The First Roll of Smoke Chapter 114 Tragic and Heroic

"Boom. ”

The deafening sound spread, and with the action of the four Jindan realm cultivators to clear the large array of Liangzhai, the color of the aura emitted immediately became hot, and the light shook greatly.

And when affected by the offensive, the rich aura is constantly rippling, and it seems that it may be bombarded at any time under the fierce offensive.

The deafening sound fell on the ears of everyone in Qingliangzhai, and they couldn't help but be a little frightened, for fear that this big array would really be shattered at any time.

And this is far from over, outside Qingliang Village, as the offensive of the four people fell, the people of the other two major families also began to move, although in terms of strength, they could not compare with those Jindan Realm monks, but they could not stand up to their large number.

Looking at this scene, even the deputy village master changed his face, and then directly pinched the trick and began to control the entire large array, after all, he was in charge and controlled the large array, and the power would undoubtedly be stronger, in that case, it would be able to delay for a longer time.

At present, all the hopes of Qingliangzhai can only be the shelter of the hope array, and it can persist until the return of Hua Rujing, and how long can this big array last, except for the deputy village master, no one else has a score.

Thousands of people shot, the aura color was disturbed, and those attacks fell like rain, all of which bombarded the large array of Qingliang Village.

The entire large array of Qingliangzhai seemed to be swaying in the wind and rain, and the appearance of crumbling made the minds of many people in Qingliangzhai waver.

After all, when the entire Qingliangzhai Great Array is shattered, the two major families will not show mercy to them, and then it will be another massacre.

After all, the only thing they can rely on at the moment is the Jindan realm of the deputy village master, and the other party has a full four.

The continuous roaring sound continued, and the large array of the entire Qingliangzhai was like a small boat on the sea in a storm, no matter how shaky it was, but it was always able to stand firm.

But if this continues, the big array of Qingliangzhai will also be broken, in that case, the result will naturally be a tragedy, this time the two families are prepared, and naturally they will not be let go as easily as the last time in Yanhua City.

"Is it fun to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

The head of the Liu family watched this scene with a smile on the side, and continued to sneer, even if he couldn't break this big array for a while, he wouldn't last long.

After a long time, when he felt that the big array had begun to be a little unbearable, the deputy village master suddenly made a decision, and a resolute look appeared in his eyes.

"Song Wei, come over to Shahai, you two take over and control the big array for me. ”

Now the backbone of Qingliangzhai is naturally this gentle and elegant man, so the two of them listened to their words without any hesitation and took over directly.

And then the words of the deputy owner of the village made all the people in Qingliangzhai unashamedly moved.

"He's right, instead of being a shrinking turtle, it's better to have a vigorous one, come to Qingliangzhai for many years, and there is no serious play, today I want to learn it. ”

"Go back and tell the owner of the village, I didn't embarrass her, nor did I embarrass Qingliangzhai. ”

After saying these words, everyone only saw that the man in a Confucian shirt slowly walked out, broke away from the protection of the big array, and came directly to the opposite side of the four people.

And it wasn't until this time that everyone in Qingliangzhai reacted, looking a little frightened, and shouted one after another no, but it was too late.

The deputy owner of the village went this time, naturally he was desperate to go, as for the ending, most of the people were more than lucky, and for a while, everyone in Qingliangzhai couldn't help but be angry with the enemy.

After all, the big array can't last long, rather than end up with a big array being forcibly broken, it's better to bear the brunt of it yourself, win a little time for everyone, and at the same time be able to calm down some rioters.

Sure enough, when they saw this elegant man come out, the people of the two major families in Yanhua City stopped one after another, after all, a monk in the Jindan realm was still enough to arouse their attention.

The head of the Liu family narrowed his eyes, and soon laughed, and then teased in a weird way, "Yo, finally someone is unwilling to be a shrunken turtle." ”

The deputy owner of the village smiled indifferently, and was very disdainful of what kind of verbal dispute he had with the head of the Liu family.

