Text Chapter 699: Vulture's Game, Start!

Five minutes later, Mean Streets.

The three-headed demon slowly seeped out from the crack in the wall, and quietly condensed into three thorny black shadows, staring at the person coming from the end of the alley.

The man was in ragged clothes, stained with blood, and was in a hurry, looking at the tactical crystal computer on his wrist while he was on his way, like a late office worker.

This weird image is completely inconsistent with the burning city.

Although the Heavenly Demon didn't have much independent thinking ability, they still sensed a little bit of weirdness, but before they could think deeply, the instinct of killing and invading had already driven them to let out a scream that shocked the soul, and rushed towards that person.

suddenly

The three-headed celestial demon, as if caught in a body-holding spell, froze in mid-air in a very funny posture, motionless, even the screaming sound was forcibly stuck, as if the throat of an old hen had been cut with a knife.

In the "surrounding" of the three-headed demon, Li Yao lightly tapped the tactical crystal brain to search for the latest information on the Nether Blade.

As expected, there was no news of the Nether Blade.

As time passed, Li Yao's floating model of Nether Blade's strength, even if there was no panacea, the strength of this Nascent Soul monster was slowly recovering bit by bit.

At this moment, Li Yao's estimated winning rate has dropped to 28.1%.

But he didn't dare to hope that the Netherblade would rush out again foolishly, hurting both sides with another Nascent Soul monster, so that he could take advantage of it.

At this moment, the combat effectiveness of the Nether Blade has roughly decreased to 55% of its initial combat effectiveness.

This is a very perfect number.

No matter how low it is, with the wisdom and determination of a Nascent Soul monster, he will definitely withdraw from the battlefield without looking back, and he will never be confused by some petty profits and put himself in a dangerous situation.

Even now, Li Yao reckons that the Nether Blade will not make another move.

Since the Palace of Eternal Life has been lurking in the tenth star ring for so long. There must be many secret bases, and the Nether Blade will definitely focus on avoiding the pursuit of Yuanying from the cultivators, and absconding to the secret bases for treatment and recovery.

after. According to the recovery of combat power and changes in the external battle situation. Then decide whether to continue the assassination, or to evacuate cleanly.

Therefore, this second is when the Nether Blade is at its weakest, and it won't be any weaker anymore.

The biggest problem is how to lock the Nether Blade.

Even if the combat power is only half, but a lone bandit like Nether Blade, who can single-handedly achieve a remarkable record of more than one star bandit group, is of course proficient in the art of hiding.

Coupled with the siege of the demons. There was such a mess, even if a dozen or so Nascent Souls joined forces, they might not be able to find the Nether Blade.

It was even more impossible for Li Yao.

but……

He couldn't find the Nether Blade, but it didn't mean that the Nether Blade couldn't find him.

"Let's take a gamble, Nether Blade..."

Li Yao muttered, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but two lumps of ice crystals seemed to pierce out from the depths of his pupils, extremely cold.

Ordinary bait is absolutely impossible to tempt the current Nether Blade.

But Li Yao believed that he was different.

First of all, he destroyed the first major operation of the Palace of Longevity on the iron original planet. It also contributed to the reconciliation and communication between the Tieyuan people and the Feixing people.

Secondly, "Mountain and Sea Black Lotus, Four Kings of Longevity". Among them, the mountain king Yanxibei died in his hands. If Netherblade is really the 'Black King', even if he never thought of avenging the mountain king, but if he can kill Li Yao, he will be able to surpass the dead mountain king and the rest invisibly. Above two kings.

Finally, and most importantly, Li Yao was attacked and killed by the Nether Blade half a day ago.

Those who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul level, no matter they are cultivators or immortals. They are all a little perfectionist, and they hate giving up halfway. At least Li Yao himself is like this.

The target that failed in the attack was still swaggering around under his nose. This kind of humiliation and temptation, Li Yao believed, even a Nascent Soul monster might not be able to bear it.

"The Netherblade, the prey that escaped just now has been delivered to the door by itself, will you make a move?"

It took Li Yao three seconds to go through the thirteen traps he had just conceived in the depths of his mind from beginning to end. He confirmed that he had reached the limit of his layout, nodded in satisfaction, and then

"Click it!"

He took off the tactical crystal brain issued by the command center, browsed through the key information for the last time, threw the tactical crystal brain into the air, stretched the five fingers of his right hand, and grabbed it hard.

The tactical crystal brain burst in an instant, turning into crystal sand

Li Yao cut off all ties with the cultivation world, and once again became a single-handed horse, alone.

Although the tactical crystal brain can provide him with a lot of precious information, but in the node of the spiritual network, he can contact others, and others can track and lock them in turn through methods such as "hot spot perception" and "spiritual mind mining" he.

Now, Li Yao can already confirm that the infiltration of the cultivation world by immortal cultivators has reached a very terrifying level.

He really didn't know who the person hiding behind the spirit net was a cultivator and who was a cultivator of immortality.

So, just don't believe anyone and rely on yourself!

One person, one knife, across the interstellar world!

"The true power of immortal cultivators is far weaker than that of comprehension cultivators, but they hide in the dark, and they can deploy, set up ambushes, conspiracies, and raids without any scruples. to zero and disappeared without a trace."

