"Hmph, you demons, how can our righteous path let you succeed!" the Sharp Sword Sect disciple planned to resist to the death. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Zihao hurriedly pretended: "Senior brother, I'm afraid, protect me!"

The smart eyes were wiped with a layer of tears, the frightened little face looked extremely nervous, coupled with the slender and thin body bones, the snow-white skin could be blown and broken, which made people want to defend to the death.

Several disciples' hearts burned, they must protect the little junior sister!

"Don't worry, I won't let them touch a single hair of yours. After speaking, Fang Sheng slowly put out the sword pose, his expression was handsome and cold, a gust of wind blew around him, and his brown hair fluttered with the wind.

"Up!"

The leader of the Ghost God Sect gave an order, and four black shadows appeared one after another, all dressed in black, wearing black masks, and they couldn't see what they looked like.

The body is weird, and it is guessed that he has cultivated the way of the assassin, like a ghost, flashing and uncertain.

The two sides fought, and Zhou Zihao watched the play in the back.

Fang Sheng and Li Datong are absolutely invincible, and when they are defeated, they are making a move, and when the time comes, the baby will be his.

After fighting for a while, sure enough, Fang Sheng sighed a few times and retreated, Li Datong didn't last long, fell into a crisis, and the rest of the disciples were injured.

Zhou Zihao calmed down and pretended to be pitiful, a ghost god man flashed behind him, grabbed him, and said with a wicked smile: "I didn't expect the Sharp Sword Sect to have such a beautiful girl, not bad, today's trip not only captured the treasure, but also got this beauty, the best of both worlds." ”

Damn, I'll kick your eggs to pieces later!

Zhou Zihao saw that this ghost god didn't hurt himself, but just put a knife on his neck to keep himself from moving, so he didn't resist.

Fang Sheng fell to the ground, Li Datong also fell to the ground, and the rest of the disciples also fell to the ground.

These two disciples were really weak, and they were not as good as their previous senior brother Liushan.

The head of the ghost god gate received the two people's rings and put them in the bag, intending to kill the people.

At this time, Zhou Zihao made a move, and really kicked the balls of the person behind him, holding the blade with his small hand, and breaking it hard, the blade broke directly.

The man was so painful that he couldn't speak, holding the vital parts, his feet together, and fell to the ground, looking at the blade that was pinched off by the little fairy's bare hands, he couldn't believe it, was this a weak woman!

Zhou Zihao did not pause at all, and then came out with the Phantom Three Evil Body Method, and appeared three times in a row on the battlefield, knocking those ghost and god sect people away.

Seeing this, the leader secretly screamed that it was not good, this red-haired girl is a master!

So he fled into the woods.

Zhou Zihao said: "You guys are here to protect the senior brothers, I'll chase them!"

Fang Sheng crawled on the ground and said with a wry smile: "Senior sister beware!"

......

In the forest, the leader's body is strange, like a phantom, constantly leaping on the treetops, and his body is light and ethereal.

Underground, Zhou Zihao's speed was extremely fast, triggering the passive effect of the deceased's plate armor, and the speed increased again, he picked up a stone and threw it towards the black shadow.

The black shadow kept dodging the stones, and said to himself: This person is so fast just running, is this still a woman!

Zhou Zihao scolded with a throat: "Stop quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." ”

The black shadow did not dare to slack off and accelerated forward.

Zhou Zihao picked up stones and threw them at him as he ran, one by one bigger than the other, the leader's figure flashed, only to hear a whistling sound in his ears, and a boulder the size of a person flew by, which was terrifying.

But it scared him a lot.

This little Lori behind her is too terrifying!

He gritted his teeth and jumped hard.

Zhou Zihao gasped, used the phantom three evils again, flashed three times, chased after him, and came to the side of the black shadow, and a brick knocked the black shadow down from the tree.

The black shadow fell heavily to the ground, dizzy.

Zhou Zihao scraped the things on his body, Fang Sheng and Li Datong's rings, but they didn't find the rings of this black shadow, they didn't expect that this goods were so poor and fell to the point of robbery.

"Yo Si. Zhou Zihao turned around and left.

The black shadow vomited blood, slowly got up, his eyes sharpened, took out his iron claws, and attacked him.

Zhou Zihao turned around and turned around with another brick, shattering all the black shadow teeth, flying out five or six meters, life and death unknown.

Zhou Zihao smiled: "I won't kill you, don't come again, save some strength to deal with Zhengmeng." So he picked up two bricks from nearby again and left the forest.

