Then, he grabbed Meng Qing and disappeared.
In the mind of Luo Li who was sitting cross-legged, with him as the center, in a radius of ten zhang, the mountains, rocks, and trees, slowly turned into nothingness until it became a void.
Chang Heng suddenly put away the blood spider. "Why are you only exchanging now?"
No matter how small an object was, it would become extremely eye-catching once it entered this void, and he could easily see through it.
Chang Heng's heart shivered. Not to mention whether or not the yellow-faced man was deceiving him, based on the movement technique just now, his strength could only be higher than his own.
However, since he had accepted someone else's crystal stones, he still decided to do a good job. If he did not have credibility, he would not be able to survive in the future. His own cultivation was limited, so he could not take on much business. His daily life was rather difficult. He had come to the Sword Test Conference this time because he was envious of the prizes and wanted to see if he could get one. He didn't expect his luck to come. Someone actually came to his door and made a deal.
However, what does that have to do with me? He wouldn't go against the crystal!
Well, Crystal Stones would not fall from the sky after all. If there was no difficulty, people would not spend so many Crystal Stones to hire him.
The air around him moved even though there was no wind. In the small valley, it was as if a whirlwind was blowing. But what was surprising was that there was no movement at the entrance of the valley despite the strong winds.
However, he didn't move at all, like an old monk in meditation. He was suppressing, suppressing this excitement that made him tremble!
It wasn't easy to survive in this day and age. Apart from concealment and stealth, his combat strength was mediocre, and he couldn't take on much work. He was full of confidence in this mission. He thought that the reason Zuo Mo had defeated Chao An was because Chao An had underestimated the enemy. Also, one of the reasons was that Zuo Mo had prepared sufficiently. If it was him, he definitely wouldn't have given Zuo Mo so many chances to use them. From the very beginning, he had never intended to fight the other party openly. Even though Zuo Mo was much weaker than him, he still persisted in ambushing. In any case, he was only after jingshi.
But before he left, he looked at Luo Li with a hint of surprise.
"A mere form?" Chang Heng's pupils shrank slightly.
However, if he wanted to complete this business, he had to first find Zuo Mo. This was also the most troublesome part of this business.
The words of the yellow faced man were exactly what Chang Heng was thinking.
Especially when he saw the opponent's flying sword suddenly disappear in the air, the sense of danger in his heart suddenly rose to the extreme. In his line of work, he trusted his intuition the most. Every time he had a bad feeling, he knew that there was danger!
Meng Qing's figure blended into the surroundings and was extremely difficult to detect with the naked eye. But in Luo Li's eyes, there was another person in this void!
Six wrist-thick legs stomped heavily on the ground, causing dust to fly up and the ground to tremble. A blood-colored spider viciously stared at the yellow-faced man. It was twice as big as when it had fought against Zuo Mo. The six spider legs were long and slender, covered in barbs, and the joints were thicker, harder, and more powerful. The black patterns on the surface of the Blood Spider's body were even more striking than before, and there was an additional metallic luster to it. There was no doubt about how sturdy it was.
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But he had only encountered such strong danger once before. It was that time when he was chased by a jindan xiuzhe.
The entrance to the valley in front of him was quite narrow. He didn't dare to be careless and carefully crept inside with the help of the surrounding terrain.
The moment Luo Li moved, Meng Qing knew he had been exposed and knew it wasn't good!
Hm, there was a valley in front of him.
Completely opposite to the excitement in his eyes, his expression was solemn, his right hand standing with one palm, his thumb and pinkie tightly clasped together, the other three fingers pointing at the sky.
Holy shit! Weren't they all ningmai xiuzhe? Had he encountered Gu Rong Ping? Damn it, he couldn't be that unlucky!
There was someone!
Meng Qing decided to go take a look. Zuo Mo's cultivation was lower than other people and naturally didn't dare to wander around. After taking that job, he had been thinking. He felt that Zuo Mo most likely found a corner to hide in, and use the formations to resist. So on the way, he paid special attention to places like the corners of the valley.
"Oh, not bad, to be able to cultivate to the point of a human face, you do have some talent." The yellow-faced man's tone was very loud, "However, there are a few places where your cultivation is improper. If you don't change, there will be endless trouble in the future."
Meng Qing paled. This feeling of danger might not be as good as the time with the jindan xiuzhe, but it was enough to firmly occupy the second position. His heart trembled. At this time, he didn't dare to hold anything back. All the ling power in his body furiously moved to his back as he leapt out of the valley! On his back, there was a solid spiritual shield. It looked a little like a tortoise shell.
However, the scripture that he had stolen was not complete. It was clear that its previous owner had obtained it through other means. The power of the blood method was great, but at the same time, the danger of cultivating it was much greater than normal scriptures. If one was the least bit careless, it was possible that the user would be devoured. Chang Heng's personality might be vicious and domineering, but when he cultivated, he was also very careful.
[Self Separation] used [Shapeless Sword Scripture] and [Empty Sword Scripture] as ropes, and strung [Cloud Sword Scripture], [Red Flame Sword Scripture], and [Green Glass Sword Scripture] on top. Even though it was limited by his cultivation and knowledge, but it still had many wondrous aspects. Even Xin Yan praised it.
