Chapter 113: Turning your face is like turning a book
"What Zhu wants is just a black leaf lotus. If fellow Taoist is willing to give back all the rewards he received, how about we promise to assist fellow Taoist in killing the warbler again in the future?" Zhu Zhongsu spoke first, but his tone was
It's full of feelings of weakness.
"If warblers and beasts are everywhere, I don't think the three fellow Taoists will have to plot to capture them. Mo Yelian and Geng are also determined to win." The monk surnamed Geng had no intention of giving in.
"Do Fellow Daoist Zhao have to get involved? If Fellow Daoist is willing to help us, how about all the corpses of the two warblers belong to you?" Zhu Zhongsu answered the question and then changed his words to Zhao Shoushou.
"I use money to help others to eliminate disasters. Even if Zhao doesn't help each other, I'm afraid Taoist fellows won't let me go, right?" He is not an inexperienced fool, so how can he be deceived by a few words?
If he really agreed to use the corpses of two monster beasts as a bargaining chip to watch the monk surnamed Geng fall here, I'm afraid he would have truly fallen into their scheme.
Knowing clearly that the monk surnamed Geng came from a large sect, how could he be spared his life in order to avoid further trouble? It was just a childish ploy to defeat them one by one.
"Mr. Geng means what he says. If Fellow Daoist Zhao helps me kill these guys who are motivated by money and don't keep their promises, including the two warblers, I won't give up any of the trophies in the house, and they will all belong to Fellow Daoist." It can balance the situation between the two parties.
Zhao Shoushou instantly became a hot commodity that everyone was fighting for.
Although a consensus had been reached during the battle, the monk surnamed Geng was worried that he would be deceived by rhetoric, so he decisively increased the stakes.
Although Zhao Shoushou was prepared, he was still stunned by the generosity. Two warbler beasts could be exchanged for at least 120 low-grade spiritual stones in Fang City.
The three monks headed by Zhu Zhongsu are the best among the monks in the middle stage of Qi refining. Not to mention each of them has a first-level high-quality blood essence pill. The treasures in their storage bags are already worth a lot of money. Of course, the premise is that they can
Win and kill them.
However, I have to say that the monk surnamed Geng is worthy of being from the majestic Dongyue Sword Sect, and his actions are not ordinary generous. The promise made him feel itchy in his heart.
"Brother, since they don't know whether to live or die, we brothers will work together to send them on their way as soon as possible. If they delay, the night will be long and sleepy." The monk surnamed Shi, who had always been submissive, began to show his fangs.
"We originally joined forces to leave a way out, but unfortunately Fellow Daoist Zhao was deceived into becoming our enemy. In this case, don't blame us for being ruthless," Zhu Zhongsu said with a pitiful expression on his face.
Anyone who didn't know about it would have thought that it was Zhao Shoushou and the monk surnamed Geng who forced him here. This hypocritical face is really very deceptive.
"Young gentleman, ride the wind for me and break through the waves. Gentleman's sword, come out." Seeing that the negotiations between the two parties had essentially collapsed, the monk surnamed Geng, who didn't speak much, took action decisively.
The first-level middle-grade gentleman's sword is like a leaf that has fallen accidentally, but it uses the sword light as raw material to weave a sword net intentionally or unintentionally, and covers it in Zhuzhong.
There is no doubt about the power of the sword energy net. If you are surrounded by it, the consequences will be disastrous. No matter how strong the defense is, it will be destroyed by the attacks of layers of sword energy.
At this time, whether it was Zhao Shoushou or the three monks headed by Zhu Zhongsu, after fighting the two warblers, both their mana and physical strength had reached an extremely low critical point.
As a hired man and with some minor injuries, the monk surnamed Geng has an advantage in this situation. Therefore, the sword net can be a powerful means to determine the direction of the battle and life and death.
Regardless of whether he is willing or not, there is no room for relaxation between the two parties at this point. Facing the attack of the monk surnamed Geng, how can Zhu Zhongsu sit still and wait for death.
"On our shoulders, there is a seriously injured sick man, a guy who escaped with his life under the beak of a monster. It's nothing to worry about. Kill him." Zhu Zhongsu shouted and took a breath in his heart, jumped up and waved the stone in his hand.
The rod attempts to destroy the sword net that is taking shape.
The monks surnamed Lu and the monks surnamed Shi joined forces to attack in the direction of Zhao Shoushou. Their strategy was to first cut off the weak persimmons.
However, their vision is obviously average. In terms of pure combat ability, Zhao Shoushou is naturally inferior to the disciples of the Dongyue Sword Sect. If the miscellaneous treasures in the storage bag are included, it is still unclear who will win in the end.
The only thing that can be determined now is that the two casual cultivators who attacked him have embarked on a path of no return. Not to mention the blood cones that have been cultivated in the Dantian for a long time, the remaining four thunder beads in the storage bag can be easily recovered.
Blast them to ashes and annihilate them.
A hammer and a strange scissor-like weapon were attacking him from the left and right respectively under the control of the owner. There was a faint smell of blood coming from above, which showed that they must be two murderous weapons full of blood.
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As the vanguard of every attack, the first-order mid-grade dragon ring sword naturally moved forward bravely, fighting with the hammer of the monk surnamed Lu without flinching and flashing a cold light.
However, the monk surnamed Shi took advantage of this opportunity and used the super-large scissors to cut his waist and abdomen. His fierceness made no secret of his intention to cut Zhao Shoushou in two.
If it can hit the target accurately, there is no doubt that this scissor-shaped magic weapon also has the ability. Obviously, everything will not go so smoothly.
"Rogue cultivator who doesn't know whether to live or die, let's see how I can cut you in two with a golden blade." The monk surnamed Shi had a proud look on his face, as if he had already seen the enemy being cut in two.
Being able to independently contain a female warbler, Zhao Shoushou's combat effectiveness is naturally not weak. Before the golden scissors get close, five first-order mid-grade flying needle instruments have quietly approached the target.
The first-level mid-level defensive weapon, the Blue Light Shield, which had already been severely damaged by the first round of attack by the Warbler Beast, came out again to prevent unexpected attacks.
"Be careful of flying needles." Zhu Zhongsu, who was fighting the monk surnamed Geng on the other side, seemed to have sensed something and was the first to warn him, to prevent the two unlucky younger brothers from making the same mistake as the warblers.
However, his reminder was obviously a little late. The monk surnamed Lu, who was concentrating on the dragon ring sword fight, only had time to turn slightly to avoid the vital part, but his left arm was pierced with an obvious wound.
The monk surnamed Shi was luckier and was not Zhao Shoushou's main target. A flying needle only grazed his scalp. Even so, the two casual cultivators were frightened and woke up completely.
The counterattack was fast and ferocious. Several different types of first-level mid-level talismans of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth were sacrificed. In an instant, fire, golden arrows, wind blades, earth thorns, and water scrolls all rushed towards his location.
Indiscriminate attack.
On the other side, Zhu Zhongsu and the monk surnamed Geng were both seriously injured, but their battlefield seemed more dangerous and fierce. If they were not careful, they could be killed.
The roar of the flying sword piercing the air at high speed, the cry of the stone stick colliding with the earth, and the head-on collision between the two magic weapons caused sparks to fly, evenly matched.