Chapter 242 Self-Destruction

Qingchen turned his eyes to Lin Bancheng and Lin Miaoyu, and the serious smile on his lips became stronger.

The "Viper Finger" on Lin Bancheng's side was gradually showing signs of fatigue.

In the intertwining poisonous mist and sword light, the viper's shadow quickly blurred.

Lin Bancheng himself was also shaky, and he was obviously close to running out of fuel.

"Thief! I will fight with you!"

At this moment, Lin Miaoyu shouted loudly, like spring thunder exploding.

I don't know if it was her courage or the heat in her head that she dared to attack Master Foundation Establishment.

She was as light as catkins in the wind, and she used the best magic weapon "Frost Sword" to attack Qingchen.

The blade of the sword was extremely cold, and the blue light flashed, bringing with it a biting coldness, and a faint feeling in the heart.

"It does look very similar, but you are not her after all. And whoever blocks my way will die."

Qingchen pressed the magic formula, and a low-grade spiritual weapon flying sword separated from the three Xuanyin swords, and faced the "Frost Sword" like a dragon swimming out of the sea.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The sound of the sword was clear and sweet, but it was about to explode.

It turned out that after the "Frost Sword" collided with the Xuanyin Flying Sword, it was directly cut off by the Xuanyin Flying Sword!

Xuanyin's flying sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo. After cutting off the "Frost Sword", its power remained unabated.

With a strong sword energy, he came towards Lin Miaoyu.

Lin Miaoyu felt a chill penetrate her body. She was shocked, but she could not avoid this fatal blow.

At this moment of life and death, Lin Bancheng's eyes were about to burst, and he felt Lin Miaoyu's crisis.

On the line between life and death, he shouted loudly, and his body flashed like a ghost.

It was unexpectedly inserted between Lin Miaoyu and Xuanyin Feijian between the lightning and flint.

"Pfft!"

The flying sword mercilessly penetrated Lin Bancheng's foundation body, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

It dyed his clothes red and splashed on Lin Miaoyu's face.

Lin Bancheng's face turned pale instantly and his breath was greatly reduced, but his eyes were extremely firm.

It seemed that at this moment, Lin Miaoyu was still a little girl who followed him to learn the fireball technique.

"Go...go quickly..." Lin Bancheng used his last strength and roared.

His eyes were full of expectations for Lin Miaoyu, and he placed all his hopes on her.

Immediately, Lin Bancheng endured the severe pain, and the remaining magic power in his body surged like a river bursting its banks.

He waved his hand suddenly, and a powerful force instantly enveloped Lin Miaoyu, and at the same time he put his storage bag inside.

Like a leaf blown up by the strong wind, Lin Miaoyu's figure was pushed far away and landed safely several hundred feet away.

Lin Miaoyu's eyes were filled with tears, but she knew that this was not the time to be sad.

She gritted her teeth, activated the escape magic talisman, turned around and ran away.

The figure flickered between the houses and then disappeared.

As for Lin Bancheng, after pushing Lin Miaoyu away, his figure was shaky.

"Humph, you want to leave? It's not that easy!" Qingchen snorted coldly and was about to take action again.

However, Lin Bancheng's figure was shaken, and the magic power in his body surged crazily.

He glanced at Qingchen, his eyes filled with hatred.

But even so, he would not make it easy for Qingchen.

"You evil thief...I, Lin Bancheng, will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

He roared angrily, and the magic power in his body surged wildly, and he was about to explode his dantian, and fight Qingchen to the death.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Lin Bancheng's body instantly transformed into a terrifying spiritual energy storm.

That storm contained Lin Bancheng's lifelong cultivation and was extremely powerful.

Qingchen, on the other hand, was also shaken back by the sudden self-detonation, and even the Blood Demon Armor was shaken with cracks.

Qingchen stabilized his body and looked at the gradually dissipating spiritual energy storm with sinister eyes. Although his heart was frightened, he was not confused.

He snorted coldly and said to himself: "You are in the early stage of foundation building, but you dare to try to hurt me?"

Immediately, the "Ming King Sutra" in his body started to circulate again, and mana surged to repair the cracks in the Blood Demon Armor.

At the same time, a more majestic blood evil energy surged out, surrounding the whole body, like a substantial bloody tornado, sucking in the surrounding vegetation and gravel, grinding it into powder.

He looked up at the direction where Lin Miaoyu was escaping, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

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On the other side, outside Yinhu City.

Xu Baichuan was dressed as a groom, his robe was torn, his hair was messy, his eyes were as red as blood, full of despair.

He fluttered his hands, knitting his fingers together to make complicated spells, consuming his mana crazily, and causing his magic weapon to continuously bombard the "Small Five Elements Upside Down Array" in front of him, trying to break the cage that imprisoned him.

Earlier, when the fierce battle between the mysterious strong man and Xu Buyan and Lin Bancheng was in full swing, Xu Baichuan had been keenly aware of the danger of the situation.

He felt that the situation was not good, so he desperately escaped and left quietly.

However, as fate would have it, he was shocked to find out as soon as he stepped out of the city gate.

There was actually a huge formation in front, surrounding Yinhu City.

Like a natural chasm, his path was firmly blocked.

Xu Baichuan was unwilling to give in and tried his best, using all the talismans and magic weapons that could be used.

But even if he tried his best, he couldn't make any waves.

No matter how hard he, a ninth-level Qi Refining monk, attacked the "Small Five Elements Upside Down Formation" at the middle level of foundation building, it would not be able to have any impact.

Just when Xu Baichuan was heartbroken and almost gave up struggling.

Suddenly, a streak of blood-colored light flashed across the sky, approaching quickly.

Xu Baichuan's eyes lit up, and an indescribable joy surged in his heart:

"Fourth uncle! But you? Have you killed that evil villain?"

However, what responded to him was not the victory he had imagined, but Xu Buyan's slightly tired voice:

"Don't ask too much, quickly find a way to break the formation!"

Xu Buyan staggered, his face was as pale as paper, and he was obviously seriously injured in the previous fierce battle.

His secret method was broken by Qingchen's magic fire, and his low-grade flying sword spirit weapon was also seriously damaged. He was also seriously injured by performing the Heavenly Cicada Blood Escape.

Looking at the formation barrier in front of him, he frowned, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

He forced a breath of magic power, condensed it at his fingertips, and tried his best to hit the formation barrier.

But he only saw the barrier tremble slightly, a burst of colorful light turned, and then it returned to normal.

It was as if the attack just now was just a breeze blowing across the water, which could not cause any waves.

"Small Five Elements Reversal Array? Damn! It's a second-level middle-grade magic array! What a big deal!" Xu Buyan said in a lost voice.

He knew that he could not hold out for too long in his current state.

If the thief caught up, I am afraid that everyone present would not be able to escape death.

Thinking of this, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his eyes eagerly searched among the trapped monks around him:

"Everyone, who has a formation-breaking talisman? The second-grade quality is best, and the first-grade upper-grade is also OK! Otherwise, we may die here today!"

However, the formation-breaking talisman is so precious, especially now that they are all Qi Refining cultivators, it is even more difficult to see it easily.

The cultivators looked at each other, and they could only gather a few first-grade upper-grade formation-breaking talismans. The atmosphere became extremely heavy for a while.

"I have a second-grade middle-grade formation-breaking talisman in my hand!" A woman said as she escaped from the city gate.