Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 185

Lu Yunsheng couldn't figure out why the old man released such a true energy technique?What about powerful fire?
The opponent's spell was cast earlier than his own, which meant that what he had buried in the beginning was this set of air blades rather than flames.These two qi techniques are very different, and there is no reason to change them half-way depending on your own reaction.

If you don't mistake it for that kind of flame, this technique will not cause any harm to you.

Something was not quite right, but no matter what, the cold light was already approaching, and it was not the time to think about it.

[Hundred Birds], a true qi technique in the Tianshan Mountains that you can get the qualification to learn with a little effort.

There are many techniques that can achieve similar effects to it, but [Hundred Birds] is only found in Tianshan. It doesn't have much uniqueness, it is just more flexible, faster, simpler, and more casual.

In order to achieve these "more" efforts, the efforts must be doubled. Except for the truly famous sects, no one will invest a lot of resources to improve these basic and non-cost-effective things.

Tianshan did it, so now Lu Yunsheng has this technique in his hand that can be released by raising his hand and is specially designed for emergencies.

This is a Qi technique that requires leaving the body, and now [-]% of Lu Yunsheng's Qi is outside the body.

The broken zhenqi membranes were floating around piece by piece, no longer needing to condense, and turned into "clips" of different sizes, hundreds of them in total.

This technique is simple enough, so it can be cast quickly enough. It takes shape in the blink of an eye, and then these large and small "clips" swarm towards the nearest zhenqi sword blade.

Just like a group of bats preying on birds, the Qi explodes and collides, like snowflakes and waves, and each blade is held down by several clips.

This was a very labor-intensive operation, and every piece was a critical one. Lu Yunsheng was tense and had no time to spare. Such a sudden and tight response made his heart clenched tightly——

heart.

When the man's thoughts were placed on his heart, the thoughts froze, his heart contracted tightly, and he felt a cold, sharp pain.

Lu Yunsheng lowered his head. His heart was cut open by the zhenqi sword blade, and blood was flowing out.

This was a flesh wound. The moment it touched his chest, the man mobilized his energy to push it up. Now there is no other effect except pain.

What made the man's expression stiff was another kind of pain. It came from a very light and thin transparent sword tip, which penetrated his heart and came out.

It was the first time for Lu Yunsheng to see this sword, but he knew it from Qing Huang's mouth.

Hidden snake.

Meng Chuyuan still had the power to attack, Lu Yunsheng knew, but his three arms were clearly still locked in his own energy.

This is his fourth arm.

When he faced Qinghuang, he didn't use his third Qi arm to pull out the hidden snake because the snake had already hidden itself deeper.

After ten years of painstaking consideration, Zhenqi Technique·[Six Arms] was once again taken a step forward by him at some point.

This step reversed the outcome again.

Lu Yunsheng held the tip of the sword stiffly.

He had never expected the old man's strange Qi technique, just as Meng Chuyuan had not expected Qinghuang's identity; he had also never expected that Meng Chuyuan had improved the [Six Arms] again, just as Meng Chuyuan had not expected the attack from behind just now. [Super Shadow by Day].

It turns out that God is fair and does not favor anyone.Qijiao misunderstood them in many ways, leading to their current situation, and they actually did not know everything about Qijiao.

If they can reach the current situation of losing both sides with weak strength, it is all due to human effort.

There was no resistance from the tip of the Hidden Snake sword in his hand. Lu Yunsheng turned around and saw that Meng Chuyuan had already passed away. The terrifying one eye was still staring at him. This evil dragon had finished his life of being strong enough.

Lu Yunsheng did not pull out the sword from his chest. He sat stiffly cross-legged on the ground. The energy that had escaped around him quickly surged back into his body, trying hard to save this endangered body.

Even in his eighth life, the heart is still a fatal weakness, but unlike Meng Chuyuan who was minced, the man has not been declared dead for the time being.

But the only person standing on the field at this time was the old man in black.

There was no need to take any chances, he would never let this opportunity pass him by.

At the moment when Lu Yunsheng's face turned pale and he sat down cross-legged, the old man flew over with a powerful sword in his hand. He stretched his old arm against the ground. In the dust, the old man speeded up again. The long sword Qing Huang had discarded had already been He caught it in his hands.

A sword cut straight through Lu Yunsheng's neck.

Lu Yunsheng gritted his teeth and raised his sword. The two swords intersected, and a mouthful of blood spurted out amidst the clang.

His heart would beat if he tried hard, and he was already trying his best to suppress his own strength.

Then the old man's other sword penetrated into his belly.

The situation now is obvious - if you want to save your life, you will die.

But if you don't save your life, your life will be lost.

