Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 967

With Qiu Lanzi's shout, the sword light in front of him immediately slashed forward, which was where the figure of Dialect flickered before, and there was even a trace of fluctuation that hadn't dissipated yet.

Everyone was attracted by Qiu Lanzi's voice, and Taoist Liang Miao, a kind-hearted Taoist, showed a bit of complacency on his face. In the enveloping power of this sword light, as long as this sword light cuts down, everything can be concluded.

Sensing Qiu Lanzi's movement, Cang Dao and expression changed. This sword light is extremely powerful. It's okay to just force Fang Yan out of his body. If he hits him, he may not die, but Fang Yan will definitely suffer great damage However, Cang Dao and such a thing will not let him happen, but his body has not yet moved, and the two breaths on his side have already flickered to lock him, and then there is a kind of dry voice: "Cang Dao Friends, but want to spoil the gambling? It seems a bit inappropriate."

If it was usual, Taoist Zhonggan would not have said such words, but today is different from the past, Taoist Zhonggan has a lot more confidence.

Cang Dao and Wen Yan's expressions became serious, but he hadn't spoken a word, nor activated his exercises, when he heard a miserable cry from a distance.

Hearing this scream, everyone's expressions changed. It wasn't the dialect they thought it was, but Qiu Lanzi, who had the upper hand and was about to win the moment before, the scream could only last for an instant, and then disappeared No, it was as if he had been cut off by life. Could it be that Qiu Lanzi actually fell in such an instant?This time it was Taoist Liang Miao's turn to be surprised, but Cang Daoyu beside him laughed loudly: "Okay."

Amidst Cang Daoyu's hearty laughter, the hazy atmosphere over there gradually dissipated, revealing the upright dialect, but Qiu Lanzi's figure disappeared.

Taoist Liang Miao, who saw this, was shocked. As for the three early-stage monks who were distracted, their mouths opened wide, not knowing what to do.

"En? Where's Qiu Lanzi?" Looking around, he couldn't see Qiu Lanzi's figure, not even a trace of breath, no matter if he was a kind of Taoist or Liang Miao Taoist, he couldn't hold back the horror in his heart, shouted loudly, and tried again. When he looked at the dialect, his eyes no longer had the calmness they had before, and the early-stage monk who was able to kill Qiu Lanzi could also kill the two of them.

Hearing the voices of the two shouting, Cang Daoyu also looked up and down at the dialect, with the same look of surprise in his eyes. Although it was gratifying that the dialect had won against Cang Daoyu, he was able to clean up a mid-term distraction so cleanly. , even Cang Dao and himself can hardly do it. This has surpassed the strength that a monk in the early stage of distraction should have. The operation is still the same, even a lot tighter, showing his figure at this moment, not because he won, but because he has no spare energy to replenish the formation?

Sensing everyone's gaze, and then guessing their thoughts, the dialect who was urging the exercise suddenly said: "Fellow daoists, I don't have the strength to do anything to fellow daoist Qiu."

"En? Where is Qiu Lanzi now?" Hearing the words in dialect, Taoist Zhuanggan and Taoist Liang Miao asked one after another. While speaking, they had already swept their spiritual consciousness over their jade talismans for communication. In an instant, Then he knew that what the dialect said was true, Qiu Lanzi's aura in the jade talisman was still there, and it was not far from the left, and the two of them were also people who had experienced killing, so it became clear at once that Qiu Lanzi was trapped by the other party Somewhere, if it is not a strange formation, it is a high-level magic weapon. It is just what kind of formation or magic weapon is needed to trap a distracted mid-stage cultivator in it. what kind of existence.

"Don't mention Fellow Daoist Qiu, can we judge the outcome of this gambling fight now?" Fang Yan didn't answer the question of the two, but asked instead.

There is nothing more to say here, the dialect is standing here intact, but Qiu Lanzi, who has a higher level of cultivation, has disappeared. Even if he has the ability to get out of trouble, how can he have the face to say that he is victorious, let alone Facing the dialect showing such strength at this moment and Cang Daoyu beside him, the key is to have Qiu Lanzi show up earlier, otherwise it is difficult to say who is in control of the situation in front of him, no matter how reluctant or impatient he is, Taoist Liang Miao also only cupped his hands in the dialect and said: "Fellow Taoist is indeed extraordinary. It is a pity for a monk in the middle stage of distraction to cultivate at the early stage of distraction. You have won this battle. Can you show fellow Taoist Qiu Lanzi first?"

