Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 310 Superb Escape Technique (Thanks to Xiu Ning Dafei for the reward from the leader!)

"Protect!"

Without hesitation, Pu Yuanhao pointed lightly at the ear of the small green tripod.

The next moment, the animal shadow on the stone cauldron suddenly burst into light, and a looming white phoenix shield fell from the cauldron, covering his figure in it.

"Uncle Pu, save me!"

Seeing that Pu Yuanhao summoned the Dao weapon to resist, Deng Chenhuan hurriedly cried out in horror.

He is the young master of Kongming Island, and the few tyrannical things bestowed by his family are enough for him to be at the same level.

Even in the face of half-step Yuandan monk's attack, he can still save his life.

But if it is the real Yuan Dan Daxiu, his so-called hole cards are no different from a pile of broken copper and iron, vulnerable to a single blow.

Right now, he pinned all his hopes of survival on Uncle Pu beside him.

Gujiao Island has always been the only one who bows his head and listens to his grandfather, and will never ignore his death.

Unexpectedly, what was extremely strange was that Pu Yuanhao turned a deaf ear to his plea for help, but instead squinted his eyes slightly, with a trace of indifference on his face.

"I see, Pu Yuanhao, you and the thief are in the same group!"

Deng Chenhuan panicked for a moment, quickly took out a few talismans and slapped them on his body, after various lights flashed, several phantoms such as golden bells, earthen walls, jade and emeralds completely enveloped him.

"Little Lord……"

Although the sword energy was not completely suppressed, Chen Wei was pressed tightly against the white cloud by the leaked breath, dripping blood all over his body, and his gaze towards Deng Chenhuan was full of begging.

But Deng Chenhuan, the Ni Bodhisattva crossing the river, could not protect himself, and like Pu Yuanhao, he ignored the loyal servant's cries for help, but frantically patted on the storage ring, summoning all the defensive treasures, trying to survive this The mighty cyan rain of swords.

Chen Ping's spiritual sense controlled the audience, and when he observed this strange scene, he couldn't help but let out a small gasp in astonishment.

As soon as he thought about it, he immediately understood Pu Yuanhao's intention.

After secretly sneering, Chen Ping pointed at Chunyang sword, and the endless sword shadow, like a fish fry in the sea, froze immediately, and condensed into a tens of feet long stegosaurus, aiming at Pu Yuanhao to kill And down.

"boom!"

A series of cracking sounds came out, and the blue light and white glow intertwined together. Although Shi Ding's white phoenix shield blocked the sword dragon, it was eventually smashed to pieces.

And on the body of the stone cauldron, several centipede-shaped cracks appeared.

Seeing this, Pu Yuanhao screamed inwardly that it was not good. His Panshiding was a magic weapon inherited by the elders of the older generation of the family. The enemy will not be defeated in one blow, and even the main body has been severely damaged.

From this point of view, the power of the ancient blue long sword is slightly higher than that of a high-grade Taoist weapon, and its owner should have practiced a very high-grade swordsmanship.

Feeling distressed, Pu Yuanhao grabbed the small tripod, opened his cuff, and a ball of purple light drifted away and smashed down. After the brilliance subsided, a square car with a whole body like purple jade and two pairs of long wings growing under the wheels Appeared on the sea.

It is the low-grade flying vehicle windmill that has just been restored.

Then, Pu Yuanhao got into the car with a flash of his figure, stepped lightly on the spot with his toes, and the purple awns of the windmill flowed, and after a sudden flap of his wings, he turned into an aurora and flew away through the air.

"Want to run?"

Chen Ping had a gloomy expression on his face, staring at the three people who were about to fly separately, and sneered continuously.

Deng Chenhuan and Chen Wei jumped into the sea in ecstasy and fled for their lives in a panic when they saw that all the sword qi attacks had turned towards Pu Yuanhao.

But how could Chen Ping fulfill his wish, grabbing the Chunyang Sword and leaning over to charge, his spiritual power transformed into two huge palms, which exploded in the sea, Deng Chenhuan's radiant shield, defensive spirit The weapon seems to be just like a useless phantom playing handsome, all of which are shattered at the touch of a finger.

"what!"

Deng Chenhuan, who had dived hundreds of feet into the bottom of the sea, suddenly felt a tearing pain from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, which made him scream miserably, his eyes became dark, and when he came back to his senses, he was already being killed by a person. The man in green clothes picked it up.

On a lotus flower at the man's feet, Chen Wei's limbs were twitching non-stop, and the blood flowed down along the wounds, congealing into a dark red gore.

"It's over..."

Chen Wei's half-dead situation made Deng Chenhuan feel a chill in his heart.

This inexplicable ambush cultivator Yuan Dan had no intention of letting them go at all, the "be merciful" just now was to capture him alive.

"Senior, please forgive me, I am the young patriarch of Kongming Island, my grandfather..."

Deng Chenhuan swallowed his throat, forced himself to calm down, and played out his invincible hole card.

"Noisy."

Chen Ping sternly drank, and directly stunned him with a huge power of spiritual consciousness.

Then, he sent out a wave of spiritual power to Deng Chenhuan and Chen Wei respectively, sealing their meridians and dantian.

With the means of a foundation-building monk, without a month of water grinding, it is impossible to recover his cultivation.

After capturing the two Foundation Establishment juniors within half a breath, Chen Ping turned into a green lotus and shot away into the distance once again.

There is the direction in which Pu Yuanhao fled.

In this brief delay, the purple flow mark leaped for tens of miles, leaving Chen Ping far behind.

"Jianlian Duguang couldn't catch up to him."

After a while, seeing that the carriage was getting farther and farther away, Chen Ping's pupils shrank, and he burned his essence and blood to cast Mo Luoying Shadow Step.

Black air lingered around his half body, and his body skills suddenly improved dramatically, pulling him into the distance with Pu Yuanhao.

However, the wings on both sides of the Ziying carriage suddenly swelled, blowing away strands of cirrus clouds, and the speed increased by a large amount. Under Chen Ping's ugly eyes, it flew hundreds of meters away in an instant.

The windmill is worthy of being a flying instrument with unique functions, and its speed is faster than Mo Luo's shadow step.

Every Yuan Dan cultivator is extremely difficult to deal with, especially Yuan Dan who comes from such a veteran force, who often has one or two top-notch supernatural powers.

At present, Chen Ping can still lock on Pu Yuanhao firmly, but it is estimated that within ten breaths, this person will completely leave the scope of his spiritual sense.

Frowning slightly, Chen Ping was already considering whether to use the Coral Law to kill him.

"Chen Daoyou, I'm not afraid to tell you that Pu Mou's main skill is very suitable for riding a windmill. If I want to go with all my heart, the general late Yuan Dan will be far behind."

At this time, Pu Yuanhao's voice echoed in the sky, mixed with a sense of leisurely contentment.

It was not very surprising that Chen Ping, who had changed his appearance, was immediately revealed by him.

Among high-ranking monks, it is not simply to use appearance and figure to remember each other, but the aura emanating from mana and spirit is the characteristic that cannot be faked.

Pu Yuanhao caught a breath of Chen Ping's release at the auction of the Smelting Fire League.

"Since fellow Daoist opened his mouth, he must have something to discuss with Chen. Why don't you and I keep a distance of [-] feet and talk openly?"

Chen Ping compressed the sound into a thin line without changing his expression, and sent it into the carriage.

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(End of this chapter)