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Chapter 167 A Fierce Battle in the Mid-Stage, Thunder Magic Displays its Power

With a sinister grin, Meng San suddenly released the bowstring. With a loud bang, the arrow transformed into a golden streak and rushed towards the boy in front of him.

Its imposing presence drew the attention of Zhong Ziyu and his two companions who were fighting nearby.

"My third brother is becoming more and more proficient in using this magical artifact."

Meng Da and Meng Er were speechless with delight. This bow was originally a mid-grade Foundation Establishment magic weapon, which was bestowed upon them by the sect elders when they were still in the Tranquil Heart Pavilion. Now, after such a long period of refinement, its power has greatly increased.

If Meng San has the ability to attain the Golden Core stage, he will still refine it as his natal magic weapon in the future.

While the two were marveling at the attack, Zhong Ziyu was so frightened that he was completely out of his mind. Let alone Zhang Lingyu, even he himself would have been seriously injured by that attack.

"It's over. I called for help to save me, and now I've caused someone to die here."

The old man was filled with remorse. He watched as the golden light shattered in mid-air, but he took the opportunity to try to escape quickly.

"Old man, you kindly asked someone to help you, but it turns out you just wanted to distract them so you could escape. How malicious!"

Although Meng Da was somewhat distracted, his attention remained focused on the old man. Seeing that the old man was about to leave, how could he let him have his way?

Meanwhile, his second brother unleashed his magical artifact and began to obstruct him relentlessly.

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On Zhang Lingyu's side, even with the support of numerous magical artifacts, he still suffered some injuries. He calmed the surging magical power in his dantian and silently took a pill.

"He's not badly injured, so he must be quite strong..."

Meng San's divine sense swept over the gradually dissipating golden light and found that the boy had only suffered some minor injuries. His smile immediately disappeared, and he pulled out another flying sword.

At this distance, it's no longer possible to use a bow and arrow.

Furthermore, that strike requires accumulating power, and at least one-fifth of one's mana.

Instead of wasting time and effort, it would be better to use other methods to resolve the issue as soon as possible.

"go!"

While wielding his magical weapon to slash at Zhang Lingyu, Meng San simultaneously circulated his internal energy, letting out a deep, thunderous roar as a white mist spurted from between his teeth.

The fog initially appeared as a light veil, but upon contact with the air, it suddenly expanded, transforming into a thick, milky-white fog that completely engulfed the area within ten feet of the two individuals.

It is impossible for outsiders to observe with the naked eye.

The art of concealing clouds.

As a fourth-grade technique of the Tranquil Mind Pavilion, it naturally has its merits.

The cultivator who created this technique originally intended to confuse his opponent and then use the illusion of mist to escape. After being improved over the generations, although it has no lethality, it can be used to harass the enemy.

If an ordinary cultivator were shrouded in this fog, not only would their naked eyes struggle to discern directions, but even their outstretched divine sense would become as sluggish as if it were trapped in a quagmire.

In Meng San's view, Zhang Lingyu was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. With this spell, his divine sense was naturally suppressed to the peak of Qi Refining.

"There's something fishy about this fog."

Zhang Lingyu's vision was completely covered by a white expanse, and even when he looked down, he could not see his own body with the naked eye.

The other party's idea was indeed correct; his divine sense was suppressed to some extent, but unfortunately, he remained at the mid-Foundation Establishment level.

But it's definitely enough to deal with Meng San.

"Whoosh!"

A flying sword suddenly shot out from the mist, heading straight for his face. To confuse his opponent, Zhang Lingyu pretended to narrowly dodge the attack.

"He actually dodged it; he's got some skill."

Meng San, who was not far away, was slightly surprised, but not too worried. He must have some skills to dare to come out alone. It was a pity that he only realized it when the flying sword was close by, which showed that he was not very capable.

"Heh, you can dodge one, but what about the other two?" He sneered inwardly, casually tossing out another flying sword to interfere.

