Chapter 139: Battle (Part 2)

Zhang Lan and the other two began to surround and kill the abandoned camp.

After a while, a white-robed monk rushed out of the camp.

The Taoist robe he wore was gorgeous and looked expensive, but he was covered in mud and tattered after fleeing for half a month.

His face was similar to the portrait that Mo Hua had seen, but he was much older and his skin was falling off.

It seemed that because he had not collected the essence, the evil power backfired and his face began to age and decay.

It was indeed the evil cultivator who practiced the collection and replenishment technique.

After Zhang Lan and the other two confirmed it, they didn't say a word and started to fight directly without any mercy.

The evil cultivator cursed and started to fight.

The battle between the two sides was about to break out.

Mo Hua hid far away and secretly watched them fight.

Zhang Lan was a spiritual cultivator, good at water-based spells, and his power was not bad. He cast spells from a distance, and water-shaped sword energy condensed and attacked the evil cultivator continuously.

Situ Fang and Situ Xiu are both physical cultivators, and they both practice swordsmanship.

Situ Fang's sword is thin and light, with light green spiritual power wrapped around it, and the sword moves quickly and densely. Situ Xiu's sword opens and closes widely, using spiritual power to stimulate the body, and the whole body stimulates light golden light.

The two of them fought in close combat, and held back the evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator seemed to be a physical cultivator as well, with a strong blood and vigor. The weapon he used was an iron fan, on which a beautiful woman was painted with thin silk threads.

When the iron fan was waved, it would emit pink spiritual power fluctuations.

No wonder he was an evil cultivator, even the color of his spiritual power was not decent...

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

The evil cultivator's cultivation should be at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and he was no match for Zhang Lan and the other two, but he had good body skills, and he could deal with the attacks of Situ and the other two, and he could also try to avoid Zhang Lan's water-shaped sword energy.

But no matter how good his body skills were, he gradually couldn't hold on under the siege of the three.

Every time he was hit by a sword, his injury became more serious, and every time Situ Fang chopped him, he bled more.

Moreover, the light green spiritual power at the wound was still preventing his wound from healing.

After a while, the evil cultivator was hit by Zhang Lan's sword energy and fell to the ground, motionless.

Mo Hua did not act rashly until he saw Zhang Lan lock the evil cultivator with shackles, and then he ran out.

"Did he die?" Mo Hua asked.

"No, this beast is still strong."

Mo Hua scanned with his spiritual sense and found that the spiritual power in the evil cultivator's body was still flowing.

"Are all evil cultivators so strong?" Mo Hua asked.

Zhang Lan said: "Not all of them, but most of them are difficult to deal with. Although the evil way of cultivation has great disadvantages, it is also powerful. Otherwise, so many people would not have fallen into the evil way."

Mo Hua nodded.

The evil cultivator had been caught, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Situ Xiu asked, "What should we do next?"

Zhang Lan kicked the evil cultivator, "Take this beast back and send it to the Daoting Division. After the interrogation, convict it according to the law. There will also be an explanation to Master An."

"Master An?" Mo Hua glanced at Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan let the cat out of the bag and looked up at the sky, pretending that he had said nothing.

Situ Fang and Situ Xiu cut down a few trees, made a raft, put the evil cultivator on it, and prepared to drag it back.

Mo Hua stared at the evil cultivator for a long time, and suddenly kindly reminded him:

"Break his legs."

"Ah?" Situ Fang was stunned.

"The meridians will also be destroyed, and the sea of ​​qi will also be broken!"

Situ Fang was dumbfounded.

This child, how can he say terrible things with a cute face...

Zhang Lan thought about it, "It makes sense."

Situ Fang hesitated, "The person has been captured and has no ability to resist. If we do this, aren't we abusing our rights..."

"We just temporarily restrained him, it doesn't count as a capture." Mo Hua corrected.

"Will this work..." Situ Fang hesitated.

Zhang Lan had already drawn his sword and was about to cut the evil cultivator's meridians.

Mo Hua didn't understand before, why did Zhang Lan, who was obviously a spiritual cultivator, need a sword? He thought it was just for showing off.

