Five Elements Heaven

Zhao Bo'an panicked, his mind went blank.

He had just witnessed his caravan being cleaned up in a very short period of time. That's right, it's just cleaning. It's like the guards you spent a lot of money to hire are a pile of worthless garbage, and they are swept away by a big broom.

There is only one person on the other side.

Zhao Baixin was as dejected as death.

He spent all his savings and borrowed huge sums of money to spend time in the Emerald Forest to create such a caravan. The caravan is all loaded with wood elements. If he can transport it to the wilderness, he will have at least dozens of times the profit.

If he succeeds, he will become famous; if he fails, he will be beyond redemption.

Owing a huge debt would kill him in an instant. The creditors who come to his door will take away everything he has, including his life.

He doesn't want to die.

He tried to negotiate with the looters and begged, hoping that the other party would give him a way out. However, the other party turned a deaf ear and all the guards turned into birds and scattered. At this time, saving lives was the most important thing.

Zhao Bo'an couldn't escape. Without the goods, escape would be a dead end.

His face turned pale as he stuttered and continued to plead with the plunderers, but the next scene made him completely despair.

The other party opened his cloak, and it turned out to be a grass-root puppet. It opened the three-leaf vine cart and poured all the materials in the cart into its mouth. The body composed of grass tendons and lotus root joints is not strong, but like a bottomless pit.

Carloads of wooden materials were poured into the mouth of the Grass Lotus Root Puppet.

With every sip he poured, Zhao Baian's despair increased. When half of the caravan's cargo was swallowed up by the Grass Lotus puppet, Zhao Bo'an knew that he was doomed.

After knowing that he was going to die, the fear in his heart disappeared, and Zhao Bo'an suddenly cursed at the Grass Lotus Puppet.

He was not good at swearing at all, but he racked his brains and threw all the curse words he knew and heard at the Grass Lotus Puppet.

The Grass Lotus Puppet was stunned by his scolding. It took him a while to react, and he couldn't help but became furious and rushed towards Zhao Bo'an.

Zhao Bo'an, who thought he had put life and death aside, faced the murderous Grass Lotus Puppet with its teeth and claws, and his mind went blank. All his courage was drained away in an instant. He howled, turned around and ran away.

The instinct of survival left him no room to think at all.

Zhao Bo'an never imagined that he could run so fast and like a mad dog. Even the Grass Lotus puppet that had eaten half of the caravan was pulled behind him.

Zhao Bo'an suddenly found someone in front of him, like a drowning person who would never let go even if he grabbed a straw.

He screamed at the top of his lungs: Help! Help!

Qingfeng saw someone in front of him, but he had no intention of stopping. He was filled with anger.

He completely failed in this mission. The Ling Mansion collapsed, the ancient treasure was missing, Xiao Shuren committed suicide, he himself was seriously injured, and Netherworld Lotus suffered heavy losses.

Qingfeng was running under the Daizong sect and had experienced countless tasks, large and small. This was the first time he was so embarrassed. For a proud and arrogant person like him, failure again and again is like a slap in the face.

There was a fire in his heart, an evil fire.

If he was forced into that situation by Master Kunlun, he would not be angry at all. The first swordsman master in history, with such a status, it doesn't matter if he loses.

But who is Chu Chaoyang?

Nobody!

He was wounded by a sword from an unknown soldier!

Not only was his body severely injured, but his mind was also damaged, and he woke up from nightmares every night these days. An incomplete mind is a big taboo for Yuan Xiu. Psychological repair is far more difficult than physical repair.

The Heavenly Palace has been a mysterious place since ancient times.

Qingfeng's situation is even worse. He is a Grass Lotus puppet, and his body is modified by Grass Lotus. But after all, it is not his own body, and there are many conflicts with his head. Many of his eccentricities stem from conflicts in the origins of life.

Normally, Qingfeng needs to take medicine to calm these adverse reactions.

The medicine was prepared by the owner, who also bluntly stated that he could not solve these adverse reactions yet.

Qingfeng's mind was severely traumatized, and the adverse reactions that had been calmed down immediately surfaced. So Qingfeng discovered that his body was like a damaged machine, often out of control. Suddenly the hands and feet become a ball of knotted straw ropes, the body suddenly loses balance, etc. Various situations arise one after another. Otherwise, how come this damn little reptile hasn't been crushed until now?

After devouring half of the caravan's Mu Yuan materials, Qingfeng felt that his energy had recovered a lot. Although it is not as good as the master's mud pond, the extracted and refined wood energy is still nourishing his body.

This place is far away from the crisis-ridden Silver City, and the breeze is unbridled.

Silver City is really a scary place. It looks like a dilapidated house that is leaking from all directions and could collapse at any time. But once you break in, you'll find dangers and traps everywhere.

When he saw someone in front of him, Qingfeng didn't care, he just killed them together.

It's a pity that eating people can't restore the vitality. Qingfeng licked his lips with regret.

Mu Yuan materials are hard to find, but Yuan Xiu is available everywhere.

The little reptile cried for help and hid behind passers-by. Qingfeng looked disapproving. How naive to be able to make an enemy out of a random person!

Qingfeng had a ferocious smile on his face and said in a vague and leaky voice: There is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no way to hell and you come here instead!

