Chapter Six Hundred and Seventy Second: Learn Sword Skills

Whoosh!

But there were two white figures who were faster than them, Xiao Chen and Zhongli, at the moment of the violent explosion. Then they flipped over one by one, resorted to ingenious body skills, avoided the attack of the air waves and fell forward.

Their bodies were like arrows, piercing the sky, and the two chased after the fleeing lone wolf.

When approaching the gate of the city, the lone wolf in front suddenly stopped and turned around. The intact left hand suddenly turned into a demon, turned into a wolf's claw, and slapped Zhongli fiercely.

Zhong Li, who was chasing after him, didn't seem to have expected that Lone Wolf was so cunning and fled in such a haste that he dared to stop and fight him.

Hastily erected the thick back knife, forming a curtain of swords overflowing with ice, but the arm of the lone wolf demonized, obviously surpassed the peak Wuhuang in the later stage.

The sharp claw blades tore apart the knife screen and Zhongli's protective essence, leaving five terrifying claw marks on his chest and blasting him away.

The terrifying strength makes people startled. It's not that Lone Wolf has no power to fight, it's just that his arm is injured and he doesn't want to take any more risks.

Lone Wolf wore a mask on his face, only revealing a pair of blood-red eyes, knocked back Zhongli, turned around, the evil spirit in his eyes turned into substance, and invaded Xiao Chen's sea of ​​consciousness towards Xiao Chen.

Then he laughed grimly, and slapped a dark palm of true essence with his left hand towards Xiao Chen, as if it was expected that with Xiao Chen's cultivation base, he would die without a doubt under his continuous moves.

After doing all this, the lone wolf fled out of the city again without looking back.

The spiritual power in Xiao Chen's sea of ​​consciousness roared violently, and shattered all kinds of illusions transformed by the opponent's evil spirit into pieces, and disappeared in Xumi.

The disciples of the Zongmen, who heard the news of the evil spirit of casual cultivators, were useless in front of Xiao Chen.

A bright light of the knife lit up in the dark night, Xiao Chen held the Moon Shadow Knife, and swung a stream of condensed thunderous knife energy, splitting the flying true yuan animal claws into pieces in a burst of lightning.

Zhong Li, who was wounded on his chest and fell towards the ground in embarrassment, frowned slightly when he saw this scene, and looked at Xiao Chen with an imperceptible coldness flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Chen's consciousness has been paying attention to Zhongli's expression, and he seems to understand something when he catches this scene. Putting the knife back into the sheath, seeing the lone wolf who was not too difficult to catch up, he gave up the plan to continue chasing.

"Damn it, let him run away again!"

The large army from behind chased after them, seeing that there was only one aggressive lone wolf left, they cursed one after another.

Qiu Yi, whose face was a little pale, had a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said, "Go back to the inn first, let's recuperate your injuries."

On the rooftop, the original team members regrouped. After counting, it was found that several warriors had suffered serious internal injuries and needed to rest for a long time.

In the next few days, it is definitely impossible to fight, and the strength of the team has been weakened invisibly.

"This lone wolf is really cunning. If we do this every day, our team's strength will be weakened tomorrow."

"He is a half-demon, and he recovers much faster than us. If we continue to consume like this, we may not be able to hold on."

The crowd analyzed the results of the battle in one word and another, and seemed a little frustrated. It seemed that the repeated disturbances of the past few days, the lone wolf had caused great damage to the mood of this group of people.

Zhuo Ping said: "I feel that this lone wolf is becoming more and more familiar with the moves of me and Qiu Yi, as if he can see our moves from all angles when he fights with us."

"Facing our joint attack, he became more and more relaxed. At the beginning, he didn't have the strength to attack others."

Qiu Yi nodded and said: "I also have this feeling, maybe he has amazing understanding, but now is not the time to think about this, our chances are running out."

"The Lone Wolf is very cautious. He will only appear for five days. Tomorrow is the last day. If he still can't be taken down, he will disappear again."

After speaking, Qiu Yi looked up at Xiao Chen who had been silent all this time, and said, "Brother Xiao, I see that you calmly broke through the evil spirit of the lone wolf. Do you have any good ideas?"

Following his reminder, everyone remembered and faced the evil spirit of the lone wolf. Xiao Chen hardly received any disturbance, this person is certainly not as simple as he appears on the surface.

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, spread his hands and said: "It's just a fluke, I don't have any good opinions, just ask Brother Zhongli, he sealed the lone wolf with a single blow."

Zhongli smiled wryly and said: "It was Mr. Qiu and Ms. Zhuo who held the lone wolf back, so I had the chance to seal the lone wolf and face the lone wolf alone. You can see the result by looking at the scar on my chest. "

Seeing that neither of them wanted to say more, Qiu Yi didn't ask any more questions, and talked about the arrangements for tomorrow night, and then announced that everyone would go back to rest first.

After everyone else left, Qiu Yi said to Zhuoping, "Those two guys are not simple."

Qiu Yi didn't mention the name, but Zhuo Ping could also know who he was talking about, and said with a smile: "I don't know if they are simple, but I only know that you are very special, and you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge before you kill them. "

Qiu Yi smiled indifferently and said: "Tomorrow is the last chance, you and I can't keep our hands, we can't give them any chance."

