At Yuan Fei's strong request, Tian Xingjian had no choice but to exit the cave with him. As a result, after walking for a long time, the two of them not only failed to find the way in, but also came to an unfamiliar and empty underground space.
What's even more unfortunate is that there are two evil cultivators here, closing their eyes to heal their injuries.
How did Tian Xingjian know that it was precisely because the two evil cultivators did not open their eyes that they were not affected by the restriction and the two sides encountered each other.
"Damn it, as soon as Xiao Chen leaves, let the fat man meet these two guys!"
Tian Xingjian kept dodging back and forth while swearing.
Both evil cultivators have the inner realm. If they were not injured, they could kill Tian Xingjian and Yuan Fei on the spot when they met.
Around him, red lights kept flashing, causing the gravel in the cave to fly everywhere.
Yuan Fei's situation is not much better.
The opponent was an injured evil cultivator who had just entered the inner scene. This person was holding two whips and was chasing Yuan Fei all the way.
Yuan Fei had no choice but to bury his head and rush into a fork. Xie Xiu followed him and chased him in.
Tian Xingjian's strength had not yet been restored, so he held on for a while, then climbed into a fork and ran away, holding his head.
"Damn, this fight was so frustrating! If it had been a month ago, the fat man would have beat the shit out of you!"
Tian Xingjian cursed and ran away, taking out talismans and throwing them behind him from time to time to slow down the evil cultivators behind him.
Yuan Fei was even more unlucky. He ran for a long time, but not only could he not get rid of the evil cultivator behind him, but he also heard a "hissing" sound coming from the front, like a snake spitting out a message.
He couldn't help but change his face. There was a mutated basilisk in front of him, and evil cultivators were chasing him from behind. For a moment, he didn't know which enemy he should choose to face.
"Boy, look where you're going!"
An evil cultivator with a thin face chased after him and said with a sinister smile.
When Yuan Fei saw the person coming, his face turned pale.
He said in a trembling voice: "Senior, please, please let me go, and I will give you all the treasures I have!"
While Yuan Fei was talking, he hurriedly took out seven or eight wooden boxes and placed them on the ground.
"Everything I have on me is here. Please have a lot of it, sir, and let me go."
Yuan Fei knelt directly on the ground, begging for help.
"Haha, the little guy is quite sensible. It's a pity that I was injured and I need human blood to restore my cultivation. Otherwise, I really want to let you go."
The skinny evil cultivator laughed ferociously and walked towards Yuan Fei step by step.
Yuan Fei was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and backed away repeatedly.
"Boy, I can give you a happy death, just die!"
The evil cultivator suddenly rose up, holding a short fork, and stabbed Yuan Fei.
Just as he crossed the wooden box on the ground, Yuan Fei raised the corner of his mouth.
"This is the time I've been waiting for."
He slapped his hands on the ground, and the seven or eight Thousand Machine Sword Boxes under Xie Xiu opened at the same time, and dozens of white sword energy suddenly shot out from the boxes!
The sword box was less than ten feet away from the evil cultivator, and he had no time to dodge. Dozens of bloody holes were immediately punched out by the white sword energy, and he fell to the ground motionless.
Yuan Fei narrowed his eyes, walked a few steps forward, and came to a few feet away from the corpse of the evil cultivator. He suddenly stopped, took out several flying knives from his storage bag, and threw them at the corpse of the evil cultivator.
go.
The evil cultivator never expected that even if he was seriously injured and pretended to be dead, the other party would still be so cautious.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the evil cultivator's voice was blown into several pieces by the sword energy of the flying knife.
Yuan Fei then slowly walked over, picked up the Thousand Machine Sword Box on the ground, and put it into his storage bag.
Before Yuan Fei could be happy for too long, the sound of the basilisk spitting messages came closer and closer.
Yuan Fei's expression changed and he muttered: "No, the smell of blood attracts the basilisk, so I have to run away quickly!"