Chapter 90: The Nameless Island Fights Alone (4)
At that time, everyone was ordered, and the disciples of Kunlun had already moved their true fire in the face of Situ Kongming's despicable behavior, and rushed forward in a group of seven people to just take a look, facing Situ Kongming is frequent killing moves, leaving no half of the friendship of the same door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It's just that in just a moment, Situ Kongming has a new injury on his body, and his dodge is even slower.
Mo Zhongqing, who was on the side, saw that the Kunlun disciples were attacking fiercely, and thought that if he didn't help, the injured Situ Kongming would not be able to survive half a cup of tea, so he could only take one step at a time to resist together.
However, even so, in the face of the indignant eyes of the Kunlun disciples, Mo Zhongqing felt ashamed in his heart, so he couldn't kill him. This back and forth, if it weren't for the dangerous terrain in front of the wooden house, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack, maybe it would have been defeated immediately. But no matter how narrow and dangerous the terrain is, no matter how the two of them are impermeable, after a long time, it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists, and there is a limit to personal strength after all.
Although the personal martial arts of the third and fourth generations of Kunlun disciples were not as good as the two, with the cooperation of the sword array, the strengths and weaknesses were raised, and the sword momentum was even more continuous.
In the end, the two of them were unable to do so, and they were entangled by the three teams of Tiangang Sword Formations, and they were forced to retreat to the corner by the joint force.
Seeing this, all the seven soldiers rushed to the wooden house, and when they came to the door, the first soldier kicked open the wooden door violently, but as soon as the front foot entered the back foot, it flew upside down, and a large number of soldiers rolled down the high slope and cliff behind them, and the wail was incessant for a while.
Seeing this, a Kunlun disciple pinched a sword trick obliquely, approached the door, and slowly moved his front foot forward to look, startled, but did not look carefully, but the whole head flew out like a disc, and hit the red and white thing on the stone cliff and suddenly scattered it on the ground like a broken watermelon!
At this moment, everyone looked at the door of the swarthy wooden house, no one dared to take another step beyond the thunder pool, and Murong Tassel said with a sullen face: "All retreat, this son will meet her personally!"
After that, I saw Murong Tassel leaning up, and suddenly heard a soft 'click' sound of the wooden house in mid-air, Murong Tassel changed color, and shouted: "Retreat!
As soon as the words fell, I saw that the wooden wall on one side of the wooden house suddenly exploded, and the broken wood undoubtedly became a deadly thorn in the road.
For a while, the remnants of the people in front of the wooden house fell down one by one like sickles cutting wheat, and in the midst of a miserable wail, the three teams of Kunlun sect disciples who besieged Mo Zhongqing and Situ Kongming were also in different places, and blood was splattered on the spot.
Just when everyone was frightened and stunned, the red-clothed figure in the flying attack stopped Shi Shiran, his right hand was smooth and slightly messy sideburns, and he said in a soft tone: "This woman's boudoir can also be entered by you stinky men?"
This should have been a mocking tone, but everyone heard it for some reason, if it was just good, but the person who spoke was obviously standing a few feet away, but the words sounded like a dream.
In the distance, among the four generations of Kunlun disciples, there are many people who have a deeper Taoism, listening to this delicate and soft voice, the alarm bell in their hearts is loud, and they hurriedly calm their hearts and suppress the desires that rise in their hearts, but the Chongming soldiers do not have such Taoism, and for a while there seems to be only that beautiful shadow in their eyes.
Seeing this, the Tianxiang Daoist covered the wound on his right shoulder, and suddenly shouted, "The demon girl is heavy, don't use the magic voice to confuse people!"
The shouts pierced through the wind and cracked the stones, and everyone immediately sobered up, and hurriedly stopped the steps of stepping forward and then took a few steps back, but when they heard the sound of "hula" in front of the wooden house, Chongyu immediately poured a circle-shaped open space around him, and when everyone was separated from each other and had no way to retreat, they all woke up and re-raised the Mo knife to concentrate on vigilance, but after the previous battle, no one dared to take the lead for a while.
