the first god

Chapter 468

Ma Yunteng shook his hands, and the dragon-binding rope seemed to raise his head, and then faced the attack of the man in gray, he cut it in from the front, and the end of the rope emitted a brighter brilliance.

The man in gray was shocked, and tried his best to control the sword, only to hear a loud and clear sound, the dragon binding rope collided with the man's sword body, making the sound of gold and iron, and the sky was full of sword lights and wind blades. All of a sudden, the hand of the man in gray shaking the sword, the sword came out, the brilliance quickly dimmed, the face of the man in gray was pale, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the blood on his hand also flowed out .

At this time, the dragon-binding rope was rolled down, and before the man in gray came back to his senses, he felt another sharp pain in his right ankle, which had been caught by the long rope. He was just about to struggle with his kung fu, but found that his mana had already increased. I can't get up.

Ma Yunteng withdrew the dragon-binding rope with shaking hands, and then turned again. The gray-clothed man lost the protection of mana, and felt that the blood all over his body was rushing to his head, his face was purple, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. After making a full circle, using his power, he changed the direction of the long rope slightly, and then slammed it heavily on the frightened man in black. The two of them fell to the ground like stones, and they were also unconscious.

At this time, the attack of the white-clothed scribe also arrived. His cultivation base was the highest, but he retreated the farthest. It was a huge fan shadow, surrounded by a hazy green mist, and there seemed to be many small green mist in the green air. The fan, occasionally flashing a dazzling light, obviously the fan of the scribe in white is a good magic weapon.

In an instant, the attack was approaching, and Ma Yunteng circled the dragon rope, forming a shining silver wall, and greeted the fan shadow of the white-clothed scribe.In a short while, the two attacks collided together. This time, the sound of metal rubbing was actually very unpleasant. Ma Yunteng moved his heart at will, and the light on the head of the dragon-binding rope flourished again, breaking through the opponent's attack, and drove straight in. Run towards the huge fan shadow.

The huge fan shadow suddenly started to rotate, driving the surrounding small fans to also spin rapidly, the surging green air was surging like huge waves, mixed with traces of electric light in the middle, and suddenly accompanied by a loud bang, the fan shadow emitted a dazzling Green light, the giant fan disintegrated, and umbrella ribs burst out in all directions. The umbrella ribs were large and small. After spreading around, they circled slightly, mixed with traces of green mist, screaming at Ma Yunteng from all directions. shoot.

Ma Yunteng sneered, after the giant fan collapsed, the remaining small fan and dense fog were at the end of their strength, they were twisted by the dragon-binding rope, and then dispersed, Ma Yunteng swelled the pill of power, and the dragon-binding rope moved as he wished and then released First of all, like a raging cloud, the big fan bones are first smashed into the dust.

At this time, several small fan bones were very close to Ma Yunteng, and the binding dragon rope shortened extremely quickly, and Ma Yunteng swept away the nearest few. It was left to the end, and it was the closest fan bone to Ma Yunteng. Ma Yunteng didn't care, and drove the dragon rope to sweep towards the last fan bone.

At this moment, this most inconspicuous fan bone suddenly flourished, grew dozens of times in size, and turned into a green giant sword, which rushed towards Ma Yunteng like lightning, and it was in front of him in an instant.

The Tianxiang Valley disciples behind screamed in unison, while the white-clothed scribes laughed out loud, extremely proud.This magic weapon is called Yan Qi Sword, also known as Yan Qi Fan, it changes in various ways when attacking, it is a very vicious magic weapon.

At this time, Ma Yunteng's thoughts turned, the white-clothed scribes and Tianxiang people didn't understand Ma Yunteng's true strength, Yan Qijian was more than sinister, but its power was only average. But the threat to Ma Yunteng is limited, and he can be punched aside, but he doesn't know if there are other more insidious tricks for this evil magic weapon. The Tianxiang people are not far behind him, if there are other vicious ones Famen, although it won't hurt oneself, but those practitioners who are just starting out in the back can't resist the opponent's thunderous blow, and they will definitely suffer disaster.

In desperation, Ma Yunteng gritted his teeth, and a silver light appeared on his body, at the same time, the green light of Yan Qijian had swallowed him up.

Everyone in Tianxiang Valley closed their eyes, and the scribes in white laughed even more proudly.

The billowing green light had completely submerged Ma Yunteng, but there was a crisp sound, and the billowing green air suddenly shot out streaks of golden light, and the laughter of the white-clothed scribe stopped abruptly, with an inconceivable look in his eyes.

