Chapter 160 Is This Guy a Swordsman?

When Chen Luo was resting in the mountain city, his defection from Shenhu Xianmen finally came to light. Elder Shenhuo Fengqu was furious when he realized that he had been deceived. He did not expect this person to be so cunning and ran away without saying a word. This made all the promises they made in front of the sect master go to waste.

The angry Elder Qu went to Wu Dao Peak and wanted to get an explanation from Master Wuwei.

"Wuwei, you must give the sect an explanation for this matter. Is this the disciple you taught? He has no overall perspective. In his eyes, does the sect still exist and does it have me?"

"roll!"

Elder Qu, who landed at Wu Dao Peak, was about to slap the hat on him. However, before he could finish his words, he was thrown away by a force coming from the cultivation hall at the top of the peak. The spiritual power in his body was in chaos, and he couldn't even maintain his posture in the air, and fell down from the sky.

Elder Qu fell down and was disgraced at the gate of the mountain. He stood up with an ugly face and glanced in the direction of Wu Dao Peak, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

‘At least in the late stage of foundation building, or even stronger. This guy is getting stronger again’

"Haha, you are such an idiot. You still want to show off at my Enlightenment Peak. Have your brains been kicked by a donkey? If you can kick the donkey of a foundation-building monk, you must introduce me to me."

At the foot of Enlightenment Peak, the crane laughed unbridledly in the wind. A group of Qi Refining Realm disciples were hiding far away. They wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. They could only lower their heads and twitch.

"Stupid crane!"

Elder Qu's face darkened, and after cursing, he waved his sleeves and returned to his Divine Fire Peak.

He didn't dare to go up to the Enlightenment Peak.

He didn't bother to care about this matter.

"Robbing my alchemy cauldron is not the end of the matter!!"

An angry roar came from the Medicine King Peak, and then a figure turned into a stream of light and flew away from the Medicine King Peak. Flying away all the way, heading towards the direction of Luxury Country.

Five days later.

In the old forest outside the mountain city, two figures fell from the sky. The night wind blew around, causing the leaves to sway like ghosts.

In the forest, three figures had already gathered here.

One of these three people has a haggard face and a head full of white hair. They are holding a baby's arm and chewing on it. The other two are a man and a woman. The woman looks like she is in her twenties, with dark hair hanging down. There were some tiny poisonous insects surrounding her. In her hand, a round gourd emitted purple gas, and the insects were attracted by the gas. The last person was a fat man. He was sitting on a grave in the forest, breathing black air. His face was full of flesh, and he was not a good person at first glance.

When the two people fell down, the three people stopped what they were doing at the same time and looked at the two people who fell down.

"If you don't come again, I won't do this business." The old monster who was chewing on the baby's arm said in a hoarse voice.

"It takes three days to come from the Immortal Sect, even by flying boat. The speed I came here is not too slow."

One of the two people who fell down spoke.

Under the light of the fire, the man's appearance was revealed. It is Elder An, the peak leader of the Immortal Sect Medicine King Peak in Shenhu Lake! This old guy is all about safety, but this time he didn't hesitate to take the risk to come here just to regain his alchemy cauldron.

That pill cauldron, which Chen Luo regarded as a second-level spiritual treasure, was worth more than expected.

High enough to make him, a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death, come to take risks.

"I don't care what your reasons are! It's a waste of our two days, so we need to pay more!" The fat man sitting on the tomb narrowed his eyes and said as soon as he spoke

"As long as I get my alchemy back, money is not a problem!"

Elder An's eyes fell on Shancheng.

The alchemy cauldron snatched away by Chen Luo has been refined by him for more than sixty years, and the aura on it cannot be erased in a day or two. In addition to tracking Chen Luo's location, these Tian'an elders also spent a lot of money to hire three murderers in the black market.

The three people sitting in the forest are the three strongest casual cultivators in the Seven Kingdoms. Each of them charges a high price, but Elder An doesn't care. As the peak master of Yaowang Peak, the most important thing he lacks is money!

Calling these people here is just for stability.

He didn't believe that the four major foundation builders could not defeat a newcomer who had just broken through.

"As agreed in advance, I am only responsible for setting up the formation to prevent the other party from escaping." The Qi Refining monk who was following Elder An suddenly said something.

He can face the four major foundation builders without changing his expression because he is a first-level formation master.

Among the four arts of cultivating immortals, this is the profession that requires the most talent.

Among immortal cultivators, formation masters have the most transcendent status, because they have had extremely terrifying records. There was once a second-level formation master in the foundation-building stage who, with the power of the formation, trapped an ancestor of the core formation for more than 100 years. Year. Although the second-level formation mage was later reduced to ashes by the ancestor of the Pill Formation, this did not prevent the formation mage's reputation from spreading.

You can imagine the impact of cross-level fights, foundation building versus pill formation.

"According to the deal, you go and set up the formation, the rest has nothing to do with you."

Elder An waved his hand and sent the first-order formation mage away. Although the other party was only in the Qi Refining Realm, he was very arrogant. Elder An didn't like the arrogant look in his eyes.

"A junior who has just established a foundation. Without the accumulation of magical powers and the fighting experience of a foundation-building monk, I can defeat him by myself." The fat monk stood up and said.

This is not blind confidence, but a common understanding in the world of immortality.

After the Qi-refining cultivators advance to the foundation-building stage, they need time to settle down, get familiar with the magical powers of the foundation-building period, and adapt to the fighting methods of different stages.

