Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 163
Beyond the forest is a narrow, deserted field.

After the deserted fields, there are ups and downs again, low hills, near the hills, there are several mortal villages, and further forward, there is a town. After the town, there is a plain twenty miles away. A huge fairy city.

Fairy City, White Crane City.

However, from the edge of the mountain forest, across the abandoned farmland, across the hills, around the town, to reach the fairy city, it takes at least a moment.

When Han Yi killed Han Xuxiao with a sword, there was no joy in his heart.

For him today, Han Xuxiao, the son of the blood god who gave him great coercion and psychological oppression when he practiced the seventh level of Qi, is no longer a threat.

Even, he is only worthy of a sword.

Before the crisis of death, he didn't even have time to sigh.

After crossing the deserted farmland, at the last moment of escaping into the low hills, Han Yi saw a figure leaping out of the forest, flying into the air, and chasing after him.

"A monk of the Blood God Sect." Han Yi's heart sank.

After seeing Han Xuxiao's tragic situation, he dared to chase and kill him without hesitation. The person who came must think that he was much stronger than Han Xuxiao, and it was very likely that he was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, or even in the late stage of foundation establishment.

In Han Yi's heart, a strong sense of crisis kept lingering, and even this kind of crisis made him feel like hairs all over his body, the magic power in the spiritual sea was surging, the waves were turbulent, and the space of the sea of ​​consciousness was dignified.

If the person coming is in the mid-stage of foundation establishment, the spirit sea erupts, the secret art of the soul, the black light of the broken sword, and other top-grade magic tools, there is still a chance to fight.

If the person who came was in the late stage of foundation establishment, Han Yi could see no other hope except for the secret art of the soul and the third-level magic talisman Yuan Shun gave him.

However, that talisman is a life-saving talisman at the bottom of the box, and it will never be used until the last moment.

He gritted his teeth, and every moment, more than a dozen thoughts appeared, how to fight and how to escape.

brush.

In just three short breaths, he was holding his sword, turned over the hills at low altitude, and saw mortal villages one after another.

Han Yi ignored the first two villages. In the third village, which was relatively close to the edge of the hill, Han Yi went straight into it, found a cellar, and sneaked into it silently, holding the black light broken sword in his hand .

Then, the tortoise breath technique worked to the extreme. In just three breaths, it directly turned into a piece of rotten wood.

hide.

This was the most direct way to survive after Han Yi realized it.

At this moment, Han Yi was deeply regretful. He hadn't paid much attention to the turtle's breath technique, a spell that conceals breath, all these years.

Only the Tortoise's Breathing Technique of [Superb Flame] can be used against monks of the same level, but if it is against a monk with a higher realm than oneself, it is not necessarily so.

Han Yi also didn't know whether this technique could hide the truth from monks in the middle or late stage of foundation establishment.

However, this is an opportunity, every opportunity is a possibility of survival, he is not willing to miss it.

However, after ten breaths.

Han Yi opened his eyes sharply, and suddenly shot up into the sky, because he knew he had been exposed.

When he had just escaped from the cellar, a cluster of strange red flames fell on the cellar. The entire cellar immediately burned, and finally collapsed to a depth of three meters.

Then, the spreading fire condensed into a cluster of flames again. The flames flew up and were held in the palm of a monk.

"Hey, I'm quite alert."

Ten meters above the ground, a monk held his sword in the air. In his hand, flames gathered and turned into a seven-petal fire lotus. The fire lotus was deep red, sometimes condensed into a lotus, and sometimes burned like a fire.

This fire lotus gave Han Yi the feeling that it was more dangerous than when he faced Mo Wen's blood knife.

This is a top-notch magic weapon.

The pale golden light spread from Han Yi's eyes to his eyelids, almost overflowing, and disappeared in an instant.

In Han Yi's eyes, the aura of the monk in front of him was about three times stronger than his own, stronger than Bai Wanqing who had stepped into the middle stage of foundation establishment.

This is a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Under the Qi Wang technique, his breath was captured by Han Yi.

In addition, Han Yi is no stranger to the monks who appeared, and using the Qi Watching Technique is just to confirm his realm again.

This person is named Lu Zhi.

A year ago, after Han Yi was promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he obtained a series of materials about the Blood God Sect from the sect, among which there were many materials about the Foundation Establishment Stage and even the Golden Core Stage.

Lu Zhi, who was promoted to the middle stage of foundation establishment ten years ago, is also in the middle class among the monks of the middle stage of foundation establishment. He has three top-grade magic weapons, two sword weapons, and a lotus-shaped magic weapon on his body.

Han Yi naturally would not ignore the most basic preparation of knowing oneself and the enemy, and winning every battle.

