Chapter 113 Qi Chang's Trump Card

Xiao Lin showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, but when Qi Chang saw this smile, he looked thoughtful.

The Seven Blades in Xiao Lin's hand flew out and met the flaming sword that shot towards him, and entangled with it. As for the flying sword and the silver hairpin magic weapon sent by Qi Chang, Xiao Lin was not worried, but directly controlled the Qingjin Shield to meet the silver hairpin magic weapon. As for the flying sword sent by Qi Chang, he gave it to the Xuyuan Spirit Shield.

Xiao Lin knew that with his current serious loss of mana, he could not last long in the face of two people. Now that the Wu monk had been killed by him, as long as he killed one more person, there would be no suspense for him to win this fight. Xiao Lin looked at Qi Chang with a cold look, which made Qi Chang shudder in his heart.

He stretched out his right hand, and nine fireballs suddenly floated out from the palm of Xiao Lin's hand. Seeing the nine fireballs, the female cultivator surnamed Jiang couldn't help but twitch her eyelids. She had seen the power of the fireballs with her own eyes. The power was definitely greater than the full force of her Fire Spirit Sword. Even if she had a high-level defensive magic weapon, she had no confidence that she could resist it.

However, although the female cultivator surnamed Jiang had already greeted Qi Chang's three generations of ancestors in her heart, she also knew that now was not the time to turn against him. She had to bite the bullet and pour all her magic power into the defensive magic weapon in front of her. The embroidered silk handkerchief immediately emitted dark red silk threads that fell down and wrapped the body of the female cultivator surnamed Jiang in it.

After taking a look at the pale face of the female cultivator surnamed Jiang, Xiao Lin's face was cold. At this moment, he had no sympathy for her. In this cruel world of cultivation, sympathy would only lead to his own fall. Moreover, since he embarked on the road of cultivation, there were more than one beautiful female cultivators who plotted against him, so Xiao Lin threw all nine fireballs at the female cultivator surnamed Jiang without hesitation.

Looking at the nine purple-red fireballs that were shot in succession, the female cultivator surnamed Jiang's face became paler and paler, but now she had no other choice but to pin her hopes on the defensive magic weapon in front of her. Even at this moment, she recalled her past in her mind.

At the age of eight, after being diagnosed with a true spiritual root of fire attribute, she became a favorite in the family all of a sudden. After ten years of practice, she practiced the basic skills to the eighth level, and then was fully recommended by the family to enter Qianling Mountain, one of the five major sects, and became an outer disciple.

Although her realm is not outstanding among the 20,000 outer disciples, she is still in her twenties and has some hope of building a foundation before the age of thirty, so she is full of confidence.

After all, in the sect, except for a few abnormal people who are almost 100% able to build a foundation, the probability of building a foundation for the rest of the outer disciples is roughly the same. As long as they can enter the state of great perfection of Qi Refining, the sect will generally issue a foundation pill.

As for whether they can go further and enter the foundation-building stage, it depends on their personal opportunities. She thinks that she has always had good luck since she was a child and has not suffered any setbacks. She is also full of confidence in her future.

As long as she can go further and enter the great perfection of Qi Refining, she believes that she will be able to successfully build a foundation. At that time, she will not only become an inner disciple of the sect and enjoy more cultivation resources, but also become the pillar of the family and enjoy the full supply of family resources.

But at this moment, her confidence was shaken. Facing the cultivator in front of her, she felt ashamed for the first time. This feeling was like a loser meeting a genius. She felt inferior from the bottom of her heart. She even felt that the cultivator in front of her was no less than those perverted outer disciples in the sect.

"Is he really just a casual cultivator?" This question suddenly appeared in the mind of the female cultivator surnamed Jiang.

"Puff puff puff." A series of fireballs hit the red light curtain and exploded one after another. After each fireball exploded, the light on the red light curtain dimmed a little. After all nine fireballs exploded, the light of the embroidered silk handkerchief had already dissipated, and then floated to the ground.

But before the female cultivator surnamed Jiang could infuse her magic power into the silk handkerchief again, she saw a series of nine fireballs shooting towards her again, and they were in front of her in the blink of an eye.

Sister Jiang's face turned pale at this moment, and her eyes were filled with fear. The past years of cultivation flashed through her mind like an image. She couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile, and then gently closed her eyes.

Seeing the miserable face of the female cultivator surnamed Jiang and the dead look in her eyes, Xiao Lin inexplicably felt a little bit of pity in his heart, but this pity only existed for a moment and was thrown out of his mind. If it was him who closed his eyes and waited for death at this moment, would this female cultivator surnamed Jiang let him go? The answer is obvious, that is, no.

Although Xiao Lin is not a bad person by nature, he will not have a woman's mercy. The road of cultivation is originally a narrow road paved with dead bones. Today, the female cultivator surnamed Jiang has become a dead bone on this road. Then in the future, maybe he will lie not far in front of her.

