Chapter 429 Mr. Borrows a Sword
The second priest groaned, stretched out his hand and formed a red mark to stop his own bleeding.
He could never have imagined that the thin Taoist nun in front of him had not yet exerted her full strength!
I said before that Gu Xiaoman is like a deep pool.
When ripples appear in a deep pool, it depends on whether they are caused by external or internal forces.
If it is an external force, it is actually very easy.
A fallen leaf falling on the water can create ripples.
But what if it’s because of the bottom of the pool?
Well, don’t be fooled by the rippling water on the surface; there is another terrifying scene in the depths.
The loose Taoist robe of this thin Taoist nun fluttered in the wind, and the temperature around her dropped a lot in an instant.
The sky seemed a little gloomy.
It is a hot summer day, but it feels like a cloudy day.
The Taoist nun already gave people a cold feeling, and now, she was undoubtedly even colder.
The second priest gritted his teeth and quickly made a choice.
His body quickly retreated backwards, muttering something, and waved his only remaining left hand in the air, carving a magic circle in the air.
The next moment, his figure disappeared instantly.
The fire man in front of Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei also disappeared at this moment.
The second priest used the same trick again, preparing to rely on secret techniques to exchange positions with his clone in an instant.
As long as he switched places with the fire man, he could easily kill the cat demon, kidnap Lu Xun, and then find a way to leave this place directly.
To be precise, in the eyes of Lu Xun and others, the situation at this moment has not changed at all.
The fire man is still there, and the second priest is still there.
Because this secret technique is so fast, so fast that it seems like nothing happened, so fast that it seems like teleportation.
But in Gu Xiaoman's eyes, all this has a track record.
The wooden sword in her hand flew out at this moment and flew directly into the distance.
The sword is like the man, extremely reserved. However, it directly interrupted this secret technique.
——She found the intersection point where the clone and the original body exchanged places!
The wooden sword stabbed, and there was a loud roar. Suddenly, two figures flew backwards from somewhere in the air!
Those are the two priests and the fire man intertwining.
In the eyes of Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei, the scene was extremely strange.
The fire man was still here the last moment, and the next moment it flew out somewhere in the air with the two priests!
The second priest was very powerful and his realm was no worse than Gu Xiaoman, so this sword could not kill him directly.
But this Fire Man is different.
He was just a clone that had not yet fully formed. In front of Gu Xiaoman's wooden sword, he seemed so vulnerable.
With this sword, the fire man immediately turned into fiery red spots and was dispersed by the second senior sister.
The wooden sword turned in the air, and another sword energy was generated, completely destroying these dark red spots of light!
The second priest had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and with his arm broken, he looked extremely miserable.
He had previously mocked [Sword Qi is Near], saying that a sword is only a sword after all, lacking some means.
And the one he was facing now was a female swordsman.
She has her own way of using the sword, and it is quite skillful!
The second priest looked into the eyes of the cold Taoist nun from afar and felt that her calm eyes seemed to be able to see through all illusions!
At this point, the second priest had almost lost the idea of capturing Lu Xun alive. He knew very well that if he did not escape now, he would most likely be left here and die!
But he was unwilling to accept it, he really was unwilling to accept it!
In his opinion, Lu Xun was just a low-level practitioner.
He didn't expect that he would fail repeatedly because of him and end up in this situation now.
Having said that, even if he escaped back now, his identity and status among the alien race would be greatly reduced.
Having lost the rare treasure and the clone, and with an arm broken, his strength must have declined a lot.
Coupled with repeated failures, his prestige will surely plummet to the bottom.
He needs the secret of Lu Xun , he needs an answer!
The second priest kept retreating, avoiding the wooden sword.
He raised the index finger of his remaining left arm, and the fingertip was cut by the energy, and dark red blood flowed out.
He carved character after character in the air with his own blood.
"Swish——" Gu Xiaoman's face was as calm as water. He controlled the wooden sword and slashed at the second priest again.
This time, the second priest's only remaining left arm was also cut off.
The second priest who had lost both arms was floating in the air with his feet on the flames, and the bloody characters had been completed at this moment.
A smile of relief appeared on his face, but there was endless awe in his eyes.
"Please come to me, God!" he shouted loudly.
In an instant, these blood-colored characters began to burn.
A crack emitting black light appeared on the forehead of the second priest.
This crack is not vertical, but horizontal.
His pupils were also changing color, turning into an extremely deep black in an instant!
These three horizontal eyes look very much like the three-eyed statue in the altar!
The light in the sky disappeared completely in an instant, and the area fell into a strange darkness.
The sun was still hanging in the sky, radiating its summer light wantonly, but the area within dozens of miles centered on the second sacrifice site became dark in an instant.
——No light can get in.
And in this darkness, three narrow eyes appeared in the air.
These eyes look down on everything, high above.
No matter from which angle you look at it, these three narrow eyes seem to be watching you, paying attention to your every move.
For some reason, everyone present felt a chill and fear.
This is not a level of power.
Gu Xiaoman floated to Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei, and the wooden sword returned to her hand, blocking Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei.
"Stand...stand behind me." said the second senior sister.
Her eyes were still calm, but she was alert.
The three eyes in the sky gave her an extremely strong sense of crisis, one could even say a sense of oppression!
Even she, who is half a step into the ninth realm, is like this, let alone Lu Xun and others.
Lu Xun looked at the second priest in the distance and was horrified.
"Is this a show of being possessed by a ghost?" He didn't expect that the second priest could actually pull this off.
According to his memories of his previous life, he had never seen any priest do such a thing.
He glanced at the thin figure of Second Senior Sister standing in front of him, and his heart quickly calmed down.
She seemed to be born with this magic.
The second sister turned around, glanced at Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei, and said calmly:
"Don't...don't panic, there's...there's a teacher here."
These three narrow eyes give people the feeling that everything is under its gaze.
In fact, for the Tianchen Continent, everything is under the watchful eyes of Mr.
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In the back mountain of the Demon Sect, the master was giving special training to Lin Chan and Ji Li, just like he did a few days ago.
Today's special training content is still writing.
The gentleman held a cheap brush bought at the foot of the mountain in his right hand and wrote on a piece of inferior rice paper that was not even smooth.
Lin Chan and Ji Li are both sword practitioners, so he wrote the word "sword".
After finishing writing, he turned to the two girls and said, "Start copying."
As soon as he finished speaking, his ugly face frowned slightly.
He glanced at Ji Li and Lin Chan, then looked at the word "sword" he had written on the rice paper, and said, "Forget it, don't copy it for now. I'll write another one for you later."
After saying that, he raised his right hand with his index finger curled up, put his thumb and middle finger together, and then gently tapped the word "sword" on the rice paper.
The next moment, the word "sword" on the rice paper suddenly disappeared!
The paper returned to its original appearance, as if the word had never appeared on the rice paper.
The word "sword" went somewhere else.
"Xiaoman, let me lend you a sword." The master said lightly.
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