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If the fourth-rank warrior is close, it is not difficult to kill other systems of the same level in seconds, and a set of take-away operations can be achieved.
The ability of a fourth-rank martial artist to have such strength depends on two conditions: Huajin and "intelligence".
A martial artist in the Huajin stage is the pinnacle of personal body skills. Not to mention Li Miaozhen, even Xu Qi'an, who is also a martial artist, will probably be beaten when encountering a Huajin warrior.
Not to mention the four grades of cultivating "intention".
Of course, one is the saint of Tianzong, and the other is a big silver gong. Both of them have backhands and the means of suppressing the bottom of the box. It's just that now is not the time to fight to the death.
A fourth-rank martial artist will be unkillable for a while. Once entangled by the other party, the three of them will not be able to leave. At that time, other spies and officers and soldiers will rush in, and they will not be able to escape.
Xu Qi'an cannot reveal his identity, neither the Confucian scroll nor the golden body can be used, so he cannot be close to the fourth rank.
"Phew!"
Li Miaozhen drew Gao Fei's sword and rushed straight to the sky, avoiding the turning arrow.
Below, a figure leaped up to the ridge of the roof, running and leaping wildly on the roofs of the residential buildings, chasing the flying sword. " arrows.
Li Miaozhen, who was soaring upwards, was forced down by two arrows. Just as he got rid of the arrows above his head, he suddenly heard bursts of arrows bursting from below, and several arrows shot towards him.
The man in black robe who was soaring on the ridge of the roof shot a total of thirteen arrows. These sharp arrows were like flying swords, attacking Xu Qi'an and the others from different angles, which contained the true meaning of never giving up until they hit the enemy.
Li Miaozhen is like the old Siji, controlling the flying sword to drift, turn, and circledodging arrows flexibly.
But as the black-robed man shot more and more arrows, the three of them were trapped in a large formation made of arrows.
? Catch the shrimp, catch the shrimp Xu Qi'an applauded Li Miaozhen's driving skills, while thinking about how to get rid of the tracking on the ground.
Confucian magic books can¡¯t be used, monks can¡¯t use Shenshu, and I don¡¯t know how many people are staring at me I can¡¯t use Vajra Magic, which will expose my identity, and the same is true for Heaven and Earth Slash
It was only then that Xu Qi'an realized that what he had learned was still a little less, not fancy enough.
"Wait, just because you can't cast Confucian spells doesn't mean you can't use magic books" He had a flash of inspiration.
In a flash of thought, he saw the building under the feet of the man in black collapse suddenly. He leaped up and flew to a certain height in the air. Seeing that he was about to exhaust himself, an arrow flew to his feet.
Just like this, he stepped on the arrows one by one, and kept rising into the air. But in the process, he still kept shooting arrows, not giving Li Miaozhen a chance to breathe.
This should be the pinnacle of the fourth rank Xu Qi'an frowned.
A talisman slipped out of Li Miaozhen's cuff, stood on his lips, muttered something, and then shook his hand violently.
The talisman burned in the air, and the flame expanded with a "huh", turning into a huge fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters, like a sun.
The raging fire illuminated the city below, making people mistakenly think that the day had come early.
Xu Qi'an smelled a burning smell, turned his head and saw that Zhao Jin's eyelashes were gone, and his hair was curly and withered.
My eyelashes must be gone tooWhat's wrong with my hair, the whole world is targeting my hairThinking of my current green hair, and just leaving him With the eyelashes gone, Xu Qi'an felt a burst of sadness.
Li Miaozhen danced wildly with her hair stretched out with one hand, and gave a fierce push.
The fireball hit the man in black like a meteorite.
The man in black moved horizontally in mid-air, stepping on arrows one after another, avoiding the fireball, allowing it to fall, allowing it to harm the people in the city, and did not intend to stop it.
Li Miaozhen frowned, and suddenly clenched her open palm.
Boom!
The flames exploded in the air, like grand fireworks, clusters of flowing fire exploded in a circular shape, and were extinguished before they hit the ground.
