Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 84 Exchange
One hit.

Lu Zhong suppressed the impulse in his heart, retreated and sacrificed the Mo Jingshield.

Without the slightest hesitation, the magical power of the water pattern cover was activated.

With a flash of azure blue aura, an eggshell-like shield enveloped his entire body, causing the face of the assassin who was about to rush over to change, and he stopped his forward steps.

The assassin stared at Lu Zhong viciously, wishing he could shatter into pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart, suppressed his anger and said, "I was wrong, how did you find me?"

Lu Zhong didn't even think about it, he sneered and said, "If you want to know, I'll burn it to you after you die!"

"Okay, okay!" The Broken Arm Assassin said two good words in a row. After all, this place is inside Fangshi, and he was ambushed by the target and broke his arm. Now the murderous intention gradually receded, and the intention to retreat was born, so he said: "Your Excellency's means Learned, there will be a report in the next day!"

After speaking, he pulled away and wanted to retreat.

"If you want to leave, it's not that easy!" Lu Zhong shouted violently, and immediately sent Qingshuang Sword to intercept him.

Not to be outdone, the assassin swung his backhanded black sword like a wind, resisting Lu Zhong's attack, and at the same time sarcastically said: "However, even the fifth floor of Qi Refining may not be able to stop me, even if you sneak attack and break my arm, It would be fantastic to want to use this to keep me!"

Lu Zhong didn't talk nonsense with him, the sword formula in his hand kept changing, and he launched a stormy attack on the assassin.

"It's obviously a casual cultivator, how can it be so difficult?"

The assassin cursed secretly, and had the illusion of fighting with the disciples of the family.

Especially the hand sword formula, which is almost the same as that of the outer disciples of Jin Hongzong.

Not to mention the cold air on the flying sword, every time the sword is swung, part of it will be transmitted, and now the remaining arm is gradually numb, and even the movement of the spiritual power has begun to appear unsmooth.

The assassin wanted to retreat several times, but Lu Zhong kept stalking him. With his water pattern cover, he could only attack but not fire at full strength, and he didn't have the momentum to stop at all.

After fighting for a while, the assassin was even more astonished. The target's spiritual power was extremely strong, and his cultivation at the fifth level of Qi Refining could be used up against his own at the seventh level. Considering that the fighting skills of the two were at the junction of the third and fourth rings , Fang City Law Enforcement Team will come faster than usual.

"It seems that it is impossible to retreat completely!"

The assassin was also decisive. After making up his mind to retreat, he gritted his teeth and took out a paper man from his storage bag, and threw it at Lu Zhong. of.

The paper figurine fluttered to the ground, and streaks of light and mist exploded.

Immediately, figures emerged from the mist.

Scholars, outsiders, peasant women...

All of them were lifelike, except that his face was terribly pale, and his cheeks were so red that they were about to bleed.

"Paper figurine?"

Lu Zhong's complexion changed. This is a well-known magical secret technique. It is said that the body and soul of a living person are refined into paper. The process is not only bloody, but also extremely cruel.

I didn't expect to meet him today.

Lu Zhong looked at the assassin who was running farther and farther, and gave up his plan to catch up, and instead fought against the paper figurine in front of him.The shell of the paper figurine is as strong as fine steel, and even a magic weapon cannot be cut off with one blow.

Slash one after another.

There was only a sound of "噗嗤", and the leading "Yuanwai" paper figurine was finally cut off in half by Feijian.

It can be seen that at the fracture site, except for the hard paper shell on the outside, it is full of rotten and smelly flesh and blood. A pungent and unpleasant stench rushed into the mouth and nose, making people's stomach feel overwhelmed by the smell.

Fortunately, the existence of the water pattern cover can keep these stench out.

While dealing with these clumsy paper figurines, Lu Zhong manipulated the Qingshuang Sword to attack them.

After a while, most of the paper figurines fell down.

Suddenly, his face changed slightly.

