Chapter 102: Swearing to behead Murong Dongxue

The supernatural power of 'seeing as if there is nothing' is one of the great supernatural powers of the Venerable Insight Realm, which is still above the 36 Tiangang supernatural powers of the Buddha and the 72 earthly evil supernatural powers, and has the ability to perceive the creation of heaven and earth, and to see through the causal changes of the heavenly way. He Qifeng and Pang Jinghong, who were in the Yuanying Realm, were limited by their realm and cognition, and they could not have imagined that the young man knew their arrangements well, and he was like watching the fire.

The difference in strength, even if he knew the other party's arrangement, the young man was also palpitating, since the other party wanted to attack Murong Dongxue and use her to blackmail himself, what should he do? Pang Jinghong is also a late Yuanying cultivator, and he is quite scheming, the first few times he dealt with Yuanying Realm, the other party despised himself and caught off guard, and he succeeded with Tu Shiqi. This time, Pang Jinghong will no longer fight with the mentality of dealing with the Zhuji Monk, but put him at the same level as the Great Cultivator of the Yuanying Realm, attach great importance to it, and will do his best as soon as he makes a move, his own means may not be effective, and he will face the means of the real Yuanying Greatness to do it with all his might.

By the way, the water was still in the lake, and the young man got up and ran out of the cave with one foot, stepping into the underground river, and immediately communicated with the water.

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The lake of Tiger Roaring Ridge is blue, quiet under the blue sky, there is a mysterious black mist, surrounding a radius of dozens of miles, hundreds of zhang high, the center is the active volcano that diffuses gray smoke all the year round, and there is another large-scale eruption every hundred years.

Under the black haze, the ice sword gradually condensed, very slowly, trying to restrain the clicking sound of ice crystals condensing, and the ice sword formed slowly under the lake, like a fish swimming.

At this moment, Murong Dongxue was still standing by the lake, and in the air above was a monk from the Yuan Infant Realm of the Dai Sect, who was engrossed in staring at the area he was responsible for. And Murong Dongxue was nervously waiting for the news of the young man, since he knew that the young man was not killed by his ice, he was in a good mood, and at this time, he was worried about whether the young man could get rid of the two Yuanying Great Cultivators, and he didn't know that a danger was quietly approaching.

Completely defenseless, a blue tile ice sword slowly rose from the water, silently, and the hidden killing machine quietly approached, waiting until you were three feet behind you, and suddenly attacked, as fast as lightning.

Murong Dongxue was suddenly alert, and his whole body was terrified, but it was too late, the ice sword and his body were already less than a few inches, and the tiger demon in the distance roared loudly, it had already noticed this scene, staring at this killing situation with round eyes, and when the killing situation was completed, the hanging heart suddenly relaxed, revealing pleasure, and there was no way to vent before letting out a long howl.

With a crisp bang, an air arrow was nailed to the tip of the ice sword, and both of them exploded after the crisp sound!

"Haha" sneered and came, it was the Yuanying monk of the Dai Sect, in fact, the perception of the surrounding heaven and earth as a Yuanying monk was far from being recognized by the Jindan monk, when the ice sword was formed, it was perceived by the monk in the air above, once the Yuanying Realm monk was engrossed in vigilance around him, the wind and grass within a radius of several miles could not escape his perception. The lake water is blue and transparent, and when viewed from above, it is crystal clear, although the ice sword is also transparent, there is still a little difference in the refraction of light, and this difference is enough.

So, the monk was silent, but he was waiting for an opportunity to move, just when the ice sword slowly rose out of the water, the monk understood the other party's intentions, and at the last moment, at the moment when the opponent was sure to succeed, he launched a close spell to destroy the opponent's ambition to get a blow, which would definitely hit the opponent's confidence, and even saw the opponent's momentary astonishment and chagrin, the monk couldn't help but feel a mood. Hehe, this stinky boy turned out to be playing sneak attack, no wonder Senior Brother Gong folded his hands. So I concentrated even more, trying to find the traces that the opponent might be exposed through the small reversal just now.

However, what disappointed him was that the stinky boy had not yet been found, and there was a sudden change on Murong Dongxue's side, and the ice sword that was originally broken and disintegrated turned into countless ice cubes, and in the next moment, it collapsed and flew away, and turned around in unison, turning into ice picks in the sky, the tip of the cone was sharp, like a swarm of bees covering Murong Dongxue.

