Lou Xiaoyi suppressed his anger. When you retreated again and again, the other party still wouldn't let you go. Even a clay figurine couldn't resign itself to adversity. Just like so many injured cultivators who had been driven away, how could they not know when to back down? But the world was so big, how much power did rogue cultivators have? They could only pick up scraps of meat from the leftover parts of the sect to eat!
It wasn't that they didn't know how to back down, but that there wasn't much room to back down in the first place! It wasn't easy to find a place where the sect couldn't be bothered to take action. Without a powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator to control the situation, they were still being bullied by a rogue cultivator gang. Who could tolerate this?
"We're all from the same root, so why are you in such a rush to kill each other?
You call yourselves the Red Line Alliance, so you want to dominate the Gobi Desert! If you call yourself the Green Alliance, does that mean you'll be in charge of all the places with plants? If you call yourself the Sunlight Alliance, does that mean all the places the sun shines on will be yours?
Firstly, I didn't dig for worms, and secondly, I didn't delay your plans. But you forced me to the edge of the Gobi Desert to struggle for survival, all for the sake of this spiritual opportunity that's even more unruly than a city. Even so, you still can't tolerate this?
If I don't leave, what are you going to do about it? "
Lou Xiaoyi also knew that his current mood wasn't right. Since he'd already retreated to this point, why not take another step back? It wasn't like it involved life, death, or the future! But at his age, although his temperament was usually calm, he was still a young man in the end. His tone would always be different from that of an old man.
His previous retreat was for survival! His current refusal to retreat was also for survival!
A person couldn't always retreat. There had to be a bottom line, or else what difference was there between him and a salted fish? What was the point of cultivating? Wasn't it better to return to Lou Province, get married, have children, and live a simple life?
Moreover, there was also a trace of venting after the tragedy that befell his sect!
The cultivator raised his hand, and a talisman flipped over in his hand.
"You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! If you don't suffer a bit, I'm afraid you'll … "
Before he could finish speaking, a black shadow had already descended in front of him. His companion beside him pulled on the reins and dodged to the side.
"Old Huang, be careful!"
Old Huang was also a veteran Rogue Cultivator. When he saw that the other party was using the cliff's height to dive straight down, he knew that even if he threw the talisman in his hand now, it wouldn't be able to stop the other party's fall. He knew that his talisman could injure people, but it couldn't kill them. Instead of throwing it out now and injuring the other party but not being able to stop the other party's fall, he might as well save this talisman to stop the other party's fall first!
Rogue cultivators, with limited resources, not only did they have to consider how to fight reasonably, they also had to consider how to reduce their consumption. Everyone knew that throwing out ten talismans at once would definitely be effective, but what would happen after that? Don't you want to live anymore?
There were many choices in front of him. He could leap left and right, or he could abandon his camel and retreat. But when he saw that his opponent was charging at him fiercely, he chose the most dangerous and possibly the most vicious move.
With a pull of the reins, the huge body of the camel stood up like a human! Then, he crashed into the figure that was pouncing towards him!
His companion beside him was convinced. Old Huang's mouth was a little foul, but ordinary Rogue Cultivators wouldn't have the guts to do this! However, no matter how the other party reacted to this collision, whether it was a direct collision, a roll on the ground, or a weapon slash, there would be an instant loophole because of the camel's influence! Next, whether it was a weapon or a talisman, the initiative was on his side!
In his eyes, the young man had chosen to slash with a long sword! This was also the most foolish way to do it. Even with the ability of a Rogue Cultivator, he could at most kill the camel with a single sword strike. He might not be able to cut off the camel's strong and thick neck. Next, he would just have to wait for their counterattack!
In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with blood. The camel fell to the ground with a thud. The powerful impact caused the camel's body to lean back.
Old Huang also fell with the camel. He was shocked to find that the ordinary sword strike had actually cut off the camel's neck. At the same time, it had also split Old Huang, who was hiding behind the camel's neck, into two!
Was it a divine weapon? Or was it a blade with sword intent?
What was even more chilling was that after killing someone, Tao Ran stood with his back facing him. His body swayed gently as if he was enjoying himself, as if he was drinking a cup of immortal wine!
Of course, he would never have guessed that this was because he was scared of blood!
After the young man finished enjoying himself, he turned his head and smiled at him. Then, he dived down!
"Yeah!"
The Rogue Cultivator shouted. He abandoned the camel and soared into the air, running towards the depths of the desert!
At this moment, his courage was shattered. How could he have the slightest bit of fighting spirit?
He had to abandon the camel because in the desert, camels relied on their long strength. Compared to a Rogue Cultivator, their speed was not enough! Therefore, escaping was more important. He had to focus on escape techniques!
The distance between them wasn't far. It was only about a hundred feet. Since his opponent had started first, he had to do his best! Fortunately, for Qi Eater Cultivators, casting spells, throwing talismans, and controlling objects to smash people didn't exist at all. This made the distance of a hundred feet very precious. His escape technique was also very good. In fact, which Rogue Cultivator wasn't like this?
The best escape technique among all techniques! This was the motto of every Rogue Cultivator!
Before he could run ten steps, he felt his back tighten as a sharp object pierced through his chest. Following that, another sharp object circled around his neck. He felt no pain at all as he flew up into the air!
The young man immediately stopped. He closed his eyes slightly and his body swayed. He took a deep breath, as if he was enjoying the smell of blood in the air.
"He's a devil!"
This was the Rogue Cultivator's last thought!
"Seems like it's very simple?"
Lou Xiaoyi recovered from the slight dizziness. "I haven't even started to use my best technique!"
He neatly packed up the two people's belongings. He didn't have to worry about someone digging a hole for him. These people were just a motley crew that had gathered at the last minute. If they weren't a real organization with discipline, who would be willing to leave a mark on others?
This wave of bug-catchers was very weak. This was Lou Xiaoyi's conclusion! He didn't even use his best trump card, the Phosphorescence Technique. He only used a few moves to get close to his opponent. This made him feel a little proud!
Should he return to Pu City or continue to stay here to cultivate?
He decided to stay! He had only heard of those who ran away after losing a battle. He had never heard of those who ran away after winning a battle!
In fact, in his mind, he was still thinking about continuing to hone his skills! Why not? Only real combat could force out a person's full combat potential. This principle wasn't difficult to understand!
Moreover, in the Gobi Desert, there was no problem of ambushes. If there were too many of them, all he had to do was run. After running for close to 10 years, he finally had the chance to prove whether there was value in being a mobile spiritual cultivator fort!
Two poor people! Looking at their belongings, Lou Xiaoyi shook his head and sighed. One of them didn't even have a storage ring. He only had a few storage bags to make up the numbers.
However, he wouldn't feel guilty about this. Whether he should kill or not had nothing to do with the rich or poor! It only had to do with what you did!
What did I do in my previous life? I was a loser. I don't have any impression of anything else? Apart from everything about himself, he was very clear about everything else about his previous life. This kind of transmigration method was really strange. Could it be caused by that floating piece of luck in his sea of consciousness?
It didn't seem like it. When his soul was drifting in the universe, he could no longer remember anything about his previous life!
Could it be that he was a butcher? A mercenary? Otherwise, how could he be so used to killing and not have any ripples in his heart?
Lou Xiaoyi sighed about his pitiful past as he climbed up the cliff and continued his refinement!
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