The sword cultivator's mental attack disappeared under Mingcun's spell. Then he saw the two flying swords entangled together, strangling downwards in a spiral shape. This was Lou Xiaoyi's attempt at the coordination of the two swords. It was not only
It was just a superficial cooperation, but it required a perfect understanding between the two sword spirits and him, coordination with each other, and mutual attack and defense.
This is a sword technique that is launched at the same time as a mental attack. It should be the sword cultivator's final madness, right?
Mingcun pointed at the bird, and the golden bird suddenly shone brightly, facing the twist of the double flying swords. After dealing with the attack of this wave of flying swords, his own cloud-patterned beads should have arrived, right?
The development of the battle is about to take a turn!
Mingcun thought so, and his mana was being outputted wildly due to the bird's explosion, but he suddenly felt something was wrong. Then he felt a stinging pain in his ribs, and something sharp penetrated into it.
He lost the bet! This swordsman really has a third flying sword, an assassination flying sword!
He had too much to say and too many things to do; he still had a glimmer of hope because the flying sword that pierced his body was not powerful enough to pierce his heart!
He still has a chance, and opportunity is his purpose for the past ten years. He believes that no one can know his purpose, not even the sect. This is an open task, and everything is up to him!
Everyone has curiosity, and he believes that this sword cultivator is no exception, but it is just hidden deeper!
The sword cultivator must want to know why he did this. As long as he is given a little time, he can...
Once again, his heart was shattered... That flying sword didn't give him a chance!
Do you really don’t want to know anything? This is the last consciousness of MingCun!
Lou Xiaoyi stretched out his hand and caught the cloud-patterned bead that the general had thrown in front of him. Faxiu's counterattack was very resolute, but unfortunately, he was too late!
Seeing Mingxun falling with blood spattering, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned over his hand and took out a bunch of candied haws...
The monks below were silent. They had roughly understood the internal reasons for the two people's acting. It was not a personal reason, but a historical reason. No one dared to get involved easily.
Only another businessman was a little braver, but he only dared to ask, "Why did you kill him?"
Lou Xiaoyi licked the candied haws with satisfaction, returned to normal, turned around and left.
"The killing is fierce, don't hold it back!"
A good party turned into a battleground of life and death. The people in the mountains thought about letting the tiger and the blind bear fight each other, but they didn't expect it to be here. In this way, could they pick themselves out?
Is it really a right decision to integrate into the Western Cultivation World? With their strength, what is melted into is flesh, and what is pulled out may be bones! They have all kinds of calculations and plans, but they didn't expect that when it comes, everything is different from what they imagined.
Same!
The patriarch sighed and turned to Gou Zhe, "Let Sister You come back, we need to make other plans!"
...Lou Xiaoyi walked around in the mountains. With the memory of a monk, he would not forget anything after walking through it once.
The reason why he killed Mingcun was not because he truly understood the truth of the matter, but because he knew that this man was fishing in troubled waters!
From the first time he saw this Mingcun and met him, he knew that this person was not simple!
How can an encounter be so easy? As the active party in the battle, Mingcun is fully capable of pulling the battlefield to a more inaccessible place. Is this difficult in Wolf Ridge?
However, when he practices swordsmanship in the Wolf Ridge, he is a relatively obvious target, and the possibility of a chance encounter is not small.
What he has been looking for is the reason for the death of his senior brother Guanggu. It cannot be the real natives of Spearhead Town such as the Nandao people. They are not so courageous! It cannot be the Gaoshan people. If they do this, they will destroy themselves!
There must be a monk from the other side hiding in the dark. This is what he has been waiting for... using his idleness to wear down the patience of others, and finally had to lose his temper and jump out on his own!
Do you think there are sect secrets that can cover it up? You underestimated his spiritual power! The use of spiritual power in combat is only secondary, and more importantly in other aspects, this is Lou Xiaoyi's strongest aspect.
He kept waiting, waiting for others to be unable to bear it, but he didn't expect that it was the Gaoshan tribesmen who jumped out first. Fortunately, two businessmen followed him. They were worried about his deal with the Gaoshan tribesmen, so they wanted to follow him to have a look.
clear!
Once you see it, your life depends on it!
Lou Xiaoyi does things for convenience and is too lazy to get to the bottom of things. There are so many secrets in the world. He can’t even figure out his own secrets, so how can he be interested in caring about other people’s secrets? Secrets between sects?
That's good. Once the key person dies, the rest will disappear. As for the secret, let it be buried and enjoyed alone in the underworld. He doesn't care!
Two days later, Lou Xiaoyi returned to Spearhead Town and saw that everything was as usual. The stone tower was still the same and the town was peaceful. After nightfall, he came to Hengjie Xiaoliu Alley again.
The courtyard was quiet, with only a wisp of ambergris rising. He smiled slightly and pushed the door open!
The courtyard is kept clean, and all useful things are gone. This is the habit of mountain monks. They are far less luxurious than their plain counterparts and can ignore even mortal things. In the ordinary people of the high mountain clan,
Everyone can use it, there is no reason to waste it.
All that was left outside was a tea set, and Mr. Cen You was concentrating on making tea. His movements were simple and graceful, but not as fancy as those from outside.
Lou Xiaoyi sat down cross-legged in front of the tea table, waiting for her reception. When the cup was full and they sat facing each other, he said:
"This is it, you all know it, are you ready to leave?"
Cen You smiled apologetically and said with infinite charm, "I know! Gouzhe is familiar with the road and returned several hours earlier than fellow Taoist.
Originally, I should have left by myself. A fraudster has no qualifications to face a dignified sword cultivator, but I have some questions and I feel uncomfortable asking them, so I will shamelessly stay a while longer."
Lou Xiaoyi didn't offer any comfort. He was not good at it and didn't think it was necessary.
"Are you also building a foundation? This ability to control the hidden power of your cultivation is extremely valuable. Even though I faced you several times, I didn't even notice it!"
Cen Youshi smiled bitterly, "People in the mountains and wilds do not understand too advanced Taoism. They just rely on the power of spiritual beasts. In the eyes of the authentic Taoists, they are not worthy of recognition."
After taking a short breath, the whole person's aura rose steadily, and soon reached the level of foundation building. Then he stretched out his slender hand, and in the palm of his hand, a silver cocoon was lying quietly.
"This is a winter cocoon. It is a rare but not very powerful spiritual beast. It is of little help to people in battle, but it is quite effective in hiding its presence. As long as the monks are connected to it mentally, they can temporarily save the monks.
Most of the cultivation base.
I originally wanted to give one to fellow Taoist, but since fellow daoist doesn't even like the most precious winged tiger in the clan, I really can't get rid of the mere Winter Hibernation Cocoon.
Moreover, this kind of creature is only willing to get close to people who are lonely and lonely, and it is not suitable for Taoist friends who are suave and romantic."
