Chapter 1261 It turns out that you are also afraid of being tough
The situation became strange. In the inner circle of Taichu, the avatar was flying in front with a sword, and many figures behind were chasing after him like chasing the stars and the moon. During the pursuit, there were even more threats and threats.
The clone turned a deaf ear.
This made the pursuing monks extremely angry. They had been on guard against such a thing happening, fearing that someone would come out and take advantage. However, despite all their precautions, they still failed to prevent it. Now they don’t know who the guy escaping in front of them is.
Who, if someone had escaped, I wouldn't be able to find him even if I looked for him. Judging from some external features, he was a sword cultivator from a certain clan.
There are also some people with good eyesight who have noticed some incongruities, that is, although the treasure gourds are constantly flying around that person, they seem to have no tendency to be subdued, which makes people feel hopeful.
During the pursuit and escape, time passed, and some people fell behind, but most people were still unable to escape like maggots in the tarsus. Moreover, because nearby monks heard the noise and were attracted, not only were there not many people chasing the clones, but they gradually
Increased.
Several times, people even intercepted me from the front and both sides, forcing the clone to escape in a roundabout way, and the dangers were everywhere.
Time has been dragging on for a long time. A truly successful treasure hunt is to grab it and run away, and then hide its whereabouts. Others don't even know who has got it. From this point of view, the clone's treasure hunt is very slow. If it weren't for speed,
If it was fast enough, it would have already been under siege.
If it continues, the situation will only get worse and worse. The current range of Taichu Realm energy activities is getting smaller and smaller, and the probability of being intercepted by others will be getting bigger and bigger.
The treasure gourd beside Jian Hu and Fei Rao still kept vibrating at that regular pace, showing no signs of stopping, as if brothers who had been separated for a long time were confiding to each other endlessly.
The clone wanted to ask them if they had had enough chatting. But it was a useless question. Although the treasure gourd had some spirituality, it was only a treasure in the end and had not yet reached the level of birth of spiritual intelligence.
I can only do it hard!
I didn't dare to collect it rashly before because I was afraid of surprising the treasure gourd. The clone has a unique advantage and has attracted the treasure gourd to invest. It already has a huge advantage, but looking at the current situation, there are too many variables if it continues to be delayed.
After making up his mind, the clone activated his spiritual power, and the sword gourd shook slightly to activate the sword energy and trigger the sword formation.
If you want to collect it by force, you must ensure that the treasure gourd cannot escape after being disturbed. If the clone is the sword cultivator's way, then you can only activate the sword formation to block all directions.
However, in this case, the speed will inevitably decrease significantly, so the time left for the clone will not be too much, maybe only a few breaths. By then, regardless of whether it succeeds or not, the pursuers will arrive.
However, just when the clone poured his own spiritual power into the sword gourd and before he could take any action, the vibration of the sword gourd suddenly stopped and no longer revolved around him, but was suspended not far from him.
at.
The clone frowned and stared at the treasure gourd, then tentatively raised his hand to grab it.
Without any dodge or resistance, the treasure gourd was caught in his hand!
So you’re also afraid of being hard?
…
Nanxiong was still dancing on the tip of the knife. The unprecedented grievance accumulated in his heart, making him almost want to vomit blood. It is undeniable that this guy wearing armor is incredibly strong. If there were not a group of people helping him,
He himself would have been beheaded long ago.
He probably understood that he was the one who stood out, so he was targeted in this way, but the fact that the other party was so unforgiving really made him angry, and he secretly became cruel. Sooner or later, he would take off his armor.
, see who the guy is inside!
Suddenly, the violent attack subsided, and the tall scarlet figure turned into a streak of light and quickly moved away. Attacks landed on the figure's back, making a roaring sound, but nothing could be done about it.
It wasn't until a moment later that Nanxiong took a deep breath and calmed down, his eyes filled with joy of escaping death.
He didn't know why the other party suddenly left like this, because he felt that he could no longer hold on. As long as the other party's offensive lasted for half a cup of tea, he would most likely be in trouble.
The opponent's offensive was unreasonable, completely ignoring the others and only staring at him to greet him. If he hadn't been strong enough, he wouldn't be able to hold on now.
Maybe the other party has reached his limit?
Wearing that kind of armor must put a huge load on a person in the Divine Sea Realm. Most monks can't hold on for too long, so why would the opponent retreat?
"Brother Nan!" Someone looked at him with a questioning look in his eyes, asking about his next move.
The powerful enemy has retreated. What they should do next is a question. Whether to chase the guy in armor or chase the treasure gourd seems inappropriate.
The confrontation just now made everyone understand the tyranny of the other party, and they have no interest in fighting with Yan Jia again. As for chasing the treasure gourd... It has been so long, who knows whether the treasure gourd has been succeeded by others, but now
I'm afraid it was just a waste of time in the past.
