Lu Ping, who had recovered his mana, was getting closer and closer to the Seven Star Palace. On this day, Lu Ping saw a forest from a distance, and suddenly the jade slip given to him by Ji Zixuan vibrated. The monks meet.
Lu Ping hurried towards the woods. It wasn't that Lu Ping was reluctant to sit on Lu Qin's back, but that the flying mount had too high a target. In a dangerous place like Seven Star Sky, it was very easy to become the target of public criticism.
When he got close to the woods, Lu Ping frowned. It stands to reason that Ji Zixuan and Yin Zichu should also know the news of his arrival, but Lu Ping had already walked outside the woods, and the two of them came out to greet him. Looking at the quiet woods, Lu Ping thought After thinking about it, he spread his consciousness and quietly sneaked into the woods.
"The two of you should have teamed up to repel Miao Weidong of the Xuanling Sect." The leader of the five black-clothed men who were confronting Ji Zixuan and Yin Zichu in the woods asked with a sneer.
"You hide your head and show your tail, you must be a street rat of the Fuhai Gang, right? Why don't you find a hole in the Qixingtian, and you won't be afraid to die if you run out?" Lu Ping didn't expect that Ji Zixuan, who is always gentle and elegant, would sometimes speak harshly. .
Anger flashed on the face of the head monk of the Fuhai Gang, he ignored Ji Zixuan's sarcasm, and said to himself: "Ten days ago, I gathered more than 20 monks from the Fuhai Gang and a group of leading monks called Alberto to fight I fought a battle with that Alberto named Alberto for dozens of rounds, I don’t know if the two of you can survive the siege of the five of us.”
Yin Zichu directly held two top-level daggers in his hands, and said coldly, "You'll know if you try it!"
The leading monk of the Fuhai Gang was about to open his mouth to say something, when Yin Zichu suddenly disappeared to the right, the leading monk was startled, and shouted to the monk on the left: "Be careful!"
With a flick of his left hand, the sleeve of the leading monk suddenly stretched, turning into a cloth barrier, intending to wrap the leftmost monk in it, but just as the cloth barrier stretched out three feet away, a wooden monkey jumped over from one side , crashed into the barrier.
"Ah!" There was a scream, and a monk from the Fuhai Gang on the far side was seriously injured by Yin Zichu's sneak attack, and one arm flew into the sky.
"Bastard! Surround them and attack them with all your strength, leaving no one alive." The leading monk didn't expect that one of his side would be seriously injured as soon as he came up, and he was furious.
The leading monk took the lead, and Feiyun sleeve shot out, blocking Yin Zichu who was about to kill, and the two monks on the left and right stepped forward to respond, causing the seriously injured monk of the Fuhai Gang to retreat.
The leading monk of the Fuhai Gang stretched out his hand to grab the air, and a nine-edged, three-foot crystal mace landed in his hand, and he waved his hand at Ji Zixuan.
Ji Zixuan saw that Yin Zichu was entangled by the other three members of the Fuhai Gang on the other side. Although Yin Zichu was extremely fast and fought with the three of them, trying not to fall into the encirclement of the three, but the three of the Fuhai Gang had obviously already arrived before they came. Already thought of a way to restrain the two of them.
Ji Zixuan and Yin Zichu grew up together since they were young, and they have a good understanding and cooperation with each other. The combination of the two is not just as simple as two hemolytic seven-layer monks.
Although the three members of Fuhai Gang couldn't keep up with Yin Zichu's speed and sharp swordsmanship, they could cooperate with each other so that Yin Zichu couldn't get close to Ji Zixuan, and the two couldn't form an effective cooperation.
In desperation, Ji Zixuan had no choice but to release two puppets in the late stage of hemolysis. An armored warrior puppet wielded a large sword and collided with the flying crystal mace.
The crystal mace flew upside down, but the armored warrior took several steps back. There was a big gap in the big sword, and there was a "creaking" sound with his arms, as if he was about to be knocked off by the blow of the crystal mace. generally.
The corners of Ji Zixuan's eyes twitched, and his heart ached to death. This iron-armored puppet was his most proud work. Ji Zixuan hurriedly directed the black-armored puppet Lu Ping had seen before to come forward to help. Spiritual consciousness participated in the battle, so he had to take out the octagonal shield to protect himself.
At this time, Lu Ping was hiding more than a hundred feet away from the battle between the two sides. This place was obviously beyond the reach of both sides' spiritual senses, and Lu Ping could clearly grasp the situation of the two sides' fighting skills in the forest.
Lu Ping's invisibility technique is too bad, and it is easy to be discovered within the range of other people's consciousness. The head monk of the Fuhai Gang is obviously not weak. If Lu Ping is discovered, he will lose the effect of surprise.
At this time, Ji Zixuan was already in danger, and Yin Zichu was entangled by three monks of the Fuhai Gang whose cultivation level was higher than his, and he couldn't take care of himself.
The head cultivator felt that he had already controlled the situation, and said proudly: "Are you two still going to fight? Sensible, show me the magic weapon you got last time and let me see and see. Maybe once your magic weapon is shot, we will be defeated. You two have it."
Lu Ping used the invisibility tactic and moved forward another twenty or thirty feet. Fortunately, the Fuhai Gang had the upper hand and their vigilance was lax, so Lu Ping was not found.
Yin Zichu swung his swords in the air, radiating a hundred and twenty-eight sword lights to attack the three members of the Fuhai Gang who were besieging him, but they were only one step away from the "power situation".
Yin Zichu suddenly threw off the three of them and galloped towards the direction where Lu Ping was hiding.
"No, he wants to escape!"
"Leave your companions alone, and the True Spirit faction is nothing more than that!"
"Can he escape? The two swords just now must have cost him a lot of mana, and he will run out of mana if he can't escape very far."
The three Fuhai Gang monks chased and cursed at the same time.
After Yin Zichu ran tens of feet, his speed really slowed down, as if he was really exhausted.
The three of them were overjoyed, shouting and throwing the magic weapon at Yin Zichu's back.
With "helplessness", Yin Zichu had no choice but to turn around and use his two swords to resist, but he barely blocked two of the magic weapons.
Seeing that the third magic weapon was about to shatter Yin Zichu's protective energy and injure him severely, the monks of the Fuhai Gang were all overjoyed, but they didn't notice the mocking expression in Yin Zichu's eyes.
A cyan sword light suddenly exploded from behind a big tree behind Yin Zichu's side, knocking the third magic weapon into the air, and the sword light continued to run towards one of the cultivators with unexhausted momentum.
The cultivator was suddenly attacked, and with a cry of surprise, he hurriedly blocked the protective magic weapon in front of him, but a burst of dense metal and iron sounds hit the high-level magic weapon in an instant, directly smashing the magic weapon. shattered into pieces.
The monk's two instruments were severely injured, and his chest felt tight. He didn't care to spit out the blood in his mouth, and hurriedly retreated in the direction of the other two, intending to seek help.
But it was too late, the monk suddenly felt a chill in his chest, when he looked down, there were two pinholes on the shirt on his chest, and two drops of bright red were expanding on the shirt.