As a result, the opponent narrowly dodged the attacks again and again.

Zhang Lingyu had no intention of playing along with him; she was merely using this brief moment to determine Meng San's location within the fog. Now that she knew, there was no need to hold back any longer.

Binding Spirit Rope!

The magical artifact obtained from Yun Jinghao flew out of his storage bag and instantly entangled a flying sword that was hurtling towards him.

The spiritual light on the flying sword dimmed rapidly, emitting mournful cries, but no matter how violently it shook, it could not break free from its restraints.

As for the other one, Zhang Lingyu used a Purple Sun Heavenly Fire to burn the opponent's spiritual light until it dissipated and fell from mid-air.

"not good!"

Meng San, watching from afar, changed his expression slightly. The simultaneous loss of contact with both flying swords was not a good sign. The battle-hardened man immediately realized that he had met his match.

So he immediately abandoned the two flying swords and retreated sharply.

With the cover provided by the Cloud Concealment Technique, he could easily slip away. Judging by the time, Meng and the other man should have dealt with the old man by now.

When the three brothers join forces, surely they won't be able to kill a mere Foundation Establishment stage kid?

"They have a good sense of self-awareness."

When the three brothers join forces, surely they won't be able to kill a mere Foundation Establishment stage kid?

"They have a good sense of self-awareness."

Seeing Meng San prepare to retreat without a second thought, Zhang Lingyu inwardly praised him. Although his ability to adapt to changing circumstances was good, he would not let him retreat so easily.

Just as the other party thought, he absolutely could not allow the three of them to work together.

"Since that's the case, there's no need to hold back!"

The shuttle beneath his feet suddenly accelerated, and tiny sparks of lightning appeared all over his body. As time passed, these sparks gradually climbed up his entire body, making him look like a thunder god descending to earth.

Meng San kept retreating. Although he couldn't see the boy's figure, the faint lightning in the fog and the deafening roar indicated that the other party was rushing over at top speed.

"That's incredibly fast!"

He lost his voice and even his steps began to become somewhat unsteady. The other person was not only extremely fast, but also able to pinpoint his location with precision.

The next moment, he continuously stacked talismans on himself for defense, while simultaneously crushing a jade talisman to call for help from his two brothers.

"My third brother is in trouble!"

Meng and Da were the first to sense each other's plea for help. The two brothers looked up at the same time and saw that lightning was raging in the Cloud-Concealing Technique. Even they felt a sense of danger.

"Looks like a tough nut to crack!"

Meng Er dared not underestimate him and transmitted his voice, "Big brother, quickly deal with this old man, I'm going to help third brother!"

"Okay, be careful!"

Meng Da's face was gloomy. The old man in front of him was frantically burning his lifespan. His cultivation level was already close to the late stage of Foundation Establishment. With the help of many magic artifacts and talismans, he actually stopped them here.

After receiving permission, Meng Er immediately flew towards his third brother, who was now outside the range of the Cloud Concealing Technique and was frantically flying towards him.

Just as he was about to step forward to help, his pupils contracted slightly as he saw Zhang Lingyu, his body covered in lightning, suddenly burst out of the mist.

The other party clenched his right fist and increased his speed, getting less than ten meters away from his third brother.

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, Meng San also spat out a mouthful of blood essence, trying to use the shield in front of his chest to block the attack. Unfortunately, this attack had been building up for a long time, and Zhang Lingyu suddenly threw out his right fist, with violent lightning crackling and striking it.

Even with thorough preparation, the spiritual light on the shield quickly dissipated, and the protective robe was pierced through in three breaths.

Meng San's defenses were breached, and he felt his blood and qi surging within him. Lightning raged through his limbs and bones, and he didn't even know how many of his ribs were broken. For a time, he couldn't even use his magic power.

Even worse, a sudden sharp pain shot through his mind, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood and fall from mid-air.

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