Now he understands that even if he is a spiritual cultivator, he can use only magic and have a knife or sword to prepare for emergencies.

At least it is much more convenient to cut people's meridians.

But before Zhang Lan's sword stabbed down, the evil cultivator suddenly opened his eyes, shook his hands, and the chain fell off.

Zhang Lan's eyes focused, and the sword accelerated.

The evil cultivator twisted his body and avoided the vitals, and the sword only scratched a layer of blood.

"Be careful!" Zhang Lan shouted.

The moment the evil cultivator opened his eyes, Mo Hua had already retreated a few feet away.

When he scanned with his spiritual sense before, he felt that the evil cultivator's spiritual power fluctuations were strange.

But he didn't expect that this evil cultivator was so scheming and so tough. He was already covered in wounds before, but he still had the strength to resist.

The evil cultivator dodged Zhang Lan's sword and thrust his palm straight at Zhang Lan's face.

Zhang Lan's face hardened, and he stepped back to dodge. At this distance, he didn't have time to use magic, so he could only thrust his sword backhand.

The evil cultivator did not respond at all. His body flashed and he appeared beside Situ Xiu who was holding a knife to chop.

Situ Xiu originally wanted to attack from behind while the evil cultivator was not paying attention, but he did not expect that the evil cultivator had already noticed and used strange body movements to go around him.

He failed to sneak attack and was attacked by the evil cultivator. He was hit in the ribs by a palm, spitting blood and flying to the side.

This palm was painful to the heart, and the strange spiritual power penetrated into the internal organs with the force.

Situ Xiu realized at this time that this evil cultivator had not tried his best before!

But he knew it a little too late. In a short time, he had no strength to fight again.

Situ Fang also drew his knife and chopped at the evil cultivator. After a few moves, he suddenly found that his whole body was sore and weak. The meridians in his body were corroded by the pink evil spiritual power, and his own spiritual power could not be circulated.

The spiritual power of this evil cultivator is poisonous!

It was not discovered during the previous battle. After a long time, the poison gradually took effect.

Situ Fang forced himself to gather energy, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at the evil cultivator with resentment.

The evil cultivator licked his lips, looked at Situ Fang and said, "Not bad!"

He hadn't gathered energy for a month.

He needed to vent his evil fire and also needed to gather spiritual energy.

The evil cultivator's eyes wandered over Situ Fang, his heart was swaying, and when he was distracted for a moment, a light blue sword energy directly pierced his shoulder.

The evil cultivator was extremely angry, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head to look.

Not far away, Zhang Lan put his fingers together to form a sword, looking at him coldly.

There is still a tough guy.

The evil cultivator gathered his thoughts. If he didn't get rid of Zhang Lan, he still couldn't get away.

Even if he ran away, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long in this dangerous Black Mountain.

His body was depleted, and his evil fire was growing, so he needed to gather energy.

As long as he killed Zhang Lan...

The evil cultivator's eyes flashed fiercely, and he ran straight to Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan's heart trembled, such a fast body movement!

This evil cultivator's body movement is faster and more weird than before. Did he really hold back before...

"Okay, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Zhang Lan's eyes focused, and he performed the Falling Flower Step. Suddenly, there were many figures, as graceful as falling flowers.

The evil cultivator was surprised.

This cultivator from the Taoist Court was not inferior to him in body movement.

He was a flower thief who made a living by body movement!

The evil cultivator was in a dilemma, but he had to fight. He fought with Zhang Lan for more than ten rounds, but still did not hurt Zhang Lan.

And Zhang Lan had already figured out his strengths and weaknesses. Between advancing and retreating, he still had time to condense sword energy and deter the evil cultivator.

Just when Zhang Lan wanted to catch the evil cultivator's flaw and finish him off with sword energy, the evil cultivator suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Lan released his consciousness, but still did not feel anything.

Suddenly, he became alert, looked at Mo Hua in the distance, and shouted: "Be careful!"

At the same time, a shadow flashed behind Mo Hua, and the evil cultivator appeared, with a hoarse and fierce voice:

"Little ghost, are you going to break my leg?"