Chapter 673: Drawing silk to destroy living beings
During the flight, Li Fan would occasionally feel spiritual consciousness coming from below and sweeping over his body.
But seeing that Li Fan was just passing by, he quickly took it back.
After spending a cup of tea, Li Fan arrived outside the mountain range marked by Shuofeng.
Like a giant dragon winding its way, sixteen peaks stand in the mountain range.
Even through the protective circle, it seemed that the rich spiritual energy in the mountains could be felt.
Almost as soon as Li Fan arrived, a female cultivator wearing a light yellow dress flew out of one of the mountain peaks and came to Li Fan.
"You must be the master's guest, please come this way."
The female cultivator looked very respectful and led Li Fan through the protective circle and into the mountains.
Li Fan glanced at the female cultivator in front of him who was leading the way. She was, like him, at the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
But here, it seems that they are just like servants.
However, Li Fan did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he looked calm and asked the female cultivator about the situation here.
The female cultivator in the yellow skirt did not show any slightness at all because of Li Fan's strength. As long as she could talk about it, she explained it in detail.
The mountain range here is called Shuofeng Mountain.
Yes, it was Feixue Immortal who bought it and named it after Shuo Feng. Later, after Shuo Feng successfully established the foundation, he gave it to him as a gift.
Although it is called a mountain, it is actually a carefully built cave. Sixteen peaks form a formation, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The peaks are all made of strange objects that contain the laws of heaven and earth. When you are in it, even if you don't deliberately practice, you will be affected.
The power of the rich law has a subtle influence, and his cultivation is getting better and better day by day.
Although the cave here is extraordinary, after Shuofeng broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, Feixue Immortal Lord gave him a villa located in Tianquan City.
Therefore, Shuofeng Mountain gradually fell into disuse.
I only visit here occasionally when I have free time.
Not long after, Li Fan saw Shuo Feng in green clothes on the top of the central mountain.
Standing in the center with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.
Beside him, there were a total of six monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, who were attacking him.
He did not use the power of the cave, but simply used magic.
Seeing this scene, Li Fan couldn't help but condense his eyes slightly.
Strictly speaking, these Nascent Soul monks are not weak. They have five elements of spells, magic weapons and flying swords, and even black arrows that can travel through space and attack suddenly from all weird directions.
But in the face of these attacks, Shuo Feng did not dodge or dodge. He did not even blink.
The white light was flying, and the strange [sword] from the sky blocked all the attacks in an instant and bounced them back.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of explosions kept coming, and the six Nascent Soul monks only lasted for more than ten breaths before they were all injured by their own attacks and defeated.
Shuo Feng showed no mercy at all. These injuries were serious, and one person's body was even directly destroyed. However, the power of the cave was flowing, and it took a while for his body to change again.
"Too weak, let's try another batch." Shuo Feng's tone was a little cold, and there was a hint of impatience on his face.
The six Yuanying monks all showed bitterness on their faces, but they did not dare to say anything. They cupped their hands and retreated together.
"Hahaha, Brother Shuo, you are so majestic!" Li Fan suddenly laughed and clapped repeatedly, not showing any submissiveness because of the opponent's momentum.
"Make Brother Li laugh!" A smile appeared on Shuo Feng's cold face.
The six Nascent Soul monks who were leaving quietly glanced at Li Fan. They did not dare to stay longer, but just guessed Li Fan's identity in their hearts.
"Long time no see, Brother Shuo is indeed more powerful. However, I am not weaker than you either!"
"Please enlighten me!"
Without a lot of nonsense, Li Fan looked cold, stretched out his right hand, and pointed towards Shuofeng.
call……
A gust of wind blew by, and Shuo Feng, who had been waiting carefully, waited for a long time, but did not see anything strange happening around him.
The smile gradually disappeared, and Shuo Feng's eyes were slightly cold: "Brother Li, are you trying to amuse me?"
Li Fan's expression did not change at all, and he smiled slightly and said: "I just realized the magical power and it is my first time to use it. It is normal to make some small mistakes."
"But it's okay, it should be OK this time."
"Be careful!"
Li Fan's tone instantly became extremely cold, he retracted his right finger and tapped it again.
"Sitting!"
The wind was still light and the clouds were calm, as if nothing had happened. Only Li Fan's emotionless voice echoed on the mountain peak.
Shuo Feng was about to speak, but he noticed something and his expression suddenly changed.
Silk threads were stripped out from the blue gown he was wearing.
The black hair travels in the air, as if dissolved in water, disappearing in an instant.
Shuofeng was about to make a move, but he couldn't help but groaned.
A bloodstain instantly appeared on his body. It was like a sharp knife cutting through the skin, revealing the flesh and blood inside.
In front of Shuo Feng, there was a red thread in the air.
"Silk……"
"Silk……"
Weird sounds kept ringing.
Every time it rang, there was an extra line of blood in the air. And there was also an extra blood stain on Shuo Feng's body.
But in the blink of an eye, Shuo Feng was covered in bruises and blood.
And Shuofeng's heart felt even more chilly.
Because he was very aware of his condition, he discovered that he had suffered more than just a few flesh injuries.
Rather, the composition of the body was extracted out of thin air and disappeared!
Like...
A little man made entirely of needlework is being slowly pulled out of the silk threads from his body!
Moreover, from the beginning to the end, my own foundation-building rare item [sword] never made a defensive counterattack!
"No wonder it's called [Sitting]!" Shuo Feng couldn't help but think.
"If this continues..."
In Shuo Feng's mind, the horrific image of his body getting smaller and smaller due to being continuously pulled out, and finally like a worn-out rag doll, fell to the ground helplessly, wailing and waiting for his fate.
I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.
But as my mind raced, I couldn't find a way to deal with this magical power.
And Li Fan actually kept pointing in the air to lock Shuofeng.
There is no intention of stopping at all!
"This guy is really going to kill me!" Looking at Li Fan's profound eyes, Shuo Feng was horrified.
"Surrender! I surrender!" Driven by the survival instinct, Shuo Feng shouted repeatedly.
Hearing Shuo Feng's voice, Li Fan retracted his right finger.
"Poof!" In an instant, it seemed as if countless connecting threads were disconnected.
Layers of blood mist erupted from Shuo Feng's body.
"Master!" The female nun in the yellow skirt was so frightened that her face turned pale and she screamed.
"I'm fine!" Shuo Feng waved his hand and stopped the female cultivator who was about to step forward to check.
"I accept it!" Li Fan cupped his hands and said calmly.