Ling Xian wouldn't do such a thing that outweighed the loss, and it seemed that he had to look for another opportunity.

Ling Xian's heart was depressed, and the short monk's mood was not much better.

Originally, he saw that Ling Xian was only at the realm of the third layer of qi refining, and compared with his own fifth layer, it was more than two small realms behind, so he had the idea of killing people and grabbing treasures.

I thought it was just a matter of hand.

How do you know that the other party is extremely difficult.

In addition to the lack of strength, the scheming city, and the ability to adapt, they are all first-class.

This made him regret it in his heart, he knew it earlier, why bother to provoke this terrible enemy.

However, now, he would never let Ling Xian go.

As the saying goes, don't bully the poor boy, this kid is so scheming, if he grows up, then he can pay it back?

He didn't want to add a big enemy in the future, even if it was just a possibility.

Either don't do it or never do it.

Therefore, although the young man regretted it in his heart, he did not hesitate to act, and vowed to kill Ling Xian here.

However, he didn't attack immediately, on the surface, the talisman is indestructible, a sword past, the big tree is like tofu, but this is a consumable treasure after all, every time a big tree is cut down, the spiritual power inside will drop a little.

Although he was eager to destroy Ling Xian immediately, he was also reluctant to consume the talisman here in vain.

This guy is like a calm hunter, carefully searching for hidden prey.

Either don't move, or if you move, you will have the effect of earth-shattering.

He stood silently, his eyes closed, but his consciousness was fully released.

Ling Xian secretly screamed in his heart.

Although the environment in the woods is much more complicated than the plains, how can it really evade the detection of the opponent's divine sense at such a close distance.

Staying still is a fool's choice.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian took a breath and ran forward at a fast speed.

"Here!"

The short man opened his eyes violently, and with a touch of his right hand, the runic sword suspended above his head turned into a bright light, and he slashed towards Ling Xian.

"Icepick!"

Ling Xian shouted, and as soon as his right hand was raised, there was a white flash.

But it's a talisman!

After spontaneous combustion, the wind turned into a fist-sized ice pick, and blasted down at the rune sword.

"Bang!"

A loud bang came to the ears, and the sky was filled with diffuse white mist, and the ice picks had a certain freezing effect after being blown away, although it was impossible to really freeze the rune sword, but it was still possible to slow it down slightly.

And Ling Xian took advantage of this opportunity, and his whole body was full of green mangs, but he blessed himself with a wind control technique, which was superimposed with the previous blessing with the talisman.

He ran much faster, and his body turned into an arc, and he turned and ran towards the short monk.

It's too late, it's fast, but a few wind blades shot over.

The direction of Ling Xian's running remained unchanged, one rolled to dodge, and after getting up, he flicked his left hand, and a fireball counterattacked.

Rumble!

This time, the timing was just right, and the short monk was hit.

His face turned pale, and he staggered back a few steps, but the layers of shields only flashed, and the small fireball technique could not have the effect of killing with one hit.

"Boy, you don't know whether you live or die!"

Seeing that Ling Xian continued to rush towards him, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on the face of the short monk, and with a clench of his hands, a magic trick was struck, and with his movements, Ling Xian's back buzzed loudly, but it was the rune sword that broke free from the frozen shackles and attacked Ling Xian's back viciously.

It's only a few feet away.

However, Ling Xian didn't dodge, but instead threw out a few talismans like the other party in one breath, such as wind blades, ice picks, and so on.

"Does this kid want to die together?"

The short monk was startled, but a sneer quickly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It was just a few low-level spells, and the shield on the surface of his body should be able to withstand it, and there was no time for that kid to launch a second attack.

As soon as he thought of this, he simply didn't dodge, and concentrated on manipulating the talisman sword to stab Ling Xian's back.

Rumble!

A loud noise came into his ears, and the talisman thrown by Ling Xian had its effect first, but with the flash of spiritual light, although the light curtain on the surface of his body was broken in two layers, the last layer was still good, and the lethality of the talisman was still too weak.

"Boy, you can die. ”

The short monk's face was full of smirks.

By now, Ling Xian had no time to hide, and this battle would come to an end here.

"Poof!"

A muffled sound came into his ears, and Ling Xian was indeed hit by the streamer of the flying sword, but no blood splashed out, and the sharp sword light was blocked by something.

"Impossible!"

The short monk's eyes widened, and a look of incredulity appeared on his face.

However, there was no time for him to dodge or think, and Ling Xian didn't know where to draw a glittering blue sword.

"Break it for me!"

With a loud shout, the aura on Ling Xian's body changed, and the innate true qi was released, and at the same time, the sword in his hand was like rain, and in just a blink of an eye, he stabbed out more than a hundred swords at the other party.

"Puff puff!"

Like rain hitting banana lotus, the last layer of light curtain seems to be solid, but it is impossible to resist the hundreds of attacks per second of the rainstorm sword technique, and the wailing sound comes into the ears, bursting like a bubble.

There was a look of disbelief on his face, but his head had been taken off by Ling Xian's sword.

"Whew!"

Ling Xian also gasped heavily, the process just now was extremely dangerous.

Don't look at the two of them only fighting for a few short rounds, but it contains too much wits and power.

Not to mention the choice of the grove as the location of the battle, Ling Xian also took a great risk in the last blow, if it weren't for the fact that he found three spirit weapon treasures in the Spirit Emperor Cave Mansion, he would never dare to do this.

Ling Xian is only an immortal cultivator of the third layer of qi refining, and his strength is not enough to control a treasure of the level of a spirit weapon, but one of the three treasures of the Spirit Emperor is a heavenly silkworm robe, even if it can't be driven, it will have a strong defense when worn on the body.

But after all, the risk taken to carry the blow of the talisman sword was not trivial, if it weren't for Ling Xian's extraordinary courage, he would never dare to do this.

The short monk didn't know the twists and turns, so he made a wrong judgment and attacked Ling Xian, otherwise if he dodged, Ling Xian would have nothing to do with him.

In the end, Ling Xian ventured to rush closer, however, under normal circumstances, the other party still had the upper hand.

He was an immortal cultivator of the fifth level of qi refining, and there was a layer of protection on the surface of his body.

However, Ling Xian was not just a monk, he had a fake spiritual root, he could transform mana and aura into each other, so Ling Xian turned into a martial artist.

In this way, the strength and weakness are changed, and in the case of being close, the martial artist has an absolute advantage, Ling Xian used the rainstorm sword technique to pierce the shield and take off the opponent's head.