The moon hangs high like a silver plate. After a great battle, the night in Tianshui City has returned to calm again.

Perhaps some warriors in the city would sense the terrifying energy fluctuations before, but for this small town, warriors of Xiao Chen's level are no longer within their reach.

Even if he knew it, he didn't dare to have any thoughts. If he accidentally lost his life, it would be a big game.

As for the ordinary people, they are already sound asleep. For them, it is a distant world, and it is difficult to have an intersection with their lives.

In the guest room, the lights were flickering, Xiao Chen neither practiced nor wanted to go to sleep.

Thinking back and forth about what I saw today, I probably got a vague answer in my heart

After searching around in the Qiankun Ring, after spending a long time, he finally found what he was looking for. With a palm of his hand, half of the spirit tree appeared in his hand.

The spirit wood is a branch of the ancient spirit tree sycamore tree. He vaguely remembered that he still had a little bit of spirit wood, and he really found it.

With a faint smile on his face, Xiao Chen took out a carving knife, and carefully carved on the spirit wood that was only half a palm long.

The flickering lights flickered on Xiao Chen's delicate and fair face, making his expression appear focused.

Bits of splinters of spirit wood, with the rise and fall of the carving knife, the fall of Longlong father.

But the sawdust did not turn into dust and soil as usual, but turned into specks of crystal brilliance, floating in the guest room.

Charming brilliance, colorful splendor, embellishes the simple guest room like a dream.

Xiao Chen was engrossed and didn't pay attention to everything around him. In his eyes, there was only the wood carving in his palm, and his mind was calm, nothing else.

When the wood carving was completely formed, Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief, only feeling extremely dizzy, and checked the mental power of the sea of ​​knowledge.

Carving a simple wood carving took more than half of his energy, no wonder he felt more tired than fighting.

The woodcarver was Xiao Chen himself, with a long knife on his waist, wearing white clothes, and clear eyes, like a miniature version of a real person, confusing the fake with the real one.

"Aura and temperament are enough, but I'm almost angry."

Xiao Chen thought for a while, then sacrificed a drop of blood essence from his fingertips, which penetrated into the wood carving. In an instant, the wood carving's eyes seemed to have a flash of light, and red blood flowed in his body.

Just like real blood, circulating in the blood vessels in the body, this wood carving is no longer a dead thing.

At this time, Xiao Chen showed a satisfied smile, looked around, found a dreamlike light spot in the room, and said with a soft smile: "I didn't expect that I haven't practiced for a long time, and the carving can go further. It seems that carving also pays attention to the state of mind."

For this small wood carving, Xiao Chen spent too much mental power, so he stopped wasting time and started to restore his mental power by operating Zi Lei Jue.

It wasn't until it was dark the next day that Xiao Chen's mental strength recovered, and after some preparations, he opened the door and left to join Qiu Yi and the others.

"Hey, is it brother Xiao?"

As soon as he went out, he ran into Zhongli who was also going to the rooftop. Zhongli, with white hair and white clothes, had completely recovered from his injuries and seemed to be in good spirits.

Xiao Chen turned around and smiled, "Brother Zhongli, what do you need from me?"

Zhong Li looked at Xiao Chen carefully, and felt that today's Xiao Chen seemed a little different from yesterday, but he couldn't say exactly what was different.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zhongli smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, brother Xiao last night, if I'm not mistaken, he should have mastered the perfect 40% saber intent. It's really admirable to have such comprehension at such a young age. "

These words are not flattering, Xiao Chen looks only twenty-one years old, in the world of Kunlun, where people in their thirties are considered young people, twenty-one years old is a very young age.

Xiao Chen said with a faint smile: "It's only 40% sword intent, how can it compare to brother Zhongli, who has a perfect 50% sword intent, not to mention the ice artistic conception beyond the limit."

After the artistic conception reaches the limit, it is extremely difficult to upgrade it to will. If you want to strengthen the power of the artistic conception, you must think of some other methods.

The secret method of Yinzong Wanfeng and Xiao Chen's Immortal Thunder Conception are all similar methods, and it is obvious that Zhongli also masters this kind of secret method.

A look of pride flashed in Zhongli's eyes, and he said: "You are only a few years older than you, we are both swordsmen, if we have the opportunity, we can learn swordsmanship."

"Extremely happy, I have long wanted to communicate with fellow swordsmen." Xiao Chen calmly replied.

Zhong Li looked at Xiao Chen's serious appearance, and felt slightly disdainful in his heart. The perfect 50% sword intent was better than the 40% sword intent.

His artistic conception and cultivation base are stronger than the opponent's, and the opponent really thinks that he can be compared with him.

During the conversation, the two came to the roof of the building. Qiu Yi, the top disciple of the inner sect of the Full Moon Building, and Zhuo Ping, the top disciple of the inner sect of the Qianxuanzong, had been waiting for a long time.

The moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round. The moon tonight is indeed rounder and bigger than last night. The bright light shines down, making the Tianshui City at night look soft and quiet.

This month in the United States, the people in the field have no intention of enjoying it, and they stand lazily on the side, nourishing their spirits for the final battle.