Chapter 66: Competing for Chance

In this way, the two of them flew in a stalemate, and when they estimated that they were already some distance away from Nanyi City, they could already vaguely see a dense jungle.

Shi Yi's face was cloudy and uncertain for a while, and finally his eyes froze, and he flew towards the jungle below.

After a while, the masked monk also flew here, looking at the dense jungle below, and after his divine sense sensed Shi Yi's position, he also laughed disdainfully.

"I can't help myself". After saying that, the masked monk also plunged into the jungle as quickly as possible.

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However, as soon as the masked monk entered the jungle, there was a look of surprise on his face, and the moment he entered the jungle just now, the aura that had been within the range of his divine consciousness suddenly became blurred, and then it seemed that the aura had disappeared in an instant.

If it weren't for the vague aura, the Masked Monk would have wondered if he was in the wrong place, but the thought of this made the Masked Monk's face even more excited.

Not to mention that the flying sword of this eighth-layer Qi cultivator is a bit interesting, being able to run so far from his own hands seems to be the credit of this flying sword, and it seems that it is at least a medium-grade spiritual weapon or even above. What's more, this monk also has a secret technique that can hide his breath, which is even more of a treasure, and the entire Dongyi Sect is not without spells that can hide his breath, but either they can only be cultivated by foundation building monks or some incomplete exercises that cannot be practiced at all.

Although this monk's practice of hiding his aura is estimated to be incomplete, otherwise he would not be able to reveal a trace of his breath, and it must be that his breath has disappeared without a trace, but being able to cultivate during the qi training period makes him more concerned.

In his opinion, how can this kind of good thing be on a low-level casual cultivator, he should be handed over to himself with both hands, and he hasn't opened his mouth to bring the good things of Dongyi since he was a child, not just that his father is the head of Dongyi Sect, a monk in the later stage of foundation building.

The most important thing is that his grandfather is the highest cultivator in the entire Dongyi, and he has entered the Jindan period, and he is the only existence in the entire Dongyi.

"No need to hide, come out, give me your flying sword and the spell to hide your breath, and then kneel down and kowtow three times, I can consider sparing your life." The masked monk stood still and said in a playful voice.

Obviously, his voice was boosted by mana, so the sound traveled far away, and for a while, many birds in the jungle fled in shock.

Hidden under a rock, Shi Yi obviously heard the masked monk's voice as well, and Shi Yi tried to keep his breath to the lowest possible and used the Nameless Qi Gathering Technique with all his might.

It's a pity that the exercises are incomplete after all, and there is still a trace of breath on his body, thinking of this, Shi Yi also sighed in his heart, it seems that no matter how he escapes, he can't escape the pursuit of the masked monk.

The flight speed is already their own limit, but they have a medium-grade flying magic weapon, and they consume spiritual energy, and others consume spiritual stones. The hidden aura can only hide the general direction, as long as you move on your side, the mask monk will definitely be able to feel it.

Shi Yi couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart, originally he just wanted to participate in the secret meeting and buy some Yunling Pill to help him cultivate, but who knew that such an incident happened halfway.

When it came to the Yun Ling Pill, Shi Yi knew that this masked monk also had six bottles of Yun Ling Pill on his body, after all, the first two rounds of pills had gone into his storage bag.

I can't escape, and the road to cultivating immortals is full of thorns. Suddenly, a crazy idea sprung up in Shi Yi's mind, the mask monk behind him is also a disciple of Dongyi Sect with a certain status, and he is indispensable to the elixir, and his penance for a year may not be as effective as a pill for others, if he kills this mask monk.

Thinking of this, Shi Yi couldn't help but breathe a little short, after all, this was the first time he had the idea of competing for the opportunity, and the previous few times it was to save his life. In fact, because of this, it is almost the same, and if you keep dragging it out and waiting for the two Qi Cultivation Consummation Monks or even the Foundation Building Monk to arrive, you will have no way to live.

At first, Shi calculated in his heart that he was somewhat sure that he would be able to kill the masked monk, but Shi Yi smiled bitterly in his heart, as if he was not very sure. However, the matter has come to this point, and I can only fight hard.

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After the masked monk finished speaking, he saw that he didn't react at all, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, this low-level casual cultivator really didn't know whether to live or die.

But at this moment, a black and white light suddenly shot towards him, and the masked monk looked at it intently, and it turned out to be a black and white flying sword, which must be the flying sword he was interested in.

The corners of his mouth showed a hint of a playful smile, and with a casual move, a palm-sized shield appeared in his right hand, and with a slight blow, the shield turned into half a body size head-on, blocking the mask monk in front of him.

