Chapter eighty-ninth shake off
The sword was too fast, so fast that the blood from Zhang Fang's neck had no time to gush out, and the separated corpse had fallen to the ground.
Yixiong was shocked and couldn't help but say, "Shui Captain, your magic power..."
Tong Zhou was even more surprised. He could hardly believe his eyes. He had already nullified Shui Qingyang's magic power on the road, so why could the other party take action?
But the situation could not allow him to think too much. Tong Zhou rushed out with murderous intent on his face.
His body was almost parallel to the ground, with his arms stretched out, holding the long sword together, as if he merged with the sword, forming a gray light shield outside his body, penetrated hard towards Shui Qingyang.
The sharp sword energy approached and locked the surroundings invisibly, making it difficult for Shui Qingyang to dodge. He was calm and bounced his left hand and saw bundles of blue light rain flying out, carrying jumping runes one by one, quickly weakening Tong Zhou's sword energy.
It is the magical power of Pixiu that clears the flowing rain.
At the same time, Shui Qingyang drew a sword in the air with his right hand, and the blue light condensed into a stream, shooting out in a crescent-shaped manner. A piece of flame was dragged out from behind, burning the void and boiling.
He used the Pixiu technique and Bi Fang technique at the same time, and there was no doubt that his magic power had already returned to its peak state.
This made Tong Zhou grit his teeth. He rushed into the luminous rune. Although the power of the sword move continued to weaken, it still penetrated through very quickly, and then hit the blue flame.
A bang!
The sky trembled gently, and waves of earth were swelling up on the surrounding ground, spreading wildly.
The gray sword cover on Tong Zhou's body also appeared in cracks and was eroded by countless blue flames. But Tong Zhou finally had a strong magic power, and was only one sq. away from Shui Qingyang at this time. He couldn't help but look at the murderous intent and tried his best to pass by.
At the critical moment, Shui Qingyang blocked his body with the Sky Sword, just pressing against the tip of Tong Zhou's sword. A huge force was transmitted over, shaking Shui Qingyang backwards repeatedly.
Before he could break through to the late stage of Caixia realm, he almost caught the attack from the peak cultivator of Caixia realm in a head-on battle, shocking the other two people present.
You should know that the later you reach the level of cultivation, the smaller the gap will become bigger and bigger.
For example, a monk can compete with a cultivator in the early stage of Caixia Realm, but when he reaches the middle stage of Caixia Realm, he may not be able to compete with a cultivator in the late stage of Caixia Realm.
Not to mention the late Caixia realm, it is comparable to the peak of Caixia realm. Shui Qingyang is still one line away from the late Caixia realm, and this kind of combat power is really amazing.
Seeing Yi Xiong reacting and killing him, Tong Zhou looked unwilling, but after hesitating for a moment, he decided to turn around and leave. He had missed the opportunity to capture Shui Qingyang.
"Can you leave?" But Tong Zhou misjudged the situation and saw a green light passing by. In terms of short-distance explosion, Tong Zhou was not as fast as Shui Qingyang who used Fengxing Technique.
clang!
When the two swords fought, Shui Qingyang successfully stopped Tong Zhou's castration and shouted to Yi Xiong: "Take it together, if you let him leave, your and my traces will be revealed."
Yi Xiong thought about it and slashed it with a knife. His strength was not inferior to Tong Zhou. With his efforts, Shui Qingyang retreated aside and specially used the Pixiu technique to aim at Tong Zhou and fired cold arrows again and again.
Although the Pixiu technique is not a killing trick, it is a wonderful tool for assisting. When Tong Zhou resisted Yixiong, he was inevitably negligent. He was hit by runes several times, and his moves were greatly reduced. He finally couldn't resist it. He was knocked to the ground with a knife, and vomited blood.
"Shui Qingyang, you can't kill me. You said that this is what you owe me..." Tong Zhou screamed in horror.
Walking up to him, Shui Qingyang looked at him and said, "I owe you what I owe you. I paid it back last night, but you don't cherish it, don't treat Shui as a fool."
With a sword passing, Tong Zhou's voice stopped abruptly and his head rolled to the side.
Yixiong was deeply shocked by Shui Qingyang's decisiveness and cruelty, and was stunned for a moment.
But when he saw that Shui Qingyang had put his sword in the sheath, he squatted down, picked up the cloth bag on the waist of Tong Zhou, took away some of the light of the spirit-eating insect, and threw it over: "You and I have nothing to do with it, right?"
Yixiong hurriedly handed it back: "I dare not be a humble position, so I'll take it with the water captain."
Standing up, Shui Qingyang looked at the person carefully and found that Yi Xiong was around thirty years old, with a pair of lying silkworm eyebrows and thick lips. Just looking at his face, he was a loyal and kind-hearted type, which was quite attractive.
However, Shui Qingyang has been struggling for many years in his previous life, so of course he would not be superstitious about these superficial things and said with a smile: "You tried your best to protect me just now, and this is what you deserve."
Yixiong said bitterly: "Don't make fun of the humble position of the water school. Even if there is no humble position, Tong Zhou and the others will not be able to deal with you." He added in his heart, if I were with them, I would be afraid that the people would have fallen to the ground now.
Knowing that Shui Qingyang is not as strong as him, Yi Xiong felt this way. The smiling boy in front of him was hidden deep, which was actually very dangerous.
