Chapter Thirty-Eight One Move... Controlling the Enemy
Mo Xiaoran was riding on the neck of the red-blooded violent bear. He looked up as if there was no one around and was about to pass by the convoy.
One of the guards crossed his arms and looked back at his young master. The young master raised his chin at the guard, and the guard immediately understood.
My master's intention is obvious. That little girl is very lucky, and he intends to promote her as a maid.
Following the young master, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, you have a lot of spiritual stones, and you can also get the protection of your family. Isn't it much better than wandering outside?
Don't know how to lift.
However, the child was young and ignorant after all, and the guard did not bother to get angry with her. Instead, he vented his dissatisfaction on Chen Sang as the guardian.
"Brother, let me tell you something. Our young master has fallen in love with this little girl. If you keep her, you can leave!"
Chen Sang laughed, it was ugly and a little scary.
"Tell your young master that our lady wants to keep a dog. Let him go to a blacksmith to make a chain and tie it around his neck. If he learns two dog barks, maybe our lady will keep him."
Chen Sang glanced at the red-blooded violent bear. The violent bear immediately put on a desperate posture, its hair was red, and it exploded with the aura of the tenth level of psychic.
His teeth were slit, his hair stood on end, and his body was almost bigger, making him look even more ferocious and ferocious.
The ground beneath its feet began to crack, and a demonic wind suddenly rose.
Chen Sang sent a message to Mo Xiaoran, "Don't come down, hurry up!"
Mo Xiaoran didn't understand why the second senior brother said this, so he subconsciously obeyed his words and tightly grasped the mane of the violent bear with both hands.
She saw a thin sword hidden in the sleeve of the second senior brother. It was shining with cold light in the dark sleeve, but it was only at the tenth level of Qi refining.
The strange young man raised his right hand and pointed forward, saying in a cold voice, "Don't kill me."
The four guards and the old man protected the young master, while the other four surrounded Chen Sang in a double-team situation. They drew out their swords and approached cautiously.
When they stared at Chen Sang's face at close range, their hearts suddenly trembled. They had never seen such a vicious-looking man. His triangular eyes were slightly narrowed like a poisonous snake. His body was upright, with one hand hanging down by his side, and the other
Lost behind.
There are devils and immortals!
There is something strange about the fact that two extreme feelings appear in one person at the same time.
"Trash, why don't you pay?"
The young master, who was waiting for Chen Sang to kneel down and beg for mercy, found that his guard was hesitant and immediately became unhappy and shouted loudly.
The four guards did not want to be enemies with the man who had such strange feelings, but they could not bear the urging of their young master. One of them gritted his teeth, shouted, jumped up high, and slashed with his sword.
As for the other three knives, three people shot at them from three directions.
Chen Sang said silently, "The first move of the "Qing Qing Sword" is to cut off children and grandchildren."
The guard in front faintly heard this weird move, but before he could react, he felt a chill in his crotch, and then an unspeakable pain hit him. His hand shook, and the knife fell to the ground with a clang. He covered his crotch with both hands and let out a hair-raising scream.
The shrill wail of numbness.
Looking at the bleeding area from a distance, people around him couldn't help but close their eyes and look away, unable to bear to look at it anymore.
Too miserable!
This sword is too vicious, too sharp, and too fast!
He couldn't see the sword coming out clearly, his opponent was already lying on the ground wailing.
The other three guards looked at each other, no one dared to risk their own happiness to vent their anger on the young master.
In the world of spiritual practice, fighting and fighting and death are very common things.
If there is no death, but this kind of unforgettable pain and a bleak future, that is the truly terrible thing.
The old man's beard was trembling, and he pointed at Chen Sang and yelled, "Boy, your swordsmanship is too harmful to your moral character, be careful and you may die!"
Chen Sang's sword was not stained with any blood. He succeeded in one blow and returned it to his sleeve in a flash of lightning.
No one saw his sword!
The danger you cannot see is the real danger.
