Volume 3 Wit and Pride Chapter 18 Regrets in This Life
Zhang Qinglong and Wang Huaiyuan fought equally, one of his clothes were full of traces of fire therapy, his hair and beard were all burnt, and the other was in tattered clothes.
The two were out of breath.
Zhang Qinglong opened his mouth and scolded: "That kid is articulate, he will only lie and flow oil everywhere, if he is really the young pavilion master of the Xiaoyao Pavilion, he said that there is a secret guard, what did he run just now?"
Have you eaten for nothing for decades? I can't tell that he is telling stories and procrastinating for time. β
Wang Huaiyuan was extremely depressed, and his cheeks were gloomy and about to drip water: "Okay, don't say it." They all went separately to find the eyes, and if they didn't leave, it would be dawn.
Let the people of the remaining sects kill all the people in the vicinity, and leave no one alive, and at the same time look for two women and a man, and bring them to me.
We were all tricked by him, and if we found that kid, we killed them directly, and I am here waiting for your news. β
Wang Zhiyong stumbled and said in a panic: "Dad, that kid killed everyone I brought here." β
Wang Huaiyuan roared: "What? How could it be? How could he hurt you like this? Does he have any help?"
Wang Zhiyong shook his head.
"Could it be that he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? β
Zhang Qinglong's face froze: "I'll kill him, if I don't kill him, I will never forget today's shame in my life." β
Wang Huaiyuan and the others scattered in twos and threes.
Several of Xie Huaicheng's martial saints also dispersed and lurked all over the city.
Sunset City is in chaos again, and fights begin again.
Wang Huaiyuan sat cross-legged in the center of the street, recovering his spiritual energy.
Feeling a breath in the air, Zhan Xiaoyao rested his mind and operated, but it was the green dragon that he stared at.
"It's a little green worm who came, and it's a good one. β
Zhan Xiaoyao stood on the ground and smiled evilly: "Little green worm, you have long borne the name of a traitor, can you dare to fight with me." β
Arrogance, too arrogant, scheming, at this moment, he dares to insult my Qinglong Law Saint. Die, this kid must die, otherwise my old face of Zhang Qinglong will be lost home.
"Arrogant child, don't blame me for bullying the weak and bullying the small with the big. β
Roar, a green dragon more than ten zhang long burst out again, the momentum roared, the majesty rumbled, completely with a wild breath, towards the battle of the free.
In Zhang Qinglong's eyes, Zhan Xiaoyao is definitely a dead man.
Zhan Xiaoyao smiled, and his body quickly swept out to dodge.
Bang! The cyan dragon slammed into a pavilion with swiftness, and the pavilion instantly turned into a piece of slag.
Zhan Xiaoyao took advantage of the smoke, and the speed rushed out, and the 'Darkless' quickly stabbed forward.
"What? You, your speed, completely surpassed the Holy Order, how is thisβhow is this possible?"
The speed of the battle made Zhang Qinglong lose his mind for a moment, far exceeding the unexpected speed.
Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes were Lingling, the speed of the forward sweep did not stop, and a cold cheek had already appeared in front of Zhang Qinglong: "Is it impossible? I'll let you see what it means to be impossible." β
Zhang Qinglong was extremely surprised, but his speed was extremely fast, and he immediately deployed a cyan light shield to envelop his body.
This kid is so evil, his aura is not strong, and his speed is too fast, by the way, he has the best elixir, he must have taken the best elixir.
There was a soft sound, and the light shield rebounded violently after it was dented.
Zhang Qinglong looked at the intact shield and suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, what if it's faster." It's a pity that the grasshopper shakes the tree, which is ridiculous. Boy, you go to death. β
Zhan Xiaoyao's face turned pale, and he quickly swept back, quickly dodging a spell attack cast by Zhang Qinglong.
Shields are nothing more than a form of psionic energy, and I want to see how tough your shields can be.
Zhan Xiaoyao easily dodged the spell, his speed did not stop, he swept closer in a few steps, and with a fierce punch, he smashed on the shield with a thud again.
Zhang Qinglong laughed out loud again.
Suddenly, the black-clothed young man in front of him did not finish his punch, followed by another punch.
Alack!
The furious fist was whimpering and whistling, squeezing the air near the fist and trembling.
Zhang Qinglong's complexion changed instantly, his eyes widened, and he looked at the close punch with a speed like a meteor in surprise and fear, and the fierce roaring fist wind.
With a punch, the spiritual energy can still support it, but it is scattered for a while, but the kid in front of him is actually ......
Zhang Qinglong panicked, panicked for no reason, with full of incredulity, the speed of the kid in front of him was together, and he couldn't see his fist clearly.
Only the afterimages of fists and the strength of the wind smashed into the same part.
The shield continued to dent, and Zhang Qinglong's body was smashed by the strength and couldn't help but fly back.
The sound of popping was endless, and Zhang Qinglong clearly saw that the shield couldn't help but dent, and the shield controlled by his mental power was about to be shattered.
Zhang Qinglong's complexion changed suddenly, and he kept releasing spells in his hands, but one after another the energy hit the young man in front of him, and it only produced a concussive force, but did not cause major injuries.
And his own wood attribute dark energy, as soon as he entered his body, he was completely suppressed by a powerful spiritual force.
Just when Zhang Qinglong was shocked, with a bang, the shield shattered and dissipated.
Zhang Qinglong's face was full of horror: "How is this possible?"
Before the words could be spoken, a meteor-like fist had already hit Zhang Qinglong's chest.
Burst!
Full of majestic power, it violently attacked Zhang Qinglong's chest.
