Master Kuhan realized for a moment that he had helpers, who could help him? After he left Liulin Temple, no one was willing to help him. He couldn't find a safe place in the human world. He wanted to take the saint to the demons.
In the royal city, it is said that neither monks nor monsters are allowed to attack each other there.
There is no way out now, there is only one possible place to stay. Seeing his disciple die right in front of his eyes, it would be a lie if he doesn't feel heartbroken. Even if he surrenders to the enemy, he is still the disciple he has raised for more than 20 years!
His heart hurt so much that he even broke into a sweat.
The monk opposite didn't take the ancient lantern seriously at all. If he died, he would die. He would still be missing out on a piece of spiritual stone, so why not do it.
Seeing Master Kuhan open his mouth to say something, he finally closed his mouth.
"Ku Han, what do you want to say? I will only ask you once, do you want to surrender?"
"Pooh!"
I saw the Thunder Hammer thrown out, flashing with lightning in the air, turning into a huge thunder ball and attacking several people on the opposite side.
One of them had a flash of inspiration in his hand, "Thunder Hammer, it's a good thing, but it's useless when it encounters me. Earth Shield!"
At this moment, Master Ku Han launched his thunder ball, and the other monk's hand flashed with inspiration, and a huge earth mountain appeared in the air, directly blocking the thunder ball.
I saw lightning flashing on the earth mountain, and the entire earth mountain began to shatter under the action of thunder and lightning.
The earth and mountains collapsed, and the thunder and lightning were exhausted at the same time. Because their cultivation levels are not much different, they are both in the elixir formation stage, so the two attacks are almost the same.
At this time, Ku Han began to sweat on his head. He stepped back and whispered to Ning Xiaofan, "Sir, I wonder if you are a noble person. My ancestor said that with you, we can keep the Saint."
Ning Xiaofan was stunned, who was their ancestor? What did he say?
How can it still involve me?
"Master, what do you want me to do?"
"Sir, as long as you protect the saint."
"Who is the saint?"
"that is……."
Only Ning Xiaofan could hear it, and Ning Xiaofan's eyes showed surprise. It turned out to be like this.
Ning Xiaofan didn't move because there were more than ten people on the other side. Could it be that all of the ten people were in the elixir formation stage?
"Old guy, you dare to do it."
The other party immediately stood up, and both of them waved their magic weapons at the same time. One of them used a yellow umbrella. A flash of inspiration flashed on the umbrella, and a cloud of yellow smoke rose directly.
The flying sword in the other person's hand flashed, and the flying sword turned into countless flying swords and faced Kuhan. The wooden fish in Kuhan's hand flashed, and the thunder hammer hit the wooden fish at the same time, and the wooden fish flashed with spiritual light.
"Dang, Dang, Dang...!"
Master Kuhan looked at each other's spells with no fear in his eyes. He sat calmly on the ground, Muyu's voice sounded faintly like thunder.
"This is? Thunder Technique? Let's stay away."
A monk called out the name of the technique, and he and a few others retreated several hundred meters.
Only the two attackers and Master Kuhan were left in front. The master closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "Use my body to trigger the thunder, and I will destroy it!"
The rumble of thunder sounded, and a bolt of lightning fell directly from the sky, targeting Kuhan.
Ning Xiaofan frowned, it turned out that he used himself to induce the thunder, and wanted to die together with the two of them.
At the same time as he heard the thunder, Huang Guang rushed forward and sprayed poisonous gas from his umbrella. When the poisonous gas just touched Kuhan's position, it was stopped by the thunder net.
The thunder continued to roar, and Master Kuhan vomited out a mouthful of blood. He used his body to catch the thunder. When the thunder struck, he also hurt himself.
Sword cultivation is more troublesome. Countless flying swords in the sky have encountered thunder and lightning and fallen directly from the sky. The power of thunder is still not small.
The two attacking monks spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time. Their bodies retreated sharply, and their faces turned pale.