"Okay." Hearing Taoist Liang Miao's words, the dialect didn't hesitate at all, and even if he moved his hands slightly, following a faint breath of space, a figure suddenly appeared, it wasn't Qiu Lanzi or someone, it was just The body of Qiu Lanzi, who was showing his figure, was wrapped in a jet of black and a bright red aura. Qiu Lanzi himself was trying his best to activate the exercises to resist the invasion of these two auras.

poison?In an instant, everyone around saw the two auras on Qiu Lanzi's body, both of which were highly poisonous, and the bright red one was the famous peach miasma poison, if it was just peach miasma poison, it would be fine, this kind Although the toxicity of the poison is not weak, it is hard to be distracted by the number of monks above the middle stage. At the moment Qiu Lanzi is in such a situation, it is because of the black aura, but no matter how they investigate, they can't see the origin of the black aura. origin.

Only Cang Daoyu saw these two auras, paused for a moment, showed a clear expression, and then said: "Since the victory and defeat have been decided, let's accept the exercises."

"Should." Fang Yan replied, with a slight movement of his hands, the two breaths wrapped around Qiu Lanzi were immediately drawn together, and disappeared into Fang Yan's body in an instant.

Just as the poison of the peach miasma poisonous witch family was put away, Qiu Lanzi, who was urging his own kung fu to resist, yelled angrily: "You rat who only knows about sneak attacks, I will kill you."

While speaking, the flames in front of him immediately flashed, and the sword light that contained his own will was about to slay towards the dialect. Qiu Lanzi, who attacked with hatred, was even more powerful at this moment. When Sheng Bi was confronted with Dialect before, he was fooled by a junior like this, and he had the intention of killing him.

"Huh." Fang Yan didn't move, Cang Dao and already blocked Fang Yan with a flash, and then there was another exercise power, but Fang Yan recognized that this exercise was used by Shi Luoshan back then Compared with Shi Luoshan, the way of the Great Soul Eight Forms that I have used before is not known how much higher the same skill is used in the hands of Cang Dao and this mid-distraction cultivator. Out of the periphery, only a sword light was still slashing down, but it could only reach Cang Dao and a few feet in front of him. With the slight movement of Cang Dao and his palm, he was taken aside and fell towards the ground of the hall. Following a wave that suddenly flashed out of the hall, apart from a loud bang, such a powerful sword light did not leave even a trace.

"Cang Daoyu, do you really want to protect this kid?" Qiu Lanzi, who was already red-eyed, stared at Cang Daoyu who stood in front of Fang Yan, and shouted.

"So what, the dignified and distracted mid-stage monks can't afford to win and lose? The famous Yanzong is nothing more than that." Cang Dao and Wen Yan said coldly.

"Friend Daoist Zhuang, fellow Daoist Liang, just now is a magic weapon. I suspect that he still has a defensive magic weapon that can resist my Taoist sword light." Hearing Cang Daoyu's words, Qiu Lanzi didn't bother anymore, but turned towards him. He yelled at the two companions beside him, and then sent a message of spiritual consciousness. After receiving Qiu Lanzi's spiritual message, the Taoist Zhonggan beside him, Taoist Liang Miao, only hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward and stood On the side of Qiu Lanzi, he made a posture of advancing and retreating. There is no conclusion about the defensive magic weapon that Qiu Lanzi judged, but a magic weapon that can restrain distracted mid-stage monks is also attractive enough. A cultivator in the early stage of distraction has such power in his hands, what would it be like if it were in his own hands.

"Haha, you really deceived me?" Cang Dao and Chang laughed when they saw this, and then asked a question.

"Cang Daoyu, if we are elsewhere, we still need to be afraid of you, but here, it depends on how you protect this kid." Qiu Lanzi, who was already full of anger, had the support of his companions, so he didn't have the slightest fear. Immediately there was another shout.

"I also want to see how you came to have such confidence." Cang Daoyu shouted coldly, and then a sword light flashed, and a broken sword appeared in his hand.

how is this possible?How could this be so?The moment the broken sword flashed, the expressions of the three distracted mid-stage cultivators changed drastically, and they cried out in surprise.

(End of this chapter)