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Chapter Fifty-Three Nine Lives

Chapter 53: Life-Death

Taking Ye Rong's Taixuan Bingpo Sword cut off his long-term path forward and his money future!

"Dare to steal my money, die! One way!!"

Ye Rong said viciously with red eyes, anyone who blocked his established plan would be kicked away by him.

However, Ye Rong's situation is indeed not good, because he has to worry about not being able to distance himself from the Taixuan Bingpo Sword, so even the dodging direction must be calculated in advance and cannot do whatever he wants.

It basically forms a circle, with the Taixuan Ice Soul Sword as the center dot, and keeps going around in circles.

As long as one of the two montz is killed, the remaining one will naturally not pose a threat to Ye Rong. However, he only has one flying sword in his hand, and it is impossible for him to transform two flying swords at the same time.

With bare hands and empty fists, how can you deal with the mandrill that has skyrocketed? The power attribute of this monster is probably already exceeding 50 points at this time.

Among the five innate attributes, the power attribute has always been the most ignored.

Indeed, in terms of importance, the power attribute is far less than the other items, and I have never heard of any sect that will have special requirements for the power attribute. At most, some strange flying swords in the future will require the player's strength to be more than the equipment.

But at this time, Ye Rong was speechless when facing the mandrill who was extremely powerful and tearing the tiger and leopard with his hands.

"Only take a risk!"

He ran quickly and rushed to the Taixuan Ice Po Sword with his hand. He pulled it hard, and it felt like he was pulling out the flying sword that was deeply trapped in the ground, with extremely strong resistance. The green light flashed in his hand, urging the Qingcheng Qi Refining Art to its limit. Although the Taixuan Ice Po Sword was not refined by Qingcheng's Heart Method, there would be no special bonus. However, as the most suitable immortal weapon for Taoist disciples, under the urging of the Qingcheng Qi Refining Art, it could still exert its power to perfectly crack the mottled and impure yellow light.

After all, this yellow light is just the innate magical power of the mandrill. The degree of purity and mystery of use are far from comparable to the true Buddhist divine light, and it is only somewhat similar in its innate characteristics.

After being resisted by strong external forces, it was indeed impossible to maintain it. The mottled and impure yellow light just dispersed on the spot.

Ye Rong's sword was in his hand and squeezed into the mandrill. Cold stars were dotted, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the tip of its eyes and nose.

The light of the flying sword in his hand was sucking and spitting, sometimes long and sometimes short, making it impossible to tell whether this sword needs to be real and unpredictable.

The mandrill raised his two forefoots to block in front of him, and the sword light swept across it, leaving a cross wound on it. The mandrill was rough and thick in flesh, and it failed to penetrate directly with the benefits of the third-level immortal weapon, and only cut the skin open.

"Escape?"

Ye Rong was stunned. The retreating action made by this mandrill after being slightly injured made him stunned. This was extremely unhappy with the irritability and anger, and the temperament of his extremely easy attack on passers-by.

The other mandrill behind him was already like the same heavy armored vehicle, rumbling towards him. Ye Rong turned over and dodged, and continued to chase the mandrill that was retreating and fleeing.

He had figured out part of it. The mottled and impure yellow light was far superior to other ordinary magical powers of mandrills in terms of power. In order to ensure balance, the close-kill mandrills with this kind of natural magical power will be greatly weakened. Otherwise, the level of this kind of mandrill should be greatly improved.

A mandrill that is not good at close combat is exactly what Ye Rong likes to deal with. In his opinion, it is much easier to deal with than the big guy behind him.

With the pursuit of soldiers behind, Ye Rong used the flying sword in his hand, and even forced the mandrill to spit out yellow light. He was already wounded, covered with bloodstains, and what was flowing out was strange light blue blood.

"cut!"

The Taixuan Bingpo Sword came out of his hand and slashed three times on the back of the mandrill at an extremely fast frequency. The last sword finally divided it into two pieces in half.

This sword-controlling technique generates the attack speed to the maximum level that the flying sword can reach, and the consumption of the true qi value is also terrifying, three times that of the normal state. Ye Rong just swallowed a portion of the return air scattered, causing the almost exhausted true qi value to be restored. Behind him, he felt like he was being thundered, and he flew forward like a sandbag.

"puff!"

All the bones on the back were like they were broken. They were no longer just severe pain, but a brief and complete loss of consciousness. After a few breaths, the pain penetrated into the bone marrow. The feeling of breaking came. The Qingcheng Taoist robe on the chest was dyed red and was soaked in his own blood.

Ye Rong knew very well that his injury could not be recovered immediately by taking a few pills. Just like a broken limb, either the last time he died, all negative states would naturally be cleared, or he would find the magic medicine to be reborn with the broken limb.

The internal organs are completely moved, and there is a fifth-grade elixir in the elixir room that seems to have the effect of healing this injury. If you are reluctant to buy it, you have to lie on the bed and spend three or four days obediently, and don’t think about killing monsters and leveling normally.

But what Ye Rong is more important now is how to face the murderer who caused all this, the mandrill with infinite power.

"Golden daily tasks are indeed difficult..."

Ye Rong showed a bitter smile on his face, and had already given up on resistance. At this time, he was ready to dedicate the virginity from the other side to the mandrill.

However, he does not regret taking on this golden daily task. If he blindly seeks stability and safety first, he would not be able to stand out among nearly 100 million players.

After knocking Ye Rong away, the mandrilled his might and shook his might. The black and shiny oil on his body suddenly faded away, and his body also shrank by two points, as if it had been squeezed out of water. The aura of fierce flames was also gone, and he lay softly on the ground, just continuing to stare at Ye Rong with his fierce eyes.

"This is... the time-saving effect of the gifted magical power has arrived, and the sequelae has arisen!"

Ye Rong shouted excitedly. Being prepared to give his virginity does not mean that he is really willing to die. It is of course the best way to escape.

It’s a pity that I really have no ability to fight back now, otherwise I would be able to take advantage of the opportunity to kill this mandrill.

I don’t know how long the sequelae of this mandrill will last. Ye Rong crawled a few steps hard and picked up the things that exploded in the mandrill in front. When he left the battle, he teared open the Qingye Talisman.

The sect’s special teleportation talisman was activated, and Ye Rong was surrounded by a huge blue talisman like a silkworm cocoon and instantly returned to the sect.

Ye Rong quickly took two blood-replenishing pills to restore his health to perfection. He was finally able to stand up and walk around, no longer like a disabled person.
Chapter completed!
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