Chapter 65: Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (30)
He gritted his teeth and attacked again. This time he used his own magical weapon - a black curved knife that flashed with a faint light.
The curved knife drew strange arcs in the air, carrying a fierce murderous aura, and headed straight for He Yushu.
He Yushu looked stern, and a snow-white long sword appeared in his hand. The sword exuded a faint chill, and the blade flashed with dazzling light.
This is his natal magic weapon - the Frost Sword.
Two figures crossed each other in the dense forest, with swords flashing and spiritual energy surging.
Wu Gang's attacks were fierce and cunning, and every move was deadly; He Yushu responded calmly, with exquisite swordsmanship and both offensive and defensive capabilities.
For a moment, the two men fought evenly.
Suddenly, a muffled groan was heard from the secret room, and a powerful wave of spiritual power swept out.
He Yushu's heart sank, he knew that Feng Ziang's breakthrough had reached a critical moment.
He must get rid of Wu Gang as soon as possible, otherwise Feng Ziang will be in danger.
His eyes focused, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly. A sharp sword energy broke through the air and headed straight for Wu Gang.
"Let's end it!"
Wu Gang's face changed drastically. He felt the power of the sword energy and did not dare to take it head-on, so he quickly dodged.
However, the sword energy was so fast that he couldn't avoid it completely.
The sword energy brushed past his arm, leaving a deep wound where the bone was visible.
"Ah!" Wu Gang screamed, covering his arm and stepping back.
At this moment, the door of the secret room slowly opened, and a figure walked out...
"Wu Gang, you're looking for death!"
The spiritual energy around Feng Ziang gradually calmed down. He slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
The power of the foundation-building period flowed through his body, making him feel stronger than ever before.
At this moment, he heard the sound of fighting coming from outside the secret room. His heart sank and he immediately pushed the door open and went out.
I saw He Yushu fighting fiercely with Wu Gang, with swords flying everywhere and knife lights flashing.
Wu Gang's black curved knife glowed with a faint green light, and it was obviously poisoned.
Although He Yushu's swordsmanship is superb, he is somewhat constrained by the need to avoid being hurt by the poisonous blade.
"Feather Book!" Feng Ziang shouted softly and joined the battle.
He formed seals with his hands quickly, and surging spiritual energy surged around him, revealing his strength in the Foundation Establishment Period.
His special spiritual roots crazily absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, transforming it into pure spiritual power, which continuously replenished his consumption.
"You actually broke through!" Wu Gang's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Feng Ziang to have broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage at this time.
Feng Ziang sneered and said, "Wu Gang, today is the day you die!" Before he finished speaking, his figure appeared behind Wu Gang like a ghost and slapped him on the back.
Wu Gang quickly turned around to block, but Feng Ziang's palm still caused his blood to surge.
He Yushu seized the opportunity and stabbed Wu Gang's chest with the Frost Sword, which was carrying a sharp chill.
Wu Gang was unable to dodge and was slashed by the sword, with blood splattering everywhere.
His face turned pale, knowing that he was no match for the two men.
There was a gleam of ruthlessness in his eyes, and he suddenly took out a black ball from his arms.
"Want to kill me? Not that easy!" Wu Gang laughed and smashed the ball hard on the ground.
The ball exploded, a dazzling white light flashed, and Wu Gang's figure disappeared.
"Escape Talisman!" He Yushu's face darkened. He didn't expect that Wu Gang actually had such a life-saving magic weapon.
Feng Ziang looked in the direction where Wu Gang disappeared, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "He can't run away."
He Yushu walked up to Feng Ziang and whispered, "Ziang, are you okay?"
Feng Ziang shook his head: "I'm fine, thanks to you for coming in time."
He Yushu smiled slightly, his eyes full of tenderness.
Feng Ziang looked at He Yushu and felt a warm feeling in his heart.
He held He Yushu's hand, his eyes firm: "Yushu, let's face it together."
He Yushu held Feng Ziang's hand and nodded.
Deep in the dense forest, a crow flew up with a sharp cry.
"Heh, Feng Ziang, He Yushu, just wait for me..." A cold voice echoed in the forest.
Wu Gang covered his injured arm, staring at the direction of the Immortal Gate with resentment, holding a blood-stained jade pendant tightly in his hand...
Wu Gang returned to his residence, covering his injured arm with a look of annoyance on his face.
He threw the blood-stained jade pendant to the ground fiercely, and it shattered, just like his mood at the moment.
"Feng Ziang, He Yushu, just wait for me!" He gritted his teeth, the hatred in his eyes almost turning into reality.
A sinister plan gradually took shape in his mind.
He thought of the dense forest where Feng Ziang often went to collect herbs, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
A few days later, a piece of news spread among the outer disciples of the immortal sect: a rare spiritual herb, the Seven-Star Purple Ganoderma Lucidum, appeared in the dense forest.
It is said that this Ganoderma lucidum is hard to come by once in a hundred years, and taking it can improve your cultivation and strengthen your foundation.
The news spread like wildfire, stirring the hearts of every cultivator who longed to improve their strength.
Feng Ziang was naturally excited when he heard the news.
He is a playful person who loves adventure, and the Seven-Star Purple Ganoderma Lucidum is of great help in helping him break through the bottleneck.
He excitedly told He Yushu the news and prepared to set off excitedly.
He Yushu was not as excited as Feng Ziang. He frowned slightly, feeling that something was fishy about the matter.
"Zi'ang, this is too much of a coincidence. I always feel like something is wrong."
Feng Ziang didn't take it seriously and waved his hands nonchalantly: "What am I afraid of? I'm already in the initial stage of foundation building, so why would I be afraid of any traps?"
Seeing that persuasion had no effect on him, He Yushu sighed inwardly.
He knew Feng Ziang's personality and decided to take advantage of the situation.
"In that case, let's go together."
When Feng Ziang saw He Yushu's agreement, he smiled happily and pulled him into the depths of the dense forest.
He Yushu followed Feng Ziang silently, secretly observing the situation around him, holding a communication talisman tightly in his hand.
Deep in the dense forest, the air was heavy and filled with a strange smell.
Feng Ziang followed the instructions of the rumor and came to a valley.
The valley was filled with spiritual energy, and a purple Ganoderma lucidum was growing in the center, emitting an alluring glow.
Feng Ziang's eyes widened and he couldn't wait to rush over to pick them.
At this moment, He Yushu suddenly grabbed his hand and whispered, "Be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery changed abruptly. The originally peaceful valley instantly turned into a huge cage. Countless golden lights shot out from all directions, trapping Feng Ziang inside.
Wu Gang, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help laughing triumphantly when he saw this: "Feng Ziang, you finally fell into my trap!"
He Yushu looked at the trapped Feng Ziang, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Really?" He slowly raised his hand, and a dazzling light condensed from his fingertips...
When Feng Ziang approached the Seven-Star Purple Ganoderma lucidum in the center of the trap, Wu Gang, who was hiding behind the tree, showed a smug smile on his face, as if he had already seen Feng Ziang struggling painfully while trapped in the formation.
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