CH 142

The evil spirit is still lingering!

Hong Qing directly hid on the route Mi Xiaojing took home, waiting for an opportunity to ambush him, showing how much he hated Mi Xiaojing.

After several battles, Mi Xiaojing was no longer a rookie in combat. With the combat experience inherited from Wang Weijun, he gradually comprehended and verified it, so his combat power improved by leaps and bounds.

The power of the Thunder Sword pleasantly surprised Mi Xiaojing. It was really powerful. He was not at a disadvantage when fighting against Hong Qing, especially during the attack. The True Words could suppress the opponent's power, allowing the Thunder Sword to fully display its power.

Hong Qing secretly lamented. He originally thought that if Mi Xiaojing didn't have the Green Wood Formation, he could completely suppress Mi Xiaojing within a few moves and then capture him. Unexpectedly, the opponent's flying sword was so sharp. It not only had thunder and lightning, but also some strange golden dots. He didn't know that these were True Words characters.

The sword fight was intense, and what was most annoying was that Mi Xiaojing was still shouting.

It's no wonder Mi Xiaojing was shouting. It was the first time he had a flying sword that he could handle so well. He was really happy, and couldn't help but shout, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Haha! Watch my sword kill!"

Although Hong Qing could withstand it, he felt uneasy. He knew that the elders of the sect attached great importance to Mi Xiaojing. If they knew that he was trying to kill Mi Xiaojing, there would probably be no elder who would spare him.

Don't be fooled by Mi Xiaojing's shouting. In fact, he was a little panicked. He appeared to be excited on the surface, but in reality, he already had the idea of escaping if he couldn't win. The latest and fastest updates, provided for free.

Mi Xiaojing had a lot of talismans in his hand. While using the flying sword to defend, he randomly threw talismans. The defensive ones were slapped on himself, and the offensive ones were thrown out directly, creating a lively scene.

Once a fireball talisman was thrown out, it would cause an explosion. Although it wasn't very loud, if a dozen fireball talismans were thrown out in succession, the noise would be quite loud.

Hong Qing regretted again. He felt like he was being burned.

"Kid! If you have the ability, fight properly! Stop shouting like a ghost!"

"Spit! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Suddenly, Hong Qing felt something was wrong. Every word Mi Xiaojing said seemed to be a huge hammer smashing into his soul.

This was a True Words attack!

Mi Xiaojing realized that as long as he used True Words to attack, the opponent's offensive momentum would slow down, and he could barely support himself.

The Thunder Sword itself was stronger than Hong Qing's magical sword, and not just a little stronger. In addition to the True Words attack and the continuous throwing of talismans, Hong Qing couldn't control the situation. He was about to go crazy. The most worrying thing was that the noise was too loud. This place was not very remote. If someone passed by, it would be a big trouble.

While fighting, Mi Xiaojing was actually retreating. He didn't want to continue entangling with Hong Qing. He thought about escaping back to the Gathering Spring Hall. Only by activating the Green Wood Formation could he truly kill this guy.

Hong Qing also had the intention to retreat. He really didn't want to be discovered: "Go to hell!" He raised his hand and threw out an ice symbol. The surrounding air seemed to solidify, and countless ice particles instantly formed, making Mi Xiaojing feel stiff all over. In a panic, he quickly cast an incantation. In an instant, countless small arcs burst out from the Thunder Sword, accompanied by the skyrocketing True Words, sweeping away the cold air.

Then Mi Xiaojing realized that Hong Qing had actually escaped. He was also stunned. How did this guy escape?

Mi Xiaojing didn't dare to chase after him either. He knew that his strength was not enough. It was already difficult enough to scare this guy away. He turned around and flew towards the Gathering Spring Hall.

Hong Qing ran away, even though the battle only lasted a few minutes, it felt unbearable to him.

After flying a short distance, Hong Qing landed. He looked a bit frustrated as he watched Mi Xiaojing disappear. This time, he didn't succeed again. Mi Xiaojing's strength had improved a lot, especially his magical sword, which was simply unbelievable.

He had investigated Mi Xiaojing and knew that the little guy was really poor when he first arrived and was just a small evolutionary immortal. In such a short time, he had become so powerful. It was really hard for him to understand.

Hong Qing was still glad that he made a quick decision. Seeing that the ambush failed, he decisively retreated. If they had fought for a few more minutes, it would probably have alerted others. With the eyes of the elders of the sect, they would definitely understand what was going on, and it would be difficult for him to explain.

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He really hated it. Hong Qing realized that he couldn't do anything to Mi Xiaojing. He also felt frustrated. As a cultivator at the Great Perfection stage of Foundation Establishment, he couldn't handle a little guy at the Mid Foundation Establishment stage. It was really annoying.

He wandered on the road step by step, his mind in a mess. At this moment, he took a step and stepped on a piece of withered vine.

Hong Qing didn't pay attention and continued walking forward.

A sudden change occurred. The withered vine seemed to come alive and climbed up Hong Qing's foot.

Hong Qing was shocked and quickly swung his magical sword down. His reaction was already fast, but the withered vine's reaction was even faster. In an instant, the vine climbed all over his body, and the inconspicuous withered vine suddenly emitted a green light.

It directly entangled Hong Qing tightly, and he realized that his body was completely imprisoned by the vines. His heart sank.

"You!"

Chen Shouyi slowly descended from a big tree and said, "I saw through your ambush on Mi Xiaojing. You go explain this to the elders!"

A spell was cast, and the vine immediately tightened around Hong Qing's neck. The magical sword fell to the ground, and Chen Shouyi approached and took it without hesitation. Then he casually took off Hong Qing's storage bag, leaned close to his ear, and whispered in a very soft voice, "You used to call me senior brother, then senior uncle. I know you have always been dissatisfied with me, and I also noticed that there are too many pill masters in the Grass-Benevolence Hall!"

"You!"Chen Shouyi added another magical technique, simultaneously taking out a long, thin needle, and continued to whisper in Hong Qing's ear: "You know, I've been tolerating you for a long time, hehe. If you were to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, I would be in trouble. But now, hehe, hehehe!"

When Hong Qing saw the needle in Chen Shouyi's hand, he couldn't help but be greatly alarmed. He struggled desperately, but the withered vine was a magical treasure of the Foundation Establishment stage, perfect for binding people. With his cultivation level, he was simply powerless to break free.

"Master Uncle, it's my fault, please spare me this time," Hong Qing pleaded, staring in terror at the needle.

The Soul Locking Needle!

Once the needle entered the body, one's cultivation level would be completely locked. At that time, he would be nothing more than an ordinary mortal.

"Do you think I will spare you? Hehe!"

"You, you bastard! You won't die a good death, you..."