Chapter 396 I Know How to Adapt
A halo appeared around Li Banfeng. The halo closed around Li Banfeng. It was neither round nor square. The halo was more than five meters away from Li Banfeng at its farthest point and close to Li Banfeng's feet at its closest point. The overall shape was irregular.
Bao Yingchen had never seen a halo of this shape, but he had seen this technique. The moment he passed through the halo, Bao Yingchen was covered in blood and almost fell to the ground.
This is the eighth level of home maintenance technique, closing doors and windows.
How could this kid possibly use home cultivation techniques?
It is impossible to practice travel and home cultivation at the same time.
There is no point in thinking too much. Bao Yingchen is already injured and can no longer fight with Li Qi.
But where can I run to? There is still a halo behind me.
A separation of thousands of miles can break the silence of closed doors.
But Bao Yingchen would not use a farewell of thousands of miles.
After all, Bao Yingchen is an old hand. He remained calm in the face of danger. He took a step forward, seemingly wanting to push Li Banfeng.
Bao Yingchen said that his cultivation was no less than Lu Dongliang's, and he said this wherever he went because it was a great deterrent to his opponents.
This conclusion is difficult to verify because cultivation itself is invisible.
When he could no longer hold on and the boundary disappeared, Bao Yingchen successfully escaped, called the people outside the door in, and then found a way to kill him!
This trick really worked and it really scared Li Qi.
Isn't this the eighth level of home cultivation technique?
How can this halo still move?
Bao Yingchen spat out a mouthful of blood and this time he could no longer stand, and fell on his back on the ground.
Fighting alone against the two heroes of the Lu family was the most glorious achievement in Bao Yingchen's life.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Banfeng walked forward with a sickle in his hand, looking concerned.
Isn't he a ninth-level travel cultivator? Why doesn't he use the phrase "One Farewell, Ten Thousand Miles"?
There is an allusion here, an allusion that Li Qi doesn't know.
Bao Yingchen wanted to call for help, but he didn't.
Li Banfeng is not in a good condition now. He is in great pain all over his body. He doesn't dare to fight Bao Yingchen head-on and can only retreat quickly.
This is the third time.
This time Bao Yingchen won't move.
Although there are many versions of the story, there is only one conclusion: Bao Yingchen's cultivation is not inferior to Lu Dongliang.
Li Qi used the tactic of closing the doors and windows, and Bao Yingchen was injured. The only reasonable response was to use the tactic of parting thousands of miles away to escape immediately.
He and Lu Dongliang had indeed fought before, but he was an eighth-level cultivator and relied on his experience to fight with Lu Dongliang, who was at the ninth level, for dozens of rounds. Lu Dongliang did not want to have a fatal feud with the Sanying Sect, so he left some leeway for his men, and the two of them were considered to be in a draw.
Li Banfeng picked him up and took out the key to his residence.
He was injured by the halo twice, and his body was covered with scars so deep that the bones were visible.
This is deterrence, this is tactics.
The halo passed through Bao Yingchen's body for the third time.
Suishenju coughed and said, "That should be it."
"How did he use it?"
Li Banfeng walked forward, and the halo followed Li Banfeng forward and passed through Bao Yingchen again.
"Eighth level technique?" The voice of the record player trembled a little.
"You know your man opened two businesses. He used his willful skills to raise his level, and then he used it forcefully."
The record player didn't believe it: "Old man, don't make fun of me. If you want to use the technique of closing the door, you have to stay at home for at least a few months without leaving the house. Only then can you practice the technique. He is running outside every day, how can he have time to practice the technique?"
This is to tell Li Banfeng that I will be away from you for thousands of miles. I have the ninth level of cultivation. Even if I am injured, I still have the strength to fight with you!
Since they won't be separated for thousands of miles, what's the point of him pushing Li Banfeng?
I can easily escape and push you out to a designated location, putting you in a desperate situation.
After being pierced by the halo three times, there was not much flesh and blood left on Bao Yingchen's body. His skeleton and wriggling internal organs were all presented in front of Li Banfeng.
As long as he can scare Li Qi, Bao Yingchen can buy time.
Bao Yingchen looked up at Li Qi and was speechless for a long time.
As far as Bao Yingchen knew, closing the door was very exhausting, and with Li Qi's current level of cultivation, he would definitely not be able to hold on for long.
Before Bao Yingchen could react, his body passed through the halo again.
The wife was talking to Suishenju: "Old man, I don't think something is right. There was a force that left the house just now. Could it be..."
Sui Shen Ju sighed and said, "You two know each other well. You really can't let this kid learn the skills secretly. He really dares to use them after learning them!"
