Qeng Ho Mage

Chapter 48

Hou Huaiyi shot down a sword, although it hit the target in the river, but he couldn't guarantee whether the target was dead or not.

Whether the target was Han Shouqian or Shi Xiao, he couldn't guess.

But it doesn't matter who it is, don't even think about escaping tonight.

Thinking of this, Hou Huaiyi flicked his cuffs and held out a big emerald green square banner.

Holding the flag in his hand, he stared coldly at the surface of the lava river.

The seven real texts inlaid on the streamer shone with aura, and looked like seven stars from a distance.

He meditated in his heart: "Come out, let me experience your dragon drawing skills!"

His will to fight is extremely high.

The target under the river also seemed to feel his provocation.

Whoa!

A vortex broke through the river, and the black dragon tail, more than ten feet long, soared into the sky, leaped into the air, and rushed towards Hou Huaiyi fiercely without stopping.

Outside the dragon's tail, Han Shouqian stood floating in the air, his expression was slightly sluggish, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

His clothes had been burnt, leaving only a close-fitting soft armor with a few blood holes on his chest, which was a gift from Shi Xiao.

Just now he and Shi Xiao fell to the bottom of the river together, he resisted Shi Xiao's spear attack, his chest was pierced two or three times, but he still didn't die, he endured the pain, dragged Shi Xiao into the magma, burned to black ashes.

Now that the battle has progressed, Han Shouqian has successfully killed brothers Shi Xiao and Shi Yong, but he doesn't know if he is the final winner.

After he killed Shi Xiao, he originally wanted to break out of the river. As long as he recuperates in time, he will soon be able to stabilize his injuries.

Who knew that Hou Huaiyi and Ma Fangyi wanted to reap the benefits.

Although Han Shouqian used Shi Xiao's mysterious fire chain to lure Ma Fangyi to death, it also caused his body to fail and he could no longer hide at the bottom of the river.

He had to go out of the river and fight Hou Huaiyi decisively.

But the enemy occupies the commanding heights, and if he dares to emerge from the river, he will definitely suffer a fatal blow, so he let the dragon tail take the lead.

As everyone knows, Hou Huaiyi just wanted to force him to take the Hualongding out of the river so that he would not bother to salvage it.

Seeing the dragon's tail rising into the sky and rushing towards him, Hou Huaiyi sneered again and again, neither dodging nor dodging, just waved the green flag in his hand.

Suddenly one of the seven green characters on the banner broke away, pierced into the dragon's tail like an arrow, passed through the dragon again, and went straight to Han Shouqian.

Han Shouqian was seriously injured, he couldn't dodge in time, and Lu Wen was so fast that he hit Han Shouqian's chest.

puff!one sound.

Han Shouqian lowered his head nervously, and found that the green text was not a hidden weapon for a sneak attack. After hitting his soft armor, it immediately disintegrated into a cloud of green mist.

However, he inhaled the green mist lightly, and suddenly felt dizzy, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Poison legacy!"

"Hey, Brother Han, you have a lot of knowledge! These seven relics were obtained from my exploration of the ruins of the Fudu Sect. When the Bone Transformation Cauldron of this religion was destroyed, only seven tripod inscriptions remained. I found all of them. It has never been used before, and this time I will let you try something new!"

At this time, Hou Huaiyi was already covered by the dragon's tail. Although his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate the ink energy of the dragon's tail, the true text he had just released was the guiding light he had planted.

The seven genuine texts of his Poison Banner can sense each other.

He waved the banner again, the banner broke away from the two green inscriptions at the same time, pierced the dragon's tail and shot towards Han Shouqian.

No matter where Han Shouqian fled, Luwen could accurately capture his position, and every time he was attacked by Luwen, the toxicity would increase by one point.

In a moment, Han Shouqian, who was in the green mist, had signs of rot on his skin due to the green mist invading the wound on his chest, and his internal organs began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He knew that his time of death had come.

