No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 161 Showing Weakness
Being chosen by the banished immortal to guard a village, it is certainly not an ordinary tree demon.

He won’t be killed by a single sword strike from Xu Shun, a swordsman in the Dragon and Tiger Stage!
When the locust tree fell down, the entire locust tree forest began to shake. All the leaves of the locust trees shook at the same time, and instantly a demonic wind appeared in the forest!

Roots like pythons drilled out from the ground.

The evil wind blew on Xu Shun's face, and Xu Shun felt dazed and dizzy, as if he had a bad cold.

Wow, it’s actually a sorcery specifically targeting “God”.

If you are blown for too long, you might even become distracted.

The world of cultivating immortals is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and every monster has unique magic spells.

This was also the first time Xu Shun encountered such a situation. He swung the sword in his hand and cut off the roots that were close to him.

Then he scattered a handful of fire pills.

Yes, the fire pills I got from the Danxian before have not been used up yet, and there are still a lot left.

"Boom!" It was as if a series of thunders had occurred out of nowhere, blasting a locust tree forest into pieces with pits everywhere.

The blast from the fire pill's explosion offset the evil wind, making Xu Shun much more sober.

He looked at the locust trees in half a forest that were blown to pieces, and couldn't help but sigh that it was no wonder that the Huang Dan Society was able to occupy a city and become the local tyrant.

The fire pill is really useful.

In fact, cultivators also collect the essence of heavenly thunder and the essence of the five elements to refine divine thunder. Some sects, such as the Xuanxiao Sect, use divine thunder as their body protection method.

However, refining those divine thunders is extremely time-consuming and energy-consuming.

It's nothing like the fire pill. Once the pill furnace burns, hundreds of pills will be produced!
Low cost, great power, and highlights the large quantity and fullness!
As for the power?

Isn’t it more powerful when there are more people?
So Xu Shun, with the Chishou sword in one hand and the fire pill in the other, charged into the locust tree forest.

The sword is as strong as a tiger, dark and sinister, and the fire is as fierce as thunder, specifically designed to kill villains!
The locust tree demon never thought that there would be someone who did not abide by the ethics of martial arts and held something like the fire pill.

If it were an ordinary monster, it would not necessarily be afraid of Huo Dan. Even monsters in the water, who manipulate wind and waves, would not be afraid at all. But his body was a locust tree, and was suppressed by Huo Dan.

In addition, Xu Shun's sword energy was chilling and powerful.

It got scared, and left a locust tree forest to confuse Xu Shun, then its real body burrowed into the soil to report the news to the exiled immortal.

Xu Shun destroyed this locust tree forest, but he did not feel that his cultivation level had increased.

Did the tree demon escape? Or does killing demons not increase your cultivation?

Suppressing his doubts, Xu Shun returned to the village and set a fire, burning down the unformed ghost village.

"Oh!" After Xu Shun finished reciting the scriptures for salvation, he sighed as he watched the ghost fire dissipate.

These people are so innocent!
After doing all this, he continued to head towards the distance, preparing to find a quiet place to start today's homework.

Not long after walking, we saw a canyon that only a few people could pass suddenly appear before our eyes.

You have to know that this is still a plain with very few mountains.

A cloud as black as ink rose in the canyon, and a voice came from it: "Is it you, kid, who ruined my ghost village?"

"Yes, it's me!" Xu Shun felt the pressure brought by the black cloud and felt that his cultivation level was almost above the Golden Core level.

"My Ten Thousand Souls Banner is just missing a main soul, so I'll use you as the main soul!" the voice said with a big laugh.

He patted the back of his head, opened his mouth, and spit out a small black flag.

The small flag swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became dozens of feet high!
The pole of the banner was forged from an unknown dark iron, and its surface was engraved with dense, twisted and winding ancient runes, and every stroke seemed to carry the wailing and unwillingness of countless dead souls. Countless skulls appeared faintly on the surface of the banner, covering the three golden seals on the banner.

Ten Thousand Soul Banners!
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is the most proud magic weapon of the banished immortal. The real Ten Thousand Souls Banner was damaged in order to protect itself when crossing the two worlds.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner in front of him was refined by him after he killed countless people and fellow practitioners.

The most terrifying thing about this banner is that it supports war through war!

It can imprison and control the souls of living beings. Under the will of the monk, the life and death of the souls in the banner depends on the monk's instant.

At this time, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner swayed gently, and a black light with countless evil winds whistled out, accompanied by bursts of shrill cries, and brushed towards Xu Shun.

As long as Xu Shun is hit by the black light, there is no escape!
Xu Shun also knew that he couldn’t keep it to himself at this time!

He took out the black iron gourd and input his magic power into it.

As "I'm a tiger" roared, the black iron gourd shook and emitted several black sword lights.

It's sword light, not sword energy!
At the same time, Xu Shun also felt that his magic power had suddenly decreased by 70% to 80%.

Although the magic weapon is good, it can be easily sucked dry by one's carelessness.

The black sword light came out of the black iron gourd, like the ominous sword light of the god of death, and in the blink of an eye it split the dead souls, split the banner light, and split the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls!

"My Ten Thousand Souls..."

It also split the black cloud, splitting the banished immortal inside into several pieces!
It was like crushing with ease!
But Xu Shun did not feel the increase of magic power, he knew that the exiled immortal was not dead.

So he moisturized!

His running gave the exiled immortal, who had been chopped into pieces and was dying, hope of victory.

The exiled immortal looked at his body, which was broken into pieces, and muttered something to himself, while his body pieced together like building blocks. The technique he practiced was special, and he was half human and half ghost.

If it really was a human body, it might have been dead just now.

How can being a human be as happy as being a ghost or immortal?

When cultivators fight, realm is only a reference, magic tools and magic treasures are the most important. It is common for a cultivator with low cultivation to have a powerful magic tool and defeat a cultivator with high realm.

Damn it, he wants to run away after pretending to be cool. Once he kills this person, the magic weapon will also be his!
"Boy! Give me your life!" His body turned into black mist and pounced towards Xu Shun, wanting to take away Xu Shun's flesh and blood to nourish his injured body.

When Xu Shun turned his head, he saw a skull flying towards him in the black fog.

This is the moment he has been waiting for!
With the remaining magic power, another sword light flew out from the black iron gourd.

This sword light is smaller than the previous ones, but it is not something the exiled immortal can resist!
"Fuck, kid, you don't want to talk..." The exiled immortal felt that he had underestimated Xu Shun.

You already have such a powerful weapon, and you still want to play him!
That was the last thought in his mind.

Little did he know that Xu Shun, who felt the surge in his magic power and cultivation, was also scared!
If this sword did not kill the exiled immortal, he would be in trouble.

Fortunately, the exiled immortal seemed to be used to having smooth sailing in this area, and he did not expect that Xu Shun was murderous and showed weakness to the enemy to lure him!

The battles between monks are like this, there is no battle that lasts for three hundred rounds, but life and death are decided in an instant.

With a "bang", Xu Shun collapsed to the ground, pretending to be out of power.

He knew there were enemies.

(End of this chapter)