In a bamboo building, a dozen monks gathered around, sitting on seats on both sides.

Sitting on the main seat in the center was a burly, middle-aged male cultivator who looked about forty years old.

[Literature Hall www.wxguan.info] It is Wushao Wizard.

He was discussing the transaction of the rejuvenation elixir with the monks from the other four villages.

But at this moment, his smiling face suddenly changed.

The other monks naturally noticed the change in Wizard Wushao's expression, but before he could ask about the specific situation, Wizard Wushao didn't say a word, and his whole body turned into a strange light and rushed towards the mountain.

---He actually sensed that the shackles he had placed on the deer demon were broken.

If it weren't for that deer demon, how could there be such a situation where all the major villages had to be careful in front of him and beg to buy the "Elixir of Rejuvenation"?

To him, the little deer monster is a cornucopia and a money tree, there is no room for loss!

Therefore, when he discovered the abnormality for the first time, he rushed back with almost no hesitation or thought.

"We must catch up!" Wizard Wu Shao was anxious.

If the unknown monk who broke into his cave moved quickly enough and escaped with the deer demon, how could he find the deer demon back when the Three Thousand Mountains was so big?

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but his speed was indeed very fast, and he was not very far away. However, after twenty breaths, Wizard Wu Shao had already arrived outside his cave.

"This is?!" Looking at the intact restrictions in the cave, Wizard Wu Shao felt a little unbelievable.

Now is not the time to think about this.

Wizard Wushao waved his hand, and the restriction was lifted. He quickly entered the cave to investigate the specific situation.

The moment he entered the cave.

call!

A shining sword light rose out of thin air.

Wizard Wu Shao secretly said something bad, but his hand movements were extremely fast.

In an instant, a faint green light flashed above his body.

boom!

The sword light and the green light collided together, and the spiritual light overflowed.

Wushao Wizard's body was knocked backwards by this blow.

But the offensive is not over yet.

Boom boom boom!

A sword light rushed up, with a deafening sound of sonic boom and dazzling flames, soaring into the sky. Combined with the extremely sharp sword energy, it was like a dragon chasing the Wushao wizard.

It seemed that he was preparing to pierce Wushao Wizard's heart with his sword in mid-air.

The person who took action was naturally Lu Qingshan, who was waiting for Wizard Wushao to return.

While raising his hands and feet, Lu Qingshan first took advantage of the Wushao wizard's panic, ambushed him and grabbed the first move, and knocked the Wushao wizard away. Then, with the power of the flying sword, he chased the Wushao wizard and fell into a passive situation.

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A very effective combo.

The Wushao wizard looked at the flying sword that was flying towards him, and felt a chill running down his spine.

The flying swords flew across the sky, and within them, there was actually a terrifying killing intent, forming a terrifying and destructive aura.

"The power of artistic conception!" Wizard Wu Shao exclaimed in his heart. Although he did not have the ability to master the power of artistic conception, he was a Jindan monk after all, so he still had some sharp eyesight.

The foundation of shamanism is actually the combination of physical training and poisonous arts. Therefore, he was successfully attacked by Lu Qingshan just now. Although he was in an extremely embarrassed state, he was not seriously injured.

But the flying sword in front of me is completely different from the sword just now, because it is actually attached with artistic conception.

The power of artistic conception is so mysterious that even if he is physically strong, he does not dare to defend it forcefully.

Wizard Wu Shao felt cruel and patted the spirit beast bag hanging on his waist. While he was breathing in and out of spiritual energy, hundreds of jet-black poisonous snakes appeared.

These poisonous snakes were like a dark cloud, spitting out scarlet snake letters, making a harsh sound, and pounced on the flying Dragon Bird Sword.

Tsk tsk tsk!

The poisonous snakes clung to the sword as if they were dead, but the flames emitted from the dragon bird sword caused the sound of being burned to be heard from these poisonous snakes.

boom!

The next moment, under the intense flames, the bodies of these venomous snakes expanded rapidly and suddenly exploded, turning into a ball of extremely smelly poisonous gas.

These poisonous gases quickly enveloped the Dragon Bird Sword.

Under the poisonous gas, the flying sword seemed to be stuck in a swamp, its speed dropped sharply, and the spiritual power on the sword was also constantly reduced. When the flying sword broke out of the poisonous mist, there was not much power left, and it could no longer form an offensive.

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Looking at the flying sword that had stopped, Wushao Wizard felt a lot of pain.

Even though he looks like he is making a lot of money with just a wave of his hand, hundreds of venomous snakes appear, but in fact, every venomous snake has to be cultivated for at least twenty years, which cost him a lot of energy and financial resources.

The venomous snakes that were cultivated with so much effort can be used for a long time and will become stronger and stronger.

But now, in order to resist this flying sword carrying the power of artistic conception, he could only bear the pain and treat it as a consumable, and decades of energy were wasted.

After spending such a huge price to block the first wave of Feijian's attack, Wushao Wizard finally saw clearly for the first time the face of the monk who sneaked up on him.

It was a young and handsome male cultivator, with a stern expression and a stern look on his face.

Lu Qingshan was also looking at Wizard Wu Shao.

Are you a monk in the late Jindan period? Sure enough, he has some tricks up his sleeve.

Lu Qingshan thought to himself.

Although it was only a weak level of killing sword intent, the flying sword with the blessing of this sword intent still surged from seven times the speed of sound to twelve times the speed of sound. Coupled with the fire element damage attached to the Dragon Bird Sword itself, the power was astonishing.

This is the power of artistic conception, and the reason why it will become the most important criterion for judging the combat power of high-level monks.

After seeing clearly the cultivation level of Wizard Wushao, Lu Qingshan felt more confident.

His current state is only in the early stage of the Golden Core, but in terms of spiritual power and spiritual consciousness, he is no different from the monks in the late Golden Core stage.

As for magic methods, he believed that most sword cultivators in the late Jindan period could not beat him.

Therefore, the Wushao wizard in the late stage of Jindan is by no means an invincible opponent for him.

"Who are you? Why do you appear in my cave?" Wizard Wushao asked in a cold voice with a gloomy face.

Whoosh!

But what he didn't expect was that the young monk in front of him had no intention of talking to him, and the Dragon Bird Sword turned into a red light again and charged towards him.

He is already destined to die, so why talk nonsense to him!

Click, click...

Wizard Wushao's face suddenly changed, and his whole body's spiritual power immediately began to vibrate, and a heart-wrenching sound rang out.

The muscles on his body were knotted, and strange scales like snake scales grew crazily all over his body. In an instant, they covered most of his body. Even his face was covered with blue-black snake scales, which was extremely terrifying.

The flying sword hit Wushao Wizard's chest, and his underwear immediately exploded, followed by the layer of snake scales.

Clang Clang Clang!

The two collided and sparks flew everywhere.
Chapter completed!