Chapter 8: You Are Not Worthy
Iron arrows that broke into several pieces in the air fell into snowdrifts.
Chang Xi jumped out of the way as soon as he shot an arrow to prevent the gray-robed old man from sneaking up from the side. But he was surprised to find that the gray-robed old man did not take advantage of the moment after Chang Xi shot the arrow to launch the previous attack, but stood in place with his fingers wrapped around his hands and posed in a strange shape, as if he was guiding the blue wolf fang. Even the moment the blue wolf tooth was hit by the iron feather arrow, the figure of the gray-robed old man was also staggering and almost fell. The eyes that looked at Chang Xi were even more murderous.
"He can't do it with two things when he guides this blue wolf fang?" Chang Xi, who was regressing, saw this scene and faintly understood something.
"Stinky boy dares to hurt my magic weapon, damn it!" The gray-robed old man looked at the wolf tooth magic weapon that was somewhat erratic in the air, and his heart was about to drip blood.
This wolf tooth artifact was a psychic wolf tooth that he had taken from a long-dead frost demon wolf after the demon disaster had subsided. After spending a lot of precious materials to barely cleanse the remaining demonic nature on it, supplemented by secret techniques, he can be driven at will by feeding himself with his own essence and blood every day. But now that he is frequently deflated in front of a mortal hunter, how can he swallow this evil breath? Only by crushing this kid's bones and scattering ashes can he eliminate the hatred in his heart!
"Hurry!" the gray-robed old man snorted, and the speed of the trick in his hand suddenly became faster. The blue wolf fangs shone brightly, and the speed became several minutes faster in vain, turning into a strange blue light that swooped down from a high place, and the screaming sound of breaking the air suddenly exploded in Chang Xi's ears.
"So fast?" Chang Xi's face turned pale, and before the arrow in his hand was on the bowstring, the blue wolf tooth had already rushed to his eyes! In a hurry, Chang Xi had to block the iron feather arrow that had just drawn out the arrow basket in front of him in an extremely reluctant posture.
The piercing sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in his ears, and the blue wolf fangs and iron feathers of arrows with incredible speed were separated with a single touch. The sound of flesh and skin splitting came into his ears, and Chang Xi suddenly felt a cold that pierced through the bone marrow quickly spread from the wound on his hand to his whole body. Half of the iron arrow condensed with frost in his hand fell into the snow, and the whole person's body quickly became cold and stiff, layers of frost formed on his hair and eyelashes, and his blue and purple lips struggled to open a little mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and his black and white pupils were also covered with a layer of white frost and no longer turned, becoming gray.
"Hahahaha! Ignorant child! Being stabbed to the flesh by my frost, this cold power is an extreme headache even for a monk of the same level, let alone a mere mortal! Boy, don't worry, this immortal will not let you die so happily. Disturb my Yaxing, even if it is death, it is a luxury. Seeing that the kid in front of him who was still alive and tiger immediately became an ice sculpture under his frost thorn, the gray-robed old man finally breathed a sigh of relief. In his arrogant laughter, he reached out and was about to take the bow in Chang Xi's hand.
At this moment, a mutation protrudes!
"Huh, what is the white gas coming out of this kid's body? Hey, it's so hot?!What's going on?" The gray-robed old man who had just walked in front of Chang Xi suddenly found that Chang Xi's body that had been frozen into an ice sculpture was actually emitting a trace of white gas at this time, and he was surprised and touched a wisp with his hand, never thinking that he was almost burned.
In the dismayed eyes of the gray-robed old man, the thick frost on Chang Xi's body quickly melted, but after a breath or two, Chang Xi's pupils regained focus. Feeling the astonishing heat emanating from the small wooden card on his chest, he suddenly realized. Many of the previously unexplained phenomena have finally been answered.
"Qinglan Immortal Master... Thank you. ”
His heart was full of gratitude to Qinglan Immortal Master, but the movements of Chang Xi's hands were not slow at all, and the heat gushing out from the depths of his limbs made Chang Xi no longer fearful, and the iron feather arrow between his hands was already on the string again.
"No way, how can you be a mere mortal to resist my frost thorn? Good boy has such a heavy treasure!When the old man kills you, this thing will be mine!" The gray-robed old man noticed a wisp of green light coming out of Chang Xi's chest in surprise, and couldn't help but understand. Greed regained the upper hand, and the magic in his hand was activated, and the blue wolf fang roared towards Chang Xi again.