Nanxiong calmed down, straightened his clothes, and said, "I need to recuperate for a few days. You can do whatever you want. I, Nanxiong, have written down the meaning of helping me this time."
Everyone nodded. That was all they wanted. There was no need to say anything else. They dispersed in groups of three or two. However, judging from the choice of most of them, they still followed the direction of the treasure gourd. Obviously they were not too determined to give up.
On the other side, the clones were still escaping. The treasure gourd was taken away. Many people saw it and felt pain in their hearts. Threats and intimidations became more and more disturbing, especially the monks who rushed to the front. All of them screamed
more than.
Someone wants the avatar to obediently hand over the treasure gourd, otherwise he will die without a burial place.
Someone wants to leave his name and have a good chat with him.
Some even use the realm as a threat...
The clone didn't want to cause more trouble, but now that the treasure gourd has been obtained, he only needs to wait for the response from the original deity, and then he can teleport to the original deity at any time. When the time comes, no one is aware of it, and no one can know where the treasure gourd has gone.
But these guys have really loud mouths and they make a lot of noise.
Moreover, Lu Ye felt that it was not very appropriate to teleport away in such a grand manner in front of everyone. It might not expose one of his trump cards. It would be best to have some cover while teleporting.
A thought came to mind and a plan was made.
After a while, the monks chasing at the front were surprised to find that the human sword cultivator who had captured the treasure gourd in front was getting slower and slower.
I couldn't help but be overjoyed, knowing that this must be a sign that my spiritual power was too seriously consumed.
It would be abnormal if this happened to a Fa cultivator, but it would be excusable if it were a sword cultivator. As we all know, sword cultivators are the most powerful in killing, but correspondingly, have the worst endurance, so sword cultivators are different from others.
In the battles between factions, the winner and even life and death are often decided in a short period of time, and fierce battles rarely occur. Once this happens, it means that the sword cultivator has fallen into decline.
This is a situation that every qualified swordsman will avoid.
At present, the speed of sword cultivation is getting slower and slower, which is undoubtedly a bit unsustainable.
This gave the pursuing monks hope, and they all felt as if they had been given a shot of blood, exerting all their strength to pursue.
As time passed, the distance between them became closer and closer, and they gradually came within the attack range. As a result, spells began to attack the sword cultivator.
The sword cultivator's situation seemed to be getting more and more embarrassing. His body was leaning from one side to the other, like a flickering light.
There are three figures in the front row of the pursuers, two of them are human race and one is a wing race. The two human races are able to rush forward because of their exquisite escape skills, while the wing race is due to their own abilities. This guy has a pair of gray eyes.
With wings, he is naturally proficient in flying. In terms of flight speed, he can be ranked among the best among all races in the starry sky.
Seeing that the sword cultivator was swaying but not falling, the Yi tribe gritted their teeth and said: "Two fellow Taoists, this is not the way to go. We need a decisive measure."
Those two human races don't know this truth, but the power of the spells they cast during the pursuit is not that great. Powerful spells need time to build up their momentum. How can they have time to build up their momentum?
"Why does this fellow Taoist from the Wing Clan teach me?" one of the humans asked.
The Wing Clan said: "I have a technique that can determine the sound, and I would like to ask you two to help me." He said this, regardless of whether they agreed or not, and quickly transmitted a few sentences.
Although they are not familiar with each other, there is a prerequisite for cooperation at this time. Once the sword cultivator is solved, it will not be too late to determine the ownership of the treasure gourd!
There is no need to say this clearly, everyone knows it.
The two humans looked at each other and both nodded. After a moment, they each used their magic skills to attack the sword cultivator in front. However, this time they attacked from the left and right, limiting the sword cultivator's space to move.
Almost at the same time they took action, the body of the wing clan shook, and under one wing, a black feather suddenly shot out, breaking through the air instantly.
There was only one black feather that was shot out, but it suddenly split during the flight. In an instant, the sky was covered with traces of black feathers, covering a huge space and directly wrapping the area where the sword cultivator was.
, making it impossible to see.
Each black feather contains great damage. The feedback obtained from the black feathers allows the Wing Clan to accurately judge that the sword cultivator in front has been riddled with holes!
A shrill scream came from it, then stopped abruptly.
He couldn't help laughing: "Thank you both very much!"
As he said this, his whole body turned into a black line, lightning flashed away at an incredible speed, and he directly re-entered the place wrapped in large black feathers.
When the two human tribes saw this, they immediately cursed, knowing that they were being used by others. No one thought that this wing tribe actually had such a hidden skill. With this wonderful skill, he could actually catch up with the sword cultivator a long time ago, but he was not sure.
After taking down the opponent, he has been holding back, looking for opportunities to trick them into helping, and then he can take advantage of the fire.
Nowadays, the sword cultivator is probably in a bad situation. After all, the cry is so miserable and there is no reason for it. The treasure gourd is probably going to be snatched away by the Wing Clan.
How could they endure this? In anger, they took action again and blasted forward.