The sound of thumping bang bang is endless.
Zhang Qinglong's body was still being knocked back by the punch, and one punch had already smashed Zhang Qinglong's heart.
Zhan Xiaoyao kept punching, and his words were soft: "There is only one person in my master, and that is Fengduan Mountain." I didn't want to kill you, but you're too vicious. If you lose today, you will lose too lightly, and I will completely play with the applause. Before you die, I tell you, you're a two-hundred-and-five, brain-dead and idiot. Now, you can go to death. β
Zhang Qinglong's eyes were violent, a kid who pretended to be a low-level cultivator, he actually deceived himself, he lost his old face, and he was framed. At this moment, the ravaged powerless, a generation of wisdom, was ruined at the hands of a young man.
Angry, Zhang Qinglong spurted out a large mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs, his body was knocked out by a force of gravity, and his entire chest was completely sparse.
Absorbing spiritual energy, picking up items, a black fire flashed, and the Qinglong Dharma Saint became a pile of flying ashes.
Half an hour later, suddenly a Dharma Saint swept over: "Sect, Sect Master, the aura of the Qinglong Dharma Saint has disappeared. β
Wang Huaiyuan was taken aback: "What? What's the matter? Is it surrounded by Zhang Chuan and a few of them?"
Wang Huaiyuan stood up and paced back and forth: "Hurry up and find the Formation Eye." Just go. β
Not long after he sat down, another Dharma Saint swept over: "The breath of the Palm Shadow Martial Saint Xie Huai has disappeared. β
Wang Huaiyuan's eyes were wide open, and a pair of eyes turned in a panic, and he had already lost his square inch: "How can this be? How can this be? It must be surrounded by Xie Huaicheng's guards and martial saints." The people who hurt me, they should also be seriously injured, Xie Huaicheng, you deserve to die. β
Xiao Tian, Feng Xia Wu and Xie Feiyan's injuries slowed down their physical recovery, and they sneaked out again to plunder the villains.
Somewhere in Sunset City, two Martial Saints were fighting with Zhan Yao.
"Boy, you're strong, not ordinary, but today is your time of death. β
"I don't want to kill people, but you are too vicious, and you would rather let a group of innocent citizens fall victim to your scheme, you have a bad heart, you deserve to die. β
"Look for death. β
Seeing the two martial saints coming, Zhan Yao shook his head sadly, and turned over to be a sword light.
The black-red dragon suddenly attacked.
"Ahh
The two martial saints howled miserably, their hair and beards were already scorched, and the outer layer of skin and flesh was dripping with blood.
The two Martial Saints, their body protection qi was wildly unleashed, and they quickly swept out.
"If you want to run, you will die while you are sick. β
A moment later, several Martial Saints also turned into a pile of flying ashes.
Wang Huaiyuan listened to the news of a martial saint, he couldn't sit still anymore, and his face was full of panic: "How could it be, how could it be? The seven saints are all out of breath? Could it be that kid really has a master secretly protecting him? Send a message and gather in the city." β
It was getting dark, and the battle in the middle of the night was still going on.
After taking the pill, Wang Zhiyong, who was in pain, could barely hold the sword body, and turned his head, and a martial saint drove several girls and a teenager in the distance.
"Dad, Deputy Sect Master Du caught that kid's partner. β
Wang Huaiyuan stood up and shouted loudly: "Zhan Xiaoyao, you come out for me, I know you heard, your friends are in our hands." If they don't come out, they die. β
The rumbling words spread far away, and many cultivators scattered in the city were all shocked by the rumbling words, and swept towards the center of Sunset City.
Wang Zhiyong and the few remaining great martial artists had weapons on the necks of several teenagers and girls.
Two Martial Saints and two Magic Saints stood in the center of the street, waiting for Zhan Yao to appear.
Except for Feng Xia Wu, Xiao Tian, and Xie Feiyan, several students and martial arts sects were already unconscious.
Wang Zhiyong's steel knife was on Feng Xiawu's neck, and his cheeks were full of fierceness: "Call him out for me, call." β
Feng Xia danced with phoenix eyes, and a stern gaze shot directly on Wang Zhiyong's cheek: "You, dreaming." β
Feng Xia Wu struggled to condense every strength in her body, preparing to launch a surprise attack, but the steel knife around her neck tightened again.
"Hmph, you're completely out of strength at the moment, as long as the steel knife in my hand is lightly swiped, your pink skin is a scar, I don't mind carving a few more lines on your cheeks to make you the ugliest woman. β
Wang Zhiyong's hatred for Zhan Xiaoyao had reached its peak, and he roared again: "I call you, call him out, you call me, call me or not." β
The steel knife in Wang Zhiyong's hand wanted to slash at Feng Xiawu's cheek.
Feng Xia Wu was not afraid, the long whip in his hand suddenly moved, and a red whip shadow suddenly attacked, Wang Zhiyong didn't have time to react, and the steel knife in his hand was swept away.
The long whip was like a spirit snake, and the tail of the whip changed, and it attacked Wang Huaiyuan.
"Hmph, look for death. β
Wang Huaiyuan raised his hand is palm, and the fierce energy with the blazing flames struck out towards the long whip.
Bang!
The huge force directly withdrew the long whip, Wang Huaiyuan's body swept out quickly, and with a sudden burst of his mouth, a red horse was pulled out, and it turned out to be like a long whip.
The flaming red whip shadow was heavy, and it immediately formed a flame streamer in the sky, besieging Fengxia Dance. The flame was unexpectedly full of energy, and the furious fire attribute element was surging and scorching.