2992: C2992 Devil Cultivator Xiahou

C2992 Devil Cultivator Xiahou

After a short discussion, they decided to turn around and fight. Jiang Ting decisively stopped and used his full strength. Eight swords flew across the sky.

The eight Throwing Knifes cut through the sky. The arc of light was like a rain of flowers as it attacked, blocking all of the young man's escape routes.

Green Bamboo was even more ruthless. She took out a handful of seeds from somewhere and threw them. . . At least thirty seeds of unknown species were sprinkled in the desert. For the time being, she didn't know what those seeds were used for.

The young man was not afraid. He was overjoyed. "All of you will die. "

"We'll talk after you block the attack. " Jiang Ting's face was very cold. He felt a little helpless in his heart.

His Divine Sense was still not enough. Eight Throwing Knife was the limit of not hurting his body, but it was also enough to control his mind. Otherwise, he could still continue to use magic as support.

It was not just the Throwing Knifes.

He looked at the youth again.

Looking at the incoming Throwing Knife, there was no fear in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, he took out a bronze shield?

He did not hold the shield. The shield simply floated beside him, half the height of a person.

"Bang! Bang! Bang. . . " Muffled sounds rang out.

Jiang Ting's pupils constricted. He saw that when the Throwing Knife fell, the huge shield moved quickly and blocked all of his Throwing Knifes. Apart from a series of sparks, it did not have any other effect.

It was a defensive magical weapon!

Jiang Ting could not help swallowing his saliva. Among magic weapons, defensive magic weapons were undoubtedly the most precious.

The reason for this was that as long as one had a wisp of mind to control it, as long as one's magic power wasn't depleted, the defensive treasure would be able to move freely and defend against all kinds of attacks.

Don't look at how the shield wasn't wide, it was only half the height of a person. However, Jiang Ting flew over like he was attacking, but it didn't have any effect.

According to what he knew, one defensive treasure was equivalent to at least three killing magic weapons of the same level.

That youth. . . Was really f * cking rich.

"A complete set of magic tools, interesting. " The corners of the young man's mouth revealed a playful smile as he waved his hand.

"Caw. . . " Following the cawing of the crows, three blood-red crows that were five feet in size suddenly appeared.

Jiang Ting's heart froze. Without thinking, he controlled the eight Throwing Knifes to slash towards the crows.

However, the Throwing Knife's speed was even faster.

He opened his mouth wide, and a series of fireballs flew towards Jiang Ting like a storm. Each fireball. . . It was as if each fireball was the size of a human head.

Jiang Ting didn't want to experience the power himself.

He didn't even want to think about it. Jiang Ting grabbed the bamboo's hand and jumped away.

"Rumble. . . " Countless fireballs hit the ground, causing sand to fill the sky.

Green Bamboo's face was pale, and there was a lingering fear in his heart. "This person is so strong. "

The young man's eyes revealed surprise. "He actually dodged it?"

He thought that this move of his could kill Jiang Ting and Green Bamboo. He didn't expect that he would actually dodge it!

Although the two of them were in a difficult position to dodge the attack, and their bodies were covered in sand, they still managed to dodge the attack! However, they had indeed dodged it.

Thinking of this, the young man narrowed his eyes. "Who are you?"

Green Bamboo gritted his teeth and said, "Purple Frost Sect, Green Bamboo!"

Jiang Ting didn't want to waste any more time talking nonsense. Green Bamboo had protected his name.

He could only speak with caution. "Purple Frost Sect. . . Fu Zheng. "

Green Bamboo was stunned. She looked at Jiang Ting with surprise. She clearly did not understand why Jiang Ting suddenly gave a fake name.

She did not know that it would be strange if Jiang Ting said his real name at this moment!

He was not stupid, and he was not blind. . . A defensive magic weapon. Moreover, when he looked at the eight Throwing Knifes, there was not even a trace left. Was that an ordinary intermediate defensive magic weapon? It was clearly a top-grade mid-grade magical artifact.

