"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Everyone, quickly take off and join the fight!"
The entire Baiji Mountain was in chaos, and the changes in the sky were sudden and fatal, completely the magic sect's methods.
The flying swords of one color fell down overwhelmingly, killing the monks who had hurriedly launched into the air until they howled like ghosts. This shows the benefits of the consistency of Taoism in group fights. There are quite a few monks on Baijun Mountain, a total of sixty Come on, there are 50% more swordsmen than the sword cultivators, but when they are hit suddenly, they can't form a combined force.
Without scheduling, organization, and enthusiasm, you can only sweep away the troubles in front of each other, and you will suffer a big loss as soon as you come into contact.
The four people in the Liangting were the ones who reacted the fastest. They shouted loudly for their companions to take off to fight, but they would never take the lead in taking off. The situation was obvious, whoever went up first would fall into the thorns of countless flying swords. Even though they are very conceited, they are not proud enough to throw themselves out as targets.
Some monks who didn't quite understand the situation foolishly took to the air to fight and became the first group of people to die. However, their deaths were not meaningless. At least they bought time for those who came after them.
In the chaos, Li Shipeng and two colleagues from the Captain's Mansion focused on these four people. He didn't know these people, but he knew Li Laiheng!
There is some luck in it. In Li Shipeng's opinion, three swordsmen cultivators can definitely defeat four Taoist monks. In the early chaos, the Taoist monks were hit and fell to the ground one after another. Those who didn't know, Captain Hou, The sword cultivator brothers he had found from nowhere were extremely fierce, and he did not want to be compared with these peers.
The most important thing is that he knows the meaning of staying in Leilaheng.
The next moment, a hand stretched out from the side and grasped the neck of the paper crane. The sword energy exploded and the white crane turned into little pieces of light.
Li Shipeng couldn't help but said angrily: "The Chinese Army has a good fortune, but if we fight like this, our net worth will shrink by several percent in a fight, which is not a good thing."
At the last moment, he was still conscious and did not target these three powerful Taoists. Instead, he continued to target Li Laiheng.
The soul guides the machine, the last skill of Yanmen Quanzhen.
Li Shipeng said he was relaxed, but in his heart he was secretly anxious. When a sword cultivator encounters this precious and countless merchant cultivator's fighting style, he will either have to attack with unparalleled sharpness and break his defense with one sword, or he will have no choice but to fight him to the death.
There is a price to pay for despising these people, and he is now in this dilemma.
Seeing the flying sword strike, Li Laiheng didn't panic. He threw the talismans in his hand one after another, turning them into flying knives, small shields, spitting out wind and fire, or spreading sand and mist. He used the talismans to create a defensive barrier. .
Feijian killed Li Laiheng with the intention of dying, because all his mana and mind were focused on Fei Jian, and his body lost the ability to protect itself. When Li Laiheng concentrated all his energy on dealing with Fei Jian, the other three Taoists saw Chance.
He was secretly shocked, knowing that he could not show off his strength and needed to find help, but the other party would not give him such a chance to escape calmly.
Use secret techniques to lock the soul of the opponent, and even if the body is destroyed, the soul can continue to pursue the enemy for a period of time.
You can't blame him for being incompetent. Judging from their respective strength and status in the sect, these three Taoists are the best in their respective sects and are second only to the true disciples. However, he, Li Shipeng, is just an unappreciated person from a remote state. He is just a pawn. Although he has some unrecognized talents, he is limited after all.
"Captain Hou misses the Chinese army very much and would like to invite the Chinese army back to his residence to discuss important matters in Pingliang."
"We meet again. Li Xingji seems to be a little impatient for me?" Li Laiheng was very tactful. While teasing, he released the magic weapon in his hand, wearing a mysterious crown on his head and holding a lot of talismans.
He couldn't wait any longer. If he dragged it on any longer, he wouldn't even have a chance to fight. Although Li Shipeng had more thoughts, he still had the determination of a swordsman. If he felt something was wrong, he would immediately die!
Taoist Wu Sect knocked his hand, and the magic Gu in his hand shattered. As fast as lightning, a white paper crane flew to Li Shipeng's head, stretched out his beak and pecked...
Li Shipeng couldn't believe what he was doing, he was not soft-spoken, and the flying sword in his hand flew straight out, leaving a series of mysterious sword marks.
In this short period of a hundred breaths, he has tried many kinds of swordsmanship. The fact is that watching those unfamiliar swordsmanship kill happily, but when it is his turn, it is completely different.
Countless fire dragons, golden arrows, and earth thorns appeared around him frequently, and the attacks came in an endless stream, making it impossible for his flying sword to effectively defend. He could only move around in a state of embarrassment, but even so, the range of movement was constantly shrinking.
, when it reaches a certain limit, it will be the moment when his body dies and his soul disappears.
He found Li Laiheng and asked his two companions to entangle the three Taoists. This was the best choice under the current circumstances. The next step was to see whether he could win the Taoist agent in Pingliang Prefecture.
people.
Li Laiheng had a lot of free time, "It doesn't matter, it won't cost you more than a hundred dollars. If you lose it, you can make more money. As long as you have the ability to punish you, I don't care."
Because the battlefield was too chaotic and Li Laiheng was very difficult to deal with, he had no time to care about him during this period. That is to say, after just a few dozen breaths, he felt that he could not take down Li Laiheng for a while, so he planned to make other plans with his two companions.
Only then did he suddenly realize that his two companions had been poisoned one after another.
The flying sword of the sword cultivator cannot attack the enemy and can only save itself. This is the beginning of the defeat.
One of them was entangled in a fire tornado and forged to death, and the other died on a very strange treasure, a weird-shaped puppet-back coffin.
The friends of Lieutenant Hou gave him an unreal impression, as if these Baijunshan Taoists were all vulnerable rabble. Maybe those merchants and casual cultivators were like that, but the strength of these authentic disciples of Xuanmen should not be underestimated.
Maybe he has chosen a tougher opponent? Li Laiheng has been able to run the business alone in Zhongqing City for hundreds of years, and his own level of cultivation is not bad.
Li Shipeng's flying swords were very sharp, but Li Laiheng's talismans were endless, as if they were endless. After several exchanges, no one could do anything about him.
His flying sword has produced a sword spirit, which is a definite minority among the Yanmen sword cultivator group, which means that the flying sword can be controlled more accurately, like an arm and a finger.
I can only calm down and see if I can find the loopholes in this old product?
However, his plan went bankrupt in an instant. It was not him who had the problem, but his two companions from the Captain's Mansion.
Hou Zi said softly: "Come back to your senses!"
Li Shipeng said bitterly, "Captain, let me give my last effort. When I regain my consciousness, the flying sword will be gone!"
Hou Zi was still cold and hard, "Come back to your senses!"
Under his prestige, Li Shipeng did not dare to resist and withdrew the consciousness on the flying sword; this was also the characteristic of soul-based guidance. Since both jade and stone were destined to die together, of course he would not consider the following, but only wanted to kill the enemy as much as possible and forcefully
The negative consequence of collecting the spirit is that the sword spirit of Feijian will be lost, which is unacceptable in the eyes of sword cultivators.
With the flying sword gone, does sword cultivation still have any meaning?
