"Bold!" Nan Li said angrily at Xie Ling and the others.

Although he relied on secret techniques to follow Xi Zhongxuan, he did not dare to follow too closely. He did not close the distance until he was sure that Xi Zhongxuan had used the 'Soul Seizing Technique'. Therefore, he did not witness the fight between the three of them.

The two of them didn't take it to heart that their spiritual energy was exhausted. Now they actually dared to compete with them for the boxwood crossbow. You can imagine the anger in their hearts.

The line of fire flew into the air, folded in the air, and continued to pursue it twice as fast as before. However, no matter how fast the line of fire was, how could it compare to Xie Ling's divine will? I saw him grabbing the Huangyang Crossbow with his left hand, and with his right hand.

The curved finger popped out, and a fiery red filament shot out to resist the line of fire that followed.

"Hey, it's a spiritual fire!" Nanlion hooked his finger and retracted the line of fire.

Heaven and earth spiritual fire is extremely rare. Even on Nanli Island, which mainly practices fire-based skills, only a few people have it. If you can get one to refine it for your own use, your strength will definitely increase greatly, and your status in the sect will definitely increase.

When Nan Liang thought of this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the red line of fire in the sky, unable to help showing greed.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for giving me the crossbow, and the rest belongs to you!" Zhang Ting said.

Xie Ling glanced at the Huangyang Crossbow in his hand, and handed it to him after a moment's hesitation. Then he looked at Xi Zhongxuan, who was already lifeless. According to what Nan Li said just now, the 'Nirvana Death Crystal' should not be there yet.

Refining, as a weapon refiner, the first thing he thought of was that this thing was definitely the best weapon refining material, so his eyes immediately became fiery.

"The one you drove just now was Chi Yanyan?" Nan Li took a deep breath and asked.

Xie Ling smiled silently. Chi Yanyan got it from Guan Shanyue, and Guan Shanyue was from the 'Yang Fu Sect'. He glanced at Zhang Ting beside him with his peripheral vision, and he saw his eyes.

Although he was staring at Nan Li in front of him, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Huh, since you won't tell me, I'll have to take the trouble to take it out of your body and take a look!" Nan Liong lost his patience and said that he turned into a ball of flame and rushed towards him.

Xie Ling's pupils shrank, and the middle-level and low-grade talisman held in his hand turned into a line of fire and shot out. It was a wind blade talisman. In an instant, the void in front of him was distorted, and wind blades as big as the palm of his hand were like snowflakes.

It flew towards the opposite side, making a sharp whistle.

The flames on the opposite side faced the swarms of wind blades, twisting and deforming like elves as they shuttled through the gaps between the wind blades. In the blink of an eye, they were ten feet closer to Xie Ling.

Fire is a tangible and intangible body that is good at changing. Nan Li has mastered the Mingluo Fire Technique to a small degree. As long as there is a slight gap, he can come and go freely. Although these wind blades are powerful, they are only mid-level and low-grade after all.

The talisman didn't contain enough coercion, but it couldn't hurt him.

The corner of Xie Ling's mouth curled up slightly, and he grabbed hold of the air with his right hand, and the Wind and Fire Fan appeared in his hand. This was the first time he used this small Zhoutian magic weapon since establishing the foundation. Spiritual power was poured into it, and the fan immediately transformed.

Several times larger, one side was fiery red and the other was green. He turned the green side to the front and slapped it three times.

Three hurricanes roared out from the fan, like three huge wind dragons, roaring and rushing straight into the group of wind blades. The flames that were still able to move through them with ease became unstable in the turbulent airflow.

Normally, this hurricane would be nothing to Nan Li, who had already reached the stage of Great Perfection in the late stage of foundation building, and could be dispersed with a raise of his hands.

But now that we are in a group of wind blades, the situation is completely different. The flames are interfered by the hurricane and hit the wind blades one after another, and the flames are overflowing. Even if Nanlion increases the protective energy to the maximum in an emergency,

The blood surged in the shocked chest, and stars appeared in front of his eyes.

Naturally, Zhang Ting would not let go of such an opportunity. Immediately, a small arrow as thick as a thumb and as white as the waxing moon passed through the void and shot directly towards the swaying flames.

Bang... After being hit by an arrow, the flames flew out dozens of feet away like catkins. After a flash of fire, Nan Li appeared in the void with his hair disheveled, covering his chest with one hand, and bloodshot eyes from the corners of his mouth. This was quite a sight.

In the early stage of foundation building, an arrow with a full-strength attack finally severely damaged it.

The whole process was actually very short, from the beginning when Nan Li underestimated the enemy and rushed in, to when Xie Ling and Zhang Ting cooperated to injure him, but they only had time to breathe.

"Okay, okay, it seems that I underestimated you just now, but I don't know what other tricks you can use later, I'm looking forward to it!" After Nan Li said that, he walked towards the two of them slowly, with every step he took,

Circles of flames will ripple in the void.

This time he learned the lesson, played it safe, and stopped making rash advances.

Xie Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly. The three consecutive blows had exhausted all his spiritual energy. Fatigue was sweeping through his body. Now he couldn't even lift his arms.

Zhang Ting glanced at him, then stepped in front of him.

"I'll block it first, and you can recover your spiritual power as soon as possible!"

"Yeah! I will help you when it's critical."

Xie Ling knew that this was all he could do. With a thought, he handed all the thirty-three low-level ninth-level talismans that he had refined when he attacked the middle stage of foundation building to Zhang Ting, then took out a handful of spiritual stones, held them in his hand, closed his eyes, and began to absorb them.

