Chapter 0039 Escape
He stepped on the Plum Blossom Technique and bent his body.
The translucent hand, as if carved from ice jade, followed suit and followed closely.
Li Chengkong turned his body again and his jade hand also changed direction.
Li Chengkong turned his body four times in a row and finally managed to avoid the claw.
"Hmph!" Yuan Mingxue stretched out her left claw, leaving a claw shadow to chase after Li Chengkong's figure.
She didn't expect Li Chengkong's body movements to be so exquisite.
This almost sneak attack was a powerful blow she had intended to be fatal, but it failed.
She was angry and stubborn, and continued to use the Nine Nether Claws.
Wang Ruoyu shook his head and glanced at Luo Qinglan.
Luo Qinglan rolled his eyes at him.
The two exchanged glances, and Wang Ruoyu said, "Is this the rising star of your Holy Church? His methods are too inferior, right? A sneak attack."
Luo Qinglan retaliated with his eyes: "In a fight, who cares whether to sneak attack or not? Winning is the best. How rotten!"
Wang Ruoyu showed a smug smile again, and said with his eyes: "How is Chengkong's Qinggong training?"
Luo Qinglan nodded slightly.
Li Chengkong dragged out a string of shadows, forming plum blossoms, which were very beautiful.
"Good body skills." Yuan Mingxue said angrily, "Let's see how long you can hide!"
A golden light flashed across her pretty face, and her Nine Nether Claws moved faster and faster, almost catching Li Chengkong.
But Li Chengkong was able to figure out her moves without waiting for her to make a move.
The foundation of the Nine Nether Claw is the mental method, but it also has some subtle moves.
Even if it is invincible and as swift as a ghost, it cannot be waved around randomly without any plan and its power cannot be fully exerted.
Li Chengkong was always able to avoid Yuan Mingxue by relying on his calculations.
Yuan Mingxue doesn't believe in evil.
She could see that Li Chengkong knew about the Nine Nether Claw, and it was obvious that the secret book that the guy stole fell into Li Chengkong's hands.
She insisted on using the Nine Nether Claw to kill Li Chengkong.
After a dozen claws, Yuan Mingxue let out a light snort, and a layer of golden light flashed across her pretty face again.
Luo Qinglan sighed.
Mingxue was indeed anxious. She used the Small Light Mantra twice so early in the morning.
The Small Light Mantra can condense one's cultivation into several strikes, and the power will naturally be increased by several levels. Given her arrogant personality, she usually disdains to use this Small Light Mantra.
Yuan Mingxue's jade claws turned into a white light.
Li Chengkong could only see a blurry afterimage and had no time to dodge, so he had no choice but to take it head-on.
His thoughts raced.
His Nine Netherworld Claws were far inferior to hers in terms of power. If he were to take it head-on, he would probably suffer a great loss.
Even if all the internal strength in the Tianyin Heart Sutra was used up, it would probably not be able to make up for the difference in the level of the Jiuyou Jue Claw.
The only way is to combine the Nine Nether Claws with the Qiankun Style, and then drive it with the Tai Su Yuxing Jue.
His thoughts were as fast as lightning, but to outsiders it seemed that he was wielding his fingers like a sword without hesitation, and his steps were erratic, as if he was dodging or attacking at the same time.
He kept calculating in his mind, calculating Yuan Mingxue's posture and position, and then correcting his own posture and position.
At this moment, he seemed to have entered an overclocked state. His thinking was twice as fast, his computing ability increased instantly, and his energy was also rapidly consumed.
"Bang!" There was a dull sound as if two huge trees collided.
The sword pointed at Yuan Mingxue's Laogong.
"Hey!" Yuan Mingxue snorted.
A layer of frost covered her pretty face and she was extremely angry.
As a rising star in the Holy Green Lotus Sect, he has always had no rivals at the same level.
But now, even though he was two realms higher than his opponent, he still couldn't win. This was simply unforgivable.
Luo Qinglan's bright eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.
Wang Ruoyu smiled.
Although he had lost his martial arts skills, his eyesight was still there, and he knew how rare and perfect this sword move was.
This kid Li Chengkong is indeed a genius. In such a short period of time, he was able to integrate the three together.
Li Chengkong felt no excitement at this moment, only pain.
The burning power was like a stream of magma that passed from the fingers into the arms, then penetrated into the body and surged inside.
He mobilized the power of stars to put it out, but the star power melted away as soon as it came into contact with this force.
Yuan Mingxue's pretty face was tense, and she was extremely dissatisfied with herself. She shouted , "Take another claw from me!"
She insisted on using the Nine Nether Claws to kill Li Chengkong.