Lu Yunsheng did not lack the courage to fight to the death, but now in Bowang, his death would mean that Tianshan was cleared from here. Even if he died together with the old man, he would have to think twice.

But now there is no chance for him to choose. With a sword in his belly, if he doesn't resist, the old man will win without bloodshed.

The true energy surged towards the sword, and he was about to unleash a fatal sword strike when a sword light flew from behind and rammed faster into the old man's right chest that was not blocked by him, carrying him away for more than ten feet.

Lu Yunsheng looked back and saw Qing Huang lying on the ground with three limbs behind him. He was slowly lowering his hand, and his body was also tilted to the ground.

He threw his dagger.

Just like Meng Chuyuan's sword, Qinghuang's remaining eight-sheng blow should not be underestimated. Half of the old man's body was knocked crooked by the huge force, and he almost fell to the ground.

He jumped back a few feet again, breathing heavily.

Lu Yunsheng had a moment to breathe, holding his sword and looking at him, breathing slowly, preparing for his next arrival.

The old man turned his head and stared at him, but did not move forward. He pressed the sword on his shoulder and began to retreat slowly.

The old man decided to stop the battle here.

Because Lu Yunsheng and Qinghuang clearly have no ability to fight.

If this battle had broken out before tonight, he would have risked his life to try and kill them, but tonight, there was no need for that.

The corners of the old man's mouth slowly raised into a bloody smile, and the gangster spirit of his early years reappeared on his old face that had been pampered for many years. He looked at Lu Yunsheng, grinned ferociously and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Tianshan bullshit!

His figure got further and further away, reaching five feet, ten feet, twenty feet to the edge of the north city. He retreated again and disappeared into the dark shadow of the building.

Lu Yunsheng watched in silence, his heart slowly sinking.

From his perspective, the old man did not dare to carry out the collision of "generals" to the end, so the final outcome of this battle fluctuated.

But no matter how the casualties on both sides compare, for them, as long as they fail to hold the murderer in their hands, it is equal to failure.

There was another sharp pain in his chest, and the man groaned, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Then he suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look. The small building was empty.
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Under the night, people were sleeping, and the houses were also sleeping. Li Mingqing walked under the eaves, her body tensed to the point of stiffness.

When the two generals met, she rushed towards this side. The people on the field may not have noticed, but she always remembered that there was another person on Qijiao's side.

The seriously injured black robe who appeared first.

She saw him disappear here with her own eyes, but no one knew whether he had completely left.When the balance of victory began to shift in the end, his side couldn't bear any more weight.

Li Minqing was searching and vigilant at the edge of the battlefield, hoping that he could get out of the mine in advance or take a strike when it exploded.

The little jingling sword on her waist was missing somewhere, and she tried hard to hide it, even though she knew that it would probably be of no use before she was born.

Suddenly the girl's eyes narrowed and she stepped on a fallen tile. She raised her head and saw a gap in the eaves above.

One of the Seven Lives was unsteady on his feet and was seriously injured.But a casual blow from the sick tiger was enough to kill the rabbit. Li Minqing clenched her fist tightly with one hand and held the unsheathed lost green sword steadily with the other hand, tensing her body and continuing to chase along the trail.

After only a few steps, more obvious traces appeared in front of my eyes, which was simply dazzling.

Bloodstains, big bloodstains.

He vomited blood here, and his injuries broke out again.

Further forward, the blood drops began to form a clear trail.Li Mingqing slowly traced back the path, and then found an obvious detour in the blood line.

It was originally heading straight away from the battlefield, but after walking a certain distance, the injured person stayed on the spot for a moment, seemed to roughly treat the wound, and then turned around.

Start parallel to the edge of the battlefield.

Sure enough, he didn't leave completely.

Li Mingqing's heart suddenly dropped. She looked in a new direction, and the blood line was still intermittent, submerged into a quiet darkness.

The girl walked slowly.

It was an alley that ended at the lakeside. It was an excellent place to observe the battlefield.

The girl stood under the moonlight, but the alley was shadowed by the building walls. She gently held the lost green sword and walked over.

When she reached the entrance of the alley, she stopped dead in her tracks, and her hair slowly stood up.

In the deep darkness ahead, a pair of eyes seemed to fall on him.

Li Mingqing remained motionless. After standing still for a moment, he took a step forward again.

In the darkness, a cold light seemed to be coming at any time. The girl knew that it would be very fast, and maybe when she realized it, it would already be in front of her throat.

But she is still moving forward. She wants to find that person and cannot be deterred by the darkness.

Going deeper step by step, her vision gradually adapted, and the darkness was rejected by her bit by bit.