"The blood method is very unorthodox." The yellow-faced man said, "It is a pity that you did not cultivate it properly, and only have the form."
A figure descended from the sky. After inspecting the unconscious Meng Qing, he said indifferently, "Defeated."
For the first time, a serious expression appeared on Chang Heng's face. From the other's words, he was very familiar with the method he cultivated. He might be a disciple of Ling Ying Sect, but the method he cultivated was not the method of Ling Ying Sect. Together with the Blood Spider sword, he had stolen it from the xiuzhe he had killed.
Different from other xiuzhe, he had a clear goal. But every time he thought about it, he felt it was slightly strange. A zhuji xiuzhe, was it worth it to pay jingshi to hire him to kill him? He snorted disdainfully at this. A zhuji xiuzhe, how could he charge through the last round of fighting?
With a clear hum, the red and green lights twisted around the blade, like two ling beast companions, one red and one green, twisting their necks, joyful!
"Separation!"
What was most terrifying was Blood Spider's face. On that flat face, there seemed to be traces of a human face. This indistinct human face was indescribably malevolent and ferocious, and a ruthless aura rushed out.
Compared to the frightening commotion of the other people, from the moment Chang Heng and the yellow-faced man started fighting to the time they separated, it had only been the blink of an eye. It did not attract anyone's attention.
In the mountain valley, Luo Li sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, the flying sword silently floating beside him. He was like a volcano, looking calm on the outside, but the sword essence in his chest roared.
The white flying sword that was like a faint cloud did not fly fast. The flying sword was like a piece of ice, melting at a visible rate in the air.
When the battlefield was small, the situation would become extremely chaotic and intense. What made him even more careful was that other than himself, the remaining ninety-nine people were all his enemies.
A serene sigh, ethereal, so far away that he could not grasp it. It was like a soft murmur by his ear.
Meng Qing seemed to be struck by lightning, his pupils suddenly expanding. He spat out a mouthful of blood, a bloody mist filling the air. He instantly lost consciousness.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes!
The astonishing transformation of the other's flying sword made his hairs stand on end, his scalp prickling. What sword scripture was this?
He didn't dare to hesitate, bouncing up, he sprinted out of the valley!
The reward was extremely tempting, and most importantly, the target was the only zhuji xiuzhe in this Sword Test Conference. If it was anyone else, he wouldn't have the confidence, but since it was Zuo Mo, he unhesitatingly agreed. He had seen the fight between Zuo Mo and Chao An. Truthfully, he admired Zuo Mo for being able to win as the weak. He had always suspected that the person who had placed the order was Chao An. It was definitely because Chao An was not happy that he had been eliminated and was scheming behind his back.
Today, it was the first battle of [Self Separation]!
He sat in the middle of the void.
Just as he took a step, there seemed to be something invisible that suddenly hit the ling shield on his back. The solid and solid ling shield instantly shattered into pieces.
Chang Heng and the yellow-faced man were fighting fiercely.
Yet the yellow-faced man in front of him had a calm expression, not panicking at all. A bronze dagger-axe flew up and down beside him. The bronze dagger-axe gave off a faint green light. As it flew, it formed a green curtain of light. The bloody light that filled the sky was unable to break through this seemingly thin curtain of light.
The red and green light gradually turned to white. The joy on the sword became even fainter. A feeling of desolation formed like the bleak autumn wind.
Meng Qing was like a leopard cat, carefully moving through the forest. He was most skilled in concealment and assassination. He had once successfully escaped the pursuit of a jindan expert. But this time, he was even more careful. The fifteen mountain peaks took up a large area, but if one hundred ningmai xiuzhe were put in to fight, then this battlefield really couldn't be considered one. Quite the opposite, this battlefield was ridiculously small.
It was like there was an extra dot of ink on a snowy white paper. No matter how small the dot was, it would be abnormally clear.
Boom!
Compared to when he had fought Zuo Mo, his strength was many times stronger. That strangely shaped Copper Ring Blood Spider Sword in his hand. Every time he swung it, there would be a patch of sticky bloody light that was extremely fishy.
The silently floating flying sword was like a vicious beast that had woken up from its sleep. It suddenly opened its bloody eyes, revealing its sharp white teeth.
Pew!
His finger shook slightly, and the Blood Spider Sword on his fingertip was thrown into the air. Once the flying sword entered the air, it turned into a gigantic shadow.
The yellow-faced man had an admiring expression. "Come find me after the competition." Finishing, his figure disappeared from his spot.
There was an indescribable excitement in his heart. This silent excitement was like a soundless flame, burning every inch of his skin.
The excitement that had been suppressed in his chest for so long seemed to have found an outlet.
He carefully controlled his body. He was like a blurry shadow, carefully wriggling between the trees. The colors around his body were one with the surrounding environment. His presence was hidden and almost non-existent, and extremely hard to detect. It was because of this skill that no one had discovered him along the way. He was especially careful today. The surroundings were all ningmai xiuzhe, and there were many experts among them. If he was careless and was discovered, he didn't have any chance of victory.
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