Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Beside him, the disciples of Ziyun Sect were full of energy, showing no signs of fatigue or injury at all.

This is also natural.

After all, they had used the Divine Escape Talisman to escape from the camp before the battle began last night.

These are the very few people who fled before fighting.

After escaping from the camp, Bandaiyama and others did not leave immediately, but instead had some evil thoughts.

no doubt.

This is a great time to annihilate other competitors!

All the wandering cultivators they encountered died tragically at their hands.

And now, Bandaisan has set his sights on the people of the Banshan Sect.

"Don't worry, as long as you take this pill obediently, nothing will happen."

He took out a few jade bottles and said with a smile.

It would be such a pity to just kill these people.

Bandaisan decided to use this poison pill to coerce them into becoming his helpers in this trial.

Moreover, if the loyal and righteous Dry Ice Fairy were still alive, she would definitely care about the lives of these fellow disciples.

'Maybe, I can even have some fun with her.'

Some dirty thoughts flashed through his mind.

Looking at the Ziyun Sect disciples who were surrounding them in a sinister manner, the people of the Banshan Sect felt a deep despair.

Chen Xiaoshuang gnashed her teeth and said, "You... despicable villain!"

"I misjudged you!"

Previously, she acquiesced to Bandaisan's access to dry ice.

It may be meant as a matchmaker.

But Chen Xiaoshuang never imagined that this seemingly well-dressed Wan Daishan could have such a despicable nature.

"Ah……"

Bandaisan's eyes became increasingly gloomy, and he was too lazy to talk any more.

"Do it!"

boom!

At this moment, an ice-blue palm print came from mid-air.

That familiar spiritual power surprised everyone present.

"Junior Sister Qian, she's still alive!"

Chen Xiaoshuang said excitedly, but her mood soon sank to the bottom.

The spiritual power fluctuations of this palm print are much weaker than before.

Obviously, Dry Ice was dragging his weak body to force his attack.

Bandaisan also noticed this and a wild smile appeared on his face.

"Well done!"

"Look at this group of people, I will meet her in person!"

He jumped up and chased in the direction where the palm print came from.

Some disciples of Ziyun Sect wanted to follow, but were stopped by their fellow disciples.

"Are you stupid? Do you want to ruin the Young Master's good deeds?"

Upon seeing this, the eyes of the Banshan Sect members turned red, and they began to pour out their spiritual power recklessly.

The monks from both sides collided violently.

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the other side.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, thank you for your reminder."

A look of determination flashed in Qian Bing's eyes, and he spoke to An Le seriously.

"Go away, I don't want to implicate you."

The side effects of the secret technique she used last night were severe, and she hasn't recovered yet.

Most likely he is no match for Bandaisan.

But even so, she would not abandon her companions to live.

"Well, Dry Ice Fairy, please take care of yourself."

Anle bowed and left.

Looking at his receding back, Gan Bing felt a little disappointed, but immediately shook his head.

"Friend Lu had no reason to help me in the first place, so how can you blame him?"

At this time, Bandaishan's powerful spiritual power was approaching rapidly.

Looking at the looming figure in the woods behind him.

Gan Bing gritted his teeth, mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body, and fled with all his might.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, why are you running?"

Bandaisan's sinister laughter echoed through the woods.

"Why don't you stop and have a good chat with me."

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle..."

His steps were neither hurried nor slow, with the calmness of a cat playing with a mouse.

Bandaisan wanted to use up the last of Dry Ice's spiritual power and take her down without any effort.

Simultaneously.

When he thought of the heroic and extremely cold female warrior who fled in panic under his pursuit and gradually gave up resistance, Bandaishan felt a strong sense of pleasure in his heart.

In essence, Wan Daishan and his sister Wan Yinhua are the same kind of people.

They never take others into consideration and take pleasure in the suffering of others.

It didn't take long.

The dry ice can't run anymore.

She stood still, drew her flying sword, and turned to face Bandaisan.

"Why, you finally stopped running?"

Bandai-san smiled and stepped closer.

"Dry Ice Fairy, if you offer to serve me, I might... spare your life."

"And your fellow apprentices, you don't want them to sacrifice for you, do you?"

Dry Ice just sneered.

"Go ahead and dream!"

She grasped the sword and slashed towards the throat.

She would rather die than suffer that kind of indignity.

boom!

An invisible spiritual force accurately hit the back of Gan Bing's neck with just the right amount of force.

She had no time to react and quickly fainted and fell to the ground.

"what?"

Bandai-san let out a light exclamation and smiled with interest.

"What is that called... Six Meridians Divine Sword?"

"It's a nice name, but the person who used it is just a waste."

He turned his head and looked at a big tree in the jungle.

"Where did you come from, little bug? It turns out... it's you!"

"The Jade-faced Scholar, Lu Bin."

Behind the tree, Anle walked out slowly with an expressionless face.

"Why, do you want to give her to me and then seek some reward?"

Bandaisan's eyes were full of disdain.

How could a casual cultivator who was in the initial stage of foundation building come up with something extraordinary?

"To be honest, I've been annoyed with you for a long time, so even if you try to please me..."

"You talk too much nonsense."

The sound reached Bandaisan's ears, and he widened his eyes slightly.

Anle's figure suddenly disappeared from the field of vision.

In the next moment.

Suddenly, thousands of needle-like warnings came from the spiritual consciousness.

boom! ! !

A fist that seemed to be cast in steel, packed with exaggerated power, arrived in front of Bandaisan.

hum-

A purple cloud appeared.

But it didn't last even a second.

It shattered with a "crack".

The violent force bombarded Bandaisan's abdomen.

The air waves rolled, the earth and rocks flew, and the branches trembled.

The punch sent him flying backwards.

Almost all of the internal organs were displaced.

Bandaisan was extremely stunned, staring straight ahead while flying backwards.

He saw a strange gray-black substance emerging from the body of the weak scholar at a speed visible to the naked eye, wriggling and twisting to form a terrifying armor that covered the other's body.

Then, it expanded rapidly and became the size of a small mountain.

boom!

Bandaisan's body broke countless trees and finally fell heavily to the ground.

I felt severe pain all over my body.

I don't know how many bones were broken.

If it weren’t for the amazing defensive power of his Taoist robe.

This one punch was enough to take his life.

But compared to this, the fear in Bandaisan's heart was even more overwhelming.

He was trembling all over, with his hair standing on end.

'How can it be? ’

'How could the ghost-faced man's true identity be him?'

He hasn't recovered from his shock yet.