Chapter 42 The Fragmented Taoist 4
A loud whistle caused everyone from Feiyu Sect who had landed to pause visibly.
Standing at the front is Fellow Daoist Pei Xian, the most prestigious senior sister among the Feiyu Sect members.
She looked like she had something to say but was interrupted midway.
However, this state only lasted for two seconds. Pei Xian still bowed to one of the five casual cultivators.
Among the five people, a male cultivator in a blue robe returned the greeting, and it was obvious that the two of them knew each other before.
Pei Xian's voice was quite loud and she didn't try to avoid people, so Yan Xia and the others who were standing not far away could also hear it clearly.
She said that she had heard news that some disciples of Wuji Sect had encountered two level four monsters, and they were just about to fly over to help, and halfway there they wanted to ask those wandering cultivators if they wanted to go with them.
The man in the blue robe immediately said that it was no problem, and several people around him also said that they could go together.
After the other side finished speaking, Yan Xia clearly felt that fellow Daoist Pei Xian's gaze fell on them.
Their gaze was always fixed on the group of people in the middle, making the little disciple who looked like a puppy blush.
After a few glances, Pei Xian came over with her fellow junior brothers and sisters.
At such a short distance, the Feiyu Sect members exchanged glances several times.
Pei Xian walked while thinking, he was extremely surprised but it didn't show on his face at all.
Her eyes were still wandering among her fellow junior students, and after seeing the same surprise, she moved her gaze forward.
These four young cultivators are extremely powerful, talented and handsome. I have never heard of their names before and I don’t know if they are from some hidden sect. There is no need to make enemies with them.
Huh?
When did there appear a square-faced person next to him?
But that doesn't matter.
The unimportant Jia Fugui twitched his nose. Why did he always feel like someone was talking about him behind his back?
Pei Xian bowed, with the pride of a great sect but not arrogant. Standing in front of Su Wenyin, one was like a rose in midsummer, the other was like a snow lotus on an iceberg.
"Fellow Taoists."
Su Wenyin returned the greeting: "Master Pei Xian is very friendly."
Pei Xian smiled politely and said, "What are your names?"
Su Wenyin introduced them one by one.
Yan Xia was standing nearby, watching this Daoist Fellow Pei Xian and several people from Feiyu Sect when they heard his mother say that he and his eldest brother were her sons.
The expression on his face was so complicated that it was hard to read. It was obvious that he didn't believe it, but he was polite and didn't say it out loud, expressing his respect and blessing.
Yan Xia's eyes wandered, and he guessed that everyone present would think they were a weird family.
In fact, his guess was not wrong at all.
A bunch of indescribable emotions flashed through Pei Xian's mind. It was the first time she had seen such a strange and powerful family.
As to why she didn't believe in the mother-son relationship but still felt that they were a family.
Isn't this obvious?
They all look somewhat similar.
I just don’t know why, this young and beautiful Taoist friend is obsessed with adopting two men older than her as her sons.
And the two fellow Taoists did not refute.
If Yan Xia could hear the other person's inner voice, he could answer her. He had tried to save her, but...
Got beaten.
His mother said he was disrespectful, but he was obviously the older one now.
However, these are not the most important things at the moment, as there are more urgent things waiting for them.
Pei Xian did not repeat what she had just said to the blue-robed cultivator, but instead asked politely, "Would any of you Taoists be willing to go together?"
Su Wenyin raised her eyebrows when she heard this and shifted her gaze from Pei Xian to He Lekang.
"all right."
As soon as she finished speaking, the face of the little junior brother who was being stared at turned red visibly, and his big, round, black eyes glanced over here and then immediately looked away.
Like a little elk lost in the forest, simple, cute and ignorant of the world.
Yan Xia was shocked and he shifted his gaze to his own mother.
In the sea of consciousness, just ask whatever you want.
[Another person]: "You really didn't recognize the wrong person?"
[28-year-old girl]: "Actually, I have this suspicion."
[Young man]: "Even if you suspect me, you can't keep staring at me."
[Another person]: "I think I smell something sour."
[Twenty-eight Girl]: "Tsk, what a character."
Several people were communicating in their sea of consciousness, and after receiving their replies, several people from Feiyu Sect had already flown ahead on their swords.
[Yan Ji]: "Leave."
These two words ended the family's idle chatter.
Unlike the previous idle stroll, this time Feiyu Zong took the lead and controlled the sword at a very fast speed.
After a short while, the group arrived at the place.
Yan Xiafei was at the back and could see from afar that the battle on the ground had entered a one-sided stage.
Several red-robed Wuji Sect disciples were obviously no match for their opponents. They were constantly being beaten and had to flee everywhere.
