Those top male supporting roles after transmigrating to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 22 Is it still necessary to visit?
At the same time, Li Zhengchun made a move towards the corpse with one hand, and immediately there was a sound of piercing through the air, a slender green afterimage flashed across the void, and after another blur, dragging a cyan phantom into Li Zhengchun The hand disappeared.

It was the white dagger in Fang Sirong's hand.

Fang Sirong's cultivation level was originally higher than that of Li Zhengchun, and when the two of them joined forces to suppress him, he was too confident in the sharp weapon in his hand. He never expected Li Zhengchun to be so cunning. Using the elegance of the Butterfly Shadow Spiritual Body Technique to the extreme, coupled with the silence of the Rattan Stranding Technique, Li Zhengchun tripped over a rope by the unexpected Li Zhengchun, and burned him to death.

Li Zhengchun wouldn't be afraid of a tiger without its sharp claws.

When Chen Honglian saw Fang Sirong's pitch-black body, her face paled immediately, with an expression of disbelief: "You"

Fang Sirong has been with her for many years, although her physical strength is not strong, but with the sharp weapon in her hand, she has always been considered invincible at the same level.

Now before even using the technique, she was thrown away and reduced to a horrific charred corpse. All these changes happened so fast that she lost her mind in shock, and the movements of her hands also slowed down by a few beats.

At the same time, there were several "Puff Puff Puffs".

Li Zhengchun only felt the bluish-white light shine in front of his eyes, as if he was in the howling wind, making people tremble uncontrollably.

If ordinary people faced such a massive attack, they would either turn pale in shock or back away in a hurry to avoid the attack; but the relationship between the two of them has long been endless, and Li Zhengchun's face flashed fiercely, and he let out a clear cry , and rushed all the spiritual energy towards the dagger in his hand, and then took a sudden step.

Seeing the three light silver runes on the dagger flashed away, he rushed forward "shua, shua, shua" and slashed out five or six white sword qi like lightning.

These white sword qi were just a phantom, slashing forward in all directions, but in the end they all slashed fiercely into the hurricane.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" a crisp sound.

Li Zhengchun fluttered the dagger in his hand, and the wind blades hidden in the hurricane smashed into blue aura one by one and dissipated in the air. After his figure became blurred again, he rushed to Chen Honglian's distance of only three or four feet away. With a shake of his arm, There was a flash of white light, and another ray of cold sword light stabbed at the woman's bumpy chest.

"Bang" sound.

Chen Honglian's pupils shrank, and she reacted instantly, and after her arms blurred, she blocked the golden spiritual shield transformed from the small bronze mirror in front of her.

"You can't kill me." Chen Honglian, who dodged the blow, showed a hint of complacency on her face, but was quickly covered up by panic.

Li Zhengchun's movements stopped abruptly, and he stopped at the same place, staring at the fierce woman who was firmly guarded, but his mouth squirmed a few times quickly, and with a lift of his hands, the air between the two of them instantly ignited.

Two fireballs the size of a sea bowl ejected instantly.

One rushed towards the woman's lower body, while the other shot towards the top of the woman's head three feet away.

The woman on the opposite side was startled, and hurriedly poured spiritual energy into the golden light shield transformed by the small mirror in her hand.

Although the fireball technique is ordinary, its powerful attack and destructive power has always been well received by many qi training monks.

At such a close distance, she couldn't guarantee that she could dodge it, so she could only pin her hope on the defensive magic weapon in her hand, hoping to block it [-]%.

There were two loud bangs, sparks splashed in front of Chen Honglian.

Although the golden light shield shook violently for a while, it finally blocked everything.

"Haha. You bastard, you actually killed Si Rong in front of me. I want you to die without a place to bury you." Seeing this, Chen Honglian felt relieved at first, and then she yelled madly; With a grim face, he stretched his hand into his bosom, and immediately took out a gaudy talisman.

This talisman is so strong!
When Li Zhengchun saw this scene, his expression also changed.

If this talisman is fully activated, she will either die or be injured.

Without even thinking about it, he shook the short sword in his hand, and a white sword light slashed towards the opposite side. At the same time, he moved his feet without thinking, and immediately disappeared from the spot, and the whole person turned into a blue afterimage and rushed straight up .

"唰", "唰", "唰" several sword lights swept out in succession.

"Damn it!" The golden-white sword energy slammed into the golden escape light fiercely, and there was a muffled booming sound immediately.

But at the next moment, after a few clicks, the white short sword slashed from the pale golden light shield and swept past its body.

Chen Honglian screamed, and the right hand holding the talisman instantly separated from her body and fell from mid-air, landing on the ground with a plop.

"Ah...no! No! You can't kill me...my brother is the lord of the mountain..." Chen Honglian, who was severely injured, was terrified, and she turned around suddenly while screaming, clutching her bleeding arm, rolling He crawled towards the direction of Baibao Pavilion.

But at this moment, there was a "whoosh" sound from behind, and a white light shot out, and after a blur, it pierced deeply into the woman's back.

A grey-white object exposed outside, Hao Ran is the short sword picked up from Fang Sirong's corpse.

This time, the woman's screams stopped abruptly, and her blood-soaked body fell face-down to the ground with a "bang" under the inertia of the dagger piercing through her body, motionless.

At this moment, Li Zhengchun took two steps forward with a vigilant expression on his face, his eyes swept over the severed hand that had fallen among the dead leaves, he bent down and took it into his hand.

It is a yellow talisman.

But the surface of the talisman was engraved with dark red spirit patterns. Li Zhengchun swept it away with all his strength, and he could immediately feel the aura of violent wind contained in it. It was obviously a top-grade talisman with great offensive power.

After glancing at the lifeless corpse, Li Zhengchun felt a little scared. If she moved a little slower, she might be the one lying here.

With this in mind, of course she unceremoniously put it in her arms.

Feeling the throbbing pain coming from his dantian, Li Zhengchun hurriedly sat down, and quickly took out a remaining foundation building pill from his waist. head swallowed.At the same time, he took a deep breath, and used the Qingyang Jue to refine the vitality transformed by the medicine in his abdomen one by one.

After half a cup of tea, Li Zhengchun couldn't wait to open her eyes. She glanced at the two corpses expressionlessly, and a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes.

The fight between practitioners was indeed extremely cruel, and it far exceeded her expectations.

Fortunately, she learned that Qi training monks are generally not qualified to practice advanced spells, so they will shift their focus to replacing magical weapons or attacking with talisman weapons.

However, she is shy in her pocket and doesn't have the financial resources to equip high-grade magical weapons, and considering that a strong physique can achieve unexpected effects in actual combat, so after getting the Butterfly Shadow Spiritual Body Art, she started to practice without sleep and food. These two months of painstaking research allowed her to use the Phantom of the Butterfly at a critical moment, turning defeat into victory.

Thinking of this, Li Zhengchun felt more and more prescient.

(End of this chapter)