Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Senior brother, it's this boy who stole the Pei Yuan Pill you want!" The handyman disciple didn't answer, pointed at Su Twelve, and immediately turned to the boy carrying the sword and said.

"Boy, are you crazy! Do you even dare to snatch the pills I ordered?" The sword-carrying young man stared at Su Twelve arrogantly.

In his eyes, this was just a Qi Refiner at the first level of the Qi Refining Stage, and a newcomer who had only joined the sect for half a year.

He didn't think that the person in front of him could be his opponent.

Not only him, but also the handyman disciples on the side had the same idea.

"What does the pill you ordered have to do with me? I'm just taking what I deserve!" Su Twelve said coldly, secretly wary in his heart.

As soon as these two people appeared, he knew that things would not go well today.

Fortunately, although the spiritual power of the boy carrying the sword was not weak, it was not so strong that he was invincible.

Thinking back on his gains from practicing during this period, he felt that he was not without the strength to fight.

Besides, this is your own territory. If that doesn't work, there are other ways.

"Deserve it? Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you! If you know better, take out the elixir, kneel down and call me grandpa three times, this matter will be wiped out." The boy carrying the sword snorted coldly and said with a arrogant look on his face.

Before coming, he had already made it clear that the person in front of him was just a small character with mixed spiritual roots and a helpless person in the sect.

Otherwise, if it were other disciples, even if he wanted to take action, he would not be so arrogant.

"you wanna die!"

When Su Twelve heard this, his blood immediately rushed to his head, and his anger suddenly started to burn.

With an angry shout, he rushed towards the opponent with great anger.

"You're here just in time, boy, you've fallen into the trap!" The sword-carrying boy raised half of his mouth, revealing an evil smile.

"Fire control! Quick!"

The young man with the sword on his back looked calm and raised his hand to fire a fireball.

It seemed that he had gone there with the purpose of irritating Su Twelve from the beginning.

When facing a duel, the most important thing to avoid is impatience.

This fireball was fast and fierce, heading straight towards Su Twelve.

If it were anyone else, it would be impossible to dodge at such a close distance.

But Su Twelve had just mastered two martial arts, and felt the high temperature emanating from the fireball, and his heart instantly calmed down.

He tapped his toes on the ground, and at the moment the fireball flew towards him, he jumped several meters to one side.

While dodging the fireball, he rushed forward, and in an instant he was in front of the boy carrying the sword. The palm contained strength, and he slapped it hard.

"What?!"

"Musha?"

The young man carrying the sword and the handyman disciple exclaimed at the same time, being shocked by Su Twelve's operation.

"Wind Breathing Technique! Go!"

Compared to this handyman disciple, the young man with the sword obviously has rich combat experience.

At the critical moment, his body quickly retreated, and at the same time he formed seals with his hands, a strong gust of wind blew towards Su Twelve.

This wind was strange and fast, and it was much more powerful than the wind-calling technique that Su Twelve used with all his strength.

The strong wind blew, and Su Twelve's body tilted, and the attack naturally failed.

"Boy, you have learned a few mediocre kung fu skills, but you still dare to show your shame in front of me. Today, I will let you know what it means to be at the first level of the realm and the level of the mountain!"

"Control fire! Breathe wind!"

He formed a seal with his hands again, and this time, three fireballs appeared in his palms.

As soon as the fireball was released, the boy with the sword on his back issued another wind-calling technique.

With the support of the strong wind, the three fireballs burned and rushed towards Su Twelve with lightning speed.

Su Twelve did not dare to be careless. He stepped on the magic step and swayed left and right in the air, barely avoiding the opponent's fireball attack.

At the same time, he was secretly scared. If he hadn't mastered those two skills, he would have been seriously injured if he faced this attack from the other party.

"Is this person so powerful at the second level of Qi refining stage?"

"But...he uses so many spells at once, can his true energy still hold up?"

While dodging, Su Twelve kept paying attention to the situation of the boy carrying the sword.

As he expected.

