Chapter 184: Battle of Golden Elixir

"Okay, I'll deal with the guy with the black knife!" Xiaopang immediately agreed, and then rushed up with the big bronze bell.

Xiaopang chose this man because his black knife was powerful and fierce, and he was very difficult to deal with because of his offensive and defensive capabilities. His big bronze bell could restrain this man. Even if he couldn't win, he could at least protect himself.

The green dragon magic weapon of the green monk took a flexible and changeable route. Xiaopang's big bronze bell rotated slowly, which was not conducive to defense. The opponent's defense was also slightly weak, which was just enough for the two women to attack.

Shui Jing and Hong Ying also saw Xiaopang's intention. Seeing that Xiaopang had already made a move, they immediately attacked another green monk. A big battle started.

Xiaopang was the first to make a move. He shrank the big bronze bell to a height of about ten feet and floated it in front of him. Then he flicked his right hand, and a gray talisman shot out and hit the big bronze bell directly. Then, the big bronze bell rang loudly. The bell rang very abruptly, just like a thunderclap in a clear sky, and the thin man in black on the opposite side was shocked on the spot. This is the Soul-Shocking Bell in the Seven Emotions Bell, a skill that Xiaopang learned after building his foundation.

After the guy on the opposite side was stunned, Xiaopang would not be polite to him. He waved his big hand, and the Five Elements Spirit Sword flew out together, and then lined up in a row in the order of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Five sword lights more than ten feet long, and then slashed at him fiercely.

However, it was obviously difficult to kill the Jindan cultivator with such a blow. When Xiaopang's flying sword slashed over, he woke up and hurriedly danced the black sword into a series of black walls, blocking Xiaopang's attack abruptly, and relying on the mana that was much stronger than Xiaopang, he broke it away. In this way, Xiaopang's flying sword flew back, giving the kid a chance. As a veteran of many battles, he would not let it go easily. He then swung his sword and attacked Xiao Pang fiercely.

But at this moment, Xiao Pang calmly bent his fingers again, and a gray spirit talisman hit the big bronze bell, and then another bell sounded. This time the bell sounded different from the last time. It was magnificent and full of joy. After hearing it, the black-robed monk on the opposite side immediately showed a deep joy on his face, as if he was immersed in some great joy, so that he forgot to attack.

And just in such a moment of distraction, Xiao Pang gathered up the flying Five Elements Spirit Sword, and then waved his hand and chopped it again fiercely. When the opponent reacted, the sword light of the Five Elements Spirit Sword had already chopped on his head.

This made the black-robed monk very angry, but it was useless to be angry. He had to forcibly withdraw the attack he was about to launch, and turned to defense to resist Xiao Pang's attack again.

But then, Xiaopang rang the bell again, and the bell sounded with a strong sense of sadness, which made the monk on the opposite side burst into tears and forgot to fight back again. But Xiaopang took the opportunity to reorganize his offensive and commanded the Five Elements Spirit Sword to kill again.

In this way, Xiaopang used the interference of the Seven Emotions Bell of the big bronze bell to continuously interrupt the opponent's counterattack, thus forming a continuous suppression, so that the dignified Jindan monk could only passively take the beating, but had no way to do anything. What made him most depressed was that Xiaopang's bell sound seemed to have magic power, and he would cry if he wanted to cry, and laugh if he wanted to laugh, making him like an idiot.

After all, he was more than a hundred years old. How could he cry and laugh in front of so many people? He was so angry that he couldn't help but scream, but he couldn't do anything to Xiaopang.

While Xiaopang was entangled with the thin monk, Hongying and Shuijing also forced the other green monk into a desperate situation. Facing the all-pervading Great World Money and the world's fastest Fengming Knife, a third-grade vine magic weapon was obviously not enough. Although the green-clothed monk tried his best to defend, turning the vines into a green dragon several dozen feet long that circled around him, he still couldn't completely block the all-pervading Great World Money and Fengming Knife.

The golden light transformed by the Fengming Knife was like a beautiful phoenix, constantly harassing the opponent's periphery, and hitting the opponent hard whenever there was a chance. The Great World Money was like a worm on the tarsal bone, actually drilling around the body of the green dragon, directly bypassing the dragon and threatening the safety of the green-clothed monk himself. He was forced to summon a shield-shaped top-grade magic weapon to resist again.

