C170 Three Moves Against the Enemy
C170 Three Moves Against the Enemy
Now he had changed his mind and decided not to send Xia Ling to the survival training — — Dong Wenbin was going to cut this brat into pieces!
"Oh? What a big tone, "Xia Ling revealed a faint smile," I just don't know how good his true level is. How about I let you have one hand? "
Xia Ling's words not only stunned Dong Wenbin, but also shocked Bai Lou beside him! Wow, I just found out that this Xia Ling guy... He's actually so handsome when he's putting on a show!
"Good boy …" If Dong Wenbin was able to endure it any longer, then he wouldn't be a man anymore. With a loud shout, the Longsword at his waist leapt out and charged forward as one with his sword. Then I'll chop off your hand! "
Dong Wenbin was after all an early stage Congealing Void cultivator. It charged towards Xia Ling like a fierce tiger descending from the mountains. This imposing manner, even if the opponent was only at the early stage of Congealing Void, the opponent would probably be terrified!
However, Xia Ling's eyes were half-lidded, and he didn't seem to take it to heart. Instead, he continued, "... Then, what about the left or right hand? Seeing your reckless look, I'll let you have some more. " As he said that, he slowly raised the ancient Longsword in his left hand and pointed it at Dong Wenbin.
Dong Wenbin smiled coldly and thought of it as Xia Ling's bluff. And with the sword in his left hand, did he think that his Vein Refining was already that powerful? The higher the cultivation, the greater the difference. He was simply courting death.
Forget it, this brat was probably not an expert.
When I cut off his hand, he would wake up!
Dong Wenbin's speed sped up again as he thought in his heart, and he attacked like a gale.
He was about to reach Xia Ling!
At this moment, Bai Lou, who was beside Xia Ling, seemed to have heard this young man's muttering. However, due to the sound of the wind, he wasn't able to hear it clearly.
"Now is the time for you to show off," Xia Ling looked at the Old Dragon Sword and said indifferently, "Don't let me down. Otherwise, I will consider it your sin to devour money! "
These words were meant for the Dragon of the River.
Actually, even if Xia Ling didn't say it, the Dragon of the River would still hold back its anger. As a prideful True Dragon back then, he had already been locked in a Old Dragon Sword for tens of thousands of years. Only recently, under the stimulation of the cold star, had he managed to break through the shackles. He wanted to stretch his muscles and bones a long time ago!
This Dong Wenbin had hit the nail on the head!
The moment the Dragon of the River dragon soul congealed, the might of its entire body descended like Mt. Tai! Leaping out of the Old Dragon Sword's body, it pressed down right on top of Dong Wenbin's head!
This cultivator with early stage Congealing Void suddenly felt his entire body freeze, his heart was beating faster, and his mouth was parched. It was like a weak animal meeting its natural predator! Dong Wenbin felt his blood turning cold. He only had one thought in his mind: Run, run, run!
It was as if there was a giant dragon roaring in front of him!
However, the Dragon of the River was still just a remnant of a divine weapon's Dragon Soul, and was not a true giant dragon. Dong Wenbin was also an early stage Congealing Void cultivator, so he had a certain level of resistance towards the dragon's might. The absent-mindedness only lasted for a moment.
However, in a battle between cultivators of the same level, an instant was enough to determine the course of the battle.
When Dong Wenbin came back to his senses, a simple but sharp Longsword was already standing in front of him. He turned pale with fright and quickly changed his move, wanting to block the Old Dragon Sword.
Xia Ling shook his head almost imperceptibly. If Dong Wenbin hadn't changed his attack just now, then he would have continued with his attack. He might even think highly of this early stage Congealing Void cultivator. But now …
In Xia Ling's opinion, this person would be taken down by him within three moves!
The first move, the two swords clashed, emitting a resounding clang! Because Dong Wenbin was in a hurry to change his move and did not have enough strength, he was pressed down fiercely by Xia Ling's Old Dragon Sword.
The second move, Xia Ling's wrist twirled, bringing the Old Dragon Sword with it as it flew outwards. Dong Wenbin's heart skipped a beat, but his sword wielding position was suppressed by Xia Ling, so it was not convenient for him to use any strength. He could only watch helplessly as his Longsword was cut outside his body by Xia Ling.
This early stage Congealing Void cultivator had already opened his doors wide!
With the third move, Xia Ling easily swung the Old Dragon Sword and the tip of the cold sword touched Dong Wenbin's throat. There was no time for him to draw his sword to defend. His right arm could only remain frozen outside his body!
Dong Wenbin gulped and his eyes widened. Sweat trickled down his forehead, but he did not dare to move. He never would have thought that after just three moves, he would already be restrained!
The young man in front of him … His every movement was as if it had been made from nature itself, merging into one. He couldn't even find a chance to break through!
Was this person really a middle stage Vein Refining cultivator?!
Bai Lou also opened her mouth slightly in surprise. She knew that Xia Ling's strength was not at the level of an ordinary middle stage Vein Refining, but she never expected him to be so strong! Initially, based on his performance yesterday, he was worried that Xia Ling was in a bad state and weak...
Who knew that an early stage Congealing Void cultivator was not even worth mentioning in front of him!
A trace of fighting spirit ignited in Bai Lou's heart. She could actually surpass him, but she didn't know what level her current fighting strength had reached!
"Well, now I will ask you a question, and you will answer it. Do you hear me? " Xia Ling looked into Dong Wenbin's eyes and asked.
Originally, Xia Ling had also planned to directly beat this early stage Congealing Void cultivator half to death and then use Hidden Worm. This would be more convenient. However, Xia Ling changed his mind when he saw this person's timid performance.
Hidden Worm would, after all, affect a person's mind. Moreover, since he had to be seriously injured, he could easily die during interrogation.
If this person was so timid, he could have just asked.
Dong Wenbin didn't dare to think about anything else. The sword was already stuck in his throat, so his life was more important! He repeatedly agreed and nodded his head like he was pounding garlic. However, he was afraid that his actions might have hit the tip of his sword too hard, which made him look especially comical.
"I understand, I understand!" "Please ask!"
Xia Ling nodded in satisfaction. If everyone was so obedient, he would have been able to save a lot of energy.
"What kind of organization are you a cultivator from?"
There was a reason why Xia Ling did not directly ask "Are you a monk of Su Anshan". If he had mentioned Su Anshan's surname from the start, it would have been revealed that the two of them came for it. It was very likely that Dong Wenbin would be alerted.
However, with this method of questioning, it was very possible that Dong Wenbin would impatiently bring out his backer under the threat of his own life.
Sure enough, this early stage Congealing Void cultivator repeatedly said: "I am Su Anshan's cultivator, Su Anshan!"
Things seemed to be going smoothly. Xia Ling and Bai Lou looked at each other and smiled.