Chapter 200: Iron Fist
The sunlight outside the car was very harsh, and even sitting in the car felt the pain of the bone. Madame Rurui has always been preoccupied, Sha Man is also sullen, and Wan Linggen, who closes his eyes and recuperates, is not at peace in his heart, whenever he feels restless, something bad will happen, and now, his mind is in a state of confusion.
There was a muffled bang, the carriage stopped, Wan Linggen opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a chaotic shout outside the car.
Shaman's face instantly turned extremely pale, "They're here!" ”
"Who?" Wan Linggen and Lady Russell looked at the panicked Shaman at the same time.
The corners of Shaman's mouth trembled slightly, "The two people you just dealt with, their companions. ”
Wan Linggen's brows furrowed, "Can a dead person still ventilate the news?" ”
Shaman pointed to his arms, "As long as the soul bead is not extinguished, you can send a signal." ”
Wan Linggen took out the two gray-white beads, a cold light burst out in his eyes, and his fingers clenched hard, and the two beads silently turned into powder, raising two clouds of mist in the air, dissipating and invisible under his breath.
The noise outside suddenly disappeared.
Wan Linggen lifted the curtain on the car and jumped down.
The scene in front of him made him stunned, there were hundreds of Taoist priests with swords in their hands surrounding their convoy, their expressions were fierce, and they had no outsiders' demeanor at all.
Zhang Feng and Huang Wencai were protected by a group of soldiers, their faces were pale, and when they saw Wan Linggen jumping out of the car, they ran to him like a savior, "They...... It's looking for you. ”
"Protect the carriage!" Wan Linggen said coldly. Zhang Feng and Huang Wencai hurriedly commanded everyone to escort the carriage he was riding.
"What do you want to do?" Wan Linggen asked in a deep voice.
One of the middle-aged Taoist priests stepped forward and said, "We have received a message that we can't reconcile the two Taoist friends, they are in danger, we have come to the rescue, and please hand over the two of them, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." ”
"Inseparable?" Wan Linggen sneered, "Is it your accomplice? Unfortunately, I don't know where they are. ”
The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes widened and shouted: "Just now they sent us a message, obviously on top of the carriage, and now they have disappeared inexplicably, they must have been poisoned by you, give it to me!" He jumped up with a loud shout, and pounced on the carriage like a goshawk, only to see a flash of white light in his hand, and the canopy on the carriage burst open, and the unprepared Madame Extravagant and Shaman covered the top of their heads and hugged each other tightly.
The Taoist priest saw that there were only two women in the car, he couldn't help but be stunned, and rushed down to the shape of the body suddenly, just at this moment he was slightly stunned, only to feel a flower in front of him, Wan Linggen had already floated in, lightning palm out, firmly imprinted on the Taoist shoulder, the Taoist snorted, the body flew back upside down like a kite with a broken string, and Wan Linggen stood firmly on the carriage.
When the Taoist priest fell to the ground, he was caught by other companions, and all seven or eight people were overwhelmed by his downward momentum for a while, turning into a rolling gourd, and he was very embarrassed.
Wan Linggen's face was gloomy, and he leaned over and pulled the panicked Madame Extravagant and Shaman up, and carefully jumped out of the car.
At this time, the Taoist priest had already stood up from the ground, and his eyes fell on Sha Man behind Wan Linggen, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and the surprise that could not be concealed flashed away.
Wan Linggen had already seen the other party's expression, he reached out and grabbed Shaman's cold palm and said: "I know your target is her, don't talk about other nonsense, the two people you are looking for have turned into ashes, if you want to beat her, pass me first." His voice was deep and powerful. The faces of the Taoist priests changed several times, and Sha Man's palm held by him grabbed him hard, and leaned gently against him.
The middle-aged Taoist priest made a series and said: "Poor Taoist understanding, polite!" ”
Wan Linggen sneered: "What is the comprehension of Wukong, I have no interest in knowing, you either give way or ...... Die! ”
The Taoist priest's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes looked at him for a while, and said, "This brother, since you also know what our goal is, then as long as you hand over the little princess to us, we promise not to pursue it again." ”
Wan Linggen laughed and said, "Are you stupid? Didn't you hear what I just said? ”
The cold light in his eyes said: "The matter of our Nine Shadows is not yet the turn of others to speak, since you must come out, then it is no wonder that the poor Dao is poor." After speaking, with a wave of his sleeves, a light smoke shot out from his cuffs, and a faint aroma instantly filled the air, and the sound of plopping sounded, Zhang Feng and Huang Wencai and their subordinates fell to the ground and fainted, and Mrs. Yurui also fell to the ground and fell to the ground.
"Eight worshippers?" Wan Linggen said coldly, "Are you only going to play this trick?" ”
Seeing that he didn't react, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, "You're not afraid of eight worships?" ”
Wan Linggen said slowly: "Not long ago, there were two holy aunts who called themselves Tassel and Liuyun, and they also used this kind of trick on me, but ......"
