Chapter 112: The Black-robed Old Man Fights in the Dust
Looking at the appearance of the black-robed old man, the windmill glanced at it with a smile and ignored it, but looked at the contents of the white jade porcelain bottle in his hand.
Uncorked the bottle, a fragrant smell came out, and looking inward through the bottle, it was clearly visible that there were three blood-colored pills the size of broad beans.
"Is this black-robed old man still an alchemist? Fengchen guessed. "Curse, what kind of elixir is this, do you know it?"
"It's just a few extremely garbage blood elixirs, taking human blood or demonic beast blood as the main material, with some simple auxiliary materials, it can be easily refined. But this kind of pill is a waste pill at all, except for adding a little aura, it is useless at all. These few in your hand are even more waste pills in the waste pill, and one contains at most a mixed aura equivalent to a low-grade yuan stone. Curse said disdainfully.
"Cao, I thought I had picked up some treasure, Bai Huan was overjoyed. Fengchen heard the curse, and without saying a word, he directly threw the white jade porcelain bottle in his hand.
"Smack. ”
The cracking sound of the porcelain vase falling to the ground seemed to hit the heart of the black-robed old man, he wanted to be good, but Fengchen's actions gave him a wrong signal, that is, Fengchen was not ready to be good. In this case, in line with the wise saying that the first strike is stronger, and the second strike suffers, he made the first move.
A dagger glowing with a faint green glow was hidden by him in his black robe, and he pretended to bend down to pick up a blood elixir that rolled to his feet. The next moment, taking advantage of the unpreparedness, the black-robed old man suddenly attacked.
He didn't attack Fengchen's vital point, he just stabbed Fengchen's leg with a dagger, anyway, he wanted to be able to cut through Fengchen's skin, and it would be the same wherever he stabbed, after all, the green glow on the dagger was not vegetarian.
However, although Fengchen was distracted, it also made the Curse always pay attention to the movements of the black-robed old man, and from the moment he took out the dagger, the Curse had already informed Fengchen, and the black-robed old man's attack was naturally impossible to succeed.
"Ding" The dagger swung by the black-robed old man hit the knife face of the broken knife in the dust. The black-robed old man was shocked when he saw this, but his reaction was not slow, and he was about to slash the dagger to the side to make a contribution from the side. How could Fengchen make him successful, and as soon as he used his hand, he slapped the broken knife into the chest of the black-robed old man.
The black-robed old man hurriedly retreated, otherwise even if he could really take the opportunity to poison Fengchen, Fengchen's knife would probably cut off his head before then.
"I really can't imagine that this time this ancestor would come across such a hard idea from you. The black-robed old man looked at Fengchen and smiled.
"Hmph, even if you dare to call yourself an ancestor. Fengchen replied disdainfully. "I'm not embarrassed for you, hand over your storage ring, I'll turn around and leave, or I'll scrap you and take your storage ring again. ”
"Boy, you're pretty rampant. The black-robed old man said angrily, I don't know how long no one dared to talk to him like this in this realm, but now a guy has come out and wants to scrap himself and take away his storage ring, he really can't be angry.
"Rampant or not, I don't know, I just know that if you don't do what I say, I definitely have the ability to make you unable to get up. Fengchen replied lightly.
That calm and disdainful tone made the black-robed old man even more furious.
"Ah, boy, you really deserve to die, even if this ancestor fights for this old life today, he will kill you. The black-robed old man shouted.
"Come on, then. "Fengchen waved his knife out, although it is a basic knife technique, but with the knife intent, even if it is just the most ordinary slashing, swinging, stabbing, and teasing, it has endless power. Because this is a means that is beyond skill and close to the Tao.
"I actually comprehended the sword intent, no wonder I dared to be so rampant. But if this is all you rely on, you will surely die today. The black-robed old man was first shocked when he saw Fengchen use his sword intent, and then he didn't show much fear, but seemed to be relieved and found the confidence to defeat Fengchen.
"Pretending to be a ghost. Fengchen didn't take the words of the black-robed old man seriously. In his opinion, the old man in the black robe was more of a bluff. Just like Li Sangui, it seems that he wants to magnify his moves, but he runs away directly. Of course, it is not ruled out that this black-robed old man really has some powerful means, so Fengchen is careful while preventing him from escaping.
At this time, the old man in the black robe put away the dagger in his hand, and replaced it with a soft sword in his backhand. Not to mention anything else, he also comprehended the artistic conception, and he was deeper than himself, and he fell behind in the confrontation of the artistic conception.
"It's really a man who can't be seen, and the sea is immeasurable. Fengchen sighed.
After entering the Valley of Annihilation, Feng Chen had a feeling that these people should be true elite disciples. Because it seems that the strength of the sinners here is much stronger than the disciples outside. After all, even the guys who also comprehended the artistic conception came out, and listening to the tone of the black-robed old man, although there were not many people who comprehended the artistic conception in this Valley of Extinction, it was not unusual.
"Are all the people in this Valley of Annihilation so perverted, could it be that the most talented disciples of every generation have been imprisoned in this Valley of Annihilation?" Feng Chen thought wildly.
"It's not as scary as you think. Curse explained. "Their strength is indeed one level stronger than that of their peers in the outside world, but you have overlooked one point - age. ”
After the reminder of the curse, Fengchen suddenly realized that yes, he had overlooked a very important point, age. The fighters-level disciples in the outside world are generally only in their teens, and these people are all seventy or eighty, and there are few young faces. As you can imagine, they were probably only teenagers when they made a mistake and were locked up here. For decades, due to the lack of aura, their cultivation has stagnated, and in order to improve their strength, they can only work on aspects other than pure cultivation. In this way, it is not surprising that their strength is so strong that they even comprehend the artistic conception.
Thinking of this, Feng Chen couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the sect's practice of sending the first batch of Extinction Valley disciples to explore and compete for the resources of the small world. First of all, the strength is strong, and you can gain a lot, in addition, although these people are strong, they have no potential, and they are all guilty, and they don't feel distressed when they die. That's a lot to do.
"But for the sect to explore the small world of cannon fodder, I'm afraid there will be one less today. "Wind and dust said darkly. Naturally, what he was referring to was the old man in the black robe, since he was completely offended this time, then Fengchen would never let him go, although he couldn't be killed directly, but he could be abolished.
Fengchen thinks so, and the old man in the black robe is the same. Although he said that he must kill Fengchen, he really didn't dare to kill him, otherwise the law enforcement team would not be vegetarian. He was going to cripple the wind and dust, and then slowly concoct it.