Chapter Seventy-Three: Exile
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Lu Sidong couldn't move, from the moment he saw the sword light, even his body didn't seem to belong to him anymore, and his secret method couldn't be used at all, so ...... I could only watch as the sword light attacked.
The pupils widened, and the fear in his heart filled his entire body at this moment.
If there is another choice, Lu Sidong will definitely not have any more nonsense, he will fight to the death as soon as he comes up, and he will not have any arrogance, he just wants to delay until the end, so that he can kill people without effort, so that he can't even use his secret method.
But where will time go back?
When the sword light went from far to near, and Lu Sidong finally lived and died, his potential finally exploded!
To be able to become an inner disciple of the sect, how can his ability be weak?
All the cultivation was running violently, breaking free from the shackles, one after another talismans appeared, and all layers of protection appeared.
Meng Xiaoshan's blow Lu Sidong knew that there was no way to avoid it.
But at this moment, Lu Sidong still has an insistence, that is, Meng Xiaoshan will definitely not be as crazy as he seems, after all, a monk who can cultivate to the foundation building, if he is really a master who wants to die together at every turn, how can he live until now.
Therefore, Lu Sidong guessed that Meng Xiaoshan's sword had the power to build a foundation, but it was not enough to shatter this void, such a guess was confirmed by the fact that Meng Xiaoshan obviously used the power to build a foundation, but the space he was in was not broken.
What's more, this sword has already locked its own breath, so it can only bear it!
Not to burst out with the strongest strength to resist this sword, so as not to let this space bear too much power and really shatter, this is Lu Sidong's idea.
But even if he used all the talismans in an instant, and formed more than a dozen layers of shields on his body, Lu Sidong was still not at ease, but in almost half a breath, what he could do was already the limit.
That's the only way to gamble first!
Merely......
Lu Sidong, who had already made all his preparations, watched the sword light seem to be slow, but it came to him extremely quickly, and he also watched the sword light disappear three feet in front of him.
There was a sudden confusion in his mind, and Lu Sidong was completely confused at this moment.
What about the sword light?
Of course, Lu Sidong's confusion was actually only for a moment, and in the next moment, he reacted that the disappearance of the sword light was either because of exhaustion, or because there was another purpose.
The possibility of the former is of course zero, but what is his purpose in the case of the latter?
Lu Sidong reflexively turned his head and looked at Meng Xiaoshan, but suddenly woke up after seeing that the latter had fled.
But...... It's too late!
Right in front of Lu Sidong, a huge black hole appeared, and then this small piece of space continued to shatter like a shattered mirror.
"No!"
......
Meng Xiaoshan, who had run the magic cloud to the limit, escaped countless times faster than Lu Sidong's secret method, so when Lu Sidong saw the spatial crack in front of him, Meng Xiaoshan had already run out for several miles, but even at such a distance, Meng Xiaoshan could still hear Lu Sidong's mournful roar.
"Silly fork!"
Standing up slightly, he glanced in Lu Sidong's direction, and after clearly seeing that the entire space was swallowed up by darkness, Meng Xiaoshan raised a middle finger, and his face was even more disdainful!
It's up to you to play yin with Uncle Ben?
Meng Xiaoshan used the magic seven-color sword, which looked like it was violent, but to be honest, he didn't use all his strength at all, otherwise, just by virtue of the strength of the eighth layer of qi refining, Meng Xiaoshan's magic seven-color sword could cut off the long river, if it was really used with all its might, it is estimated that this sword had not been used yet, and the place where Meng Xiaoshan himself was located would be shattered.
But then again, Lu Sidong really did everything to the extreme at that moment.
Locked by the seven-colored sword of the spell, the entire space seems to be blocked, then there is really no way to avoid it, all Lu Sidong can do is defense, and if you defend, it is obvious that the talisman is the fastest and the strongest, so Lu Sidong's choice is not wrong at all,
But Lu Sidong miscalculated Meng Xiaoshan's true intentions.
Maybe it was the madness that Meng Xiaoshan showed before that more or less confused Lu Sidong, so even if Lu Sidong thought that Meng Xiaoshan couldn't really be crazy to the point of losing his credit, this sword must have come directly to himself.
So much so that in his subconscious, he ignored the possibility that Meng Xiaoshan might directly cut the space!
And if Lu Sidong could realize this, then he would be able to escape directly in the short time when the sword light disappeared with his secret method.
As long as he is away from a distance of several hundred meters, he will not fall into spatial turbulence.
But...... In fact, this is just nonsense.
Lu Sidong's experience outside the ancient land severely constrained his thinking, so much so that even if he knew that the space of this ancient land was extremely unstable, he tried his best to control his own strength so as not to shatter this space, but he still missed the fact that he could use this weak space.
And Meng Xiaoshan, to be honest, even if it is only a year and a half in Daqingshan, his thinking is still full of jumps, so when he is fighting, it seems crazy, and everything is just confusion.
Besides, it doesn't matter if Lu Sidong is not fooled, anyway, Meng Xiaoshan has nothing to lose.
With a groaning look on his face, Meng Xiaoshan glanced at the space crack that continued to expand, and thought for a while, he really couldn't get Lu Sidong's storage bag back, so he had no choice but to give up.
Shaking his head helplessly, Meng Xiaoshan finally withdrew his gaze, and then turned in a different direction, heading in the direction where Black Tiger and Zhao Mengqi left.
In fact, he didn't go far, and Meng Xiaoshan saw that Zhao Mengqi was standing somewhere at the foot of the mountain with the black tiger, and he really looked at the space black hole that kept appearing halfway up the mountain.
"Little good?"
Seeing Meng Xiaoshan's safe arrival, Zhao Mengqi didn't seem to have much of an accident at all, and even had some strange feelings on her face. looked at Zhao Mengqi, then at himself, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, Meng Xiaoshan looked at Zhao Mengqi with a blank face.
"What about the monk?"
sighed, in fact, after seeing that Meng Xiaoshan was safe and sound, Zhao Mengqi did not have too many surprises, because at the beginning, Zhao Mengqi found that Xiao Jiujiu behind Meng Xiaoshan's seemingly crazy was the same as when he used to settle accounts with him, he put on a desperate posture every time, but he fled far away in a blink of an eye.
This time, Meng Xiaoshan gave Zhao Mengqi the same feeling as the previous scene, but the slight difference was that Meng Xiaoshan had already brought killing intent at that moment.
"Fell in!"
Looking at Zhao Mengqi innocently, Meng Xiaoshan pointed to the big black hole that was expanding halfway up the mountain.
And Zhao Mengqi also looked as expected when she heard this.
There were no more words, Zhao Mengqi kicked and shook his tail at Meng Xiaoshan, but the black tiger who didn't dare to step forward, the latter understood, and Zhao Mengqi and Meng Xiaoshan were on his back, and went in the direction of the east.
"Has Xiaoshan changed?"
One last glance at the black hole behind him, which seemed to be able to swallow even light, Zhao Mengqi asked himself.
And not long after Meng Xiaoshan and Zhao Mengqi left, a fluffy little beast suddenly appeared under the huge black hole and waved its claws, making the constantly shattered space continue to recover.
It wasn't until the entire space was restored to its original state that the little beast let out a long sigh of relief, but it was already sweating profusely.
Glancing deeply at the direction in which Meng Xiaoshan and Zhao Mengqi disappeared, the little beast stomped his foot angrily, and then followed.