There was a muffled "poof".
The clothes on Zhen Kuai's shoulders were all shattered, and the black metal arrows pierced into his shoulders fiercely, and under the desperate resistance of the soul power in his body, they were not able to penetrate his body, but only pierced into the depth of a knuckle.
However, the sharp invocation of soul power and the impact of this arrow made his whole body extremely sour.
With a low cry of pain and a half-step back, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
At the same time that Zhen Kuai coughed up a mouthful of blood, Zhantai Qiantang also coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The blood that Zhen Kuai coughed up was bright red, but the blood coughed up by Zhantai Qiantang was as black as ink.
As a mouthful of black blood coughed out, Zhantai Qiantang Demon's body shrunk slightly, and the red chains in his hands were not as red as before.
After all, the magic transformation is just a means to completely stimulate the potential of a cultivator, Zhantai Qiantang knew that the time limit for his magic transformation had expired, and then extreme weakness would come, but Lin Xi's few arrows, Zhen Kuai's wounded coughing up blood, gave him great confidence.
Weakness hit, but Zhantai Qiantang's eyes became brighter.
At this moment, he turned around and poured all the remaining power in his body into the chains in his hands.
The chain in his hand, which had already begun to fade red, suddenly shone red, and the surface of the chain and the attached long sword were all ignited with a layer of real flames.
This extremely long chain no longer looked soft, but was stretched straight, making this chain and the attached long sword instantly turn into an extremely long spear The wind and fire on the official road are raging.
Sword folding Shield wearing Piano cracks At the moment when this spear was formed, the long sword that was the tip of the spear had already continuously cut off the soul soldiers in the hands of the three cultivators in the rear, pierced the bodies of these three cultivators, and pierced the bodies of these three cultivators on the body of the spear like a string of sugar gourds.
As the tip of the spear, the long sword stabbed straight at the last Zhen Kuai Zhen Kuai's right shoulder was injured, but at this moment, he still slashed out, accurately slashing the long sword with terrifying heat, like a stab in the flames of hell.
There was a bang of "boom".
Zhen Kuai's body was like being blown up by a bomb that did not exist in this world, and flew backwards, straight behind more than ten steps away, and when he was shocked backwards, he coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and the long knife in his hand could no longer be held, falling from his hand.
All the flames outside Zhantai Qiantang's body and on the chain were scattered into countless sparks in this blow, like an extremely large firework that did not exist in this world.
Under the sparks, Zhantai Qiantang, who had consumed all the soul power in his body, was occupied by extreme weakness, and his body began to shrink as incredibly sharply as if it was leaking, returning to his original appearance.
He no longer resembles a demon king who has come out of hell, but like an extremely weak sick man.
His skin became very pale, and the pores of his body were covered with sweat as thick as tar, which covered his body.
He was no longer able to make any more moves, and he didn't even have the strength to pull his chains and long sword out of the bodies of the three cultivators and turn away.
Zhen quickly fell to the ground.
Most of the clothes on his body were also scorched by the final blow of Zhantai Qiantang, and his hair and eyebrows were also scorched, and his appearance was almost the same as Zhantai Qiantang.
But he still stood firm after all.
After all, his soul power has not been exhausted.
Until this time, the Yun Qin army in the rear did not move, and he knew that it was now only a war between himself and the hidden archer.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the mound next to the official road.
Although Zhantai Qiantang was only more than twenty steps away from the edge of the official road, everyone could see that Zhantai Qiantang had reached the limit, and if the archer wanted to save him, he had to show up.
Lin Xi walked out at this time.
For the first time, everyone saw the figure of this powerful hidden archer.
In everyone's eyes, Lin Xi, a powerful archer, was wearing a bloated cotton robe, and his face and even his hair were wrapped in a black scarf, not to mention the outline of his face, even fat, thin and age, he couldn't tell it.
Zhen Kuai looked at Lin Xi who walked out, and his eyes stayed on Lin Xi's hands.
What made his breathing pause for a while was that he saw that Lin Xi's hands were not a little pale, but there were no traces of damage caused by the excessive use of soul power.
Only between his moments, Lin Xi had already begun to accelerate.
There seemed to be two powerful blowers suddenly under his feet, pushing his body to fly, and in just two steps, he crossed a distance of more than twenty steps and arrived at Zhantai Qiantang's side.
"Go" Lin Xi grabbed Zhantai Qiantang's side, but just said a word in Zhantai Qiantang's ear, and then, his hand had already fallen on the chain in Zhantai Qiantang's hand.
Zhantai Qiantang's chains and long swords pierced out of the corpses of the three cultivators, flew back, and circled around him and Zhantai Qiantang several times in an instant.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Xi carried Zhantai Qiantang on his back and began to retreat with all his might.
Zhen Kuai coughed lightly, coughed up blood again, and then he moved and chased after him.
Lin Xi in front of him stepped on the wind and dust, like a violent galloping horse, while Zhen Kuai in the back stretched his arms flat, his spine trembled, and a wave of qi kept vibrating out from between his arms, like a crane flying close to the ground.
In just a dozen breaths, Lin Xi and Zhen Kuai crossed the mound by the official road and disappeared from the sight of all Yun Qin soldiers.
Zhen Kuai's cultivation is far above Lin Xi, compared to this pure speed, he is naturally faster than Lin Xi who has lost one person, but for him, the farther away from Yun Qin's army, the safer it is.
And although it was difficult for him to understand why Lin Xi was able to shoot so many arrows at such a speed without any damage to his hands, he was sure that Lin Xi was a cultivator of the national rank of the national sergeant.
