Asking About Longevity Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Fighting (Second update)

 Zhang Lan and the others began to surround and kill the abandoned camp.

After a while, a monk in white rushed out of the camp.

The Taoist robe he was wearing was of a gorgeous style and looked expensive, but after being on the run for half a month, he was covered in mud and his clothes were in rags.

 The face is similar to the one seen in the ink painting, but much older, and the rotten skin is peeling off.

 It seems that because I did not take supplements, the evil energy came back and my appearance began to age and become decayed.

This kid, why is he saying terrible things with such a cute face...

"We only temporarily restrained him, not caught." Mo Hua corrected.

Mo Hua did not act rashly until he saw Zhang Lan locking the evil cultivator with shackles, and then he ran out.

Zhang Lan had already drawn his sword and was about to cut Xie Xiu's meridians. Mo Hua didn't understand why Zhang Lan was equipped with a sword when he was obviously a spiritual cultivator. He thought it was just to show off.

 The battle between the two sides is about to break out.

 He needs to vent the evil fire and replenish his spiritual power.

Situ Fang was stunned.

 The body is depleted and evil fire is growing, so he needs to take supplements.

The evil cultivator should have reached the ninth level of Qi refining. He was no match for Zhang Lan and the others, but his victory was due to his good body skills. He could survive the attacks of Situ and the others, and he could also avoid Zhang Lan's water-shaped sword energy as much as possible.

 “Mr. An?” Mo Hua glanced at Zhang Lan.

"No, this beast is dying."

Just when Zhang Lan wanted to seize the evil cultivator's flaw and kill him with sword energy, the evil cultivator suddenly disappeared.

 After Zhang Lan and the others confirmed, they started taking action without saying a word without any mercy.

But I didn't expect that this evil cultivator would be so scheming and his fate would be so hard. He had been scarred before, but now he still had the strength to resist.

It is indeed the evil cultivator who practiced the tonic method.

Even if he ran away, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long in this dangerous Black Mountain.

Not far away, Zhang Lan pointed at Ningjian and looked at him with cold eyes.

 Zhang Lan's heart trembled, what a fast movement!

This evil cultivator's movement is faster and weirder than before. Did he really hold back before...

"The meridians will also be destroyed, and the sea of ​​qi will be shattered!"

Zhang Lan said: "Not all of them, but most of them are more difficult to deal with. Although evil practices have great disadvantages, they are also very powerful. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people falling into evil heretics."

 When the iron fan is waved, pink spiritual power fluctuations will be emitted.

Situ Fang's sword is thin and light. It is wrapped with light green spiritual power, and its power is fast and dense. Situ Xiu opened and closed widely, stimulating the physical body with spiritual power, and the whole body was ignited with pale golden light.

But before Zhang Lan's sword stabbed down, Xie Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, shook his hands, and the chains fell off.

 “Okay, I'll meet you!”

The evil cultivator didn't take the attack at all. He swayed and appeared next to Situ Xiu who was about to strike with his sword.

"Is this possible..." Situ Fang hesitated.

Zhang Lan's face hardened, and he retreated to avoid it. At this distance, there was no time to use magic, so he could only stab the sword with his backhand.

 Zhang Lan let go of his consciousness, but still didn't feel it.

Mo Hua scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that the spiritual power in the evil cultivator was still flowing.

As long as Zhang Lan is killed...

That evil cultivator seemed to be an individual cultivator with great blood. The weapon he used was an iron fan with thinly painted beauties painted on it.

 After a while, the evil cultivator was hit by Zhang Lan's sword energy and fell to the ground, motionless.

“Have you died?” Mo Hua asked.

 At least cutting off people's meridians will be much more convenient.

 The moment Xie Xiu opened his eyes, Mo Hua had already retreated a few feet away.

Zhang Lan kicked the evil cultivator and said, "Take this beast back and send it to the Daoting Division. After interrogation, he will be convicted according to law. There is also an explanation from Mr. An."

No wonder he is an evil cultivator, even the color of his spiritual power is not decent...

 Xie Xiu licked his lips, looked at Situ Fang and said, "Not bad!"

Mo Hua stared at the evil cultivator for a long time, and suddenly reminded him kindly:

 “To break the legs.”

