On the snowfield, in a space enclosed on three sides.
Cheng Lin and Cao Wei turned around, stood together, and smiled evilly at the casual cultivator organized by Black.
"Hey hey hey..."
The casual cultivator stopped subconsciously. He vaguely smelled the smell of conspiracy in the snow and wind.
This seems a little different from what I imagined.
Shouldn't we be trembling in the face of our own pursuit? Why do these two people look so happy?
You couldn't be scared out of your wits...
Shaking his head, he put away this strange thought, but for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. The cold wind was biting in the gaps between his spine, and the sound of the wind around him was a little heavier. This is the practitioner's instinct to face danger.
It's a pity that he didn't pay attention to this. Even though there were two second-grade players on the opposite side, he was one level bigger than them.
In the world of spiritual practice, it's one level bigger and crushes people to death.
"Do you want to resist? I advise you to save it, otherwise..."
He picked up what he just said again.
However, in the face of his threat, the people on the other side, one large and one small, seemed not to hear it, but began to mutter.
"You go first and I go first?" Cheng Lin asked.
"I come!"
"Let me do it. After all, I am a third-level person. Even if my ability is not combat specialization, I can't be careless."
Cao Wei tilted her head, as if thinking about something, and then suggested: "How about we play guessing and whoever wins gets to go."
After considering his habit of being a bad player and drawing all R's ten times in a row, he said seriously: "Whoever loses will win."
The third-grade casual cultivator organized by Black Fang was stunned at first, and then his heart burned with anger.
He thought to himself that this was not taking him seriously. Yes, his superpower was not a combat specialization, but that didn't mean he was weak in combat. Besides, he still had a magic weapon with him.
Thinking about it, he reached out and pulled it out on his lower back. Hearing a slight "chichi" sound, he suddenly pulled out a spiritual sword from the sword buckle on his belt!
The spiritual sword produced by the Traceless Fairy Island!
He took out his weapon and waved it in a slightly showy manner, deliberately showing it to the two people in front of him, hoping to arouse the other's fear.
However, the next moment...
As if he had received a certain signal, he saw the big one and the small one in front of him suddenly reached into their backpacks from behind, and then, hiss, hess, they each pulled out a weapon.
Immediately afterwards, as the weapon was filled with spiritual energy, the casual cultivator was shocked to find that what the opponent took out were actually spiritual weapons!
Moreover, judging from the fluctuation and condition...it seems to be slightly better than what I have in my hand?
How can this be?
Where did it come from?
He couldn't figure it out. Could it be that these two people had also sneaked into the last island projection? It was possible. This was probably the only way to explain it. With a guess in his mind, he immediately felt hot and his eyes burned with a fire of greed. He killed
The two people in front of them had even stronger thoughts.
Killing people and seizing treasures has always been the daily routine of underground illegal cultivators.
The other side.
Cheng Lin silently pulled out the C91 Spirit Sword in his hand. Cao Wei, who was next to him, took out a pair of jet black gloves, made of an unknown metal, and put them on his hands. The breeze was strong and the appearance seemed to be better than C91.
This turned out to be one of the very few lightly damaged magic weapons on the Immortal Island, probably a level 5 magic weapon.
"How much contribution is this worth..." Cheng Lin couldn't help but think that this was the first time he had seen Cao Wei's magic weapon. He thought that he could help her repair it when he had time later, but he only spat it out briefly.
One word: "Kill."
The word "kill" seems to be born with a cold meaning. In this cold place, when spit out, it is like a sharp knife, piercing people's hearts.
Taking advantage of the casual cultivators' daze, Cheng Lin and Cao Wei suddenly summoned up their spiritual energy, turned into two black shadows, formed a "V" shape, and rushed out diagonally to both sides, flanking the casual cultivators!
The words about who should go first were deliberately staged in order to break down the defensiveness of the cultivators. Although the two of them were at the peak of the second level, their cultivation level was one level higher. There was a big gap in all aspects. They were not stupid.
How can one really take things lightly?
Once you take action, go all out!
"boom!"
While running, Cao Wei had already started to transform, and the surface of her body was covered with transformed phosphorus armor. These changes were hidden in her clothes and could not be seen from the outside. However, the "mass" and "density" of her body that suddenly increased several times could not be hidden, and her pace changed from
It was so light and fluttering that every step almost broke the ice under the snow.
"Buzz~"
Cheng Lin holds the sword in his right hand and instantly activates "body control". The movement of every joint of the body is brought under his control, which helps him to navigate the cold wind and snow with ease. The whole person is almost floating on the snowfield. At the same time, "
"Wide Area Vision" is turned on, the angle of view is raised, and the 360-degree surroundings fall into his observation range. The gray mist in the field of vision is pushed open in a ring, covering the casual cultivators. When he approaches its range, a shot
The "spiritual storm" has passed.
Faced with this sudden attack, the third-grade casual cultivator hurriedly pushed forward with both hands. As a result, two walls of confinement rose up, sealing him in and blocking out Cheng Lin and Cao Wei.
Cheng Lin suddenly jumped up and climbed over the wall, but Cao Wei was much more violent on the other side, transforming into a madman, and with the bonus of the fist weapon, Cao Wei let out a low cry and actually blew the wall apart!
"boom!"
The wall of elements collapsed, and the casual cultivator was shocked. Especially when he was hit by the mental storm, his brain felt as if a nail was driven in along the center of his eyebrows. Severe pain hit him. He immediately used his spiritual energy to resist, and at the same time, he endured the pain.
