A black four-cornered dart was seen piercing Liu Jin's chest. His chest immediately turned purple and black blood oozed out. Han Xiao looked around again, and six Liu family cultivators had appeared around them. These monks and cultivators
Because he was only in the second level of the Destiny Realm and could not control flying swords, he took the darts and threw them at Han Xiao and others.
Han Xiao moved his left hand and the long sword was already in his hand. He quickly stood in front of everyone, moving left and right to block three darts. Liu Si behind him had an ax in his hand. He had been going up the mountain to chop firewood all year round. This time
Although the short-handled heavy ax weighed more than forty kilograms, he had already made it easy to carry the heavy axe.
Last year, Han Xiao witnessed him making a bet with someone in a tavern. He swung his ax hard and passed under the man's nose, immediately cutting off the man's nose hair without killing any of it.
I saw him blocking up and down with his big ax, making two clanging sounds, and deflected two more darts.
After the six cultivators of the Liu family completed the first round of attacks, Han Xiao immediately launched a counterattack, raised his long sword in his hand, and tried to stab the cultivator of the Liu family who was at the front. The sword flew
Very quickly, the cultivator of the Liu family was about to reach out and take out the dart from his arms. Suddenly he saw a flash of white light. He wanted to take out the dart from his arms, but found that his hand had been penetrated by Han Xiao's long sword and nailed to it.
There was bright red blood oozing out from his lower abdomen, hands and stomach.
After Han Xiao used his magical power to retract the flying sword, the Liu family cultivator immediately fell to the ground with blood gushing out like a fountain.
These six monks were all disciples of the First Heaven, and their cultivation level was not high. After seeing one person fall, they immediately accelerated the action of throwing darts. However, just as they were about to take action, they suddenly heard a low roar, followed by a heavy kick.
There was a muffled sound of stepping on the ground. I felt the ground move, as if the earth was shaking. The feet of the remaining five monks swayed, and the darts they threw immediately lost their accuracy.
Han Xiao was also shocked. Although he felt the surroundings shaking, their feet were very steady and they were not affected in any way.
Then Han Ling'er also quickly drew out his sword. The long sword was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and it pierced a stunned cultivator of the Liu family with lightning speed.
One of the Liu family cultivators exclaimed: "This is the Buddhist Earthquake Technique." Before he could finish speaking, a flat belt was heard whistling in the wind, and it swept towards the Liu family cultivator with the force of sweeping thousands of troops.
's temple.
With a muffled sound of "Bang!", the Liu family's cultivator's brain exploded, and red and white colors appeared simultaneously.
It turned out to be Liu Jin. He took off the poison label immediately after being injured, and then picked up his working tool, the shoulder pole. Although he was still young, he was already helping his father to work. He used this shoulder pole every day to work with his father.
I go up the mountain to cut firewood. I have to carry two hundred kilograms of firewood every day and shuttle back and forth on this mountain road.
He first witnessed the tragic death of the villagers, and then was injured in an attack. He struck out in anger. The pole had an impact force of at least 800 kilograms when swung. How could the Liu Jiachu Chongtian monk withstand this stick?
The body tilted and fell into the corpse pit, which was regarded as being buried with the villagers.
The remaining three cultivators of the Liu family had already figured out that the person who used the Buddhist seismic technique to destroy their attack was none other than Liu Si dressed as a woodcutter. At this moment, they felt regretful. This man had just stamped his feet.
After using the spell, the aura on his body rose straight up. The remaining four people stood still for a moment and released their spiritual consciousness. They were immediately shocked. Such a woodcutter was at least above the life spring realm.
The three of them knew they were no match, so they turned around and ran away.
Liu Si jumped up with both feet and flew in front of the three of them. With a big ax, he slashed left and right, no more, no less, exactly three times. The scene was like a flock of tigers like a flock of sheep. After three axes, he was surrounded by
No one is perfect, there are only three bodies on the ground, chopped into half.
Look at Liu Si's big ax again. Half of the black blade on the ax is shining with white light, and the head of the ax is covered with blood, which keeps dripping.
Han Xiao and Liu Si have known each other for a long time, and they never expected that Liu Si, who looked like an ordinary woodcutter on weekdays, was so skilled and was proficient in Buddhist magic.
Only then did he remember that the pole Liu Jin had just wielded was quite similar to the Buddhist magic stick technique.
Liu Si wiped the blood from the ax on the half body, and then said: "I don't kill, but you are acting like a demon."
Liu Jin took a step forward and said, "I, as a Buddhist, also pay attention to punishing evil and promoting good."
The conversation between father and son made Han Xiao feel a little strange. If two Buddhist masters and disciples said this, it would be normal. However, it was a father and son who were speaking, so it seemed a bit abrupt.
Liu Si asked: "Xiao Jin, how is your injury?"
Liu Jin looked at the purple wound. Although the wound was still very painful, he still said in order not to worry anyone: "It's okay, let's go!"
At this time, Liu Ruier took a step forward, walked in front of Liu Jin and said softly: "Brother, don't move, I will help you heal your injuries." I saw a white Hao light emitting from the little girl's finger, and the faint brilliance formed a ball of light like a firefly.