The feeling of being watched became more and more vivid, and the sense of danger pricked her skin like needles.Another perception was gradually knocking on her brain, reminding the girl that it was the smell of blood.

The smell of blood is getting stronger. And some of it is too strong.

This is clearly its source!

The girl stepped in and the alley came to an end.She pushed away the last patch of darkness, walked with the sword in front of the people, and attacked the enemy first.

Then the sword paused in mid-air, followed by the girl's slightly opened mouth.

At the end of the alley, under the dim light of the bright moon, the Qisheng in black robe was lying here, with blood flowing into a pool under him.

His face-covering attire had been taken off, and this face was almost invisible in front of others, but Li Mingqing still recognized it - Lin Shuiying, the master of the sixth cave, sitting in the center of the spider web where the Seven Dragons were conducting assassination investigations. spider.

He is obviously dead.

Next to the corpse, a small black cat squatted quietly. It had a calm temperament, a body like black jade, and eyes like emeralds. A pair of eyes were falling on him.

This is not Pei Ye's one.
Li Mingqing was stunned for a while, then sheathed the sword and tried to slowly extend a hand to this beautiful little beast.

The black cat glanced at her, but did not step forward. He stood up, turned his head, and jumped lightly into the darkness.

Li Mingqing was stunned again for a while, then stepped forward, drew his sword and briefly inspected the corpse.

There were no more external injuries, as if the previous injuries were not contained and he bled to death here.

For a Qisheng, this is a somewhat unbelievable way to die.

But no matter what, the body is here, and this hidden danger has indeed been solved.

Li Mingqing crossed the corpse and jumped onto the wall at the end of the alley, taking in the entire battlefield.

It was at this moment that she saw a scene that made her hands and feet feel cold.

——Lu Yunsheng was pierced through the heart by a sword and fell to the ground helplessly; the old man rushed forward and pierced a long sword into his body from a high position, then suddenly swept away.

Qinghuang seemed to want to do more, but he could only collapse.

The girl couldn't hear the old man's voice, but she could see the corners of his mouth raised coldly.

He calmly left the battlefield.

Li Yiqing didn't know why things turned out like this.

She had obviously been away for only half a quarter of an hour, but in the last scene she saw, Lu Yunsheng was piercing Meng Chuyuan's chest with a sword that no one could control.The majesty of that sword seemed to carry the wind and snow of the Tianshan Mountains. The man said that he could defeat the soul-stealing murderer. At this moment, the girl believed it.

Then the old man took action, and sure enough the second move was backhanded by the man.

The outcome should have been clear, so she came to stop this Qisheng who might have been an accident.

Why...became like this?
Didn't he say that he could be captured and killed as long as he fought alone?Uncle Master. Senior Qinghuang, they left no trace behind and handed over every bit of their advantage to you. Why? !

The person who could answer her was slumped on the ground, his life or death unknown.

But for the girl, what she is about to lose is something a hundred times heavier than life.

Tianshan lost the Huansilou and escaped intact, and the one who was eventually purged would be the Cuiyu Sword Sect.

The girl's body was as cold as a corpse.

Absolutely not.
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The old man left the lakeside and disappeared into the shadow of the house.

They came together and left in the same direction - exactly the same as Lin Shuiying.

The zhenqi in his body rushed forward and clenched the wound tightly. The old man grasped the hilt of the sword on his chest and pulled it out.

The line of blood spurted out suddenly, and was cut off by muscle bite in the next moment. The old man took a deep, heavy breath.

First, he forced himself to take half of the "Earth Crushing Jedi", and then withstood the vigorous throws of the Eighth Life Cultivator. If it were not for failure, every move would be fatal. The old man's injuries at this time were approaching the most serious moment in his life.

But there is no doubt that he is still the winner tonight.

Although they lost all their chariots, horses and artillery, they won the duel between generals and thus won everything.

Although losing will not affect the overall situation, the consequences will be borne by Qijiao.

Qijiao has sacrificed too much tonight.

I have also been cautious about showing up for too long.

Fortunately, after tonight, everything will be over.

The old man wrapped a cloth belt around his body. The almost severed collarbone, red flesh and exposed internal organs made his movements weird and slow.

Then he suddenly paused and slowly raised his head to look ahead.

A girl with a pale face, chapped lips, and wet messy hair stuck to her forehead slowly walked towards him. Her left hand was hanging loosely with nothing, and a green sword in her right hand was dragging on the ground, the tip of the sword sticking out on the stone slab. A harsh hiss.

The girl didn't move much tonight, but the violent ups and downs of emotion made her voice sound weak.

"You have to die here." She said hoarsely.

(End of this chapter)