The masked monk was very confident in his shield, after all, this was one of the few medium-grade defensive spirit weapons, but it was forged from the shell of a second-level demon beast sand turtle, and it was difficult for an ordinary medium-grade spirit weapon to leave a trace on it.

In his opinion, this shabby casual cultivator, this flying sword can still enter his magic eyes, it is estimated that it is a low-grade top-grade flying sword, as for whether it is a medium-grade or not, he just thinks about it casually, how can a low-level monk who practices qi at the eighth level buy a medium-grade spiritual weapon?

Even if it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, it is more in line with him, killing a casual cultivator who is not long-eyed, and he can also get a medium-grade flying sword. You must know that medium-grade spiritual weapons are not uncommon, but medium-grade flying swords are very rare.

When the shield rose to half the size of his body, he met the sword of the black and white sword, and the masked monk wanted to laugh out loud, in his opinion, the next loose cultivator would be surprised, and he would definitely be shocked to find that the flying sword he was proud of did not even leave a trace on the shield.

"Hmph, a thing that doesn't know whether to live or die, and dares to make a move on me, it's the first time I've seen such a short-sighted person in the whole of Dongyi?" thought to the masked monk.

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However, to the surprise of the masked monk, this seemingly inconspicuous flying sword actually penetrated his shield directly, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and even a little panicked.

However, although the black and white sword pierced through the sand turtle shield, it almost ran out of strength, and the aftermath on the sword body barely reflected the masked monk's reaction.

Although the masked monk was shocked, he couldn't believe that his sand turtle shield had been penetrated, but he also reacted quickly, his body quickly swept backwards, and he turned his body as much as he could, trying to turn his body to the side as much as possible.

Rao was like this, the black and white sword still carried the last trace of aura, and slashed in front of the masked monk, but because the masked monk had already deflected his body again, the black and white sword did not cause scars to the masked monk.

However, after a crisp sound, the white mask of the masked monk also split in half from the middle, falling in half and falling to the ground. A terrifying ground hole is revealed.

The reason why I say horror is that half of this masked monk's face is normal, and judging from the outline, he is still a graceful and graceful boy, but what is surprising is that half of the face has no normal skin, revealing red flesh and blood, and for some reason, this half of his face has not grown skin.

In fact, with the monk's ability, it can be completely restored, and even the high-level monk can be reborn with a broken arm, but the mask monk has no skin on his face for some reason, so that when he saw it in front of him, his eyes were also narrowed, and his heart was also shocked by the mask monk's face.

"You've broken my mask, good, good, good, I'm going to make your life worse than death. The masked monk said three "good" words in a row, gritting his teeth.

Shi Yi ignored the masked monk's threatening words and joked that since he decided to kill you, he wouldn't give you a chance to breathe.

The black and white sword turned, and after getting Shi Yi's aura bonus, it turned into a ray of light and shot towards the masked monk. The masked monk, who already knew the power of the black and white sword, did not dare to be careless this time, and hurriedly took out a golden jade talisman from his arms, and his thumb cut his index finger and shed a trace of blood from it and flowed into the jade talisman, and suddenly a burst of golden light flashed in the jade talisman, and the masked monk recited a magic trick in his mouth, only to see a burst of golden light flow of the jade talisman, forming a pale golden transparent cover around the masked monk.

Shi Yi felt the coercion coming from the jade talisman, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly added a little aura to the black and white sword, only to see the black and white sword with a ray of black and white light shooting heavily on the cover.

Ling Shi's eyes narrowed, and the black and white sword didn't leave a trace on this cover.

"Hmph, ignorant thing, this is the vajra jade talisman given by the ancestor, as long as this young master injects a trace of essence blood, don't want to break the cover below the foundation monk. The masked monk said jokingly, paused, and added, "Since you can't break through my hood, then you can also taste my strength." After speaking, he smiled with his left hand and took out a small black flag from the storage bag. There was a faint cry of ghosts and wolves howling from above.

After the black and white sword could not work, Shi Yi saw that the masked monk took out a small black flag, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little solemn, and his left hand wiped on the storage bag, and a black palm-sized soul suppression tower appeared on his left hand.

When the masked monk saw it, he took out such a small black tower again, and the jealousy in his heart became even stronger. A mouthful of blood protruded from his mouth and hit the small black flag, and suddenly a wolf-shaped ghost appeared from the small flag.

The fluctuation of dead qi was exuded all over his body, and the wolf shadow's eyes turned out to be red, and he bit away with the green light of his body.