Chapter 11: Press and punch
Not long ago, the Blood Lotus Sect was still a fierce and arrogant cultivator, one was beheaded, the other was like a turtle with a shrunken head, and the other had his clothes torn to shreds, kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, as for the battleship, it was even more torn apart, as miserable as it could be. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
This scene was definitely something that no one present had ever thought of in advance.
The vast majority of the people of the Flying Sword Sect only felt very happy in their hearts at this time.
In the past nearly a hundred years, similar things have happened I don't know how many times, and every time the Flying Sword Sect is the one who is humiliated, there has never been an exception.
But this time, finally raised eyebrows.
The deputy head and elder of the Blood Lotus Sect were in front of the mountain gate of the Flying Sword Sect, embarrassed like a dog, and there was also an elder who was captured.
However, among the many people in the Flying Sword Sect, there is another person at this moment, but his head is full of cold sweat, and his eyes are full of fear and despair, and this person is Zheng Lang.
Seeing Li Hexian's might, he finally understood how stupid his previous decision was.
Annoyed this guy, he really went to death on the pole!
Secretly looked around, and saw that everyone's attention was on Li Hexian's body, and he was short, and he immediately wanted to slip away.
But Zheng Lang only took two steps, and suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, impartial, and happened to block his way.
Raising his head, Zheng Lang saw Zhao Jianyi looking at him with a smile.
"At this time, Elder Zheng, where are you going?" Zhao Jian was smiling on his face, but in the eyes of Zheng Lang, who had a ghost in his heart, the other party's smile was really meaningful.
"I—I've got something. In a hurry, Zheng Lang couldn't think of a good reason, so he could only prevaricate casually.
It's a pity that Zhao Jianyi was not fooled at all, he touched his chin, looked at the sky with his eyes, and said pointedly: "So that's the case, I listened to Elder Zheng's words before, and I thought that Elder Zheng was a spy planted by the Blood Lotus Sect in our Flying Sword Sect, and at this time I was going to secretly report for help."
"You, you are talking nonsense!" Zheng Lang jumped up in fright, his hair stood on end, "You, you don't want to spew blood, you don't talk nonsense!"
"Then at this time, where are you going!" Zhao Jianyi's face sank suddenly, "Leaving at this time, how can you make me believe that you don't have a ghost in your heart?"
"Then, then I can't leave it!" Seeing that Yao Huachun's gaze swept over to this side, intentionally or unintentionally, Zheng Lang said stupidly.
After a while, he was about to move again, but as soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhao Jianyi sneering and looking at him, as if he had expected it, and he was immediately frightened Zheng Lang quickly lowered his head again, and scolded in his heart.
At this time, Zou Jinwei, who was cowering in the defensive magic weapon, was already on the verge of collapse.
He desperately held back his tears and shouted to Li Hexian: "What do you want? You just say it! I promise you! You tell me what you really want!"
"I want your life! Will you give it?" Li Hexian did not finish speaking, and slashed down with a sword.
With a bang, golden light burst out, and countless firelights splashed in all directions, as if the red-hot molten iron had suddenly exploded.
The light of the defensive magic weapon swayed violently, like a candle flame in the wind, making Zou Jinwei's heart almost stop beating with nervousness.
He knew very well that the defensive magic weapon was also driven by the formation within it.
As long as it is a formation, it needs the support of energy to be able to operate, and at this moment, every time the sword shadow that the opponent cuts down, it brings great divine power, and at an astonishing speed, it consumes the internal energy of the defensive magic weapon.
According to Zou Jinwei's estimate, if the other party follows this trend, in less than half an hour, his defensive magic weapon will inevitably run out of energy.
At that time, he was a pig and dog to be slaughtered, and he had no ability to resist at all.
At this moment, it is impossible to resist, and the only way is to negotiate terms with the other party in exchange for the other party's stop.
"This can't be! What about the others!" Zou Jinwei shouted like crazy, "What else do you want! I can assure you, as long as you let me go, today's events, including the previous ones, our Blood Lotus Sect will not be to blame in the past!
"Huh?" Li Hexian really stopped as Zou Jinwei wished, but before he could put down his hanging heart, Li Hexian's face became gloomy again, and his eyes burst out with a terrifying killing intent, "You still have the face to say that you are not to blame in the past? It was your Blood Lotus Sect that took the initiative to provoke me! You are not guilty in the past, and I still plan to settle accounts with you! I went to a fart sect, what did I really think of myself?"
Li Hexian's words, to a certain extent, even the Flying Sword Sect scolded it, but at this time, none of the people in the Flying Sword Sect picked this word.
At the moment, they only feel happy, and they can't wait for Li Hexian to be more ruthless to Zou Jinwei, and Zou Jinwei to be a little more ugly.