"Old man, is this the only trick you have to play over and over?" Chang Xi only felt the indescribable clarity in his mind. After two close encounters with the blue wolf fang, in this third time, Chang Xi finally discovered the weakness of the blue wolf fang.
This blue wolf fang, which was manipulated by the gray-robed old man, could only go straight and would not bend!
Although the speed of the blue wolf tooth was very fast, Chang Xi was already faintly able to directly lock the trajectory of the wolf tooth with his eyesight. The finger was released, and the Iron Feather Arrow whistled and once again clashed with the blue wolf fang in the air. As soon as possible, the Tie Ling Arrow was smashed into several pieces again in an instant, but the gray-robed old man not far away also trembled suddenly and almost fell to his knees.
"Stinky boy... Such an accurate arrow... It seems that it is not possible to pay a little blood..."The gray-robed old man stood firm, and was about to urge some secret technique, but he saw that the bow and arrow in Chang Xi's hand not far away were not aimed at the wolf teeth in the air, but they were aimed directly at him.
"Huh!" The dark arrow cluster rapidly enlarged in the eyes of the gray-robed old man, the corner of the old man's eyes twitched, he let go of the magic in his hand, and shouted loudly with a shock of spiritual power.
"Ice Shield!"
A thin ice shield just appeared out of thin air in front of the gray-robed old man, and the iron feather arrow made a piercing sound when it hit the ice shield, leaving a crack the thickness of a finger on the ice shield, and then it was weak and fell into the snow.
"Hey, hey... This immortal has a protective ice shield, how can mortal weapons hurt me in the slightest? Boy, are you afraid that you have burned out your brain? Now obediently hand over that treasure to this immortal, this immortal maybe..."The gray-robed old man who was hiding behind the ice shield couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that this stinky boy's invincible bow and arrow was finally deflated. I just wanted to take the opportunity to hit his state of mind, but I saw that this kid was actually ready to draw a bow and arrows again, but that appearance was a little different from before...
"The fact that you and I have been fighting for so long is enough to prove that you are not a powerful immortal cultivator. Chang Xi took the last iron feather arrow from the arrow basket behind his back.
"Since you are not a powerful immortal, and your decayed body is greedy for women, and you manipulate the blue wolf fangs to be injured by me twice in succession, and you don't look at what your hands have shaken. Chang Xi used his right hand to flip the bowstring around his fingers in one circle, and another circle.
"Can you, the so-called ice shield, still be able to catch my arrow, old man?" The iron willow bow in Chang Xi's hand trembled slightly, and there was an iron feather arrow between the bowstrings that had been flipped twice. The finger guard of the right hand could no longer withstand the pressure from the bowstring, and was broken with a "snap", and the tenacious bowstring burst out a bloody flower on the finger, splashing on the face, a face that was so calm that it was terrifying.
"Storm Style!" With Chang Xi's burst of shouts, the high-speed spinning arrow slammed mercilessly into the ice shield in front of the gray-robed old man like an angry black whirlwind. The ice shield only lasted less than a breath before it was broken by this rotating arrow, and the iron feather arrow that had not disappeared stabbed a huge and hideous wound on the right arm of the gray-robed old man, and the gushing blood instantly stained half of the gray-robed old man's robe, which looked extremely embarrassing.
"Little bastard, the old man will kill you today!" The gray robed old man's waist flashed, and a bottle of elixir appeared in his hand. The old man opened his mouth and swallowed all the pills into his abdomen, and the wound on his right arm suddenly began to heal slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye. But before he could make the next move, a life-and-death crisis that he had never felt before instantly enveloped him. The gray-robed old man's face trembled uncontrollably, and he slowly raised his head to look at the source of his fear.
In the distance, the young man stood with his bow drawn, his right hand bleeding profusely, but on the pitch-black iron willow bow was a sword that he had never seen in his life.
Bow and sword?!What is that sword?!Just pointing at each other from afar, there is such a fierce force?! The gray-robed old man couldn't help but roar, he couldn't believe it.
"Do you know, compared to Qinglan Immortal Master, you are not worthy of being an immortal at all. ”
"Rest in peace, soldiers who are buried in Dawu Mountain. ”
With the young man's soft whisper, in the fear of the gray-robed old man, the dazzling sword stabbed everything in front of him, staining his vision into a bloody color.