When the old man's breath of the 12th level of Qi refining erupted, Chen Sang naturally burst out with the breath of the 10th level of Qi refining to resist. The old man's breath came overwhelmingly, and Chen Sang's breath was like a stubborn stone in the river. Although it looked small,
But he remained stubborn and unwavering.
The smoke and dust were several feet high, circling around the two people, and the people hiding in the store watching the excitement lay behind the window lattice to peek.
Everyone discovered that no matter how strong the two fighting cyclones were, they could not get within two feet of this ordinary tavern.
After a moment, both of them received their magical powers at the same time.
The swirling air flow disappeared instantly, leaving only leaves and gravel slowly falling in the air.
Without even looking at the other person, Chen Sang leisurely stepped onto the red-blooded violent bear and said through a message, "Don't be anxious, walk slowly."
The white-bearded old man watched the figure of the violent bear slowly disappear into the woods. He wanted to do it several times but suddenly gave up.
The young master was very dissatisfied, "Uncle Lei, you are at the twelfth level of Qi refining, can't you kill a waste at the tenth level of Qi refining? Why did you just let them go?"
"Second Young Master, this person must not be underestimated. Even if I kill him, I will still have to use some tricks. This Donghua Mountain is full of dangers, and it is difficult to guarantee that a big monster will appear somewhere.
However, don’t worry, young master, when things happen here, I will help the young master vent his anger, kill the boy, capture the little girl, and serve as the young master’s maid.”
"No, don't kill him. I will take him back to the family prison, let him taste all the instruments of torture, let him live in pain and fear forever, and make him regret being my enemy."
"Haha~ At that time, I didn't just follow the master's wishes."
As for the injured guard, he has taken the healing pill with the help of his companions, and his life is saved, but in the future...
I'm afraid A has become a field.
...
Chen Sang sat on the back of the violent bear. After turning four or five corners, he released his consciousness and found that the opponent was not chasing him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Holding on to his pounding chest, he said to the red-blooded violent bear, "Spread your legs and run."
The violent bear immediately ran wildly, Mo Xiaoran bumped up and down, and his voice was intermittent, "Brother, are you injured?"
"That old man has some skills. I'm no match. When I confronted him just now, I was injured. Find a place to heal."
Only then did Mo Xiaoran realize that the seemingly calm second senior brother was actually at the end of his rope, and he couldn't help but have a clearer understanding of the old man's strength.
The twelfth level of Qi refining, the peak of the Qi refining period, the existence of half-step foundation building, should not be treated with the thinking of the Qi refining period.
After running wildly for half an hour, the red-blooded violent bear lay exhausted on the roadside. Chen Sang took the healing medicine and silently adjusted his breathing for two hours before his complexion recovered and became rosy.
Thinking about what the young master did, it seemed like he was a pampered and pampered man from a big family, but he was not the kind of brainless person who acted like the boss and me.
And the old man who looked ordinary but showed powerful strength when he struck made people feel like a thorn in their backs and a lump in their throats, making them unable to sit still.
Chen Sang squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, and realized that without the master around, if the opponent ignored him and insisted on cleaning up himself and his junior sister, there would be no hope of victory.
Sure enough, it is safer to stay with Master.
Sensing the change in senior brother's expression, Mo Xiaoran said, "Actually, senior brother, there is no need to be nervous, we are still safe for the time being."
"What can you say?" Chen Sang wondered.
"The young master's bodyguards are all tough-looking people. Not to mention the second senior brother, even I can easily take them down. The only thing I'm worried about is the old man. Since he didn't take advantage of the situation, he must have his own considerations."
Mo Xiaoran talked eloquently, "There are two possibilities. First, the opponent's goal is Zhu Guo, and before they get Zhu Guo, they don't want to cause trouble and damage their combat effectiveness.
Let me ask you, who would not want to get such a treasure of heaven and earth, except for those Jindan masters who are below the foundation building stage.
Their only support was the old man. They knew this very well, so they did not fight against the second senior brother.
Of course, the most important thing is that the second senior brother is capable, and the old man does not dare to despise him.