If it were under normal circumstances, this person would be a golden elixir after all, and under the protection of magic weapons and magic weapons, he could still barely deal with the two women. Even if he was at a disadvantage, he would not be defeated in a moment.

But the problem now is that in addition to the threats from the two women, Xiaopang's bell also caused great interference to him. Although Xiaopang did not specifically target him, once his Seven Emotions Bell rang, the sound shook dozens of miles, and everyone within this range would be affected, and the closer the distance, the greater the impact. And he was only two or three miles away from Xiaopang, so he would naturally be affected. Even if the impact was not as great as that of another cultivator, he could not stand the constant loss of consciousness. Especially since the opponent was Shui Jing, who was good at calculating. She seemed to have been able to calculate in advance when the bell would ring, and always hit him at the most appropriate time. Over time, Hongying gradually adapted to the frequency of the bell and followed Shui Jing to make trouble.

Under the two of them's successive attacks, the mighty dragon was constantly attacked. As the wounds gradually increased, the dragon gradually showed its decline, and the loopholes in its defense became larger and larger.

Finally, after a few minutes, Shui Jing seized an opportunity and used six Great World Gold Money to shake the dragon's body apart, thus opening a gap in the opponent's defense. Seeing this, Hong Ying didn't need to be reminded at all. The Fengming Knife made a clear sound and then turned into a golden light and flashed through the gap opened by the Great World Gold Money.

The green monk was shocked to see this and hurriedly sacrificed the shield magic weapon, turning it into a several-foot high wall to resist. Unfortunately, this thing was barely enough to block a single Great World Gold Money, but it was slightly less powerful against the spiritual energy of the Fengming Knife, which was specifically designed to kill. Everyone saw a flash of golden light, and the shield was cut in half on the spot, and then the Fengming Knife continued to move forward and slashed directly at the green monk himself.

The green monk was frightened and hurriedly dodged sideways. Fortunately, the Fengming Sword was blocked by his own body-protecting divine light at the last moment, so after breaking the body-protecting divine light, it did not kill him directly, but only cut off one of his arms.

Of course, cutting off a hand for no reason is definitely a serious injury. The green-clothed monk screamed in pain, and then quickly sacrificed several magic weapons in succession to cover the rear, while he himself rushed towards another monk under the protection of the magic dragon.

While rushing, he also shouted: "Brother, these juniors are really difficult to deal with, let's run away together!"

The thin monk in black was shocked to see his junior brother being injured, and immediately had the intention to retreat. So he immediately responded loudly: "Okay, let's spare these juniors today and deal with them another day!" As he said, he also defended and moved closer to the green-clothed monk.

Seeing this, Xiaopang and the other two were immediately anxious. They all knew that once the two joined forces, the two magic weapons would take turns to defend, and it would be difficult for the three of them to deal with them. Therefore, Xiaopang and the others immediately had a killing intent.

Shui Jing then shouted: "Brother, kill the one with the broken arm first!"

"Understood!" Xiaopang immediately agreed, and then swung his hands one after another. The Five Elements Spirit Sword turned into five streams of light, fiercely slashing at the thin monk in black, intending to temporarily entangle him.

At the same time, Xiaopang swung the big bronze bell, aiming the bell mouth at the green monk who was flying over, and then fiercely slapped out a gray spirit talisman. Then, everyone saw the bell mouth of the big bronze bell suddenly shook, and with a loud sound that shook the earth, a terrifying sound wave visible to the naked eye gushed out, with an overwhelming momentum, directly hitting the green monk who was flying over!

Since Xiaopang was promoted to the foundation-building stage, the power of the spirit talismans he sent out has increased several times, and the power of the bell sound of the big bronze bell has also increased several times. After this attack, the green monk was like being hit by a tsunami. The injured green dragon collapsed instantly and turned into a vine. He was also beaten and vomited blood and flew away.

Seeing this, Hong Ying and Shui Jing naturally would not miss this opportunity. The Great World Gold and Fengming Knife attacked together. The opponent's few remaining magic weapons were instantly chopped into pieces, and the last body protection divine light could not stop the attack of the two spiritual treasures. He only had time to scream before he was dismembered on the spot by several golden lights.

