"If you want to kill someone, it's best to use hot weapons, followed by cold weapons, and finally martial arts to fight to the death." Qin Ran carried Li Shiyin on his back, took out a silk ribbon, and slowly tied the two of them tightly.
"In the world of cultivating immortals, it is best to set up a formation in advance and guide people into the formation, then use tools and poison, and finally fight."
"If it really comes to the point where we have to fight to solve it, then Shiyin, remember..." He squatted down with Li Shiyin on his back, picked up Li Shiyin's two swords, held Qingxing in his left hand and Muran in his right hand, "There is only one purpose for fighting, and that is to knock the enemy down!"
There were thirteen people in total who entered the Wind Scroll Field. Except for one who had just formed an infant, the others were all in the Golden Core Stage... None of them were in the early Golden Core Stage.
They watched Qin Ran tie Li Shiyin to his back with a murderous look on his face, but they didn't take it seriously, thinking it was a classic scene of beating the younger to get the older... The older one was a young cultivator in the early Jindan stage.
How could they take thirteen high-level monks attacking a low-level monk seriously
“How can we kill the enemy quickly and efficiently?” Qin Ran used his magic power to connect the two swords in an instant. The swords glowed with a colorless halo. “We should hit the enemy where he is afraid of being hit. Hit the weak spot!”
"Can Qin Ran fight?" Long Qiqi turned into a little girl, leaned against Zhuifeng, and asked curiously.
Zhuifeng looked at Qin Ran stupidly and shook his head. He had never seen Qin Ran fight head-on.
"Can he use swordsmanship?" Long Qiqi asked again.
Zhuifeng shook his head again. He had never seen Qin Ran practice swordplay.
The man on the other side didn't take Qin Ran seriously at first, but when he saw Qin Ran sense the two swords in an instant, his expression became a little serious... This guy is something.
But it was just a little serious. Who knows if Kieran had sensed these two swords before.
Sensing objects is not refining them. Sensing objects only sorts out the internal structure of the magical instrument so that one's own magic power can flow within the magical instrument. However, refining is connecting with the bloodline of the magical instrument and is a life and death contract.
"Shiyin, watch out!" Qin Ran said finally.
Li Shiyin leaned on his shoulder and nodded. Her whole body was limp except for her eyes which were bright and excited.
"boom!"
Qin Ran suddenly exerted force, and his whole body exploded, revealing thirteen figures, each holding a sword and attacking a cultivator... At an extremely fast speed, they arrived in an instant!
"What?"
The speed was too fast. These cultivators who didn’t take Qin Ran seriously didn’t care at all. This was not the speed a Jindan-stage cultivator should have. They didn’t have time to tell whether the person in front of them was real or fake, so they had to take action to deal with him.
A voice rang out in the space. It was Qin Ran’s voice. His voice was gentle, like he was giving a lecture.
"This man's left arm is injured, so his greatest weakness is on the left side."
"Are you targeting me?" The stone man's face changed slightly, and he punched forward with all his strength, smashing Qin Ran, who was coming in front of him with a sword, to pieces.
“Fake?!” He felt a little relieved, thinking it was Qin Ran’s trick to confuse the enemy.
"puff!"
But at this moment, a sword appeared out of thin air and stabbed into the place where his left hand was cut.
“Ah…” He screamed and looked over. Qin Ran appeared there with Li Shiyin on his back. He clenched his right fist and punched Qin Ran without hesitation.
Qin Ran held the Muran sword in his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched towards the stone man's fist.
“Bang!”
The stone man, who was a physical cultivator, was knocked away by Qin Ran's punch!
Qin Ran's figure swayed, and he looked at the stone man and Li Shiyin in mid-air and said, "After finding the enemy's weakness, remember to tear it open. It's best to kill it with one blow!"
"boom!"
The stone man suddenly exploded while he was still in the air before he fell to the ground!
In an instant, blood and flesh scraps splashed all over the wind-swept area, and then fell like bloody rain.
