Chapter 49: Wounded

I saw that in the palm of Chenyuan's hand, an incomparably sharp sword appeared, shining brightly, this was a top-level divine weapon. In Lu Chuan's hand, a pair of arm armor appeared, covering both palms together, which was also a top-level divine weapon. On the body of the Heavenly Pride, there are no fourth-order divine soldiers, not that the sect does not have them. It's just that they are Tianjiao figures, and the future leader candidates of the sect and the family must be the strictest for them, and they will not be allowed to rely on powerful divine weapons, even if they have, they are used to save their lives or escape, rather than offensive divine weapons.

In this way, perhaps they will encounter danger when they experience outside, and only in this way can they oppress their potential and force them out of the back road, even if they are defeated, there are still means to save their lives. It's all because they're pride. If one day, they are better than other sects in the competition, then they will no longer be restricted. The spears in the hands of the golden puppets made a clear sound, and they were all ready for a long battle. The inheritance is in the back, and the capable live in it.

Chenyuan's body instantly rushed towards a golden-armored man, and the sword in his hand suddenly slashed out, and in an instant, a dazzling sword rain appeared in the void, and this sword rain actually condensed in the air, turning into an indestructible sword, stabbing directly into the head of the gold-armored puppet. The golden armor puppet's expression was sharp, the spear in his hand trembled continuously, and in an instant, the golden light appeared in the sky, only to see his palm trembling continuously, and the golden light turned into a golden canopy, enveloping everything.

The gun came out, and the sword rained down.

Lu Chuan and the others slaughtered at the same time, only to see that his Lu family palm technique was infinitely powerful, as if it could crack stones and open gold, coupled with the terrifying divine weapon in his hand, the palm of his hand was filled with the power of terrifying destruction, and it directly collided with the spear of the golden armor puppet, making a crisp sound. Lin Shu was not having a good time at the moment, the golden puppet seemed to identify him, and he must be killed, Mo Zhu saw that Lu Chuan had already gone to snatch the jade slip, but his cold mangs swept towards Lin Shu, this son, should be punished.

A strong starlight appeared in the palm of Mo Zhu's hand, as if he had been refined by the stars, his body rushed out in vain, and his palm blasted out, and in an instant, a bright star palm print slammed out towards Lin Shu, Lin Shu's expression was iron-blue, and there was a golden armor puppet in front of him to attack him. "Lin Shu. Huali was pale next to the main hall, and his steps forward, but he saw Mo Zhu raise his hand and burst out a palm, Huali snorted, spit out blood, and flew directly out of the main hall.

With her strength, she simply could not participate in such a battle. Lin Shu mobilized the power of the Dao pattern to resist the palm print of the ink bamboo, but the terrifying palm print still penetrated in, shaking his blood and blood tumbling, and at the same time, the spear in the hand of the golden armor puppet stabbed like lightning, and Lin Shu's pupils widened. This shot was extremely fast and powerful, and it was impossible for her to block it.

"No, ......" Huali's face was as pale as paper when he saw this scene, and Hua Jing was also dragged by a golden armor puppet, and there was no way to support Lin Shu at all. "Poof!" A soft sound came out, and the spear pierced Lin Shu's body, directly piercing his body, but it was pulled out in an instant, which showed its sharpness, but Lin Shu's body was shocked by the wall of the Dao Hall, and there was a loud bang, only to feel that his head was dizzy, and his heart was shocked.

"Damn. Mo Zhu snorted coldly, and slapped at Lin Shu again, her gorgeous body rushed towards it, blocking a blow, and with a loud bang, her body slammed into Lin Shu's body, spurting blood from her mouth.

"Xiaoli. ”

Hua Jing's face turned pale and he roared angrily, but the strength of the golden armor puppet in front of him was too terrifying, and he was not distracted at all by dragging him, and a golden spear almost pierced his heart. The nine golden armor puppets are all at the pinnacle of the soul land. How difficult it is to inherit it.

"Hmph. Mo Zhu sneered when he saw this scene, and walked forward, wanting to let Hua Ming and Lin Da die, but he also suddenly froze there, only to see the cold cold light of the golden armor puppet next to him shoot on his body, making Mo Zhu shiver. These golden armor puppets who guard the inheritance not only want to kill Lin Shu alone, they all want to kill, leaving the last person who is qualified to get the word out, if they are not qualified, they will all die.

The golden armor puppet launched an attack on Mo Zhu in front of him, but Mo Zhu could only deal with it, and he didn't have time to see how Lin Da was doing. Seeing that Huali's face was as pale as paper, he walked to Lin Shu's side, looking at the blood that kept flowing out, Huali tore a corner of his clothes, and then covered Lin Shu's wound.

"Lin Shu, wake up. Huali patted Lin Shu's face and said, "You can't sleep." Lin Shu was confused at the moment, he was slammed by Mozhu, and he was destroyed by the golden armor puppet, and the vitality in his body seemed to be destroyed and destroyed, the seriousness of his injuries can be imagined, he only felt groggy and wanted to sleep forever.

And in the sea of souls, the green spirit looked at it and said, "Boss, if you don't let you save this kid, do you want him to suffer a little?" Soul Bead said: "Well, your kid has never been injured in any way, and he can't die from this small injury, but he fainted temporarily." We can't let this kid always think that we are there and can help him resist, but ignore the cruelty of cultivation, and he should go to thin ice on the road of cultivation, and if he doesn't advance, he will retreat. ”