Chapter 69
Northland Cultivation World

Lu Xian used a low-grade speed talisman to fly quickly in the forest outside the Lidang Mountain Range.

He didn't choose to fly with the sword, because it was too obvious, and it was easy to attract uninvited guests.

It had been a while since he left last time, so there must be no trace of Lu Xian. Those Jiexiu would never have thought of squatting in place and had already evacuated here.

Even so, Lu Xian still didn't want to take any risks, and cautiously headed towards Fangshi all the way.

After running for a while, Lu Xian suddenly frowned, and his figure flashed behind a big tree.

Without needing to probe, his spiritual sense can "see" everything in the field clearly.

Immediately, Lu Xian showed a strange expression. Should it be said that the enemy's road is narrow, or is it a coincidence?
The one who was fighting on the field was the bald Jiexiu who had chased and killed him before. As for the other party, he had a relationship with him once, but it was the puppet master surnamed Zhao that he met in Ye Chenyuan that day.

But now this puppet master surnamed Zhao couldn't see the appearance of the low-level monks at the beginning, and he actually resisted the two robbery cultivators with his own strength, and he didn't seem to be at a loss.

On the field, this person continuously took out puppets one after another from the storage bag. Each of these puppets has at least the strength of the third level of Qi training, constantly spewing low-level spells such as fireballs and wind blades from their mouths, and even There was a team of puppets fighting close to each other, making it difficult for the bald Jiexiu and another big man in black to deal with.

However, since these two people are engaged in this kind of business, they are naturally not easy people. One of these two people manipulates the Wujin Cone to shuttle back and forth, constantly blowing up puppets one by one, while the other holds a big knife, resisting most of the melee puppets. hit.

These puppets have sharp claws and teeth, but their sharp claws and teeth bit the strong man in black, but they can only leave white marks one after another, and it is difficult to cause effective damage.

Hiding in the dark, Lu Xian's eyes flashed, "This bald-headed fellow cultivator is actually an individual cultivator."

Most of the monks in the world of cultivating immortals practice flying swords intensively. When fighting, the two sides are often separated by a long distance, and they come and go to each other.

Although physical cultivation can also fly into the sky and escape from the ground, most of the methods are relatively simple. If one-on-one encounters a powerful monk, it is easy to be kited to death.

But this cannot be said to be weak in physical cultivation. In fact, every physical cultivation cultivated has extremely rich combat experience, and is also rough-skinned, far more difficult to deal with than ordinary monks.

At this time, most of the firepower of the puppet master surnamed Zhao was blocked by this person, so that the two sides remained at a stalemate.

At the same time, the bald-headed Jiexiu also hated his teeth itching. He intercepted the disciple of the sect more than a month ago, but lost his trace halfway. Not only did he lose his favor, but he almost leaked the news.

Because he was worried that his disguised identity in Fangshi would be exposed, he even reluctantly abandoned the residence and the beautiful Piantou where he had been lurking for a long time, and escaped from Fangshi overnight.

Just when he was feeling heartbroken, he accidentally discovered that the puppet master surnamed Zhao who had gone out, the bald Jiexiu, had lived in the same courtyard as this person for several years, and had been secretly eyeing this person for a long time, but this guy has been staying in Fangshi Never going out, so he has been unable to start.

God is pitiful, maybe God saw him repeatedly miss, and finally sent a big fat sheep, the bald Jiexiu quickly called Lao Qi who had the best relationship with him, and they cut him off halfway.

It's a pity that he guessed the front, but he didn't guess the back. This puppet master named Zhao is far more difficult than he imagined. Not only is he a sixth-level qi practitioner, but he also manipulates a group of puppets to harass him frequently, so that the bald robber can fight quickly. The idea is completely bankrupt.

The longer the delay, the Zongmen's patrol team may find this place at any time, the bald Jiexiu was very anxious, and shouted, "Old Seven, this guy has been secretly selling mid-level and high-level puppets for so many years, and his wealth is very fat, so don't do anything! "

A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the strong man in black, and his aura suddenly increased by several tenths. He broke through the defenses of several puppets in a row, rushed to the puppet master Zhao and slashed down fiercely.

"Oh!"

The big knife slashed on a large humanoid puppet shield holding a shield, and the two sides made harsh metal clanging sounds, but they didn't take a step back.

