When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 220: The Sword Immortal Is Defeat! Hunter and Prey

The group of six people continued walking. Cai Wei's expression suddenly changed, she stopped, turned around and drew her sword. Then they saw a flash of fire and the sound of iron and stone clashing.

clang!

A stone fell to the ground, and the remaining force on it caused it to spin in circles quickly.

Cai Wei sensed the familiar murderous intention and did not dare to be careless. When Ding Qing looked at the person, she was indeed wearing the clothes of Yanjia Village and holding a few stones in her hand.

Yan Liuliu knew the person coming, it was his sixth uncle, he was usually a very honest person. He was about to say something when he saw that his former relative had killed him. The person who came had no expression on his face threw a stone at Yan Liuliu. The force was so strong that it could even hit a tree. A big hole would be unimaginable if it hit a human body.

Yan Shiliu stepped on Qinggong and hurriedly dodged. Cai Wei took a step forward, and the Purple Bell Sword instantly unsheathed, cutting the flying stone into two halves.

Cai Wei's internal strength has increased for five years, and her strength has reached a new level. Although she is exhausted from surviving in the mountains and forests these days, she is also in danger, which stimulates her potential. Her swordsmanship level is improving every day. Now, although there is only a few days difference between her now and her a few days ago, her level is completely different.

Therefore, when she saw someone coming, she was not only not afraid, but also quite eager to fight.

The man from Yanjia Village looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that his stone could be stopped by this female swordsman.

He threw three stones in an instant. Cai Wei's eyes narrowed and she slashed out three swords in a row. The fire light splashed and all the stones were bounced away.

The next moment, a fierce fight started again in the forest.

Today's swordsmen are different from those in the past. His sword moves are fierce and extremely fast. The sword leaves an afterimage. And the man from Yanjia Village is not bad at all. His hands are like black iron, and his fists are like floods. He opens and closes widely, snap. Snap.

The female swordsman strikes with a sword, and the man strikes back with a punch. After several rounds of fighting, Cai Wei's face gradually turned pale, and when she saw the opponent's expression on her face, she looked playful, as if she were playing with a child.

Although they are both men from Yanjia Village, this person's strength is far beyond what the previous person can match.

Cai Wei quickly executed the seven-step flying sword, but was kicked away by the opponent on the third strike. This woman, who had always been arrogant and known as the sword fairy, no longer had the slightest hint of indifference and horror on her face. The depths of his pupils revealed.

His face was full of disbelief.

She originally thought that her strength had greatly increased and she had seen a higher situation.

In terms of martial arts, he is already invincible in the world.

Can…

But being teased like this by this country man, how could she not be shocked, how could she not be afraid. At this moment, it was the most unsuspicious defeat in her life, so that she could not concentrate for a moment.

"Little doll..."

The opponent Cai Wei was distracted for a moment, and she clenched her right hand into a fist, preparing to kill her. Fortunately, Yan Liuliu, who was extremely skilled in lightness, pulled her back in a few steps.

She came to her senses.

Her face was ugly and she was breathing heavily. When everyone saw this, their hearts were heavy. Even after the last attack, Cai Wei was not in such a panic.

But I saw several people sweating coldly, realizing their current situation.

But what surprised a few people was.

The sixth uncle of Yanjia Village, Yan Shiliu, picked up the fallen Purple Spirit Sword and threw it in front of Cai Wei.

"You dolls are a bit complicated."

"Before I kill you, let me play with you again."

Uncle Sixth said in a calm voice.

He has almost never been out of Yanjia Village, but he also knows that the strength displayed by this swordsman is not weak, and it is by no means a pure mortal's strength.

Cai Wei's hands shook violently, and she picked up the long sword. Her heart was full of anger, and she used the seven-step flying sword again, one step at a time, with murderous intent.

However, even after the Seven Swordsmanship, she failed to injure the opponent at all. This almost made her despair, and her pride was almost shattered. Especially the most powerful sword was easily intercepted by the opponent with only two fingers.

Her face was ashen, but what she didn't know was that Uncle Sixth's fingertips had already used several strands of spiritual energy!

Yan Shiliu's sixth uncle, in the early stages of his cultivation, only used a few strands of spiritual energy, but it was enough to prove that Cai Wei was not simple.

The sixth uncle thought to himself: "If a monk in the foundation-building stage fights with this woman, if he doesn't use spiritual energy, he may risk capsizing in the gutter."