The fireball naturally turned the female cultivator named Jiang into ashes. Even her soul did not escape from her body and was burned completely by the fireball. However, under the control of Xiao Lin's mind, the fireball did not explode, thus retaining the storage bag on her waist and falling to the ground.

Qi Chang's face flashed with inexplicable horror. He didn't seem to expect that in just a moment, his sister Jiang also fell into the hands of the person in front of him, and even her soul didn't escape. This made him tremble with fear, and his eyes were full of fear.

Almost without thinking, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a palm-sized small sword floated out of it. As soon as the small sword came out of the storage bag, a hazy green rune flashed on the sword body, which was extremely gorgeous. The small sword shot towards Xiao Lin, and the speed was surprisingly fast, three times faster than the general flying magic weapon.

At the same time, Qi Chang's face was full of determination. He took out a black pill from the storage bag, and his face showed a slight hesitation, and then threw the pill into his mouth.

Although Xiao Lin killed the female cultivator named Jiang, he never let down his guard against Qi Chang. On Cuihuo Island, he deliberately wanted to sneak attack from the side, but he was actually escaped by this person. So in Xiao Lin's opinion, this person is quite difficult to deal with.

Moreover, after what happened today, Xiao Lin already understood that it was a situation of either you or me between him and Qi Chang. Otherwise, if he escaped, he would bring an inner sect disciple from Qianling Mountain with him next time, and he would be in great danger.

Therefore, Xiao Lin was willing to kill him even if he wasted some of his vitality. The reason why he killed the cultivator surnamed Wu and the female cultivator surnamed Jiang first was that on the one hand, Xiao Lin was quite afraid of Qi Chang. If he could escape his deliberate sneak attack, he must have some trump cards. On the other hand, Xiao Lin did not want to force him into a desperate situation at the beginning and fight with him, so he stayed until the end.

But it was obvious that Qi Chang also saw Xiao Lin's thoughts. After the female cultivator surnamed Jiang died, he understood his own situation. If he did not use his real trump card, he would have to die today, so he did not hesitate any more. After the black pill entered his mouth, black flames suddenly emerged from his body, and Qi Chang's eyes also turned black strangely at this moment.

"Magic Dao techniques?" Xiao Lin exclaimed. This black flame was very similar to the legendary magic energy of the magic Dao. Xiao Lin never expected that a small Qi Refining cultivator would actually possess such a magic thing.

In the Tianlu Mountains, the five major sects controlled almost 80% to 90% of the cultivation resources. Moreover, the five major sects claimed to be the leaders of the righteous path and always hated the magic path. As long as they found someone practicing the magic Dao techniques, they would definitely send powerful cultivators in the sect to hunt them down.

Therefore, although there were occasional casual cultivators who practiced a little bit of the magic Dao techniques, as long as the news leaked out, basically within a few days, this person would disappear inexplicably. Although Xiao Lin knew that Qi Chang did not really practice the magic Dao techniques, the black pill he swallowed must be related to the magic Dao.

But he did not have time to consider the specific effects of the black pill. When the small sword with green runes flashing shot at him, Xiao Lin actually felt a palpitation for no reason, which made his face pale and bloodless in an instant.

Without even thinking about it, nine emerald green shields flashing with crystal green light appeared in front of him. At the same time, the sapphire shield also expanded to its limit, blocking behind the Void Spirit Shield.

As if he still felt that it was not safe enough, a hazy green light emerged from Xiao Lin's body. In the blink of an eye, the green light condensed into an eggshell-shaped light shield, wrapping him in it. At the same time, a two-foot-long, almost transparent shield jumped out of the storage bag and blocked outside the light shield.

Just after doing all this, the small sword flashing with a hazy green light hit the Void Spirit Shield. The emerald green shield condensed by the Void Spirit Shield actually broke silently one after another. The nine crystal-clear Void Spirit Shields seemed to be broken in an instant like nine pieces of thin paper.

Xiao Lin also saw that the surface of the crystal sword had many cracks. It was obvious that although it had broken through the nine virtual shields, it had lost its spiritual power, and the magic weapon was also seriously damaged.

But Xiao Lin's palpitation did not disappear, but became stronger. Xiao Lin's face turned pale, and he hurriedly stepped back a few steps, injecting the remaining magic power of his body into the sapphire shield frantically, but only half of it was injected, and the small sword hit the sapphire shield.

Suddenly, the small sword suddenly broke, followed by countless tiny lightning flashes, which instantly covered an area of ​​two feet.

"Little Thunderstorm? Is this a weapon talisman?" Xiao Lin was horrified, and his eyes showed fear. At the auction held by Babaozhai in Wuyin Xiancheng, he had seen a weapon talisman. The price of that weapon talisman was once hyped to a sky-high price, and even Xiao Lin had to give up in the end. He didn't expect that Qi Chang actually had such a magic weapon in his hand.

It lasted for half a cup of tea before the flashing lightning gradually dissipated.