Chapter 275: Fleeing and Fighting for Your Life
A faint layer of gray mist was caged on the cliff, and the black-robed old man leapt down from the boulder like a black tiger, pouncing at Meng Fan.
"You're an old man, but you're still jumping around like a young man, you're not afraid of falling!"
Meng Fan said with a derisive look, and without hesitation, he turned around and fled towards the distant wilderness, this Zimu Archmage's cultivation was so profound that he couldn't see through it, so if he didn't run at this time, he'd better wait for a better time.
"Nine Chrysanthemum Binding Soul!"
Zimu Archmage sank his voice, raised his hand, and a hemp rope flew from his hand, wrapping around Meng Fan …… He had intended to do it on the front road, but during the day there were too many people, not very convenient, and luckily he encountered a landslide on Tiger Yang Mountain, and no one was able to go up the mountain, and he expected that Meng Fan wouldn't dare to stay too long under the mountain, and would definitely find a shortcut up the mountain, and then he waited again, and sure enough, he waited.
"It's that trick again!"
Seeing the twine flying, Meng Fan unfolded his entire cultivation, and even entered the Dream Dao Art state, extremely fast, while throwing out another Fire Crow, whistling and blasting at the twine.
After the last battle, Meng Fan had a slight understanding of Archmage Zimu's technique, as long as he didn't get hit by the poison of that weird powder, he should be able to maneuver around a bit, moreover, he also invoked his true qi, and shouted at the top of the cliff, "I'm back from Meng Niu Ba, someone's trying to kill me, speed up to receive me!"
The wall was standing on a thousand feet, and the voice traveled up vastly, and he didn't know if it had been heard or not.
"Noisy!"
Hearing Meng Fan yell, Archmage Zimu frowned, and seeing that the fire raven contained the aura of indestructible earth fire, he retracted the hemp rope, and instead, he swung out dozens of petals and blasted them at the fire raven, and the petals and the fire raven collided in an instant, with sparks scattering all over the place, which was a sight to behold.
"That rope is afraid of fire!"
Meng Fan was delighted in his heart, releasing the fire crows as he ran, as long as Archmage Zimu no longer utilized the hemp rope, it would be much easier for him to escape.
"Nine Chrysanthemum Emblem Seal!"
Seeing a fire raven whistling and constantly bombarding him, Archmage Zimu frowned and summoned a huge chrysanthemum flower about a meter in diameter with a stranglehold, floating with a rich brilliant yellow powder, crashing apart the fire raven and splitting his head towards Meng Fan!
"I hate it when people play with chrysanthemums in front of me!" Seeing the large chrysanthemum and that weird powder again, Meng Fan ran even faster, while the fire crows were thrown even more violently, saving his life was important, he didn't care about the depletion of his True Qi at all.
And that Nine Petal Chrysanthemum was emitting a brilliant color, just like a bright sun, flying closely behind Meng Fan, the situation was critical.
"Run, a dying rabbit can't eat more than a few mouthfuls of grass."
Grand Master Zimu had intended to have a quick battle, this was after all the territory of the Tiger Yang Guan, staying too long for fear of changes, but gradually, as the two kept exchanging blows, the ability shown by Meng Fan caused his curiosity, to be able to live for so long with the cultivation of the fourth level of Spirit Condensation under his constant pursuit, it must have been cultivated in the heart of the law is extremely powerful, for the powerful heart, he did not mind forcing out the study of research research.
Searching for thousands of dao methods and revitalizing the Nine Chrysanthemums God's Might …… was originally one of his Nine Chrysanthemums Sect's purposes of traveling across the ocean and reappearing in the land of China, so killing Meng Fan was no longer a priority.
"This old man has great feet!"
After running for a long time, looking back, Tiger Yang Mountain had already become a blur, but Archmage Zimu was still in hot pursuit, and was also getting closer and closer, Meng Fan skimmed his mouth, and began to circle back …… again with such a high intensity use of his true qi, which made it really difficult for him to endure, and fortunately, the Heavenly Gang Extinguishing Divine Dao Scripture was miraculous, and he didn't have to think about the trouble of Spirit Poisoning, or else he would have long since vomited blood and fainted. He had already fainted.