Perception was taken aback, "The Flowing Clouds of the Jade Smoky Mountain? What happened to them? ”
Wan Linggen said lightly: "It's turned into dust." ”
Perception's face became extremely strange, "You ruined their clones? It seems that even if we let you go, you won't live long. ”
Wan Linggen laughed, "I don't have to worry about how long I can live, tell me your choice, give way or die?" ”
Perception snorted and said, "I really don't know whether to live or die." I, Qingyun Mountain, have always been friends with Yuyan Mountain, so let me settle this matter for Yuyan Mountain! As he spoke, he rushed forward with the long sword in his hand.
Wan Linggen stood still, and Sha Man hurriedly whispered in his ear: "The sword in his hand is not ordinary, don't touch it." Wan Linggen frowned and asked, "Is your short sword okay?" Shaman was stunned and said; Yes, yes, it's just too short, are you going to use it? ”
Wan Linggen smiled slightly, "The length is the same, you stand here and don't move." As he spoke, he jumped up and rushed towards his understanding like lightning.
"When! While! While! Three clear sounds in succession, the figures of the two quickly staggered, and they took a few steps backwards with their wrists covered, looking at the short sword in Wan Linggen's hand with an incredulous face, "Shura Blade?" His gaze swept over Shaman, who was not far away, "She gave you all the talisman blades?" ”
"How?" Wan Linggen saw that his eyes flashed, his expression changed, and he secretly said something bad in his heart, his body suddenly rose up, and he heard a perceptive roar in his ears: "Everyone do it, take down the little princess!" And he himself rushed towards the Ten Thousand Souls.
Wan Linggen didn't care about his comprehension, his body turned upside down and came to Sha Man's body, and the short sword in his hand waved outward, blocking the sword that stabbed by his comprehension with a bang, while the other Taoist priests pounced from all directions like wolves and tigers.
At this time, the disadvantage of the short sword in Wan Linggen's hand was immediately apparent, he not only had to protect the sand man behind him, but also to resist the swords stabbed from all over the place, his actions were greatly restricted, and in less than a few breaths, he had been stabbed with four or five wounds on his body, and blood came out of his clothes.
"You...... You're hurt! Shaman's voice trembled, and the hands that tugged at the hem of his shirt were covered in blood.
"Leave me alone, protect yourself." The pain from the wound made his scalp tingle, but what he was most worried about was not injury, but bleeding!
The blood in his body cannot be regenerated, and every drop that flows is one drop!
As soon as he thought of this, he roared, reached out to hug Shaman's slender waist, and rushed towards Enlightenment.
"Stop him!" Perception shouted, the body retreated, and immediately two people rushed up, Wan Linggen's short sword in his hand swung out like lightning, a dazzling arc of light flashed between the necks of the two people, the heads of the two people flew high, the headless corpse still couldn't stop rushing forward, and slammed into Wan Linggen's arms, the sword in their hands left two long wounds on his left and right ribs, Wan Linggen roared wildly, put down the sand man, reached out and grabbed the two corpses, opened his mouth to bite the neck of the blood gushing.
As the blood gushed out, he suddenly felt that the wounds on his body had stopped oozing blood.
Everyone stopped attacking and stared blankly at the horrific scene.
Wan Linggen was covered in blood, except for the white teeth in his mouth, his eyes were black, and his whole person turned blood red.
"Who's next?" Wan Linggen pulled out the two long swords between the ribs and raised them high.
"There are many of us, he is alone, everyone rushes together!" Savour shouted as he brandished his sword.
Wan Linggen's eyes widened, the short sword in his hand was pushed flat on his chest, and he shouted: "If you are not afraid of death, come here!" ”
Perception Hehe sneered: "Even if you have three heads and six arms, no sharp weapons, and you have to be distracted to protect the people behind you, I'm afraid it won't be able to support you for long, and if you know each other, you will hand her over to us, and we can consider letting you live." However, before he finished speaking, Wan Linggen suddenly leaned forward without warning, and came to the nearest Taoist priest like lightning, and drew an arc of light with a short sword in his hand, the Taoist priest screamed, his head rolled up, and Wan Linggen retreated to Shaman's side, this one was sent and received, only in one breath, the faces of the surrounding Taoist priests changed greatly, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.
The headless corpse of the Taoist priest fell to the ground with a thud and convulsed, his arms gradually stretched forward, and soon he couldn't tell the end from the beginning.
The muscles on Savannah's face trembled, and he waved the long sword in his hand and shouted; "Let's go together!" As he spoke, he pounced, and the others rushed over with shouts.
Wan Linggen sighed secretly in his heart, this time I am afraid that there will be less luck. Shaman behind him said urgently: "You let me go with them." ”
Wan Linggen said angrily: "Go with them? That's no different from sending me to death, don't worry, I won't fall down so easily. ”
As he spoke, the Taoist priests had already rushed to the front, Wan Linggen grabbed Shaman's arm, roared wildly, and did not retreat, but advanced, his long hair fluttering, and rushed forward like a mad demon.