After unleashing so many spells at once, the boy carrying the sword clearly showed signs of physical exhaustion.

"How is it possible that you can escape such an attack from me?!" Panting heavily, the young man with the sword on his back looked ugly, and his body was slowly retreating.

It looked like he was losing the battle and planning to run away.

On the side, the handyman disciple was so frightened that his legs were weak and he was moaning in his heart.

No, senior brother Zhao Yu is at the second level of Qi refining stage. Not this boy's opponent?

"Baji collapses the mountain!"

Su Twelve seized the opportunity, shouted in a deep voice, and used the Shadowless Phantom Step to the extreme at this moment.

Veins popped out all over his body, like cannonballs, and he rushed towards the young man carrying the sword.

Clench your fists tightly and use the killer move of Bagua Bajiquan!

At the critical moment, the young man with the sword suddenly smiled, as if his conspiracy had succeeded.

"Hmph! If you dare to get close to me, you're dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy carrying the sword suddenly grasped the sword behind his back. After practicing for many years, he is not a reckless person.

It seems like a mindless squandering of the true energy in the body, just to make the opponent relax his vigilance.

"Qiang!"

There was a sharp sound, and Su Twelve saw a dazzling light flash before his eyes. In an instant, the hair on his back stood on end, and a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.

Fortunately, he was prepared for it, and the moment he saw the white light light up, he had already applied the wind-breathing technique to himself.

He tapped his toes on the ground, and the strong wind blew his body upwards.

The rabbit flew up and the falcon fell, and landed on the wall beside it. As soon as he landed, he saw a sword flash across, cutting a long and narrow crack on the ground.

Su Twelve's pupils shrank, secretly glad that he was cautious.

If he hadn't dodged in time, this move would have killed him and his limbs would have been cut off.

After the sword was struck, the young man carrying the sword turned obviously pale.

Holding a two-foot long sword, he stared at Su Twelve, his expression calm on the surface, but actually he was inexplicably horrified in his heart.

"How

Is it possible? What method is this? You actually escaped my fatal blow? "

"Damn it! Is this kid really just a newcomer?"

He used these methods to defeat many other opponents, even those at the third level of Qi refining stage, but they did not benefit from him.

But today, it was crushed in the hands of a little kid.

On the courtyard wall, Su Twelve could tell at a glance that the sword in the opponent's hand was extraordinary, which made him quite afraid.

But he knew very well that his cultivation was not as good as his opponent, and the true energy in his body could only support three spells at most. The spelling method has no chance of winning.

Gritting his teeth, he jumped up and approached the opponent again.

"court death!"

The boy carrying the sword relied on the sword in his hand without any fear. Under the stimulation of his true energy, another sword energy surged out.

But the next second, a gust of wind blew. Su Twelve took advantage of the wind to move forward, accelerated suddenly, and fell behind him.

"boom!"

A fireball was slapped on his back by Su Twelve.

The scorching heat directly burned his back. And the terrifying force even knocked him away.

"puff!"

As soon as he landed on the ground, the young man with the sword on his back vomited blood and looked seriously injured. The sword in his hand also fell aside.

Su Twelve picked up the sword with quick eyes and quick hands. As soon as I got the sword, I felt the difference of this sword more and more.

But right now, he had no time to think too much. With a cold light flashing in his eyes, he raised his sword and stabbed at the opponent.

Although he has never killed anyone, he has already developed a ferocious nature by fighting against all kinds of beasts and monsters in the past six months.

The other party showed no mercy, and he didn't need to show any mercy.

The sword light struck, and the young man carrying the sword's pupils shrank, and his eyes were about to burst.

"Boy, I will settle this account with you sooner or later!"

As he spoke, the young man with the sword on his back gritted his teeth and took out an earth-yellow talisman in his hand, which was a first-level light-escape talisman.

True energy was injected into it, and an earthy yellow light enveloped him.

Before Su Twelve could react, an earthy yellow light flashed, and the young man carrying the sword had disappeared.