"This heart method is indeed powerful!"
The tougher Meng Fan behaved, the more joyful Archmage Zimu's expression became, after running for so long, his true qi had been depleted quite a bit, but Meng Fan actually still had the look of strength left, deepening his idea of obtaining the Heart Law from Meng Fan.
Only Meng Fan's good fortune didn't last long, when he ran close to Tiger Yang Mountain again, Archmage Zimu finally ran out of patience and let out a deep cry, his true qi stirred, the Nine Petal Chrysanthemums and the hemp rope flew out at the same time, with far more speed and momentum than before, emitting a piercing roar and blasting towards Meng Fan!
"The old guy is going to fight for his life, it's not fun anymore!"
Archmage Zimu's spell was overpowering, Meng Fan only felt the wind whistling behind him, blowing onto his back as if he was being stabbed by a steel needle, his body couldn't help but lurch, and he violently twisted his head, his nostrils flared, and he grunted in a cold voice!
"Boom!"
Two incomparably blinding white lights suddenly erupted from Meng Fan's nostrils, blasting toward Archmage Zimu!
What he had cast was clearly Zheng Dachan's ancestral humming technique!
And it was even more ferocious than the one cast by Zheng Dachan!
"Released a third of my inventory, let's see the effect first!"
The situation is critical, Meng Fan is very decisive, this amount of humming art, even if it is the sixth level of condensation of the spirit of the experts encountered, I am afraid will also have a headache.
"Sculptor's skill!"
Seeing the two white lights coming, Archmage Zimu waved his palm and manipulated the Nine-Petal Chrysanthemum to block the white lights, but next, a scene that shocked him appeared, the two white lights even ignored the Nine-Petal Chrysanthemum's block, and directly penetrated through, blasting on Archmage Zimu's body!
"Soul attack?"
Archmage Zimu's body shook, and his mind appeared in a brief trance, but in that trance, a face slowly zoomed in his field of vision, only to see Meng Fan suddenly folding back, dodging the Nine-Petal Chrysanthemums, and holding his Tang Blade up to slash at his head!
The timing was quite exquisite!
"Roll!"
Feeling a fatal crisis for the first time, Archmage Zimu couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed, and with a wave of his sleeve, he swung away the Tang Blade while slapping his palm at Meng Fan!
Meng Fan was in mid-air, unable to dodge, fiercely inhaled, condensed his entire body's true qi, and also swung out a palm, and Zimu Archmage's palm hard to shake together, a loud boom came out, swept up a piece of dust on the ground ……
"An ant trying to shake a big tree, ridiculously insouciant!"
In Archmage Zimu's line of sight, Meng Fan flew out like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground and spewing out a mouthful of blood.
"Don't tie your hands yet!"
Having narrowly escaped being slashed by Meng Fan just now, Archmage Zimu had lost the patience of a cat catching a mouse, and maneuvered the hemp rope towards the heavily injured Meng Fan to bind him!
And the Nine Petal Chrysanthemum dispersed its pollen, also enveloping Meng Fan!
"Corpse Demon, come out!"
Meng Fan raised his hand, and the Corpse Demon suddenly appeared, and without waiting for Meng Fan to give orders, the Corpse Demon roared in rage, waving its indestructible claws and pouncing towards Archmage Zimu!
After summoning the Corpse Demon, Meng Fan ignored his injuries and gritted his teeth as he leapt up and slashed at the Nine Petal Chrysanthemums, which were attacked and scattered with a loud bang, but the pollen that sprinkled down all over the sky enveloped Meng Fan!
"Hmph!"
Taking advantage of the fact that the poison of the pollen had not yet taken effect, Meng Fan coldly grunted and grunted out all of the white light from the Ghost Chopping Trace, before vigorously swinging the Tang Blade, which was transformed into a cold light that stabbed at Archmage Zimu ……