Everyone in Tianxiang Valley felt that something had changed, they all opened their eyes, the green mist slowly dissipated, and Ma Yunteng appeared with a calm expression, holding a small green sword in his hand, the small sword was bent and struggling, but he couldn't get out of his grasp .Everyone cheered in unison, and two female disciples wept with joy.

Ma Yunteng's expression was calm, but he was a little frustrated. Just now he used his power pill to forcibly grab the opponent's Yujian, but found that he could easily slap the sword away or even cripple it. But the power pill is not strong enough. To put it bluntly, it is not the right way. The strength pill is more than strong, but not flexible enough. Without patience, he drums up the gold pill, using gold to defeat wood, and forcibly grabs the opponent's Yujian.I originally thought that the problem could be easily solved by relying on martial arts, but in the end I still had to use cultivation methods.

Since the power pill has forcibly eliminated most of the power of the Nightmare Sword, it does not need to consume much mana to collect the opponent's Yujian. As long as you don't use powerful formulas, it will not cause backlash, Ma Yunteng listened The little old man said it, but there is a problem of speed. Ma Yunteng is not very sure about the speed, so he has to try not to use the five elements.

The scribe in white kept pinching his head and hand, trying to recall his magic weapon of the sword, but the little green sword kept struggling, but it still couldn't get out of Ma Yunteng's grasp.

At this time, all the disciples of Tianxiang Valley opened their mouths wide, looking straight at the little sword in Ma Yunteng's hand that was still struggling tenaciously, but their faces were blank.

There was a sneer at the corner of Ma Yunteng's mouth, and he stroked the thumb of the hand holding the little green sword lightly, cutting off the induction between the sword and the white-clothed scribes, and at the same time shook the sword, and threw it in front of everyone in Tianxiang Valley at any time.Xie Xiang reacted very quickly, stepped forward and picked it up.Everyone immediately gathered around to watch.

The white-clothed scholar's face quickly turned pale. Looking at Ma Yunteng who was still standing on the ground, he was shocked, afraid, and hated.In vain, Yan Qijian pinched a few more times, but Yan Qijian didn't respond anymore, he controlled the sword with God, as if the sword was injured, the body was also injured, Yan Qijian was not injured deeply, Ma Yunteng just cut it off forcibly. The induction with the white-clothed scribe, so he is fine.

Ma Yunteng hated his viciousness, and the dragon-binding rope appeared in his hand again. At this time, the scribe in white was still in a daze in the sky. Ma Yunteng shook his hand violently, and the dragon-binding rope exploded out.

The white-clothed scribe stood in the air, thinking hard about countermeasures, he wanted to escape, thinking that his magic weapon had been confiscated, this really made him not reconciled, but also reluctant, especially for this warrior who appeared out of nowhere. It was the root of the teeth itching from hatred, and when he was furious, Ma Yunteng's dragon-binding rope had already arrived. The white-clothed scribe suddenly regained his composure, was taken aback, and hurriedly swayed to dodge, but the dragon-binding rope seemed to have a spirit, and it turned over and over again. It was drawn to his lower back.

The white-clothed scribe only felt a piercing pain, and blurted out a scream. At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the long rope turned over and pulled out from behind again. The speed was like lightning. , This is a set of earth-yellow battle armor. The outside of the battle armor is edged and edged, as if it is made of special dead branches. One ring is next to the other, and the rings are seamless.

Looking at the battle armor only available to experts in the cultivation world, the few disciples with extremely low cultivation bases in Tianxiang Valley couldn't help but start to straighten their eyes again.

Just as the white-clothed scribe put on his battle armor, the dragon-binding rope came again. This time, he was slapped hard on his back. Even though he was wearing the battle armor, the feeling was still excruciating. The two attacks were from behind. , The scribe in white and Ma Yunteng were quite far apart at first, but after being hit twice, the distance between the two became much closer.

Ma Yunteng pumped up the power pill, controlled the opponent within the controllable range, and then started to twitch wildly, the mana of the white-clothed scribe couldn't condense at all, the bone-piercing pain made him slowly give up his respectful words, and let out a sound The screams, Ma Yunteng hates his viciousness, and he will never show mercy. It didn't take long for the armor to start to crack. If Ma Yunteng tried his best, he might not even be able to block a single blow. live.

At this moment, the white-clothed scribe felt that there was almost no integrity in his body. The powerful mana he was proud of for a long time seemed to be useless at this moment, and his battle armor was like paper, pulled by the dragon rope There were bursts of severe pain accompanied by a strong burning sensation in the place where I passed, maybe this is the real 'painful', the scribes in white really want to die now.

The dragon-binding rope still lashed at the white-clothed scribe from all angles like a poisonous dragon, showing no sign of stopping. Finally, with a long scream, the white-clothed scribe finally fainted, and the armor on his body fell into pieces. Jack Ma Teng controlled the dragon rope, wrapped it around, and threw it heavily on the ground.

