Kendo Venom

Chapter 2082
The number Su Xuan threw was six, the largest number thrown at one time.

Mo Zhen was exactly the opposite. When he picked up the dice, he found that the result he threw was one.

The sum of the two numbers was seven, so the two of them walked into the seventh cave from the left without wasting any more time.

According to the subtraction method discussed before, after entering the cave, the two people subtracted their numbers, so they turned to the fifth fork without hesitation, paused for a while, and then stepped into it.

"Master of the White House, isn't it much simpler to make this choice?" Walking in the dark and deep passage in front of him, Mo Zhen's eyes were still bright, he stared ahead, with his arms behind his head, and asked with a smile .

At this moment, Su Xuan's heart has calmed down.

Before making a choice, countless thoughts and ideas may flash through your mind, but the moment you actually roll the dice, you have actually made your decision.

After this, the result was obtained, and Su Xuan did not have any psychological burden. Walking in the passage at this time, the first thing he thought of was not whether it was safe or not, but he really began to think about what to do after entering the secret realm .

Hearing Mo Zhen's laughter here, Su Xuan couldn't help responding: "Actually, the choice has always been in my heart, but I haven't picked out the most certain answer."

Mo Zhen scratched his head, agreeing to this relatively mysterious statement, but he didn't know how to praise the White House Master for being better, so he just secretly scattered a few wind charms, intending to detect the situation ahead.

It turned out that before the wind talisman was completely spread out, Su Xuan and Mo Zhen heard the cry for help not far ahead.

The voice was very weak, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a man or a woman without carefully distinguishing, and it was impossible to confirm the identity of the caller, but the only thing that could be heard was the direction in which the other party was fleeing, which happened to be the location of Su Xuan and Mo Zhen.

"You found us?" Mo Zhen asked in surprise.

Su Xuan shook his head. In such a panic, no one would pay attention to detecting the existence of other cultivators. He probably saw that there was only one road in front of him, so he chose to run away here with all his strength.

As Su Xuan walked forward, the person on the opposite side fled to this side, only a few tens of breaths passed, and a figure from a distance appeared in front of his eyes.

That figure was in a particularly embarrassing situation, with wounds on his arms and blood stains on his face. In addition, a sharp sword had already penetrated his body, but he still fought hard as if he had no sense of anything. Flee here.

Mo Zhen also noticed something was wrong, he saw the man desperately rushing towards this side, after thinking for a while, he still pinched out a spell that Su Xuan had never seen before, and threw it forward——

"Wake up for a while..."

Accompanied by the voice, was the crisp sound of the spell hitting the man's head. The spell emitted a dazzling cold light, and burst out astonishing power the moment it touched the opponent's forehead.

When the talisman fell and lost its effect, Mo Zhen pinched his fingers in distress, and said in a low voice, "It's a waste, if it wasn't for studying this guy's problem in advance, we wouldn't be willing to use the soul-fixing talisman now."

While speaking, he stepped forward one step at a time, and his figure actually crossed a long distance directly, and landed beside that person with one step.

Mo Zhen raised his head and looked around, but he didn't find any pursuers behind him, and there was no danger around him, so he made another seal, this time manipulating two small spells to kill the cultivator. The reporter picked it up and transported it this way.

Transported in front of Su Xuan and Mo Zhen, the two spellcasters instantly dissipated into smoke and lost their strength to sustain, while the cultivator fell to the ground in an instant, stirring up a piece of ancient dust and flying around .

"How long can the soul-fixing talisman just now make this person unconscious?" Su Xuan asked.

Mo Zhen counted and gave the result: "At most, it won't be more than one cup of tea. Now this guy still has a sword stuck in his body. Let's check the situation first."

Su Xuan nodded without any opinion.

His consciousness has always stayed near this person, and no one has even planted a spiritual brand on the other person's body. The only remaining strange sword is not manipulated by anyone, it is completely dead.

Thoughts were churning, Mo Zhen slowly removed the sword from the cultivator with the help of spiritual power from a distance away.

"what!!"

As soon as he pulled out some distance, the cultivator who had been in a coma sat up in extreme pain.

He looked stunned, looked at Mo Zhen who was using his spiritual power and slowly pulling out his sword, and forgot what he was doing before. Hurt the lungs, what are you afraid of?"

When Mo Zhen was complaining, he had already slowly pulled out the sword.

Strange to say, the moment the sword was taken out, it suddenly turned into a puddle of blood and sprinkled on the ground, and it dried quickly until it became a very inconspicuous trace, gradually returning to nothingness.

"It seems that... this sword is either made by someone's spiritual power, or it is... a trap in this secret realm."

Mo Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and came to a tentative conclusion.

The dazed cultivator sat on the ground for a long time. When he came back to his senses, Su Xuan and Mo Zhen had already started walking forward again.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, and followed with a particularly nervous expression. While staggering to follow, he shouted anxiously: "Seniors, please wait a moment...wait a moment..."

He thought that Su Xuan and Mo Zhen were good people who saved him without expecting anything in return, but in fact he completely misunderstood this matter.

After Su Xuan and Mo Zhen figured out the reason, they didn't intend to waste time here. Who would have thought that the first thing that guy would do after regaining consciousness was not to continue to run away, but to turn around again and come after him again.

"Senior, senior, etc!"

Out of desperation, Su Xuan and Mo Zhen slowed down their pace, and when a young cultivator who was younger than them followed up, Mo Zhen suddenly reminded: "We are not interested in accepting a drag oil." Bottle, you have to follow that is your own business, if you encounter any danger, it will be borne by yourself, don't think about asking us to help."

The cultivator who came up did not object. While following Su Xuan and the others, he did not forget to remind seriously: "Senior, it is a corner ahead, you must be careful, if you go the wrong way there, you will encounter very serious problems." Terrible vision!"

"What do you mean... you ran away in a panic just now because you encountered an illusion?" Su Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked.

The man nodded vigorously.

Mo Zhen couldn't help crossing his arms, and said, "That's very strange. If everything is an illusion, then how to explain the sword that pierced him just now? If it is not completely an illusion, then who is the person who manipulated all this? A real enemy...or a spirit in the secret realm?"

Su Xuan's footsteps slowed down, looking directly at the corner that was getting closer and closer to what the man said, and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is an illusion or not, after you get closer, you will know once you try it."

"Mo Zhen, don't follow me. After I pass by, observe whether there is any change in my surroundings, and then make a decision based on the subsequent changes in the situation."

While speaking, Su Xuan continued to walk, and not long after, he reached the corner that the person said before.

(End of this chapter)