After confirming who the visitor was, and confirming his realm again, Han Yi quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, he thought he had the power to fight.

Thinking of this, Han Yi made the first move. If he could kill him, he would still have time to escape into the Immortal City and get shelter. If he couldn't kill him, he would lose the possibility of chasing him, severely injuring him, or let him know that he couldn't eat it. Own.

No matter which one it is, it needs to be done once.

As soon as he made a move, Han Yi went all out. It's been a while, if he keeps his hand, he will die.

A black light flashed, and the sword was broken like a shuttle, approaching Lu Zhi ten meters away.

Lu Zhi sneered, and the lotus-shaped magic weapon in his hand flew up into the sky and turned into flames all over the sky. The flames gathered to form a lotus, and the lotus swelled and hit the broken sword.

Strangely, the broken sword was not knocked into the air, nor was the fire lotus shattered.

Instead, the inflated lotus directly wrapped the Broken Sword, and then quickly fell to the ground, creating a three-meter-wide pit. The strange fire lotus and the Black Light Broken Sword were embedded in the ground more than one meter deep.

Han Yi's complexion changed. After the black light of Broken Sword was enveloped by the flames from Huolian, his consciousness felt a burning sensation, like a burnt thread, directly breaking the connection with it. Broken Sword Black Light connection.

Spiritual consciousness surged out, and he was about to probe into the fire lotus again, but as soon as he got close to the fire lotus, he felt a burning pain, and he bounced back suddenly, as if he was a mortal body, and put his arm on the burning candle The same as above, the body instinctively retracts the arms.

This fire lotus directly abolished his strongest method.

"This is the method to kill Han Xuxiao. It is not weak. The moment it is activated, even I am terrified."

"However, my fire lotus is a special magic weapon, more than enough to trap your broken sword."

Lu Zhi sneered and looked at Han Yi.

Han Yi's face changed slightly, but he did not give up.

The figure quickly landed on the ground, and then, Qingping sword rushed out quickly, climbing into the upper half of the sky, the green and black sword light, although not as good as the black light of the Broken Sword, is already one of his strongest methods.

At the same time, Han Yi waved one hand, and the second sword rose into the air.

Qingquan Sword.

It's just that the Qingquan sword at this moment has a huge crack extending from the tip to the hilt, which almost splits this superb sword produced by Wan Xinghai into two.

Han Yi's eyes were stern.

He didn't expect to hit Lu Zhi with this Qingquan sword, but if he directly detonated this top-quality sword, it should have some effect.

Moreover, in terms of spiritual consciousness, he is definitely stronger than Lu Zhi. The key to this battle is to rely on a strong spiritual soul.

Of course, it's not that the spirit is separated from the body, directly escapes into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, and uses soul magic to destroy the opponent's spirit, but relies on the spirit to be stronger than the opponent, and uses weapons to pile up the opponent to death.

Because if you directly escape into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, there is a fatal problem in doing so, that is, once your soul escapes, and the opponent directly destroys your body in the blink of an eye, then you can only take it away.

Once he seized the house, everything he had done in the early stage would be ruined, and Han Yi would never take the house unless it was absolutely necessary.

He has other means, as well as a third-order talisman.

If in the end, all methods fail, the body is destroyed, and he has no choice, he will choose the soul to escape into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, and then seize the body after destroying the opponent's soul.

Qingping Sword leaped high and collided with a gray-white dagger issued by the opponent.

boom!
The void trembled for a while, as if a calm horizontal surface suddenly dropped a huge stone, causing many ripples, circles of ripples, spreading to the surroundings.

The Qingping sword flew back backwards, and the gray-white dagger also retreated in front of Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi's face changed slightly. The gray-white short sword in front of him was not lower than the fire lotus, and it was also the top magic weapon. However, such a magic weapon actually collided head-on. The green and black long swords are evenly divided.

That sword, in terms of rank, is definitely not weaker than this sword.

Maybe even a half-step magic weapon?
Greed flashed across Lu Zhi's eyes.

For this ambush, the Blood God Sect monks who were still in Daqian united and planned for a year before suddenly mobilizing. The plan was to leave Dayong after finishing this wave, and rebuild the Blood God Sect in Dayong.

Here, everyone's purpose is different, some people purely want to avenge the sect, but for him, revenge is one aspect, and more importantly, he wants to make a fortune.

As for going away to Dayong and rebuilding the Blood God Sect, he has no such interest. After making this money, he will go far away to Daqin, relying on the resources in his hands to cultivate to the Golden Core stage, and then plan other things.

In short, this time, he was mainly seeking money.

Just now.