In the midst of this bloody rain, Qin Ran continued to teach Li Shiyin in a gentle voice: "Because the enemy is not stupid, they will quickly hide their weaknesses."
One... one move? Killing a body cultivator cleanly and neatly with just one move? !
The remaining twelve cultivators were filled with fear. Physical cultivators were known for their toughness, but they were killed instantly by a cross-border person.
The Nascent Soul cultivator saw more clearly. In that instant just now, Qin Ran seemed to have only used his clone to disrupt everyone's vision. In fact, the moment he rushed out, he used more than one spell. He used at least three spells: clone, invisibility and explosion.
He can cast three spells in an instant and defeat a physical opponent head-on with fists. He is definitely a top-notch genius!
And it was precisely Qin Ran's casting speed and physical body that Su Changqing praised. Su Changqing had watched Qin Ran transcend the tribulation and praised him, saying that this man was perfect in every aspect, which made him want to fight.
The Nascent Soul cultivator had the intention to retreat... It was not that he could not defeat him, but he thought more about it. For a person like Qin Ran, how terrifying would his master be behind him
In the bloody rain, Qin Ran looked at the remaining twelve people and said, "Master has told you that the physical body of a Jindan cultivator will become infinitely stronger under the illumination of the Jindan, and the Jindan physique cannot be easily broken. However, no matter how terrifying the Jindan physique is, the Jindan cultivator is also in human form, and the human body has its own weaknesses.
Not a single monk Dan will be left behind.
"For example, in the body, at the acupuncture points, at the vital points."
As he was talking, he suddenly disappeared!
"Has he become invisible again?" The monks felt nervous and secretly circulated their magic power, becoming alert.
But what they didn't expect was that Qin Ran had just disappeared, and the previously injured Yin Fengyan woman here suddenly screamed!
Everyone looked over and saw Qin Ran suddenly appearing there. He thrust out two swords in his hands, one stabbing into the woman's chest... where Li Shiyin had pierced before, and the other stabbing into the woman's eyes... the weakest part of the human body.
"Is the escape technique so fast?" someone wondered in his heart.
"No, it can't be that fast. It's impossible for him to go unnoticed by us." A smart monk saw the clue, "Before he disappeared, he had already become invisible! The one who suddenly disappeared was actually his clone!"
The sword that had pierced the woman's chest was pulled down and accurately cut into the Danzhong point, cutting through the woman's dantian and causing the golden elixir to fall out; the sword that had pierced the eyes was pulled horizontally and cut off the woman's skull.
Qin Ran put away his sword and turned around, saying to Li Shiyin, "What is the key to fighting one against many? It is to never fall into the enemy's encirclement, and to always face one enemy."
The woman fell to the ground behind him, and white and red liquid flowed all over the floor.
Although the cultivators were all cold-blooded and ruthless, seeing Qin Ran kill two people in an instant with such cruel means, the remaining eleven cultivators really couldn't stand it.
Especially the Nascent Soul cultivator... Firstly, people become more afraid of death as they age, and secondly, he had always suspected that Qin Ran had a powerful background. Now that he saw Qin Ran killing someone cleanly and efficiently again, he could no longer bear it and fled from the Wind Scroll Field.
When they saw that the people with the highest cultivation level had run away, the remaining people who were already terrified could no longer bear it and fled from the wind-swept area one after another.
"Running away from a battle will leave your back to the enemy." Qin Ran said, holding two swords, rising into the air, appearing outside the fog, above the raging wind, among the catkins, "On the battlefield, anyone who is shot in the back is a disgrace."
When they heard that Qin Ran wanted to kill them all, the monks ran even faster.
Qin Ran carried Li Shiyin on his back, held two swords, stood among the willow catkins, and watched those people go away.
In the distance, silver-grey catkins are rolling over...
Qin Ran looked up at the dark cloud-covered sky, and the white catkins gradually disappeared.
"The snow has stopped." He whispered to Li Shiyin.
"Yeah." Li Shiyin lay on his back, hugged his neck, rested her head on his shoulder, looked at his jaw, and a soft voice came out of her nose.