However, the middle-aged man in white robe looked at Bu Luo flying into the distance, and he was even more happy in his heart. "This kid really has a lot of Dharma Treasure on him, and the bamboo basket itself is a Dharma Treasure. Not only does it have the power of storage space, but the Dharma Treasure in it can even attack on its own. This is definitely something Storage Pouch cannot do."
As soon as he thought of this, the middle-aged man in white robe became even faster and followed Bu Luo.
"This person wants to take out the soul of the book boy Bu Luo. He must want to get some secrets from Bu Luo."
Li Yan in the distance witnessed these two attacks and saw that although the middle-aged man in white robe was ruthless, they were only aimed at the physical body. He thought about it in his heart, and at the same time he was still puzzled by the middle-aged man in white robe's previous actions.??
If Bu Luo had passed by their ambush area before and made a sneak attack, the accuracy would have been improved to at least about 50%, but the opponent just missed that great opportunity.
But judging from the two attacks by the middle-aged man in white robes, he was a monk who had experienced countless battles. How could he make such a low-level mistake?
Since the battle began, another young man in white robe has been following slowly, without any intention of taking action.
But Li Yan felt a very weak Divine Sense hovering around him, coming from the young man in white robe. Strangely, the young man in white robe did not put Divine Sense over Bu Luo, but swept towards him as if inadvertently. Under the current situation, it seemed a little deliberate.
Within a few dozen miles, the two Foundation Establishment monks chased each other in a matter of seconds. Bu Luo was forced to keep approaching the "Fire Palace" mountain, and was unable to turn for a while. But until this moment, the Pure Land Sect Zen monk in the mountain cave had no aura fluctuations at all, and was still lurking like a beast.
Li Yan sat cross-legged on the barren hill in the distance, watching the fight between the two men in front of him coldly, but there was already a warning sign in his heart.
"Now Bu Luo is forced not far from here. If the Zen monk has colluded with the middle-aged man in white robes, it would be the best time to attack from both front and back. However, the monk still can't lurk out. This is even more strange..."
Li Yan had a calm expression on his face, but thoughts were racing in his mind. In addition, the young man in white robe seemed to have paid attention here unintentionally. Li Yan felt that these three people were not as simple as dealing with Bu Luo.
Bu Luo was really scared at this time. He didn't expect that the person who attacked him had such deep magic power. He was not as simple as the three fake pills that had been chasing and intercepting him these days. The flying knife that suddenly came like thunder and was as fast as lightning was inserted into the cyan halo at the back of his neck.
He could feel the bone-chilling chill coming from the blade. It seemed that even his neck was frozen. He couldn't even twist his neck. In fact, he didn't dare to turn it easily.
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Bu Luo could only fly forward desperately, but the tip of the knife still seemed unstoppable and continued to seep in little by little. Bu Luo's heart beat more violently, as if it could fly out of his mouth at any time. His mouth was dry, and the shadow of death followed him like a shadow.
At this moment, even Li Yan and Bu Luo who appeared not far away have forgotten it. It should be said that they don't care at all. If Li Yan takes action at this time, Bu Luo will undoubtedly die. This is why Li Yan suspects that the Zen monk hiding in the darkness does not take action.
The middle-aged man in white robes was chasing after him with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his slender fingers and clasped his index finger in the palm of his hand with a magic spell. The willow leaf flying knife that was originally inserted into the back of Bu Luo's neck suddenly trembled and started to rotate slowly.
"After capturing this book boy later, I must keep his soul well. I will be able to uncover more secrets. However, the old monk from Ming Dynasty didn't even move a finger. I will still have to share some benefits when the time comes. This really gives him a big advantage."
The middle-aged man in white robes sneered on his face, but he still had some regrets in his heart. However, this was a strategy he had discussed with Monk Yiming, and of course he could not go back on it. Except for glancing in the direction of Li Yan at the beginning, he seemed to have forgotten that Li Yan existed here.
After feeling the shadow-like blade begin to tremble and the tip of the blade slowly rotate, Bu Luo's eyes began to turn a little red.
"This is to kill them all!" He growled. At this moment, he never had time to wipe away the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and ears, which made his originally delicate face look ferocious.
As he roared, an umbrella-like bamboo leaf suddenly fell down from the top of the bamboo branch that rose from the bamboo basket behind him. The bamboo leaf seemed as light as nothing, and it seemed that it could not keep up with the Bu Luo movement that was moving at a high speed. However, in the eyes of others, it seemed like it was about to fall into the dust behind him.
The green-green bamboo leaves suddenly accelerated and instantly caught up with the speeding figure of Bu Luo. Then, like a giant palm, it stretched out, suddenly shrank, and wrapped most of the exposed willow leaf blade in the green bamboo leaves.
The white-robed monk who was approaching at a high speed changed his face drastically, and his figure suddenly stagnated, and he actually stopped. Then, his originally fair face alternated between green and red. His body shook as soon as he stopped, and then he let out a muffled groan, and his index finger that was originally clasping the secrets changed rapidly.
The flying knife inserted into the back of Bu Luo's neck in the distance was cast by the middle-aged man in white robe.