"I don't know if any juniors died in the hands of this woman due to carelessness."

He thought in his mind.

The figure flashed, appeared in front of the Gu girl, and kicked her away.

Subsequently, the swordsman, the magician, the old Taoist priest, and Yan Shiliu were all unable to escape from the clutches of the devil. Each of them was kicked and seriously injured.

Then, he threw the long sword to Cai Wei. Uncle Liu did this to tell a few people that it was impossible to escape under his nose, and to let them fight in a corner, so that he could observe what kind of mortals outside were doing. reached the point.

certainly.

Uncle Liu didn't know any mortal martial arts. He could do this only by using his spiritual energy. His life was running out, so he was still willing to use a few strands of spiritual energy.

"Come again."

He threw the sword to Cai Wei.

Cai Wei did not dare to pick up the sword again. The sword's heart was broken. It was not that she was too fragile, but that what happened today was too shocking, and the gap was so big that she despaired.

"That's fine."

Uncle Six sighed softly, took out the knife from his waist, and prepared to remove the heads of several people one by one and take them back for work.

Just then.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the magician took out a bottle of green magic potion and threw it at Uncle Six. The potion shattered and green smoke escaped.

"run!"

The magician roared and ran ahead.

The rest of the people followed behind and fled in a panic.

Yan Shiliu was not unfamiliar with the potion just now. It was said that it was a potion made from a poison sac taken from a prehistoric alien species called "Nine Legs", which had a strong hallucinogenic effect.

"It should be able to hold him back for an incense stick of time."

The magician said.

The group fled in a hurry, dragging their seriously injured bodies, and ran for four or five miles in a row. They couldn't hold on any longer, so they sat down and rested for a while.

Fortunately, the mountains here are mysterious.

They walked around and opened up a distance of several miles. As long as their luck was not too bad, they would not be caught up so easily.

Wait for the breath to slow down for a while.

They continued to run, and repeated this for several days. The six people in the group were pale, their blood and qi were difficult to continue, and their faces were haggard. They finally rested for a while after finding a cave.

Everyone was uncertain. Cai Wei suffered the most. She even lost the Ziling sword that was close to her. The swordsman lost half his life when he lost his long sword.

The sky was dark.

It was drizzling outside.

The atmosphere in the cave was dull. If it weren't for the magic potion of the magic refiner, there would be no way for everyone to escape that disaster.

Cai Wei, who was the most powerful swordsman in the world, was as clumsy as a child in front of Yan Shiliu's uncle.

If this happened to a cultivator, his heart would be broken.

The rain was getting heavier.

Everyone was drowsy and half asleep.

Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded through the sky and exploded in their ears. The six people opened their eyes and suddenly saw a vague shadow passing by the cave entrance in the flash of lightning.

Suddenly.

The six people's hair stood up. At this moment, another lightning flashed by, and they saw the man in coarse linen clothes slowly walked into the cave.

It was not Yan Shiliu's uncle, but a man from Yanjia Village who looked relatively young.

...

Speaking of rainy nights.

It is indeed suitable for killing.

On the edge of a cliff in the forest.

In the interval between the flashes of lightning.

A man in white, holding a long sword, gently wiped the neck of another person.

His movements were neat and tidy.

Hunters and prey are always uncertain. The remnants of the Yan clan are being hunted by others while hunting others.

As a cultivator of the way of longevity by eating children... well... not really a cultivator, let's call him a "longevity seeker". Li Changxiao will not be lenient in killing him. This is a dead end, a dead end without any hope. In the end, there will be no children to be born, no descendants, and no longevity...

If it is a rumor, it can be expected that in a few hundred years, the number of human beings will definitely decrease sharply, which is a fundamental blow to the human race.

Not to mention from the perspective of justice, acting on behalf of heaven, just the word "eating children" alone, Li Changxiao kills people without any burden.

"I'm lost."

Li Changxiao looked at the endless forest.

The mountains are connected.

There is no entrance or exit.

It seems that he wants to trap everything here.

He thought again.

The reason why the Yan clan's descendants appeared in this forest is probably to hunt down Yan Shiliu, Cai Wei... and others.

Since they were traveling together, he naturally didn't mind helping, and he happened to be hunting those descendants.

But... the forest is so big.

He himself is also in the mountains.

Whether he can find them depends on luck.

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