The Fourth Lingshi Financial Crisis

Chapter 380 Siege
Taking a deep look at the valley where the spiritual light flashed wildly, Yang Lu said in a deep voice: "Then continue to consume! Although we can't kill these two people in seconds, we will definitely kill them with energy. I don't believe it. Their mana can be used Not finished!"

Hearing Yang Lu's order, Li Qingning, lying in Yang Lu's arms, suddenly thought of something.

She quickly reminded: "Don't be careless. When these two people besieged me, they mentioned that there might be more than seven or eight direct disciples from the seven major sects who came to hunt and kill me. It's just that the remaining few people are still there. If you arrive in time, you will come next step, so they will choose to attack me hastily."

Yang Lu's pupils suddenly shrank slightly.

No wonder these two guys are still fighting!

It turned out that they were counting on several other top experts who hunted and killed Li Qingning to come to the rescue!
Thinking of this, Yang Lu immediately asked Wu Neng, who was concentrating on manipulating Subaru Sinan beside him, "Fellow Daoist Wu, are there any other suspicious people approaching us? Especially those with a strong aura?"

Wu Neng pondered for a moment and said: "Most people have been scared away by our group, only a dozen or so guys are still hiding nearby to watch the fun. As for Li... I haven't sensed the stubbornness that my senior sister said for the time being. It should be You haven't rushed over yet!"

When Li Qingning was mentioned, Wu Neng obviously hesitated.

Because he didn't know the relationship between Li Qingning and Yang Lu, he had to use the very strange title of "Senior Sister Li", but he didn't realize that he was also a late-stage Qi refining monk, and his age was much older than the genius girl Li Qingning!

Yang Lu didn't pay attention to these details, but waved his hands and said: "Ye Daoyou, then I will trouble you to do it yourself, hurry up and come back!"

As the chief thug under Yang Lu's command, Ye Chen nodded slightly, and then turned into a golden rainbow and entered the valley.

In the valley, smoke and dust filled the air.

With the repeated bombing by many cultivators, the visibility inside this unnamed valley is already very low. Except for the constant flashing of spiritual light, no human figure can be seen with the naked eye, and the enemy's position can only be checked with the help of divine sense.

Struggling to block a long spear-shaped magic weapon, Liu Xiahui couldn't help shouting: "Ai Daoyou, can't you find the direction to break through?"

Ai Wen said in a hurried tone: "The other party has been using illusions to interfere with my consciousness. If no one else interfered, I would have seen through the other party's three-legged cat illusion a long time ago. Damn it, I can't calm down now!"

Before Liu Xiahui had time to ask again, he saw the scenery around him change suddenly. On the left and right sides of him, countless beautiful dancers with revealing clothes and coquettish makeup appeared.

"How dare you play this low-level illusion for me!"

Liu Xiahui quickly poured spiritual energy into his eyes, and the illusion in front of him instantly shattered.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another strange fragrance in the air. With the fragrance entering his body, Liu Xiahui felt that the circulation of aura in his body had become unsmooth!

This made him startled:
There are poisonous cultivators among this group of weirdos!

The strange poisons in the cultivation world are not like mortal poisons, they are special existences that contain aura.

Like Liu Xiahui, who practiced heaven-level exercises and had a very strong spiritual sense, heirs from the seven schools could basically see through ordinary toxins through their spiritual sense, and it was difficult for them to be successfully attacked by monks who practiced the poisonous way.

However, the wave of toxin just now struck at the same time as the illusion.

Although Liu Xiahui broke the opponent's illusion right away, his consciousness was misled by the opponent for a short time, and he accidentally inhaled the poison produced by the magic power of the poison monk, and his mind was a little dizzy for a while.

After these rounds of confrontation, although Yang Lu's team exposed the weakness of poor attacking ability, the shortcomings of Liu Xiahui and Ai Wen's lack of cooperation were also gradually exposed.

Compared with two people fighting alone, Yang Lu's team can often achieve the effect of "one plus one is greater than two" because of their tacit cooperation.

In a daze, Liu Xiahui also heard a gloating voice from above the valley: "Hurry up and aim at that green-robed monk, he has inhaled my strange poison, and there is already a problem with the movement of his aura!"

"Good job, I'll use this spirit flag to make up for it!"

"Fellow daoist, take it easy! That spirit banner is my natal magic weapon, and it's not very well beaten!"

After several rounds of confrontation, Liu Xiahui has already understood this group of nagging besiegers.

I don't know why, these guys seem to be exchanging each other's talismans, and even though their cooperation is quite tacit, every time they launch an attack, it seems that they have practiced together many times, but they always because of For some inexplicable reasons, they started arguing with each other internally.