"I like to eat geniuses the most."

The withered old man grinned, and the bloodshot at the corners of his mouth looked even more ferocious under the reflection of the firelight.

"The three spiritual roots can build the foundation so quickly, there must be a secret on him. I don't care about other things, but the secrets on him must belong to me." The insect-controlling woman said calmly.

Due to the transaction requirements, Elder An has sold all the information that Chen Luo could find after he joined the Shenhu Immortal Sect to these three people.

"It depends on your ability. Whoever grabs it will own it."

The withered old man and the fat monk are not stupid, so they naturally cannot give in.

The four stood on the top of the mountain for a while, until a wave of fluctuations came from the periphery of the mountain city below, and Elder An was relieved.

With the arrangement of the formation master, the possibility of the other party's escape was completely eliminated.

"Do it."

As soon as the voice fell, he took the lead and flew down. He took out a small square seal, which was full of mana and momentum. The three foundation-building casual cultivators behind him also flew in. Four figures entered the formation at the same time and entered the mountain city.

It was midnight.

A dark cloud covered the bright moon in the sky, and the mountain city, which was still bright, was completely plunged into darkness. After the night watchman finished his shift, he went home to sleep. The whole mountain city was quiet. There was no noise except the sound of insects and dogs.

In the corner of the mountain city, there was a shabby inn, and the wooden plaque swayed gently in the night wind.

Most of the guests in the rooms had already gone to bed, only the guest room in the northwest corner, where the oil lamp was still swaying, and the dim light was reflected through the paper-cut window, and a figure could be vaguely seen.

In the room, Chen Luo, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

He frowned and glanced at the scene outside the window, and the external brain in his mind suddenly became active.

‘There is a formation fluctuation. ’

The brain of the hanging formation master found in Guoshan County gave feedback.

Formation?

Chen Luo stood up and walked to the window. His eyes followed the window on the second floor to the distant city wall, and he faintly saw the slight fluctuations coming from there. This formation is internal, and normally people in the city cannot see it, but Chen Luo has the brain of a foundation formation master, and the formation sense is very sharp, and he can see something wrong at a glance.

"Are you coming for me?"

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes. He was the only cultivator in the city, and the target couldn't be more obvious. No matter what the other party's purpose was, it was not his habit to be beaten passively.

"From the arrangement of the formation, there should be a formation master sitting outside the city. Killing him can supplement my blank formation knowledge."

Chen Luo took a step forward and walked out of the window, with an inexplicable aura on his body. After studying the magic skills for so many days, I can finally try it out.

Street in the mountain city.

The four people who came in lost their sense of Chen Luo at the same time.

"The aura disappeared."

"Very sharp!"

"I am more and more curious about the secrets on him."

The three independent cultivators dispersed. They were all independent cultivators, and they believed in themselves the most.

For them, this was a massacre of the strong bullying the weak. All they had to do was to find the target, then kill the other party and snatch the secrets from the other party. By the way, they would complete the task issued by Elder An and make some extra money.

"Want to run? In order to deal with you, I even invited a formation master."

Elder An also had a grim smile on his face. He remembered the scene when Chen Luo didn't give him face on Yaowang Peak. Today, when he got the chance, he would not only kill this person, but also take back all the lost face!

He walked slowly towards the direction of the inn where the aura disappeared before, and the square seal in his hand kept flashing. As long as there was anything wrong, he could use the seal in his hand.

A second-level magic weapon is definitely not something a young man who has just established his foundation can have.

"Why are you following me?"

The withered old man walked for a while and suddenly stopped. The fat monk behind him was also on this road, and both of them chose this direction.

"What a joke, it's you who blocked my way."

"If that newly promoted foundation-building cultivator wants to escape, he will definitely go through the west gate. Instead of wandering around, it's better to wait and see." The withered old man turned his head and looked at the fat monk, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Physical cultivator!

This fat man is the type that he, a magic cultivator, hates to deal with the most.

"You and I are both"

Puff! !

Suddenly, a gust of wind cut through the darkness and flew towards the neck of the withered old man at a very fast speed. Only a flash of light was seen, and a layer of spiritual light rose from the withered old man's body, and dense black runes lit up on his body, and the flying gusts were directly dispersed by these runes.

On the other side, the fat monk was also hit by several wind gusts, but fortunately he had thick skin and flesh, and these wind gusts only made him retreat a few steps, and did not hurt the root.

This sudden sneak attack startled both of them.

Then they were furious.

They didn't expect that the prey that they were supposed to kill would actually attack them.

"Get out of here!!"

The withered old man shouted, and then he stretched out his hand and pressed in the direction of the wind. A piece of black baby hand bone flew out from his palm. After the bone arm rotated a circle, it exploded in the air, forming a black skull. The cold spiritual power rolled into a white flame and swept over in a range attack.

"Be careful!"

The fat monk who was originally preparing to attack together suddenly felt a threat of death in his heart, and he rolled subconsciously. The next moment, a sharp sword energy burst out from the side and back. The withered old man who had just used his magical power to attack, did not even have time to react, and was swept by the sword energy from the shoulder blade.

With a sound of "Puff", the sword energy was crisscrossed.

The head was separated!

The head full of incredible flew directly and fell into the hands of the opponent.

Sword energy?

This kid is a sword cultivator? ! Such important news, that old ghost An did not say.

The fat monk who escaped the disaster felt a chill in his heart. Looking at Chen Luo who suddenly appeared in front of him, he no longer had the confidence he had before.