The aura inside.

Zhang Ting took the talisman and glanced at Xie Ling again. Unexpectedly, Xie Ling would trust him so much. A smile appeared on his face and he strode forward.

Nan Li sneered when he saw it, raised his right hand, and punched the oncoming person.

This punch contains the humiliation he suffered just now, and this punch embodies the exquisite spiritual power he has cultivated for decades. The fiery red fist, which is as big as a substance, brings a hot air flow and creates a deep groove on the ground.

Directly bombard it.

Zhang Ting couldn't avoid it. Behind him was Xie Ling, so the talismans were thrown out like raindrops. These talismans were all low-level talismans. Each one may not be very powerful, but they were like walls, constantly weakening the opponent.

The momentum then gathered together bit by bit, swallowing up the fiery red fist, and with the sound of howling wind, rushed towards the opposite side like a gust of wind.

Nan Li and Xi Zhong had fought against demons together and were no strangers to the art of talisman. Xi Zhongxuan couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw that Zhang Ting's use of talismans was not as good as before. He had actually forgotten the most powerful aspect of talisman cultivation.

Unlike other monks, the greatest reliance of Talisman Cultivation is

The battle is a talisman technique, and the requirements for spiritual power are not particularly high. As long as you do not use secret techniques continuously, you will not be afraid of any monks of the same level if you have enough talismans. Now, even though the opponent's spiritual power is exhausted, as long as you still have one talisman in hand, if you want

Killing him is not an easy task.

"Who are you?" Nan Li couldn't help but ask.

"Zhang Ting!"

"Zhang Ting, one of the top ten foundation-building disciples of the 'Yang Fu Sect'!" Nan Liang took a breath of air. Damn it, how can someone who can chase and kill Xi Zhongxuan be a weak person? He was really careless! He regretted it a bit.

Why didn't you just come up and kill the two people on the opposite side first, or approach later and wait for Xi Zhongxuan and the two of them to fight to the death?

At this time, Zhang Ting was three points closer. He knew that he could not give the opponent a chance to take action. The talismans flew out one by one without hesitation, forming talisman arrays on the mountainside that had been almost flattened. When he first encountered

This is what he did when Xie Ling was there. Although he was full of spiritual power at that time, he was seriously injured and was not much better than he is now.

Bang bang bang... The fire was overflowing, and Nanlion was like a blazing furnace. Whatever came within three feet of it was turned into ashes, and every talisman array was destroyed by its tyrannical strength.

, after all, Zhang Ting only recovered ten percent of his spiritual power.

One or two, continuously activating the talismans and arranging the talisman formations consumes spiritual energy rapidly. Now it is difficult to even maintain one's body shape in the air, not to mention that there are not many talisman left after the continuous use of talismans. Faced with Nan Li, who is becoming more and more courageous as he fights.

, his heart sank to the bottom.

"Hahaha, even if you still have some strength now, I'm afraid you don't have many talismans left!" Seeing that the talisman array was getting looser and looser, Nan Li guessed that the opponent probably didn't have many talismans left, so he couldn't help laughing proudly.

Zhang Ting's face turned ugly. He still had seven low-level ninth-level talismans left, which could last for a cup of tea at most. He turned to look at Xie Ling, who was still adjusting his breath, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

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Is he going to die here? He was unwilling to accept it. He started at the age of eight because his spiritual roots were only average. He worked harder than anyone else. After many hardships, Huangtian paid off and finally occupied a place among the younger generation in the sect.

Become one of the top ten in the foundation building period.

But now, with life and death on the line, he glanced around. The birds and beasts around him had long been frightened away, and they were completely empty, not even a trace of human beings.

"Don't worry, no one will come to save you. The two elders in your sect have been entangled by our people. Otherwise, how could Xi Zhongxuan come here thousands of miles away!" Nan Li said with a dark smile.

The Huangyang Crossbow is the top secret of the 'Yang Fu Sect'. How could such an important thing be stolen by Xi Zhongxuan alone? It is also impossible for the 'Yang Fu Sect' to only send Zhang Ting, who is only in the foundation building stage, to pursue it. In fact, it is one light and two darkness.

While the court was in the light, two Jindan elders from the Yangfu Sect were in the dark, chasing the Yangfu Sect out at the same time.

However, the two elders who were secretly pursuing them on the road were intercepted three hundred miles out of the sect, leaving Zhang Ting alone to chase them down.

"Okay, having said all that, it's time to send you on your way!" Nan Liong suddenly shook his arms, and the surrounding talisman array that was on the verge of destruction could no longer hold on and scattered like broken beads.

Zhang Ting raised his eyebrows and pulled out the boxwood crossbow from his back. It could still shoot two arrows. He decided to shoot the last two arrows and destroy the crossbow. No matter what, he could not let it fall into the hands of the people on Nanming Island.

Nan Li grinned when he saw Zhang Ting, understanding what Zhang Ting was thinking, and shot towards him like lightning. As long as the opponent still wanted to shoot the last two arrows, he was absolutely confident that he could get it before Zhang Ting destroyed the Huangyang Crossbow.

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The two of them had their own thoughts. Zhang Ting pulled the bow string and shot the first arrow when Nan Li was only ten feet away!

The distance was already very close, and Nan Li was extremely fast, so it was very difficult for him to avoid it.

He did not hide, but turned his whole body into a ball of flame. When the arrow was shot, the flame turned into a ring of fire, and the arrow as white as the crescent moon shot through the middle.
Chapter completed!