I may be a fake fairy

"Damn it, that brat wearing a mask is so powerful, and the peak of Foundation Establishment is evenly divided with me!" The pale-faced leader of the Blood Knife Sect opened the stone door, and he dared not confront Luo Wan with his diarrhea all the time. Then he fled.

It's a great shame for him to run away from a foundation-building peak for him, the dignified leader of the Blood Knife Sect.

However, the leader of the Blood Knife Sect also knows that a good man does not suffer from immediate losses, and that the poison in his body is not good enough to get entangled with that little devil. Die!

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

Ouyang Tian, ​​who was about to leave, collided with the leader of the Blood Knife Cult who had just opened the last stone door.

"you……"

Before the leader of the Blood Knife Cult finished speaking, a fiery force came from under his feet. His foot happened to step on the Fireball Talisman, and the five hundred Fireball Talismans exploded at this moment.

"Boom!" There was a huge explosion in the secret room, and the right foot of the unsuspecting leader of the Blood Knife Sect was directly blown off.

"Ah...!" The leader of the Blood Knife Sect screamed, and his body was blasted far away.

However, his suffering was not over yet, the wind blade above his head fell like raindrops, and the leader of the Blood Knife Sect couldn't even condense mana in pain, so he could only resist the wind blade with his body.

The body of a monk of alchemy nourished by spiritual energy is much stronger than that of refining qi and building a foundation, but unless the body is specially tempered, even a monk of alchemy cannot resist spells with his body!

"Pfft, puff!" A wind blade can't cut through the body of the monk who formed the alchemy, but there are dozens of ways.

"Hey, brat, you dare to bully me!" The leader of the Blood Knife Sect roared angrily, the majestic leader of the Blood Knife Cult was actually overshadowed by a small physique?

"Physical state?" As expected, the leader of the Blood Knife Sect calmed down all of a sudden. How could a mere physical state activate the magic talisman? There is a second or even a third person in this secret room!

"They're luring me in!" The leader of the Blood Knife Sect broke out in cold sweat when he thought of this possibility. If he had just plunged in, he might have turned into a corpse!

"My... my lord, I stumbled into this place by mistake, please forgive me, please forgive me!" Ouyang Tian pretended to be terrified and kept begging for mercy.

But the leader of the Blood Knife Sect glanced at the inside of the secret room, and all his treasures were gone. How could a kid in the physical state take away so many things? There must be someone else, most likely the Foundation Establishment!

The leader of the Blood Knife Sect swallowed a elixir to heal his wounds, the wounds on his body quickly scabbed and his face became rosy, but the broken soles did not recover so easily. The elixir that can regenerate a severed limb is extremely rare, and there is really no such thing on him. .

"Stinky boy, don't pretend, there must be someone in this secret room, call it out, I've done it once, do you think I'll do it a second time?" The leader of the Blood Knife Cult sneered.

"What are you talking about?" Ouyang Tian calmly glanced at the top of his head, where a war corpse was standing

It's guarding above.

Of course, Ouyang Tian's little move couldn't be hidden from the eyes of the leader of the Blood Knife Cult: "Is the ambush right above your head, hehe, you're still a little too tender, kid!"

Ouyang Tianhou took a step back and confronted the leader of the Blood Knife Sect.

"Is there nothing I can do if you don't come out, buzz!" A blood knife streamer appeared in the hand of the leader of the Blood Knife Cult.

It's just that the blood knife banner at this moment is completely different from before. The pole of the banner is full of cracks, and the blood-colored banner cloth is also scorched black, full of holes like a piece of rag!

"Are you a rag?" Ouyang Tian suppressed a smile, he had never seen such a shabby magic weapon.

The face of the leader of the Blood Knife Sect was as black as the bottom of the pot, and he was also in pain. The spirit fire of that masked brat was too strong, and he was not in good condition and could not exert the full power of the Blood Knife Banner. When the spirit fire of the masked imp hit, most of his blood knife banner was destroyed!

But even if only [-]% of the power of the blood knife banner is left, it is enough to kill this little ghost in the physical state.

"Shua!" A blood-colored knife qi slashed out directly.

"Bang!" The blood-colored saber energy was cut into nothingness.

"Fuck!" The leader of the Blood Knife Sect cursed secretly, this door is so big, as long as this brat is not a fool, he will not stand there and let himself attack.

"To enter or not to enter?" The leader of the Blood Knife Sect stared at the empty door.

"Get ready, he's coming in soon, let's kill this demon together!" Ouyang Tian's voice suddenly came from inside the secret room.

"Bluffer!" The leader of the Blood Knife Sect frowned, and he heard panic and fear in Ouyang Tian's voice.

"Fuck, what am I afraid of? Even if there is an ambush, it's just foundation building. Even if I'm seriously injured, it's not something mere foundation building can defeat!" A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Blood Knife Sect.

Strong mana wrapped his whole body, holding the blood knife banner tightly in his hand, the leader of the blood knife sect mustered up his courage and rushed into the secret room.

Ouyang Tian shrank to the corner in horror: "You...don't come here!"

The leader of the Blood Knife Sect looked around, there was no one else except Ouyang Tian!

"Just you, just now you pretended to be someone else in the secret room, ambush me, and sneak attack me?" The leader of the Blood Knife Cult sneered, the brat with mere physique actually tried to scare himself off with this little trick.