After digesting the production process of the fireball talisman, Ni Xiaoyan stood up and stretched his waist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is impossible to easily get the fireball talisman and say that he is not happy, on the one hand, it means that he has taken a step forward in the achievement of the rune, and on the other hand, what he cares about the most is that he will have an extra income in the future.

Even if those tens of thousands of points can't be exchanged for spirit stones, he knows that knowledge creates wealth and is inexhaustible.

Leaving the Rune Pavilion, it was already night outside, and there were more than half fewer pedestrians wandering on the street.

The more you go to the slums, there are hardly any people on the road, just as you walk through the alleys that must be passed.

Suddenly, he felt abnormal, but his footsteps maintained the usual rhythm, pretending to turn back inadvertently, and saw a figure flashing behind the left, Ni Xiaoyan quickly calmed down, released his senses, and was extremely vigilant in his heart.

Who the hell is the robber? Ni Xiaoyan couldn't help but ponder, thinking that he didn't look like a wealthy disciple of a big clan or a young man in a trading house.

Could it be that the enemy is stalking? But he has not offended anyone else in the past few years.

"Hehe, boy, don't think about it, people are coming to you, and they have chased you for several streets. The old demon's words came into Ni Xiaoyan's ears, and his tone was excited, "Isn't it just a few little minions, you can handle it, I won't help you with this favor." ”

"Are you saying that someone has been secretly following me for the past few days?" Ni Xiaoyan noticed the deep meaning of the old demon's words, and couldn't help but be apprehensive, and his steady steps suddenly became chaotic.

"Hmph, with me and the old demon covered, what are you worried about, now there are a few followers outside, I'll hand it over to you, I can't kill them, we won't care if they die, it's a big deal to help you take revenge for eating them." "The old devil has a short temper, and he can't see Ni Xiaoxiang's worried and afraid appearance, and when he encounters a little problem, he will be out of proportion.

However, his words can always bring Ni Xiaoxiang a refreshing and calming effect. Yes, there are these two old perverts, there is no need to worry about the future, and he may have to officially face the first battle in his life, and he began to get excited.

Due to the cultivation of the "Hundred Cultivation Demon Body", the body's reaction was more sensitive and fast than that of ordinary cultivators, and he suddenly hid in the corner of the alley next door, and three stalkers appeared in Ni Xiaoyan's field of vision less than five breaths.

"Damn, why did that kid suddenly disappear. One of the people standing in front said hatefully.

"Head, you said we weren't discovered. The people below didn't dare to release their divine senses and looked around.

"As far as that poor boy can discover, the three levels of qi training are not farts in Lao Tzu's eyes. "The cultivator who spoke earlier had a cold face, and the prey he had finally encountered was lost, and if he didn't get anything tonight, it would be difficult to explain to his superiors.

But no matter what, I don't believe that a cultivator of the third layer of the small Qi cultivation period will find them.

"Look for them separately, if you can't find them, hmph, I can't interject from my lordship. After he finished speaking, the two black-clothed cultivators behind him shuddered, answered the order, and jumped towards different lanes.

Golden opportunity!

Ni Xiaoyan shot out from a hidden place like a night leopard, rushed to the nearby sunspot cultivator, and brutally stretched out his fist and hit the opponent's chest, the attacked sunspot cultivator was caught off guard, and when he endured the pain in his chest and fought back, he found that it was too late!

Ni Xiaoyan didn't give the other party a chance to react, he reached over with one hand and held the other party's neck, the spiritual power in his body worked, and the powerful force quickly twisted the opponent's neck.

"Bang!" the corpse fell like dead wood.

"Shit offal! I'll fuck you. Faced with the sudden situation, the remaining two black-clothed cultivators scolded angrily, their angry green necks bulged, and they sacrificed magic weapons, and a pale red light shot towards Ni Xiaoyan.

Moving slightly to avoid the rays, Ni Xiaoyan relied on the spiritual power perception and swiftness of his body brought by the "Hundred Refining Demon Body", and his body catapulted in front of the other black-clothed cultivator who was closest to him, and his fingers were once again clawed into fists, and his spiritual power surged.

