Chapter 41: A Sword Kills the Quartet
Fang Yun had been practicing diligently in the past year, and the internal qi in the dantian had become extremely thick, and the mountain roads could not be difficult for him at all, and he ran as if he was not on the ground, and his breath was extremely stable and long. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
But what made him depressed was that although he ran fast, he couldn't fly after all, and there would still be footprints in the snow.
Whenever he paused for a moment and listened intently to the movements of the pursuing enemy behind him, he could always faintly hear the noise of a large number of people, and he kept chasing after him.
He frowned, simply stopped caring about the chasing enemy behind him, took a breath, and ran his internal qi to ten, rushing forward like a lightning speed.
At this moment, he was firing at all speeds, and the noise behind him gradually became inaudible.
After running for tea, he saw that he could reach the Demon Temple Valley after turning over the last mountain in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down, planning to see the situation in front of him clearly before considering whether to go in.
"Hahaha!"
Suddenly, with a smug laugh, a group of about fifteen or sixteen people rushed out of front of the mountain with a quick pace.
The person at the head was an old man, with a snarky look of pride on his face, it was Li Yu who was embarrassed by Fang Yun in Fang City, only to see him laugh and said: "Fang Yun, Fang Yun, do you think you can run away? You are a mere second-class miscellaneous servant, you dare not take us outer disciples in your eyes, and hug the thighs of the inner female disciples." You don't pee and take pictures, people can take a fancy to you?"
Fang Yun's face sank, thinking to himself, how could these people run in front of him? His speed was already fast enough, could it be that these people flew here?
looked at the other party with cold eyes, and saw that these fifteen or sixteen people were all shining on their legs, as if they were using some immortal spells.
Li Yu saw Fang Yun's confusion, and laughed proudly: "Stinky boy, haven't you seen it, have you? In order to catch you, we deliberately used the 'Swift Movement Talisman', as long as it is attached to your legs, you can run as fast as the wind, this is something that can only be obtained by outer disciples, and you don't know." ”
He took off a pale yellow rune paper from his lap and shook it at Fang Yun, and as the rune paper was removed, the aura on his leg also disappeared with a pop.
Fang Yun's face was even more ugly, he really didn't know that there was such a thing as a "swift marching order", he couldn't run away now, he was blocked by these fifteen or sixteen people, and there were still a large number of chasing soldiers behind him, if it dragged on for a long time, the situation would be even more unfavorable to him.
"Hey, stinky boy, don't rub around there, hurry up and take out the spirit stone and Xiao Pei Yuan Dan, if the uncle is in a good mood, he can spare your life!" Li Yu took out a spirit sword, pointed at Fang Yun from a distance, and his subordinates also took out the spirit sword, and slowly outflanked it in a fan.
Fang Yun's eyes lit up, and he secretly put on guard, his mind turned sharply, and he could already see the situation in front of him clearly and clearly.
The other party intends to seize the treasure, this treasure was given to him by two inner disciples, and the girl in white left her words before, whoever dares to move herself should be careful of her head!
In such a situation, after the other party takes something, he will definitely kill himself and kill his mouth, and he can't run away now, only fight!
He quietly lifted a breath of internal qi and wrapped the cold blue needles in the dantian, and suddenly the cold blue needles buzzed and trembled, and they would shoot out at any time, his gaze slowly swept over these people, and finally locked on the person in the front.
Li Yu saw that Fang Yun not only did not surrender, but instead put on a defensive posture, but what made him a little confused was that Fang Yun was empty-handed, and did not take out the spirit sword and other things, could it be that this kid could defeat his fifteen people with his bare hands?
looked at his side, there were a total of five outer disciples, and there were ten of the remaining first-class and second-class miscellaneous servants, no matter how you look at it, you won't lose, and suddenly a thought flashed: "I understand, this kid is afraid that we will kill people, he is bluffing, dragging a large group of people to arrive, and offering the treasure, then no one will dare to kill him." ”
With a fierce look in his eyes, he hurriedly raised his hand and shouted: "The big guy goes up side by side, kills him, and divides the treasure equally!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of this group of people flashed with greed, and they suddenly shouted in unison, and from all sides the bees poured up, and fifteen spirit swords flashed with cold light under the snowy winter sun, like a sword net towards Fang Yun.
