RPAGF Chapter 310: Evil Taoism?
Chapter 310: Evil Taoism?
However, the clown knew his weaknesses better than them, so Lin Feihong, who immediately stepped forward, was counterattacked by the clown.
The clown's movements were unpredictable, like a flash of black lightning, and his figure almost blended into the shadows.
Suddenly, he pounced on Lin Feihong quickly and stealthily from the side, with the dagger in his hand shining with a chilling cold light.
"Ugh--!" Lin Feihong had no time to react before he was hit in the chest, and severe pain instantly spread throughout his body.
His body flew out like a kite with a broken string, hit the wall heavily, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground gasping for breath.
Lin Qingyao exclaimed: "Xiao Fei!" But she couldn't be distracted. The clown's attack did not slow down at all, but became more and more fierce.
Chen Yile rushed over and squatted beside Lin Feihong, frowning as he examined his injuries. Although the injuries looked serious, they did not seem life-threatening.
Lin Feihong struggled to stand up. His face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine... I can still continue to fight... You go help Sister Qingyao!"
Chen Yile held him down and said firmly, "Don't hold on any longer. Find a safe place to hide first. Leave this to us."
His tone left no room for doubt. Although his voice was calm, his eyes were so firm that no one could refute him.
"Are you sure?" Lin Feihong asked hesitantly, with reluctance and worry in his eyes.
Chen Yile smiled slightly and nodded, "Don't worry, I have a way to deal with him."
His confident expression seemed to carry a convincing power. Seeing this, Lin Feihong could only nod helplessly.
He stood up, held onto the wall and slowly retreated to a corner, where he sat down against the wall and gasped.
Chen Yile's gaze returned to the field. The battle between Lin Qingyao and the clown had become intense.
The long sword in Lin Qingyao's hand flashed with cold light, and every sword strike carried a sharp gust of wind, and the sword energy went straight to the clown's vital points.
The clown relied on extremely strange body movements to dodge continuously. His figure was like a ghost, sometimes appearing on the left, sometimes flashing to the right, with no discernible pattern at all.
"It seems that I have to use more powerful means." Chen Yile muttered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming cold.
He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and shouted, "Spiritual eyes, open!"
His eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils took on a strange lavender glow.
This is Chen Yile's psychic eye, which has reached the sixth level. It can see through spirits and ghosts, and even understand the opponent's breath fluctuations.
However, even so, he still couldn't see through the Joker's actions!
"How is it possible..." Chen Yile frowned. The clown's actions were completely irregular.
It was as if it was moving in another dimension, making it impossible for his psychic eyes to capture it.
"What a trouble." Chen Yile muttered softly, feeling a little anxious.
The sixth-level psychic eye can even see through evil spirits, so how come it has no effect on a living person?
At this moment, the clown quickly dodged and suddenly approached Lin Qingyao.
Although Lin Qingyao tried her best to resist, she was obviously beginning to lose track of his pace.
"We have to find a way to force him to reveal his flaws!" Chen Yile's heart sank, and he decided not to delay any longer.
He quickly made hand gestures and muttered something. After a moment, he pointed his right hand towards the sky and shouted, "Heavenly Thunder Art!"
Above the sky, dark clouds rolled, thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed.
Immediately afterwards, a thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the clown directly.
Lin Qingyao was prepared and quickly jumped to the side, avoiding the attack range.
However, the clown's figure flashed like a ghost again, easily dodging the lightning bombardment. The lightning exploded on the ground, leaving a charred crater.
"This guy is too fast!" Chen Yile thought to himself that something was wrong.
Although the Heavenly Thunder Art is extremely powerful, its hit rate becomes a problem when dealing with extremely fast enemies.
He quickly changed his strategy, formed seals again, and chanted a new spell: "Thunderstorm!"
In an instant, the sky began to be filled with lightning, as if countless thunder and lightning were gathering in the clouds.
Afterwards, it began to rain in the black clouds. However, the rain was not ordinary raindrops, but arrows condensed from spiritual power!
With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it attacked the clown like a storm.
Spiritual arrows rained down from the sky, covering the sky and the earth. The clown dodged among them, but the intensive attacks made him look a little flustered.
Although his figure was still moving quickly, he was no longer as smooth as before.
Chen Yile's clairvoyant eyes finally caught the subtle flaws in the clown's movements.
At that moment, his eyes were like lightning, staring closely at the clown's movements, and suddenly, he discovered a clue.
"Sure enough!" Chen Yile's face changed slightly, and a hint of surprise and unwillingness flashed through his heart.
He saw through the secret of the clown's movements. It was not just speed, but an extremely complex method!
Infinite body movements!
"This guy actually knows countless magic tricks!" Chen Yile's heart was filled with huge waves.
Wuliang Shushu is a profound Taoist method that can enable people to transcend the conventional limitations of space and time and move as fast as lightning.
It can even change its physical state in an instant.
Chen Yile has been studying Taoism since he was young, and has also been exposed to related content of Wuliang Shushu, but he has never fully mastered it, let alone used it freely.
The clown in front of him not only mastered countless magic tricks, but also used them like flowing water without any flaws!
"It seems that this guy was a Taoist priest before!" Chen Yile felt a dull pain in his heart.
No wonder his psychic eyes don’t work on the clown, and no wonder the clown’s movements are so weird.
The infinite magic, this was the Taoist method he had always dreamed of, but now it has become his biggest enemy.
"Xiao Le, be careful!" Lin Qingyao's shout interrupted his thoughts.
The clown took advantage of the moment when Chen Yile was distracted and approached again. The dagger in his hand flashed with cold light and pierced Chen Yile's throat.
Chen Yile hurriedly stepped back, narrowly avoiding the attack, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
The clown still had that creepy smile on his face, as if mocking Chen Yile's incompetence.
"Looks like we have to use stronger means." Chen Yile gritted his teeth.
He quickly formed seals with his hands, preparing to perform higher-level Taoist magic.
However, the clown did not give him any chance to breathe and pounced forward again, his dagger cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound.
The speed of both sides was getting faster and faster, the air in the field seemed to solidify, and Lin Qingyao joined the battle again.
The long sword was swung like lightning, and the sword energy intertwined into one, forcing the clown to dodge frequently.
"The clown's weakness..." Chen Yile's thoughts raced through his mind.
Although the infinite magic makes the clown's movement almost invulnerable, every time he uses this advanced magic, it consumes a lot of spiritual energy.