Chapter 294: 2 versus 1

Shen Geng was lost. He knew the approximate location of Luanjing Mountain and flew all the way to the southwest. However, after arriving in Talang Kingdom, facing the overlapping mountains, he could not find his target. He wandered around without bumping into it. Zhang Suqin was constantly being monitored by the casual cultivators. . .

Shen Geng's eyes are broken and he always uses magic to see things. This is very difficult for ordinary Taoist priests. First, it is difficult to support the magic power. Second, seeing too many things disturbs the mind. But after five years of training, he While thinking about it, I slowly figured out a way to see things using only a small amount of mana, and now I'm used to it.

"Mu Xingqiu, Yang Qingyin, how come you two are together? Has the Yang family fallen to the point of becoming associated with mortals?" Shen Geng walked to the right. He was still a Taoist priest and was not used to staying too close. The distance, especially the fact that there was a blue curling stone behind him, also made him nervous. He didn't trust anyone.

"Speaking of depravity, the Yang family is ashamed in front of the Shen family." Yang Qingyin has prepared the spell, "Do you know that you have become a demon? Do you know that you are a magician now? I heard that you killed people in Yangshen Peak. He made many disciples.”

Shen Geng smiled, like a black bat flapping its wings across the treetops in a silent night, "Of course I am a magician. Do you think I don't know this? Yang Qingyin, you are as stupid as the idiots in Yangshen Peak. "

Yang Qingyin was furious and almost threw the fireball in her hand, but finally held back. She knew that the distance between the two parties was too close, less than fifty steps away. For a Taoist priest, this was almost like a close-up fight. , it is very likely that one move can determine the outcome.

Zuo Liuying said that Shen Geng had a murderous intention and had reached the realm of dining. The Taoist priest was no match for him. The only chance of victory for the two came from Mu Xingqiu's Frost Soul Sword, and Yang Qingyin could only play a supporting role. .

She took a breath and quietly put away the fireball in her hand, planning to concentrate on defense later. Lan Bingqu's enemies are unpredictable, so she can't be expected to step in and help.

Shen Geng raised his head and looked at the stars and moon in the night sky with blood-red eyes, "Dujiao is nowhere to be seen. The disciples of Yangshen Peak all thought this was a test from the Ancestor Peak. I was the only one who knew something big had happened. There are advantages to not having Dujiao. I can Entering and exiting the Patriarch's Tower at will, I saw the Dream-Rejecting Cauldron disappearing, which made me even more certain that Pangshan was in crisis. I sat in the Patriarch's Tower and thought about it day and night. Finally, the Third Patriarch showed me the message. The peak has been destroyed, the Nine Avenues have collapsed, and I must take a completely different path to save everything.

"So you are willing to be a magician?" Mu Xingqiu was ready to go, but he wanted to hear what Shen Geng had to say because he had too many doubts in his heart.

Shen Geng turned to look at Mu Xingqiu and spread his arms as if to welcome some kind of power into his body. "The Third Ancestor gave me a enlightenment: Since everyone is so afraid of the demons, why not just imitate the demons and learn from them?" What about power? I am a magician, but I am still sane. Not only am I practicing faster, my magic power is also stronger.

I am willing to fight the demons and protect the world, even if you don't understand me, or even disobey me and betray me. But I forgive you and give you a chance to repent to me. Follow my path. "

"The Yangshen Peak disciple you killed must be the one who refused to follow you." Mu Xingqiu already understood Shen Geng's change.

"Eleven people, their brains are as stubborn as stones. They don't believe me and want to gang up against me. I have no choice but to show them the benefits of magic cultivation." Shen Geng flicked his finger to the sky, "it disappeared into thin air."

"The remaining people are more honest. They are repenting in Yangshen Peak. After everything is settled, I will select suitable disciples from them to practice with me."

Lan Bingju, who was in the car, clapped her hands and said, "Pangshan really has a bright future. He has both mind science and magician priests. Who among the Nine Great Daoists can compare with Pangshan? But there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. You two should compare your skills first. Let me see which faction is more promising."

Shen Geng turned to Lan Bingke, "You said you would take me to Luanjing Mountain."

"Of course, I will meet Luanjingshan the day after tomorrow. Stay here. Then you will naturally meet Luanjingshan Taoist priests, and they will take you there."

Shen Geng didn't say anything more, but he didn't cast the spell immediately.

"Why are you going to Luanjing Mountain? Are you going to complain to your mother?" Yang Qingyin said sarcastically.

Shen Geng nodded, "Well, find my mother, she will be the first high-level Taoist priest in the Taoist tradition to support me, and we will work together to promote magic cultivation.

Shen Geng's spell came unexpectedly, without any warning. He seemed to be still in a slightly dazed state. Suddenly, two sharp blades appeared silently in the air, wrapped in translucent flowing cold light. They were far away from the two people opposite. Only ten steps away.

Yang Qingyin immediately summoned a bronze mirror and a bronze seal to block the two sharp blades respectively, giving Mu Xingqiu a chance to cast the spell.

But Mu Xingqiu didn't fight back, but just like her, he summoned a mirror and a seal.

Shen Geng is a first-level magician of Xia Xia. He is much more powerful than the two breathing Taoist priests. His four magical weapons can only barely block the sharp blades, and he didn't even use 50% of his magic power.

"This is not like the Mu Xingqiu I remember. Don't you like fighting very much? Don't you fight to the death? Where is your sword? Where is the power of your soul?" Shen Geng became more and more severe as he spoke, but He didn't strike again.

Yang Qingyin also glanced at Mu Xingqiu in confusion. She didn't know whether the two of them cooperated incorrectly or he had other ideas. The power of the soul should be available when there is a chance.

