Chapter 917 True and False

The opponent's tactical arrangement had already been expected by Xiao Mian.

Since they came in masks, it means that the opponent still has many concerns about the identities of Ji Feifeng and her brother, and they are not trying to kill them.

It's just for the eighth-level spiritual bird...

In this case, if they can capture Ji Feipeng, who is weaker in combat power, first, and then force Ji Feifeng to surrender with Ji Feipeng's safety, that would be the best strategy.

Although Ji Feipeng is a quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator who has condensed his spiritual consciousness, his reputation of being strong on the outside but weak on the inside is well known in Chaoge City.

Therefore, a Jindan top-level cultivator who has not condensed his spiritual consciousness dared to tease him. Of course, he must have something to rely on.

If Ji Feipeng is really here, I'm afraid it's really dangerous...

But now, the one hiding under the bamboo hat is him - Nanyue Xiao Mian!

After bypassing Ji Feifeng, the man flew his hands, and a series of fine and dense dark lights gushed out from his sleeves. The dark lights were much finer than the sword lights, and the number was beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators. In an instant, thousands of them gushed out!

Xiao Mian was shocked when he saw it, but he soon calmed down.

Not to mention this unknown Jindan top-level cultivator, even Jin Weili, the Water Moon Fairy Shui Qianyue, and even the Holy Land heir Wan Xingyun, who were famous in Chu County at the time, all had a set of flying swords, but the number of flying swords was only about a thousand.

How could this man be so virtuous and capable that he could surpass the three people in front so easily?

Obviously, these thousands of dark lights were definitely not flying swords!

Could it be - flying needles! ?

With this thought, Xiao Mian was very calm.

Facing the dark lights that were flooding like locusts, Xiao Mian was unmoved and brazenly released the Sun and Moon Sword that he had been avoiding, and took the other party's head.

Seeing Xiao Mian so arrogant, the man couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

His set of flying needles, called Phantom Locust Needles, is ranked as a mid-level magic weapon. Although each Phantom Locust Needle is only the power of a top-level magic weapon, the number of Phantom Locust Needles is as many as 9,999. Such a huge number of Phantom Locust Needles piled up, the power is amazing.

But this person's divine consciousness is limited, only more than a thousand.

Each divine consciousness is already his limit to control five Phantom Locust Needles. In this way, the Phantom Locust Needles attacking Xiao Mian are as many as 5,000!

What's more, his Phantom Locust Needles also extract a sixth-level poison that is enough to poison Jindan cultivators - the amount of poison carried by each Phantom Locust Needle is not much, but the amount of poison on 5,000 Phantom Locust Needles is enough to poison a Yuanying ancestor!

After the thin Phantom Locust Needles form a big trend, even some quasi-Yuanying cultivators who have condensed their divine consciousness will have no way to avoid and retreat!

Xiao Mian's non-dodge is a way to deal with the Phantom Locust Needles.

However, before the man released the locust needles, he had already held a high-quality Huiyuan Lingdan in his mouth. The medicinal power slowly dissolved, just enough to make up for the loss of true energy.

At the same time, an ancient shield appeared in front of the man...

Obviously, he also guessed that Xiao Mian would take a risk.

But he didn't expect: Xiao Mian's counterattack would be so fierce!

After leaving his hand, the Sun and Moon Swords split into two parts, shaped like scissors, strangling the masked man.

While the masked man was stunned, the shield that he relied on as a great wall was cut in half by the combined attack of the Sun and Moon Swords...

That was a mid-level defensive magic weapon with good appearance!

As soon as the masked man had this idea in his mind, the Sun and Moon Swords were like a sickle that claimed his life, attacking from both sides and cutting off the man's neck alive!

At the same time, the five thousand locust needles had surrounded Xiao Mian.

Although the masked man was dead, the divine consciousness he used to control the locust needles had naturally dissipated, but the true essence he infused into the locust needles still existed.

Due to inertia, the thousands of locust needles attacked Xiao Mian at the same time.

Xiao Mian took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

Suddenly, a slightly golden shadow appeared around Xiao Mian.

Thousands of locust needles pierced into the pale golden shadow at the same time, and the originally swift attack suddenly slowed down, like a feather soaked in water.

After a breath, most of the locust needles stopped attacking.

But there were still hundreds of locust needles rushing forward, and they continued to attack Xiao Mian slowly and firmly.

Seeing this, Xiao Mian was not in a hurry and shouted again.

Incorporating a trace of spirituality into the sound, Xiao Mian's shout was like the roar of a Buddhist lion.

The sound waves spread, and the hundreds of locust needles were like floating catkins in the wind, unable to control themselves.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Mian collected thousands of locust needles.

In just one encounter, the winner was decided, and life and death were determined.

Ji Feifeng and the leader had spiritual awareness, and they were paying close attention to the movements here. When the masked man was beheaded by Xiao Mian, they were already shocked and frightened. Now seeing Xiao Mian collect the locust needles so easily, Ji Feifeng was fine, but the leader screamed and fled...

In this way, the remaining man suffered.

He saw his companions being killed cleanly by Xiao Mian, and he was also terrified. Seeing his own quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator fleeing, he was stunned again.

At this time, a flame shot up into the sky.

Wherever the flame passed, there was blood.