, made a very soft "buzz" sound, then rose into the air, and separated from the back of Bu Luo's neck.
At this time, only a few inches of the tip of the willow leaf flying knife were exposed, and 99% of the blade was wrapped in bamboo leaves. The green bamboo leaves were withering and drying at a speed visible to the naked eye. As the blade flew back, the bamboo leaves fell bit by bit to the hot earth below. As soon as it touched the ground, it was too dry, and a small amount of flames and green smoke rose up, and then dissipated between the sky and the earth.
The lancet knife quickly flew back to the hand of the middle-aged man in white robe. The moment he took the knife, the middle-aged man in white robe shook his body again, and the sparkle in his eyes began to dim.
With the flying knife in hand, the middle-aged man in white robe's eyes suddenly changed from dim to sharp, and his face was so gloomy that he could even shed tears.
The flying knife at this moment was completely white, with a dazzling silver light, like a peerless magic weapon. However, when all this fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man in white robes, fire almost burst out of his eyes.
Although the willow leaf flying knife of the middle-aged man in white robe is not his original Dharma Treasure, it is still his best treasure. It was also refined with Essence Blood. Dharma Treasure was injured, and he was also mentally damaged.
Originally, there was no need for this flying knife to deal with a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage monk. The middle-aged man in white robe thought that he only needed to be more careful, but of course he had another purpose in pursuing Bu Luo.
However, the speed of the monks behind Bu Luo is also not slow. It takes a little longer to start here. The first few monks may arrive here soon. Naturally, it is best to kill Bu Luo without affecting your own plan.
But what he never expected was that although the book boy's cultivation level was not high, Dharma Treasure appeared one after another on his body, and the power of each one was beyond his expectation. In the end, his willow leaf flying knife Dharma Treasure was also seriously damaged, reaching the point where he could not follow it.
The most bizarre thing about his Willow Leaf Flying Knife is its speed and sneak attack function with almost no spiritual energy fluctuations.
When it was first successfully tempered, it was as white as snow in his hand now. This kind of blade cannot be used for sneak attacks. As long as it is moved, the sword will be radiated with light. Therefore, he needs to add a rare weapon refining material called "Night" twice before refining the weapon. While the luster of the blade fades, the spiritual power shielding function of "Night" can also maximize the surprise function.
In order to obtain this "Into the Night" weapon refining material, the white-robed monk almost spent all his money to buy three drops. In the end, although it was refined into the Willow Leaf Flying Knife, the amount of "Into the Night" was too small, so after the blade was made, there would still be some light silver light and slight fluctuations in spiritual power, but this was already extremely rare.
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Only this time, the book boy didn't know what the bamboo branch Dharma Treasure was. Just a bamboo leaf knocked his flying knife Dharma Treasure back to its original shape. Although the power was still there, the "Night" included in the refinement had been consumed, and the ability to sneak attacks was completely lost.
The white-robed monk could no longer describe his heart as bleeding. He hated the book boy in front of him deeply. He just wanted to catch Bu Luo immediately and use the most vicious means he could think of to make the book boy in front of him worse than death.
At this time, Bu Luo had already rushed forward for several miles. As soon as the crisis behind him was relieved, he immediately took out several bottles of Pill and swallowed them one after another. Only then did his complexion improve slightly, but the backlash he had suffered in his internal organs could not be recovered immediately.
After he finished everything and his speed did not slow down, he had time to turn his head and glance at the bamboo basket behind him. He was also heartbroken, even worse than the middle-aged man in white robe.
At this time, the bamboo branch rising from the bamboo basket had already returned to its original size. Just when a bamboo leaf fell from the bamboo, the bamboo branch had shrunk by 30%, and the color of both the bamboo branch and the only two remaining bamboo leaves was no longer bright green, but turned into a bluish gray, as if it had lost half of its vitality in an instant.
After the bamboo leaf wrapped around the blade and left, the entire bamboo branch completely returned to its original size.
Bu Luo was breathing heavily. This bamboo branch was one of the two life-saving things that the young master gave him.
The other treasure is something he will only use when he is truly desperate. That Dharma Treasure can withstand a full blow from the late Golden Core Realm monks. That is his real life-saving trump card. Often, such Dharma Treasures are treasured to such an extent that you have only heard of them in any market, but cannot buy them at all.
Dharma Treasure, which can withstand the full blow of the Golden Core Realm monks in the middle stage and above, can basically be made by Nascent Soul Cultivator, and it requires a lot of their mana and energy, even at the expense of cultivation. This shows how much the middle-aged scholar in green shirt dotes on Bu Luo.
As for this bamboo branch, although it is not as precious as Bu Luo's other life-saving piece Dharma Treasure, it is still a priceless treasure. When the three bamboo leaves come out together, they can also resist the full blow of the Golden Core Realm's early peak.
But just now he had used a bamboo leaf to save his life. The other party was just a fake alchemy monk, so Bu Luo had to lose a bamboo leaf, which was equivalent to reducing the power of the bamboo branch Dharma Treasure by one level, and this loss was irreversible.
Bu Luo took a few more big breaths. He did not immediately lower the bamboo branch with only two leaves back into the bamboo basket, but stared fiercely at the white-robed monk.