Chapter Seventy-Five: The Battle of the Boar Spirit
Seeing that the black haired arrow shot by the wild boar semen towards him was getting closer and closer, Zhao Xinyi, who had never experienced actual combat, panicked and couldn't move in place.
"Be careful!" Murong Feng said as he pounced on Zhao Xinyi, who was already stunned in place. The two of them hugged each other and rolled around on the ground a few times, finally dodging the first wave of attacks from the boar spirit.
Zhao Xinyi got up from the ground, but found that Murong Feng's left arm had been pierced by a black-haired arrow, and blood was constantly gushing out of the wound.
"Your arm ......" Zhao Xinyi glanced at Murong Feng and asked with some concern.
"It's fine. Murong Feng interrupted Zhao Xinyi, who was pressed under him, his eyes were firmly fixed on the wild boar essence in front of him, his lips were tightly closed, and his upper jaw was clenched into his lower jaw, and he could see that he was enduring the pain.
The wild boar spirit missed the blow, and then roared and rushed towards the two Murong Feng who fell to the ground, and while rushing back, he thought in his heart that with his strong body, even if he rubbed his side, even if he couldn't die, he would have to take half a life for this human cultivator.
Seeing that the wild boar spirit was getting closer and closer to him, Murong Feng recited the magic formula, and the four spirit beasts on one side rushed towards the wild boar spirit together, entangled with the wild boar essence, and the wild boar spirit saw that Murong Feng was in front of him, but because of the entanglement of the four spirit beasts, he became more and more irritable.
Taking advantage of the gap between the four spirit beasts entangled in the wild boar essence, Murong Feng briefly checked his wounds, fortunately, the black-haired arrow just now only hurt the flesh and skin, not the muscles and bones, although the arm hurt a lot, it did not affect the movement of the body.
Seeing that the wild boar spirit had been trapped in place, Murong Feng quickly stood up, blocking Zhao Xinyi, who had just stood up, behind him, and urged the magic trick in his mouth, 72 small flying swords flew out of his sleeves, and the little flying swords were constantly changing positions with Murong Feng's formula, and they all disappeared after a while.
Zhao Xinyi, who was hiding behind Murong Feng, was first surprised, then shocked, and finally a little scared after seeing Murong Feng's actions.
It is strange that a cultivator in the foundation building period can be so unsurprised when facing the Jindan stage cultivation demon beast that he can behave like this in actual combat. It must be that he has experienced life and death battles or has rich experience in actual combat, and this person's cultivation is only in the foundation building period, you must know that whether it is to take on the task of hunting demon beasts in the Shang Alliance or go directly to the north to face the demon army, the minimum requirement for cultivation is the condensation period. What has this Murong Feng experienced?
What is surprising is that this young cultivator can control 72 array flags at the same time, and a person like himself who is born with a strong spiritual sense can only control 48 array flags in the condensation period, but he is a cultivator in the foundation building stage but has the spiritual consciousness that only a cultivator in the Jindan stage can have, this person is really not simple.
I'm afraid it's because this young cultivator in front of him is a little terrifying, not only has rich actual combat experience, but also has the strength to fight with a Jindan stage cultivator, after all, his true cultivation is only in the foundation building stage. Zhao Xinyi asked herself, even if she was a cultivator in the condensation period, I was afraid that it would be difficult to even escape when she faced the wild boar essence in front of her alone, and this cultivator in the foundation building period could actually trap the wild boar essence and plan to kill it.
Although Murong Feng is in his own mansion, he has the assistance of the Shoushan Great Array, which can be regarded as occupying a favorable location. But the gap between the two cannot be bridged by the right time and place. Thinking of this, Zhao Xinyi suddenly felt that the cultivator in front of her was very reliable. The mood changed from fear to peace of mind. She couldn't help but reach out and grabbed the corner of Murong Feng's clothes, as if this man was her biggest support at the moment.
Murong Feng, who was casting a spell, suddenly felt a tightness behind him, and looked back to find that Zhao Xinyi was holding the corner of his clothes with his hand, his two big eyes were staring at him, and his cheeks were slightly red, as if he was asking for help from himself. He only thought that Senior Sister Zhao was just frightened, so he didn't care and turned his head to continue casting spells.
At this moment, the wild boar spirit is fighting with the four spirit beasts spawned in the formation, because the source of the spiritual power of this Shoushan Great Array is the spiritual veins in the stone cave, so the spirit beasts spawned also have a steady stream of spiritual power supplements, which is much stronger than the spirit beasts spawned by Murong Feng's own Five Elements Bagua Array. Although the wild boar essence has rough skin and thick meat, it also looks a little short of breath under the attack of the spirit beast in turn, so he has to call the beetle essence outside to come to help.
But despite the boar spirit's constant cries for help, the beetle spirit seemed to have disappeared and never appeared.
In another part of the valley of Murong Feng's mansion, the beetle spirit didn't know what spell it had hit, and its body couldn't move as if it was petrified, and a huge quicksand pit appeared under his feet, and the beetle spirit saw that his body was slowly sinking into the quicksand, but there was nothing he could do.
"Who are you? We are both demon clans, why do you want to help a human cultivator to deal with me! You can take that human cultivator's spirit fox soul, and beg my eldest brother to let me live. The beetle spirit knew that it was hopeless to survive on its own, so he begged for mercy from the masked demon cultivator in front of him.
"I didn't mean to be that Spirit Fox Soul, and I have no grudge against you, let alone intentionally help a human cultivator. It's just that the mastermind of the demon clan has an order first, and whoever dares to be unfavorable to that Murong Feng will be killed. Otherwise, since the secret of this spirit fox soul has been revealed, why did none of the many chiefs in the north come and let this pie fall on the two of you. The masked demon cultivator said that, and then he urged the magic trick, and then the beetle spirit found that the speed of his fall was accelerating, and he wanted to continue to say a few words begging for mercy, but he was completely submerged in the quicksand, and it didn't take long for him to lose his life.
At this moment, Murong Feng was staring at the wild boar spirit trapped by the four spirit beasts not far away. He knew that his actual cultivation was only in the foundation building period, and it was the first mountain array that relied on the spiritual veins in this mountain as the source to trap the wild boar essence. Although his own spiritual sense is already equivalent to that of the cultivators in the later stage of Jindan, his lack of cultivation has caused his spiritual power to only launch an attack on the wild boar essence, if the attack fails, he is afraid that he will have to breathe for a long time before he can attack again, and the wild boar essence will not give him a second chance.
At the same time that Murong Feng was urging the formation flag, the wild boar spirit was also thinking about his own moves, with such a big array of the first mountain, with his own ability, let alone killing Murong Feng, it would be difficult even if he was close. Unless he used a strange move to catch Murong Feng off guard like just now, but now the other party has taken precautions.
There was only one trick left, and the boar spirit made up his mind in his heart. Soon, his body turned into a huge black-haired boar again, and at the same time, various silver charms flashed around his black fur. It didn't take long for the boar to turn silvery-gray throughout. Rushing towards Murong Feng again.
At the same time that the wild boar's proficient body changed from very colored to silver-gray, the attacks of the four spirit beasts seemed to be temporarily ineffective against the wild boar essence. All kinds of spells hit the boar spirit and were either bounced away, or they were like scratching the boots and had no effect. The wild boar spirit roared and rushed towards Murong Feng, seeing that it was getting closer and closer to Murong Feng.