The thunder and lightning directly covered the three of them, and the three of them were seriously injured at the same time. Ning Xiaofan frowned, as Ku Han's name suggests, life is really hard sometimes! Because the distance was too far, Ning Xiaofan couldn't help Ku Han.
I'm busy, there are eight people from the other party who haven't come over yet. I don't know how I will deal with the bitter cold again. I won't vomit a mouthful of blood again~!
Ning Xiaofan slowly got out of the car and asked Xiaofeng to watch on the roof of the car. He was afraid that his wife and maid would be in danger. Ordinary pill-forming monks would not be able to get in with this little guy. Don't look at it, it is only in the foundation building stage.
Cultivation.
"Fourth brother, come back quickly."
The other party discovered that Ku Han was committing a suicidal attack and quickly asked the other party's monks to retreat first.
Two spiritual lights snatched the two injured monks back to their own side. The two of them were taking in more air and less air at the same time. This was the masterpiece of Kuhan. It used its own body to induce the thunder from the sky, causing the thunder to hit three people at the same time.
Three people were seriously injured at the same time.
This is a tactic that can injure the enemy by one thousand and damage yourself by eight hundred. Since we have few people and only ourselves, we have no reinforcements even if we want to delay it, so we can only fight to the death.
Only in this way can we repay Master's kindness. Without Master, we would not have ourselves. We would not be able to complete what Master asked us to do, so we would have to go underground to find him.
"well!"
A sigh contains helplessness, and a sigh expresses reluctance to leave this world.
It seemed that he had no better way, so Master Ku Han sent a message to the escort leader Lin, "Old Lin, find a way to escape quickly and leave with the saint and the sacred weapon. I can delay it for a while."
"Master, you?"
"Don't talk and leave immediately."
"yes."
I saw the leader of the escort, Lin, pulling Zhang Jin beside him, and several others moved at the same time to the car that Xiaofeng was protecting, and were about to leave with the two women.
All the bodyguards followed Lao Lin and ran in the direction they came from.
Xiaofeng glanced at Ning Xiaofan and said, "Just follow me. The girl won't be hurt."
The little phoenix spread its wings and flew into the air, and its body disappeared in the air.
Ning Xiaofan did not chase them. No matter where they ran, they were still within his consciousness. He could see them clearly within a hundred miles. The most important thing now was how about Kuhan?
"Brothers, let's rush forward two by two. When we see the thunder, we should retreat quickly."
Two more monks performed spells. One stood flying against the wind, with seven wind-chasing swords in front of him. Hearts moved, swords moved, swords moved, and people moved. The seven swords turned into seven silver dragons, and the silver light flashed towards the bitter cold.
"Venerable Silver Dragon, have you also betrayed the human race?"
Even if he changes his appearance, he can't change his technique, Chasing the Wind Sword!
"Ku Han, don't blame me, I can't help it."
At the same time as the seven swords fell, another monk flew up, holding a gold brick in his hand!
"Brother Jin, have you all been bribed by the demons?"
"Dang, Dang, Dang~!"
A series of wooden fish sounds, the thunder hammer flashed, and the thunder fell again. In Kuhan's eyes, there was only reluctance, and he took one last look at the car behind him.
Rumble!
There was a lightning barrier in front of Kuhan, and the barrier directly blocked the thunder.
There was a Wind Chasing Sword and a Gold Brick monk. Before they could retreat, thunder and lightning fell from the sky and directly hit the two of them to the ground. It was so full of friction that their bodies began to twitch on the ground.
The two of them were snatched back by several people, but they were only injured by lightning. This injury was not only a physical injury, but also hurt their souls.
Because the two of them were lying on the ground, with more air coming in and less air coming out, it seemed that their lives were about to end.
This Master Kuhan was really very powerful. He injured four opponents with just thunder and lightning.
Ku Han also vomited out a mouthful of blood and leaned against the big tree next to him, his body trembling a little, "Alas, Master, the task you gave me has not been completed!"
A big hand is pressed behind Kuhan's back, and a comfortable warmth flows. Who is this? Can anyone help me?
