Chapter 73 Counterattack

Li Xiangping walked in the wind for a while, and a small orchard appeared in front of him, surrounded by a palm fence. There were some kumquats hanging on the fruit branches, which looked like crops from farmers.

"Calculating the distance, we have already penetrated deep into the territory of the Ji family. This family must be a farmer under the rule of the Ji family."

Li Xiangping escaped all night, his face was very pale, and the talisman in his hand dimmed, and it seemed that it was exhausted.

Li Xiangping took out the green-gray Dharma Jian from his arms, touched it gently, closed his eyes slightly, and felt that the aura of the old Taoist was still far behind, and couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

However, Lu Jiangxian could see more clearly in the mirror. The old Taoist suppressed his injuries, took several pills, and stabilized his breath. His eyes were full of ferocity, and he flew in the direction of Li Xiangping on the shuttle.

"As long as this veteran uses magic to absorb or attack me, I will pretend to be a natural counterattack and kill him."

Lu Jiangxian frowned and looked for a while, and saw that the old Taoist had lost his left arm, and his magic power was not flowing smoothly. The remaining power of Taiyin Xuanguang was still causing trouble in his body, causing him to close his eyes and adjust his breathing from time to time. His speed naturally slowed down, but We still have to catch up to Li Xiangping.

"Just catch up, just catch up with that kid, beat him to death with one palm, grab the sword and leave."

The veteran's mind was filled with anger, greed and reason, and he said viciously:

"The Jianzi held in the Fetal Breathing Realm has such power, and I have it in my hands. This person only used it once and continued to run away instead of pursuing the victory. I guess this attack will consume a lot of money and will not be used for a while. ”

The old Taoist slowly increased the speed of the shuttle, and a village appeared in front of him. There were kumquat trees in the orchard in front of him. The man was constantly shuttling in the garden and speeding up. His feet were no longer protected by the wind. He must have used up his talismans.

Li Xiangping flipped his hands and clasped the last talisman in his palm. This was a diamond talisman. After casting the spell, his skin and bones were like steel. He should be able to take a few hits from the old man and fight to the death.

The old Taoist was slowly descending with the shuttle when he saw Li Xiangping suddenly turned around and raised the blue-gray sword in his hand again.

"Again?"

The old Taoist almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, twisted the shuttle forcefully, and landed crookedly on the branch. However, he saw Li Xiangping stopped with a sneer, leaning against the kumquat tree and looking at him.

"Good boy."

The old Taoist was not angry but happy. He patted the storage bag to put away the shuttle and landed lightly on the ground. He saw that Li Xiangping had already rushed in front of him.

The old Taoist didn't waste any words. He created a bright golden light in his hand and hit Li Xiangping straight on the chest.

Li Xiangping's body made a roar, and a white soft light also appeared, trying to resolve the incoming golden light. The old magic spell swirled in the soft light for several times, and finally bombarded Li Xiangping's body.

"puff."

Li Xiangping's whole body was suddenly shaken, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The jianzi in his hand fell out of his hand, and was about to fall to the ground crookedly.

The old Taoist's eyes were immediately drawn away, and the white whiskers in his hands grew in the wind, grabbing the Dharma Jian like a big hand.

A trace of ferocity flashed in Li Xiangping's eyes. Taking advantage of the old Taoist's attention being attracted by the Dharma Book, he picked up the Golden Light Technique with his left hand and was about to hit the old Taoist on the head.

In the mirror, Lu Jiangxian looked at the layers of beards and hairs grabbing at him. For some reason, a strong sense of disgust suddenly arose in his heart, as if an overestimated child picked up the chopsticks on the table and pointed them straight at him. own eyes.

On the other hand, he said secretly:

"good chance!"

But then he saw that Xu Mao had just grabbed the jianzi, and it bounced away as if he had touched hot charcoal. The blue-grey jianzhi suddenly floated up as if he had been humiliated, and stood a foot in the air, frequently spitting out white light. .

The twelve seal talismans on the edge of the mirror shone one by one, and the scorching white light undulated on the mirror surface like water waves, making people unable to open their eyes. It hung quietly above the two of them like a small sun.

A sense of danger that was so strong that it made people tremble suddenly emerged in the hearts of the two of them. The heavy pressure made Li Xiangping and Lao Dao unable to move, as if the pause button of an opera had been pressed, and they stood there blankly.

"broken!"

The old Taoist's heart suddenly pounded, and he thought to himself with great regret:

"You shouldn't use a whisk to catch that sword!"

The old Taoist has been practicing for many years and has heard that some mysterious magic weapons are extremely spiritual and must be respected. There are many more taboos, such as the Daxue Juefeng of Qingchi Sect. If someone is not approved by him, the magic weapon will be like a piece of cake. As still as stone.

"Oops, this jianzi is so magical? I'm afraid it violates the taboo of this gray jianzi."

Li Xiangping was about to hit the old Taoist's head with a golden light spell, but was shaken by the pressure and couldn't move. When he saw the jianzi rising into the sky with white light just like what his father and second brother had described the night he encountered the wolf monster, he immediately understood what the old Taoist was doing. This sword was probably triggered to attack spontaneously, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

But he didn't know what the old man did, and the low voice of the old man rang in Li Xiangping's ears:

"Little friend, the old Taoist is as stupid as a pig. I didn't know what taboo he violated, which caused this magic weapon to attack you and me. Could you please give me some sacrificial magic tricks to save me... There will be a generous reward afterwards..."

Li Xiangping rolled his eyes fiercely in his heart and ignored the veteran's nonsense.

Lu Jiangxian looked at the old Taoist who couldn't move, and suddenly had a new understanding of his own strength, and silently thought:

"It turns out that the Taiyin Xuanguang condensed, as long as the distance is close enough, can even shock Lianqi and make it unable to move."

With a sweep of his consciousness, Lu Jiangxian discovered that someone in this farmer's house had woken up. A young man in ragged linen clothes was approaching on tiptoe, lying behind a tree and staring at the two of them carefully.

"Let's resolve it quickly."

As soon as his mind moved, pure white Taiyin Xuanguang poured down. The old Taoist only had time to utter half a syllable from his throat, and then it melted like snow together with the whisk.

"Crack."

A small brocade bag fell on the ground, and the handle of the fly whisk, which was made of an unknown spiritual object, was turned into a pool of light blue metal blocks, and fell gently and skillfully on the ground.

Then Lu Jiangxian slowly extinguished the white light and floated quietly in the air.

Li Xiangping finally moved, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and fell softly to the ground.

Just as he was about to adjust his breathing, he was hit hard on the head. Stars flashed across his eyes for a moment, and he managed to turn over to look.

But they saw a young farmer wearing tattered linen clothes, with a face full of greed and joy, straddling Li Xiangping, holding a stone in his hand and throwing it at Li Xiangping overwhelmingly.

"Damn it! How brave are you? You dare to pick up the leaks of an immortal cultivator?"

Li Xiangping barely gathered up the last bit of mana in his body, stretched out his left hand to block his stone, and groped with his right hand on the ground for a long time. Seeing that he was hit by him, his head was dizzy, and there were stars in his eyes. Finally, he touched a branch, and a golden light spell was attached to it. Prick the boy.

The branch attached to the Golden Light Technique was extremely sharp and pierced the young man's neck. The young man's eyes went straight for a moment, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, clutched his throat and fell to the ground to struggle.

Li Xiangping collapsed to the ground, watching the young man struggling and fluttering. For fear of attracting more people, he quickly grabbed the kit and the metal block and put them in his arms. He picked up the Dharma Book in the air, stood up staggeringly, and went to Run outside the village.

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