And facing those disciples were not just two level four monsters as Pei Xian said.
There were clearly several level three monsters following behind the two level four monsters, but these smaller ones did not participate in the battle. They seemed to be cheering and playing around from behind.
Upon seeing the person coming, the Wuji Sect disciple standing at the front on the ground vomited blood as if he couldn't hold on any longer.
Even in the bloody mess, he still did not forget the manners of the great sects: "Thank you all for your help."
Pei Xian frowned: "Why are there so many more?"
One of the Wuji Sect disciples replied: "He suddenly appeared in the middle of the fight."
Yan Xia also saw clearly what those things on the opposite side were. They looked like centipedes magnified countless times. Their scientific name was Eupteryx tetraspermum.
According to records, they feed exclusively on human flesh and blood, are good at fighting in groups, and extremely enjoy teasing their prey.
Perhaps it was because they liked to tease their prey first that the Wuji Sect members were able to hold on until rescue arrived.
Yan Xia saw that although the Wuji Sect disciples were all injured, they all had expressions of relief on their faces.
Come to think of it, although there is a teleportation talisman that can teleport you out of the secret realm when you encounter deadly danger, no one wants to be teleported out after just one day in.
It was no big deal to waste effort without any experience, but as a disciple of one of the nine major sects, he went out on the first day. He probably couldn't afford to lose face if the news got out.
So at this moment, the expressions of gratitude on the faces of the Wuji Sect members were very sincere.
The situation on their side was harmonious, but the few Four-Elephant Snow Centipedes that were left behind not far away became visibly irritable.
I don't know if they felt they were being ignored, or sensed that there was no hope of catching prey, but they all swarmed towards the crowd, including the two level four ones. The smaller ones following behind them also changed their previous leisurely state, and their fiery red eyes were full of killing intent.
Amidst the flames, Yan Xia clenched the sword in his hand. He followed Jia Fugui and worked together with several people from the Feiyu Sect to deal with one of the fourth-level Four-Elephant Snow Centipede.
While others were fighting with all their might, Yan Xia took a while to get used to the sword. After all, it was the first time he had ever fought with the sword in his life. He had never even killed a chicken before. He was so unfamiliar with the sword as if it was his first day meeting it.
In fact, we had only known each other for two days.
His lack of skill soon attracted the attention of Jia Fugui who was standing next to him. He probably didn't understand why someone with such high talent and ability could be so bad in actual combat.
Yan Xia simply ignored the look. There were many children who were good at theory but poor in practical skills, so he would not make a difference.
After adapting for a minute or two, Yan Xia once again experienced the situation where his sword was almost kicked away by the Four-Elephant Snow Centipede. He simply put away the sword, stepped back, rummaged in the storage ring, and successfully found two big hammers.
The hammer was hung by a thick iron chain and was very heavy. If it was in the previous world, he would definitely not be able to lift it. But it was different after his cultivation. He swung such a big hammer very easily and it felt better than the sword.
According to Donkey, he uses this thing to train his legs. Of course, beautiful hooves must be matched with beautiful muscle lines.
After Yan Xia changed his tools and returned to the battlefield, he felt much more comfortable with them. With one blow of the hammer, he flattened one of the legs of the Four-Elephant Snow Centipede.
Even Jia Fugui next to him glanced at him more often.
Yan Xia understood it. There was a clear doubt in it. The translation was...
Aren't you a sword cultivator? How come you are a martial arts cultivator?
Generally, magical weapons with this kind of power are used by martial artists. They are strong and good at close combat, and can use these heavy magical weapons to perfect effect.
Yan Xia had no time to pay attention to Jia Fugui's doubts. He swung the big hammer with great force. After another swing of the hammer hit one of the legs, Yan Xia received a message from his mother in his mind.
[Young Girl]: "Hey, do you still have that hammer?"
Yan Xia withdrew from the battlefield. As expected, those relatives in his previous life who said that he was the most like his mother were right.
Look, his mother also feels that the sword is not working well anymore.
[Another person]: "There are more."
Thanks to fellow donkey for having four legs, he also has four big hammers.
After Su Wenyin exchanged magic weapons with her son, the way she swung the hammer was even more powerful than Yan Xia's.
After all, the cultivation level must be higher, that is...
The scene is quite shocking, and has the same effect as Lin Daiyu pulling out a weeping willow tree.
When Yan Xia joined the battlefield again, he looked at his mother. The attacks of the people next to his mother had obviously slowed down.
I don’t know if it was because I was tired or because I was shocked by the picture.
But there is no time to worry about that now, the battle has entered a white-hot stage.
Four-elephant Snow Centipede fell one after another in front, behind, left and right of them. Not far from Yan Xia and his group was another level 4 Four-elephant Snow Centipede.