After killing, Hong Ying took advantage of the high speed of the Fengming Knife and appeared on the battlefield in an instant. With a flash of the knife, he collected all the opponent's green vine magic weapon and storage bag on his body.

Seeing that his junior brother was killed instantly by the opponent in just a few moments, the thin black monk was shocked. He was the only one left now, how could he dare to fight against the three little fat guys? So he turned around in a hurry and fled in one direction.

Xiaopang and his two companions finally killed one, so how could they bear to let this big fish escape so easily? Therefore, the three of them chose to chase him without even discussing it.

Although the black-clothed monk was powerful and had a magic weapon to travel with, he really didn't have much advantage in terms of flying speed.

Hongying had the fastest Fengming Knife in the world, so he could easily catch up with him. Xiaopang's Five Elements Spirit Sword was of extremely high grade, much stronger than the opponent's black knife. Even if it was not as strong, it also had the magic weapon's light, and its speed was not behind. As for Shuijing, Xuantian Turtle Shell also had the ability to fly. Although it was far inferior to the Fengming Knife, it was a spiritual treasure after all, and its speed was at least not worse than Xiaopang's Five Elements Spirit Sword.

In this way, Xiaopang and Shuijing could keep up with him, but Hongying was faster than him. Under Hongying's interference, this guy was entangled by Xiaopang and his two companions and couldn't get rid of it at all.

At this time, Xiaopang and the other two were all very angry. They had only wanted to sneak out to find the remains of their ancestors, but they were interrupted by these guys. Not only did they not find the remains, but they almost died. If it weren't for Xiaopang's clever trick to trick the old man surnamed Feng away, the three of them would have been in danger today. Now that the three of them have finally turned the tables, how can they not be angry? So after they caught up with this person, they chased him relentlessly. They were determined not to stop until they killed this person.

In this situation, the black-clothed monk was chased by the three people and had no way to go up to the sky or enter the earth. He wanted to fight back but didn't have the courage to do so. He was so depressed.

In the end, he just had to fight with Xiaopang and the other two. Anyway, during the mad rush, Xiaopang and the others who could not form a siege could not cause him too much trouble. Guang Hongying alone could not do anything to him.

As long as he continued to fly, as a Jindan monk, he had strong mana and a long flying distance, so he naturally had the advantage. In his mind, as long as the three people behind him got tired of flying, they would naturally stop.

But he never expected that the five elements essence water in Xiaopang's hand could be used for bathing and making tea. With this thing to replenish mana, they are not afraid of consumption. In the end, the opponent's mana must be exhausted, so they stop first. It will be easier to clean up at that time.

In this case, the four people with their own ulterior motives started a long race, which lasted for several hours and covered tens of thousands of miles.

As they ran, the black-clothed monk realized that something was wrong. Why did he get more and more tired, but the three guys behind him were getting more and more energetic? It is said that the foundation-building monks should stop after flying tens of thousands of miles. But they are fine, looking like nothing happened, and they didn't even sweat much? What's going on?

Just when this person was wondering, two lights and shadows suddenly appeared in the distance, and it was obvious that two people were flying towards them. Judging from the speed, they were obviously Yuanying-level monks.

The four people who were chasing the escaped didn't know whether the person was a friend or an enemy, and they all slowed down their speed. At this moment, the two Yuanying monks had already arrived in front of them. Because the speed of the Yuanying monks was too fast, everyone couldn't even see their figures clearly. They only saw a flash of red light, and one of the Yuanying monks came in front of the night monk, and several sharp sword lights flashed. The black sword magic weapon in front of the black monk was instantly chopped into several pieces, and his people were bullied by the other party and slapped away with a slap. The strength of the Yuanying monk was naturally not to be underestimated, and he pulled out a row of the other party's teeth in one go.

Poor black monk, a dignified Jindan master, was first chased for tens of thousands of miles by three juniors like a dead dog, and then was slapped away by a Yuanying monk. Endless shame and anger, coupled with the injury of the slap, made him faint on the spot.

(To be continued)