Chapter 200: A Touch of Silver!
Standing up, facing away from Zhou Li, the two sighed, and then said lightly: "This first, I want it, if you are not convinced, let's go together!"
Zhou Li and Lu Yongzhao saw that Ning Zhe was so arrogant, their faces were full of anger, and after glancing at each other, Zhou Li opened his mouth and swallowed a few pills, and the wings on his back actually turned into nine colors again. (Baidu Search Rainbow Literature Network) (.)
"Ning Zhe, you are too arrogant, you don't need Brother Lu to do it, I'll send you down, haha......" Zhou Li's face was hideous and terrifying, and he said word by word.
And Lu Yongzhao next to him waved his hand and said, "Brother Zhou, let's go up together and take him down in one fell swoop, so as not to change later." ”
When Zhou Li heard his words, he shook his head noncommittally, and two black claws suddenly floated out of his hand, and he pounced towards Ning Zhe. This is the strongest blow in the Nine Profound Bat Transformation, Heavenly Bat Claw!
Lu Yongzhao didn't expect Zhou Li to be so anxious, he was stunned at first, then raised his two hands high, and shouted in a low voice: "With my soul, sacrifice to the gods, give Zilan, and Yongzhen for ten thousand years!"
Rumble!
As soon as the words fell, I saw that his originally white hands faded to purple, and a strange flame burned in each of those two palms, but the shape of the flame was like two orchids, beautiful and dignified!
"Zilan Jue! Zilan City Lord is really willing to spend the price, I don't know how many monks of the same sect Lu Yongzhao killed in order to refine Zilan Jue. Sun Chu looked at the two weird orchids in the light curtain and said faintly.
The Zilan City Lord's face changed slightly, and he shook his head and said, "Yongzhao's Zilan Jue was not learned under my teaching, and I don't know about this matter. ”
Although he said this, Sun Chu still saw the pride in the other party's eyes.
"With two against one, it's really shameless, and it will lose all the monk's face!" said the Lord of Tongxuan Valley with a cold snort.
She saw Ning Zhe's actions of taking care of the ghost Wuya just now, and she was very grateful to Ning Zhe, and at this time, seeing that Zhou Li and the two were actually two to one, she was naturally indignant.
Zhou Yangwan laughed and said: "Tongxuan, what you said is wrong, we all heard it just now, it was this Huawu who took the initiative to ask the two of them to go together, do their own evil, and not live, this is not to blame others!"
The Lord of Tongxuan Valley sneered lightly: "City Lord Zhou, isn't it a little early for you to celebrate now, since this flower mist has been proposed to use one enemy and two enemies, maybe he will have a way to use one enemy and two enemies." In my opinion, Zhou Li is going to be unlucky. ”
Although she insisted on saying this, everyone present knew that she was just saying it casually, and the doubt and despair in her tone had already revealed her true thoughts.
"Look!" Sun Chu suddenly said in a lost voice.
Everyone hurriedly stopped fighting, but turned their heads to look into the curtain of light.
I saw a nine-colored storm and two purple orchids in the air rushing towards Ning Zhe left and right, and this kind of rich coercion even became a little dark above the endless snow field. The remaining monks on Wangxiantai had already retreated hundreds of miles, because they felt safe here.
Even Sun Li was standing fifty miles away, his face was full of nervousness, you must know that just now it was just the coercion released from the nine-colored storm and purple orchid, he already felt that he was going to suffocate, so he had to keep retreating, until he retreated here. One can imagine how much pressure Ning Zhe was under at this time between the two of them.
Can he really take it?
This question echoed not only in Sun Li's mind, but also in the minds of the entire Wangxiantai monks, and even more in the minds of tens of thousands of monks in Lianshan City Square......
However, at this time, Ning Zhe was still standing there with his hands down, as if he didn't have the slightest intention of resisting.
"Ning Zhe, have you given up?" I believe you are not that kind of person, but you are moving, you can still run if you can't beat it!" Yan Jiunian, who was standing behind the Zilan City Lord, clenched his fists, looked nervously at the three people in the light curtain, and muttered.
And Zhou Li and Lu Yongzhao were all happy on their faces, but they didn't expect that the two hadn't fought yet, just this kind of coercion scared each other stupid, it seems that this flower mist is not very good, haha......
Just when the corners of the two of them's mouths were floating, Ning Zhe, who was in the middle, suddenly made a move, only to see him pull out a silver long sword from his waist. This long sword looks extremely ordinary, and there is not even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, not even the sword rays.
He looked at the long sword in his hand, and casually slashed towards the nine-colored storm on the side.
Zhou Li, who was on the other side, was shocked when he saw Ning Zhe's movements, and then sneered: "Is this flower mist crazy?
The spiritual power in his whole body gushed out, and the black giant claw swelled up a few points again, and the surging spiritual power storm directly enveloped the entire Wangxiantai in it and pounced on Ning Zhe.
And the orchid in Lu Yongzhao's hand finally flew out of his hand, and after a burst of convergence in the air, countless purple petals rushed towards Ning Zhe in the distance......
Between the black and purple in the sky, a silver-white sword light lit up like lightning, and then disappeared......
"Flower mist, it's dangerous. How can I explain to the old man Kunji......" Sun Chu saw this scene and slowly closed his eyes, not wanting to see the scene where Hua Wu died.
The entire square was also silent, as if everyone was holding their breath, quietly looking at the purple light curtain in the air......
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly someone exclaimed, "This ...... How is this possible, this ......"
Hearing this exclamation, everyone in the square hurriedly looked intently, and when they saw the scene on the Sendai clearly, everyone lost their voices and shouted.
Sun Chu heard the voices around him, and slowly opened his eyes, but the moment he saw the light curtain, his hands couldn't help but tremble, and he muttered, "This...... This flower mist ...... This ......"
It turned out that on the Wangxian Platform at this time, Ning Zhe was still standing in the air lightly, the silver long sword in his hand was floating beside him intact, except for his slightly pale face, he didn't have anything unusual.
On the contrary, Zhou Li and Lu Yongzhao, who were menacing just now, fell on the top of the mountain in Wangxiantai, and the two nine-colored wings behind Zhou Li were dimly placed on his back at this time, and his seven orifices were full of blood, covering his entire face under the blood, only the trace of horror in his eyes could not be dissipated for a long time.
Looking at Lu Yongzhao again, he is slightly better than Zhou Li, but it is definitely not much better. His purple hands were broken from his wrists, and the purple orchid mark that was originally printed on his forehead also became snow-white at this time, and the whole person was lying on the ground trembling, and muttered: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"Huamist, win!"
"Huamist, I actually won!"
"Hua Mist, I really won!"
The squares of Wangsendai and Renshan Castle were completely boiling......