Chapter 257: First Strike is Stronger

Thinking of this, Chun Wen said solemnly: "Xiao Nan, this matter is not trivial, compared to it, the matter of Shu Yuyang and Fang Rong is not important at all, I have to go to the Northland Grassland in person, you can go with me." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

He, he's going to let me go with him............ Hiding her expression of joy and excitement deeply, Ling Xiaonan retreated, but before she could go far, Chunwen suddenly called her again.

Ling Xiaonan's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and when he came closer, he heard Chun Wen say: "Suddenly remembered that something is also very important, you still can't go with me, Xiao Nan, you immediately set off to the south, to check the recent movements of Kunwu, Luoxia, Cangming and other sects, as well as the whereabouts of Fang Rong and Shu Yuyang, don't relax, leave this matter to others to do, I really don't feel at ease." ”

After a pause for a moment, as if hesitating about something, Chun Wen then said in an extremely complicated tone: "Finally, there is one more thing, to check the roots of Shu Yuyang's disciple Ishikawa, this matter also needs to be done by you personally." ”

"If you find Ishikawa, you must not go up and fight him directly, although this person does not know what his current cultivation realm is, you must remember that he must be very dangerous. ”

A little disappointed in response, Ling Xiaonan took a sneak look at Senior Brother Chunwen, who looked very different tonight in her eyes, before leaving, she came back to her senses, tonight, Chunwen gave him a different feeling of dead silence, different from the usual introverted and deep in the past, Chunwen in the night was like a zombie that had been sealed in the dust for thousands of years, and every move carried a strong smell of dead silence.

With a sigh, Ling Xiaonan quickened his pace.

On the beach, Chunwen squinted at a round of red sun jumping out of the horizon, a little scarlet in his eyes and the rising sun.

Dozens of days have passed, and Ishikawa still doesn't have any clues about Shu Yuyang, and he hasn't even found any clues.

However, he was not in a hurry, and he was still unhurried while concealing his figure and hurrying away, while secretly investigating, if a monk deliberately hid and hid somewhere without contact with the outside world at all, trying to find someone was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and in addition to consuming time, it would take great luck.

On this day, Ishikawa was walking and thinking about his own cultivation, when suddenly several people flew from the northwest direction, as if someone was chasing behind him, and several people kept urging the magic weapons under their feet, and the speed of skimming was extremely fast, and after a while, they had already approached a place that was only a thousand feet away from him.

The place was open and uncovered, and Ishikawa wanted to avoid trouble but had nowhere to hide, so he could only restrain his own breath, shrunk the storage bag and other magic weapons into his sleeves and hid them, pretending to be a down-and-out herb picker and walking slowly.

After those people approached, Ishikawa pretended to look up inadvertently, and found that several more people appeared behind the first few people, and they were in hot pursuit, and they also shot in his direction.

Ishikawa immediately lowered his head, and said with a slightly wry smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's really a damn back, the world is so big and wide, why is it coming towards me?"

The exercises of the several people who fled in front were different, and they didn't look like disciples of a certain sect, but rather like scattered cultivators in a group.

A few loose cultivators had escaped only two or three miles above Ishikawa's head, and the pursuing monks had already caught up with them, forming a loose encirclement and enveloping them inside.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, he turned around and fought to the death, but the result was a one-sided situation without any suspense, and six or seven scattered cultivators didn't even have time to support tea, so they fell to the ground and died.

Ishikawa found that among the pursuing monks, a woman in a dark blue robe was the most conspicuous, and her cultivation was also the highest in the group, and the action of the others saluting respectfully towards the blue-robed nun also deepened Ishikawa's judgment.

"That cold woman in the dark blue robe is at least the cultivation of the second turn of Ning Dan, but it is not clear whether it has reached the third turn of Ning Dan, and the other three guys don't have to care too much, just a few foundation building monks who have not yet turned Ning Dan. ”

"It's best if you can be safe, but according to the ruthlessness of those monks just now, it is unlikely that they will let me go and ignore it at all, if it is against me for a while, it can only be a reckless outburst of waves, otherwise I will wait until my own killing intent boils, according to my current physical condition, I will be finished without their action." ”

Ishikawa licked his lips, his mind clear, and he threw aside all distracting thoughts.

After the blue-robed female cultivator commanded her subordinates to search for something from the dead Sanxiu's body, she waved her hand and spilled a black mist, and the body of the Sanxiu slowly dissolved, and finally turned into a puddle of water stains and disappeared.

Ishikawa took a deep breath, and sure enough, after they finished cleaning up the body, he quickly rushed towards him.

The distance of two or three miles was in an instant, and several people came to Ishikawa and divided into two roads, the woman in blue faced Ishikawa alone, and the other two men and one woman faintly blocked Ishikawa's retreat behind the detour.

It's time to test your acting skills again, thanks to the hidden qi method given by Baiquhe Lao Dao, otherwise it would be difficult to avoid the other party's spiritual sense detection............

Ishikawa's complexion changed, and he immediately clasped his hands into fists, bent down deeply, with a frightened and frightened look on his face, and said sadly: "A few immortals spare their lives, the villain just happened to pass by here, and offended all the immortals, it is really an unintentional mistake! The villain didn't see anything, just asked a few immortals to spare a small life." ”

The woman in blue looks very good, but she has a cold face and no expression on her face. The woman in green clothes in the back shouted flatteringly, "Elder Ling, you can just rest for a while, there is no need to dirty your hands to kill this ant." ”

Ishikawa's panic was even stronger, as if he was too frightened to speak, but he just bent over blindly, and kept sifting with his hands in his sleeves.

The woman in blue looked at Ishikawa coldly and didn't speak, and the woman in green shirt behind saw that she didn't react, so she stopped talking and didn't dare to say anything more.

She glanced up and down at Ishikawa a few times, her brows furrowed slightly, there seemed to be something wrong with the person in front of her, but after her spiritual sense observation, she still thought that Ishikawa was just an ordinary herb picker, at most he was accompanied by some martial arts.

After a while, the woman in blue regained her expressionless state again, and thought that it would be better to hurry up and solve the problem and then carry out the assigned task, so she said coldly: "Your life shouldn't be like this, but there is no way, who let you see something that you shouldn't see, so I have to wronged you to hand over your life to me, do it!"

Before the woman in blue could say the words, the situation in the field suddenly changed!

Ishikawa took the lead, and with a shake of his trembling hand shrunk in his sleeve, more than a dozen talismans popped out of the cuffs, and the woman in blue was surrounded in it at the first time.

After popping out the talisman, Ishikawa didn't have time to get up at all, and still maintained the movement of bending over, but his fingers kept dancing like butterflies, and the magic seal was almost finished in an instant. (To be continued.) )