence Sect there." If you want to just take advantage of us, it's not so easy to run away. ”
At this time, Han Ding still thought that it was Pang Hailou who was killed by Cao An, so Cao An must have the magic weapon in his hand that could kill and injure the Yuan Infant Cultivator, and he would definitely not let Cao An go like this.
And the other Bagua Sect monks didn't have a good impression of Cao An, and even the master of the Lizi Sect had a deep hatred with him, at this time, the new hatred and old hatred broke out together, and everyone would never just watch Cao An escape in front of him so easily.
Cao An didn't say much when he saw this, anyway, the young master had already escaped safely, even if he died here, what would he have, not to mention, these guys were not much different from their own cultivation realm, and it was not so simple to catch up with themselves. Thinking of this, the spiritual power on Cao An (身shēn) suddenly converged on his back to form a pair of gray spiritual power wings, and the whole person was like a big bird speeding up and soaring in the air.
"Damn, what kind of ghost trick is this" Seeing Cao An's (body shēn) figure gradually getting farther and farther away from him and the others, a monk from the Bagua Sect couldn't help but cry out angrily.
And Han Ding on the other side also frowned. He and Cao An's cultivation are the same as the peak of the Bifu period, if he fights alone, the two Cao Ans may not be his opponents, but if he doesn't fight with himself and keeps running away, then Han Ding really doesn't have a good way.
At this time, the master of the Lizi Gate asked Han Ding, "Master, can the demon beast you summoned just now be summoned again, if we can release that space-distorting move again, I think we should still have some hope." "The move of the Bagua Tiger just now to tear through the space and bring Pang Hailou to himself (body shēn) is indeed a very powerful skill.
Han Ding frowned and said, "It's not impossible, it's just that the distance that Xiaohu's twist can exert is related to its spiritual power, and now this distance is probably a little insufficient." ”
"Then let it overdraw its spiritual power. A monk from the Bagua Sect said.
Han Ding glanced at the guy coldly, obviously not very happy with such a suggestion.
The monk was also a little weak when he was glared at by Han Ding, but he still continued, "Master, you can't feel sorry for it anymore at this time, if Cao An can't catch it back, we won't be able to get the Wuji Bead, if we don't have the Wuji Bead, we will have to die under Xiang Fenghuo's sword in less than two days, and it's a little bad that you still care about this at this time." ”
Of course, Han Ding understands this truth, but although he is not a beast cultivator, his feeling with that gossip tiger is also very good, so letting it overdraft his spiritual power is naturally still a little unhappy in his heart, but just like what the guy said just now, it will not suffer, and his own people will have to die, and Han Ding still knows which is more important.
"Alas" After sighing slightly, Han Ding still summoned the gossip tiger again, "Go Xiaohu, use it again to turn things around, and catch that guy over there for me." ”
The gossip tiger naturally wouldn't disobey Han Ding's order, and roared in place and began to use its magic trick to turn things around again.
The Bagua pattern on the head of the Bagua Tiger lit up again, and then maybe because the distance was really far this time, I saw that the spiritual power on the Bagua Tiger (身shēn) was instantly gathered on its head as if it was absorbed by a sponge, and it seemed that it was still not enough, and the degree of the pattern was still a little insufficient.
The gossip tiger let out a low wail and roared, as if he was in some pain because of forcibly extracting his spiritual power, Han Ding next to him had no way to look any further, so he could only forcibly turn his eyes to Cao An's direction, so that he would not pay attention to the pain of the gossip tiger. It's just that even so, Han Ding, who is the master, can still feel the sadness of the gossip tiger forcibly extracting spiritual power.
But fortunately, after forcibly extracting spiritual power, the gossip pattern on the head of the gossip tiger finally shone completely, and the familiar space distortion once again appeared in front of everyone.
As the Bagua Tiger disappeared in front of everyone due to the overdraft of his spiritual power, Cao An's (body shēn) shadow was indeed pulled back, and this time he no longer had a chance to escape, because the monks of the Bagua Gate had locked all the space around him.
"Hehehe" The master of the Lizimen said to Cao An with a hideous smile, "We'll see where you can escape."
Cao An glanced at the surrounding Bagua Gate monks and sighed and said, "Alas, I didn't expect that kind of powerful move to be able to be used twice in such a short period of time, it seems that the heavens are all on your side of the Bagua Gate." ”
Han Ding pulled out the long sword in his hand with a cold face and pointed it at Cao An and said, "This is not providence, but people." Arrest Cao An, as long as you hand over the Wuji Bead, I can consider letting you live. ”
The "Master" and the other Bagua Sect monks all looked at Han Ding in disbelief. This guy has already lied to himself like this, how can he let him go.
Cao An looked at Han Ding with a smile on his face. Of course he understood what Han Ding was thinking now, naturally it wouldn't be because he had any pity for him Cao An, in fact, no matter what he said, how could Han Ding not care about the monks of the Bagua Sect, if Cao An could hand over the Wuji Bead at this time, Han Ding and they would still have a chance to go back to help the monks of the Bagua Sect, at least they couldn't let the Lieshan Sect kill them all so easily.
If Cao An (身shēn) had Wuji Beads, perhaps he would have really considered Han Ding's suggestion, because he knew that Han Ding really didn't have time to waste on him (身shēn).
Unfortunately, he really didn't. So Cao An closed his lips tightly and raised his flying sword, indicating his attitude.
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