Another sound of piercing the air sounded, and the silver-white sword energy, following the falling Qingping sword, soared into the air and shot towards it.

"Humph."

Lu Zhi snorted softly, and the gray-white sword light shot out again, directly smashing the silver-white sword energy.

But in the next moment, his face changed slightly.

I saw the silver and white sword energy scattered, and this shattered sword suddenly became full of spiritual light.

boom! !

A huge explosion sound formed a shock wave. In the shock wave, the sword fragments were sharp and brushed across the mid-air where Lu Zhi was standing.

Han Yi on the ground used his soul to control the Qingquan sword to explode, and he also suffered backlash. However, his soul is powerful, but his face is slightly red. If he presses down hard, he will not attack immediately.

However, the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Because a blood-colored sword had fallen from the sky and stabbed towards him.

While moving, he had retreated more than 30 meters.

And in his place, a monk slowly emerged.

In the sky, Lu Zhi, whose sword fragments flew across the sky, was nothing but an afterimage.

Just now, in a blink of an eye, Lu Zhi had already landed on the ground, and taking advantage of Han Yi's move, he directly attacked him in reverse.

"It's really stupid to dare to show off in front of me a small skill."

Lu Zhi shook his head. The change in his face just now was not a kind of pretense, so that Han Yi could relax his vigilance.

Han Yi, who had retreated 30 meters, felt chills in his heart. This guy was so difficult to deal with. He wanted to explode himself with a magic weapon and let him have a flaw, but it didn't work.

Han Yi has used this trick very well since the beginning of Tianqingcheng. Until today, he met a monk who used this trick to counter him. Although he avoided it in the end, he was horrified.

Tactics and counter-tactics, exploit and counter-exploitation.

This trick is not something I can play through, so don't underestimate any monk.

The sense of crisis in Han Yi's heart became stronger, but he did not give up.

With five fingers in both hands, spiritual flames emerged in mid-air, and the spiritual flames covered the sky and covered the earth, swarming and falling, pressing on Lu Zhi.

However, it was swept away by the gray-white sword energy, and all of them were scattered and fell down.

Then, gray-white sword energy jumped up, like a dragon, and shot towards Han Yibiao.

Han Yi didn't dare to be careless anymore.

The wind wall technique and the fire shield technique are superimposed on each other, with a total of ten layers superimposed, turning into a wind and fire shield.

Poof, poof...

The gray-white sword light pierced through the eighth floor, only to be powerless.

Lu Zhi, who was tens of meters away, had a surprised change on his face for the first time this time, and he was about to take back the sword with a roll of consciousness.

However, Han Yi's eyes were raised high. This moment of opportunity was not easy to come by.

In his hand, a magic talisman appeared directly.

The first-order top grade spirit talisman, the thunder talisman.

Just as he formed the Fire Phoenix Shield, the Thunderbolt Talisman had also been activated.

When the Thunderbolt Talisman was activated, the attack target was not Lu Zhi, who was tens of meters away, but the gray-white sword energy that had just pierced through the eight-layer defensive shield.

Rumble.

With a flash of thunder, it struck the sword energy, revealing a short sword only half a meter long.

The dagger trembled, and the divine consciousness wrapped on it was directly scattered by the thunder talisman. The dagger turned into an unrefined state, unable to penetrate the wind and fire shield, and fell to the ground.

Tens of meters away, Lu Zhi's face changed drastically, his consciousness was shaken away, and he was backlashed. His face flushed for a while, and he suppressed the blood that gushed up his throat.

Han Yi was overjoyed, thinking that it was so.

In terms of soul power, I am much stronger than the other party. I blew the Qingquan sword myself, and I didn't suffer much backlash, but the opponent's consciousness was shaken away, and the backlash I received was even greater. The strength of the soul power can be seen clearly. .

Paying the price of a Thunderbolt Talisman and directly destroying the opponent's top-grade magic weapon, Han Yi felt that it was worth it.

"Damn."

His soul was wounded, and Lu Zhi was frightened and furious.

He yelled, and the second sword beside him, glowing with blood, had already broken through the space, crossed more than 30 meters, and blasted towards Han Yi with violent spiritual energy.

The end of the blood sword seemed to be connected to the sea of ​​blood. In Han Yi's sight, this sword exuded a monstrous blood-colored light. In the light, monsters rushed towards his face with a roar that shocked human nature.

This sword can affect the soul, and it is not even weaker than the blood sea secret technique that Mo Wen used back then.

But Han Yi's strongest skill is his soul.

Such fantasies about the sea of ​​blood had almost negligible influence on him.

He flipped his left hand, and a golden magic weapon had appeared in his hand.

