After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 422 The Interweaving of Illusion and Reality
People who died in the illusion, how could there be bloody smell wafting out?

He Lingchuan didn't need to be reminded, he slid over, and then saw a Shimen caravan man's neck was wiped, and another was stabbed in the chest.

The short cry was made before he died.

The murderers were two Chiyan people.

While the victim was dripping with blood and still breathing his last breath, they pressed a bead into the wound.

The bodies of the two guys shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a hollowed out sack, or dried prunes.

Although there are illusions, this place is actually a barren mountain and wild land, with sparse vegetation, and it is impossible to stand still.So when He Lingchuan saw the two Chiyan people committing murder, the other party also saw him.

Killing two is killing, and killing four is a double-double.Without needing to breathe, both of them charged forward with bloody weapons in their hands.

He Lingchuan raised his hand and shot the sleeve arrow at the man on the right first, and then slammed into the enemy on the left.

The other party was aggressive, thinking that he was coming to deliver food.The blade almost cut to the top of He Lingchuan's head, and he stretched out his hand to his waist, showing his floating life.

The saber was ready to go, and it took less than half a second to reflect the moonlight in the sky before it was sheathed.

Just listening to the sound of "Dang", the opponent was chopped into two pieces even with the knife and the person.

To this day, He Lingchuan has already begun to explore the storage of saber momentum, which is the so-called sword-drawing style.The treasured sword has been kept in its sheath for a long time, and when it sees the sky for the first time, the sword's aura is the most fierce at that moment, and if you control it well, you can defeat the enemy.

There is also such a special move in Wave Slash, and what He Lingchuan is using now is "Shocking Slash".Before the Battle of Hanhe, he killed too few people, and it was difficult for him to comprehend.

On the battlefield, only sword techniques are changeable, depending on the time and situation, it must be mastered.

On that side, Fu Shanyue also slowly pulled out the water thorn from the enemy's throat.

He took advantage, this guy just turned his head to avoid He Lingchuan's sleeve arrow, he was bullied by him and stabbed his throat.

Wounded soldiers must play tricks with wounded soldiers.

He looked at He Lingchuan again, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth.The unlucky guy who was slashed obliquely was obviously blessed with Yuanli, but he was still not He Lingchuan's single-handed enemy.

This shows that the strength gap between the two sides is too large.

Fu Shanyue wiped off the blood on the weapon on the corpse, picked up the spike, and picked out two red beads from the dead man's wound.

These two beads are the culprits who sucked them dry.

"This is a blood bead, a bead used to collect the essence of prey's flesh and blood." Fu Shanyue heheed twice, "No wonder."

"No wonder?" He Lingchuan squatted down, searched the two Chi Yan people, and took away everything that caught his eye.

These two goods seem to be able to hold 13, but they turned out to be poor ghosts, who couldn't get together 100 taels of money.

Bah, living is a poor man, dead is a poor ghost.

The more Fu Shan saw how ferocious he was when picking up the corpse, the more he knew that this was not a serious person.

"They are probably collecting the flesh and blood essence of living people to extend Fu Shanji's life and delay his death." He smiled maliciously, "According to this, two people are not enough. Your team is being watched as a mutton sheep." It's on."

He Lingchuan didn't know that these demons used "meat sheep" to refer to "living people who can eat".He shook his head: "You underestimate divine arts too much. How can the flesh and blood essence of a mere dozen or dozens of people prevent Fu Shanji's injury from getting worse?"

Otherwise, Wen Daolun, Zhong Shengguang and even the Red General would not be helpless.

After Wen Yun was assassinated, it didn't even last for three hours.

Fu Shanyue shrugged: "Maybe they have some secret technique?"

There are so many wonders in the Great Thousand World, and there are magic spells, so there should be ways to deal with them, right?
But it is an indisputable fact that the Shimen caravan is in crisis.It is inconvenient for Chiyan people to fight in Tongluo County, but why not dare to do it in the deserted suburbs and abandoned cities?

He Lingchuan pulled out the whistle on the buddy.

This whistle is for warning, once it is blown, everyone will rush back to Master Shi Er's side.

But before He Lingchuan could blow it, Fu Shanyue waved his hand to stop it: "Don't blow it, otherwise Shi Er and Taozi will be in bad luck immediately!"

Master Shi Er and the little witch boy are still in the abandoned armory, opposite Uncle Da!

Uncle Da felt that life and death were at stake, and maybe he hadn't attacked them yet, but as long as the police whistle sounded, it might explode and hurt people.

To capture the thief and capture the king, as long as Shi Er is taken down, the entire caravan will surely collapse.

He Lingchuan was right when he thought about it, so he put away his whistle and hurried back.

The two rushed for more than 20 steps, and He Lingchuan suddenly said: "Be careful, Uncle Da is coming here."

Fu Shanyue froze immediately.

He suffered a few times from He Lingchuan's ability of remote monitoring, and knew that his warning would not be indiscriminate, so he said: "Go slowly."

Fu Shanyue rolled out by himself, just behind a tree as thick as a bowl of sea.

This tree can only be called a small tree elsewhere, but in this valley it is already considered tall among dwarfs, but its narrow and thin shadow can't hide people at all.

But Fushan rolled like this, and he just hid in the shadow of the tree.

He Lingchuan took a special look. There was no one behind the tree, nor on the ground.

Probably some kind of escapism?
If you pass by here without knowing it, you probably won't notice it.

If this guy doesn't have a lot of good escape skills, facing the fierce roundup of Uncle Da and the Chiyan people, can he still be able to handle it with ease?

He Lingchuan breathed evenly and relaxed his muscles.Otherwise, the tense state is likely to be discovered by the enemy preparing to ambush.

