Volume 4 Peach Blossom Chapter 27: The Black-tailed Wizard
In a bamboo building, dozens of monks gathered and sat on seats on both sides.
Sitting in the main seat in the center was a middle-aged male cultivator with a sturdy build and about forty years old.
It was the Black-shouldered Wizard.
He was discussing the trade of the Rejuvenation Elixir with the monks from the other four villages.
But at this moment, his smiling face suddenly changed.
The other cultivators naturally also noticed the change in the expression of the Black-striped Wizard, but before they could open their mouths to ask for details, the Black-striped Wizard said nothing, and his entire body turned into a strange light and rushed towards the mountain.
——He actually sensed that the shackles he had placed on the deer demon were broken.
If it weren't for the deer demon, how could there be a situation where all the major villages had to carefully serve him and seek to buy the "Rejuvenation Elixir"?
To him, the little deer monster is a treasure pot and a money tree, which cannot be lost!
Therefore, the moment he discovered the change, he rushed back without any hesitation or thought.
"We must catch up!" The Black-tailed Wizard was extremely anxious.
If the unknown cultivator who broke into his cave was quick enough and escaped with the deer monster, the Three Thousand Mountains are so vast, how would he be able to find the deer monster then?
His mind was full of thoughts, but his speed was indeed very fast. Plus, he was not very far away. After twenty breaths, the black-tailed wizard had already arrived outside his cave.
"What is this?!" Looking at the intact restrictions in the cave, the black-shouldered wizard was a little bit unbelievable.
Now is not the time to think about these things.
The black-tailed wizard waved his hand and the ban was lifted. He hurried into the cave to find out the specific situation.
Just at the moment of entering the cave.
call!
A shining sword light appeared out of nowhere.
The black- tailed wizard said to himself that something was wrong, but his hands moved very quickly.
In an instant, a faint green light flashed on his body.
boom!
The sword light and the green light collided with each other, and spiritual light spread out in all directions.
The black-tailed wizard was knocked back by this attack.
But the offensive is not over yet.
Boom boom boom!
A sword light rushed up with a deafening sonic boom and dazzling flames, rising into the sky. Combined with the extremely sharp sword energy, it was like a dragon chasing after the black-tailed wizard.
It seemed as if he was preparing to pierce the heart of the Black-tailed Wizard with a sword in mid-air.
The person who took action was naturally Lu Qingshan, who was waiting for the return of the Black-tailed Wizard.
Before he could even move his hands and feet, Lu Qingshan first took advantage of the Black-Tipped Wizard's anxiety and panic to ambush and knock the Black-Tipped Wizard away. Then, with the power of his flying sword, he chased and killed the Black-Tipped Wizard who had fallen into a passive situation.
A very effective combo of attacks.
The black-tailed wizard looked at the flying sword coming at him and felt a chill on his back.
The flying sword flew across the sky, and there was a terrifying murderous intent emanating from it, forming a terrifying destructive aura.
"The power of artistic conception!" The black-shouldered wizard exclaimed in his heart. Although he did not have the ability to master the power of artistic conception, he was a Jindan cultivator after all, so he still had some eyesight.
Wu Xiu's foundation is actually a combination of physical training and poison techniques, so even though he was in a very bad state after being ambushed by Lu Qingshan just now, he was not seriously injured.
But the flying sword in front of him was completely different from the previous one, because it actually had artistic conception attached to it.
The power of artistic conception is so mysterious that even if his body is strong, he dare not resist it head-on.
The black-tailed wizard became ruthless and patted the spirit beast bag hanging on his waist. Hundreds of black poisonous snakes appeared as his spirit power came in and out.
These poisonous snakes were like a dark cloud, spitting out scarlet tongues, making shrill sounds, and swooping down towards the flying Dragon Sparrow Sword.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
The poisonous snakes clung to the sword shadows fearlessly, but the flames bursting out from the Dragon Sparrow Sword made the snakes feel like they were being burned.
Bang!
The next moment, under the intense burning of the flames, the bodies of these venomous snakes suddenly expanded rapidly and exploded, turning into a ball of extremely smelly poisonous gas.
These poisonous gases quickly enveloped the Dragon Sparrow Sword.
Wrapped in the poisonous gas, the flying sword seemed to be trapped in a swamp. Its speed dropped sharply and the spiritual power on the sword was constantly reduced. When the flying sword rushed out of the poisonous fog, it had very little strength left and could no longer launch an offensive.
Looking at the flying sword that had stopped, the black-tailed wizard felt extremely distressed.
Even though he can create hundreds of venomous snakes with a wave of his hand, making him look very generous, in fact, each venomous snake has to be cultivated for at least twenty years, which costs him a lot of energy and financial resources.
The venomous snakes that have been cultivated with so much effort can be used for a long time and will become stronger and stronger.
But now, in order to resist this flying sword that carries the power of artistic conception, he can only reluctantly treat it as a consumable, and decades of energy will be burned to ashes.
After spending such a huge amount of money to block the first wave of flying sword attacks, the Black-Tailed Wizard finally saw for the first time the face of the monk who attacked him.
He was a very young and handsome male cultivator with a stern expression and a fierce gaze looking at him.
Lu Qingshan was also looking at the black-tailed wizard.
A cultivator in the late Jindan stage? He really has some skills.
Lu Qingshan said in his heart.
Although it was only a weak level of killing sword intent, the flying sword under the blessing of this sword intent still soared from seven times the speed of sound to twelve times the speed of sound. Combined with the fire element damage attached to the Dragon Sparrow Sword itself, its power was astonishing.
This is the power of artistic conception, and it is also the reason why it becomes the most important criterion for judging the combat effectiveness of high-level cultivators.
After seeing clearly the cultivation level of the Black-tailed Wizard, Lu Qingshan felt more confident.
His current realm is only the early stage of the Golden Core, but his spiritual power and consciousness are no different from those of a cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Core.
As for magical means, he believed that most sword cultivators in the late Jindan stage could not defeat him.
Therefore, the Wushao wizard in the late Jindan stage was by no means an invincible opponent for him.
"Who are you? Why are you in my cave?" The black-shouldered wizard asked in a cold voice with a gloomy face.
whoosh!
What he didn't expect was that the young monk in front of him had no intention of talking to him at all. The Dragon Sparrow Sword once again turned into a red light and rushed towards him.
He is already going to die, so why waste time talking to him!
Click, click…
The black-tailed wizard's face suddenly changed, and the spiritual power in his body began to vibrate, and a teeth-grinding sound rang out.
His body was covered with knotted muscles, and strange snake-like scales were growing wildly all over his body. In an instant, they covered most of his body. Even his face was covered with blue-black snake scales, which was extremely horrifying.
The flying sword hit the chest of the black-tailed wizard, and his underwear immediately exploded, followed by a layer of snake scales.
clang clang clang!
The two collided, sparks flying.
The Dragon Sparrow Sword kept humming and shooting, and the flames intertwined to form a terrifying net, dense and eerie, covering the Black-Tipped Wizard.
