There were pursuers behind him and flying swords in front of him, but Fang Yuhua had no power to resist now. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, turn his flying sword, and fly towards the north-west direction.
In that direction is Maoshan, Jiangsu. Maoshan is the place where the Maoshan sect was established. The Maoshan sect is a powerful cultivation sect. People who are not very talented will not dare to wield swords and guns in its territory. Moreover, Fang Yuhua and a Maoshan disciple
Some friendship. Now Fang Yuhua has almost no choice. He should flee wherever he can.
When the fat Taoist priest saw Fang Yuhua changing direction, he snorted coldly, moved his seal, pointed his index finger at Fang Yuhua's back, and chased after him with the sword.
Fang Yuhua felt a cold swish on his back, and the chill was overwhelming, but he didn't dare to turn around to resist, so he had to use his true energy and his back.
Phew! The flying sword cut through the protective aura on Fang Yuhua's back, making a sharp friction sound, and then left a sword wound on Fang Yuhua's back. Fortunately, the fat Taoist priest controlled it remotely, and his strength was limited after all. Fang Yuhua was struck by this sword.
, although it was painful, it was only a minor injury. Instead, he used the force to accelerate for a while, and put a little distance away from Zhou Zheng who arrived after him.
After all, the fat Taoist priest's magic power was limited. Seeing that Fang Yuhua was fleeing far away and could no longer control the sword to attack remotely, he got on the flying sword and chased Fang Yuhua with Zhou Zheng.
Li Peicheng and Jin Lin were practicing in the room. Suddenly, they opened their eyes one after another, and light flashed in their eyes. They both felt bursts of mana fluctuations coming from high in the sky in the south.
"Eh!" Li Peicheng was a little surprised. He didn't know why three cultivators came to Hangzhou so late at night.
Li Peicheng put away the jade stone, stood up and left the room, followed closely by Jin Lin.
Li Peicheng looked up at the sky, his expression slightly changed. He saw a familiar person, Zhenren Fang, whom he liked but was a little annoyed by.
Although he was far away, Li Peicheng could still clearly see his pale face and his blood-stained Taoist robe.
Behind Fang Yuhua were two men with fierce looks. They had long lost the elegant demeanor of monks. Their faces showed proud and cruel sneers. It was obvious that they believed that Fang Yuhua could no longer escape their pursuit.
Fang Yuhua could indeed no longer fly. He was attacked several times along the way, and his injuries became more and more serious. Almost every drop of his true energy was left. If it weren't for his strong sense of survival and the support of his extremely strong perseverance, he would have been there long ago.
He threw down the flying sword and fell unconscious.
Li Peicheng thought of Fang Yuhua's concern for the strange old man on the train. He hesitated for a moment, then his face immediately darkened and he said to Jin Lin, "Haosheng, keep an eye on those two people behind. If I attack, block their retreat!"
At this time, Jin Lin changed her usual meek and charming look in front of Li Peicheng. Her pretty and charming face became calm and composed, and her body exuded a faint chill.
Li Peicheng cast an invisibility charm on himself, tried his best to control the leakage of mana, and climbed up into the sky quietly. When Jin Lin saw this, she also cast an invisibility charm on herself, and lurked in the opposite direction of Li Peicheng.
"Haha, Fang Yuhua, just admit defeat!" Zhou Zheng accelerated and finally intercepted Fang Yuhua, forming a double-team situation with the fat Taoist priest.
Seeing that there was finally no way to escape, Fang Yuhua stopped suddenly with no more distracting thoughts in his heart. His expression was calm and indifferent, and his eyes looked straight at Zhou Zheng without fear, standing tall in the wind, and the wind blew his long hair and dyed hair.
The blood-stained Taoist robe looked particularly heroic and desolate.
Li Peicheng, who was lurking in the dark night, was in awe. People in this world who can face life and death like this are definitely heroes worthy of admiration, whether they are enemies or friends.
Zhou Zheng felt particularly annoyed when he saw that Fang Yuhua was still acting majestic when he was about to die, as if he was the one to be slaughtered.
"If you ask me, I will let you go!" Zhou Zheng said sinisterly. He did not believe that a cultivator who had gone through countless hardships to achieve his current abilities could face life with such indifference.
"Huh, son Zhou Zheng, you are so shameless and ridiculous. Do you need me to offer you another golden elixir?" Fang Yuhua said disdainfully.
As soon as Fang Yuhua said these words, the expressions of Zhou Zheng and the fat Taoist suddenly changed, and they glanced around with some guilt. Then they looked at each other, and both saw greed in each other's eyes, but neither of them said this.
Dare to come down.
In the world of cultivation, it is allowed for people of the same sect to fight each other, as long as you have the ability, but if you kill someone to steal the elixir, it is considered a taboo. If word spreads, you will be hunted down by the entire world of cultivation. Of course, humans and monsters have different ways.
Killing monsters and seizing elixirs is not considered a taboo, but there are still some cultivators who oppose such despicable things, but they will not cause public outrage and pursuit.
