Chapter 93 Why is it you?

Chapter 93 Why is it you?

There is someone in the dilapidated temple!

The female cultivator, who had been chased in the rain for half the night by a group of bloodthirsty hunters, finally found a place that looked safe. As soon as she rushed in, she found someone sitting inside in the dark, waiting for her?

The female cultivator had no time to think, she crossed her Emei spears and suddenly moved forward, and a cross of sword light flashed away.

Bang! Sparks flew!

The horizontal sword drew a crescent moon from bottom to top and touched the sword light. The sparks and the sword light shattered together. The next moment, the female cultivator's eyes blurred and the outline turned into a residual image and disappeared from her sight.

What a fast sword light!

What a fast movement!

The same thought came to both of their minds at the same time, but they did not stop moving.

The female cultivator landed on the ground, propped herself up on one foot and spun her whole body in the air. She pointed the Emei Spear in her right hand precisely to the right to block the horizontal sword that was coming at her. The Emei Spear in her left hand suddenly flew out of her hand and shot out.

Dong, the Emei spike was nailed on the incense table that had long been rotten. The female cultivator stood there, feeling cold all over, not daring to move.

A heart-pounding sharp edge pierced through her sea of ​​consciousness from the back of her heart. She had a feeling that if she dared to act rashly at this moment, she would surely die.

Although he was not mentally prepared when he rushed into the ruined temple, he should have no problem dealing with it. Moreover, the opponent's cultivation was lower than his, and he could easily block his full-strength slash with his sword. But how did this person disappear and appear behind him in the end? Is there really such a fast footwork?

Zhao Yushu endured the severe pain in his left shoulder and held Madam Xu. Who was this person? He attacked her without even saying hello. Although he wanted to attack her the moment he saw her rushing in, his cultivation level was not as good as hers, and he was not as fast as her...

Fortunately, his Shadow Steps were almost invincible in the dark, and Fleeting Lights and Shadows were also powerful weapons in night battles. Even if his realm was lower than his, the opponent was still suppressed by him.

It's a pity that I never had the chance to practice Tiancansi Chengying properly, otherwise I would be able to fight him on equal terms without even using the Shadow Step.

"The mountain god's men?" Zhao Yushu was thinking whether he should cut off one of the other party's arms first. When he was thinking about which one to cut off, he casually asked for information.

"Hmm?" The female cultivator was stunned and felt that the voice seemed a little familiar.

"I'm asking you a question, what are you talking about?" Oh, it's a woman. It was so dark just now that I couldn't tell.

Boom! Another thunderclap, the lightning illuminated the entire ruined temple. The female cultivator turned around and said, "Master Zhao!"

"Lan Ling?" Old Zhao's hand trembled, and he subconsciously put Madam Xu away. Fortunately, the lightning lasted only for a moment, and Lan Ling's attention was all on his handsome face, and he didn't notice Madam Xu at all.

"Why is it you?" they both said in unison;

"Why are you here?" they asked in unison again.

Zhao Yushu opened his mouth, seriously suspecting that as soon as he opened his mouth, both of them would speak at the same time: You speak first.

So he decided not to speak and stretched out his hand to signal Lan Ling to speak first.

"There's a group of hunters following me. I don't know what's controlling them. They've become bloodthirsty, and their abilities are constantly increasing. We have to find a way to hide."

Bloodthirsty, their cultivation is constantly increasing, it sounds familiar; Lao Zhao looked back at the witch who was paralyzed on the ground by him, and thought for a moment: "According to what you said, this group of people's cultivation is constantly increasing, then we can't escape from this mountain. I have a risky idea, I wonder if Miss Lan dares to try it?"

Lan Ling followed his gaze and saw the dark shadow on the ground: "What is this?"

"The witch who led the sacrifice, it's a long story, but she behaved the same way as the hunters you mentioned."

"Since there is no better way now, just follow Mr. Zhao's instructions."

Zhao Yushu nodded. He could hear faint roars in the distance, so he did not hesitate any longer. He walked back to the half-room where the rain did not leak, picked up the sword, and silently practiced the method that Bujie had taught him, drawing a fiery red, not-so-round circle on the ground.

"Mr. Zhao, what are you doing?" Lan Ling was a little confused.

"A method taught by a friend may be useful."

"perhaps?"

"Well, if it doesn't work, let's keep running." Lao Zhao smiled slightly, sat down on the spot, and asked with a grin: "Do you have any medicine for injuries?"

On the other side of Jiufeng Mountain, the brothers Zhang Chun and Zhang Yuan were running wildly in the mountains and forests side by side with spiritual light shining all around them.

It is not easy to find a target in the dark forest on a rainy night, otherwise Zhao Yushu would not have spent so much effort.

But if the goal is clear, many obstacles that are as difficult as natural chasms for mortals are just a matter of spiritual power consumption for cultivators.

And Zhang Yuan's divine eyes can clearly find the target.

"Brother, the spiritual power of this mountain is very strange, very complicated, and very violent," Zhang Yuan hesitated, not knowing how to put it.

"Irritable? How can a mountain be irritable?"

"That's right. In ordinary mountains, as long as there are no disasters, the spiritual energy I see is always peaceful, no matter how much it is. But in this mountain in my eyes, the spiritual energy is constantly surging."

Zhang Chun was stunned for a moment, and then he carefully understood what his brother meant: "Can you still find the fluctuation you saw before?"

"I can't see it, but there are several spiritual energies heading in one direction. If there is something, it must be in this direction!"

"go!"

The two of them immediately accelerated and rushed quickly in the direction Zhang Yuan saw, and this direction was where the ancient mountain temple was located.

At this time, Zhao Yushu and Lan Ling were staring with wide eyes at several red-eyed hunters around them who were searching everywhere, but they never got close to the fiery red circle. After searching for a long time and finding nothing, they left the ruined temple in confusion and scattered to who knows where.

Lao Zhao and Lan Ling both breathed a sigh of relief. A piece of Lao Zhao's left sleeve was torn off and used as a bandage around his left shoulder. Although the sleeve was not very clean, fortunately he had spiritual power, so he was not too worried about the infection from his previous life.

The medicine Lan Ling carried with her was very effective. After only half an hour, her left shoulder didn't hurt much as long as she didn't move.

"Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect this circle to be so wonderful." Lan Ling was sitting on the ground, her clothes were a little dirty, but she didn't seem to care. Instead, she stretched out her finger as if she wanted to poke the circle.

"It's mainly to emit some aura that wild animals don't like, and at the same time to isolate the effect of spiritual power. The principle is simple and easy to learn, but the effect is really good, especially when camping outdoors. If you want to learn, I can teach you. My friend won't mind."

Lan Ling shook her head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, but I don't like learning things. It's tiring and troublesome."

"Indeed, I don't like studying either. I barely attended classes for a single day after entering the academy. The only time I wrote was when I was punished to copy the academy rules more than a dozen times..."

Lan Ling couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. Zhao is really an interesting person. If we can find a clean wine shop and get a pot of good wine from Mr. Zhao's hometown, it would be perfect. But in this situation, what do you think?"

"Well, I do have some ideas, but I still have one question to ask, Miss Lan, why are you here?"