Qingfeng opened his palm, and the grass tendons suddenly swelled, like five whips hitting Ai Hui.

The injuries on his body were caused by Chu Chaoyang, which also made him hate the sword cultivator extremely. At this moment, seeing Ai Hui holding a bone sword in his hand, his murderous intent suddenly aroused.

Ai Hui knew at a glance that Qingfeng's injury had not recovered yet, and he felt even happier. He has absorbed two Yuan Dan in the past few days, and his Yuanli realm has greatly increased. He also concentrates on sorting out his thoughts and understanding, and his swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds.

Immediately, he imitated Qingfeng's tone and shouted loudly: There is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no way to hell but you come here instead!

The Dragon Vertebral Sword in his hand stabbed at the flying grass tendons.

Qingfeng was startled by Ai Hui's sudden voice, and when she reacted, she became furious.

The two sides fought at an extremely fast speed, and Qingfeng's five grass tendons danced as tightly as the wind, like a violent storm. But what Qingfeng didn't expect was that the opponent's shot speed was not inferior to his.

The dense crashing sound was like rain hitting banana trees.

Circles of ripples of Yuan Power continued to emerge, spread, and crush between the two people.

Qingfeng realized something was wrong at this time. The opponent's swordsmanship was very strong!

He couldn't figure out why so many powerful Yuan Xiu who practiced swordsmanship suddenly appeared out of thin air? The two sides seemed to be evenly matched, but Qingfeng had already given up on him. After all, he had not recovered, and he also had a psychological shadow on the powerful swordsman.

At this time, when encountering a hard hand, he wanted to run away.

However, he was horrified to find that there was a strange suction force coming from the opponent's sword, and his tendon was actually sucked, making it difficult to break free.

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

He was increasingly horrified.

Ai Hui felt very comfortable. Qingfeng was still quite strong despite his strength. Especially the tendons protruding from his palms are like the claws of an octopus, extremely flexible.

Ai Hui found that his thrusts could barely keep up with Qingfeng's five grass tendons. It was his first time to encounter such a fast attack frequency. Under such a high-speed attack frequency, all moves are almost impossible to use, and only the most basic thrusts can be used.

Bang bang bang!

Explosive sounds bloomed in the air, and each impact formed a bright light, and the light flickered between the two people.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qingfeng joined the battle with the other hand. The ten straw tendons immediately made Ai Hui disgraced and received several whips on his body.

Qingfeng was overjoyed, and the ten grass tendons were as fast as lightning, stabbing Ai Hui continuously with extremely fast speed.

Ai Hui blocked from left to right, extremely embarrassed, and almost got stabbed several times.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Qingfeng's morale was boosted. As long as his tendons penetrated the opponent's body, he could drain the opponent's blood in a very short period of time.

The ten tendons moved faster and turned into a blur.

Bang bang bang!

A louder explosion and a more dazzling light almost enveloped Ai Hui's figure.

One second, two seconds... five seconds... ten seconds...

Qingfeng was shocked to find that every time the opponent seemed to be on the verge of falling, but every time he would not fall!

Damn it! how so?

Qingfeng began to feel uneasy. The Yuan Power in his body was being consumed at an alarming rate. This was the Yuan Power he had accumulated just after devouring half of the caravan's Mu Yuan materials.

Once Yuan Li bottoms out, he won't be able to leave even if he wants to.

Qingfeng suddenly accelerated the attack frequency, and the opponent was suppressed again and was in a panic. But this time, Qingfeng didn't like fighting at all, and suddenly turned around and ran away.

Huh, uh, uh...

Ai Hui's body was soaked with sweat. It was the first time he encountered such a high-frequency attack. If his swordsmanship hadn't increased dramatically recently, this time it would have been worse.

But fortunately, he resisted. When the attacks were most intensive, his body was completely surrendered to instinct, and the speed of drawing the sword was faster than the speed of his thinking.

Under the strong pressure, Ai Hui noticed changes in the thrusts on his hands. He drew his sword faster, with more reasonable force and posture, and a better angle of attack.

Ai Hui, who was sweating profusely, was breathing heavily, looking at the fleeing Qingfeng with bright eyes, as if looking at a priceless treasure.

Want to run?

Ai Hui had a ferocious smile on his face, and valuable things had never escaped from his hands!

Gem Star's sword wings suddenly flapped, and he rushed forward like a bolt of lightning.

In the air, the Dragon Vertebral Sword in his hand stabbed into the empty space in front of him. The flexible joints of the Dragon Vertebral Sword were like a flexible snake, constantly cutting through the air barrier in front of him. Ai Hui's speed increased sharply again!

Qingfeng, who was running away like crazy, heard the roar behind him, turned his head and looked back, and was suddenly stunned.

Behind him, Zhao Bo'an stared dumbfoundedly at the Grass Lotus puppet that was chasing him just now. At this moment, he was running away, panicking and not choosing his path.

Then he saw the swordsmanship cultivator also rushing out, very fast, and then he watched helplessly as the swordsmanship cultivator's speed accelerated, accelerated, and accelerated again in a completely contrary to common sense. Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and the air around the opponent suddenly exploded, forming a circular air wave ring.

The clear air wave ring seemed to be frozen in the middle, but the figure that rushed into the ring suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

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