Chapter 312: A Great Victory

He was confident that Feng Jianxiu had been injured to such an extent that she must have exhausted all her tricks. If he fought with her, he would have at least a 50% chance of winning.

However, if possible, he did not want to fight with Feng Jianxiu.

Even if he won, it would be a miserable victory, and it would definitely not be easy. Moreover, all his tricks would be exhausted, and it would be difficult to deal with dangerous situations in the future.

Although killing Feng Jianxiu would definitely yield extremely valuable items, such as the long sword magic weapon in her hand, the value of which might be equal to the sum of all the talismans he had on him now, but what was the use? He did not have enough mana to activate it, and he did not dare to use it in public. It was a hot potato.

Thinking of this, he immediately slapped his storage bag, and nearly a hundred talismans flew up with a bang, and each of them shone with aura, exuding amazing power, completely illuminating the entire valley.

Feng Jianxiu, who was about to deliver a fatal blow with hatred, was stunned. He looked at the nearly a hundred talismans densely packed in the air, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look.

So many Xuan-level talismans!

If they were all activated at once, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to resist them even in my prime.

This wasn't what made her most nervous. Her eyes glowed blood red as she stared at the talisman in the center that was shining with golden light.

As she watched, the blood-red light in her eyes faded, replaced by deep fear and confusion. She muttered to herself:

"Low-grade earth-level talismans! Impossible, impossible, how could he, a young cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, have so many high-level talismans?!"

Zhan Nianchuan looked at her face, which seemed to have aged ten years suddenly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and said lightly:

"Now, immediately erase the spiritual imprints from your storage bag and spirit beast bag, and cancel the spirit beast contract with your spirit beast, and then get out of here, bitch!"

"You little bastard! I will kill you even if I die here today!"

Feng Jianxiu was so angry that she trembled all over. She gritted her teeth and sacrificed her magic weapon, the Sky-Splitting Knife. The terrifying pressure of a cultivator in the Jindan realm was fully released. At the same time, she took out her last few Xuan-level talismans, as if she wanted to fight with Zhan Nianchuan.

Unfortunately, these talismans were not good enough in front of Zhan Nianchuan.

Facing her threat, Zhan Nianchuan's answer was to send up more than ten Xuan-level defensive talismans to protect him layer by layer.

His eyes were full of sarcasm, arrogance and confidence, and he laughed loudly and said:

"How is it? It's no problem to block this attack, oh, by the way, I still have a jade pendant that you gave me personally, how do you know I can use it? Bitch!"

"Puff!"

Feng Jianxiu's blood surged all over her body, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. Her face was as pale as a ghost, and her breath became more disordered, which also made her dispel the last thought of fighting. She was horrified to see that the eyes of the young man opposite her suddenly lit up under the mask, and he took a big step forward.

All the talismans released their auras, completely locking her.

At this moment, she really felt the possibility of falling.

She understood that this kid definitely had the capital to gamble, and she sadly discovered that she was most likely to lose.

"Hmph, kid, just wait and see!"

Feng Jianxiu no longer dared to curse Zhan Nianchuan. If she had a 50% chance of winning before, now it was less than 30%.

She was only over 300 years old and had 200 years to live. She definitely didn't want to die here.

Hatefully erasing the spiritual imprints on the two storage bags and the spirit beast bag, and canceling the spirit beast contract, Feng Jianxiu threw them aside. She looked at Zhan Nianchuan deeply, holding the Sky-Splitting Blade, and rushed out of the Mysterious Valley without looking back.

Zhan Nianchuan put away the storage bag and the spirit beast bag with a wave of his hand, and then rushed to the entrance of the Mysterious Valley, watching Feng Jianxiu fly towards the front of the valley with a burning gaze.

His eyes were as bright as stars, and I don't know when his right hand had already buckled a blood-red pill that exuded a strong vitality.

Blood Essence Pill!

At the same time, his body turned slightly red, emitting a weak spatial fluctuation, and even his breathing became a little faster.

Two miles!

One mile!

Hey! Why did she stop?

Zhan Nianchuan frowned, watching Feng Jianxiu stop flying forward, then hesitated for a moment, turned around and fled quickly to the south.

What a pity.

Zhan Nianchuan let out a long breath and shook his head with a little regret. For some reason, Feng Jianxiu changed the direction of leaving, otherwise it would be the best opportunity to kill her.

As long as she broke into the trapped dragon formation, Zhan Nianchuan would directly use the burning blood escape to get close to her instantly and use the formation to fight with her. With her current state, Zhan Nianchuan believed that his probability of winning in the end was more than 90%!

However, since she did not break into the formation, it was naturally another matter.

After coming to the place where the formation was arranged and checking it out, Zhan Nianchuan was sure that the formation was normal, so he took away the puppets and idiots lurking underground, and put away several jade bottles containing a large number of thunder and fire talismans and the flags of the formation, and then entered the mysterious valley again.

As Zhan Nianchuan's figure sank into the valley, after just a few dozen breaths, a white light flashed at the entrance, and the valley was once again isolated from the outside world.

It would take another month to open it again.

Everything in the outside world returned to calm, with only a few terrifying gullies showing that an extremely tragic battle had taken place here.

However, there was no one living here for thousands of miles, so no one could notice it.

Time passed quietly.

A green figure appeared at the place where Zhan Nianchuan had ambushed the formation before. His clothes were torn and bloodstained, and he looked horrible.

Feng Jianxiu!

She looked deeply at the land under her feet, her eyes flickering constantly, then she squatted down and put her hands on the ground, feeling the extremely weak residual spiritual power fluctuations. She was shocked and even a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on her forehead.

What a terrible boy!

After taking a few deep breaths, Feng Jianxiu's eyes flashed with a trace of fear, and she asked lightly:

"How do you know that he has ambushed here with a formation?"

"Humph, you woman only know how to run away, what can you find?" A mocking and pleased voice sounded.

Feng Jianxiu's eyes flashed with anger, and he said coldly:

"Zhuang Wuneng! If you want to mock me again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Hmph! Do you still have the ability to kill me now? If it weren't for my reminder, you would have been killed by that kid on the spot!" A fist-sized golden elixir appeared in front of Feng Jianxiu, with Zhuang Wuneng's shadow vaguely visible on it. He looked at Feng Jianxiu with deep hatred in his eyes.