The man was beheaded by Ji Feifeng with a sword, and blood splattered five steps...

At this time, Xiao Mian just took all the things of the masked man into his arms.

After exchanging a glance with Ji Feifeng, the two quickly left this dangerous place.

Although the previous melee between the five people ended at the first touch, the psychic fluctuations caused by the fight between each other - especially the escape of the opponent's quasi-Nascent Soul monk, were enough to attract the attention of many interested people in the Taihang Mountains. If they don't leave at this time, When will it be more?

On a hill, under the Phantom Umbrella, Xiao Mian and Ji Feifeng sat opposite each other.

"Xiao Mian! You are so ruthless, are you planning on me right now?"

"Miss Ji! I see that when you killed that man, you showed no mercy at all! What you were worried about was just that you were afraid that the man who escaped would charge this debt to your younger brother or the Ji family, weren't you?" Pointing out Ji Feifeng's worries, Xiao Mian chuckled calmly: "Since those three people came here masked, it means that they are not strong enough to fight against the Ji family. In other words, even if they believed that the murderer was Ji Feipeng, who was rumored to be a powerful person, they would not dare to take revenge. , at most it’s just to help my brother clear his name!”

"... So, I want to thank you for helping my younger brother to shine?"

"I'm afraid, Miss, you are going to be disappointed!"

"You mean... Oh no! If they suspect that you are not really Ji Feipeng, will they make a dangerous move to cause trouble for my younger brother?"

"This... is hard to say!"

"You! Could it be that you had calculated this a long time ago? Then you ruthlessly killed the masked man with the sword?"

"You're a prize, Miss! Xiao is not blind, he can do calculations! Besides, your younger brother has already gone away, and Chaoge City is only a hundred miles away. If everything goes well, he may have entered Chaoge City and is now in peace. I’m hiding in Ji’s house and having a good time!”

"this……"

Xiao Mian's grab for the prize left Ji Feifeng speechless.

But Ji Feifeng didn't know that Ji Feipeng was being blocked by another "Xiao Mian"...

Ji Feipeng was shocked when he saw the face of the person blocking the road.

But before he could think about it, Xiao Mian on the opposite side had already shot out a sword light.

The sword's light was like lightning, piercing straight towards Ji Feipeng on the opposite side.

In desperation, Ji Feipeng, who was a bachelor, roared, flew out his flying sword, and jumped into the air, trying to avoid Xiao Mian's attack.

The opponent dodged Ji Feipeng's flying sword but did not pursue it.

However, the man's flying sword, after piercing through the shadow left by Ji Feipeng, continued to attack the dense forest behind him.

Wherever the sword light passed, it split the night and illuminated the dense forest.

Ji Feipeng, who was in mid-air, couldn't help but look along the sword light, and was shocked to see another figure suddenly appear in front of the sword light.

While the man couldn't help but fly back, he flung out a flying sword and fought with the sword light that Xiao Mian had flown out before.

At this time, Ji Feipeng still didn't know: Xiao Mian was targeting this enemy hiding in the dark.

Could it be that this person is the stalker who gave me the illusion before?

But shouldn't Xiao Mian be with his eldest sister?

How could it happen again...

Ji Feipeng was puzzled, but he unconsciously raised his figure and looked left and right, trying to take advantage of the opportunity when Xiao Mian was fighting with the man to escape.

He didn't care why Xiao Mian appeared here. As long as he could return to Chaoge City, he could not only ensure his own safety, but also make great contributions to the family.

It should be noted that the eighth-level spiritual bird worth 20 million souls is now quietly sealed in the ring on the middle finger of his right hand...

Ji Feipeng wished that the fight between Xiao Mian and that man became more and more fierce and cruel. It would be best if they died together, so that he could reap the benefits.

But the more he looked at it, the more strange it seemed to Ji Feipeng.

So much so that Ji Feipeng, who had already planned to retreat, was fascinated by the sight and froze in mid-air, as if he didn't intend to leave...

In the flash of sword light, the man's face was vaguely visible.

Ji Feipeng mustered up his courage and enveloped his half-bucket of water-like consciousness.

The next moment, Ji Feipeng's handsome face was filled with brilliant colors, so gorgeous!

Just because the information fed back by his spiritual consciousness told Ji Feipeng that the monk who was fighting "Xiao Mian" clearly had the appearance of "Xiao Mian"!

Ji Feipeng's first reaction was that there was something wrong with his consciousness.

But at this moment, the originally dense night gradually became lighter.

But the ugly time is over, and the Yin time has arrived.

In the night, there are more dim morning lights.

Although Ji Feipeng is not a body refiner, a monk's eyesight is far better than that of ordinary people. Even with that glimmer of light, Ji Feipeng can already see clearly.

The person lurking in the dark and plotting evil indeed has the face of Xiao Mian!

But...but what kind of trouble are you trying to make! ?

Xiao Mian had already appeared before, and if nothing unexpected happened, he and Ji Feifeng were now attracting everyone's attention in the hinterland of the Taihang Mountains.

After that, another Xiao Mian came out and blocked Ji Feipeng's way.

I don’t want Xiao Mian to show up again now, and have a fierce fight with the Xiao Mian who blocked Ji Feipeng’s way before...

Xiao Mian! See Xiao Mian again!

Where did there come from so many Xiao Mian! ?