Golden Light Shuttle.

This is Han Yi's first top-grade magic weapon. He almost died in this magic weapon in Tianqing City, and finally lurked with a dagger to kill the opponent. This golden light shuttle was also obtained by him in the form of a trophy.

That was ten years ago.

After getting the golden light shuttle, Han Yi only used this magic weapon outside the Luo Family Lingtian, Wan Xinghai and Hongluan City.

And this time.

In Han Yi's hands, among the magic weapons that could be discarded, this one was the strongest.

The sternness in his eyes soared, the Golden Light Shuttle turned into a golden ray, streaked across a straight golden thread, and bombarded with the bloody long sword.

At the moment of impact, Divine Soul directly detonated it.

Rumble.

The huge magic weapon exploded, resounding through the void.

Lu Zhi, who was tens of meters away, had bloody tears streaming out his eyes.

Although the blood-colored long sword was strong, it was hit hard in an instant by Jin Guangsuo's self-explosive bombardment. Most of the soul on it was blown out, and it wobbled and fell back to Lu Zhi's back.

A sinister smile appeared on Lu Zhi's face, but it changed rapidly, and a trace of unwillingness flashed across his face. Finally, he took a deep look at Han Yi.

then.

He waved his hand, and the crimson flame that trapped the broken black light sword had already converged, and with a whooping sound, it was ejected between the two of them, and the gray-white short sword that was shaken by the thunderbolt talisman just now was thrown into the flames. Then, it bounced back and turned into a fire lotus.

Lu Zhi reached out and put the fire lotus and gray short sword into the storage bag.

Then without hesitation, he turned around and flew into the air, and with a whooping sound, he flew back into the forest.

For him, Han Yi's hard bone was too difficult to crack, and the gain outweighed the loss.

Fighting to this level, he had a premonition that the opponent must have other means, and, instinctively, Lu Zhi felt that the opponent had a trump card that would definitely win.

Maybe this trump card would cost too much, so that the other party would not be willing to use it even if they destroyed two top-grade instruments.

However, once it is used, it is very likely that he will not be spared.

The state is only in the early stage, but the power of the soul is stronger than the self in the middle stage, and there are many magic weapons on his body. Just taking it out, there are already four pieces, a broken sword, a silver and white sword, and a green and black sword. A Golden Light Shuttle.

Killing the monk Han Xuxiao was not easy. When did the Xuandanzong have such a powerful early-stage monk?

Lu Zhi, who escaped into the forest, had a slight murderous look in his eyes.

You can't kill the other person yourself, but someone can definitely kill him.

He happened to know the Golden Light Shuttle, it should be a magic weapon that Yuan Changtian gave to his son, and it was in the hands of a monk of the Xuandan Sect, the cause and effect relationship is not difficult to guess.

I believe Yuan Changtian will be very interested in chasing and killing this Xuandanzong monk.

Lu Zhi's figure flickered, he went straight into the forest, and flew towards an agreed location.

And on the other half.

Han Yi was the only one left in the battlefield between the two just now.

He was panting heavily, and before he knew it, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

Really count.

This was Han Yi's most dangerous fight so far, far more tragic than the fight outside Hongluan City.

He was restricted by the Black Light Broken Sword first, and lost the most powerful magic weapon.

Then, he blew himself up with the Clear Spring Sword, the Golden Light Shuttle, and cast the Thunderbolt Talisman, which made the other party realize that it would take a huge price to bite off this hard bone of his own, and if he was a little careless, he might die here. Back overthrow.

Han Yi didn't dare to rest at all.

Put the Qingping sword back into the scabbard on the back, and then reconnect with the black light broken sword with the spiritual consciousness, commanding the black light, soaring into the sky, fleeing towards the town outside the hill.

However, he didn't escape directly into the town. The Blood God Sect Lu Zhi could find him just now, which proved that if he hid in the town, he was very likely to be discovered.

Only by fleeing to the nearest Baihe City, where there are many official monks sitting in the city, can you ensure your safety.

Also.

Lu Zhi's ability to find him is probably due to some kind of causal magic, which should be similar to how the elder advisor Gu Zhijing was able to find him.

When you survive, you must practice a technique that disrupts the cause and effect of heaven.

Han Yi made up his mind.

With a slight flash of green and black air, it has already bypassed the small town and flew towards the nearest fairy city.

Down below, mortals in the town looked up and watched the immortal master go away, feeling envious.

High in the sky, above the black light, Han Yi held back the backlash from the fight just now, and walked with the weapon, his speed had reached the limit, and his mana surged violently, turning into a stream of light, passing by in a flash.

(End of this chapter)