Then, the head of the Liu family suddenly changed his words, and his expression became fierce, "Even if you don't want to be a shrinking turtle, you can't change your fate, and you will inevitably be slaughtered after all." ”

The deputy owner snorted lightly, his disdainful expression was self-evident, his posture was still calm and calm, and then he slowly spoke, "Even if you let the horses come, you will come one by one." ”

"You also think too highly of yourself, to deal with you, I alone is enough!" The mysterious man who had been behind the head of the Zhao family, shrouded in black robes, suddenly spoke, and then a figure emerged.

Seeing this, the deputy owner of the village did not have much emotional fluctuations, after all, since he had decided to come out, he had already made all preparations in his heart.

For so many years, no one knows his identity, only Hua Rujing, who saved him back then, knows that it is also a torment for him to live for so many years, but now it seems that today may also be a relief.

At that time, as a disciple of Confucianism and Taoism, he had a prominent identity, because during his training, he fell in love with a crooked woman, and was finally hunted down and killed by his peers.

In the end, not only did the beloved woman die to save herself, but she was also seriously injured, because these injuries also left some hidden dangers, and she was finally rescued by Hua Rujing.

In the end, it was with the spirit pill refined by Ye Han that he was able to condense the golden pill, which made him have nothing to regret, after all, for many years, he has been very low-key, more time, but just reminiscing, living in the middle of the year, today maybe all this will pass away with the wind, and everything will be liberated.

And today may be his last battle, even if he dies, he will naturally die vigorously, seeing the mysterious man in the black robe move, the deputy village master has also raised his breath to the greatest extent.

Dressed in an ink-colored Confucian shirt, windless automatic, quite a bit of a graceful feeling, the magic weapon in his hand, is also at this moment of inspiration, he rarely does it on weekdays, and the natural magic weapon is not common, and today is the first time, under the gaze of many Qingliangzhai figures, there is a fight.

The mysterious person shrouded in black robes, the avenue of cultivation seemed to be a little weird, and the figure of the whole person was extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, the figure appeared on the other side.

Those who don't know it think it's a powerful mysterious avenue, but in fact, it's just a side branch of the quenching body, mainly cultivating the physical body, making their physical body extremely agile, so that they can attack it unprepared.

And this mysterious man shrouded in black robes, the magic weapon in his hand is a double sword that exudes cold light, the sword body is a little feminine, with arcs, and the entire double sword is only a foot long.

The mysterious man in the black robe, as soon as he made a move, he wanted to get close and use the distance to bring a lot of damage to the deputy village owner, but he underestimated the reaction of the deputy village master.

After all, as a disciple of the Confucian Holy Land back then, even if he was not a disciple of his own lineage, at least in terms of knowledge, he was not comparable to ordinary people.

Seeing the mysterious man in the black robe, when he moved, the deputy owner of the village reacted, and the ink-colored Confucian shirt on his body trembled even more.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness!"

A clear voice resounded in this world, although the sound was not loud, but it sounded so pleasant.

Then, a golden font appeared in the void, and it was slightly distorted, and these fonts were naturally condensed by spiritual power.

Haoran Zhengqi Song is the most basic exercise of Confucianism and Taoism, but it is the most orthodox and powerful exercise, even if it is just some basic skin, it is far more powerful than some other exercises.

The reason why some holy places, even first-class immortal sects, have been able to be passed down for a long time is because of their heritage and their own exercises.

When the deputy owner of the village looked serious, the whole person had a unique charm exuding, especially after the Haoran righteous song, he was shrouded in spiritual light, and the whole person was very outstanding.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have fascinated those girls and women back then, and even the beloved woman back then was even lost for him.

Even if the war is imminent, when he thinks of the past, the deputy owner still has a smile on his face, and that kind of bearing makes many people admire.

And many of the figures of Qingliangzhai just feel that today's deputy village owner is different from the usual past, as if he has changed a person, today's him, where is half of the decadence and loneliness of the past?

"Pretending. ”

The black-robed mysterious man sneered disdainfully.

After all, in their opinion, except for the sword cultivator, some of the rest of the monks are just embroidered pillows, and as long as they are close to him, they will not be able to show their strength.

Subsequently, the figure of the black-robed mysterious man turned out to be directly in the void, conjuring up four ways, from four directions, directly holding two swords, and stabbing towards the village master.

The four figures are exactly the same, even the breath is exactly the same, but among the four figures, naturally three are fake, only one figure is real, and one guess is wrong, naturally it will be tricked.