In addition, the youth had just condensed the magic technique of three crows. It was definitely not an ordinary magic technique. It was an extremely profound magic technique. Otherwise, how could the three crows spit out so many fireballs that he was almost drowned by them?

The magical techniques were not simple, and the magical artifacts were not simple. At the beginning of the chase, they even had flying talismans. . . What the f * ck? Their entire bodies were treasures, so how could their origins be simple?

If he revealed his origins, wouldn't he be waiting for his revenge? He was not stupid.

Jiang Ting didn't turn his head to look at Green Bamboo. Instead, he revealed a serious expression. "And who are you?"

"Fu Zheng, Green Bamboo. . . "

After a pause, the youth retreated a little. "Although she is trash, your strength is not bad. You are qualified to know my name. . . Xiahou Ping!"

Xiahou Ping?

Jiang Ting and Green Bamboo's eyes were filled with confusion. . . They had never heard of him before.

Xiahou Ping suddenly shook his head. "It's a pity. Half a month ago, if you had listened to Granny Golden Flower and stayed within the Lee family's territory, you wouldn't have had to do this. Since you have seen something you shouldn't have seen, you can go with a peace of mind. . . "

At the end of his words, Xiahou Ping waved his right hand and a silver beam shot out. It was extremely fast. At least, Jiang Ting didn't have the time to dodge with Green Bamboo.

"Dodge!" Jiang Ting instantly pushed Green Bamboo away.

Resist it head on?

Jiang Ting wasn't that stupid.

The moment he pushed the bamboo away, Jiang Ting also took the opportunity to dodge. The silver light passed through the middle of the two. Jiang Ting also saw that the silver light was a knife.

It was a silver scimitar that kept spinning.

Before Jiang Ting could relax, the silver light suddenly spun around. . .

With a "Ci," Green Bamboo's arm was instantly cut off by the silver light.

His arm was cut off.

"Hiss. . . " Green Bamboo's face turned deathly pale as countless drops of cold sweat dripped down.

To Jiang Ting's surprise, Green Bamboo didn't scream. Instead, she clenched her broken arm tightly, gritted her teeth, and used her magic power to stop the blood that was about to gush out.

For a short moment, Jiang Ting actually felt that Green Bamboo was a little strange. It wasn't like the ordinary Qi Refining stage that he had seen.

"You have a backbone. " Xiahou Ping laughed lightly. He waved his hand, and the machete in his hand turned into a silver light, then he attacked again.

Jiang Ting's eyes became ruthless, "Enough. "

"Swoosh! Swoosh!" Four Throwing Knifes flew towards the silver light as the sound of the air being torn apart.1

One of them slowed the silver light down, and the second one completely stopped the silver light, revealing the true form of the curved blade.

The third Throwing Knife directly struck the curved blade to the ground, and the fourth Throwing Knife suppressed the curved blade to the ground.

The young man narrowed his eyes. "What a powerful Divine Sense. I've underestimated you even more. "

Then, he suddenly took out a white jade plate. The Throwing Knife on the jade plate disappeared in the sky. It disappeared. . . Then, the color of blood began to spread rapidly.

In the sky, on the ground, blood color appeared at the same time.

An array formation!

Jiang Ting waved his hand and recalled all the Throwing Knifes. "You go first. "

"What about you?" Green Bamboo's expression changed slightly.

Jiang Ting did not even know how to turn his head. His voice was cold. "If you leave, it will be more convenient for me to leave. "

Although Green Bamboo's cultivation base was higher than his in a fight with an expert, it looked like she was just a burden to him.

Previously, if he had been alone, even if the silver scimitar had spun in the air, it would have been impossible for it to hit him, let alone having one of his arms chopped off by the scimitar.

Green Bamboo, who was already injured, continued to stay behind. Other than being a burden. . . He really could not see any other use.

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