After getting some small names, Zhou Zihao returned to the disciples of the Sharp Sword Sect, returned the ring to Fang Sheng and Li Datong, and instructed: "Quickly put away the ring, let's hurry up, otherwise someone will target our treasure again." ”

"Thank you sister for helping!" I didn't expect this delicate little sister to be so strong, and she snatched the ring back.

"Ding-dong, the host gains 50 Worship Points. ”

They didn't dare to slack off, hid the ring in their pockets, and the Tianshan Mountains were ahead, and they began to hurry.

Went up to the Tianshan Mountains and entered the Tianshan faction.

The altitude here is very high, and I am not used to it when I first come here, and I am sick to altitude sickness.

Zhou Zihao's face blushed, and his face was not very good.

Tianshan sent disciples to greet them and go to meet the master.

They came to the pavilion and greeted them: "The disciples of the Sharp Sword Sect meet the head of the heavens!"

Zhou Zihao joked: "Long live the head, long live, long live." ”

Tian Jinghong's face was embarrassed, seeing that Zhou Zihao was dexterous and cute, and he looked informal, but it made people feel lively and cheerful, and he was likable, so he didn't say anything.

"I heard that you were ordered by the head of the pastor to visit my Tianshan faction, what is the matter?"

Fang Sheng said respectfully: "The disciple was ordered by the head of the sect to come to give gifts. ”

When Tian Jinghong heard this, he immediately didn't have a good feeling, he originally planned to stop making friends with the Sharp Sword Sect, he had lost a large number of elites by acting with them before, and in order to avoid heavy losses to the sect, he didn't want to have anything to do with the Sharp Sword Sect.

He said lightly: "Oh, the old man didn't let you give gifts, what does he mean by this behavior?"

Fang Sheng said again: "Our head of the sect heard that the descendants of Tianzun were born with disabilities, and knew that Venerable You have good intentions, but it is difficult to cure the illness of the descendants, so we are specially instructed to bring a thousand-year-old life and a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and dedicate it to the master." ”

Millennial people participate in millennial Ganoderma lucidum!

Here's how you got it!

These two miracle medicines are the things that Tian Jinghong dreams of, he is now in winter, and his biggest wish now is not to break through the realm, but to cure his son's condition.

He was seventy years old and had a son, he was still a boy, and he thought that the gospel would come from heaven, but he did not expect that the disaster would not go alone, and the child was born with a cripple and was difficult to treat.

As the child grows older and his health gets worse and worse, it won't be long before the white-haired person sends the black-haired person.

For this matter, he is tired of worrying, but it is difficult to break through.

At this time, when he learned that the millennium people had participated in the millennium Lingzhi, he was very excited, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly said, "Is this true?"

Tian Jinghong is uncertain, because these two treasures are hard to find, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to get them, and when these treasures are spread to the rivers and lakes, they will also set off a bloody and bloody existence.

Why did Mu Lin Feng, the head of the Sharp Sword Sect, give it to himself?

Fang Sheng said: "It's true, our head of the sect is not only determined to make friends with the Tianshan faction, but also wants to help your descendants solve the troubles, hoping that the head of the sky will take care of it." ”

He had always blamed Mu Linfeng's old thief before, and he blamed the disciples he sent to carry out the mission too weak and didn't have to do their best, so he failed the mission and was wiped out by the cult, causing his Tianshan faction to suffer heavy losses.

Unexpectedly, this Mu Linfeng still had a little conscience, he felt that he couldn't go, and he took the initiative to show his kindness.

Not bad.

In fact, Tian Jinghong has lived for most of his life, he doesn't ask for anything anymore, and when he dies, someone else will take the position of the head of the house, and the only luxury he wants is to cure his child's illness so that he can embark on the path of cultivation.

Now, Mu Lin Feng can be regarded as a great help to him.

The dark clouds in his heart gradually dissipated, his old face was full of joy, and he said with a smile: "The head of the pastor is so worried about my son, so that the old man is very pleased, your kindness, I understand it, it's better to do this, I can't let you run in vain, I also have to prepare a gift to give you back." ”

"You have come all the way from Baijian Mountain, the journey is far away, and you are tired, take a day off, I will prepare a gift tomorrow morning, let you also send it back, to show the old man's friendship with the head of the pastor. ”

"Thank you, Master!"

They were sent down to rest.

