Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1177: Killing One to Warn the Hundred (Part ) (Please subscribe, please bookmark)
Before the Longmen broadsword landed on Sun Mingsheng's body, it was illuminated and controlled by a ray of green light, and its speed decreased sharply. Finally, it slowly stopped. It was the Seven Treasures Linglong Tower that had been floating in the air waiting for the right time to strike.

The third-grade flying needle that was originally entangled with another early Nascent Soul cultivator had also hidden its body early and moved silently from another direction.

"You are so stubborn. Today I will let you know the real difference between the star world and the cultivation world. There is a good reason why you are called a frog in the well. The Three Flavors True Fire, ignite..."

With the blessing of the Three True Fires' True Meaning Space, the strength of the three true fires themselves is no less than the conventional means of cultivators of the same level.

It has also been effectively proven in previous battles that this is a relatively panacea-like magic inheritance that is suitable for almost all kinds of situations, and it also consumes little of Sun Mingsheng's Dantian Nascent Soul.

The four methods were used simultaneously, and only at this moment did Sun Mingsheng's true strength appear, which was far beyond the reach of ordinary mid-Nascent Soul cultivators.

"for"

Under the suppression of the Seven Treasures Exquisite Tower and facing a life-and-death crisis, the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu became unprecedentedly calm.

A fierce look flashed across his face, and his left arm below the elbow suddenly broke into pieces, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky and the earth. A special force also emitted that offset the suppressive force from the Seven Treasures Linglong Tower to a certain extent.

His figure flickered and turned, and before the arrival of the Jade Purifying Bottle, the Third-grade Flying Needle and the Three-flavor True Fire, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Instead, a human-shaped wooden sculpture carved from an unknown spiritual wood appeared.

After a cultivator is promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, any means can usually directly lock onto the aura of the target.

"The inheritance of the art of substitution?"

The situation faced by the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu was obviously not enough to change the predicament he was facing by simply dodging.

Only the ancient inherited art of disaster substitution can save the rest from danger, but this kind of inheritance is extremely rare and has various complex and stringent requirements for practitioners.

Therefore, it is a very rare existence in the world of cultivation and even in the starry world. Of course, once it is successfully cultivated, it is an excellent way to preserve one's life.

During Sun Mingsheng's long career of cultivation, various explanations of the art of substitution were only found in various jade slips, but today was the first time he saw it.

Of course, after successfully practicing the art of substitution, once it is used, it will also be a considerable burden and consumption for the cultivator himself.

"When disaster strikes, everyone flees. The opponent is strong, and the best strategy is to flee."

The mid-Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu reappeared a thousand feet away. He looked back at the last early-Nascent Soul cultivator who was still stuck in a tough fight and had no hope of escaping. He showed a determined look and decisively turned into a stream of light and rushed away without looking back. He decided to use him as a sacrifice to buy some time.

The distance between Sun Mingsheng and the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu was already more than a thousand feet. In a battle between cultivators of the same level, a world of difference could emerge in a blink of an eye.

What's more, this cultivator named Gu who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was determined to escape from the battlefield, and his plan was very precise.

"Want to leave? Do you want to escape after a fight? Thunder Spirit Leaf, command..." With Sun Mingsheng's character, he would not let the other party leave this place easily. On the Thunder Spirit Leaf that had been nurtured in his Dantian Nascent Soul, a silver-white light flashed in an instant, easily crossed the barrier of space with lightning speed, and landed on the body of the Nascent Soul middle-stage cultivator named Gu who was determined to escape.

"Click"

There was only a crisp sound, and the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surnamed Gu, who had been trying to escape forward, was suddenly attacked and could not help but stop where he was, unable to move. Black aura continued to rise from him, and it was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.

However, this monk also had a considerable tolerance to pain. After being attacked by thunder, he did not even utter a groan. After recovering a little, he turned into a stream of light again and fled into the distance.

Even this speed of action was completely before Sun Mingsheng could reach the designated position again. It seemed that he had completely lost the last bit of courage in the last thundering attack and had no interest in continuing to get involved in this battle.

"Under the attack of the Thunder Spirit Leaf, the injuries have at least eroded deep into my internal organs, and my vitality has been severely damaged. It will take at least 30 years to recover. If there is no effective elixir, the healing time will be more than doubled."

"Using the heads of two Nascent Soul cultivators as a deterrent is certainly not enough, but now that things have come to this, there is no other suitable choice."

Looking at the mid-Nascent Soul cultivator named Gu who turned into a streak of light and disappeared in the distance, Sun Mingsheng did not continue to chase him, as he would do something desperate.

Although Sun Mingsheng possesses overwhelming advantages and strength, who knows what kind of lethal trump card the opponent possesses? If he suffers unnecessary injuries by accident, it would be truly a loss.

After seeing his brother leave, the last cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage seemed to have anticipated the outcome for himself and had even completely given up the idea of ​​leaving.

A determined look flashed across his face, and he changed his original defensive fighting style to become quite crazy, fighting with an approach of exchanging injuries for injuries and lives for lives. This actually changed the situation of the battle and put Sun Caiwu firmly at a disadvantage.

"It's just a small fight. You don't have enough strength. What's the use of fighting? Use the third-grade flying needle to take his life."

Sun Mingsheng did not pay too much attention to this battle. Instead, he looked at the distant sky with a gaze as if he was waiting for someone to come.

Half a cup of tea later, a vague cultivator in a gray robe appeared faintly. He came from the Nascent Soul Alliance.

Of course, for a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the time consumed by this tiny distance is naturally insignificant, but the timing of the appearance of this strange cultivator is quite clever.

Sun Mingsheng was not the only one who noticed the changes here. Sun Caiwu and the early Nascent Soul cultivator who was fighting fiercely also noticed something, but their expressions were completely different.

The former couldn't help but hesitate because of the reputation of the Yuanying Alliance, while the latter had a hopeful look on his face, as if he saw hope of saving his life.

"The battle is almost over, and you are coming out to pick peaches. Don't you think I am nothing?"

Sun Mingsheng had a smile on his face, but he shot three arrows with a longbow and killed it at the last moment.

(End of this chapter)