But he soon saw the figure of a tiger appearing in front of him:

Uncle Da is here.

He is letting go of his four legs and galloping here with all his might.

"..." Don't you even bother to act like an ambush?He Lingchuan was slightly embarrassed.

However, the land here is sparsely planted, and the moonlight is so bright that the creatures can't hide. Maybe Uncle Da doesn't want to waste this effort.

The distance of [-] feet is just the distance of two legs for it, and He Lingchuan felt a strong wind blowing towards his face.

There is nothing wrong with saying that the wind follows the tiger.

The tiger's figure even dragged an afterimage in the air.In terms of speed, the couple of tigers that He Lingchuan encountered in Sanxinyuan were not worthy of it as a stepping stone.

Although He Lingchuan had never stood up in the ruins just now, and his sitting posture was lazier than others, Uncle Da still believed with his spiritual sense that this guy was far more threatening than other humans in the caravan, so he came to do it himself.

It turned out that it thought that the thief should be captured first, and the target was not Shi Er but him.

Does this count as paying attention to the enemy strategically, but despising the opponent tactically?He Lingchuan didn't know what to say, but Uncle Da didn't plan to say a word to him, and took advantage of the last run to take off, and he swooped up with a claw.

This was accompanied by a low growl.

The roar of a tiger is naturally shocking, and most tigers will strengthen this talent after they become monsters, and Uncle Da is no exception.This low growl swept across the fan-shaped area in front of it, and the weeds, mud and sand on the ground were blown away.The powerful sound waves directly attack the prey's brain and heart, causing the opponent's atrium to contract sharply, causing dizziness, tinnitus, body stiffness, weakness of limbs, severe pain in the heart and mouth, etc., and can even shock ordinary prey until the brain is broken.

On the way it came, it had already killed a person, and before it could even use its sharp claws, the other person was screamed to death by it, bleeding from its orifices when it fell to the ground.

Those who have never heard the roar of the tiger will never experience the trembling and fear from the soul.

However, He Lingchuan had expected it for a long time, and killed a lot of tigers, leopards and lions in the past few years. Everyone likes to roar like this before attacking.Therefore, before Uncle Da spoke, he blocked the Soul Shield forward, and he entered the "stubborn" state.

This supernatural power was originally used for lurking, to seal the user's body acupoints and block the breath.

In other words, there is no difference between He Lingchuan and the stubborn stone who have entered this state.No matter how powerful Uncle Da's tiger roar was, if it didn't reach his ears, it wouldn't stimulate his heart, lungs and brain.

And some physical attacks generated by the sound waves were blocked by the shield.

He Lingchuan had observed Elder Liang in Chuanyun Pavilion, and was very curious about the closed formula he practiced. He also asked about it in Panlong City, and the answer he got was that the first and second sound waves released after a long period of preparation were the most lethal, and the rest would be the most lethal. Weaken quickly.Thinking about it, this tiger is almost the same.

Uncle Da screamed in vain, and directly slapped his palm on his temple.

The palm of an ordinary tiger has a force of about two thousand catties, but Uncle Da tripled it, and can easily turn a human head into a rotten watermelon; there are five curved steel nails attached to the palm, each of which is more than two inches long. The meat is deboned, and open-cut caesarean service is also provided.

He Lingchuan raised his shield to meet him, and felt his arms tremble after blocking it twice. It was much more difficult than fighting Meng Shan, and he couldn't help but secretly startled the power of the tiger demon.

Uncle Da made more than a dozen bows from left to right, but they were all blocked by the shield, making a piercing sound.

But He Lingchuan was also knocked back again and again by it. Even if this monster stood up and attacked, its two hind legs could provide strong driving force.

Uncle Da's attack was astonishingly fast, the eyesight of ordinary warriors couldn't keep up, but if He Lingchuan missed a hit, he might be thrown down suddenly by him, tearing his trachea...

Of course, Fushengdao was not idle, but Uncle Da's perception of danger was too strong, and he never confronted this divine weapon head-on.

It's easy to say, but He Lingchuan's confrontation with this fierce tiger is like facing a stormy sea. The opponent's attacks are continuous and seemingly endless. No matter in terms of momentum or attack frequency, he can't gain the upper hand.

This thing is really fierce, otherwise Fu Shanyue would not have been repaired half to death by it.

Then Uncle Da became impatient, and bent his claws to hook the shield away.

This shield is the second form of the soul-absorbing mirror, and it comes with about [-]% of physical damage.Uncle Da was blocked even with more than a dozen palms, so even if he suffered more than a dozen rebound damage, the accumulation is too much, even if his skin is rough and his flesh is thick, he will still feel uncomfortable.

It's as if it tried its best to fan itself a big hole.

Why is it so hard to kill someone?
But at this moment, the Fusheng Knife tilted, and the moonlight reflected from this angle became brighter, and gathered together, it dazzled the tiger's eyes.

Dazzling!Uncle Da turned his head subconsciously.

Not only that, this ray of light is like a laser, directly hitting the illusory wall of Thousand Stars City.

At this time, King Yuan was at the end of his road, and the guards around him fell one by one, but more and more enemies climbed to the top of the wall.

Looking up and down the city, there are enemies everywhere, but the blood of our own soldiers has already flowed.

The last guard at the top of the city was also bitten to death by the jackal, with blood spattering three feet from his neck in anger, as if drawing the last sign of this long and hopeless struggle.

King Yuan heaved a long sigh, and was about to draw his sword to kill himself, but the light of Fusheng's sword arrived and shone directly on his face.

The strong reflection actually made him slightly startled, and turned his head to look at He Lingchuan's position!

(End of this chapter)