Book 3: Chapter 25: Whats Up, Man? (1/2)
All directions are blocked.
After some tries, “Yue Qianren” reached such a conclusion in his heart.
Not only in the east and south but also in the west and north, there was also a formation composed of multiple cultivators plus two mighty in the Physique Integration stage.
In the east, there were two women, one holding a blade, cut the monsters vertically and horizontally, and the other was playing a musical instrument, exudes amazing but dangerous charm.
In the south, there were two old men, with a group of disciple disciples dressed in black clothes, manipulating a large black cloud, which seemed to be a simple poison cloud, but “Yue Qianren” could feel the flashing sword beam inside that cloud.
Although the disciples who manipulated the sword lights seemed to be full of bitterness and helplessness, the sword in their hands was not fake. “Yue Qianren” even felt that these sword swords were even more dangerous than the black cloud.
Trying all four directions, finding that there was no safe place to go, “Yue Qianren” retreated to the ancient city.
He tried to escape but found that the formation was blocked in all directions, and even the secret method of escape into void space was not working. When he was struggling, a person suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind.
“What’s up, man?.”
Hearing this voice, “Yue Qianren” pulled out the blade without hesitation, and turned back and slashed with all his strength, .
Under the control of the soul of a Land Immortal, the True Qi of a Physique Integration stage cultivator poured unreservedly into the blade. He slashed with all his strength toward the person behind him, but that one just gently blacked the strike with one hand.
“Ouch, the temper is pretty big.”
Bai Qiuran pinched the blade and looked at “Yue Qianren” panting because of tension, laughing:
“I thought that Land Immortals are terrific, but I walked with you and found that when you are facing enemies of the same level, you can also feel fear.”
During the speech, he suddenly raised his hand and pushed forward. “Yue Qianren” reached out to block it, only to feel that a burst of power poured into his body along with the golden palm print. Amidst a painful groan, his left arm was broken, twisting into a weird shape. Blood and bone burst out.
“Yue Qianren” quickly withdrew from the force while waving the long blade in his hand, releasing countless Blade Beam, severing the surrounding earth, raising sand and dust, intending to block Bai Qiuran’s sight.
“Hey… this kind of trick can’t blind me.”
A sword beam pierced out of the sand dust, penetrated the shoulders of “Yue Qianren”, and brought a bloody wound.
He covered his shoulders, threw away the long blade in his hand, and manipulated it to fly around Bai Qiuran. At the same time, the hand originally holding the blade constantly made hand seals, and his broken arm was forcibly mended together.
clang!
Bai Qiuran backhandedly knocked away the flying blade, which returned to the hand of “Yue Qianren”. The former slowly stepped out of the dust, looking at the latter’s hand, and said:
“I haven’t seen this spell before. Is it something of your era?”
“Yue Qianren” kept being silent, holding the blade in one hand and the other hand behind his back, and began to quietly pinch another seal.
“You should be thinking of a way to get rid of me now. After all, you lived for so long, there must be a lot of your spells that I don’t know that can work when I neglect. And because I am the strongest, so my companions also trust me completely. As long as you pass me, then you will have a chance to escape. Do you think so?”
Bai Qiuran looked at the hand behind “Yue Qianren” and smiled:
“To tell you the truth, even if you pass me, you will not be able to escape, and then you may encounter more difficult opponents.”
“Humph.”