ghost master

Wang Xiaopang looked down at his abdomen, only to see a bloody sharp blade broke out there, he reluctantly grabbed the tip of the sword with his hands, not letting Li Chengxuan touch it.

"Despicable!" Wang Xiaopang was about to go mad with anger. He grasped the tip of the sword with both hands and exerted strength for a while. He saw the light of thunder and lightning surging in his palm. Li Chengxuan felt his arm prickly, so he quickly let go of the sword. hand.

hateful.Li Chengxuan supported his right arm with his left hand. Although he let go of the hilt in time, his right arm was still paralyzed by the electric shock and could not move at this time.

Wang Xiaopang forced the opponent back, and then screamed in pain and pulled out the sword that had penetrated his entire abdomen with his backhand, then took out a talisman and pasted it in the center of his bleeding abdomen, and meditated With therapy.

Lee Seung-hyun did not prevent Wang Xiaopang from healing himself, it is impossible for him to kill Wang Xiaopang in this competition, not to mention breaking the rules of the competition, it will also cause a struggle between the two sects, and today's Aoshi Zong is no match for Xue Tianzong.

Let's retreat, anyway, the goal has been achieved.Li Chengxuan looked at the long sword thrown on the ground by Wang Xiaopang, and stretched out his hand to suck it back, but was stepped on by Wang Xiaopang's quick-eyed and quick-handed foot.

"You stabbed me and still want to take the sword back?!" Sniffing his nose, Wang Xiaopang roared angrily, "No!"

Li Chengxuan frowned, didn't talk nonsense with Wang Xiaopang, and directly offered a shiny gold ring from the storage bag.

"Vajra Demon Ring!" Lee Seung-hyun yelled loudly, and the golden ring made a buzzing sound and smashed towards Wang Xiaopang. Wang Xiaopang still had a wound on his abdomen, so it was inconvenient to dodge, so he had to silently recite the incantation and release a grid in front of him. to block.

However, the vajra demon ring seems to be quite a powerful magic weapon. Wang Xiaopang's power grid was smashed into a hole by it. A bolt of lightning was shot out, and the vajra subduing demon ring was knocked aside.

Lee Seung-hyun snorted coldly, grabbed the air, and the vajra demon circled around and returned to his hand. Seeing that he was about to throw the vajra demon ring towards him again, Wang Xiaopang gritted his teeth in frustration, Turned around and fled.

Li Chengxuan watched Wang Xiaopang's figure disappear into the white mist, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then walked over to pick up his own sword.

Lee Seung-hyun put the blood-stained sword in front of his eyes for a closer look, and saw a very small hole in the center of the sword, and the insect eggs in the hole were gone.

It seemed that the eggs had entered Wang Xiaopang's body.Lee Seung-hyun breathed a sigh of relief, his decline was already doomed.

Throwing all the blood on the sword onto the grass, Lee Seung-hyun left with ease.

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Wang Xiaopang stumbled back to the position, Tian Zixuan couldn't help being surprised when he saw that he was covered in blood, and then quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Who did it?" Tian Zixuan asked with a frown, raised his hand to treat Wang Xiaopang's injury.

"That Lee Seung-hyun." Wang Xiaopang wrinkled his small face: "That person deliberately got close to me and then attacked me, he is really bad!"

"This is a competition, so there's nothing bad or bad." Tian Zixuan scolded Wang Xiaopang while healing: "You should blame yourself, it's too easy to trust others."

"I..." Wang Xiaopang couldn't refute anymore, so he sat down sullenly.

Although the abdomen was pierced by the sword, it is not a serious injury for a monk, but the hands and feet can be reattached as long as the time is not too long, so Wang Xiaopang was cured by Tian Zixuan soon injured.

"Sure enough, the wood spirit root is very powerful in healing." Wang Xiaopang peeled off the torn clothes and looked at his belly, there was no scar left.

"Each spiritual root has its own strengths, and we envy your lightning root for being fast and fierce." Tian Zixuan said with a smile, and then took out a bottle of potion from the storage bag: "Drink this, It can quickly replenish physical and spiritual strength."

"Oh." Wang Xiaopang took the potion and poured it with his head held high. After drinking it, he smacked his lips: "This potion is quite delicious, did you make it yourself, brother?"

Tian Zixuan started planting spiritual grass a year ago. Planting spiritual grass is a good choice for monks with wood spirit roots. It has an advantage over other monks innately, and Tian Zixuan seems to be especially suitable for planting flowers and grass. His The garden is lush and lush all year round, and many panaceas that cannot be grown by others can be planted by him, and they are guaranteed to survive.

"Yeah." Tian Zixuan nodded, he has the Spring Calling Flute, it would be a waste if he doesn't make good use of it, it is a legendary ancient treasure that can speed up the growth of plants.

Although he can only play the flute to his plants quietly at night, he has to carefully set up soundproof barriers.

