Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 24 Chasing and Chasing, Speed ​​400 and Chasing
The forest overgrown with weeds and covered with trees was unusually quiet, Zhang Yuqing sniffed, distinguishing the subtle smells in the air.

"There was blood, but it was too strong, a vulture should not have so much blood."

"Nearby, there are many corpses!"

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of many bad pictures.

"Are mortals hunting, or are monks involved?"

Zhang Yuqing was so focused that his guard was so extreme that even his body trembled slightly.

Although he has practiced for two or three years, he has almost zero experience in fighting others in the Eight Classics.

After all, it was not long ago that he broke through to the middle stage of Qi refining. Before that, he had no chance to fight with others at all.

Zhang Yuqing took a deep breath of fresh air, and kept checking in his mind who might be the one who would attack him.

"Ge Hun? Not really, he probably doesn't know about my recent changes. I have deliberately reduced contact with them... Li Qiubai? Or the fat Taoist priest who sold me spells?"

His thoughts were confused, and Zhang Yuqing felt cold sweat breaking out of his back quickly. People seemed to have a sense of anticipation of the crisis. Right now, he found that his breathing rhythm was very rapid, and his chest felt a sense of oppression.

The next moment, he raised his brows, and bent back violently almost as if his heart was full of happiness, and saw a big knife full of blood slashing hard against his forehead! !
"Hey! He found us!" The next moment, a small monk with a grin appeared behind the big knife, and said with a playful smile.

Because at the moment of slashing, the aura poured into the knife destroyed the magic node maintained by the concealment technique in his body, so his body was completely exposed.

The air fluctuated slightly, and Zhang Yuqing also couldn't maintain the concealment technique, and his figure was exposed.

In the blink of an eye, he didn't care about anything else, and he had already controlled the flying sword to fly several feet away!

"Go!" Seeing this, the dwarf slashed his right hand obliquely, and fell to the ground, but the big knife he freed slashed straight at Zhang Yuqing's back.

If a monk in the Qi refining period wants to fly, he must rely on spiritual weapons. Without a big sword in his hand, he naturally cannot stay in the air.

In order to fly without the help of spiritual weapons, one must practice "flying clouds and riding fog" after building a foundation before he can stand in the sky.

Without the encumbrance of its master, the spirit knife was much faster than Zhang Yuqing, and quickly approached Zhang Yuqing with the sound of howling wind.

He couldn't dodge in time, and suddenly he was stabbed firmly in the shoulder.

Fortunately, he had already been on guard and reversed the flying angle. The wound was not deep, and only a little blood spattered out.

At the cost of being injured, Zhang Yuqing gritted his teeth and jumped forward for a certain distance, and he was out of the attack range of the knife.

'It's done, as long as he does this, it will be too late for him to chase me again! '

As soon as this thought flashed by, a piercing sound suddenly sounded in my ears.

Zhang Yuqing opened his eyes in surprise and looked, but saw a slender miao knife shining with a bewitching light, filling his eye sockets and stabbing it fiercely!
The scalp tingled for a while, and the breath of death enveloped the sky and the sky!
At the critical moment, Zhang Yuqing only felt that his mind was extremely clear, and his thinking was running fast to the extreme.

He didn't dodge or dodge, he fell straight back, and his whole body fell straight into the flying sword like a green onion.

This method of putting him to death and then reviving him really allowed him to escape the inevitable blow of the opponent, but the price was that he fell firmly to the ground, as if struck by lightning in an instant, his bones and muscles were in excruciating pain, and I don't know if There are broken bones.

A tall monk holding a long knife appeared in the air, staring coldly at Zhang Yuqing who was injured on the ground and snorted softly: "You are a bit quick-witted, but unfortunately, you can't escape!"

Zhang Yuqing didn't even look at him, he recalled the fallen Qingwen sword with a thought, and then chanted the mantra, the whole body quickly merged into the soil, and fled away!

"Hmph! Earth escape method!" The tall man glanced at the short man who was chasing him, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid he doesn't know yet, this spell is because you and I intercepted and killed a ten peerless sect." Disciple snatched it, talking about Tudun, he hasn't seen enough yet!"

The short man's laughter was like a falcon, and he said with a smile: "Brother, chase after?"

"A mere scum of the fourth level of Qi Refining, dare to resist, second child, I decided to throw him to you to torture after I catch him, so as to kill his prestige!"

The two looked at each other, they both opened their Dharma Eyes, and followed the veins of the magic power left by Zhang Yuqing, they also followed the ground and chased after them!

Under the ground, the muscles at the injured Zhang Yuqing's shoulder had been completely twisted together, stopping the bleeding.

He released his divine sense, sensing the two auras far behind him, and sneered.

"What I'm afraid of is that you don't chase after him. Now that you have chased him, things will be easier to handle."

The moment he was suddenly attacked, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to deal with two enemies at the same time.

That being the case, he had no choice but to find a way to escape or... to kill the other party.

If you want to do this, you have to magnify your own advantages and increase the opponent's disadvantages.

And Zhang Yuqing knew that compared with the opponent, the biggest advantage was that his total mana far exceeded the opponent.

As long as he seizes the opportunity to escape, he will definitely be able to escape this murder.

But after thinking about it clearly, Zhang Yuqing couldn't suppress his killing intent.

If you can exhaust the aura in the two people's bodies, you can easily hold back and even kill each other. If that's the case, why just think about running away?

Just do what you say, and if you want to do this, you must closely focus on your own strategic goals.

What he can rely on now is mainly the difference in information. The other party doesn't know that his aura is so huge that it is enough to drag them to death. Therefore, it is necessary to deepen the misunderstanding of the other party, and from time to time pretend that his aura is about to be exhausted. Live each other.

"Brother, this kid is a bit weird!"

Under the ground, the short man said via voice transmission: "After chasing for so long, it's already fifteen or six miles away. Why hasn't he seen his spiritual energy exhausted and ascending?"

"It's really not right..." Sensing the almost exhausted spiritual power in his body, the tall monk thought for a while and said, "You go up to meditate and adjust your breath first, there are scent-seeking insects left by the fat man over there, you can catch them at any time." Come here, anyway, there is no need to worry about getting lost, I will chase him for a while."

The two communicated for a while, but they felt that the aura in front of them suddenly weakened a lot, and the aura flickered on and off, as if they were about to be unable to hold on.

"Jie Jie, he can't hold on any longer, brother, hurry up!" Seeing this, the short man was overjoyed, and forced himself to rush forward for a certain distance.

Although the tall man had some doubts, he couldn't bear it, and he also accelerated his escapism.

After several miles of catching up, the faces of the two became more and more ugly.

In the end, the spiritual energy in the short man's body was completely exhausted, unable to maintain the escape method, and his body was repelled.

The tall man was a little better, but he also took the initiative to end the evasion technique, and then returned to the ground.

"Huh...huh..., big brother, not quite, not quite right."

The faces of the two were pale and pale, and they breathed in the air full of aura, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"Isn't this kid only on the fourth level of qi refining, and he can escape for more than 20 miles in one breath, which is better than you and me on the fifth level of qi refining?"

The tall man's face was gloomy, and he was lying cross-legged on the ground to quickly gather spiritual energy and refine mana. He was about to speak, but raised his eyebrows, and saw a figure appearing tens of meters away.

"Ha! Let me tell you! He can't hold it anymore!" The short man laughed wildly, pointing at Zhang Yuqing.

"Oh? Really?" Zhang Yuqing looked at the two half-dead monks in front of him coldly, and released the sword light that was full to the extreme, and saw the two monks' mouths suddenly opened wide, as if they could stuff an egg into it.

(End of this chapter)