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123 8-fold lightning ring
Behind the inn, at T-shaped Cave No. 9.
Xu Yan sat cross-legged, his internal energy flowing like the Yangtze River.
In front of him were several artificial jade stones, each about the size of a basketball, and inside each stone was a spirit-gathering array personally carved by Master Cheng.
The jade is not transparent enough to be laser-carved, so we can only trouble Master Cheng to do it.
Xu Yan relies on the demon core to support his cultivation, so he is less dependent on external spiritual energy. However, the money should not be wasted, so he decided to let these jade stones absorb some spiritual energy.
At midnight, Xu Yan suddenly felt a sense of alarm. Before he could do anything, he heard a muffled thud, and the cave's own array was broken from the outside. A black figure rushed into the cave, saw a small array on the bed, and without saying a word, cast a purple talisman.
With a loud bang, the formation within a formation was immediately destroyed, but the bed was completely empty, without a single ghost in sight.
The thief froze, his mind blank for a moment. Realizing something was wrong, he was about to retreat out of the cave when a figure suddenly rushed out from the dark corner, a giant sword made of door panel swept across with a gust of evil wind.
The cave was narrow and there was nowhere to hide. The thief raised his sword to block, but unexpectedly, a tremendous force slammed into him.
The thief seemed to have been hit hard by a fully loaded dump truck. His sword-wielding arm struck his body, and then he was sent flying backward, hanging on the wall with a thud. He paused for a moment before falling to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
"Despicable! Despicable!"
Who are you calling "baby"?
Xu Yan curled her lip: "If I hide, it's considered despicable, but if you ambush me, it's perfectly justifiable, right?"
When he realized he was being watched, he became wary.
As a novelist, he was quite adept at the "reasonable yet unexpected" formula, and immediately came up with the idea of setting up a formation within a formation on the bed to attract attention, while he himself hid in a concealed formation in a corner.
The main strategy is to take things by surprise.
Originally, it was just a precaution, but I never expected that someone would actually come to our door to attack us.
Just as he was about to capture his opponent and interrogate him properly, an abnormal disturbance suddenly appeared at the edge of his divine sense. He focused his senses and realized that a group of masked people were silently surging towards him.
Xu Yan's heart skipped a beat. Good heavens, there must be at least several dozen people here.
What the hell is this force? They really think highly of me!
Just as he was about to turn around to face the enemy, his gaze suddenly fell on the thief coughing up blood. He immediately had a flash of inspiration, pounced forward, and tore the man's clothes to shreds.
The thief, thinking his chrysanthemum was about to be lost, instantly came to his senses and struggled desperately in humiliation. But under Xu Yan's monstrous strength, he was as powerless as a chick in an eagle's claws.
The thief almost cried, but Xu Yan swiftly took out a robe and put it on him. Then, as if by magic, he removed his face and put it on the thief's face, stuffed a pungent pill into his mouth, and finally shoved a sword into his mouth, slapped a talisman on his mouth, and kicked him out of the cave.
The whole process was so smooth and seamless, as if it had been rehearsed countless times, that the thief didn't even understand what had happened until he collapsed in a disheveled state outside the cave.
Who am I? Where am I?
Xu Yan thoughtfully tossed out a few illumination orbs, which immediately lit up the fake Xu Yan who had been forced to impersonate him.
The thieves lurking in the shadows stopped in unison. After recognizing the fake Xu Yan, they immediately recognized him as their target: "Go!"
The bandits swarmed forward, brandishing their swords and blades.
The fake Xu Yan panicked immediately and desperately protested, "No, no, I'm not..."
But at this point, who would listen to him?
Moreover, the pill that Xu Yan fed him had already made his voice hoarse, and he couldn't make a sound at all.
Xu Yan certainly wouldn't get involved in such messy stuff, but the Blood Demon Sect had plenty of talented people and all sorts of random pills.
Xu Yan had made a fortune from the Blood Demon Cult members, accumulating a huge pile of pills with all sorts of strange effects; the mute-inducing medicine was just a small test of his abilities.
I have to say, it's actually quite useful!
The fake Xu Yan had no way to distinguish himself and was surrounded by a group of thieves. In a short time, he was slashed by countless swords and blades, causing the golden light protecting him to flicker unpredictably.
The fake Xu Yan was filled with grief and indignation, and desperately swung his sword to resist, injuring several thieves in the process.
He didn't want it to be like this, but if he didn't resist, he would lose his life!
This further confirmed the identity of the fake Xu Yan, and immediately led to an even fiercer attack.
Hiding in the cave, Xu Yan witnessed this scene, his face full of feigned horror: "Oh dear, that was close! My neck almost broke... Oh dear, that was terrifying! My little brother almost died... Luckily, I'm kind-hearted and used a fifth-tier Golden Armor Talisman, otherwise the imposter would probably be chopped into a pile of minced meat by now... Damn, again? A few more hits and the Golden Armor Talisman will break!"
In just a short while, the fake Xu Yan was covered in wounds.
He had considered using his sword to fight, but Xu Yan had simply handed him a broken sword that he didn't know who had taken it from. The restrictions on the sword had long since expired, and even if he had the time, he wouldn't be able to fly.
Enraged, the fake Xu Yan finally managed to clear the meridians blocked by the elixir: "I'm not, I'm not..."
The thieves who were besieging the area did not stop, but the leader of the thieves hidden in the shadows noticed something was wrong and was about to call a halt when a series of muffled thuds suddenly came from the cave. Countless bullets flew through the darkness, and those who were hit either had their limbs broken or had large holes torn in their bodies. They either fell to the ground dead or cried out in pain.
He fired all 60 rounds of ammunition in one go, leaving the area outside the cave littered with corpses and filled with the stench of blood.
This is only because cultivators' bodies are much stronger than ordinary people's; otherwise, a single shot would have instantly cleaved a person in two, making the scene even more gruesome and bloody.
The smoke of battle had not yet cleared, and the echoes still lingered. From the darkness on the left side of the cave, a dignified-looking middle-aged man slowly emerged, clapping his hands and exclaiming, "Excellent! Excellent! Well done!"
At the same time, a tall and strong cultivator stepped out from the right, a scar running from his right forehead to his left jaw, dividing his face in two.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Scarface Liu!"
Scarface Liu warily raised his knife: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man's smile remained unchanged: "Pingshan Village, Zhao Dajiang!"
Scarface Liu's face turned serious: "Chief Zhao? You're here for this kid too?"
Zhao Dajiang glanced sideways at the cave dwelling: "Brother Liu, isn't that right?"
Xu Yan's lips twitched, and he thought to himself: You two are catching up on old times, aren't you?
Without saying a word, he immediately fired a shot at Zhao Dajiang.
brush--
A flash of sword light suddenly appeared in the darkness, deflecting the bullet with a crisp clang.
Xu Yan's brow twitched, and the thought of returning to the real world immediately arose in his mind, but he was unwilling to leave just like that.
He suddenly lay down on his side, holding a bullet in his hand, raising his arm high, forming an almost straight line with his side.
Then, from top to bottom, eight lightning rings were lit up at the wrist, elbow, armpit, rib, waist, hip, knee, and ankle. As soon as the fingers were released, the lightning rings dissipated one by one. Only the bullet, after being accelerated by the eight lightning rings, carried a sharp whistling sound that broke the speed of sound and went straight for Zhao Dajiang, who was still calm and collected!