It's him, it's really him, he is my noble man!
"Small……."
With a very weak voice, Ning Xiaofan took out a pill and stuffed it directly into Kuhan's mouth.
"Master, are you okay?"
Master Kuhan shook his head. It won't take long for him to run out of energy. Even if he can help him, he will not be able to save himself.
"Alas!" When he saw Ning Xiaofan's cultivation, he sighed again. He was overthinking it. How could such cultivation be able to deal with four pill-forming monks? Not even one!
Master Kuhan took the pill and saw that nothing would happen to him right away. He smiled and said, "Master, I got Zhang Lingfu a few days ago. I wonder if it can have any effect?"
"Spell!"
When he saw a golden talisman appearing in Ning Xiaofan's hand, his eyes were filled with joy. The ancestor was right, it was him. As long as he was here, the saint would be fine.
"Boy, are you a sniper?"
"This young man is really not important. What are you doing here? You want to die!"
I saw a flash of inspiration in the opponent's hand, and a willow leaf dart flew out. Ning Xiaofan waved his hand, and a leaf flew out. With a clang, the dart landed on the ground.
"What?"
The opponent used spiritual power. With his cultivation level, this dart was 100% accurate. Who would have thought that someone would hit him with a leaf? How strong is the opponent's power? Can he break through the attack of the Danjie monk?
The opponent's flower-twisting finger is also too strong. This skill is stronger than that of a pill-forming monk. Who is this person?
"Guys, I have a spiritual talisman in my hand. Have you seen it?"
When Ning Xiaofan got closer, he could feel the demonic energy on several people, but it was very weak. These people had just become demonic.
"What talisman?"
"What kind of spiritual talisman can be found in a Qi refining stage? Is it in the foundation building stage?"
"Haha, a piece of garbage, what good things can you come up with? If there are good things, I can let you live."
When the monks saw that Kuhan was on the verge of death, a little guy at the fifth level of Qi Refining stepped forward. These people laughed and watched the fun.
I saw Ning Xiaofan's palm facing up, and a spiritual light flashed. It was a fourth-level spiritual talisman?
It was a fourth-level card. The fourth level was equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage. One of them was a little stupid because he had seen a fourth-level spiritual talisman. The other three had never seen what a fourth-level spiritual talisman looked like. They thought Ning Xiaofan was holding something to scare people.
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"No, no~!"
There was a look of fear in the monk's eyes, because he knew that as long as it was a fourth-level spiritual talisman, the lives of these four people could easily be determined here.
"Lao San, what's wrong with you?"
"That, that's..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ning Xiaofan softly uttered, "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, thousands of miles of ice!"
"I'll go, fourth-level talisman?"
The six people were stunned at the same time. Two people on the ground nearby knew it was the fourth level and wanted to escape immediately, but it was too late.
Snow was flying in the sky, starting from Ning Xiaofan, a bunch of ice walls rushed towards the distance.
"Ding, congratulations, master, for killing the enemy, your merits are immeasurable, and you have gained 24 merit points."
A magic talisman killed eight people, and these eight people died under the magic talisman at the same time. The third person's merit point was 3 points, which was really not much.
"Ding, congratulations to the master, your charm value has increased by 10 points."
I'll go, the old man is nice and can give you 10 charm points.
As long as the objects in front of Ning Xiaofan all turned into ice sculptures, the eight monks all turned into ice men. They were still alive for just a few breaths, but they all stopped there after just one breath, as if time had paused.
Frozen in place.
Ning Xiaofan took the steel knife and slashed at the Iceman. After one slash, only the storage space was left. Another slash, and another storage space.
Compared to Wanli Frozen, there is a big difference between Frozen Thousand Miles. If they had fifth-level spiritual talismans, these people would not even be able to survive.
With a single blow to each ice sculpture, a storage space was obtained. Several people and several magic weapons fell to the ground, and Ning Xiaofan collected them.
While Ning Xiaofan was doing this, no one reacted.