Chapter 457: Use your brain when fighting
Lan Ling is not Zhao Yushu, who has so many cards that can make people jealous at any time.
She was only at the fourth level, had only the footwork inherited from her family, and only the skills taught by some famous teachers her father had hired.
None of them can be considered top-notch, so her strength is not top-notch either.
At least in the same fourth level, the second seat old Duan in Wangjiang Tower can beat her. If the third seat student Xiao He were to take her place, the strength would probably be evenly matched.
But if it is a life-and-death battle, it is hard to say for Old Duan, Lan Ling will definitely kill He Yuyao.
It’s simple, their combat IQ is not on the same level.
In all the cooperation with Zhao Yushu, the two of them didn't even need to communicate, as they could always make up for each other's weaknesses at the most critical moments and serve as each other's sword and shield.
Therefore, although the other party is in the sixth level, he is only temporarily promoted to the sixth level, and is insane.
A storage bag on Lan Ling's waist swayed back and forth with her movements. Lan Ling felt relieved. Thanks to someone, she was now the richest person in the Fourth Heaven.
With a bang, the shadow of a bronze bell appeared between the two of them, making a loud noise. Even though Lan Ling was prepared, she was still dazzled.
The Red Lotus monk was caught off guard, and the spiritual energy in his body was shaken into chaos. The Mo Dao also deviated slightly, sticking to the corner of Lan Ling's clothes and cutting the bluestone floor tile into two smooth halves.
Under normal circumstances, Lan Ling would have used the ice spike to stab the opponent's open ribs. Even if the fourth level heaven had used all its strength, it might not be impossible to break the temporary sixth level heaven's defense.
However, that is just not necessarily the case.
It would be fine if there were no other means, but if you still take risks in this critical moment, then you can't talk about your combat intelligence.
Then a miniature arrow appeared at Lan Ling's fingertips, and with a light flick of her finger, the arrow flew away.
The Red Lotus monk held the Mo Dao in the same position, and a hint of crimson slowly spread from the red robe on his chest.
Lan Ling let out a long sigh. Continuously activating two mysterious treasures consumed a lot of her spiritual power. If she still couldn't get it...
If she still can't get it, she has enough remaining spiritual power to activate another one. There are five Xuan-level treasures in her storage bag!
I'll use the money to kill you!
If you are caught off guard and do not have a top-grade protective treasure and are hit directly in the vitals by a purely offensive Xuan-level treasure, there is no other result except death.
Lan Ling pulled out the arrow, looked at the devastated North City, sighed, turned west and galloped away.
Sanniang only has three levels of heaven, and she doesn't have as many treasures as she does. If she happens to meet a madman there, she might not be able to hold on for long.
Lan Ling was not wrong, Sanniang really couldn't hold on.
Her opponent is more troublesome than Lan Ling.
This is a monk.
Monks always have stronger resistance to desire, so this monk did not go on a killing spree like the Red Lotus monk.
He even rescued many monks and mortals who had lost their minds to killing, and treated them equally, whether they were from the Red Lotus Sect or Buddhist monks.
It’s just that his way of rescuing people is a little special. His fists are very big and hard. Every crazy person who gets close to him will be punched directly.
This punch basically hits the head, and the force is very well controlled. No matter how high or low your cultivation level is, after one punch, the person will immediately roll his eyes and lie straight on the ground, still gasping for breath, but it will be a little difficult for him to stand up.
If one punch doesn't work, use two.
Anyone who can control himself and others with just a pair of fists in such a crazy place not only has a high character, but also has high cultivation.
Even if he is only at the fifth level.
Looking at Fang Sanniang in red clothes running towards him, there was a hint of anger in the monk's eyes.
"Amitabha, the Red Lotus Cult's actions are against the harmony of heaven."
Sanniang opened her mouth and wanted to defend herself, but she didn't know the truth and didn't know how to explain.
"Are you here to kill me, benefactor?"
"No, I just want to take control of the situation."
"Humph, benefactor, you didn't come when the chaos started, and you didn't come when the city was broken. Instead, you came with great momentum after the dust settled. What a coincidence."
Sanniang sighed. She was an honest person and couldn't tell a lie even if she wanted to. So she took two steps back. Explanations were useless, so she left early to avoid causing greater conflicts.
"Now that you're here, don't leave yet."
The monk clasped his hands together and said, "You must give an explanation for doing such a thing."
An elephant roar was heard, and the monk's muscles suddenly swelled, and the shadow of a giant blue-black elephant appeared around him.
Sanniang swung her sword across, and the sound of metal clashing hurt her eardrums. Sanniang flew backwards several feet, and the base of her palm holding the sword broke directly.
The monk stretched out a dark blue fist, on which there was still a white mark left by the sword.
The unique skill of Iron Elephant Temple in Shu, the Iron Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.
Sanniang raised her sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth and shook her hands. The opponent had just rushed forward and punched at an extremely fast speed, and had already determined that she was the culprit, so she could not leave.
In this case, let’s have a good meeting with him. If he can’t explain it clearly, let’s fight him first.
It’s just the fifth level, it’s not like I haven’t fought it before.
Sanniang's skirt lifted up, like a blooming red lotus.
The sword was spinning faster and faster, and its power was becoming stronger and stronger.
The hasty attack just now might not have been able to break the defense of Iron Elephant Skill, but what about now?
The monk's eyes were solemn. Although his cultivation in the third heaven was not worth mentioning, the other party was not afraid at all. Judging from the momentum alone, he was not inferior to himself.
And can I accept this red lotus without any harm?
"drink!"
The monk roared, and his arms turned bluer, almost black, while the blue on his body faded.
It was obvious that he concentrated all his strength on his fists, intending to defeat this proud little girl head-on.
The monks of Tiexiang Temple never hide.
Sanniang thought of the sword that Zhao Yushu shot out from his fingertips at the last moment in the granary in Nanyang.
The spinning broadsword and Tiehei's fist collided again.
The broadsword drew a beautiful arc in the sky, and no one knew where it fell.
The force of the knife was much lighter than he had imagined, even weaker than before.
Then a palm was pressed on the monk's stomach, and a hot breath was exhaled fiercely. The monk, who had lost his defense, suddenly widened his eyes and fell to his knees with a thud.
Sanniang heaved a long sigh of relief. At the last moment when the knife and fist were about to collide, she dropped the knife from her hand and successfully diverted the monk's iron fist.
Her cultivation was not enough, and even if the monk did not have much spiritual defense in his belly, it was still impossible for her to kill him with one blow.
She didn't intend to kill him with one blow.
"Master, believe it or not, I need to clean up the situation now. Are you willing to help me?"
The monk raised his head with difficulty and looked into Sanniang's clear eyes. While he was hesitating, Sanniang suddenly turned back.
In the northeast direction, above the Holy Red Lotus Temple, a huge red lotus emerged in the air and then smashed down fiercely.