, this ball of light cast little rays of light and landed on Liu Jin's wound. Suddenly, the bruise on the injured area disappeared. The red muscles on the wound grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the disconnected muscle fibers once again grew.
After being combined together, the skin quickly grows and heals together, as if it had not been injured.
Han Xiao had never seen such a recovery spell before, and his eyes widened.
Han Ling'er praised: "What a miraculous healing technique. It's just that this spell seems to be a spell only possessed by the witch clan."
Liu Ruier lowered her head and said nothing.
At this moment, they could only hear the sound of horse hoofs in the distance. Everyone looked up and saw a pair of cultivators from the Liu family coming on horseback. It was Liu Dang, Huang Yin and others.
Han Xiao saw that they were coming with bad intentions and said, "Hurry up the mountain."
On Zicang Mountain, the slopes are steep, with rugged rocks, and there are many pines and cypresses, kudzu vines and green vines. As long as they go up this mountain, the fast horses of the Liu family cultivators will be useless.
At this moment, everyone was still one mile away from Zicang Mountain. The five of them were galloping all the way, their shoes thumping on the ground, and their feet kept crossing each other. Liu Dang's fast horse was galloping on all fours, wherever they passed.
, the leaves were swayed by the wind they brought, and the puddles they stepped on, the horses' hooves splashed water two meters high, giving people the momentum of riding the waves.
Look at the Liu family cultivators on the horse, all of them look fierce and ready to eat Han Xiao and others. The distance between them is getting closer and closer, and fortunately, Han Xiao and others are about to reach the mountainside.
At this moment, Liu Ruier suddenly heard a pop and fell to the ground.
"Ouch!" Liu Ruier shouted with a bitter look on her face.
Han Ling'er also began to breathe heavily. Liu Jin put Liu Rui'er on his shoulders and ran non-stop in the direction of Zicang Mountain. Although he was born as a woodcutter, carrying a person is no better than carrying firewood.
.His speed slowed down obviously.
At this moment, Liu Dang was only two hundred meters away from them. In just half a quarter of an hour, they could definitely catch up with Han Xiao and others. At this time, in front of the five people was a five-foot-wide stone bridge. This stone bridge was built by the villagers back then.
Funded and jointly built, the entire stone bridge is carved from hard bluestone. No adhesive is used to paste the seams between the stones. It completely relies on the close cooperation between the stones.
Liu Si originally ran at the front and was responsible for opening the way.
When Liu Si ran up the stone bridge, he looked down first and saw that the river was very deep and fast. Due to the constant erosion of the river, the river formed a deep ditch.
After calculation, it was impossible for the horses to cross this ravine. Liu Si suddenly stopped. Everyone was shocked. Han Ling'er shouted with concern: "Liu Si, hurry up!"
"You go first, I can hold them off for a while." I saw Liu Si standing in the middle of the stone bridge, taking out all the magic talismans.
These were the talismans that Liu Si usually worked hard to refine. At this moment, in order to save his life, he risked all of them. He sprinkled them out, and suddenly the bridge was covered with talismans.
And these magic talismans with yellow background and red characters stuck to the big bluestone as soon as they landed, some stuck to the ground, and some stuck to the handguards of the bridge. At this time, Liu Dang had already rushed to the ten meters in front of the stone bridge.
place.
The two people looked at each other, and in their eyes, they both wanted to kill each other.
Liu Si put his feet on the ground, leaned back, and drew a beautiful parabola in the air. At the same time, Liu Si was silently reciting a spell.
Liu Dang was very surprised when he saw that this stone bridge was covered with talismans, as if it was a magic circle set up to frighten some huge demon.
When Liu Si's feet landed on the ground, he suddenly shouted: "Get up!"
Suddenly, the talismans on the stone bridge turned into blazing fireballs with a bang. In an instant, the entire upper level of the stone bridge was covered in flames. The red light of the flames suddenly printed the faces of Liu Si and Liu Dang.
red.
The mount under Liu Dang's crotch is also a divine horse, but horses, as livestock, are instinctively afraid of fire. When the raging fire seems to be igniting from its feet, it instinctively stops forward, then lifts its front legs,
Rear foot support.
Liu Dang did not sit firmly, and his center of gravity could not withstand the sudden change. He turned over and fell off the horse. The men around him quickly dismounted and helped Liu Dang up from the ground.
How could Liu Dang have ever been so angry? This time he clearly wanted to catch Liu Si, but instead he was "dismissed" by Liu Si. He pushed away the monk who was helping him, and looked at Liu Si through the raging fire.
Four departing figures.
He couldn't help but punched the ground hard. He stood up again. On the other side of the bridge, he saw Liu Si also turning his head. The two looked at each other again. Although they were far apart, it was like a challenge.
With the same look in their eyes, they all seemed to recognize that Du Fang was their old enemy.
Liu Si knew that this fire without wood and fuel would not burn for long. He immediately quickened his pace and caught up with Han Xiao and others.
Han Xiao praised: "This fire burns beautifully." After speaking, he gave Liu Si a thumbs up.
Liu Si didn't say much and responded with a knowing smile.