Chapter 931: The Twelve States of Tianyun, Killing

Chapter 931: The Twelve States of Tianyun, Killing

stab...

The blood splattered, and the screams came to the ears faintly. The Nascent Soul cultivator's natal infant fire was no small matter, but compared with the attack of the green fire sword, it was far behind and seemed too weak.

What's more, Lin Xuan was already in the middle stage of advancement, and it was a deliberate sneak attack. Although the old monster Fang survived by luck, his left shoulder and an arm had already been cut off.

Immediately, blood spattered half of his body.

Shocked and angry, the severe pain almost made him faint.

"you……"

He looked at Lin Xuan with hatred, but unfortunately Lin Xuan didn't care. With a swipe of his left hand, several sword lights flew out, rumbling towards the opponent.

Although he was trembling from the pain, Fang Xinhe naturally did not want to fall, so he reluctantly stretched out his right hand, turned the tactic, and sacrificed a strangely shaped magic weapon.

The shape of this treasure is peculiar, it looks like a secular rice dumpling, about the size of a fist, but when it is released from the hand, it emits a dazzling yellow glow, which rises in the wind, and in an instant, its size is as large as a thousand-jin boulder.

Lin Xuan was stunned, his face was a little stunned, and he poured more mana into the Qinghuo sword.

boom!

The two treasures collided with each other, and the zongzi broke open and was split in two. With a flash of brilliance, countless white objects in the shape of rice grains were exposed from inside.

Each one is the size of a fist, and the surface exudes a glint of light.

Immediately, a sharp piercing sound came into my ears, and the grains of rice, like hail and arrows, slammed towards Lin Xuan like a torrential rain.

Turn defense into offense!

Lin Xuan really underestimated Fang Xinhe, the other party had already taken out a talisman to stop the blood from the wound, and then it turned into a white light and flew back.

He didn't expect such an attack to turn the situation around, but at least it should buy him time to escape.

It's a pity that he thought things too simply.

Lin Xuan is no ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, and his combat experience is extremely rich.

Seeing that the rice grains turned into white light spots flew in front of him, Lin Xuan's unhurried figure flickered... and disappeared from the spot.

Needless to say, this is naturally the secret technique of Jiutian Weibu, combined with the first layer of Fengwu Jiutian Jue, it is only slightly inferior to teleportation.

The attack failed, but Lin Xuan appeared in front of Fang Xinhe. Seeing the panic on the other side's face, Lin Xuan just flicked his left hand, and a green line of fire flew out of his cuff, and sank into his cuff with a whimper. waist.

"ah!"

The other party immediately let out a shrill cry, Bi Huanyouhuo is the ultimate poison, even if the cultivator is hit in the later stage, it will not be much better, let alone this old monster is only in the early stage.

Immediately like ice and snow melted, his entire lower body was melted in the flames, and the strange fire was still spreading upwards rapidly, and in a flash, it had reached his chest and abdomen. Fang Xinhe was shocked, his face showing With a look of despair, the brilliance of the Tianling cover flashed, and the one-inch-large Nascent Soul escaped.

He hated Lin Xuan very much in his heart, but he didn't dare to look back. After Nascent Soul came out of his body, he immediately used the method of teleportation, and disappeared from the spot in a blink of an eye.

This guy is also brave!

It's a pity that it was Lin Xuan.

The young man stretched out his hand, and a long dagger with a simple shape emerged in his palm. The simple style looks extraordinary.

Infused with mana, Lin Xuan swung the treasure forward fiercely.

A blue light flashed, this treasure has incredible spatial powers, although it is not enough to shatter the void, it is not difficult to interfere with teleportation.

About twenty feet in front of Lin Xuan's left, the air was like ripples, blurred for a while, and then the Nascent Soul stumbled out.

The face is full of horror, but the expression of disbelief is more. The reason why the Nascent Soul cultivator is difficult to fall is because the Nascent Soul can teleport away after the body is destroyed.

But now that the life-saving secret technique has been broken, it is easy to imagine how ugly his expression is.

I was a little dazed, but quickly came back to my senses, made a flustered tactic, and teleported away again.

"in vain!"

Lin Xuan's face was full of sarcasm, he sighed, and swung the Chang Ge again with his right hand, but took off the spirit ghost bag with his left hand.

The white corpse aura filled the cave, and the corpse demon appeared again.

However, compared to before, it seemed extremely exhausted, and the wounds he suffered during the training process had not healed.

Yuan Ying stumbled out again, the corpse demon raised his arm, and accompanied by crackling bones, the black demon hand stretched out, the nails gleaming with black light, and he grabbed it. palm.

"Fellow Daoist, forgive me, I have no grievances or enmities with you..."

Lin Xuan laughed at Yuan Ying's begging voice, hatred? The world of cultivating vendettas will talk about this, so blame him for knowing too much, not to mention that since they have already done something, how can there be any reason to show mercy.

Lin Xuan remained unmoved, red lights flickered in the corpse demon's eyes, the demon arm retracted, and stuffed the Nascent Soul into its mouth. For it, this was a great tonic, which could just provide a lot of nutrition for healing.

The whole battle is complicated, but it actually took less than half a cup of tea.

Because they were in the old devil's cave, the monks outside didn't even know that a huge change had taken place in the main altar.

The opponent's storage bag, Lin Xuan, naturally wouldn't let it go, and then released his consciousness, searched carefully, and found some gains, although it can't be said to be rich, but the net worth of a Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter how shabby it is, is not so shabby to go.

Afterwards, Lin Xuan silently performed the demon imitation technique again, transformed into the black and thin man surnamed Fang, and swaggered out from the main altar of Tianyuanfang.

"Young Master, since you have done it, why not do it, anyway, you have already killed Old Monster Fang, why don't you just erase Tianyuanfang as well?" Yue'er's puzzled voice came into her ears.

"Silly girl, am I soft-hearted when you are the young master?" A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth: "If I could pull out this thorn in my side, I wouldn't be stingy, but now... I can't do it for the time being."

"Why?" Yue'er became more and more curious.

"Everyone knows that Tianyuanfang and Baixuan Pavilion are at odds. If I destroy Tianyuanfang, everyone will suspect us." Lin Xuan said lightly.

"But killing old monster Fang won't Li Yaogong think so?"

"I might think about it, but in this case, the other party is not sure. When Mr. Fang was in Yunzhou, he didn't have any enemies. Now that he has lost the protection of the main altar, it is normal for him to be killed. At least Liyao Palace will not The suspicion is only on us, not to mention that this guy is at odds with the Great Elder, and Li Yaogong may not sincerely avenge him."

After listening to Lin Xuan's analysis, Yue'er felt that it was reasonable, and indeed the young master was more thoughtful.

While talking to Yue'er, Lin Xuan turned into a startling rainbow, but after a stick of incense, he left Jiaomang Mountain and returned to Fuyang City.