Chapter 575 Broken Arm Iron Hook

The stronger Qingyang's strength, the more Sang Fan, the soul-catcher, believed that Qingyang had a rare treasure, and the more he was unwilling to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But at the same time, he also knew that Qingyang's strength should not be underestimated. Being able to kill his second brother showed that Qingyang's strength was not much lower than his own. If we count the powerful sword formation just now, the large group of spirit bees in front of him, and even the demon monkey in the cave that had not recovered from its injuries...

Squeak...

Sang Fan, the soul-catcher, could not help but take a breath of cold air. With this calculation, he not only had no hope of winning, but might even be surrounded and killed by the other party. Once this kid recovered and transferred all the resources to him, he would not be able to take any rare treasure, and even survived. Thinking of this, Sang Fan, the soul-catcher, could not help but have the idea of ​​retreating.

Although there was a brotherly relationship between him and his second brother, they were not blood brothers after all. Now that he could not protect himself, the brotherly relationship could only be put aside. Of course, treasures are good, but you have to be alive to use them. If you know you can't beat the other party, you still want to take the treasure. Isn't that stupid?

The soul-catching Sang Fan has been in the outer sea for so many years. He has offended countless people and encountered countless dangers. The reason why he has been alive until now is because of his eyesight. He has always been soft when he meets the strong and bullies the weak. He is very slippery.

Now that he knows that he is not Qingyang's opponent, he will naturally not take the risk of fighting hard. Besides, he is not a cultivator from Jiuzhou Continent. After his second brother died, he is unfamiliar with the place here. If he gets injured while taking the treasure, where can he stay?

Thinking of this, the soul-catching Sang Fan couldn't help but be distracted. The alcoholic queen bee seized the opportunity and commanded several teams of alcoholic bees to launch a series of attacks on him. Sang Fan, the soul-catcher, was in danger all of a sudden. He was almost stung by a purple-backed alcoholic bee. The situation was getting worse and worse. Seeing that Qingyang, who was not far away, was about to rush over, Sang Fan, the soul-catcher, knew that he could not wait any longer. He activated several fire spirit talismans and threw them at the alcoholic bee swarm, and then he quickly fled to the back.

Sang Fan, the soul-catcher, wanted to escape, but Qingyang was unwilling to let him go easily. He issued an order to the alcoholic bee queen, and then the entire alcoholic bee swarm surrounded Sang Fan, the soul-catcher, regardless of the attack of the fire spirit talisman.

Several fire spirit talismans burned several alcoholic bees to death, but under the desperate siege of the alcoholic bee swarm, Sang Fan, the soul-catcher, still did not escape the encirclement. After a slight delay, Qingyang had already rushed to the front and quickly raised the magic sword to join the battle.

The strength of the alcoholic bee swarm is not weak, but it is difficult to hurt the soul-snatching master Sang Fan. Because of the lack of attack methods, the alcoholic bees must get close to the enemy to launch an attack. As long as the opponent defends more tightly and does not let the alcoholic bees get too close, they can temporarily resist the attack of the swarm.

Qingyang does not have this problem. He only needs to use the sword formation to attack from a distance to cause great trouble to the soul-snatching master Sang Fan. Under the double attack of Qingyang and the alcoholic bee swarm, the distance and the nearness cooperate with each other, and the situation on the field is more favorable to Qingyang.

The soul-snatching master Sang Fan was immediately anxious. What should he do? I didn't expect this group of spirit bees to be so difficult to deal with, and I didn't expect the kid on the opposite side to be so powerful. It's really a loss. Not only did my second brother lose his life, but if he doesn't deal with it properly, I'm afraid he won't be able to get away with it this time.

It's better to keep the green mountains alive than to worry about the firewood. The longer the time drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be to yourself. In any case, you have to escape first. The soul-catching Sang Fan is indeed an old man. Although he is anxious, he is not confused at all. When Qingyang attacked, his broken arm suddenly made a loud noise, and then the hook on the broken arm shot out and attacked Qingyang's heart.

Qingyang was about to attack the soul-catching Sang Fan with all his strength, but he didn't expect that the hook on the opponent's broken arm was also a sharp weapon for attack, and it could fly out to attack. Qingyang was immediately shocked. At such a close distance, if he didn't deal with it properly, he might become a dead soul at the bottom of the hook.

Qingyang's reaction was not slow. He quickly stopped his body and blocked the broken arm iron hook with the three-element sword formation that was originally intended to attack the soul-catching Sang Fan. The soul-catching Sang Fan seemed to know that his attack would not cause much trouble to Qingyang. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the broken arm iron hook blocked Qingyang, he quickly took out a jade talisman from the object-accepting talisman, injected his true essence and pinched it with his hand. A trace of space fluctuation flashed around, and the figure of the soul-catching Sang Fan disappeared on the spot.

The soul-catching Sang Fan disappeared, and the alcoholic bee colony suddenly lost its target. They didn't know what to do next, so they could only spread out to look for the enemy.

Qingyang used the sword formation to break the broken arm iron hook, but found that the enemy had disappeared. If he had encountered this situation before, Qingyang would definitely have no way to deal with it and could only let the other party escape. Now that he has learned to fly with a sword, Qingyang has a certain means of dealing with it.

With the ability of the soul-catching Sang Fan, it is unlikely that he has a high-level escape talisman, and the distance of escape will not be too far, so Qingyang sacrificed the flying sword and jumped onto the flying sword. The flying sword took him to a height of dozens of feet, looking around for the figure of the soul-catching Sang Fan.

As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the farther you can see. As soon as he rose into the air, Qingyang found the soul-catching Sang Fan hundreds of feet away. At this time, the effect of the escape talisman had just disappeared. After revealing his figure, the soul-catching Sang Fan roughly identified the direction and rushed towards the distance.

How could Qingyang let the other party go so easily? He hurriedly controlled the flying sword and chased after the soul-catching Sang Fan from a high position. The fastest speed of flying with a flying sword can be compared with the speed of attacking with a flying sword. Although there is a living person on the sword, the speed is not much slower, especially from a high position, the momentum is even more amazing. In just a dozen breaths, he has already chased the opponent to a distance of seven or eight feet behind him. However, doing so also consumes an astonishing amount of spiritual thoughts and true essence. If the distance is farther, or the opponent escapes faster, Qingyang will be powerless.

For a foundation-building cultivator, a distance of seven or eight feet is almost the same as standing close to him. At this time, the soul-catching envoy also felt the enemy behind him, and couldn't help but feel dead. Is this guy still a human? Didn't he say that he had just broken through the foundation-building stage? How come the ability to fly with a flying sword is so strong?

The soul-catching envoy Sang Fan knew very well that as long as Qingyang accelerated, the flying sword would pierce his back, and then Qingyang could take his life. It was no use running away at this time, and it was too late to fly with the sword either. The only thing he could do was to turn around and resist.

The soul-catching Sang Fan remained calm in the face of danger, and rolled to the side on the spot, instantly moving four or five feet away, avoiding Qingyang's direct attack. At the same time, the Hantan Sword also flew into the air, spinning rapidly above the soul-catching Sang Fan's head. In a blink of an eye, the cold fog covered an area of ​​more than ten feet.