The Four-Elephant Snow Centipede was obviously no match for the people besieging it. When it was about to fall, something unexpected happened. The one in front of Yan Xia went crazy and flashed, and directly killed the one that was still alive...
Swallowed.
After a few seconds of silence in the crowd, someone exclaimed, "Kill it quickly! Don't let it advance!"
The middle stage of level four is already difficult to deal with, and if you advance to the advanced stage or the peak stage, you don’t know if you can be the opponent.
In a flash, everyone surrounded it, but it was too late. The spiritual power around the Four Snow Centipede surged.
All the people who attacked were repelled, some fell to the ground, and some managed to keep their balance by sliding on their swords.
Yan Xia was not among them. He only felt his arm being shaken, and before he could react, the big iron hammer was shaken away and flew straight towards him like a boomerang.
Then, he felt his sight flying around, flying lower and lower...
Yan Xia looked down, oh no...
I should say that I looked up and saw that my body was still standing there, but there was something on my neck...
The head is gone.
?????
No brain? ?
Yan Xia blinked, no...it was the head on the ground that blinked.
So he used a boomerang hammer to smash his head off? ?
Yan Xia was stunned when his head and body were separated for the first time.
The people around him were also stunned.
Jia Fugui looked incredulous and exclaimed, "Daoist Zixia!!!"
What happened? ?
Is it so easy for a Jindan-stage genius in his twenties to die?
wrong……
Why are the eyes on the head on the ground still moving? The headless body next to it didn't fall down either.
While everyone was still immersed in the shock of this scene, Yan Ji, who was the first to react, moved. He stepped forward to pick up the head from the ground, and even used the cleaning technique to wash it, and then moved a few steps to give it to the person...
Pressed it.
Everyone: “????”
Can this thing still be pressed? ?
I have only heard that arms and legs can regenerate, but I have never seen a head grow back after it was lost.
Of course, the situation of head falling off has never happened. In general, the attack is on the spiritual platform. If the spiritual platform is broken, the person will be useless and no different from an ordinary person. Any serious injury can be fatal.
But now they actually saw someone with his head missing who looked no different from a normal person, and the head that had been missing and then replaced was even talking.
He said, "You pressed it the wrong way, brother."
Yan Ji: “…………”
Everyone: “…………”
The Four-Elephant Snow Centipede that is still advancing: “Roar, roar, roar, roar…”
The upside-down head was turned right again, and blood was oozing out continuously, causing Yan Xia's clothes to be covered in blood, and the head was still shaking.
Yan Xia twisted it directly, and when he felt it was right, he said to his elder brother in his sea of consciousness: "Restart it."
Therefore, the people who were still paying close attention to this side felt that they had witnessed a miracle once again...
The wound that was as big as a bowl and oozing blood just now...healed in just one second!!!
Everyone: “!!!!”
What kind of cultivation is this? It’s so terrifying!!!
Jia Fugui, who was the closest, was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He was so sad just now, but now it seems...
He still has too little experience.
After restarting, Yan Xia tilted his head and glanced at everyone. He didn't want to explain anything. The key point was that he couldn't explain it.
But the good thing about the world of cultivation is that even though they don’t understand, they don’t think it’s something that will never happen.
If this situation happened in his previous world, he would just leave an unsolved case for the police and then pat his butt and dejectedly announce the end of the mission.
Su Wenyin appeared from behind Yan Xia at some point. She reached out and touched Yan Xia's neck. Just when Yan Xia thought she was going to show her motherly care and love.
Su Wenyin took out two big hammers and said, "My son, keep these for yourself. I'll use something else."
Yan Xia: “…………”
Confirmed, it’s the biological mother.
The quiet atmosphere between mother and son was broken by a roar from the front. Not far away, the Four-Elephant Snow Centipede in the center of the spiritual storm opened its mouth wide, its bloodshot eyes, and began to attack indiscriminately.
After watching the excitement, everyone immediately went on alert. Fortunately, at this time, a dozen or twenty people flew over from the sky.
There are both independent cultivators and sect disciples, and with more people, the battle situation becomes controllable.
Yan Xia put away the sledgehammer his mother handed over, and also put away his own. It is better to use such dangerous things less.
Yan Xia took out the sword he had used before and joined the battle. He was not good at using it, so he did not go to the front.
He held the sword and jumped up and down near the Four Snow Centipedes, occasionally moving forward...
Tap it and you can eat your companions to advance! ! !
Poke me again and I'll let you bounce my sledgehammer!!!
If you poke me again, I'll hit my head!!!
Poke it again and again......
None of them are fatal, but...
Very cheap.
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