There is no room for redemption.

His physical body suddenly lost strength, like a kite with a broken string, it fell from mid-air, and fell back to the river again: "Hou Huaiyi, we have known each other for more than ten years, and you are planning to plot against me, even if I die, I will not give you the dragon tripod." you!"

After speaking, he accumulated his last mouthful of mana, called Longwei back to his side, and sank into the magma with him.

The moment the dragon's tail left, the dragon's head floated silently above Hou Huaiyi, covering his body by relay.

This gave Hou Huaiyi the illusion that Han Shouqian's last words were just exaggerated words.

He thought to himself: "Don't give me any death! Your body has turned into a puddle of poisonous water, why don't you just stay by my side obediently!"

He wants to vacate and is ready to take over the right to use Hualongding.

In the end, he only jumped a few feet high and bumped into the densely packed silk nets. He frowned deeply. Where did these silk nets come from?

He immediately stretched out his hand, intending to summon the Poison Banner and forcefully break through the net, but the banner was already covered with black threads, he pulled it outward suddenly, and flew away through the air.

It flew out of the silk cage and landed in Fang Dushu's hands.

At this time, Fang Dushu and Qingqing are on the left and the right, each occupying a hilltop.

Qingqing drove the painting tripod dragon head.

Fang Dushu commanded the spring silk cage.

He sent a voice transmission to Qingqing and said: "This cultivator's monster pet didn't smell your breath, and he didn't have any defense against us! Qingqing, although your monster power is not deep, your ability to smell monsters is better than ordinary monsters!"

Qingqing said: "My lord, this servant thinks that he is better at painting dragon cauldrons. After he is invisible, he can't detect it anyway."

Fang Dushu raised his head and looked up at the sky: "Dawn is coming soon, we must fight quickly."

He spared no effort, used all the spring silk, and began to encircle Hou Huaiyi.

Hou Huaiyi was in the cage, and he was not afraid at first, because he didn't believe that just a few layers of silk nets could trap him to death.

But when the silk net was close to him, wrapping and cutting him, and the summer moth flames burned, fear immediately crept into his heart.

He found that even with all his supernatural powers, he couldn't stop the silk net from burning his body.

Soon he realized that he had hit a hard nail, and the silk screen was most likely a magical power evolved from a complete bell.

In desperation, he yelled out: "My Poison Banner was also made by Zhong Dingwen. If I combine the seven writings, even if I can't break the imprisonment of Zhong Dingwen, I can destroy a group of Zhong Dingwen! This fellow Taoist, Are you really going to force me to do this?"

Fang Dushu didn't respond, he had already suppressed Fu Duban, so how could Hou Huaiyi make the seven essays come together?

He was also puzzled, thinking: "The bell tripod is essentially a spell, the whole body has no material, it is purely French condensation, is there a possibility of injury?"

He thought again: "After the magic weapon is damaged, it can be nourished and sacrificed, and it will recover slowly. If Zhong Ding is injured, it should be able to warm up."

He ignored Hou Huaiyi, but intensified Xia Mo's fire.

Hou Huaiyi's body was burnt to pieces very quickly, he still refused to give up, and continued to call out to Fang Dushu: "My fellow Taoist, there is no unsolvable beam in this world. I am willing to surrender and serve me. You can deal with me as you like, and I just ask you I have a chance to live, what do you think?"

Seeing that Fang Dushu was determined to kill him, he couldn't help but think: "Then don't blame me!"

After saying the formula silently, the three green letters originally stained on Han Shouqian's body flew out through the river and hit the silk cage back.

But Hou Huaiyi had already reached the end of his crossbow, and the moment Luwen disintegrated into mist, he had already died in the silk cage.

Seeing his death, Fang Dushu hurriedly assembled the silk screen into a tripod, wanting to check whether his tripod was really injured by Luwen.

　The third update today, there will be more tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)