When Wang Xiaopang heard that Tian Zixuan made it himself, he immediately reached out to him shamelessly, "Then give me another bottle!"

Tian Zixuan couldn't laugh or cry, even though he knew Wang Xiaopang was going to drink and have fun, he still gave him a bottle indulgently.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Tian!" Wang Xiaopang opened the bottle and took a sip, a fresh and elegant herbal sweetness spread in his mouth immediately, he squinted his eyes contentedly, thinking that if every potion tasted sweet It tastes better.

After drinking the potion, spiritual power gushed out from his body, Wang Xiaopang suddenly felt a prick in his stomach, he stretched out his hand to touch his stomach in doubt, but he didn't feel it again.

It is estimated that it is the sequela after the injury.Because it didn't hurt too much after just a small stab, so Wang Xiaopang didn't care.

"I just found four spirit stones outside, and I'll give you two." Wang Xiaopang, who had regained his energy, started to get down to business, and put the two spirit stones in Tian Zixuan's hands.

"Okay." Tian Zixuan changed hands and put the spirit stone into the spirit lamp beside him, only to see the warm white light was a little more dazzling, and the fog around him also faded.

"I'll go and give the other two to Yulan." Wang Xiaopang said to Tian Zixuan, then turned around and rushed towards Xiao Yulan. Just as he was rushing, he suddenly felt three people nearby. Touch over there.

It was a small lake surrounded by a phantom formation, and the three people trapped inside by the phantom formation were two disciples of Ao Shizong and Chen Mulin.

"General! The enemy is attacking again!" A phantom of a soldier shouted to Chen Mulin.

"Put the wounded soldiers to the back! Everything that can move is put together!" In the illusion, Chen Mulin in a domineering military uniform rode on a tall horse, issued orders to the phantom soldiers around him, and then raised his sword to the air: "Come on!"

In reality, Chen Mulin, who was wearing the Xue Tianzong Taoist uniform, rode on a wild boar and ran wildly around the lake.

Wang Xiaopang looked at the other two, a disciple of Proud Shizong was soaking in the lake, surrounded by phantoms of naked women, while the other was kneeling on the ground, crying to a monkey: "Mother, you Forgive the child..."

Wang Xiaopang took a few more glances at the phantoms of the naked women, then turned away with a blushing face, and left the three of them by the lake.

It's not that he doesn't want to help Chen Mulin break free from the phantom, but that he and those two from Ao Shizong are trapped in the same phantom formation. If he rescues Chen Mulin, those two will also be freed from the phantom. Wang Xiaopang thought for a while. I still don't want it anymore, Chen Mulin can be regarded as holding two people back by one person.

Wang Xiaopang arrived at Xiao Yulan's side, and Xiao Yulan asked him to go to the other two positions after accepting the two spirit stones. According to the plan, if the four disciples snatched the spirit stones in the central area, they would be sent to Xiao Yulan and Tianzi first. Xuan here, but up to now Xiao Yulan has not seen those four people.

Wang Xiaopang was stabbed by Lee Seung-hyun just now, and he didn't want to meet the person opposite him, but the girl told him to go, so he had to bite the bullet, so he pretended to be straightforward.

Oops... What if he was stabbed again... Wang Xiaopang was torn in his heart. Although his injury was healed, the pain from being stabbed was real and very unbearable.

All the way to the central area, because it is on the mountain, the field of view is wider than in the forest, but it is still shrouded in fog.

Just at this time, a beam of light broke through the clouds and went straight into the sky, so Wang Xiaopang knew that another spirit stone had been produced, and immediately accelerated to go there.

Seeing two people fighting in the mist from a distance, their figures looked like ghosts, Wang Xiaopang pulled out his big sword and rushed to help his own people, but suddenly felt someone blowing in his ear .

Wang Xiaopang's heart was about to be frightened, he turned his head with a pale face, and saw Han Lin sticking behind him, looking at him expressionlessly with his head tilted.

Wang Xiaopang's heart fell again, and he looked at the ghost carefully again, the figure was very transparent, it seemed to be Xipo.

For a moment, I thought it was Master who came back.Wang Xiaopang murmured in his heart, and then said to Xipo: "So you are here, maybe it's because of the opening of the gossip maze, I can't even sense you."

Xi Po didn't speak, he floated quietly in the mist, looking at Wang Xiaopang with perplexed eyes.

"What's the matter?" Wang Xiaopang felt that he was a little weird, and his expression looked a little helpless, so he stretched out his hand to grab his hand, which felt cold to the touch.

Xi Po reflexively withdrew his hand from Wang Xiaopang's, as if the two met for the first time.

"You..." Her amber eyes stared straight at Wang Xiaopang: "Who is it?"

Wang Xiaopang opened his eyes wide, and he stared blankly at the happy man who looked at him with strange eyes, an indescribable sadness welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Did you forget about me...

"I am... your apprentice..." Wang Xiaopang couldn't hold back for a moment, tears fell down with a thud.