If he doesn't use it, it proves that he doesn't know how to do it, and it proves that his cultivation is not up to the ninth level. Li Qi will let go and fight, and Bao Yingchen will be trapped in the boundary, unable to use his cultivation techniques, and his life is probably gone.
"Don't come over here." Bao Yingchen supported himself on the ground with his hands and moved his body backwards with difficulty.
Unexpectedly, the time to test Bao Yingchen has come.
When Lu Dongjun took action, he didn't think too much and just started fighting. Bao Yingchen couldn't resist and was defeated by Lu Dongjun.
As he retreated, the halo followed Li Banfeng and passed under Bao Yingchen's feet again.
"I followed the key. The key was with him the whole time. Although he was not in the house, he was next to it. The situation was not much different."
"Is this even possible?"
Sui Shen Ju was silent for a moment and said, "I am not someone who is inflexible."
"So when did he spill the blood?"
"Just spilled."
"After spilling blood, it takes several months of training to feel it. Does the blood just spilled count?"
Suishenju pondered for a moment and said, "This old man and this madman are quite compatible. We can also adapt to such things."
"Old man!" the record player yelled, "You can't change your mind at will. Using techniques across layers will cost lives!"
Sui Shenju said helplessly: "Girl, you can't see, the situation was critical just now, if you don't make some adjustments..."
Bang!
Li Banfeng threw Bao Yingchen into Suishenju.
The record player shouted: "My husband, my husband, listen to me"
Bang!
Li Banfeng didn't come in, he closed the door.
There are more than thirty ruthless men from the Sanying Sect outside the door, and more than a hundred people from the Xiaoyaowu in the backstage. Li Banfeng cannot come back now.
After taking a look at Bao Yingchen's injuries, the record player confirmed that Li Banfeng had used the eighth level of home cultivation skills.
"Master, what should we do?"
"I'll try to get him back."
Wuwu Suishenju blew the whistle.
Li Banfeng didn't respond.
Due to the severe pain, Li Banfeng's consciousness was a little fuzzy and he did not hear the whistle.
The record player yelled, "Open the door, I'll tell him to come back!"
Suishenju was angry: "This is not a train station. Can you open the door just like that?"
"Do you want to open the door?" a disciple of Sanyingmen asked the third in command Yang Xingbo.
Yang Xingbo was also a little hesitant. The boss had been in there for a while and suddenly there was no movement inside.
A peeping cultivator lowered his voice and said, "I heard someone say don't come over. It sounded like the voice of the big boss."
Yang Xingbo was anxious: "Brothers, you are all the pillars of the gang. At the critical moment, the pillars cannot be soft. Follow me and charge in."
As he spoke, Yang Xingbo glanced at everyone.
Veins bulged in everyone's chest and their fighting spirit was high.
This is Huan Xiu's motivational technique, and a group of people are preparing to rush into the door.
Inside the door, Li Banfeng looked calm and looked at the halo under his feet.
Although the origin of this halo is still unclear, it is certain that this halo can subdue Bao Yingchen and resist the people outside the door.
The halo flashed and then went out.
Li Banfeng was no longer calm.
How did it die?
The technique of closing doors and windows consumes a huge amount of energy. In Li Banfeng's current state, the technique cannot last for too long.
The outsiders are about to rush in. What should I do?
Li Banfeng could enter Suishenju, and if he was worried that he could not hide, he could also find a way to escape through the wall. Now that Bao Yingchen was gone, Li Banfeng had many options left.
But Li Banfeng never thought of abandoning the more than one hundred people backstage.
He counted the magic weapons on his body one by one and was thinking about tactics when he heard a shout from outside: "You broke into someone else's house in the middle of the night, are you trying to steal or rob? The Sanying Sect is a well-known and prestigious organization, why do you always do such shady things!"
From the sound of it, it sounded like an old lady.
The street-swearing woman is here!
The old lady staggered up the stairs, and looking quite old, she could barely walk steadily, but she was still cursing loudly.
Yang Xingbo was shocked, knowing that this old lady was no ordinary person. He originally planned to ask about her background first, but the old lady kept yelling and cursing, which aroused Yang Xingbo's anger.
Why does she curse so harshly?
Don't be reckless, she has techniques!
Yang Xingbo was still trying his best to stay calm when a thought suddenly popped into his mind.
"Hit her! She scolded him like that, and he still didn't hit her? With so many of his brothers watching, how can he hold his head up high in the future?"
"Look at his behavior, he is so timid, he wants to dig a hole in the ground to hide himself, he is so scared, how dare he fight!"