"Damn!" still underestimated the young opponent, this was his killing move! He cast it again, but it was still a step too late, and the air shield blocked most of the ice picks, and there were still dozens of ice picks that pierced Murong Dongxue.

Murong Dongxue was the closest to the mutation, he had just escaped from the killing move that hung by a thread, his blood was spurting all over his body, and he was already prepared for the second attack, but the distance was too close, and the ice pick covered a wide area. With only the blessing of spiritual power on his legs, he tried his best to jump out to one side and roll on the spot, while waving his hands to block the vital point. Fortunately, Murong Dongxue was wearing a treasure robe, which could avoid water, fire and physical damage, but the level was not enough, and the damage could only be reduced by a few points.

When Murong Dongxue barely stood up, several blood swords had burst out of his body, but fortunately, only his shoulder and right arm were injured, and Murong Dongxue retreated wildly, because a more dangerous aura was approaching, it was from the ground, and Murong Dongxue's sword fled into the air.

Sure enough, a crimson flying sword broke out of the ground and turned into a red mang, which followed Murong Dongxue and shot away!

That was Murong Dongxue's nightmare, at this moment, would Murong Dongxue regret the red demon he had personally banished!

"Sure!" After the initial surprise, the young monk thought about the young man's achievements, and raised his sense of battle to the highest level, attaching great importance to the opponent, and the young man no longer had any chance to take advantage of.

As the word 'Ding' spit out, the spatial confinement spell behind Murong Dongxue unfolded.

However, the next moment, the monk was shocked, the previously invincible spatial confinement did not have much effect on the crimson flying sword, and saw that the flying sword began to rotate at a high speed, breaking the stagnant space, like a flying drill drilling through the wooden plank, although the speed was affected, it still exceeded Murong Dongxue's escape speed, and he chased after it unrelentingly, and the speed between Murong Dongxue and Murong Dongxue was getting closer and closer.

The monk couldn't help but think: "What a hatred this is! Such a relentless killing move, yes, just now it was this Murong Dongxue who froze the young man and laid the dust, but with me, see if your young man can still be arrogant!"

In his heart, the monk did not slack off, waved his hands continuously, a magic shield came out of thin air, and then a big hand appeared out of thin air to grab the flying sword, and at the same time sacrificed a bundle of immortal ropes to face the wind and grow, ready to move, once the trace of the young man was found, it was immediately launched.

The flying sword is full of spirituality, a flying arc crossed, and it was able to bypass the magic shield, and before it could advance a few feet, it was grabbed by a big hand, and the flying sword bent and twisted, desperately breaking free!

"Haha! The carving insect is a little skill!" The monk was disdainful, his fingers flew and struck the sword body one after another, making a roar, and the sword body trembled after being hit.

Murong Dongxue's escape figure did not pause at all, the direction was where it converged with the monk, but the distance was still dozens of zhang, just when the monk was triumphant, the sudden change rose again, and ten zhang on the route of Murong Dongxue's escape, thirty-six triple feather arrows appeared out of thin air, and thirty-six triple feather arrows appeared at the same time a few zhang around the monk, and seventy-two triple feather arrows were launched at the same time, and their speed was far beyond that of ordinary flying swords.

Seventy-two triple feather arrows break through the air and silence are sharp and piercing, the arrows are cold and snowy, and they are extremely sharp, far from being comparable to the ice arrows and air arrows condensed by the monks of the Jindan Realm, and the seventy-two triple feather arrows are all like substance, and their appearance and momentum are no less than ordinary magic weapons.

In the face of the mutation, Murong Dongxue and the monk changed color together, and this attack was wave after wave, not allowing people to have the slightest respite, and the figure of the other party has not been seen so far. The two of them thought of the fall of Gongmen Yi just now, and it was really reasonable!

The Yuanying-level monk was still able to protect himself from the attack of the thirty-six triple feather arrows, and in the next moment, the monk's figure disappeared in space, and the bundle of immortal ropes turned into giant python whips and flew like a windmill, drawing towards those triple feather arrows. When the person stepped out of the void from ten zhang away, thirty triple feather arrows had already been shattered by the immortal rope, and the monk did not hesitate to blast out a punch to attack those triple feather arrows that were shooting at Murong Dongxue. The six triple feather arrows that were closer to the monk changed direction and attacked the monk again.