Seizing this opportunity, the man in black stepped on the arrow and walked in the air, quickly closing the distance between the two sides.
Once he is allowed to get close, he is sure to injure Li Miaozhen quickly, and even knock her down from the sky at worst. What Li Miaozhen can do is either leave the two companions behind and escape alone, or become a trapped beast together with the companions.
Facing the menacing black-robed man, Li Miaozhen stood firm and unafraid, her pretty face was as calm as a landslide in front of her, she pointed her sword at the sky, and said in a low voice:
"Forgiveness!"
Boom!
The sky was dark clouds rolling, thunder was loud, and a dazzling lightning bolt suddenly fell from the turbulent black clouds.
Lightning?You should know that the imperial court sent a mission to investigate the case. "Xu Qi'an tentatively said.
"We heard from Zhao Jin that he would send letters back regularly. But we dare not go to the mission, for fear of being silenced. The king of Zhenbei can even slaughter a city, let alone the mission." Carrying an ox horn bow Li Han was filled with righteous indignation.
"I am the organizer." Xu Qi'an emphasized his identity.
Everyone was happy, the capital was thousands of miles away from Chuzhou, but they knew Xu Yinluo's prestige like thunder.
Xu Yinluo became famous for cracking a number of strange cases and the Buddhist fighting event. Xu Yinluo is not in Chuzhou, but there are legends about him in Chuzhou.
Zheng Xinghuai got up, straightened his clothes, bowed and said: "Please Xu Yinluo be the master for the people of Chuzhou."
Xu Qi'an did not respond, but asked instead: "What does Mr. Zheng think about the current situation in Chuzhou? According to what you said, since Chuzhou has already slaughtered the city, how can it be the scene of singing and dancing?"
Zheng Xinghuai's face froze, and he said dejectedly: "This officer is also terrified, puzzled."
Shentu Baili and the others showed the same confused expressions.
Xu Qi'an looked at Li Miaozhen, and said via voice transmission: "I have seen it with the qi-watching technique, and I am not lying. However, this is contrary to reality. Apart from the qi-watching technique, what other way do you have to identify lies?"
The vulgar warrior has no choice but to turn to the flamboyant female Taoist nun for help.
Li Miaozhen pondered for a moment, and responded via voice transmission: "There is a spell called empathy, which can temporarily fuse the souls of both parties, and exchange memories. I don't know if you have heard of it."
Empathy?
Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but recall that when he bought the house that day, with the help of Caiwei, he sympathized with the female ghost in the well, and saw how the Minister of the Qi Party's Ministry of War colluded with the Witch God.
At that time, from a first-person perspective, he was in and out countless times by the wizard named Tamraha.
Although it didn't feel real, like watching a first-person movie, it still caused a huge psychological shadow.
?This won¡¯t work, I¡¯m full of secrets, once I empathize, I¡¯ll have to kill them before Zhenbei King¡¯s secret agents come to find them Xu Qi¡¯an voice transmission said:
"Is there a way to unilaterally empathize, I don't want my memory to be prying into others."
Li Miaozhen smiled, and confidently said: "Of course."
Xu Qi'an took a deep breath, then let me see the scene of massacre that day.
"Master Zheng, we want to take a look at the scene of the massacre that day. I hope you will cooperate." After Xu Qi'an finished speaking, he looked at Li Miaozhen.
The saint of Tianzong added: "Close your eyes and recall the details of the massacre that day."
Zheng Xinghuai nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and recalled the bloody and cruel night that made him wake up often.
Three talismans slipped out of Li Miaozhen's sleeves, and they were respectively pasted on the foreheads of himself, Xu Qi'an and Zheng Xinghuai. Then, she pressed Xu Qi'an's shoulder and jumped forward.
Xu Qi'an felt himself jumping up, looked down, and was surprised to find that he and Li Miaozhen were still in place.
The primordial spirit is out of the body? Before he had time to ask carefully, he felt that the talisman on Zheng Xinghuai's forehead produced a huge suction force and turned into a vortex, swallowing him and Li Miaozhen. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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