In his opinion, Lin Xi's soul power should also be very little.
Therefore, he did not rush to intercept Lin Xi, but just followed closely behind Lin Xi, away from this official road where the battle took place.
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Between chasing and fleeing, Lin Xi and Zhen Kuai were already faster than galloping horses, running for nearly ten miles.
Even the cultivators, under this kind of rapid rush, the sound of inhaling and panting was like a leather press fan in a blacksmith's shop, and the bodies of the two people were full of heat, as if they were wrapped in a white cloud.
Zhen Kuai himself had already suffered internal injuries, and he continued to run down, only to feel that his mouth was getting more and more dry, and the bloody breath was permeating, and between his lungs, it was as if there were more than ten cats stretching out their claws and tearing, which was indescribably uncomfortable.
Suddenly, a small river appeared in front of me, a large area of farmland was opposite, and in the distance there were small villages that looked like ink landscapes in winter.
Lin Xi's feet were wrong, and his figure suddenly stopped by the river.
Seeing such a scene, Zhen Kuai's face was slightly happy, and he intuitively felt that Lin Xi should be about to run out of soul power and fight for the last time.
However, in the next moment, his eyes that had just appeared with joy revealed shock and incomprehension.
He saw that Lin Xi's body was slightly lowered, and then, his feet were more violent again, jumping towards the other side of the river.
Lin Xi, who was carrying Zhantai on his back, landed steadily in the slightly wet grass on the other side of the river, leaving two deep footprints, and then exerted his strength again, running forward at a faster speed than Fang Cai.
In extreme shock and incomprehension, Zhen Kuai could no longer cherish his soul power, the two big muscles behind him shook again and again, his arms were spread, and the whole person seemed to have really turned into a flying crane, with a bang, his toes touched the calm river, stirring up a splash, just a dozen breaths, and chased behind Lin Xi.
At this time, Zhen Kuai had no knife in his hand, but as soon as he arrived behind Lin Xi, without hesitation, his left palm was erected as a knife, and with one palm, he slashed towards Zhantai Qiantang and Lin Xi.
"Whoa" sounded.
The air cracked, Zhen Kuai used his hand as a knife, and the speed was not at all under any of his previous knives.
However, the moment Zhen Kuai's hand knife slashed out, an extremely dangerous aura had risen in his heart.
In his perception, in front of his palm, a sword tip appeared, and it was a sword tip that had been infused with soul power and began to flow with silver light.
It stands to reason that this is absolutely impossible, because the other party's perception and reaction speed are absolutely impossible to be above him, not to mention that he is the one who takes the initiative to attack, but from the beginning of the other party's hands without any damage, all this seems to be indescribable by common sense.
So at this moment, he snorted, slammed his feet, and forcibly let his body go backwards, buying some time, so that his hand knife could have time to change the direction of progress, and not take the initiative to hit the tip of the sword.
However, as if he knew what he was thinking, the tip of the sword moved slightly, but it appeared in front of his palm again with unmistakable accuracy.
Zhen Kuai could no longer make adjustments, and there was no longer a choice, in a chill that penetrated his heart, his palm met the sharp tip of the sword, and all the power in his body, all at once, burst out from between the palms and fingers of his hand.
"Boom" Between him and Lin Xi, a ball of light appeared.
For Lin Xi, a majestic force that was irresistible at all filled the world.
Lin Xi fell on his back.
At the moment when this powerful force burst out, he had already taken the initiative to fall backwards, and he had already let go of the long sword in his hand.
Therefore, in Zhen Kuai's perception, the long sword that would instantly pierce his palm actually did not have the slightest power at this moment, just a dead thing that had begun to fall naturally.
Because at the moment when this force exploded, Lin Xi and Zhantai Qiantang had already fallen to a distance of less than a foot from the ground, so he and Zhantai Qiantang had already avoided most of Zhen Kuai's strength.
Lin Xi's soul power was also precipitated from his body at this time, gushing forward.
In the hedging of the two forces, Lin Xi and Zhantai Qiantang's bodies, like a skateboard, slid backwards.
Lin Xi let out a slight muffled snort, and the corners of his mouth under the black scarf were bloodshot.
Zhen Kuai hung his hand weakly and sat on the ground.
Between heaven and earth, after a loud bang, it was completely silent, so quiet that you could hear the sound of the wind and the sound of blood flowing from his arm.
After Lin Xi stopped the slide, he stood up calmly.
In the silence at this time, Zhantai Qiantang looked at Lin Xi with admiration and amazement.
The reason why Zhantai Mang chose him as a student and decided to pass on the throne to him was not only because of Zhantai Qiantang's wisdom and conduct, but also because Zhantai Qiantang was a talented cultivator recognized even by Li Ku.
After Li Ku met Zhantai Qiantang, he made a judgment that Zhantai Qiantang would be the second cultivator who had hope in the future to be able to touch the Great Sage Master Realm above the Holy Rank.
The first one, Li Ku is naturally talking about himself.
However, a cultivator like Zhantai Qiantang, who was recognized by Li Ku and felt that in the entire Da Mang, his future potential was only below him, it was also incomprehensible that Lin Xi would easily defeat Zhen Kuai so easily.
He looked at Lin Xi, and suddenly smelled some bloody gas mixed with Lin Xi's breathing at the moment, and he was even more surprised, without asking who Lin Xi was, he couldn't help but whisper: "You have just recovered from a serious injury":