Although one punch smashed half of the triple feather arrows, but in the face of the six triple feather arrows that had already hit, this monk had no time to blast out a second punch to relieve Murong Dongxue, and this second punch could only protect himself.

Obviously, the other party's purpose is not to kill him, but to drag him down, and the real killing move is Murong Dongxue.

Murong Dongxue had already made a move at the moment when the Sanhe Feather Arrow appeared, and the flying sword under his feet spun and flew towards the Sanhe Feather Arrow that was shooting, and at the same time, he saw several ice walls erected, and the person lacked the flying sword under his feet, and his figure began to fall.

Although his body began to fall, Murong Dongxue's face was still calm, his eyes were staring at those three-feather arrows that were shot, the monk's fist wind roared, and more than ten three-feather arrows were shattered by the fist wind, but the direction of the remaining twenty three-feather arrows was slightly adjusted, and they were still attacking him, and his flying sword slammed into those three-feather arrows, and after a distance of acceleration, the strength and power of those three-feather arrows also increased a lot. Although the flying sword shattered several triple feather arrows, it was also subjected to a strong impact, and when it shattered to the sixth triple feather arrow, Murong Dongxue's flying sword had exhausted its spiritual power, and at the same time, it was damaged and unusable, Murong Dongxue and the flying sword were still connected by blood, and his heart was almost vomiting blood!

'Bang Bang Bang' The sound of breaking one after another sounded again, and the remaining dozen or so Sanhe Feather Arrows shattered the ice wall, Murong Dongxue's heart was sinking, the ice wall had always been the most convenient defense method for Master Shuide, and it was so vulnerable to the attack of the opponent's Sanhe Feather Arrows.

Although the ice wall was vulnerable, after all, it slowed down the attack speed of the Sanhe Feather Arrows, and several Sanhe Feather Arrows were exhausted and shattered, leaving the remaining eight Sanhe Feather Arrows to pass through the layers of obstacles, turn around from above, and shoot at Murong Dongxue, who was falling rapidly.

After the monk smashed the six triple feather arrows that hit him, he saw Murong Dongxue's situation, and he didn't have time to think about the spatial confinement again, in fact, the repeated use had already caused the Yuan Infant Monk's aura and attack rhythm to be confused, and the strength and accuracy of the spatial confinement had decreased, barely imprisoning the five triple feather arrows that were already less than a foot away from Murong Dongxue, but the remaining three triple feather arrows could not do anything!

The speed of the three-fold feather arrow is far faster than the speed of the girl's fall, the distance of a zhang is in front of him in a moment, Murong Dongxue sighed, his eyes are closed, his hands are crossed, and a Xiaoice shield is born from his elbows, this is the last move of Master Shuide to passively resist the attack, 'bang bang' three explosions, the ice shield shattered, the arms were splashed with blood, and there was a crisp sound of bone breaking.

Murong Dongxue's body accelerated and fell under this blow, smashing into the ground by the lake.

A major repair of the Yuan Infant Realm, in the face of the attack of a foundation building monk, was forced to be in a hurry, and he couldn't protect the thoughtfulness of a Jindan Realm monk, which made the monk almost ashamed!

Fortunately, the rope of the bundle of immortals skyrocketed dozens of zhang at this moment, one end wrapped around Murong Dongxue's waist, stopping the downward trend, at this moment it was less than a few zhang from the ground, although the Jindan Realm monk was thrown to the ground not to die, but he was definitely injured!

I have to say that this monk's performance under this battle is remarkable, and this monk is also relieved to see that Murong Dongxue is no longer harmful.

Before this long breath could be finished, the red flying sword just now had broken away from the shackles of the big hand, cutting through the sky, like a meteor shooting at the end of the rope hanging in the immortal bundle, and it was not over, the lake surface was broken, and hundreds of ice arrows were generated from the surface of the lake, like a swarm of bees flying and shooting beyond Murong Dongxue.

This is the rhythm of vowing to forgiveness, this monk of the Yuan Infant Realm is almost crying, it really doesn't take this, there is no end!

Murong Dongxue was even more heartbroken, he was ruthless this time, this is to kill the killer! I thought of Shizun, the eldest brother, the third brother, and Uncle Li.

"Master, apprentice is going with you!" Murong Dongxue was exhausted at this moment, and there were many injuries on his body, although it was not fatal, but his whole body was already covered in blood!