Shui Qingyang shook his head and did not take the cloth bag handed over by the other party. Instead, he walked aside and turned his back to the order and said, "Search your body to see if there is anything valuable."
Of course, only Tong Zhou and Zhang Fang were the ones who could be searched on the scene. Yixiong had no choice but to tie the cloth bag first, fumble on the two of them, and finally found a few bottles of medicine.
For monks who are not up or down, they cannot obtain magical talismans and cannot afford high-quality weapons. In order to protect themselves, most of them choose to buy poison.
However, the poison is also divided into grades. Ke Junjie bought Hun Qianzui, and even Shui Qingyang was almost hit. The ones found from Tong Zhou and Zhang Fang were obviously one level away.
Shui Qingyang simply gave it to Yixiong, who opened his mouth, but probably knew his temper, so he had to put it away in a quiet voice.
Worried that Liu Wuban was chasing him, Shui Qingyang did not stay at the scene for a long time. After dealing with the bodies that fell on the ground, he and Yi Xiong rushed to the distance.
Previously, Yixiong and the other two ran wildly without distinction. Although Shui Qingyang used the Pixiu technique to secretly resolve Tong Zhou's poisonous hands, he continued to recover all the way and did not pay attention to the route.
At this time, he wanted to return to the pile of huge rocks, but found that he could not find the right direction. Shui Qingyang couldn't help but have two big heads. But when he encountered such a thing, he could not imagine it. He could only take one step first, hoping that Song Yuhu would not wait for him blindly...
A night passed by, and the stars and moon were dim.
There was only a pile of fire ashes and gravel in the rocks, and no one came. Song Yuhu stood on the hillside for several hours, looking into the distance, with a cold face, and a morning dew on his temples.
Not far away, Yan Ping and the other two had different expressions.
Finally, Zhong Xue walked forward and comforted him: "Sister Song, the Captain of the Water is resourceful and has received a magic weapon from the Qin family. I think with his ability, there will be no problem."
When Mu Shengnan heard this, he curled his lips quietly, but he didn't say anything this time.
Song Yuhu did not look back: "If you feel that this place is unsafe, you can leave first, and I have to wait a few more days."
Zhong Xue turned around and looked at Yan Ping, who pondered: "That group of people wouldn't have thought that we would dare to come back. It won't be a problem if we wait a few more days. We will accompany you."
The four of them waited for five days, but to their disappointment, Shui Qingyang was never seen.
On the sixth day, a group of monks suddenly approached. They were all amazing, but their faces were very strange and they didn't look like monks from Jiandongdao.
The four of them knew that this group of people must have come from the other nine paths. As time goes by, the area explored by the ten paths of monks has been increasing, and it is inevitable that they will meet each other.
When it was the most intense time, ten fights were ordinary, and I don’t know how many people could survive at that time.
The four had to avoid it for a while, but then, monks passed by every few days. Finally, once, the four were discovered and the enemy was hunted down.
Relying on Yan Ping and the other two, and the opponent did not pay too much attention, the four people escaped in a narrow way. But after this panic, the four people were like Shui Qingyang and could not find the way back to the rocks.
No matter how unwilling Song Yuhu was, he had to give up and go to another place with the three of them...
Two figures flew through the mountains and ridges, looking extremely embarrassed. One of the young men was even more broken and covered in blood. It was Yixiong.
Shui Qingyang was a little better, but his face was pale and his breath was weak. He quickly took a pill and handed him one to Yi Xiong.
Not long after, the two of them recovered most of the time and continued to flee. It was not until two hours later that they sat on the ground panting.
"Sir, what should I do next?" Yixiong asked while breathing and gasping.
Along the way, they were caught up by monks from Changyuanzhou twice in a row, and each time they escaped by Shui Qingyang's Baihuan Rune. Even so, they were injured all over.
If it weren't for Shui Qingyang's other magic pill, which could quickly recover from his injuries, the two of them would have fallen halfway.
When he heard the question, Shui Qingyang did not answer. When he recovered his magic power, he stood up before he jumped onto a huge rock and observed the surroundings in the wind.
Seeing this, Yixiong jumped to him.
"Next, you carry me on your back." After a long time, Shui Qingyang finally said something, but Yi Xiong said, very puzzled.
Shui Qingyang said: "Do you remember the first time you ran away? The only difference between the slowest chasing the other party that time and the next two times is that I did not use my mana. I suspect that the other party might have judged my position based on my mana."
How could Yixiong look like he is not blamed for this. Including Shui Qingyang, both of them did not know that there were special tracking magical powers on the bottom list of the rune monument.
After all, there are tens of thousands of runes. If I hadn't learned them specifically, who could have figured them out?
No matter what, Shui Qingyang proposed an idea. In order to get rid of the pursuers, he naturally had to try the way he could do it.
What surprised the two of them was that along the way, the other party's tracking speed indeed slowed down, and on the third day, they still did not catch up with them.
In order to further verify his ideas, Shui Qingyang blocked his breathing, and with the cultivator's physique, he could last for several hours. During this process, he kept asking Yi Xiong to change directions.
"asshole!"
Two days later, the monks in Changyuanzhou stopped at the foot of a mountain. The black light above Liu Wuban's head lost its direction because they could no longer collect the breath of Shui Qingyang.
Chapter completed!