Fang Yun had already prepared, the soles of his feet were straining, and his body retreated sharply, and at the same time, the cold blue needle turned into a blue line and shot out.
Hundreds of thousands of exercises over the past year have worked, and the blue line is incredibly fast, piercing the left eye of the leader and sending a blood line flying out of the back of the head.
Then the aftermath lingered, slightly deflected, and flew in through the left eye of the person behind him, and then flew out from the back of his head.
In the end, he circled, flew in from the third person's left ear, pierced out of his right ear, and flew back into Fang Yun's hands.
"Wow!"
"Ahh
"Kill!"
Because the speed of the flying needle was too fast, all three of them shouted, but still rushed forward two steps, and then fell to the ground as if someone had pulled their backs out of their heads.
The others were startled, and their bodies froze slightly, trying to figure out what was going on.
Fang Yun's eyes were cold, he raised his hand, and the cold blue needle flew out again, this time the blue line came and went, and three more lives were harvested and flew back.
"Wow, hex, it's hex!" someone shouted.
The rest of the people were so frightened that their eyes straightened, and they didn't know if they would be killed in the next moment, but it was just a flash of blue light, and they didn't see anything clearly, and someone died inexplicably, isn't this witchcraft?
"There are nine of us left, and he only has one person, the big guy is side by side, and he is desperate to kill him, oops~~~"
Although Li Yu was also taken aback, he was cunning and cunning, shrinking behind everyone and giving orders, Fang Yun was annoyed that he was bewitched, and quietly flew away with a blue line, after all, this person was an old disciple of the outer sect, and his cultivation was already a martial disciple level four, his eyes caught a glimpse of the blue light, and he quickly shook his figure, and as a result, the cold blue needle only shot through his left thigh.
"It's a hidden weapon! It's a hidden weapon! Just shot through my thigh! Fucking fast, don't let him shoot again!" Li Yu shouted desperately.
When the remaining eight people heard this, they were all afraid that the blue light would fly towards them in the next moment, so they hesitated slightly, and suddenly screamed and pounced on Fang Yun in unison.
Whew......
The eight spirit swords flew out together, glowing with cold light in the winter sun, and stabbed towards Fang Yun.
Li Yu's eyes were cloudy, and the spirit sword in his hand was driven, and suddenly he shot three fist-sized fireballs in a row, heading straight for Fang Yun, and he himself took out the swift order and pasted it on his leg, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, turned around and ran.
Fang Yun's eyes were cold, these people had to be killed here, otherwise it would be a great disaster to let one go!
So with all his strength to drive away the cold blue needle, I don't know how many times the hard practice of crushing the iron pea played a role, and I saw a blue net interwoven in mid-air.
Bang bang bang......
With a series of explosions, the eight spirit swords were like clay sculptures, instantly bursting into debris and slowly falling from mid-air like dust.
"Whew-"
Everyone was stunned, Li Yu looked back as he ran, and he was also startled: "What? I'm not mistaken, right? All eight spirit swords were blown up by him? What kind of secret weapon is that, so powerful?"
Fang Yun spat out a breath of turbid qi, this spirit sword was not an iron pea after all, every time he smashed it, his internal qi was consumed somewhat, at this time, his internal qi was consumed by thirty percent, and his chest was slightly suffocated.
But at this time, he couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, the three fireballs released by Li Yu had already flown in front of him, and the raging flames reflected his face, and his hair and beard were steamed by the heat, and they all floated away.
Li Yu was cunning and cunning, and when he saw the three fireball finished glyphs flying to Fang Yun's chest, and he didn't have time to resist at all, he snorted proudly in his heart: "Stinky boy, even if you are a little evil, see how you can resist this fireball technique?"
He seemed to see three fireballs hit Fang Yun's body in the next moment, blowing out three large holes in his chest, turning into a raging fire and burning, while Fang Yun rolled on the ground and screamed, burned to ashes......