I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 180 This knife is destined to the poor monk

In the dark rain curtain, the flames and yellow spring water formed a double layer of water and fire.

And in the middle of the package, Li Lang clasped his hands together and used the golden bell to protect himself and Zhang Yuansheng. Although fire and water were ruthless, he remained unmoved, no matter how fierce it was, he would not waver.

Although long-range spell-like magical attacks are extremely powerful, to be honest, in terms of attack strength, they are actually not very interesting. That's why it is said that such magical powers can often only be used against the odds.

For this type of magical power, a hundred points of power can be used to exert a hundred and twenty or even a hundred and fifty points. This is the advantage of magic powers, but similarly, the power of one hundred and fifty points is evenly shared and dispersed. The degree of cohesion is not high, and the power specifically falling on the target is reduced.

It’s not that it’s impossible to turn a surface into a point and consolidate it, but there are really not many people who can do it.

Confining the violent and explosive energy within a small space requires more things than can be explained clearly in a few words.

After two rounds of bombardment, figures emerged from the night like weeds growing out of the shadows.

Li Lang had already killed a group of people before, but now there were still a lot of figures popping up.

"Weird!" Li Lang didn't understand.

Emperor Heng was just putting on a show, so why did he really send someone to carry out such a deadly attack?
It's too much drama!
Of course, if the secret is not kept secret, there will be backlash.

It was impossible for Henry to tell these killers his plans.

So in the minds of the killers, their purpose was to kill Zhang Yuansheng.

There's nothing wrong with that either.

Just how much benefit did the Xiuyi Building receive, and was it willing to spend such a huge sum of money?
Aren't you afraid that you will put all your background into one battle?

There was no time for Li Lang to think too much, because the figures were already coming to kill him.

As soon as the domain was opened, dozens of people were suppressed by Li Lang using the domain. With so many methods, he could only use one or two points.

But at the same time, Li Lang's power was also dispersed and contained.

Executing any kind of magical power will no longer have such an extremely immediate effect.

In the final analysis, he is not Yun Xue. In a short period of time, it is far from being able to fully utilize Yun Xue's strength.

The figures are blurry, and the enemies under the rain curtain seem to be teleporting and multiplying.

With each arc of electricity piercing the sky, there seemed to be at least twice as many enemies appearing in front of him.

Li Lang knew very well that there should be the effect of the enemy's magical power.

Perhaps those moving black figures in the shadows in the distance are not real enemies, but illusions created by using the environment.

But this kind of visual impact is still unsettling.

Zhang Yuansheng's face turned pale at this moment, and he intended to throw the blood book in his arms to Li Lang, and said at the same time: "Master! You are stronger. You will break out with the blood book in a while. Please go to Prince Qi's Mansion and meet Prince Qi. ”

"Even if you can't completely win his trust, you still need to let him know that there is such a thing."

"I only hope that King Qian can communicate with other kings and discuss countermeasures, so as not to disrupt state affairs."

Zhang Yuansheng was still chattering, but Li Lang had already taken the lead, rushing into the shadows like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Using his hand as a sword, he used the "Longxuan Nine Swords" of Bailong Temple. This sword technique is not a Buddhist martial arts, but was left behind by an anti-king who was ordained and became a monk in Bailong Temple in the past.

In the last years of the Chu Dynasty, heroes were vying for supremacy. There were as many as twenty-eight rebel kings with names in the world.

After the Great Qian dynasty settled the country and Emperor Yuan was firmly established, all those who rebelled against the king had only a few options: death, surrender, or going overseas and hiding in Buddhism.

One of them, the 'Ju Liu King', was once a powerful enemy of Emperor Yuan. After his defeat, he took refuge in Buddhism to escape the continued pursuit from the imperial court.

The Dragon Xuan Nine Swordsmen were summarized from the battlefield. Later, in his later years, the old wounds recurred, and when the oil was exhausted, he felt that the killings in the first half of his life were too heavy, so he revised the Nine Swords.

Although each knife was used in a desperate situation and was filled with murderous intent, it still left a way to survive and was no longer as violent as before.

This way of survival is not only reserved for the enemy, but also for those who use the sword. If there is counterattack, this way of survival is one's own chance of survival.

And this vitality is also hidden cleverly.

Every time Li Lang made a slash, a vital flaw would be revealed. If the opponent attacks with all his strength and will definitely kill him, the Longxuan Sword's sword moves will immediately burst out with extremely powerful murderous intent and kill the opponent.

But if the opponent subconsciously avoids the vital point, the Longxuan Sword's sword moves will leave a thin line, allowing the opponent to escape through the empty door.

Li Lang imitated the pattern he had learned from Dingfeng Yunxue's memory and combined his sword skills with magical powers.

Every time the sword fell, it shattered large swaths of blood mist. It could be seen that his opponents were determined to kill him and had no mercy at all.

In this way, death is reasonable and just right.

One step kills, one kill counts lives.

What a wonderful Vajra and fierce demon, what a protector with angry eyes.

In just a dozen breaths, Li Lang's feet began to bleed like a river of blood.

The sharp sword light hovered between Li Lang's sleeves and robe, and the rainwater hovered outside the sword light, turning the invisible sword light into something tangible.

Finally some people couldn't bear the pressure and started to run away.

Killers are human too!

They lick blood from their knives, but most of what they lick is the blood of others.

If this blood was his own, his liver and gallbladder would burst.

Killing many people does not necessarily mean that you are not afraid of death.

"Retire! Let's fight!" a voice came out.

In the forest where the heavy rain was pouring, a thin figure suddenly jumped out.

Wherever it went, the rain in the air was blown into clouds of water mist, which then spread out.

In the spreading mist, a ferocious beast with its head and tail exposed seemed to be peeping at Li Lang, ready to bite him to pieces at any moment.

"Monk Shentu? Such a low price?" Li Lang felt more and more something was wrong.

Emperor Heng was not a god, and could not control the battles hundreds of thousands of miles away. Knowing that Zhang Yuansheng had Li Lang beside him, he immediately dispatched the Divine Map monks to help.

The divine map is not a radish or cabbage growing in the ground, which can be easily obtained and visible.

Counting along the long river of time, there may be many, many.

But for a period of time, it was still rare for Shentu monks to be active in the world.

Even though his opponent was also a divine figure, Li Lang had already mastered the game and kept moving.

The image of the Goddess Guanyin in white behind him fluctuated slightly for a moment, making it a bit awkward to use.

At the same time, Li Lang seemed to have an illusion, as if his mental ape divine picture was about to pop out of the jade bottle of the Guanyin divine picture.

Still didn't think much about it.

The two fields collided first, and then they competed and tore apart each other.

Between the mutual pull of the rules for the evolution of supernatural powers.

Li Lang also got involved with this man.

The knife in his hand touched the Luhan sword in the opponent's hand. In just a moment, the robe at Li Lang's sleeves turned into butterflies and exploded.

"What a precious sword. This sword is destined for the poor monk."

"Please be kind to the donor!" Li Lang said with his hands clasped together.

The man stroked the knife in his hand and felt the tremor on the blade: "What a knife! Such a knife should be used for killing. It's a pity to give it to a monk!"

The two of them finished speaking, and then they fought again in the same place amidst the explosion of thunder.

(End of this chapter)