The Great Elder of the Flying Sword Sect was the worst at the moment, he blatantly took out a Wind Listening Stone from the storage bag, and began to record the embarrassed appearance of Zou Jinwei and Guo Xing at this moment, and there were still words in his mouth: "When we recruit new disciples next year, I will use this as propaganda." ”
Hearing this, Zou Jinwei almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, but when the words of scolding his mother came to his mouth, he was immediately swallowed back raw, and turned into a weak begging for mercy: "Mu Zihe, I know I'm wrong, you are, how can you let me go." “
"What are you doing wrong?" Li sneered.
Saying that he was wrong was just a rhetoric, and from the bottom of his heart, Zou Jinwei didn't feel that he was wrong.
So at this moment, he was stunned for a moment when Li Hexian asked him like this.
With this stunned kung fu, Zou Jinwei knew that he had done something wrong again.
"You don't even beg for mercy, what do you want! Give me death!" Li Hexian suddenly pulled out more than a dozen powerful spirit runes and stimulated them together.
In an instant, outside the mountain gate of the Flying Sword Sect, it seemed that a round of scorching sun had risen from the flat bottom, and the dazzling light made it impossible for people to look directly at all, just one glance, the eyes were sore and painful, and the eyes were full of tears, so they could only turn around and peep out of the corners of their eyes.
What is even more frightening is the terrifying power of this round of light.
A sound wave, in an instant, shoveled the ground and smashed it into Zou Jinwei's body.
Because he was shrouded in light, no one present noticed that Li Hexian's body, suddenly, stretched out, and the whole person turned into a giant as tall as two or three floors, and every pore of his body burst out with amazing divine might.
At this moment, he abandoned the Demon Emperor Sword, and with only a pair of fists, he shot at Zou Jinwei's defensive magic weapon and hit the Whale Tiantao Fist!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At first, it was a terrifying loud noise, but later, the sounds were all connected, like thunder and war drums, thousands of horses galloping, and steel torrents, shaking the ground to tremble.
Everyone present couldn't see what was going on, they only felt deafening and frightened.
Soon after, when the light faded and everyone's eyesight returned to normal, and hurriedly looked over again, Qi Qi erupted into a gasping sound, and everyone's faces were all shocked expressions, and their mouths almost hit the ground.
At this moment, outside the mountain gate of the Flying Sword Sect, the ground seems to have been hit by countless meteorites, and there are broken and cracks everywhere, although Zou Jinwei's defensive magic weapon has not been exploded, but he is dressed in golden armor, which is covered with porcelain-like cracks at the moment, and his whole person, his hair is scattered, blood is surging in his mouth and nose, and his body is also like full of wounds, blood is gurgling, and it continues to seep out from the cracks in the golden armor.
This miserable appearance makes people's hearts hair and their scalps explode.
For a moment, the scene fell into a deathly silence, and everyone present could even hear the sound of their own hearts beating.
Li Hexian had a cold face at the moment, and his mood was not very good.
Although he didn't use all his strength just now, he still made him a little annoyed by the failure to break the opponent's defensive magic weapon.
"This damn turtle shell!" Li Hexian snorted in his heart.
So far, he has exposed enough strength, and there are still some hidden strengths that he is unwilling to show.
One is that as a cultivator, it is impossible to expose all of your hole cards in front of others, and the more your hole cards are exposed, the closer you are to death.
The second is that after all, since he was a child, he is now in the territory of the Flying Sword Sect, and he doesn't trust the people here at all, from the big up, this is still in the territory of the Xuanyue Sect, and it is still in the Northern Regions, if some strength is displayed, it will expose his true identity.
He can't take this risk now.
And if you kill the other party, if the Flying Sword Sect doesn't carry this pot for yourself, it will also be a little troublesome.
Li Hexian glanced at Yao Huachun and the others, snorted coldly, kicked hard, and kicked on the brilliance of Zou Jinwei's defensive magic weapon.
Suddenly, with a bang, a ripple-like brilliance shook out of the light, and the sound frightened Zou Jinwei, as if he was a mouse who had stolen something and was discovered, and suddenly hugged his head and squatted on the ground.
If the other disciples of the Blood Lotus Sect saw this scene now, they would probably be so sad that they would shed tears: how arrogant the deputy head was before, how could he become like this now?
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm willing to give you anything! As long as you can spare my life!" Zou Jinwei didn't dare to raise his head at all, holding his head, squatting on the ground and shouting loudly, his voice crying.
"The storage bag is handed over. Li Hexian said coldly.
Hearing Li Hexian's words, Zou Jinwei, who was shrinking down, suddenly had a glint called "hope" in his eyes, and he almost didn't hesitate, he took off the storage bag on his body and threw it at Li Hexian - and it was two.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Flying Sword Sect was stunned for a moment, Yao Huachun couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped forward: "Master Mu, are you going to let him go?"