The overall strength of the lamas chasing after this time is far beyond the Baiyun Temple team. Master Lianzhu is not the only real master. The group of disciples and disciples behind him are all extremely difficult to deal with.
If my health were intact, I might not have suffered such a defeat right from the beginning. In fact, my meridians were injured by Master Lianzhu just now, and I can only exert 60 to 70% of my 100% strength. I am already at an absolute disadvantage in terms of momentum.
The big lama punched me back and shouted, "Evil thief, give me your life!"
As he spoke, he spread his fingers and tried to grab my throat again. My feet were sore and numb, and I was unable to resist. I was about to be caught. Fortunately, Chen Xuan had quick eyes and quick hands, and he immediately slashed his wrist with his sword to relieve me.
One blow.
My hands and feet were numb and I staggered back a few steps. Feng Li helped me up and said nervously, "How are you? Are you okay?"
I was miserable and shook my head and said, "No, I just had a head-on fight with that old guy and almost destroyed the meridians in both hands. I guess I won't be able to do anything in the next few days!"
"Walk!"
Feng Li saw my weakness and quickly hugged me and continued running. However, another figure of a lama jumped down from the hill and rushed towards us without any gap, blocking the way out.
The leading red-faced lama said sternly, "Stop running away, return the relics quickly, and accompany us back to the temple for trial!"
"I'm going to judge you!" Feng Li's eyes turned cold and he gasped, "Lin Feng, you can run away by yourself. Today I am going to break my oath and go on a killing spree!"
Hearing what he said, I trembled quickly, held Feng Li's shoulder and said, "No, you must not suck the blood of these lamas. Then there will be no room for maneuver!"
"Then you can't be chased away like a rabbit. Just let go and don't stop me!"
Feng Li was so aggressive that he shook his arms and immediately flicked my palm away. Then his eyes turned red and two sharp fangs appeared from the corners of his mouth. Gray mist surged up all over his body. He shook his coat and his body was actually hanging in the air.
, filled with cold energy.
I know that Feng Li is planning to risk his life. This girl's true level is definitely not as simple as what is exposed to me and Chen Xuan. She just sticks to the bottom line of life and has never refused to drink the blood of living people, so she behaves
It's just more expensive.
On the one hand, the vampire's strength relies on his own cultivation, and on the other hand, he relies on the blood of others. Whenever he sucks the blood of someone, he will also take away that person's ability, thus boosting his cultivation.
This is also the main reason why practitioners in the Central Plains keep secrets about the vampires.
At this time, Feng Li could no longer care about anything. He turned on his firepower and was full of arrogance. His whole body exuded an extremely cold energy. He fired a shot in the air and immediately pounced on the person coming.
The lamas on the opposite side chanted sutras and mantras one after another, and raised a burst of golden light in the shape of a "swastika", which turned into a golden seal and was aimed at Feng Li.
This group of lamas was quite smart. Once they saw Feng Li's true identity, they would no longer fight at close range. Instead, they would keep a distance and rely on the power of Buddhist mantras to suppress Feng Li.
Feng Li had already increased his speed to the limit at this time, and almost turned into an afterimage, shuttling back and forth in the golden light, emitting shrill cold screams from time to time.
Until then, there was no one around me, and I was about to retreat. However, before I could leave, there were already two or three sharp-sighted lamas among the group of lamas. They noticed my physical condition and hurriedly came over.
intercept me,
"Seize that man and use him as a hostage!"
As soon as I said this, three lamas came over quickly, as excited as a chicken blood, and attacked me crazily.
My legs were sore and numb, and I could no longer use my strength. I could only rely on Xiao Cai and the God-Eating Gu to take care of me, and struggled to escape.
However, the other party had already made up its mind to capture me no matter what the cost. Suddenly, more and more lamas were chasing me, and I gradually felt powerless to resist them.
boom!
After I exchanged punches with one of the lamas, another lama's figure flashed out from the side, flew up with a big foot, and kicked me two meters away. I fell to the ground, my chest was surging with blood, and I almost wanted to die again.
A mouthful of old blood spurted out.
When several lamas saw this, they were very excited. They all surrounded me and tried to restrain me.
"Go away!" I had already put my life and death aside, and the only thought in my mind was that I must not fall into the hands of these people, otherwise they would use me as a hostage, and Chen Xuanyi and Feng Li would also be in trouble!
Thinking of this, I burst out with some bravery for no reason. I flew my hands and barely blocked the incoming person, but my body became more and more weak.
After holding on for several rounds, I was about to fall again. One of the lamas was holding a golden bowl and was about to hit my shoulder. Suddenly, another silver light flashed through the darkness and collided with the golden bowl.
A flying jump left a sword mark on the opponent's wrist.
This man's sword was so powerful that I thought it was Chen Xuanyi who came to help me at first, but when I looked back, I realized that it was not the case. The person who blocked the blow for me was not my old friend Chen Xuanyi, but a disciple of Elder Liu Zhen.
The Taoist priest Li Fengxing, who was always cold-faced.
"Come with me!"
Li Fengxing stabbed the pursuing lama with his sword, but Li Fengxing didn't stay for long. He freed up a hand and quickly grabbed my shoulder, pulling me and squeezing me out of the encirclement.
At this time, more lamas were chasing after them, but Li Fengxing was not afraid. He swung his sword with one hand and relied on the three-foot blade in his hand to deflect many secretly attacking fists.
I have to say that a strict master makes a good disciple. This is true. Li Fengxing's sword skills are old and fierce, quite a bit like Liu Zhen. With the long sword in his hand, he shakes out a three-foot fan-shaped circle. No matter how many attacks come,
No one can escape the shackles of this sword circle.
The long sword in his hand was of extraordinary quality, and had obviously gone through numerous killings. Once it was used, it immediately displayed an awe-inspiring style, with a strong evil aura, like a blood-drinking demonic soldier.
Li Fengxing covered me, fighting and retreating. Chen Xuanyi and Feng Li on the other side finally found an opportunity to break through. The four of them together, like sharp knives, were aimed at Zhong Lama's encirclement. They charged and killed, but barely managed to tear them apart.
A hole was opened.
As I ran wildly and panted, I didn't forget to ask Li Fengxing, "Which way should I run next?"
"Escape to the west, our junior sister will meet us there!" Li Fengxing threw out a talisman and struck out with his long sword, knocking away many incoming golden bowls. He returned with another sword, hitting a lama on the shoulder.
As soon as the sword edge turned, the latter immediately screamed and fell down.
I was horrified and said quickly, "Don't kill these lamas. If we kill these lamas, our grudges with the Potala Palace will only deepen!"
Li Fengxing withdrew his long sword, raised his cold eyebrows, and said with an evil look on his face, "These lamas don't know the difference between right and wrong. If you don't give them some color, there is no one in Maoshan!"
Not only is this guy an experienced swordsman, but he is also like a long sword, cold and ruthless, which is completely opposite to Chen Xuanyi's behavior.
Several lama monks suffered heavy losses at the hands of Li Fengxing and avoided the sharp attack, which immediately relieved our pressure.
We took the opportunity to escape and ran to a wasteland. Then there was another roar of a car engine, and a black off-road vehicle sped from the wasteland and stopped at our feet.
The window was rolled down, and the person sitting in the cab was the little Taoist nun Ding Min.
The situation was urgent, and the little Taoist nun had no room to use her venomous tongue. She quickly waved to us and shouted, "Get in the car quickly, those lamas are chasing us closely!"