Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 193 Confrontation (please subscribe, please collect)

Although the defensive spirit weapon can block most of the attacking force, it still inevitably produces a bit of backlash force, which directly acts on the monk's body.

It's just that this kind of power is not obvious. If it can't break the function of the defensive spirit weapon, it will naturally not cause too much persecution to the monks. Otherwise, it can explode with considerable power, just like the result that the skinny monks are facing now. of.

From the explosive shooting of the twelve flame beads to the monk's upside-down flight, the entire process lasted only three to five breaths, and it can be said that the winner was decided in an instant.

After all, the disabled monk who was chasing behind was inevitably affected by his body, but he was able to catch up enough. The wooden staff that had been serving as his right leg carried huge force across the void, and there was even a shrill sound of piercing through the void.

Almost at the moment when Sun Mingsheng broke through the interception, he appeared behind his back at the same time, and hit directly on the spine, a clearly audible sound came, and a burst of severe pain made his face twist strangely.

The fiery red mask on the body surface did not act as a buffer against the attacking wooden staff. A huge force came, and with this force, Sun Mingsheng's forward speed suddenly increased. Quickly increase the distance between him and the disabled monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

At this moment, the skinny monk got up from the ground just now, and the two of them could only watch helplessly as his figure disappeared again.

"I'd rather resist an old man's attack head-on. There must be a valuable spiritual thing on him. We must not let him escape, and continue to chase." The head monk did not hesitate at all.

After the skinny monk refined a khaki-yellow special panacea with a foul smell, his pale face quickly turned rosy.

The two teamed up and each sacrificed a pair of small flying magic weapons like hot wheels, which once again turned into a stream of light and disappeared between the boundless sky and the earth.

The two sets of flying instruments were obviously from the same Qi-refinement period monk. During the flight, the auras of the two of them merged together, and the original speed suddenly increased by [-]% without increasing the consumption. It is not good news for Sun Mingsheng who is fleeing ahead.

"Ahem, ahem, this time the caravan trip was really difficult, and it actually encountered two life-and-death crises in a short period of time." Sun Mingsheng's face became more and more ugly.

The power from the wooden stick of the disabled monk can only provide a relatively short-term acceleration for a while, and there is also an anxious look on the face of the enemy cultivator who is chasing him.

With the passage of time, the distance between the two sides is getting closer, and because of the continuous heavy injuries, the recovery of the mana in the dantian is also in a position where it cannot make ends meet.

This chase and escape has lasted for a full day and night. Although the direction has not been identified during this process, and the direction has been constantly turned to delay the time as much as possible, the main direction is still the location of Pingyang County.

"Ming Wang, we must go all out to return to the family in the shortest possible time. One-on-three. If there is a slight delay, Ming Sheng's life will be in danger." The elder monk Sun Youzhang appeared and gave orders.

This friend-generation cultivator is also a cultivator with four spiritual roots, and he was promoted to the ninth level of Qi Refining after ample time. In the past, he was quite low-key in the caravan, and he did not perform other than completing his own tasks .

However, once an accident occurs during the caravan's march, these experienced elders will immediately stand up to make suggestions and even make the final decision.

This is also the fundamental reason why the family habitually sends an elder monk to participate in some more dangerous situations.

Perhaps limited by their own aptitude, their cultivation strength and combat effectiveness are not the strongest, but their extremely rich and abundant experience in the past can play a role in stabilizing people's hearts at critical moments.

"Fourteenth uncle, I have ordered everyone to take turns to control the flying magic weapon to move forward day and night with all their strength, and must return to the family to ask for help within two days." Sun Mingwang also calmed down.

The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night alternate, and time flies. During the process of the three monks chasing each other and fighting each other, the whole situation has not changed too much.

On a piece of large grass, Sun Ming was panting with anger, and every time he took a heavy breath, there would be a trace of blood oozing from the wound under his neck.

The crushed powder of a layer of healing elixir still didn't have any effect, and his face became paler and paler.

On the endless grassland, Sun Mingsheng's figure stopped helplessly again under the full interception of the two enemy cultivators.

Although the escape along the way was assisted by two monster souls, the continuous battles consumed a lot of mana in the dantian.

Under the reckless refinement of several second-order low-grade spirit pills, the mana in the dantian is only a thin layer, less than half of it.

If he continued to escape, he would persist for half a day at most, and he would lose the last bit of remaining combat power, and become a fish waiting to be slaughtered without any backhand power. This is obviously not acceptable to Sun Mingsheng.

Even if he is facing failure and fall in the end, he will die in the battle, and with a monk as his back, he is absolutely unwilling to walk on the road to hell alone.

As for the two Foundation Establishment Pills traded this time, if it comes to the last moment, he will definitely destroy them completely, and they cannot become the spoils of war for the enemy cultivator in front of him.

"You and I have no grievances and no enmity. Why do the two fellow Taoists pursue so closely? Are you aggressive? Aren't you afraid of revenge from my Sun family?" Sun Mingsheng's tone was full of threats.

"The Sun family is just a small family living in a corner. How many monks are there in the foundation building period? How strong is the one with the highest cultivation?" The family didn't take it seriously.

"It's come to this point, what's the point of delaying time, fellow daoist? If you're willing to hand over the spiritual object, you can leave a whole body behind." The disabled monk said lightly, his eyes pointing directly at the true meaning of the verbal confrontation.

The two enemy cultivators had gained the upper hand in several battles in the past, but they were not unscathed. There was still a burnt smell coming from the black and red wound on the skinny monk's abdomen.

The head of the disabled monk, a wooden staff used as his right leg, was constantly soaked in blood. The already disabled leg suffered another severe injury, and the impact on the future would be more obvious.

The breath between the three became more and more serious, and the battle was about to break out. Sun Mingsheng's face became more and more gloomy and uncertain, and his eyes kept shooting around, trying to find a way out of it.

However, after several times of fierce battles, both sides already had a sufficient understanding of their respective means, and the two went all out to basically make up for some of the past shortcomings.

(End of this chapter)