Chapter 139 Battle (second update)


    Zhang Lan and the other two began to siege and kill the abandoned camp.


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


    The Taoist robe he wore was gorgeous in style, which looked not cheap, but he ran away for half a month and was covered in mud and ragged clothes.


    The face is similar to the portrait seen in the ink painting, but it is much older and has rotten skin falling off.


    It seems that because there is no replenishment, the evil power is backfiring and the face begins to age and corrupt.


    It is indeed the evil practitioner who has practiced the technique of collecting and replenishing.


    After Zhang Lan and the other two confirmed, they did not say a word of nonsense and started to do it without any mercy.


    The evil cultivator spat and began to fight.


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


    Mo Hua hid far away and watched them fight secretly.


    Zhang Lan is a spiritual practitioner, good at water-based spells, and is powerful. He used spells in the distance, and the water-shaped sword energy condensed, constantly attacking the evil cultivator.


    Situ Fang and Situ Xiu both practice physical practice, and they all practice sword techniques.


    Situ Fang''s sword is thin and light, with light green spiritual power wrapped around the knife, and the sword is fast and dense. Situ Xiu opened and closed his body with spiritual power, and used his body to inspire his light golden light.


    The two of them fought close together, dragging the evil cultivator.


    That evil cultivator seemed to be a personal cultivator, with a magnificent spirit, and his weapon was an iron fan with a light and thin beauty painted on it.


    As the iron fan is swung, pink spiritual power fluctuations will be emitted.


    No wonder it is an evil cultivator who is not even serious in the color of spiritual power...


    Mo Hua said silently in her heart.


    The evil cultivator should have the ninth level of Qi Refining. He is not a match for Zhang Lan and the other two, but his strength lies in his good body skills. He can deal with the attacks of Situ and the other two, and he can also try his best to avoid Zhang Lan''s water-shaped sword energy.


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


    Every time he was hit by a sword energy, his injury would be heavier. Every time Situ Fang slashed, his blood would flow a few more times.


    Moreover, the light green spiritual power in the wound is still preventing his wound from healing.


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


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


    "Have you died?" Mo Hua asked.


    "No, this beast is so lucky."


    Mo Hua swept it with his spiritual sense and found that the spiritual power in the evil cultivator''s body was indeed still flowing.


    "Is evil cultivator so hard?" Mo Hua asked.


    Zhang Lan said: "It''s not all, but most of them are more difficult to deal with. Although the evil Taoist practices have great disadvantages, they are also powerful. Otherwise, there wouldn''t be many people who fell into evil demons and heretics."


    Mo Hua nodded.


    The evil cultivator has been arrested, and all the people breathed a sigh of relief.


    Situ Xiu asked, "What should I do next?"


    Zhang Lan kicked the evil cultivator and said, "Take this beast back and send it to the Daotingsi. After the interrogation, he will be convicted according to the law. Master An also has an explanation."


    "Mr. An?" Mo Hua glanced at Zhang Lan.


    Zhang Lan let it go, looked up at the sky, pretending that he didn''t say anything.


    Situ Fang and Situ Xiu cut down a few trees, made a raft, put the evil cultivator on it, and prepared to drag it back.


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


    "You want to break your legs."


    "Ah?" Situ Fang was stunned.


    "The meridians will be destroyed, and the Qi sea will be broken!"


    Situ Fang was dumbfounded.


    Why did this kid say terrible words with a cute look on his face...


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


    Situ Fang hesitated, "The person has already caught it and has no ability to resist. If we do this, is it abusing the lynching..."


    "We just temporarily hold on, not grasping it." Mo Hua corrected.


    "Can this work..." Situ Fang hesitated a little.


    Zhang Lan had already drawn the sword and wanted to cut the evil cultivator''s meridians. Mo Hua didn''t understand before that Zhang Lan was obviously a spiritual practitioner, so why did he still have to wear a sword weapon? He thought it was just for showing off.


    Now I understand that even if you are spiritual practitioners, you can only use magic, use swords, swords, etc., you can prepare for emergencies.