Just like just now, if they act decisively enough, after several sets of combos, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to react at all. However, because of their internal disputes, they forced themselves to give themselves enough time to react.

It stands to reason that such a disunited team inside should have disbanded long ago on the battlefield outside the territory.

However, apart from the constant bickering, these guys are surprisingly united in other aspects. For example, when they attack, they don't show any intention of keeping their hands back. They seem to be completely unafraid of their teammates stabbing themselves. Their relationship is closer than brothers. But the question is, if the relationship between them is so good, why do they keep arguing over trivial matters?

Even if he wanted to scratch his head, Liu Xiahui didn't understand the relationship between these besiegers, which made him want to sow discord, but he didn't know where to start.

But it's always a good thing for these weirdos to talk to each other.

If it weren't for the inexplicable quarrels among them, he and Ai Wen wouldn't be able to last for so long.

After thinking for a while, Liu Xiahui urged the Lion Roar and shouted: "Fellow Taoists, this is a lawless and extraterritorial battlefield. You are pressing us two hard, aren't you afraid that the people around you will take advantage of you? "

There was an immediate response from above the valley:

"Is this guy crazy? He even wants to sow discord!"

"Hurry up, this big fat sheep is in a hurry!"

"Zhang's loyalty to Consultant Yang can be learned from the sun and the moon, and the team spirit is in the brain and heart. I will never follow him!"

"Hey, the thief eats a spirit banner from me!"

Hearing the words, Liu Xiahui looked up quickly, and sure enough, he saw a huge spiritual banner under the hood. This spiritual banner carried layers of golden aura, and the bulging spiritual power was as dazzling as the noon sun. On the periphery of the Mianling Banner, a golden wheel of merit and virtue like a corona was lit up.

Relying on the bulldozer-like performance in the extraterritorial battlefield, many members of the current Yang Lu team have cultivated the golden wheel of merit.

It's just that after Gongde Jinlun took the initiative to bless the magic weapon with the power of heaven and earth once or twice, it would enter a long cooling-off period, but the battle of Yang Lu's team had hardly stopped, so most of the members' Gongde Jinlun was in a cooling state.

However, the cultivator who activated the spirit banner obviously still has a hand.

Seeing that Liu Xiahui was controlled by his team's support, he decisively activated the golden wheel of merit that he had held back for a long time, and prepared to beat the dog in the water. If he could take the opportunity to successfully kill this person, he would be very proud in front of Consultant Yang. face!
As a direct disciple of the Seven Great Sects, Liu Xiahui certainly knew the power of the Golden Wheel of Karmic Virtue. He just wanted to mobilize his whole body's mana to fight, but because of the strange poison, his whole body's mana seemed to be constipated, and he couldn't mobilize it no matter what.

Seeing Liu Xiahui's resistance with loud thunder and little rain, the monks at the mouth of the valley began to gloat again.

"Look, this person can no longer use spells, how about the poisonous way in the Eastern Barren State?"

"Fellow Daoist, this trick is fine, this guy finally got the pill!"

"Dare to hurt my natal flying sword, I will cut him alive later!"

Being oppressed and beaten by this group of monks from the small sect whose strength is far inferior to his own, and even made fun of by this group of people like monkeys, Liu Xiahui, a direct disciple of the seven major sects, was finally out of anger.

"You rats who only stick together, do you really think I'm a cultivator of Wanhua Valley easy to bully?"

Liu Xiahui roared angrily, layers of scales grew on his left arm, and the palm of his hand instantly turned into the sharp claws of some kind of monster, grabbing the spirit streamer falling from the sky with a strange green light.

The monk from Donghuangzhou who used the poison before turned pale with shock and said, "How is it possible? How could he escape the control of my strange poison?"

However, Yang Lu is full of talents after all, and immediately a knowledgeable monk from the Huaishan Sect of Nanman Prefecture exposed Liu Xiahui's details: "I know, this is the unique secret technique of Wanhua Valley in Nanman Prefecture [monster imitation] , being able to temporarily borrow part of the power of monsters through the method of imitation of spiritual energy is the bottom-line method of the inner disciples and direct disciples of Wanhua Valley."

"You've said all this, so what do we do now?"

"This method is extremely destructive and invincible. We just need to avoid its edge and attack his body!"

When the members of Yang Lu's gang were chatting, they didn't shy away from the two people in the valley at all. Seeing that his move had been seen through by the other party, Liu Xiahui immediately switched his move, and his right arm stretched out a strange sharp blade like a praying mantis.