Gritting his teeth, he saw a little bit of his finger, and a cross wall bulged on the ground. It turned out to be the superposition of two superpowers, cutting the three people apart again.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”
Cheng Lin frowned and looked at the wall in front of him. The opponent's power was really disgusting. There was the sound of steel clashing in his ears. It was probably Cao Wei who was fighting with the opponent. It happened that the casual cultivator actually had some skills, while fighting with Cao Wei.
Wei fought with each other, and at the same time, they continued to create obstacles for Cheng Lin.
This surprised him somewhat, this casual cultivator was really quite capable.
The battle among cultivators is extremely fast. It rarely drags on for a long time without deciding the outcome, and no one holds back. Once a move is made, it is an all-out attack. Therefore, in many cases, within a few seconds, or at most dozens of seconds,
One battle is over.
Cheng Lin was so disgusted by these walls, but Cao Wei suddenly let out a exclamation.
Immediately, the casual cultivator shouted loudly, violent spiritual energy poured out, and a black figure flew out in the snowy field.
"Xiaocao?"
Cheng Lin exclaimed.
Immediately, he saw the wall in front of him disappear, and on the ground, a huge "black bowl" held Cao Wei to the ground. Inside, Cao Wei seemed to have been injured a little, but not seriously. Hearing this, he shouted: "I'm fine!"
Don't let him get away!"
After hearing this, Cheng Lin immediately burned his spiritual energy and increased his speed to chase the black figure. The third-grade casual cultivator actually escaped?
Are you so cowardly? Or maybe you were suppressed by Cao Wei through a different realm in the close combat?
Surprised, Cheng Lin quickly chased after him. The casual cultivator was not very fast and the two could not distance themselves for a while. He ran backwards and built a wall to block Cheng Lin. However, he seemed to be unlucky and chose the escape route.
The experience was very bumpy and the speed could not be improved.
As he ran, Cheng Lin felt vaguely that something was wrong, and guessed that the other party might have done it on purpose, trying to treat him the way he did, in order to trick himself.
He was thinking about it in his mind, but he ignored it and just chased him. After crossing a hill and running a few hundred meters, the casual cultivator suddenly turned around. At the same time, a semi-curved wall appeared behind Cheng Lin, blocking him.
retreat.
"Haha, you fell into the trap!"
The casual cultivator suddenly laughed. He seemed to be injured, but it was not too serious. At this time, he turned over and fought back, but he deliberately separated Cheng Lin and Cao Wei, hoping to defeat them one by one.
"You are a young man after all. Now you are the only one left. Let's see how you die!"
Amidst the laughter, the other party walked over with the spiritual sword in his hand.
Then, with the help of the faint light of the wall of confinement, he saw the lonely young man suddenly let out a long sigh, and then took off his protective glasses. In the dark night, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.
The casual cultivator was shocked, but he forced himself to calm down: "Why are you sighing?"
Cheng Lin's body was slack and he didn't even make a defensive posture. He looked at him with pity and said, "I'm hesitant about which way to kill you."
"What?"
The casual cultivator was startled. The next moment, he saw the young man in front of him gently touching his right hand, and a two-meter-tall figure suddenly appeared in the air. This scene was extremely strange. However, what really shocked him was this mysterious figure.
The waves emanating from the body!
That turned out to be a power far beyond his!
Fourth grade? Or... fifth grade?
He couldn't tell, but he only knew that this figure was far more powerful than him. At this moment, he suddenly realized, could it be that the person who broke the wall of confinement before was the one in front of him?
However, there was no time for him to think about it further. He saw the puppet suddenly leaping up several meters and pressing towards him. In a hurry, he summoned a cover and locked himself up.
Confining oneself is also a kind of defense.
The Glory Knight punched down, causing the cover to shake violently. However, the casual cultivator escaped from the crack in the cover as early as possible and charged at Cheng Lin with his sword!
His eyes were filled with blood, and he understood that he would never be able to escape from such a strong man. If he wanted to survive, he could only catch that young man!
Maybe there is a glimmer of hope!
Cheng Lin stood on the snowy field with his hands loose and his C91 in his left hand. It seemed that there was no defense. The door was simply wide open. The casual cultivator was overjoyed and sneered in his heart: Young man, after all, he has too little combat experience!
However, the next moment, the casual cultivator who was about to rush in front of Cheng Lin suddenly saw a sword suddenly reappearing in the young man's empty right hand!
Two swords?
What's the use?
He was puzzled. The next moment, he saw the spiritual sword in the casual cultivator's hand suddenly trembled, as if it was being summoned and driven by some strong force. With this, the spiritual sword suddenly shook the casual cultivator's right hand and turned around.
, pointed the tip of the sword behind him, and then, in confusion, the casual cultivator rushed forward by relying on inertia, and bumped into the spiritual sword!
The tip of the sword pierced the socket of his left eye with a "chi" sound, like piercing a layer of window paper, and then penetrated into the brain.
Such a fatal injury only took a moment, and the casual cultivator felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He screamed, fell to the ground, fell into the wind and snow, twitched a few times, and then completely lost his life!
At the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, he could only see the mysterious young man quietly walking to his body under the dark and snowy sky, slightly lowering his head and looking down at himself, and said in a tone that seemed to be a smile but not a smile:
"I'm still hesitating about which way to kill you, but now... in short, thank you for making the choice for me."