Secondly, the second senior brother was injured, but the old man was actually more seriously injured. He just suppressed it forcefully and did not show it. Maybe he would be crying for his father and rolling around on the floor. "
Chen Sang smiled and said, "Although I hope from the bottom of my heart that the old man is rolling around on the ground now, in fact, I still know how many layers I have.
With my current ability, if I want to compete with that old man, I have no chance of winning.
However, if he wants to win against me, he will have to pay a heavy price."
After taking the Tianpin Body Tempering Pill and receiving the "Qing Sword" as a gift from his master, Chen Sang became more and more confident in himself as his strength increased by leaps and bounds.
If he had been on the mountain before, he would never have said these words.
But things are different now. Under the guidance of the master, the little junior sister has reached the sixth level of Qi refining. Beating people up has become a normal trend in the Qi refining realm. As her second senior brother, if I don’t have this confidence, I will feel sorry for the master.
Cultivation.
Looking at the little junior sister who showed no fear, the second senior brother who was thinking deeply felt endless pride in his heart. He felt that the world was so big and as long as he practiced hard, he would have nothing to fear.
Mo Xiaoran remembered the sword his senior brother had used during the battle. In just a moment, it had destroyed everything.
There are no gorgeous postures, no exaggerated special effects, just sharp sword drawing and retracting, without any pretense.
When the two of them were practicing in Muhua City, the senior brother had never used it.
"Senior brother, what's the name of that sword technique you just made? It looked so powerful!"
"Ahem~ Girls are not suitable for studying."
The move, the sword that cuts off children and grandchildren, how do you say this to a little girl in childhood?
No matter how thick-skinned Chen Sang is, he can't say it out loud.
Mo Xiaoran pouted, before recalling that the sword was hidden in the big sleeve behind him before he took out the sword. Until he took action, it was like a sudden glance. Before he could see clearly how to make the move, the sword had been withdrawn, and the opponent realized later.
I fell down after feeling it.
Fast, unparalleled fast, thrillingly fast.
The shock caused by the move even exceeded the shock caused by the sword.
She took out the gun, hung it upside down behind her, closed her eyes, and imitated her senior brother's movements to draw the gun over and over in her mind, seeming to have entered a state of emptiness.
The little junior sister suddenly made no sound. She stood there as if integrated with everything around her.
Chen Sang smiled bitterly, the little junior sister's fighting talent was almost as abnormal as her physique.
The monk's rare state of emptiness was like child's play to her, and she realized it at every turn. A quarter of an hour in this state was almost worth several years of hard thinking.
The violent bear also felt the difference in the girl's aura. He lay on the ground, put his head on his two front paws, closed his eyes and rested.
Mo Xiaoran, who was in an empty state, finally moved, slowly turning the tip of the gun, slowly raising his arm, and slowly extending the tip of the gun forward.
The same movement was repeated over and over again, and she felt that her movements were getting slower and slower, and her movements were becoming more and more skillful.
When the tip of the spear is raised, a bright light flashes between the ground and the imaginary enemy, and it can be stabbed at will without missing a beat.
Finally, she opened her eyes, faced an ancient tree in front of her, and took action according to the training she had just imagined.
As fast as lightning.
Draw the gun, thrust out, put the gun away.
The big tree was motionless, its bark was intact, and there was no trace of the hum or wind that accompanied the shooting of the gun. At this moment, not even a single leaf fell.
Chen Sang found that the little junior sister who was supposed to be disappointed actually smiled, her smile was very sweet, and she asked the violent bear to ride on her neck, like a victorious little rooster, and went away happily.
Frowning, he came to the tree and observed carefully.
The cracked withered marks and rough skin are just an ordinary tree that is intact.
"This little girl is pretending to be a ghost."
Chen Sang shook his head and smiled, "I thought she had learned some powerful method and was teasing me for a long time!"
He chased after him with a smile.
At this time, a ray of light shines on the tree through the dense leaves, and a tiny transparent sap slowly condenses on the surface of the black dead bark.