The True Colors of a Hero

Chapter 700: Life is like tea, and tea is like Tao! (7)

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A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Liu Xun knew that if it weren't for the dozens of spikes that offset part of the spear's attack, he would probably have been pierced by the spear by now.

Sure enough, there is still some gap between Jie Di and himself. After all, he is only at the level of Jie Ren. Even if he has the understanding of the Tao above Jie Di, there is already a qualitative difference in combat power.

Just as he was thinking, the foreign monk moved, and his silver-iron spear was like a poisonous snake, staring at Liu Xun's neck, as if he was going to pierce him.

With a frown on his face, Liu Xun increased his speed to the limit and retreated a thousand meters in an instant. After the first collision just now, he knew that if he fought head-on, he would never be able to match this foreign cultivator.

But simply running away was not a solution, because the foreign monk had already locked onto him. No matter how fast he was, the spear would always be like a leech on his tarsal bones, appearing at his neck in an instant.

"Oh no! It's been doubly locked. This silver spear has a spirit!" The scenes before his eyes made Liu Xun's expression change slightly. This was definitely not just the spiritual lock of the foreign cultivator, because he knew the speed of the foreign cultivator. If he wanted to avoid his attack, there was no need to put so much effort.

However, now, no matter how fast he was, the foreign monk could always lock onto him in the first moment. This was definitely not something the person in front of him could do, otherwise he would have caught up with him long ago.

Weapon spirit! This silver spear definitely has a weapon spirit, and I have been locked by it! Thinking of this, Liu Xun couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. Being locked by a cultivator of the sixth level of the robbery world and a weapon with a weapon spirit, if this continues, sooner or later he will be pierced through the throat.

Liu Xun spread out his spiritual sense, and prepared to find a way to increase the distance. But just as his spiritual sense spread, his face turned pale instantly. A hundred meters behind him was a mountain that was a thousand meters high.

No way to retreat! Liu Xun couldn't move forward at all, and could only retreat to avoid the silver spear's glare, but at this moment, a mountain appeared behind him, and the size of the mountain was not small.

Because all his energy was used to deal with the foreign monks, he did not pay attention to the back. He suddenly found a mountain, which completely disrupted his thoughts. He could no longer escape the attack range of the spear.

The two men were moving too fast, and a distance of a hundred meters was just a matter of a breath. Liu Xun had been forced to the vicinity of the mountain at this time. The spear light was like a faint light from hell, and it instantly pierced towards his throat.

Liu Xun's face was extremely pale. He twisted his neck and barely dodged the spear light, but a line of blood was still left on his neck. Fortunately, his artery was not injured. The only difference was that the burning pain in his neck was extremely clear.

The foreign monk snorted coldly, and his body as strong as a tiger suddenly appeared in front of Liu Xun. He then punched Liu Xun's abdomen with such force that the air around him hissed and exploded.

"Bang!" A force that could break rocks and split gold hit Liu Xun's abdomen heavily. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and groaned. His body was like a kite with a broken string, crashing hard into the corner of the mountain.

After colliding with the mountain, a loud bang was heard, and in an instant, gravel was splashed everywhere, and spiritual energy was raging. Even the trees on the mountainside were uprooted by the aftermath of the two people, and fell to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

At this moment, Liu Xun felt dizzy and as if the whole world was shaking. Waves of dizziness rushed to his head. After such an unexpected collision, he was briefly unconscious.

The gap between the Sixth Level of the Tribulation Land and the First Level of the Tribulation Land is simply too huge. Although Liu Xun was confident that he could fight against the cultivators of the First Level of the Tribulation Land without being defeated, he couldn't help but feel powerless facing the Sixth Level of the Tribulation Land.

In fact, it was already good that he could fight to this extent. After all, his physical cultivation had fallen to the level of a robber. Although he had the power of yin and yang, it was still not enough to make up for the gap that was like a chasm.

If ordinary people saw the battle at this time, they would definitely be shocked, because being able to rob people and land in battle, although at a disadvantage at this time, is enough to shock the whole of China. Since the ancient times, China's cultivation levels have had a clear plan, and there are not many people who can defeat the strong with the weak like the cultivators in the prehistoric and ancient times!

Because China's overall strength has been declining since ancient times. It was not very obvious in ancient times, but it is now obvious.

At this time, the foreign cultivator was also extremely shocked. He discovered that Liu Xun was different from other Chinese cultivators. Although there were also outstanding people in China, and those outstanding people were indeed extraordinary and could not be compared with Liu Xun at all, the foreign cultivator felt that Liu Xun was different from them, but he could not tell exactly how he was different.

Thinking of this, the foreign monk's eyes flashed. He didn't care whether he was a great man or a genius. What did it have to do with him? The most important thing was that this man in front of him was related to the monk who broke the catastrophe in the red wanted order. He only needed to know this. This kid was related to his future!

Thinking of those ancient secrets and magic weapons, the eyes of the foreign cultivator were filled with greed. He stabbed the spear in Liu Xun's shoulder. He wanted to make Liu Xun lose his combat effectiveness and then take him directly back to the Zhongzhou headquarters.

Liu Xun felt his head buzzing at this moment, and countless black whirlpools appeared in front of his eyes. His consciousness began to blur, but the next moment, he forced his consciousness to condense, because he knew that now was not the time for him to faint.

He slowly opened his eyes, the dizziness in his head was still there, and his whole body was in pain. He bit his tongue hard to make himself more clear-headed, but then his face changed, because the moment he opened his eyes, he saw the silver spear stabbing towards his shoulder.

Although he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, it was meaningless now, because in the fight between monks, just a moment of unconsciousness was enough to determine the outcome of a fight and someone's life or death.

When he noticed the spear light, it had already arrived in front of him. Liu Xun could no longer avoid it, but what puzzled him was why the other party did not directly pierce his head or throat

From the previous massacre of the village below, it can be seen that this foreign cultivator in front of him is not a good person. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he remembered the reward clause in the red arrest warrant. Thinking of this, Liu Xun's heart was boiling with anger. This dog thought he was a secret method and a magic weapon... (To be continued)