At this time, the scribe in white, three men in gray and one man in black were all lying on the ground, all motionless. Ma Yunteng looked at it, and the hostility on his face gradually disappeared.Then a faint surprise appeared on his face.

Just now Ma Yunteng felt that besides this group of people, there is obviously another group of people hidden around, and the number is even larger, but their cultivation bases are limited, and their strength is obviously not as good as the white-clothed scribes. At that time, these people were no longer there, and they had obviously retreated, presumably because they were scared away by their ground-breaking methods.

Everyone in Tianxiang Valley stared blankly at Ma Yunteng at this time, their eyes became strange. From Ma Yunteng's rectification of the two gray-clothed men, to Ma Yunteng's standing on the ground, before his feet left the ground, he repaired the three men. The masters who have mastered the flying sword suffered a complete defeat, and all kinds of processes made them suffer unprecedented shocks.

Ma Yunteng turned around and saw that everyone in Tianxiang Valley was looking at him strangely, he couldn't help being amused, Zhou Zhimin came back to his senses first, stepped forward two steps, slammed on the ground, and said respectfully:

"Tianxianggu Zhou Zhimin and his junior sisters and younger brothers pay a visit to the seniors, thank the seniors for their help, if the juniors are blind today and offend the seniors, please forgive the seniors."

All the disciples of Tianxiang Valley went forward to salute, Xie Xiang and others thought about their cynicism and sarcasm towards Ma Yunteng that day, and the self-indulgent expression of superiority when talking to him, and then think about the expression that Ma Yunteng showed just now. With strong strength, I just feel ashamed, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Ma Yunteng looked at the crowd, pondered for a while, and said to Zhou Zhimin:

"The magic power of these five people has been sealed by me. With their cultivation base, it is estimated that they are unlikely to break through the restraint within a month. As for how to deal with it, you can figure it out yourself. I have one more important thing to deal with. We will meet later."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhou Zhimin to say anything else, he swayed his figure and slowly walked away. Everyone in Tianxiang Valley saw Ma Yunteng's figure was extremely fast, like a cloud of dark blue smoke, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Everyone was shocked, Xie Xiang murmured:
"He is not Yujian flying, how can he go so fast? It seems to be faster than Yujian."

Zhou Zhimin stared at the place where Ma Yunteng disappeared, seeming to answer Xie Xiang, or talking to himself.

"This is not Yujian, this is galloping, out-and-out galloping."

Ma Yunteng left the Tianxiang Valley and left alone. They ran wildly for a while, but they were already out of sight. Gaining consciousness, he looked around, stood up in the air, and flew towards Huze Mountain like a meteor chasing the moon.

At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker. One of the reasons why Ma Yunteng wanted to leave the people in Tianxiang Valley was that his cultivation base had been exposed. Everyone treated him not only respectfully, but also in awe. Ma Yunteng was not Zhao Qian. He felt awkward. Secondly, Ma Yunteng has a peaceful temperament. Although it was quite interesting to pretend to be a warrior in front of everyone in Tianxiang Valley for a day, it slowly made him feel a little bit tired. In the end, he already felt tired , Interesting is interesting, but it is not nature after all. If people always imitate others, it is a tiring thing.

There is another important reason. Although these five people were restrained this time, Ma Yunteng knew very clearly that the matter would never end here. The person who came with the white-clothed scribe retreated before he showed up. I will retreat in spite of this difficulty, and when I make a plan and move again, the formation will probably be different from today's.

Ma Yunteng's parting was originally to find a raw material for the little old man's substitute puppet, the golden crystal animal horn, Tianxiang Valley is safe for the time being, although this kind of safety will not last long, but after all, he has bought some time for himself, My top priority is to seize the limited time and get what I'm looking for as soon as possible. Sky Fragrance Valley has already intervened in this matter, so naturally I can't let it go halfway.

Ma Yunteng was thinking about something, and in a blink of an eye he had arrived at the top of Huze Mountain.Huze Mountain is a stretch of mountains with a semicircular shape. Passing through Huze Mountain is the well-known Yuanyuan of Parting in the practice world. Practitioners who have cultivated to the rebirth stage can fly directly there. If the cultivation level is low, there is also a The valley leads directly to the original parting.

After a little thought, Ma Yunteng flew towards a higher mountain and landed on the middle of the mountain. It was a lonely hill with jagged rocks and sparse pine trees.

Ma Yunteng found a mountain wall sheltered from the wind, sat down on a boulder, leaned against the rock behind, and looked at the sky aimlessly.

(End of this chapter)