    At least it will be much more convenient to cut off the human meridians.


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


    Zhang Lan''s eyes narrowed, and the sword speeded up and stabbed down.


    The evil cultivator twisted his body and avoided the vital points. The sword only rubbed a layer of blood.


    "Be careful!" Zhang Lan shouted.


    The moment the evil cultivator opened his eyes, the ink painting had already withdrawn several feet away.


    When he looked at his spiritual sense before, he felt that the evil cultivator''s spiritual power fluctuations were strange.


    But I didn’t expect that this evil cultivator would be so scheming and his life was so hard. They were already scarred before, but they still had the power to resist at this time.


    The evil cultivator avoided Zhang Lan''s sword and went straight to Zhang Lan''s face with one palm.


    Zhang Lan''s face narrowed and he retreated and dodged. There was no time to use magic at this distance, so he could only stab a sword with his backhand.


    The evil cultivator didn''t take the action at all. He shook his body and appeared next to Situ Xiu who was about to slash with a knife.


    Situ Xiu originally wanted to take advantage of the evil cultivator''s inattention and raise his sword to attack from behind, but he didn''t expect that the evil cultivator had already discovered it and used his strange body technique to surround him.


    He failed to attack, but was attacked by a sneak attack. He was hit by the ribs with a palm, spitting blood in his mouth, and flew to the side.


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


    Situ Xiu only realized at this time that this evil cultivator had not done his best before!


    But he knew it a little too late, and in a short period of time, he no longer had the power to fight.


    Situ Fang also drew his sword and slashed at the evil cultivator with one knife. After a few moves, he suddenly realized that his whole body was sore and soft, and his meridians were corroded by the pink evil spiritual power, so his own spiritual power could not be activated.


    The spiritual power of this evil cultivator is poisonous!


    I didn''t notice it during the battle before. It took a long time before the toxicity gradually broke out.


    Situ Fang forced her luck, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and stared at the evil cultivator with resentment.


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


    He hasn''t collected any supplements for a month.


    He needs to vent evil fire and also needs to replenish spiritual power.


    The evil cultivator''s eyes were swaying on Situ Fang, his heart was shaking. When he was a little distracted, a light blue sword energy penetrated directly through his shoulders.


    The evil cultivator was extremely angry, and blood from the corner of his mouth also oozed out. He turned to look.


    Zhang Lan, not far away, pointed at Ning Jian and looked at him coldly.


    There is another tough stubborn.


    The evil cultivator restrains his mind and does not solve Zhang Lan, he still can''t escape.


    Even if he ran away, he would not be able to hold on for long in this dangerous Black Mountain.


    The body is deficient and evil fire is growing, and he needs to replenish it.


    Just kill Zhang Lan...


    The evil cultivator''s eyes flashed sharply and he headed straight for Zhang Lan.


    Zhang Lan''s heart was shocked, what a quick body movement!


    This evil cultivator''s body movement is faster and more weird than before. Sure enough, did he hold back before...


    "Okay, I will meet you!"


    Zhang Lan''s eyes narrowed, and he used the steps of falling flowers, and suddenly there were many figures, like falling flowers.


    The evil cultivator was shocked.


    This monk in the Taoist sect had no weaker body skills than him.


    He is a flower picker and makes a living by relying on his body skills!


    The evil cultivator is difficult to get rid of the tiger, but he has to fight for a while. He has been fighting with Zhang Lan for ten rounds, but he still hasn''t hurt Zhang Lan.


    And Zhang Lan has already figured out his reality and reality. There is still time to condense his sword energy while advancing and retreating to intimidate evil cultivators.


    Just when Zhang Lan wanted to seize the flaws of the evil cultivator and ended him with sword energy, the evil cultivator suddenly disappeared.


    Zhang Lan let go of his spiritual consciousness and still had no sense of anything.


    Suddenly he was alert and looked at the Mo Hua in the distance, shouting loudly, "Be careful!"


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


    "You little dear, are you going to break my legs?"


    (This chapter ends)