Seeing Raksha Ma's face injured, Nian Youyu seized the opportunity and appeared behind Raksha Ma's body again and again with a sway.
Raksha Mamian was slightly confused because of the injury. After more than a year, Raksha Mamian did not find it. It wasn't until the evil blood in Nian Youyu's hand was inserted into the back of Raksha Mamian, that Raksha Mamian reacted and let out some screams.
Nian Youyu had to take it as soon as he saw it, and when he hit a hit, he quickly escaped. When the Rakshama noodles were painful and reacted, Nian Youyu had already escaped as far as ten meters away.
"Everyone, work harder. She is seriously injured now, and the poison on her body is rapidly breaking out. We only need to hold on for a while before we can personally kill the eighth-level Taoist in front of us." Hou Shexue smiled and continued: "If we can kill her, we will be able to prove our strength to Senior Qiu Chuji. When Senior Qiu Chuji is happy, he will definitely give us extra rewards."
I have to say that Hou Shexue's words are extremely provocative. So when Hou Shexue's voice fell, the aura in everyone instantly rose by at least 30%.
At this time, the face of Rakshasa was pale, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead involuntarily. Hearing Hou Shexue's words, Luo Shama frowned, and his body appeared outside the battle circle.
"Today's hatred, I will write it down. You'd better pray to roll back to Qiu Chuji as soon as possible, otherwise, I will make you pay a heavy price!"
Raksha Mamian glared at me again with a pair of spiteful eyes, followed his body, and ran wildly towards the distance. After a while, he disappeared from our sight.
Seeing Raksha Mamian leave, I breathed a sigh of relief. The previous sword looked like a flashlight, but it also brought heavy pressure to me. You must know that if the sword just couldn't severely inflict Raksha's horse face, then I would definitely be the one injured next. With the strength of Rakshasa Mamian, it is even possible to seize the opportunity to directly kill me.
"For more than a year, when she was about to run away, why didn't you catch up? You must know that at your speed, you can easily stop her."
Hearing the question of a trick, Nian Youyu raised her brows and whispered: "Brother, are you kidding? Raksha Ma Mian was injured just now and has gone crazy. Why did you let me catch up and let me die?"
"She had her arm broken and was poisoned again, and she must not be able to perform 50% of her strength.
, As long as you can stop her for an instant, we can catch up, and then surround her and kill her. "
"Raksha Mamian is an eighth-level Taoist priest, even if she can only show 50% of her strength. But at the critical juncture of life and death, once Raksha Mamian is desperate, the ten of us will die at least one third, especially on the ground. The one lying down didn't even have a chance to resist."
I glanced at it, and then said: "The Rakshasa Mamian is one of the four ghosts under Mr. Ouyang. The four ghosts are famous for China. They must have a magic weapon to save their lives. Just a few of us, think It’s not easy to kill her."
"But she has been poisoned, she is poisoned, how much can she show her strength?"
"Poison is not omnipotent!" Hou Shexue stepped forward and said: "The poison on my body is not a problem if it wants to affect you, but if you want to affect the Rakshasa horse face, the effect is a bit unsatisfactory. The most poison is to let it happen. She feels a little weak, and it will not affect her body too much."
When I saw a trick, I wanted to talk, so I waved my hand and said, "Raksha Mamian is a horse that stumbled today and fell into our hands. No one can guarantee that she will return in anger and anger in order to retaliate. To be safe, we need to leave here as soon as possible."
"Red-faced Guan Gong, you are strong, carrying the mayfly to transfer."
We didn't dare to stay where we were. We walked in the middle of the night and found a low hillside and stopped. Just when we stopped, the mayfly woke up with Youyou.
"Where is this? What's wrong with me?"
Hou Shexue picked up firewood and threw it into the fire, and replied without looking back, "This is the Yin Cao Jifu, and we were all killed by Raksha Mamian."
"Yin Cao Jifu?" The mayfly touched the injured place, and then asked, "Who is Raksha Mamian?"
"Raksha Mamian is the one who hurt you, because you angered her, she angered us and killed us all. We are all ghosts now, if you don’t believe it, you can feel it. You must feel top-heavy now. ."
Seeing Mayfly frowned, I smiled slightly and said: "She is lying to you, Rakshasa was beaten away by us. We are now in a safe place."
"Stopped?" Mayfly heard what I said, his eyes
A chill flashed in the middle.
"If it wasn't because she attacked me and knocked me out, I could kill her alone."
"Well, you should calm down and heal your injuries. Tomorrow we still have a long way to go."
After speaking, I unfolded the map left by Qiu Chuji.
"The map given by Senior Qiu Chuji clearly shows the route of advancement from the Chongyang Palace to Shennongjia. It seems that Senior Qiu Chuji meant that we would go along this road."
"We previously guessed that Senior Qiu Chuji let us go on the road alone to test us, and now it seems that we should be inseparable."
Hearing the analysis of Fei Bo and I, we smiled and said: "Even if it is a test, it doesn't matter. We defeated an eighth-level Taoist today. I don't believe that the danger we will encounter next will be even greater than an eighth-level Taoist. Great. I’ve been on the road today. I haven’t had time to practice. Now that I’m free, I should hurry up and get into concentration cultivation."
After speaking, he crossed his legs and closed his eyes.
"Everyone is tired. Let's rest early. I'll be on guard. Don't worry about safety."
"Tang and Song donors, let the poor monks come, you are now the core of the team, you should keep enough rest."
"No, I can't sleep right now, I have to practice sword anyway, and I will watch for everyone by the way."
Hearing what I said, Fei Bo didn't insist anymore. He leaned on a big tree and closed his eyes. After a while, he snorted like a muffled thunder.
I took a look at Fei Bo, really envious of his sleep quality.
Standing up, I took out the fire-printed sword, first pulled up a beautiful sword flower, and then began to practice splitting.
I have practiced three thousand times of splitting, stabbing, and sweeping for a while. Combined with today's battle, I found that I didn't waste any time. At least I found that my sword is now much faster than before.
"I want to ask you, do you practice swords like this?"
The sound of a move reached my ears, I put away the sword and smiled, and said to him: "Diligence can make up for the weakness. I usually practice swords like this."
"What's the name of your sword stroke that wounded Raksha's horse face today?"
"Smile Three Swords!"
"Three Swords of Laughing! The Three Swords of Laughing!"
(End of this chapter)