However, just after he changed his move, the disciple of the Huaishan faction continued to explain: "See, this should be the so-called mantid mimicry. Although this kind of aura mimicry sacrifices its own destructive power, it strengthens the attack speed. It should be to prevent us from avoiding its edge. But it doesn't matter, this mimicry also has weaknesses, we just need to fly his kite!"

Hearing the other party's precise explanation, Liu Xiahui almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.He really didn't expect that among the gang of rats who participated in the siege of him, there were even their inner ghosts from Nanman Prefecture mixed in!

Wanhua Valley is famous in Kyushu for being good at controlling beasts.

Beast-like imitation is a unique secret technique summed up by the monks of Wanhua Valley after studying the way of controlling beasts.

This secret technique can change part of the body structure into the form of a monster, and it can also make the cultivator become like a monster, using the spiritual energy directly through the body. The strange poison of the poison monk can only act on the meridians and dantian of the human monk , but it cannot prevent the opponent from using the physical body to directly mobilize the aura, so Liu Xiahui can temporarily get rid of the opponent's control.

There are all kinds of monsters in Kyushu, and the diversity of species is so high that Darwin would cry when he saw it. The disciples of Wanhua Valley can choose the most suitable monster species for mimicry anytime and anywhere, which can often have unexpected effects on the enemy.Especially when facing overseas cultivators who are not familiar with the habits of monsters and beasts, this kind of slanted sword move can have a miraculous effect every time.

But this kind of side-to-side supernatural power is most afraid of encountering an opponent who knows everything.

The monks from other states may not be familiar with the monster-like mimicry and the characteristics of various monsters, but the monks from Nanman state deal with all kinds of monsters almost every day. For the common monster mimics, even if you have never eaten pork I have also seen pigs running.

Liu Xiahui changed his mimicry twice in a row, but Yang Lu's subordinates ruthlessly exposed both of them.Following the non-stop explanation of this Huaishan faction disciple, Liu Xiahui felt that the color of his underwear was almost pulled out by these guys!
How does this not make him startled and angry?
Beastization can only greatly strengthen the body of a cultivator, but its own changes are very poor compared to traditional spells. In terms of advantages and disadvantages, it is very similar to Gengjin Transformation Body Art. If the opponent sees a weakness, it is very easy to target it.

Even so, it was too late for Liu Xiahui to change his move for the third time, so he could only bite the bullet and chop off at Lingfan.

And the situation is just as explained by the ghost in Nanban state.

After casting the monster-like mantid mimicry, Liu Xiahui's shooting speed has been strengthened to an incredible level. The onlookers even need to use eagle eye to keep up with his speed. If the opponent can temporarily avoid the edge, he should be able to Cope with ease.

It's a pity that the ghost in Nanman State who was in charge of explaining just now and the monk who manipulated the spirit banner are not the same person after all.

By the time the explanation of the inner ghosts in Nanman Prefecture was over, the man who manipulated the spirit banner had no time to make a correct response. Just as he was about to take back the spirit banner, Liu Xiahui had already swung his right arm and grabbed the spirit banner in the air. Hit together hard.

In just a split second, Liu Xiahui's monster-like blade pierced all the golden light on the surface of the spirit flag.

Even though the manipulator of the spirit flag had tried his best to recall it, he still couldn't dodge it in time. With the sound of "嗤啦", the cloth broke, the spirit flag was pulled out with a big hole on the spot.

Fortunately, the cultivator who cast the spell at the end managed to rescue the Lingfan. If the monks from Huaishan hadn't sent a reminder just now, this natal magic weapon might have been completely scrapped.

And the original owner of the spirit flag spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and cried out sadly: "My poor natal magic weapon!"

Seeing the omissions in the other party's cooperation, Liu Xiahui finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although there are many people in this group, but after all, the per capita strength is not strong, so what if they see through their own routine?

So he couldn't help but grinned happily and said, "Hmph, if the tiger doesn't show its power, do you really think I'm a sick cat?"

However, Liu Xiahui hadn't had time to raise his eyebrows, and continued to taunt his opponent, when he suddenly noticed a strong wave of spiritual energy approaching from behind him.

Liu Xiahui's first reaction was:

Could it be that the enemy has become angry from embarrassment and is ready to fight with him?

Since he had just turned his left hand into a monster, Liu Xiahui was hardly afraid of any frontal attack. If the enemy planned to fight him in close quarters, he would undoubtedly be seeking his own death.

So he roared and decisively waved his claws to meet him.

"boom--!"

After a muffled sound, a surprising scene happened.

Accompanied by a scream, it turned out that Liu Xiahui's body was shaken, and then shot backwards without any warning, flying more than a hundred feet away in one breath, and then barely stopped with the help of the rock wall of the valley, and waited for him to lift up again. When he started, his face was full of horror.

(End of this chapter)