Chapter 159: Playing the Pig to Eat the Tiger

Whoosh! The sound of air being pierced appeared again, and this time the three of them finally saw clearly what exactly had just killed Qi Daoyou.

It turned out to be a three-inch Crystal Flying Sword.

They saw this flying sword rushing toward the Golden Bronze Bell of Muli.

With a sizzling sound, the flying sword continuously struck the bell-shaped shield, and under the flying sword's attack, the shield rippled with waves.

It seemed that the flying sword could not pose any threat to Muli, but Muli knew clearly that this Defense Magical Tool of his was a First-tier high-grade, and it was one that integrated both offense and defense.

The flying sword caused ripples to spread across the bell-shaped shield, appearing as if it would pierce through in the next second, which showed the power of this flying sword.

"Who exactly are you? Hiding your head and showing your tail, if you have the ability, come out!"

They had yet to see where the person attacking them was, only sensing them in a certain direction.

"Since you won't come out, then Laozi will beat you out!"

The burly man Husi, his body wrapped in a green wooden shield, his face full of ferocity, finished speaking and summoned a Ghost Head Broadsword.

Then, with a flick of his finger, the Ghost Head Broadsword slashed toward the flying sword.

Clang, clang, clang!

In an instant, the two magical tools became entangled in mid-air, one white and one black light entwined together, appearing evenly matched.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, let's go!"

Taking advantage of the burly man Husi entangling the white flying sword, the other black-robed person immediately said in a hoarse voice.

"Good!"

Upon hearing this, Muli did not hesitate and immediately followed the direction from which the flying sword had flown, where there had just been a fluctuation of Spirit Energy.

However, the two were fully focused; in this mist, they could not see and had to rely on their Divine Sense.

Looking at the dense jungle and the surrounding large trees, the two felt increasingly calm.

"Careful!"

Suddenly, a ball of fire appeared in front, and Muli shouted instantly.

A large ball of fire, upon closer inspection, was actually dozens of Fireballs.

"Not good,"

Fireball Technique is the simplest First-tier Magic Technique, and its power is not great, but when dozens of them are placed together, it is a different story.

"Damn it!"

A First-tier mid-grade Fireball Talisman costs at least one Spirit Stone each, and this was dozens of Spirit Stones all at once.

Under human guidance, the fireballs instantly slammed into Muli's Copper Bell shield, exploding with a boom.

The shield was instantly blasted with a hole by this terrifying power, though Muli immediately channeled magic power into the Copper Bell, and the shield recovered again.

But looking closely, the shield at this moment was much thinner than its original color.

"It's you?"

At this moment, Muli suddenly saw something incredible, his eyes wide open.

"What?"

On the other side, the black-robed person was also stunned.

Seeing this, Su Fan immediately saw the opportunity, his figure erupted, Light Body Technique combined with Lightness Skill, and the person moved as if teleporting; the moment he moved, he threw out another handful of Fireball Talismans, which were his last batch of Fireball Talismans.

These were all leftovers from the talismans he had refined previously.

The black-robed person's Wood Armor Talisman was a First-tier high-grade defensive Spirit Talisman, and its defense was no worse than an ordinary Defense Magical Tool.

However, the Five Elements generate and overcome each other; the Wood Armor Talisman is effective against magical tools like flying swords, but it is weaker when facing fire-attribute attacks.

The Fireball Talisman is First-tier mid-grade; one or two naturally pose no threat to the Wood Armor Talisman.

However, many small amounts add up, and quantitative change leads to qualitative change; dozens of Fireball Talismans combined into a large ball of fire, the power of which was even greater than a First-tier high-grade Fire Snake Talisman.

With a boom!

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound, and the shield released by the Wood Armor Talisman around the black-robed person instantly dissipated by more than half.

In an instant, Su Fan turned into a phantom, crossing dozens of feet in the blink of an eye, and in the horrified eyes of the opponent, he thrust a palm through the broken shield and slammed it onto the opponent's head.

Crack!

Like a shattered watermelon, the head exploded.

This sudden change caused Muli's face to change wildly, and without caring about anything else, he retreated rapidly.

Only after reuniting with the burly man Husi did his complexion recover a little.

Looking at Su Fan, his face was complex, and he had lingering fears.

"Playing the pig to eat the tiger."

Both Muli and the burly man Husi had this thought in their hearts; otherwise, with a cultivation of the eighth level of Qi Refining, how could he have killed two people in these few breaths?

Those two people were one at the eighth level of Qi Refining and one at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Even relying on a sneak attack, it is very difficult for an eighth-level Qi Refining cultivator to have such power.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what is the meaning of this?"

Muli questioned.

"Haha! We've reached this point, and you still want to pretend? What do you few want by following behind me?"

"Don't tell me you are also out hunting spirit beasts?"

Su Fan wore a mocking expression, stretched out his hand, and retrieved the white flying sword.

This transparent crystal flying sword was purchased by Su Fan from the Taihe Chamber of Commerce for over five hundred Spirit Stones.

Among First-tier high-grade magical tools, it belongs to the top level, especially this flying sword, which is white and transparent, making it very difficult to be discovered in special environments.

It is a good thing for sneak attacks and backstabbing people.

Upon seeing this magical tool, Su Fan immediately bought it and refined it for a year; now, as soon as it left its sheath, it killed a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Moreover, it was also a death caused by a sneak attack.

However, after entangling with the Ghost Head Broadsword of that big man Husi, the flying sword had suffered some faint damage; after returning, it would need to be nourished with magic power for a period of time before it could recover.

Su Fan did not feel much heartache; aren't magical artifacts meant to be used?

The remaining two people both had cultivation at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and their magical artifacts were not bad either, especially that Copper Bell on Mu Lizi; Su Fan did not believe it was merely a defensive magical artifact.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you have misunderstood; we..."

Mu Lizi still feigned an aggrieved appearance, yet the next second, he instantly fired a Silver Needle from his hand, shooting it rapidly toward Su Fan.

"Heh!"

Su Fan sneered incessantly, flicked his finger, and the flying sword immediately transformed into a rainbow and flew off.

With a *ding* sound, the two magical artifacts collided in mid-air, and Mu Lizi's Silver Needle was knocked back.

Su Fan's Divine Sense had been keeping an eye on the two of them; he saw their movements clearly, and for Mu Lizi to try and play this game with him was simply laughable.

However, on the other side, that big man Husi seemed to have a tacit understanding with Mu Lizi; the moment Mu Lizi made his move, the big man also acted.

The Ghost Head Broadsword in his hand suddenly grew to over a zhang in length; he gripped the broadsword, leaped up, and slashed toward Su Fan.

This was an attempt to engage Su Fan in close-quarters combat.

Su Fan laughed immediately, wearing a smile with a hint of cruelty.

With just a light twist, as agile as a swallow, he dodged two steps to the side, and at the same time, he spread his five fingers; suddenly, a chill emerged, and several blade-shaped Ice Cones condensed in his palm.

*Swish, swish, swish! *

They were instantly flung toward the big man.

*Clang, clang, clang! *

The big man also reacted quickly, hurriedly raising his broadsword to slash and parry, yet the two were too close; even though he swung the broadsword and blocked a few Ice Cones, there were still Ice Cones that shot into his body.

His right shoulder and left rib were pierced by the Ice Cones, and the cold, frigid air froze the blood that was about to flow out.