 “Be careful!” Zhang Lan shouted.

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Xie Xiu was extremely angry, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he turned around to look.

Every time he was struck by sword energy, his injuries became more severe. Every time he was slashed by Situ Fang, more streaks of blood flowed from him.

 “Are all evil cultivators so hard?” Mo Hua asked.

Situ Fang and Situ Xiu cut down a few trees and made a raft. They put Xie Xiu on it and prepared to drag it back.

Situ Fang forced his luck, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at the evil cultivator angrily.

The evil cultivator spat and started to fight.

Mo Hua hid far away and secretly watched them fight.

There is another problem.

Situ Fang also drew his sword and struck at the evil cultivator with one strike. After a few moves, he suddenly felt that his whole body was sore and weak, and his meridians were corroded by the pink evil spiritual power, and his own spiritual power could not function.

Moreover, the light green spiritual power at the wound was still preventing his wound from healing.

His sneak attack failed, but he was attacked by a sneak attack. He was hit in the ribs with a palm by the evil cultivator. He vomited blood and flew to one side.

Now I understand that even if it is spiritual practice, just using spells and a sword or something can be used in case of emergencies.

Situ Xiu asked: "What should we do next?"

This palm hurts deep into the heart, and strange spiritual power seeps into the internal organs with the force.

 The two of them fought in close quarters and dragged the evil cultivator away.

 Zhang Lan let the slip, looked up at the sky, and pretended that he didn't say anything.

Zhang Lan focused his gaze and performed the Falling Flower Step, and suddenly there were many figures, as graceful as falling flowers.

This monk from the imperial court is not weaker than him in physical skills.

Xie Xiu twisted his body and avoided the vital point. The sword only scratched a layer of blood.

 Xie Xiu was taken aback.

It was only then that Situ Xiu realized that this evil cultivator had not tried his best before!

 But he knew it too late. In a short period of time, he had no strength to fight anymore.

 Zhang Lan is a spiritual practitioner, good at water spells, and has great power. He cast a spell in the distance, and the water-shaped sword energy condensed and attacked the evil cultivator continuously.

Mo Hua nodded.

 When he scanned with his spiritual consciousness before, he felt that the evil cultivator's spiritual power fluctuations were strange.

Zhang Lan's eyes narrowed, and the sword edge accelerated.

 The spiritual power of this evil cultivator is poisonous!

 It was not discovered during the previous battle. It took a long time before the toxicity gradually took hold.

 Xie Xiu dodged Zhang Lan's sword and hit Zhang Lan's face with his palm.

Xie Xiu's eyes flashed sharply and he headed straight for Zhang Lan.

He is a flower picker who relies on his body skills to make a living!

The evil cultivator was unable to get off the tiger, but he had to fight hard. He fought with Zhang Lan for more than ten rounds, but he still didn't hurt Zhang Lan.

Situ Xiu originally wanted to take advantage of the evil cultivator not paying attention and attack from behind with his sword, but he didn't expect that the evil cultivator had already noticed it and used a strange movement to get around him.

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

 Zhang Lan thought for a while, "It makes sense."

 “Huh?” Situ Fang was stunned.

And Zhang Lan has figured out his true and false qualities. Between advancing and retreating, he still has time to condense his sword energy to deter evil cultivators.

The evil cultivator has been caught, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Situ Fang hesitated a little, "The person has been caught and has no ability to resist. By doing this, are we abusing our private behavior..."

The evil cultivator's eyes wandered around Situ Fang, his heart trembling. When he was slightly distracted, a light blue sword energy directly penetrated his shoulder.

 He has not taken supplements for a month.

 The evil cultivator restrained his thoughts, and unless Zhang Lan was dealt with, he still wouldn't be able to escape.

However, no matter how good his body skills were, under the siege of three people, he gradually couldn't hold on.

Suddenly, he felt a warning sign. He looked at the ink painting in the distance and shouted loudly: "Be careful!"

At the same time, a shadow flashed behind Mo Hua, and the evil cultivator appeared with a hoarse and fierce voice:

 “You kid, are you going to break my leg?”

 (End of this chapter)

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