"Defend against puppets in the mid-stage of Qi training! It's a pity that I am the best at attacking tough things!"

Seeing this, the big man in black grinned three times, and slashed down several times. The humanoid puppet trembled violently, and burst open the next moment.

The big man in black was about to kill the puppet master Zhao, but was blocked by a light curtain, the light flowed erratically, and he firmly resisted the big man's blade.

"First-rank high-grade talisman, this person has no puppet anymore." The bald-headed Jiexiu saw at a glance that this was the last hole card of the puppet master Zhao, and suddenly his face was ecstatic.

At the same time, regardless of mana consumption, this person drove the cone-shaped magic weapon flying in the air to continuously blast towards the light curtain.

Seeing that the light curtain was getting thinner and thinner, and finally shattered into countless streamers at the next moment, the strong man in black looked overjoyed and slashed at the puppet master surnamed Zhao.
A ray of black light came in an instant, passing by the side of his broadsword, and instantly pierced the head of the strong man in black.

"Soul Slayer Nail! No..."

The burly man in black watched helplessly as this thing pierced his forehead. The copper-skinned iron bones he was proud of couldn't stop him at all. When this thing penetrated into the spirit altar, his spirit and soul were instantly wiped out!
boom!
The head was instantly pierced by the black light, and the huge body of the strong man in black crashed to the ground, dying beyond death!
"Seventh brother!"

The bald-headed Jiexiu was startled, and wanted to turn over and run for his life, but saw the puppet master Zhao surnamed extremely pale, kneeling on one knee and panting violently.

The bald-headed Jiexiu struggled violently in his heart, but he was finally unwilling to retreat, especially after he recognized what the other party was using just now.

"Soul Slayer Nail! Fellow Daoist Zhao, you actually still have this thing. You are worthy of being an intermediate puppet master, and you are indeed rich."

The bald-headed monk knows that this thing is very powerful, and it can almost instantly kill any monk in the middle stage of Qi training. However, it consumes an astonishing amount of energy to activate it, and even the monks in the later stage cannot continue.

The opponent must be at the end of his battle!
Even so, the bald Jiexiu still didn't want to go all out, but tried cautiously.

The puppet master surnamed Zhao leaned against a big tree, gasping for breath, coughing twice and then said: "As expected of the famous black crow thief, you really have already set your sights on me."

The bald-headed Jiexiu's murderous intent could hardly be restrained at all, but there was a smile on his face, "I have been neighbors with my fellow Taoist for many years, but I don't know that you have this method. The seventh death is not unjust, but the continuous reminder With puppets and soul-destroying nails, you still have some spiritual power left."

The puppet master surnamed Zhao glanced at this person blankly, then suddenly sighed and said: "This friend who is hiding in the dark, this person is a member of the Black Crow Pirates, a gang of robbers and repairers. If you help me get rid of him, I will There will be generous gifts.”

"What? There are still people here!"

The bald-headed Jiexiu suddenly became frightened, and just as he was about to make a move, a flying sword had already arrived.

The bald Jiexiu threw out a tortoise shell shield in front of him with his backhand, and the flying sword slammed on the shield, sparking countless sparks.

Lu Xian appeared in the field in a flash, driven by the sword art, the Lengyou sword flying in the air immediately shot out countless sword qi, and bombarded the shield densely.

"It's you?!"

The bald-headed Jiexiu broke out in cold sweat, what a friend Lu Zhai actually met this person here, he had no intention of fighting and activated the magic weapon and wanted to escape for his life.

"You can't run away!" With Lu Xian's sword tactic, the dense sword energy in the air condensed into a radiant giant sword, which slammed into the shield, forcefully blasting the bald Jiexiu down from the air.

"It's now!" Lu Xian recalled the flying sword at the moment when the sword energy blasted out, and flew up suddenly, and the human sword merged with one and slashed at the bald Jiexiu in mid-air.

The bald-headed Jiexiu hastily sacrificed the Wujin Cone, but was knocked away by Lu Xian's flying sword with all his strength, and the sword pierced through the air!
"Push!"

The bald Jiexiu's eyes were filled with despair, he was beheaded in the air before he landed, and a bald head soared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)

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