Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 102 Meeting the Son of the Spirit Beast Again
"Huh huh huh... It turns out that you Chu Tianming already knew the trick to climbing the cliff, but you deliberately didn't tell us and let us die!"

"Even if you compete with us, you can clearly warn us that we are in danger of death, but you don't say anything and just watch us die!"

"It's really vicious and sinister!"

For a while, ridicule and scolding continued one after another.

But Chu Tianming turned a deaf ear to these whispers. He didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and still said calmly: "I have already given you the opportunity, but you didn't grasp it."

What he said was confusing.

But Li Zhao heard endless murderous intentions.

At this moment, all the hairs on his body suddenly stood up. He subconsciously pulled out the sword from behind, and relied on instinct to perform a swordsmanship that had been engraved in his bones.

"Qingji——'Qingyunliu'!"

A sword is held horizontally in front of the body. It seems to be gentle, but it is actually the unique skill of the light sword school of the Hejian Sect.

The next moment he used "Qingyun Liu", an ink mark flashed in front of him like an abyss, and then an unstoppable force acted on his sword, bending his sword directly. .

Just when his sword was about to break, the ink marks dissipated and the power passed away like a tide, allowing him to take a breather.

This time, it seemed that all his strength had been drained, so that he could only kneel on one knee and insert the sword into the ground to support himself so as not to fall.

Just as he was gasping for breath, from the corner of his eye, he saw the fellow disciples surrounding Chu Tianming falling to the ground one by one.

Each of these people had an abyss-like ink mark on their chests, and they were all killed by one blow!
Chu Tianming, on the other hand, slowly withdrew the hand holding the pen.

Li Zhao was horrified and looked at Chu Tianming as if he had seen a ghost.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced that thanks to his cultivation of "Qingyun Liu", he was able to react between life and death and block that ink mark!
If he doesn't stop him, he will also become one of Chu Tianming's dead souls!

The water flow appeared silently and swept away the corpses on the ground. The scene was completely silent, leaving only the blood stains on the ground that had not yet dried up and Li Zhao who was breathing heavily, indicating the battle that took place here before the tea time.

Chu Tianming glanced at Li Zhao indifferently, but did not continue to take action.

Li Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, he saw a stream of water appearing from nowhere and wrapping around his body...

"No, get out of here, get out of here! I'm not dead yet!" Li Zhao waved his hands violently, trying to get rid of the water flow, but the water flow followed him like a tarsal maggot.

When he was panicking, he suddenly noticed that blood started to flow from his body. At the same time, the vitality in his body began to dissipate at an extremely terrifying speed.

He slumped to the ground and his pupils began to dilate.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, glanced at Li Zhao, shook his head, and sighed: "What an obsession, so strong that it can come back to light..."

He glanced at Chu Tianming, and muttered again: "Or is it because he shot too fast? Li Zhao didn't realize his own death when it was almost here?"

At this moment, he was a little afraid of Chu Tianming.

He still didn't understand what was going on with that ink mark.He felt that with his Dao body, he should be able to withstand it, but he was a little unsure about the strange speed of the ink marks. If it was calculated mentally and unintentionally, he was not sure that he could escape unscathed.

After Chu Tianming struck, there was silence all around, and many living people secretly rejoiced that they didn't attack him.Chu Tianming put away Guihao Brush and Wuyin Grass Emperor, dusted off the dust on his body, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, the cliff shook, alarming everyone. Then, a huge piece of cliff disappeared out of thin air under everyone's gaze!

Chu Tianming was slightly startled, then shook his head helplessly, then turned and walked away from Haoshan.

And in his palm, there was a tiny hair.

"Do you want me to take you away?" Chu Tianming felt the hair on the hair and muttered, "The study has declined, Wenzong has declined, and it seems that leaving you in the mountain has lost its meaning... That's all, I'll take you away, give it to you Find a new owner with 'literacy'."

Chu Tianming never thought of taking away the hair, because without this hair, the mountain would lose a cliff. From now on, the mountain will exist in name only.

But the hair is alive, and since it has to leave, Chu Tianming will give it a new owner. After all, the calligrapher Lanting left it behind, which more or less meant to inherit the "literary spirit".

After Chu Tianming left, no one dared to mention the word "Secret Treasure" in front of him, and no one wanted to snatch the Mist Hidden Grass Emperor from his hands.

The trip to Haoshan came to an end, and the remaining people found it boring and left one after another.

Suddenly, Lin Feng felt something in his heart, and a gleam appeared in his eyes, "Oh...he's actually here too?"

He stood up and followed the current slowly out of Haoshan.

After a while, Chu Tianming walked out of Haoshan.

Just when he walked out of Hao Mountain, a beam of light fell from the sky and landed straight in front of Chu Ta.

The light beam struck down, shaking the mountain fog that had begun to thin out. Many of the disciples who followed Chu Tianming out of the mountain were so frightened by the momentum that they took a few steps back, with a bit of shock. With a look of color, he cast his gaze towards the pillar of light.

Chu Tianming narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he saw a figure slowly stepping out of the light pillar.

"We are really enemies of each other... Chief Chu."

As a mocking voice sounded, the figure gradually revealed its figure.

"Is he...?" Some of the disciples who followed Chu Tianming out of the mountain were secretly shocked. They all looked intently and were immediately shocked.

"Is this evil star coming too?"

Among the younger generation of Doye, there is only one person who can be evil.

The person who came was the chief disciple of Panlong Mansion and one of the outstanding figures of the younger generation in Daoye - the Holy Son of the Spiritual Beast.

The Spiritual Beast Son's eyes were fixed on Chu Tianming, and there was a sinister smile on his lips, like a hunter who finally caught the prey he had been hunting for many days.

Chu Tianming glanced at him indifferently, and then said: "If you want to be my enemy, it's just you, I'm afraid it's not enough."

The Holy Son of the Spiritual Beast was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he grinned and said: "You will know soon whether I am qualified or not, but before that, I am curious, what did you get from this mountain?" What a good thing."

Chu Tianming said flatly: "It's nothing good, it's just a grass."

(End of this chapter)