The ghost lingers!
Hong Qing hid directly on Mi Xiaojing's route home, waiting for an opportunity to attack, which shows how much he hates Mi Xiaojing.
After several battles, Mi Xiaojing is no longer a rookie in combat. In addition, the combat experience he inherited from Wang Weijun has gradually been understood and verified by him, so his combat effectiveness is improving by leaps and bounds.
The power of the Thunder Sword made Mi Xiaojing overjoyed. It was really powerful. In the fight with Hong Qing, he did not fall behind at all. Especially when attacking, the mantra can suppress the opponent's power and let the power of the Thunder Sword be fully exerted.
Hong Qing secretly complained. He originally thought that if Mi Xiaojing didn't have the Green Wood Formation, he could completely suppress Mi Xiaojing within a few moves and then try to capture him alive. Unexpectedly, the opponent's flying sword was so sharp. There were thunder and lightning, and there were also some weird golden light spots. He didn't know that these were mantra characters.
There was a lot of noise during the sword fight, and the most hateful thing was that Mi Xiaojing was still yelling.
No wonder Mi Xiaojing shouted, he had a handy flying sword for the first time. He was so happy that he couldn't help shouting: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Haha! Look at the sword... kill!"
Although Hong Qing was able to resist, he felt guilty. He knew how much the sect's great elders valued Mi Xiaojing. If he knew that he was trying to kill Mi Xiaojing, no great elder would spare him.
Even though Mi Xiaojing was yelling, he was actually a little panicked. On the surface, he looked happy, but in fact, he had already thought about running away if he couldn't be beaten.
Mi Xiaojing had a lot of talismans in his hand. He used his flying sword to block and throw the talismans around. He patted himself defensively and threw them out for attack. The fight was very lively for a while.
Once a fireball talisman is hit, it will cause an explosion. Although it is not very loud, if more than a dozen fireball talismans are played continuously, the noise will be loud.
Hong Qing regretted it again, his heart was on fire.
"Boy! Have a good fight if you can! Stop yelling!"
"Bah! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Hong Qing suddenly felt bad. Every word Mi Xiaojing said seemed like a giant hammer hitting his soul hard.
This is a mantra attack!
Mi Xiaojing discovered that as long as he used the mantra to attack, the opponent's attack momentum would slow down, and he could barely hold on.
The Thunder Sword itself was stronger than Hong Qing's magic sword, and more than a little stronger. With the mantra attack and the smashing of talismans, Hong Qing was unable to control the situation. He was about to go crazy. This kid was so difficult to deal with. What made him feel guilty the most was that there was too much movement. This was not a very remote place. If someone passed by, he would be in big trouble.
Mi Xiaojing was actually fighting and retreating at the same time. He didn't want to continue to pester him and thought of escaping back to Huiquan Villa first. Only by activating the Aoki Formation could he really kill this guy.
Hong Qing also wanted to retreat. He really didn't want to be discovered: "Fuck you!" He raised his hand and played an ice charm. The air around him seemed to condense, forming countless ice creams in an instant. Mi Xiaojing only felt that his whole body Stiffened, he was horrified, and suddenly cast out a spell. In an instant, the thunder sword burst out countless tiny arcs of electricity, which surged overwhelmingly with the mantra, sweeping away the cold atmosphere.
Then Mi Xiaojing discovered that Hong Qing had escaped, and he was stunned. Why did this guy escape
Mi Xiaojing also did not dare to pursue him. He knew that his strength was not enough. It was not easy to scare this guy away. He turned around and flew towards Huiquan Villa.
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Hong Qing ran away all the way. Although the battle lasted only a few minutes, it seemed to him that it was unbearable.
After flying a short distance, Hong Qing landed. He looked a little frustrated in the direction Mi Xiaojing disappeared. This time he failed again. He found that Mi Xiaojing's strength had improved a lot, especially the opponent's magic sword. It's incredibly strong.
He had investigated Mi Xiaojing and knew that when the little guy first came here, he was really poor. He was still a small cultivator, not even a cultivator. But to become so powerful in such a short period of time really made him think. not understand.
Hong Qing was still rejoicing in his heart. He made a decisive decision and retreated decisively when he saw that the sneak attack failed. If he had fought for a few more minutes, he would have probably alerted the others. From the perspective of the sect elder, he would of course understand what was going on. What he wanted It's hard to defend.
It was so hateful that Hong Qing found that he could not do anything to Mi Xiaojing, and he felt aggrieved. It was too annoying that a cultivator who had established the Dzogchen Foundation could not deal with a little guy who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. .
Hong Qing was wandering on the road step by step, and Hong Qing was in a mess. At this time, he stepped out and stepped on a withered vine.
Hong Qing didn't pay attention and continued to move forward.
A mutation occurred from this, and the dry vine seemed to suddenly come alive, climbing up along Hong Qing's feet.
Hong Qing was horrified. He whipped out the magic sword and slashed downwards. His reaction was already very fast, but the reaction of the withered vine was even faster. In an instant, the withered vine covered his whole body. The eye-catching dead vine suddenly glowed with green light.
He directly entangled Hong Qing tightly. Hong Qing realized that his body had been completely imprisoned by the vines, and his heart suddenly sank.
"you!"
Chen Shouyi slowly fell down from a big tree and said, "You ambush and attack Mi Xiaojing... I have seen it clearly. Go and explain this to the great elder!"
A spell was cast, and the vines immediately strangled Hong Qing's neck. The magic sword fell to the ground. Chen Shouyi stepped forward to take it away. Then he unceremoniously took off Hong Qing's storage bag, put it to his ear, and gently touched it. The voice said: "You used to call me Senior Brother, and later you called me Senior Uncle. I know you have always been dissatisfied with me, and as far as I can see... there are too many alchemists in Caorentang..."
"you!"
Chen Shouyi added another magic formula, took out a slender needle, and continued to whisper in Hong Qing's ear: "You also know that I have tolerated you for a long time... Haha, if you form a pill, I won't It’s easy to handle, now…hehe, hehehe!”
When Hong Qing saw the needle in Chen Shouyi's hand, he couldn't help but be horrified. He struggled desperately, but this withered vine was a magic weapon in the elixir-forming stage. It was perfect for binding people. With his level of cultivation, it was impossible to Unable to break free.
"Uncle Master...Uncle Master...It's my disciple's fault. Uncle Master, please spare me once..."
Hong Qing stared at the needle in horror.
Pulse locking soul needle!
As soon as the needle entered the body, his cultivation was completely locked. At that time, he was just an ordinary mortal.
"Do you think I will spare you? Haha!"
"You, you bastard! You don't deserve to die well, you..."