Recalling the Cyan Frost Sword, he found that it was rusty and corroded. It was no wonder that it became more and more difficult to control it, because the magic circle engraved on the surface was seriously damaged.

The reason lies in the flesh and blood of the paper man.

Those rotten and smelly flesh and blood were extremely filthy, and the Qingshuang Sword was only stained with a dozen breaths, and it was about to be scrapped.

Keeping this lesson in mind, Lu Zhong did not use the Chi Yang method of swordsmanship to fight the paper figurine, but chose to use the Qingyang fire rain method to attack, and received good results.

When the last paper figurine fell to the ground, the Fang City Law Enforcement Team finally arrived.

Lin Yunhua led the team. In addition to the nine law enforcement members, there was also a middle-aged man with a gloomy face in the team. The aura on his body was already perfect in the late stage of Qi refining, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

When he saw the wreckage of paper figurines in the bamboo forest courtyard, his expression changed a few times.

"Moxiu?" There was obvious surprise in the middle-aged man's voice.

Ask Lu Zhong what happened just now, he swished a few spells into the broken arm, and immediately the broken arm started to burn, and after the broken arm shot out a bloody light, he chased after him.

A quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man turned back again and brought back a corpse.

"Do you think this is the man?"

The facial features of the corpse were blurred, only the eyes, ears, mouth and nose could be seen barely, but the appearance could not be distinguished at all, and there was no way to judge the origin by the appearance, so he turned back.

Lu Zhong carefully sensed the breath of the corpse, and found that it was really the assassin who had just escaped.

The breath cannot be said to be similar, it can be said to be exactly the same.

On the broken arm of the corpse, blue frost continued to condense, which was caused by the residual cold air of the blue frost, which made him more convinced of his judgment.

Making a judgment in his heart, Lu Zhong nodded to the middle-aged man and said:

"Yes, it's him."

Saying that, he also picked up the Qingshuang sword, arousing a burst of Qingshuang cold air.

to prove that what he said was true.

"Good! Good!" The middle-aged man became excited for some reason, looked at Lu Zhong one more time in a blink of an eye, and suddenly smiled, "Do you know who this is?"

"Please enlighten me!" Lu Zhong cupped his hands.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Qian Mian Lang's master, the old man Qian Mian!" The middle-aged man pointed to the face with blurred features and said excitedly.

An old man with thousands of faces, the Chihu Gold Medal Assassin who was wanted by Jin Hongzong.

Relying on the miraculous disguise technique, as well as his cultivation in the late stage of Qi refining, he even assassinated a disciple of the Golden Rainbow Sect.

Although it was only a serious injury, it also became famous because of it. Unexpectedly, it fell down today.

"It's also because of the bad luck of the thousand-faced old man. Not only was his arm accidentally cut off by the target, but he also happened to meet me out to do some errands. It can be said that his doom has come to an end."

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man looked at Lu Zhong with a smile and said, "Do you know why I say these things?"

Lu Zhong's heart skipped a beat, as if he had guessed something.

Before he could speak, the middle-aged man took the initiative to point it out, and said loudly: "You must be a smart person too, so let's open the skylight and speak clearly. I, Li Yuanfeng, set up an ambush to kill this thousand-faced old man, and all the credit is due to him." If it should be attributed to me, Li Yuanfeng, I don't know how you would admit this statement?"

When speaking, he also showed a token with the words "Golden Rainbow Sect" impressively inscribed on it.

When Lu Zhong saw it, he thought to himself that this thousand-faced old man was really unlucky.

First he had his arm cut off in a sneak attack, and he was extremely unlucky to meet such a disciple of the sect.

The credit for killing the thousand-faced old man is actually of little use to him. If he exchanged it for a reward, it is estimated that there will not be many spirit stones in his hands, and he will have to bear the possible revenge.

So it's not as good.
Thinking of the tracking spell that Li Yuanfeng used just now, he couldn't help but feel moved.

(End of this chapter)