"Darkness is their most powerful magic weapon!"

"Now, I also have this magic weapon."

"The cultivator is in the light, the cultivator is in the dark, and I, Li Yao, sink into a place that is darker than the darkness. I will fight the cultivator as the cultivator hits the cultivator!"

Li Yao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In the air, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke and rust, cold and sweet, reminded him of a long, long time ago, in the tomb of the magic weapon, he hid in the darkness deep in the garbage dump, grinding it upside down with scrap steel He stared coldly at countless enemies ten times stronger than him.

No, not the enemy.

but prey.

Vulture's prey.

After licking his chapped lips due to **, Li Yao smiled and walked out of the alley quickly.

It wasn't until he walked seven steps that the three Heavenly Demons, whose heads were held in midair by spiritual energy, regained their ability to move.

They froze for a moment. Open teeth and claws, ready to pounce.

But in the blink of an eye, he didn't even have time to let out a scream. Torn into countless pieces.

Li Yao waved his hand.

Like, swat three flies.

...

city ​​center. In an underground parking lot, the gaps between hundreds of shuttle cars were crowded with shivering ordinary citizens.

The atmosphere was very oppressive. Many people wanted to cry, but they were afraid that the demons outside would notice the movement, so they could only bite the back of their hands and suppressed it tightly.

In the corner squatted a haggard old man with messy gray hair. Covered with dead leaves, mud.

Wearing a cotton coat riddled with holes, he had not moved for a long time, as if he was half dead.

Such dejected old men can be seen everywhere in the besieged city of Heavenly Demon.

But no one knows that he is the Nascent Soul monster, "Nether Blade" Zhuang Ziyou!

Behind the terrified expression, in the depths of the gray-brown eyes, was extremely calm and indifferent, enveloped by the cotton coat. A dim light curtain was activated quietly, and the latest battle situation was learned through the eyeliner all over the outside.

"call out!"

There was a slight sound of breaking through the air. Vibrating his eardrums.

The corner of Nether Blade's mouth twitched, knowing that this was the Nascent Soul of a cultivator, and Yu Jian flew in the air above his head.

so what?

He has already compressed his strength to the extreme with the technique of restraining the spirit. Unless more than a dozen Nascent Souls surround the parking lot and distinguish them one by one, even Da Luo Jinxian will never find him.

The horrible wound on the waist was temporarily sealed. The shattered spleen was also firmly glued together by spiritual energy, at least it wouldn't let his fighting power continue to decline.

After taking a few 'Bear Tendon Strengthening Pills'. His psychic power and spirit have grown a lot, enough to cope with the new fight.

Successfully killed two knots. Seventeen foundation builders, countless Qi refiners, and another Nascent Soul fought hard for three tricks, and the result was not bad at all.

Here, the closest secret base to the Palace of Eternal Life is still 3.4 kilometers away.

In the secret base, there are well-equipped medical cabins and deep sleep cabins, which can allow him to restore his combat effectiveness to more than 95% within three hours.

However, Nether Blade is still waiting for the opportunity.

There are three or four Nascent Souls outside who are aggressively searching for him. Showing their heads at this moment is seeking their own death.

Anyway, the injury is not serious, so he will wait here slowly. As a lone thief, he has always been the most patient and knows the power of darkness best.

After a while, the subordinate's return came from the light curtain.

"Mr. Zhuang, we deliberately exposed two 'Black Spider Eight Blades', and indeed we mobilized all the enemy Nascent Souls away, and in the western part of the lake, another hidden demon altar has been activated, which has attracted a large number of demons to descend. Attract more power from the enemy!"

"Now, within 15.5 kilometers around you, there is no enemy Nascent Soul, and the outside world's psychic energy is disordered, demons are raging, and the search range of the enemy Nascent Soul has been reduced to the minimum, and it is impossible to find you ten kilometers away! "

Nether Blade smiled lightly: "Everyone has worked hard, let Black Spider Eight Blades not take it lightly. The comparison between the enemy and us on the battlefield is still very serious at this moment. If you are really entangled by Nascent Soul, you will definitely die!"

"Remember our purpose. This battle is not for winning, and it is impossible to win at all. It is just to establish our invincible power among ordinary people, and at the same time try our best to weaken the power of the cultivation world!"

"Preserving yourself is the first priority, attacking the enemy is the second, if the situation is wrong, retreat immediately, and never love to fight!"

"Anyway, we have sowed the seeds of fear in the hearts of ordinary people and low-level cultivators. The goal of this battle has been initially achieved. Seeing the enemy's Nascent Souls arriving one after another, and the demons being gradually killed, we It is also time to gradually enter the next stage and prepare to retreat."

The subordinate nodded: "Old Zhuang is wise!"

The Netherblade coughed violently, stood up tremblingly while leaning on the wall, and walked crookedly towards the deeper part of the parking lot, preparing to return to the secret base.

At this moment, a new piece of news came from the light curtain, which caught his attention.

"Sand Scorpion, the number one warrior in the Six Parts of Cheorwon, appeared alone!" (To be continued.)