The "poof......" fist slammed into the black-clothed cultivator's face, blood spurted from the corners of his mouth with broken teeth, and a corpse lay on the ground again.

The remaining black-clad nun shuddered as he looked at the corpse whose head had been beaten and deformed.

You must know that the other party is just an ordinary third-level cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and he doesn't look like he is in his eighteen years, but all the people lying on the ground are cultivators in the middle of the Qi cultivation period, and their strength is not the result of being beaten by the other party.

Could it be that he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Thinking about it, the black-clothed cultivator would not fantasize that the other party would leave him alive, flicking his legs to withdraw from the range of the opponent's divine sense, avoiding the opponent's approach again, and quietly releasing a signal for help with his other hand.

Because of the cultivation of the "Hundred Refining Demon Body", Ni Xiaoyan's divine consciousness was several times higher than that of ordinary cultivators, and the other party's every move was carefully watched.

There is no way back, a quick solution!

Ni Xiaoyan moved his footsteps, dodging the straight line light arrows shot by the other party, because he didn't have any fighting auxiliary spirit runes and magic weapons, and in less than ten breaths, the spiritual power cultivation in his body was about to run out.

The cultivation is too weak! The objective limitations are fully exposed.

Moreover, the other party's cultivation is at a high level in the Qi cultivation period, even if he cultivates the "Hundred Refining Demon Body", he can't stand such a consumption of spiritual power, and only when he gets close can he have a chance to win, because he only fights with this fist that has been refined into steel.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The other party grinned and increased the firing speed of the magic weapon, and the straight line light in the sky made Ni Xiaoyan, who was already exhausted of spiritual power, a little tired to parry.

Finally, a ray of light grazed Ni Xiaoyan's left arm, bringing out bright red blood, and the air was suddenly filled with the smell of blood.

Feeling the labor pain coming from his left arm, Ni Xiaoyan's forehead instantly broke out in cold sweat, and fear took over his brain, and in less than three breaths, Ni Xiaoyan's body was left with three or four blood marks. If this continues, even if the spiritual power is abundant, it will not be able to withstand the crisis of dying of blood.

The desire to survive made him forcibly suppress his fear, his deep eyes suddenly became cold, and he used the spiritual power of his whole body to make the last move, like a sleeping leopard waking up and jumping up.

Speed, speed!

He only used the advantage of speed to get close to the opponent, no matter how fast the spiritual power conversion of the magic weapon was, there was a certain interval, even if it was only half a breath, and he used random jumps to disrupt the rhythm of the opponent's attack, the effect of this method was obvious, and the opponent's movements slowed down.

Ni Xiaoyan was caught off guard by a light arrow piercing his abdomen, and the surging blood instantly stained his shirt red.

Seeing the other party's dying struggle, the black-clothed cultivator laughed hideously: "Die, dog mongrel!" The remaining spiritual power in his body roared out, and the magic weapon in his hand shot out with a wide range of light, and dozens of straight lines of light sprayed towards the other party in an instant, completely forgetting that Ni Xiaoyan was already less than ten steps away from him.

Avoiding the fatal attack, Ni Xiaoyan didn't care about how many piercings there were in his abdomen. rushed towards the black-clothed cultivator like a fate, and if he retreated, he really had no chance of winning.

Just five steps away, Ni Xiaoyan roared violently, exerting all the strength of his body, like a sharp arrow, and the fist on his right arm glowed with a bronze halo.

"Bang!"

The black-clothed cultivator's cold and hideous eyes froze instantly, the ribs in his body were broken, the bone spurs ruthlessly barbed his heart, and the violent spiritual power rolled the internal organs into minced flesh along the wound.

The battle is over!

Ni Xiaoyan also knelt on the ground weakly, for the final blow, he had already stubbornly accepted the three light arrows released by the black-clothed cultivator.

Can't stay here any longer!

It didn't take long for Ni Xiaoyan to support his body, temporarily stop the blood flow, and disappear into the vast night.