A pretty woman, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, was talking to herself next to the scolding woman.
Li Banfeng laughed when he heard the voice.
Others thought he was talking to himself, but Li Banfeng knew that it was actually two people talking.
The two sisters have come. They have one body but two heads, and each says her own thing. However, their true appearance is concealed by the ever-changing skills of the water gushing out of the spring.
Yang Xingbo was a seventh-level cultivator and had a certain level of resistance.
But under the double instigation of the street-swearing woman and his innocent friend, Yang Xingbo could no longer suppress his anger.
In fact, his choice was not wrong. These two women, one old and one young, were obviously not easy to deal with. It would be a beating whether he beat them early or late, and he would not suffer any loss if he took the initiative first.
He first glanced at the scolding woman and the two without a clue.
The street-swearing woman is old now and doesn’t think about those things anymore, so she isn’t affected too much.
They were innocent children in their prime, but when he looked at her, she shuddered and couldn't help but squeeze her legs together.
Yang Xingbo shouted, "Go!"
A dozen of his men rushed towards the cursing woman and Liang Wucai. The old lady swung her cane and started fighting. Liang Wucai held a long sword in his left hand and a scimitar in his right hand.
These three people are not only good at talking, they also have real skills. As soon as a fourth-level physical cultivator got close to them, he was stabbed to death by the street-swearing woman with a crutch.
A fifth-level physical cultivator transformed into an emerald green caterpillar covered with thorns and crawled towards Liang Wucai.
Liang Wucai knew this insect. Its scientific name was the spiny moth. It was usually called the foreign thorn. Never let it touch your body. If the thorns touch your body, it will be extremely painful.
Even though this chick's movements were not fast, its attacks were quite fast. With a pair of sharp teeth, it kept biting at Liang Wucai as its head moved forward and backward.
But he couldn't bite it. Liang Wucai was a Nian Xiu and could always distract Yang Lazi's attention at the critical moment.
Moreover, Liang Wucai's moves were also strange. The long sword in his left hand and the scimitar in his right hand had no connection at all in their moves. Yang Lazi was too tired to defend himself and was chopped several times by Liang Wucai.
There would be no advantage if he continued fighting like this, so Yang Lazi stopped fighting and took a half step back. His body trembled and all the thorns on his body stood up.
He took a deep breath, and his huge body began to tremble. All the Sanyingmen disciples around him stayed away, and Yang Lazi's thorns were about to fly out.
Liang Wucai was also a little scared. Even if he killed Yang Chizi with a knife, he would feel uncomfortable for a long time after being covered with thorns.
Seeing the chili pepper shaking faster and faster, a sturdy woman stood in front of Liang Wucai, opened her mouth wide, and ate the chili pepper.
The size of this worm is about the same as a normal person. No one around could understand how this woman could eat such a big worm.
"It's spicy, so spicy!" The food cultivator had eaten so much that she licked the burrs on the corners of her mouth, but still felt it was not enough!
The nightmare cultivator Duan Wuchou also came, with more than twenty ghost servants by his side, shuttling back and forth among the crowd.
A martial artist stepped forward and chopped off Duan Wuchou's head, but Duan Wuchou ignored him and controlled the ghost servant to continue fighting.
That was not her head originally. She had no head. It was an illusion created by Shui Yongquan using his versatile skills. If she drank more water, it would grow back.
Bai Shou Lian fought with the others with a pair of axes. When the axes were blocked, he took out a pair of hammers. When the hammers were blocked, he took out a pair of maces.
There was a melee in the corridor. Yang Xingbo, the third in command of the Sanying Sect, was looking for an opportunity to attack when He Yuxiu jumped in from the corridor window and grabbed him by the hair.
"Seventh Brother!" He Yuxiu shouted, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, nothing happened." Li Banfeng stood in the middle of the dance floor and let out a long sigh.
He took out the key, opened the door of his room, stumbled back into the room, and fell headfirst onto the bed.
The record player said anxiously, "My husband, my husband, I told you not to secretly learn the technique, why don't you listen?"
Hong Ying murmured, "I seem to know what it means to open two doors."
"Why are you saying that?" the record player said angrily, "Give me a hand, I have to get him promoted!"
Hong Ying asked, "He just reached the seventh level, and now he's reaching the eighth level. Can he handle it?"
"What else can we do? He used a technique across levels. If he doesn't advance, he will die!"
Hong Ying helped Li Banfeng up, and the record player sang softly, "My dear husband, bear with the pain, it's time to move up."
Li Banfeng didn't understand.
"Giving birth is a good thing, why do I have to endure the pain?"
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