Chapter 840: The Old Monster Strikes
Originally, I saw a woman with a little girl appearing, and I thought that it must be the main owner of this interception.
In the later stage of Jindan, he also took a child with him, and even if Edgeworth was flying, he would not want to escape from the hands of the god monk.
Thinking about the head skill of killing with his own hands, and the rich benefits awarded by the above, he licked his scarlet tongue excitedly.
In the rear, the ten Yuanying Monks also quickly broke away from the battle group and rushed up after excitedly.
Although the ten people secretly intervened in the back, they sent out a blow from time to time to make the sword cultivators of the three guilds exhausted, and even if they were superb in swordsmanship, they were faintly suppressed.
Even if he was a monk in the Transformation Stage, he didn't dare to ignore the attack of the Yuanying Monk, and if he was hit head-on, he would be seriously injured.
The three sword cultivators attacked super strongly, but in the case of frontal resistance at the same level, and the juniors secretly came out to sneak attack, they were also suppressed and retreated.
However, after a mother and daughter appeared in the plane, one of them turned into a god and demon cultivator and broke away from the battle group, and the Yuanying junior, who was sneaking away from afar, also turned his head and pounced on the other side, and the pressure was greatly reduced.
"Not good!" The faces of the three god-transforming monks changed suddenly, but they were dragged by three monks of the same rank and had no ability to rescue them.
There is a monster in the cabin, so the mother and daughter will definitely be fine!
But once the old monster makes a move, doesn't it seem that the three of them are incompetent, and when the time comes, the impression will be greatly reduced, and I can't help but be annoyed!
"Die!"
The three of them couldn't get out of the containment, so they could only spread their grievances on the enemy.
Suddenly, the pressure of the three Shadow Demon Cultivators increased greatly, and they were a little unable to withstand the attack of the fierce sword qi with the first attack power.
yelled, "Hurry up!"
The monk with a scar on his face grinned, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty coldness, and he swung the sickle-shaped spirit weapon in his hand to stop and kill his target.
Although I have to admit that the chick who appeared is amazing and attractive, it seems that it can only be spicy compared to the credit!
The Yuanying monks who rushed to the rear to rub the merit also sacrificed their spiritual weapons and prepared to do it, as long as the weapon in his hand was waved, this merit would be in hand!
The sword cultivation of the Jindan period is not in the eyes of the ten Yuanying monks.
The eleven demon cultivators' faces were excited, and they looked at the mother and daughter like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Suddenly, the earth-shattering fury made the hearts of the demon cultivators who were swarming tremble, and an incomparable breath crushed them.
"It's... This breath is...!"
The sturdy God Transformation Stage Demon Cultivator with a scar on his face sensed a majestic aura that made people's hearts palpitate, and his hideous face was stunned, and even his breath stagnated for a short time, and he almost stumbled and fell from the sky!
The Yuanying monk in the rear was even more unbearable, and the posture of leaning over and flying suddenly stopped, as if he had stepped on the brakes, and his body was straight and stunned in the air.
In the terrifying aura, the liver was terrified, and the body was trembling slightly.
Sou...!
The old drunkard's figure flickered, and in an instant, the scar strong god monk appeared next to him.
At this moment, the face of the god-turning monk has long been devoid of the image of a kind old man, his white hair is flying, and his murderous aura is like a god and demon descending!
Trying to harm your favorite heirs will pay the price even if it is a holy place!
Brother Scar's eyes widened, his mind went blank, and he couldn't even resist under the crush of terror, only a thick despair.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden appearance of the old monster of the catastrophe, and they didn't notice that there was a handsome young man walking out of the cabin behind him, but his body only exuded a third-level cultivation in the Qi cultivation period.
Stepping on the void, every step of the foot will appear a layer of fluorescence, as if stepping on invisible glass.
Xiao Chen didn't even glance at the demon cultivator who was stunned in the air, pouted, and was very dissatisfied in his heart.
Especially when I saw the baby girl standing on the giant sword and dancing happily, I felt even more uncomfortable.
"Hmph, isn't it Edgeworth, who wouldn't!"
muttered sourly, grabbed the parachute on his shoulder with his fingers, ripped it off and threw it out.
But if you think about it, compared to Edgeworth's flight, it seems to be really weak!
I originally wanted to take my daughter to play a wave of skydiving, but now I see my daughter and the child having fun with her mother, and I am not interested in .......
The appearance of the old monster stunned everyone, and even there were people in the cabin who kept jumping out and were in no mood to deal with it anymore.
The old drunkard stared at the bull's eye, looked down at the scar monk with a trembling face, and said in a cold voice: "Those who try to hurt the old man's baby apprentice will die!"
Without saying a word, he picked up the wine gourd in his hand and smashed it head-on!
Only in this most violent way can the anger in the heart be revealed, and it will be good to invite credit to the future baby apprentice later!
"No... No...!"
Brother Scar raised his head and leaned back, his eyes widening in horror, and his heart was full of despair as he watched the gourd fall but couldn't dodge it as if it was locked.
But in the face of the old monster of the catastrophe, the other three god-transforming demon cultivators were already frightened and their legs weakened, let alone rescue.
Sou....
Monk Scar's heart was shattered, and his eyes widened as he watched the gourd grow in ...... sight.
Boom!
In an instant, the backward body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist and floating in the sky.
Under the strong wind, the noses of the ten Yuanying monks moved, and when they smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, their hearts suddenly panicked.
Even the Avatar Cultivator was smashed into a blood mist by a wine gourd, and the Yuan Infant Cultivator couldn't stop it!
In the face of the old monster of the tragedy, even running away has become a luxury!
The old drunkard glared sideways, pulled out the gourd stopper, and poured a large sip of wine on his head.
When he lowered his head, he puffed out his cheeks and glanced at it.
Burst......!
A sip of wine spurted out, as if countless sword qi were soaring into the sky.
Whoosh .......
Countless crystalline liquors turned into a foot-long needle and shot forward.
"Not good!"
"Help!"
"Seniors spare their lives!"
"The juniors are wrong!"
"Master Zhu save me......!"
The ten infant monks looked desperate in their eyes, and they hurriedly confessed their mistakes.
It's a pity that the old drunkard can cultivate to the late stage of the tribulation, how can he be soft-hearted, and the killing intent in his cold eyes is permeated, urging the crystal wine to shoot away.
"Ahh Ahh
The continuous screams echoed in the sky, and the body of a Ming Yuan Infant Monk was pierced, and even the Yuan Infant was torn to pieces under the piercing, and the blood on his body splattered and fell quickly.
The monk who chanted 'Lord Zhu Tang save me' reluctantly turned his head to look at the mountain below before his consciousness dissipated.
It's just that the original proud Zhu Hall Master has disappeared without a trace, leaving only a blood mist on the top of the mountain that is gradually dissipating.
Ten Yuan Infant Monks, kill in seconds!
The old drunkard was very proud of showing his hand in front of the future baby apprentice, and he was very proud of looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle!
Xiao Chen walked leisurely to the suspended flying sword, rubbed his daughter's little head, and taught disdainfully.
"Baby girl, don't learn from that old thing to spit in the future, it's not qualified, it's dirty!"
(End of chapter)