Tian Jinghong is a happy one, he also knows how to be polite, Mu Linfeng gave such a big gift, he has to mean it, and when the gift is ready tomorrow, let them send it back to the Sharp Sword Sect.

He hurried to the frightened house, stroked the young man's forehead, looked at his immature little face, and said happily: "Child, my father has found a thousand-year-old medicinal herb for you, which can help you cure your disease and make up for your congenital defects." ”

Tian Jingyun was about seventeen years old, he was frail and frail, and he was bound to fall by the storm, he moved his pale lips and said weakly: "Daddy, can the child's illness really be cured......

How many times has this been, my father said to himself that the disease can definitely be cured, but until now, he can only lie in the hospital bed.

Tian Jinghong caressed Tian Jingyun lovingly, and said slowly: "It's true, child, don't worry, your father will definitely cure your illness!"

......

Zhou Zihao, Fang Sheng, and Li Datong were arranged to live in a house, the men all lived together, and Zhou Zihao lived in a single room alone.

There is no one else with this treatment.

He was bored, so he went out for a walk, and when he saw the disciples of the Tianshan Sect practicing swords, he went up to take a look.

Seeing that the fairy girls came to observe, the disciples worked even harder, sweating three hundred percent.

Zhou Zihao saw that those disciples were practicing extremely seriously, and scolded with a smile: "You guys are real dishes, and this kind of swordsmanship is embarrassed to play it." ”

The group of disciples were stunned when they heard this, and looked around, not daring to be sure that this kind of words came from Zhou Zihao's mouth, and Zhou Zihao was so beautiful and delicate, and his appearance was innocent, how could he say this.

However, there are no other outsiders now, just Zhou Zihao, a disciple of the Sharp Sword Sect.

Zhou Zihao coughed, and said with a straight face: "I'm not fighting for which of you here......"

When they heard this, they relaxed again and continued to practice their swords.

Zhou Zihao said loudly: "I mean, everyone here is garbage!"

I'll go!

What a blatant provocation!

Zhou Zihao blew up the sky, crossed his hands on his waist, trembled his calves, and looked contemptuous of the disciples, his glamorous expression looked extra cold, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his smart eyes revealed a burst of banter, giving full play to Jinx's expression of doing bad things.

When those disciples heard this, they were not happy, and they all came over and asked, "This junior sister, you are a disciple of the Sharp Sword Sect, don't affect our sword practice." ”

Zhou Zihao said disdainfully: "Your swordsmanship is so bad, why do you dare to practice?"

One of the female disciples was upset, and hurriedly said, "Oh, then how good is your sword technique from the Sharp Sword Sect?"

"That's it, if you think the swordsmanship of the Sharp Sword Sect is powerful, let's fight!"

Many people began to heckle and shout around Zhou Zihao.

"Cut, hit, hit. Zhou Zihao plucked a treetop from the branch next to him and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, which of you will go up first, or go up together." ”

Zhou Zihao's purpose is to keep making trouble.

One of the female disciples drew her sword and stabbed her.

The atmosphere was lively for a while, and the surrounding people spread out, forming a dueling arena, and many people watched.

This female disciple's swordsmanship is excellent compared to her peers, but compared to Zhou Zihao, who has learned advanced swordsmanship, she is nothing more than a miracle.

He easily knocked out the female disciple's sword and said with a smile: "Next, come on, come on." ”

"Good fellow!" came out of the crowd an outstanding disciple who was ranked high, drew his sword and attacked.

Less than a round after the two sides clashed, the man was beaten to the ground.

"True ink, you're good together. Zhou Zihao crossed his hands on his hips and smiled proudly.

aroused the public indignation of the disciples, and they immediately rushed up.

A master was passing by the sword field, and he hurriedly walked, as if he was going to do something, and when he came here, he heard a scream all around.

He looked up and saw a red-haired female disciple of the Sharp Sword Sect holding a tree branch, chasing more than a dozen disciples and beating wildly, so terrifying!

The disciples fled in all directions, and were beaten to the point where they could not fight back.

The red-haired female disciple was as beautiful as a fairy, but she was so vulgar that she hurt Daya, and he hurriedly went to stop it.

When the beaten disciples saw that the master was coming, they hid behind him.

"Little girl, you're from the Sharp Sword Sect......"

Before the master finished speaking, Zhou Zihao kicked him away, and a dog came to the sky, grabbed it with his small hand, and picked up a male disciple, the strength was unbelievable, and it formed a great contrast with the petite body.

Little Lori shouted: "You Tianshan faction, there is no one who can fight!"