If you were in Siming Mountain Cave Heaven, I would immediately seize your golden elixir. Zhou Zheng secretly cried out that it was a pity, but he is a shrewd and cautious person. One golden elixir cannot be divided between two people, and now he is exposed to
Under the night sky, who knows if a cultivator will suddenly appear. And beyond is Tianmu Mountain, and there might be someone from the Tianmu Mountain Cave passing by.
The fat Taoist priest obviously also thought about the difficulty and certain possibilities of distribution, and the greed in his eyes quickly disappeared.
"Haha, don't you dare, you are really hypocritical!" Fang Yuhua stood tall and sneered without fear.
"Hmph! Go ahead and be crazy. I insist on you asking for mercy!" Zhou Zheng twisted his face and said ferociously.
"Junior brother Zhou, please do it quickly, lest you have a long night and many dreams!" the fat Taoist priest urged. Now that Fang Yuhua is the fish on the knife board, the murder is naturally left to Zhou Zheng, who has a grudge against him, but the fat Taoist priest also has some concerns in his heart. After all,
Fang Yuhua also has some friends in the world of cultivation. If the news really spreads, although no one may go to Weiyu Mountain for this, it is always better to do less than to do more.
Hearing this, Zhou Zheng smiled and held up his flying sword. The flying sword flashed with cold light and slowly approached Fang Yuhua.
Fang Yuhua was really out of breath at this moment. How could he have been humiliated and teased like this by Zhou Zheng before?
Li Peicheng, who was hiding in the dark, finally decided to help. Although it seemed very risky, he couldn't do it without seeing death, not to mention that Fang Yuhua was a rare hero!
There was a flash of green light, and a small pure green bow appeared in Li Peicheng's hand.
Li Peicheng circulates his true energy, holds the bow with his left hand, inputs the true energy and the bow body, and draws the mysterious energy with his right hand, also inputting the true energy.
The bow was filled with green light, and a radiant arrow suddenly appeared inside the bow.
This was Li Peicheng's first time using the Green Eagle Bow. As soon as the arrow appeared, Li Peicheng felt the real energy in his body rushing out. He felt dizzy and felt extremely horrified. He thought that if he pulled this bow twice, he would probably be able to pull it for real.
Yuan is exhausted.
As soon as the green light appeared, the fat Taoist priest and Zhou Zheng felt powerful mana fluctuations, and their expressions suddenly changed. Zhou Zheng was even more horrified when he was locked by the green eagle bow. They hurriedly recalled the flying sword and prepared to turn around and block.
Unfortunately, it was too late. I only heard the sound of an eagle chirping in the night sky, and a green light flashed across the sky. The tip of the green light was like an eagle's beak, fierce and sharp.
The speed of the green light was extremely fast. Before Zhou Zheng's flying sword returned, the green light had already penetrated into Zhou Zheng's chest.
With a bang, Zhou Zheng almost didn't even have time to scream, before it turned into flesh and blood and filled the night sky.
The flying sword and the four flaming flags on his body began to fall down.
Although Li Peicheng knew that the green bow was powerful, he did not expect it to be so powerful. He was stunned for a moment, neither chasing the fat Taoist priest immediately nor picking up the magic weapon.
Fang Yuhua, the fat Taoist priest and Jin Lin who was hiding in the dark were also stunned.
"Spiritual weapon!" Fang Yuhua and the fat Taoist priest had some insights, and two words flashed in their minds.
Although the fat Taoist priest was fat, his reaction was not slow. Especially when his life was in danger, his reaction was even more sensitive. After the shock, he immediately turned his flying sword and prepared to escape to Weiyu Mountain.
Killed with one blow! The fat man didn't even have the courage to look at the person who made the move. The fat man still wanted to live for a few more years.
When Li Peicheng saw the fat Taoist priest turning around and running away, he immediately woke up.
Li Peicheng never shows mercy when he needs to be ruthless. This can be seen from the fact that he forced Liu Yunwei and his son to commit suicide and killed Jiang Zihua. Since this fat man is with Zhou Zheng, Li Peicheng must not let him escape and leave trouble in the future. But at this time, he can use
It was too late for the green eagle bow, and if he pulled it again, if he missed, Li Peicheng would not even have the strength to catch up.
Li Peicheng wisely summoned the Silver Lin Gun. As soon as the Silver Lin Gun came out, there was a cold atmosphere around it. Fang Yuhua, who had been so calm and heroic just now, couldn't help but shudder.
When Fang Yuhua saw clearly the man holding the gun, his savior, his mind suddenly went blank. Wasn't that the young man he had painstakingly wanted to take on as his disciple?
Fang Yuhua stood on the flying sword stupidly, as if he had been cast a restraining spell, and almost plunged into it.
Li Peicheng held the silver lin gun in his hand and flew past Fang Yuhua's eyes like the wind, chasing the fat Taoist priest. However, one was a flying sword and the other was a Qi control. Although Li Peicheng's skill was slightly better, there was still a slight difference in speed.
Fang Yuhua secretly thought it was a pity, thinking that with Li Peicheng's skills and such a powerful magic weapon, how could the fat Taoist priest escape? It's a pity that Li Peicheng only had the magic weapon but didn't know how to use it, so he missed the opportunity.