Immortality

Chapter 68: Difficult Fighting (Seeking monthly ticket)

A hundred miles away from Shenhufang City.

Above the Purple River.

Boom!

A fire dragon fell straight into the river, stirring up thousands of waves. The rising hot air quickly spread and formed thick water mist around.

The leader of the robbers, Li Mu, fled at high speed using his flying sword, barely dodging the attack and staggering out of the fog.

At this moment, he was secretly groaning in his heart.

He had heard the news a month or two ago.

In Ziyan Valley, there is an alchemist who may be moving to Shenhu Market and is looking for a suitable cave.

At that time, he became interested and immediately sent someone to inquire about the situation.

It turned out that he was just an ordinary immortal seedling with mixed spiritual roots. With some luck and understanding, he learned the alchemy inheritance in the Zheng family and was even able to refine the top-grade Fire Sky Pill.

Afterwards, he relied on medicinal pills to reach the fourth level of Qi Refining.

It seems that the Dao Palace has favored me in building my foundation and has specially bestowed me with a token of trust...

He also fought with the Zheng family cultivators. Even though he had mastered the fire magic and was at the sixth level of Qi Refining, he was no match for them...

Originally, he had already begun to hesitate.

As a result, the informant in the market said:
"What's the point of building a foundation in a Taoist palace? We are just like idle wild cranes. If we kill someone in a remote wilderness, burn the body, and throw it into the Purple River, what traces can we find?"

"As for the Fire Mage's Great Mastery, is the sixth level difficult to defeat?"

"Zheng family has few alchemists, so we have to rely on him to make pills. Naturally, we have to coax him a little bit!"

"Did you know that he placed an order for 2,000 spirit stones in the Dao League?"

"That's two thousand spirit stones. If we don't hurry up, this fat sheep will be eaten up by others!"

At that time, I thought about it for a long time and decided to do it.

Now it seems...

"Fuck!"

This fight is so difficult, we are no match at all!

Li Mu wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt his butt was warm, as if it was on fire, and he quickly reached out to put it out...

next to.

His third brother turned pale, and he also rushed out of the thick fog on his sword, and sent a panicked message:

"Boss, what should I do?"

"That Qingyang is too powerful. The information is correct. He has mastered all the fire techniques!"

In comparison, the second child's condition is the worst.

As soon as they met, his hands and feet were burned by fire.

If he hadn't taken the elixir immediately, he would probably have died.

But it’s not far now.

The third brother held his body in his hands and could feel that the second brother was almost out of breath:

"We...were used as a touchstone by...others..."

"Second brother, stop talking!"

"It's flying so fast, I can't hear you clearly!"

boom!
Suddenly, there was another loud noise behind me.

Immediately afterwards, a sword beam like a dragon broke through the fog, revealing a graceful figure.

It’s Fang Sheng!

He was wearing a flowing cloud Taoist robe and stepping on the Qingyang sword. His face was as calm as water, his eyes were deep, and he was fixed on the three figures in front of him.

One is at the sixth level of Qi Refining, two are at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and both are water-based practitioners.

These three men were highly skilled. They had identified the direction from which Fang Sheng was coming and had been lurking in the route he was bound to take.

As everyone knows...

During this period of time, Fang Sheng has actually been wandering back and forth in the Zi River.

Not for any other reason, just because we can't reach Shenhufang City too quickly.

Taoist Shuimu knew his departure time. If he used his water-splitting ability to arrive quickly, he might be exposed later.

Therefore, Fang Sheng simply familiarized himself with the underwater environment.

After a while, they found these three people.

The breath-suppressing technique doesn't work on the old Taoist priest of the Chen family, but it works every time against these three guys.

From beginning to end, they didn't realize Fang Sheng was nearby.

As of today, with the strength of a person at the fourth level of Qi Refining, he should be almost at the market town.

Fang Shengcai came flying from the sky on a sword as the three people wished.

then……

"Although these three are not my opponents, their escape techniques are quite advanced and I can't catch up with them for the time being."

"Now it seems that the art of escape is indeed my weakness."

Fang Sheng made a spell. A red dragon shadow circled around him, its beard fluttering, and gradually emitted a red light.

Within five feet, fire spiritual power continued to gather towards the red dragon's phantom, quickly making it solid.

Bang bang bang!
The red dragon began to spit out blazing fireballs.

The fake fireball technique can only spit out a fireball, which you can just dodge.

The real fireball technique, dozens of fireballs are launched continuously, bombarding indiscriminately, hitting whatever is pointed at within a radius of dozens of feet.

Fang Sheng had already mastered this magic.

The red dragon can spray hundreds of fireballs, all as big as boulders, and can easily turn an area of ​​several feet into scorched earth.

The three previous tribulations.

Under the attack of the red dragon, he kept dodging left and right, looking extremely embarrassed, and then he even sacrificed a top-grade defensive talisman.

See this.

Fang Sheng silently added two more red dragons.

Bang bang bang!
Above the Purple River, a roar like thunder pierced the ears and water mist continued to swirl.

Fireballs rained down like angry dragons, covering the sky and blocking the sun, smashing down fiercely, stirring the river water to boil, the waves surged, and the land and trees on both sides of the river turned into charcoal one after another...

……

Just as Fang Sheng was thinking about whether he should take advantage of the fact that there was no one around and use some tricks to take down these three people.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from the front:

"go with!"

A flash of sword light was extremely sharp, and the angle was exquisite, which suddenly cut off the paths of three people at the same time!

It doesn't stop there.

In a flash, another silk magic weapon appeared and turned into a blue water curtain of dozens of feet, falling from the sky!

The three were tied up immediately.

Then, as the magic weapon shrank, the movement soon stopped!
"A first-class, superior-grade magical weapon!"

"Is this, meeting a good person?"

Fang Sheng immediately stopped the Qingyang Sword and prepared to dive to the bottom of the water.

Until two familiar figures appeared from behind the water curtain.

He was surprised and said:

"Master Cangshui, Fellow Daoist Ruyue!"

Ruyue is the Taoist name that Ao Yueru chose back then.

Fang Sheng slowly approached the two of them, but he didn't relax.

It was not until he sensed the vibration from his own Dao card that he was sure that the two people in front of him were not fake.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang!"

Ao Yueru flew closer on her sword, looking Fang Sheng up and down.

Fang Sheng was somewhat puzzled:

"what happened?"

"nothing……"

Ao Yueru shook her head and looked at the bodies of the three robbery cultivators:

"I just feel a little sad. I kept trying to persuade you to leave Purple Smoke Valley as soon as possible. It seems I was completely wrong."

"You are different from me, and you always impress others..."

Fang Sheng smiled faintly:
"I know about Daoist Ruyue's good intentions back then."

"Moreover, fellow Daoist has now reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, which is indeed far superior to me."

For this praise.

Ao Yueru just shook her head slightly.

At this time.

Master Cangshui put away his top-grade magic weapon.

With a wave of her jade hand, all the belongings of the three robbery cultivators were taken away, and then she personally handed them to Fang Sheng:

"Okay~ Let's go back to the market and reminisce about the past."

"Indeed, this place is not safe yet..."

The three of them left in a hurry.

……

Half an hour later.

A group of monks came over with flying weapons, and saw the shocking traces of fighting on both sides of the Purple River. They couldn't help but twitch their eyebrows:

"The news is correct."

"He is indeed a master of fire magic. He is not a fat sheep at all..."

(End of this chapter)