"The power of the soul cannot be used on you, it's too wasteful." Mu Xingqiu originally planned to use it, but he changed his mind at the last moment, "The Taoist of Dengzhu refused to teach me magic. Every time I cast a spell, it will damage the Frost Soul Sword."

Yang Qingyin was even more surprised. Even if Mu Xingqiu didn't want to use the Frost Soul Sword, there was no need to tell the truth.

Shen Geng obviously didn't believe it at all. His blood-red eyes were getting brighter and brighter. He didn't plan to reserve his strength for the next move.

"No, I hope you can teach me some mind illusion. I want to defeat Shen Geng with illusion."

The mountain was quiet for a while, and Lan Binghu sneered again, "Are you also possessed by the devil? Why should I teach you mind illusion? What's the benefit of helping you? Let Zuo Liuying get a powerful Pangshan disciple?"

"You said that even if I ascend to the third or fourth level of the illusion, I am still no match for the Taoist of Luanjing Mountain. This is definitely not Zuo Liuying's intention."

Lan Binghu thought for a while and shook his head. "No. The nine great sects may not be able to find a second person who knows more about mind illusion than me, but I won't teach you, nor will I teach anyone. I'll just let these spells rot in my stomach."

Mu Xingqiu sighed softly and said to Yang Qingyin: "There's no other way. We have to fight to the death."

Yang Qingyin nodded. She was ready long ago and even felt that Mu Xingqiu had wasted an opportunity.

Both sides attacked almost at the same time. Mu Xingqiu refused to use the Frost Soul Sword, and Shen Geng did not take out the Yang Shen Peak.

More than a dozen sharp blades shot at her, and Yang Qingyin summoned five magic weapons at the same time. Forming a five-layer shield, she was a Taoist priest of the seventh level of breathing, only one step behind Shen Geng's first level of Canxia, ​​but the strength was several times different, and the shield could not stop all the sharp blades.

Mu Xingqiu understood this and summoned three magic weapons at the beginning to assist Yang Qingyin's shield. At the same time, a black whip emerged from his right sleeve. Sticking to the weeds on the ground, he quickly rushed towards Shen Geng.

"Yes, whip, the most commonly used weapon in the Mind Science Department." Lan Binghu nodded slightly. "So you have already figured out how to use the long whip to break the Taoist's protective power."

Shen Geng originally wanted to step on the whip with one foot, but after hearing what Lan Binghu said, he immediately jumped up and shot a sharp blade at the tip of the whip.

Mu Xingqiu used all his strength to do two things at once. One of his thoughts was to control the long whip to chase Shen Geng, not letting him get too far away or rise too high, and the other was to command the three magic weapons and Yang Qingyin to work together to protect themselves.

Shen Geng was fighting with three inhaling Taoists. Although he still had the upper hand, he could not win immediately.

Lan Binghu watched for a while, frowning more and more, "I heard that you two are enemies, why are you fighting so politely? Shen Geng, aren't you a magician? Let me see where the magic is. Mu Xingqiu, sooner or later you will have to use the power of the soul, so you might as well take out the sword early, otherwise, when you die, the sword will still belong to me."

The fight was actually very thrilling and not polite at all. Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin stood still on the ground to save mana. With all their strength, they could only block the continuous sharp blades six or seven steps away. If they were not careful, they would be hit by the sharp blades.

The long whip did not pose much threat to Shen Geng in the air. No matter how they chased, they were always several feet away from him.

Lan Binghu was quite appreciative of the whip, and praised it: "I have read many records of mind illusion, but I have never practiced it. I wondered how special a whip could be, but it turns out there is such a way of fighting. This is evolved from the Nine Changes of Leading Beasts. The Nine Changes of Beasts, Breathing, Leaping, Flying, Crouching, Roaring, Stealing, Hiding and Dancing, are all used, but..." Lan Binghu shut up in time and just watched with a smile.

The fight did not last long, Shen Geng was tired. With his current ability, there was no need to entangle with the two breathing Taoists. Although Lan Binghu was a star-falling Taoist, she looked like she would remain neutral, and he had nothing to fear.

Shen Geng fell heavily to the ground, stretched out his right arm, and faced the enemy with his palm. His two blood-red eyes flashed, and the wind blew. A large patch of weeds in front of him withered instantly. Mu Xingqiu's long whip was like a small beast that saw a stronger enemy. The tip of the whip was raised high, hovering over Shen Geng's head without moving forward.

The seven sharp blades that Shen Geng had shot out before paused in the air for a moment, and unexpectedly became as soft as a whip, spreading out like a giant claw with seven fingers, fiercely grabbing the two Taoists who were breathing in air. ww. a. c

The sharp blades and giant claws were just a trick to attract attention. The void in the middle was the real magic spell. A powerful force broke through the protective shield composed of eight magic tools with a slight test.

Yang Qingyin shouted softly, and a huge fireball with a diameter of more than five or six feet blocked the two of them a few inches away. She wanted to use offense as defense to block Shen Geng's spell. She knew that she could only hold on for about one breath. The life and death of the two depended on the last blow of Mu Xingqiu's soul power.

Lan Binghu's eyes widened unconsciously.

The other three believed that Mu Xingqiu only had one choice left - to use the power of the soul, so when they saw his risky choice at the last moment, they couldn't help but be surprised.

Mu Xingqiu still refused to summon the Frost Soul Sword. He shook his shoulders violently, and the bald man fell down. He climbed the long whip and dodged the magic spell at an incredible speed, rushing towards Shen Geng.

As soon as Shen Geng appeared, his head felt a strong attraction. The moment the magician appeared, the attraction had grown to the point where he was desperate.

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