Chapter Eighty-Three: The Reason for Falling Here
I saw an old man in a gray robe standing on the broken tiles outside the door, with gray hair and withered appearance, he was slightly hunched up, his slightly cloudy eyes flashed with a vicious and fierce light, and the sagging skin and corners of his mouth were even more mean and sharp. The dust on his arm was trembling slightly, as if he couldn't hold it anymore.
A hint of shock flashed in Ning Wushu's calm eyes, "It turned out to be him—"
As soon as he lifted the corner of his robe, Shen Fu stepped out of the door, "Long time no see-Ling Xu." ”
The people who were rumored to be dead were all alive.
This series of events completely confused everyone.
Ling Xuan looked at Shen Fu indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead man, "You don't seem to be surprised. ”
"I had a guess. Shen Fu said, "With Fu Roujia, it is impossible to kill so many scattered cultivators, but I originally thought that the person who was helping her by the Dao Sect was Wuchenzi, after all, I didn't find his body in Qingchen back then, but I didn't expect it to be you, an old thing, which means that Wuchenzi died for you a long time ago, right." And now your spiritual power has increased greatly, so those scattered spiritual powers are really absorbed by you. ”
"Not bad. None of the people present were his opponents, so Ling Xuan had no fear and confessed his crime unabashedly.
"Ling Xu!" Jiang Di handed Fu Roujia's Lang Leqin into Jiang Yebai's hands, and he reprimanded with an angry face, "You were also the master of a sect, but you did such a heartless and crazy thing that violated the way of heaven, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven and earth!"
The rickety body struggled to straighten up, his voice was as rough as sandpaper, and his words were full of bitter hatred. "In order to take revenge, I hid in Tibet for fifteen years, and suffered countless dark days and nights before I finally studied a technique that can make my cultivation a thousand miles in a day, and now none of you are my opponent. After I kill all of you and get the Gathering Spirit Bead, I am the heaven and earth of this world, how can I be afraid of the punishment of heaven and earth?"
Shen Fu suddenly laughed, "Do you still remember what you said when I led the puppets to attack Qingchen and Xiyin?
"If you like to play tricks, let you play a little longer. Fu Roujia snatched Lang Leqin from Jiang Yebai's hand like lightning, and she walked to Ling Xu's side, her tone revealing the pleasure of revenge, "I just like to see you dying and struggling!"
Ling Xuan seemed to have lost his patience, and directly shook off the dust, and the roots were like steel wire poisonous needles, wrapped in a thick fog-like gray spiritual power, and attacked Shen Fu like a mountain and a sea.
Before Shen Fu could make a move, Jiang Di pulled out the frost sword on his waist and blocked it in front of her, the cold cyan sword qi made the surrounding temperature drop rapidly, and the dazzling light circulating on the sword body made it impossible to look at it directly.
"Fu'er!
The blue light collided with the gray mang, and the spiritual power fluctuated in all directions, Ning Wushu quickly took Shen Fu away from the place, and Jiang Yebai, who came in a hurry, took a blank slot, and concentrated on helping Jiang Di resist Ling Xu's attack.
The rest of the people also surrounded Fu Roujia, Wen Renying seemed to have some irritable emotions to continue to vent, and pulled out the jade Linglong and threw it between Fu Roujia's legs, the blow was swift and fierce, Fu Roujia couldn't dodge, and a blood mark appeared on her leg.
"Stinky girl!"
Fu Roujia's knees bent, almost kneeling to the ground, her eyes burned with raging anger, the fierce color on her face flashed, and the bloodstained Langle Qin sound was strange and harsh, disturbing Wen Renying's body for a moment. Fu Roujia saw the opportunity to swing a blade, which approached Wen Renying's neck.
The blade of the piano dilated rapidly in her pupils, and Wen Renying's heart trembled.
There was a crisp sound of 'ding', like the sound of swords clashing each other, and the blade of the qin with hidden blood light was abruptly scattered by a golden ray.
It's a pity that Wen Renying, who was busy with the sword, was pulled aside, "Miss Aying, are you okay?"
Wen Renying shook her head.
Shen Fu's offensive did not stop, and the tip of Meng'a's sword went straight to Lang Leqin in Fu Roujia's arms. After a few harsh sounds, all seven strings on the Langle piano were broken.
"You think I can't do anything about it!" Fu Roujia stretched the four strings between her fingers, and directly used her hands as supports, and the strings seemed to be in the flesh as if she didn't know the pain, as if she had entered a magic barrier, she frantically swept out wave after wave of blades, the blood became thicker and thicker, and the attack became more and more fierce.
"You really hate me. "In this way, you will kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.
"Shouldn't I hate you!"
"Hate me, why do you hate me, because I destroyed Shein, why did I destroy Shein? That's because you slaughtered me and shook me on trumped-up charges. Although the truth is now clear, but if you kill me, I will kill you, the grudge is over, and I will not be naïve enough to expect you to have the slightest guilt. But after all, we knew each other at a young age, so I just want to ask you, is the Gathering Spirit Bead really so important?
The two are almost the same age, and because of their identity as the young master of the sect, they often meet on various occasions. And every time they met, Fu Roujia had an arrogant look, and her speech was also yin and yang, openly and secretly laughing at Shen Fu as a waste wood who could not cultivate his spirit. And although Shen Fu is also very concerned about his inability to cultivate spiritually, but because of his strong temperament, he never refuses to show weakness in front of others, so she will go back carelessly and without falling back at all to Fu Roujia's ridicule, so although the two have no friendship with each other, they don't have any big grudges in the final analysis.
Shen Fu has always been a casual posture in front of Fu Roujia, no matter what she says, Shen Fu doesn't care, and even the fact that she can't cultivate her spirit doesn't seem to be worth mentioning in her opinion. She had never seen such a serious and serious look on Shen Fu's face, so Fu Roujia was slightly stunned.
Why did they get here......
Just when Fu Roujia was stunned, three silver rays suddenly shot out from Ling Xu's dust, and Jiang Yebai's father and son and Ning Wushu, who were fighting with them, had no time to guard at all, and the silver rays instantly submerged into their bodies, blocking their meridians, and the offensive of the three slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With just one blow, several people were knocked to the ground by Ling Xuan from mid-air, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.
Shen Fu was startled, and hurriedly ran to Ning Wushu's side to check on his injuries.
"What's going on?"
"Hidden weapon! dodge away!" Ning Wushu swept the silver rays shooting from all directions, and wanted to push Shen Fu away, but the blood in his body seemed to be slowly condensing, and it became difficult for him to even raise his hand.
Jiang Yebai, who was lying on the steps, used his last strength to roll on the spot, and knocked Shen Fu out with the help of the downward momentum.
The hidden weapon was once again submerged in Jiang Yebai's body.
The rest of the spiritual cultivators who were shot by the hidden weapon all fell to the ground, the meridians were blocked, the spiritual power was condensed, and they couldn't even grasp the spiritual weapon in their hands.