Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Zhaocai and Manager Guo gradually fell into a disadvantage after five hundred rounds of battle.

There was even a lot of blood flowing from his dragon tail.

However, Zhaocai gritted his teeth and refused to say a word "pain".

He relied on devouring heavenly materials and earthly treasures to strengthen himself, but there were very few opportunities for actual combat.

Now, with a strong man from the Spirit Palace serving as a whetstone for him, how could he easily give up on attracting wealth?

However, to attract wealth, swallow the fruit of wisdom.

His IQ is a bit smarter than that of ordinary cultivators.

Seeing that it was difficult to gain advantage by attacking head-on, he immediately changed his strategy.

He shrunk his body in a circle and moved back and forth in mid-air like a spiritual snake, launching an attack from time to time to catch him off guard.

When Manager Guo caught up, he retreated one after another.

All in all, Zhaocai adheres to the principle of retreating when the enemy advances, pursuing when the enemy retreats, and attacking when the enemy flees, and constantly deals with Manager Guo.

In Blue Star, this tactic has a proper name, called "guerrilla"!

Of course, the effects are immediate.

In terms of body skills, there is a dragon tail after attracting wealth, which can be as fast as a shooting star. Even if Guo Guan is a powerful fairy, it is difficult to catch him.

For a moment, Mr. Guo was so angry that he glared at his beard.

Of course, the most intense ones were Fang Lin and Bi Tian.

The domineering sword technique and the ethereal and sensitive sword technique form a strong contrast.

Every time Deacon Bi Tian struck with his sword, he had the purpose of killing people. However, under the operation of Fang Lin's Four Symbols Soaring Technique, his sword skills were mysterious and changeable, which was dazzling to watch.

Moreover, the shadow behind him made people feel frightened.

To be honest, many cultivators watching the battle have never seen such greetings after traveling for hundreds of years.

From this, they deduced that Fang Lin must have had a chance encounter and his strength increased so quickly.

It’s just that they don’t know that this Four Symbols Soaring to Heaven Technique is just an ancient technique in the Canglong Ring that is covered with dust and no one cares about it.

"drink!"

Another cry of anger

Drink, the Baigui sword in Fang Lin's hand flashed a white light in the night and fell from the sky.

At this time, Deacon Bi Tian was also unambiguous and directly used the broadsword as a shield to block his head.

Ding!

A crisp sound echoed in the night, and Deacon Bi Tian, ​​who was hiding under the sword, felt his ears ringing.

However, this huge weapon became his shelter and did not cause him any harm.

Without stopping for a moment, Deacon Bi waved his hand, spun the sword in his hand several times, and then walked away.

Whoosh!

The big knife sliced ​​the air, making bursts of sound that made people's scalp numb.

The high-speed rotating sword turned into life-killing drops of blood, directly killing Fang Lin.

"hiss……"

This attack made Fang Lin take a breath.

He could feel the horror of the bloody drops from the big knife. Once he was infected by it, he was afraid that the corpses would be separated!

Without hesitation, Fang Lin was immediately possessed by Suzaku, growing a pair of fiery red wings on his back, and turned around to avoid it.

"Wow!"

Seeing this scene, countless cultivators around him sighed.

Such a body technique must be mysterious!

You know, Fang Lin and Deacon Bi Tian are only a hundred meters apart.

For practitioners, it is no exaggeration to say that this distance is very close.

Some cultivators were afraid that their heads would be chopped off to the ground before they had a chance to react, but Fang Lin not only reacted, but also avoided it smoothly.

"It would be too easy to just throw away your hand and take my head!"

Fang Lin sneered, clasped his hands together, and held the Baigui sword in his hands, flying towards Bi Tian's heart like an arrow!

This move is called a sword piercing the heart!

A swordsman never leaves his body!

Just like Fang Lin is a swordsman, he never throws away his sword.

In front of him, Bi Tian threw the knife in his hand. His fighting power would be reduced by 40%. This opportunity was also the most suitable opportunity for Fang Lin to kill him!

The moment Fang Lin drew out his sword, Bi Tian calmly raised his hands into fists, and the colorful light flashed instantly.

Ding!

Deacon Bi Tian blocked Fang Lin's straight sword with both arms.

At the same time, cracks appeared on the spiritual weapon on his arm, and blood dripped from the air. ??

A stinging feeling came from his arm, but Deacon Bi Tian didn't care at all on his face.

Instead, there was a trace of madness hidden in his eyes.

Fang Lin frowned, feeling something bad was coming.

I want to take out the Hyakki sword in my hand.

But, it's too late!

"drink!"

He shouted violently, and his wrists were like iron clamps, firmly clamping Fang Lin's Hundred Ghosts Sword.

No matter how raging the power was, even leaving deep wounds on his chest that were visible to the bone, it did not waver at all.

At the same time, Deacon Bi Tian’s voice rang out again.

It's still as annoying as before.

"Fang Lin, do you think that after two hundred years of practice, I don't know that a swordsman never leaves his body? I did this just to make you make mistakes!"

Deacon Bi Tian had blood in his mouth, but his pupils were rapidly dilating due to excitement.

As Deacon Bi Tian's voice fell, Fang Lin could also feel that the drop of blood had gone and returned!

"Damn it, what a cunning old man!"

Fang Lin cursed secretly and wanted to loosen the hand holding the sword.

However, his hand was like a hundred ghost sword, sucked by the power of Deacon Bi Tian, ​​and could not move at all, let alone extract it!

Eye

When I see that drop of blood, I'm about to come behind me!

"Lower your head!"

Hearing the shout of "Zhaocai", Fang Lin immediately lowered his head without even thinking.

At the same time, the Lucky Dragon's tail swept across, directly sweeping Fang Lin and Deacon Bi Tian aside.

However, you are not so lucky when it comes to attracting wealth!

The drop of blood from the big knife left a long blood mark directly on Lucky's tail.

In addition, after fighting with Manager Guo for a long time, his eyes had dimmed a bit.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Lin and Deacon Bi Tian separated in pairs, separated by a safe distance.

At the same time, Zhaocai dragged his injuries back to Fang Lin's side.

"This is not good!"

Zhaocai took a deep breath, leaned into Fang Lin's ear, and whispered: "The battle between the two has attracted the attention of Daocheng. At this time, many elders and strongmen from Fiery Daomen were rushing there. come over!"

Fang Lin frowned when he heard this.

This place was in the suburbs, and Fang Lin wanted to fight quickly. If the strong men from Sword City arrived, he would probably die without a burial place.

Miscalculation!

He didn't expect that Bi Tian would be so smart and notify the sect in advance.

"Hahaha……"

Deacon Bi Tian fell to the ground, showing a sad smile.

At the same time, his eyes when looking at Fang Lin were also full of teasing: "Fang Lin, you can't think of it, right? This is my second insurance, just in case I am not defeated by you, and I am harmed by your treacherous tricks, let the sect do it for me. support!"

Nonsense!

When Fang Lin heard this, he wanted to scold Bi Tian!

He thought that this battle would be one-on-one.

Fair and open!

Unexpectedly, Deacon Bi Tian actually informed the sect before the battle.

If it had been at the beginning, he might have been able to escape under the eyes of the strong men in Sword City.

But now, I'm afraid it will be difficult...