The enemy in front of you is different from Monk Jinchan and even the four.

The other party seemed to be giving him a chance, but in fact he was playing a game while he had kept enough cards.

It's like a cat that caught a prey.

Yi Qianmo had no idea of ​​escaping. He knew that if he chose to escape, he would not even have this last chance.

"What I want to think about now is not to kill the other party, but to let the other party know that if I continue to fight with me, I may pay the price of my life!"

Yi Qianmo said, "Only by letting him be afraid, I have a chance to escape!"

Until now, he was no longer interested in knowing who sent the other party. With the use of the Holy Spirit Pill and the Six-Meridian Earth King Pill at the same time, his spiritual power quickly recovered and his injuries gradually recovered.

This scene was seen by the Taoist. He held the dogtail grass in his mouth, as if thinking about how Yi Qianmo could recover his spiritual power and injuries so quickly without taking the pill.

"Boy, there is no storage bag hidden in your dantian, right?"

The Taoist suddenly asked, "I thought of a lot of ways, but I didn't expect how you did it. It's impossible for so many elixirs to be contained in my mouth."

"This is a special technique."

Yi Qianmo said, "I can temporarily seal the medicinal power of the elixir in the major meridians in my body. When I need it, I just need to unseal the seal and use it immediately. If you spare my life, I can teach you."

"Um?"

The Taoist frowned, "If there is really such a martial art, you can really be unexpected in the battle. However, since I give you a chance, why do you still use you to seal the Chinese medicine power in the meridians in your body?"

Yi Qianmo was speechless. He felt that his logic was impeccable, but he did not expect that the other party could easily see through it.

"So, there is no such technique at all."

The Taoist smiled and said, "Anyway, you are going to die, so why should you hide it from me? Don't worry, I'm not that cruel. After I kill you, I will then cut open your body and check the secrets on you!"

"So, I have to thank you?" Yi Qianmo said gritting his teeth.

"You're welcome."

The Taoist smiled and said, "I am very curious about various physical structures, especially some special physiques. However, I don't like to torture people. After all, practitioners must have the virtue of being alive."

Yi Qianmo almost didn't get up and spit on him, but he still resisted the strong impulse in his heart.

After an hour, his injuries had recovered by 90%, and the spiritual power in his body had been fully recovered. He prepared the divine power pill, but did not stand up immediately.

"It's OK!"

The Taoist said, "In the face of absolute strength, any calculation is nothing but futile."

Yi Qianmo could only get up. The feeling of being completely controlled by the other party made him feel very uncomfortable, but the Taoist didn't think so, and his face showed excitement.

At the same time, Yi Qianmo activated the sword pill. The spiritual power that had just recovered in the golden elixir was drained by the sword pill in an instant, and then released it again.

"Xun is the wind!"

Yi Qianmo roared angryly, and the sword energy poured into the Fire Sword, "Li is fire!"

The sword was like a rainbow, and the energy rushed towards Niu Dou, Qingshuang and Zi Chen's two swords, accompanied by the piercing fire roar sword, turned into two silver dragons and stabbed towards the Taoist.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

The sword that crossed the void caused ripples, but in Taoist eyes, there was not only no fear, but also extraordinary excitement.

When Qingshuang and Zichen swords stabbed out at the same time, the Taoist raised his hand and overflowed with white spiritual power in his hands, making a "hissing" sound, like thunder intertwining.

"Thunder Spirit Power!"

Yi Qianmo's face changed drastically.

Both Fenglei belong to the alien spiritual roots, but this is his first time, a cultivator who simply possesses the alien spiritual roots, and this is the most domineering thunder spiritual power.

The two swords were stabbed out, and the Taoist was like a dragon binding, with the thunder and spiritual power in his hands intertwined, pinching the seven inches of the two swords, allowing the two aggressive swords to be captured at the first time.

The two swords made waves of sword sounds, like roaring dragons, but they had no strength to break free.

"Die!"

Although Yi Qianmo, who was holding the Fire Sword, was shocked, he did not lose his fighting spirit. The Fire Sword is his strongest sword. The wind assists the fire and the five spiritual powers are born together.

Facing this monstrous sword force, the smile on the Taoist face finally closed. He frowned slightly and said, "This is the decent one. If it were in the Golden Pill stage, I'm afraid there would be no power of resistance, which is a pity!"

"Sharp!"

With a sound of sword, the long sword on the Taoist waist was unsheathed. This was a sword that did not look surprising at all. The sword body was rusty, as if it had been buried in the soil for many years and had just been taken out.

When the sword was unsheathed, it was like a king being born, and the sword roared like a dragon roaring, roaring through the nine heavens.

"bite!"

The sword turned its sword head and aimed at the piercing Fire Sword. The tips of the two swords collided together, making a harsh sound of gold and iron attacks, followed by the sword energy of the Fire Sword roaring.

As it was about to invade the Taoist body, thunder suddenly flashed from the sword, and a "buzzing" sound of the sword sounded. Under the washing of spiritual power, the rust on the sword disappeared in an instant, replaced by a shiny sword body, and ancient patterns were engraved on it.

The thunder spirit power poured into the pattern, and the sword seemed to come alive, making a dragon roar, and Yi Qianmo only felt a majestic sword intent eroding.

"Boom!"

The sword intent on the Fire Owl Sword was dispelled in an instant, and the spiritual power on its forehead also dispersed at the same time, and then a terrifying spiritual power was transmitted.

Yi Qianmo seemed to have suffered a heavy blow in his chest and was instantly knocked out.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and all the sword energy around him collapsed and could not be condensed and formed. The internal organs seemed to be broken, causing tearing pain.

"You are very strong!"

The Taoist said, "In the Golden Elixir Stage, there are only ten people in this world who can compete with each other, but... you are only in the Golden Elixir Stage. If you advance to the Nascent Soul, I will not be your opponent. Unfortunately, I have lost some luck."

While speaking, the Taoist raised his hand and pinched it. Qingshuang and Zichen swords made waves of wailing, and the sword energy on it instantly dissipated.

"What kind of sword is this!"

Yi Qianmo slowly got up, staggering, and couldn't stand steadily.

The Taoist raised his hand to shake Qingshuang and Zi Chen off, held the sword in front of him, and said, "It was born under the heavenly tribulation, so it is called Leichi!"

"Lei Pool Sword!"

Yi Qianmo was slightly shocked, "One of the Seven Swords of the Qiankun!"

"There is no real thunder pool in the hands of the first generation leader of the Dan League!" said the Taoist, "The three swords in your hand are far inferior to this thunder pool."

Speaking of this, the Taoist slowly walked towards him and said, "Speaking of this, I have given you two chances. Is it considered a good life virtue?"

"For sure!" Yi Qianmo said, "If it were me, no matter how weak you are, you wouldn't give you any chance."

"So, do you deserve to die?" asked the Taoist.

Yi Qianmo admitted it, nor did he deny it.
Chapter completed!