Chapter 18 Silver Dragon Spear Miaoyu Immortal
"Liu Zhenshan, don't be obsessed, it's still too late to join the cottage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoOtherwise, it's hard for me to be sure that your wife and children will be safe and sound. Huang Zhongshan was relieved when he heard that he was not yet congenital, and said with a cold expression. No matter how profound the cultivation of the acquired master is, there is also a limit, which is very different from the innate master.
At this moment, a group of Tsing Yi guards came out of the hall and threw down the heads of people, no more, no less, just twenty.
"Master, the thieves who came have been beheaded. A Tsing Yi guard said.
"Go down and be on guard!" Liu Zhenshan waved his hand and said.
The group did as they were told.
At this time, Huang Zhongshan's face was pale. He was originally going to let these elite bandits kidnap Liu Zhenshan's family and force him to join the cottage. In this way, the soldiers are bloodless, and the wealth of the Liu Mansion is classified as a bandit, which is a multi-win strategy. Unexpectedly, Liu Zhenshan had already laid an ambush, and quietly solved these twenty elite bandits.
"Since you have nothing to say, I'll give you a ride!" After Liu Zhenshan finished speaking, the true qi in his palm continued to condense, forming a yellow palm.
At this moment, a silver spear shot from outside the gate, as fast as a frightened rainbow, and flew over the head of Huang Zhongshan with a snap of his fingers, and arrived in front of Liu Zhenshan.
Liu Zhenshan suddenly stretched out his hands and held the silver spear tightly.
It's just that this silver spear seems to be infused with an incomparably thick true qi, and the speed is as fast as thunder, with strong kinetic energy, even Liu Zhenshan's strong skills, since they are also driven by this strength, they keep retreating.
Every time Liu Zhenshan took a step back, he left a deep footprint. It wasn't until there were five more footprints on the ground, and he was about to retreat into the lobby, that his figure stopped.
Seeing this, the Tsing Yi guards in the back hurriedly pressed Wu Heng and retreated into the lobby.
At this moment, a white figure jumped over the gate from a high place, and the figure changed rapidly, leaving several phantoms, like ghosts, and in an instant it arrived in front of Liu Zhenshan and held the handle of the gun. The silver-white true qi in his palm quickly poured into the silver spear, and the body of the spear suddenly bloomed with a silver spear.
Liu Zhenshan's hands instantly seemed to have been pierced by hundreds of millions of cattle hairy needles, and the stinging pain was incomparable, so he hurriedly let go and flew back.
The man in white held a gun in both hands, and with a simple move, he stabbed Liu Zhenshan in the chest.
Liu Zhenshan retreated to the threshold, his toes were light, the person was like Feihong, he jumped five zhang, stood upside down in the air, and the true qi condensed his right hand, forming a condensed yellow gangqi, and a type of Mount Tai pressed down from the sky.
The corners of the white-clothed man's mouth rose slightly, his left hand stretched out, and he patted it gently, coinciding with Liu Zhenshan's palm print. The true qi in his palm suddenly erupted, the silver glow shone, and the majestic silver qi flowed upstream, sweeping away along the meridians of Liu Zhenshan's right hand.
Liu Zhenshan's true qi was already extremely strong, and coupled with the majestic true qi of the man in white, it suddenly burst the meridians. Like a leaky pipe, True Qi began to invade the flesh and bones of his right hand. Almost at the same time, his figure flew upside down and landed on the roof of the lobby, only his right hand hanging down. Obviously, the True Qi could not run to the right arm for a short period of time.
The man in white slowly put away his gun and said lightly: "If you can take me three moves, your cultivation is good in the acquired realm." I'll give you another chance, join the cottage, you are the third master! Otherwise, the whole house will be exterminated, and I will only give you a quarter of an hour to think about it!"
Liu Zhenshan was silent, and only then did he have time to look at the person in front of him. looks like he is in his twenties, his face is not very handsome, but his facial features are extremely symmetrical, his white clothes are like snow, and he has a unique arrogant charm. Zhao Shengyun, age unknown, the second master of Heifeng Village, the day after tomorrow, good at marksmanship, nicknamed the silver dragon gun. It's just that I didn't expect that this one actually broke through to the innate realm!
This is the innate realm! The highest cultivation level in the entire Qinghe County is the innate level! How could such an innate powerhouse join the Black Wind Village, he was really a little puzzled! At least, judging from his arrogant look, he should disdain to be a bandit!
After a moment of silence, Liu Zhenshan finally spoke: "Don't think about it, I won't join the cottage." ā
"Well, you didn't choose to delay for a quarter of an hour, and you're a respectable opponent. I will spare your little life!" Zhao Shengyun said with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
After Zhao Shengyun finished speaking, the silver spear in his hand once again bloomed dazzling silver, and Ping Ping stabbed Liu Zhenshan with a shot.
Liu Zhenshan's expression was indifferent and motionless, as if he had given up resistance.
Seeing that the spear was about to pierce Liu Zhenshan's chest, a white whisk of dust flew from outside the wall on the right side of the courtyard.
The dust slammed into the silver spear, and an invisible energy suddenly erupted, and with a bang, the silver spear was knocked away.
Almost at the same time, two figures flew from outside the wall and landed at the lobby door.
Both of them were female crowns dressed in blue robes, one large and one small. The big one looks like he is in his twenties at first glance, but if he looks closely, he can find the vicissitudes of life between his eyebrows, and he looks like he is in his thirties, with a beautiful face and a solemn expression, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.
The youngest one is about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a delicate appearance and a long sword on his back.
Zhao Shengyun's figure flashed, caught the silver spear, and looked at the two Dao Aunts with a solemn expression. can fly his silver spear with dust, this skill must be an innate realm, and the depth of the opponent's skill is obviously much more than his own, so he can have this ease and calmness. However, he is not a person who is afraid of war, even if the other party's cultivation is profound, but he is confident that with his marksmanship, with this high-grade weapon-level silver dragon spear, it is enough to match.
In this world, there are divine weapons: the first to third orders are sharp weapons, the fourth to sixth orders are divine weapons, and the above divine weapons are not mentioned for the time being. The top-grade weapon is the third order, which has a great bonus to the attack power of the innate powerhouse, which is enough to smooth out some skill gaps.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, his body was flat, and a shot was stabbed out quickly. At the same time, his figure rotated rapidly, driving the silver spear to rotate constantly, like a diamond drill bit with the highest power, piercing the young Dao Gu who was holding a white whisk. This is one of his tricks, the Silver Dragon Diamond, with his innate skill and this silver spear, he doesn't believe that the other party can stop it.
Dao Gu looked calm, waved the dust, three thousand dust silk wrapped up in the silver spear, and the dust silk suddenly burst out with an invisible energy to freeze the high-speed rotating gun body, and then gently pulled.
Zhao Shengyun only felt a vigorous pull, and the silver spear in his hand instantly came out of his hand. His expression changed drastically, but he was very unwilling, and instantly slapped his palm on Dao Gu's chest.
Dao Gu's slender and white left hand was gently patted out, and a congenital qi as white as jade burst out from the palm of her hand.
Zhao Shengyun's palm was only an inch away from Daogu's chest, but his chest was hit by this innate qi first, and his body flew upside down rapidly, and with a bang, he fell to the gate, and the ground was full of cracks, as if he had been trampled by an elephant. With a pounce, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and said with a solemn expression: "Who are you?"
Dao Gu gently brushed away the dust, and said indifferently: "Poor Dao Yu Qing Guan Miaoyu, if the second master is unwilling in the future, you can come to me." ā