A layer of purple appeared on Li Chengkong's face.
He simply stopped using star power and directly activated the Purple Yang Divine Art. The internal force that surged out from the Tianyin Cave poured into his claws like a flood that broke through a dam.
There was a faint red glow flowing through her hands, as if a layer of rouge had been smeared on white jade, making it vaguely gorgeous.
"Snapped!"
The two right hands have their fingers intertwined.
In Li Chengkong's palm, Yuan Mingxue's jade hand looked particularly delicate, exuding a chilling coolness.
There was a burning heat in Li Chengkong's hands, as if they were a branding iron.
"Snap!" The fingers of their other hands were also crossed and entangled together.
"Hmph, you're looking for death!" Yuan Mingxue tightened her pretty face and stared coldly at Li Chengkong who was standing so close to her.
Li Chengkong felt like he was in surging magma and would turn into ashes in an instant.
He activated the star power.
But although the star power is cold, when it comes into contact with this power it is like white snow meeting boiling soup, and it has no power to hinder it.
He felt that he was about to die, and in desperation he could only use the Purple Yang Divine Art to fight poison with poison.
But the Zi Yang magic skill was like a match facing a blazing torch in front of this power that could burn everything.
Li Chengkong knew that this was the difference in realm. No matter how advanced his mental skills were, he couldn't cross it.
In the moment of danger, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered the Kunlun Jade Pot Technique, and suddenly streams of spiritual liquid fell down.
His body was quickly destroyed by the fanatical power, and then quickly recovered under the spiritual fluid, but the spiritual fluid's repair speed was much slower.
Wang Ruoyu quickly glared at Luo Qinglan.
Luo Qinglan, however, remained expressionless, calmly watching the two men shaking hands, facing each other, and staring at each other.
One of the two men has a face as white as jade, and the other has a face as red as a date. It is obvious who is stronger and who is weaker.
Wang Ruoyu coughed heavily, reminding Luo Qinglan that it was time to take action.
Luo Qinglan said: "Wait a little longer."
"Madam!" Wang Ruoyu was angry.
Summoning Li Chengkong here is to resolve this life-and-death catastrophe, not to really determine life and death. So why call Li Chengkong here?
Luo Qinglan said: "The Holy Church has issued a hunting order, and Chengkong will not be able to escape death."
"If Chengkong doesn't die, what will happen to Mingxue?"
Luo Qinglan shook his head gently and said, "She received a hunting order. If she fails, she will be punished to stay in Xuanyin Cave for a month. Her life will be worse than death and she will be almost dead."
Wang Ruoyu said: "Your Holy Church is so cruel to your disciples!"
Luo Qinglan smiled and said, "Master, there are many types of orders from the Holy Church. The Holy Church's hunting order is the highest level, with generous rewards and heavy penalties for failure."
Wang Ruoyu frowned: "Chengkong he..."
"Master, one is my nephew, and the other is your companion. I can't help either side, so I can only help neither."
"Chengkong cannot die!" Wang Ruoyu said.
Luo Qinglan chuckled: "Master, who in the world can't die? Master, you can die, and so can I, so why can't Chengkong die?"
"I don't care. We have to find a way to save his life!" Wang Ruoyu snorted.
Luo Qinglan said: "His life was saved, but Mingxue's life could not be saved. For the sake of the master, it is enough for me not to help either of them."
"Madam, call Chengkong over. You are not trying to help either side!" Wang Ruoyu said.
Luo Qinglan shook his head: "This is also for his own good. Otherwise, if Ming Xue assassinates him, he will surely die."
Wang Ruoyu was not convinced and wanted to talk more.
"Puff!" Li Chengkong spat out a stream of blood.
The two were only an arm's length apart, and their hands were intertwined. Yuan Mingxue couldn't avoid it even if she wanted to, and blood sprayed all over her face.
"Ah!" Yuan Mingxue screamed.
Li Chengkong suddenly flew into the air and another stream of blood spurted out in the air.
A blood arrow more violent than before shot towards Yuan Mingxue.
Yuan Mingxue dodged it with a flash of her body, and a black light just happened to shoot over, and she wanted to put herself in front of the black light.
She snorted, quickly retreated from forward movement , and shattered the black light with one palm, but it turned out to be a small stone.
Her body movements moved forward and backward as she wished, a golden light flashed across her fair face, and she activated the Small Light Mantra.
Her pursuit slowed down.
Li Chengkong had already flown over the wall and disappeared.
Yuan Mingxue fell to the ground, took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped her face fiercely, then threw herself to the ground with force, stomped her feet a few times in anger, and broke the handkerchief into pieces.