And Chongyu, who was in the center, pursed his lips and sneered, looking disapproving.
Mo Zhongqing saw Chongyu suddenly come out, and immediately took three steps and two steps closer to Chongyu and said, "Is there a woman with a gun and a man with a sword on the boat you just strangled?"
Chongyu rolled his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Hmm? It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be, what?"
Mo Zhongqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his tone became even colder: "That man is my second senior brother! And I know that woman!"
Chongyu suddenly laughed and said, "Oh, yes, I am not the only one who has killed, can't I kill him if he is your second senior brother? Don't say that I didn't know earlier, even if I knew that he and the two were going to kill me, why couldn't I kill them? Just as you want to take revenge now." ”
Chongyu said it was straightforward and neat, Qiong's nose snorted slightly, and her face was full of disdain, as if it was not that she was guilty of killing someone, but that Mo Zhongqing owed her three hundred silver and did not repay it and came to borrow again.
This arrogant and arrogant attitude is unbearable for everyone!
Mo Zhongqing didn't have to endure it anymore, I saw him pick up a broken knife suddenly, and without saying a word, he put it on Chongyu Xiu's neck and said, "Don't think that if you rescue you twice, I really won't dare to kill you!"
Chongyu put away his smile and said casually: "I am affectionate." ”
"What?"
Mo Zhongqing asked again as if he didn't understand.
That Chongyu smiled, as if looking at an idiot, and said: "You were originally injured by me, and pulling out the sword for you to heal the wound is just to blackmail Su Yi, as for blocking the heavenly thunder for you, I am doing it easily, and I use the heavenly thunder to refine the dragon body." ”
"You!"
Mo Zhongqing felt as if he had been punched in the chest, and he was so depressed that he couldn't speak.
On the side, Situ Kong saw the two of them pulling out their swords, and hurriedly grabbed Mo Zhongqing's hand holding the knife and said: "Virtuous brother can't be!
Mo Zhongqing's mood was very complicated when he heard this, and the knife in his hand was loosened on Chongyu's neck, tight and loose, and after so many times, he suddenly drew the knife back to his hand, and threw it on the ground and said: "Okay! From this moment on, your life and death have nothing to do with me and Suyi, and we don't owe each other!"
After that, I saw Mo Zhongqing quickly leave the two of them and walk towards the wooden house, Situ Kongming looked back at Chongyu, and saw that her face was not very good-looking, so he had to call softly: "Yu'er......"
Chongyu said "um" lightly, and reluctantly responded.
Seeing that she didn't say much, Situ Kong handed Zhenyue forward and said bluntly: "This is Zhenyue, one of the Three Treasures of the Kunlun Sect. ”
Chongyu took the inconspicuous Zhenyue with one hand, and gently pulled it out casually, but the hilt of the sword did not move at all, and his eyebrows wrinkled lightly and twitched again, and in an instant, Zhenyue was forced out of half of the sword body by this pumping force!
Although the blade of the sword was wooden, it was so smooth that it almost reflected the color of the heavy jade, and after the sword body was pulled out for a few breaths, there was still a buzzing sound in the ears.
The Heavenly Elder on the side suddenly shouted: "Presumptuous! The Ancestor Sword is also something that you, a demon girl, can use?!"
Saying that, I saw Tianxiang rushing forward violently, and just handed out a palm, I saw that Situ Kongming came forward and slapped him, and his face turned pale and staggered back, fortunately, Chongyu behind him waved his sleeve to stop Situ Kongming's retreat, but Rao was like this, that Situ Kongming was still panting with his hands on his chest, which showed that this palm was not comfortable.
Tianxiang was stunned, and then he heard Chongyu say casually: "It's not uncommon for me to break a sword, but I don't know how many clansmen have been injured by this broken sword, and it is better to get rid of it if it remains in the world." After saying that, I saw that as soon as Chongyu loosened the hilt, the sword body suddenly retracted automatically, and the original wooden sword body scabbard made a 'dang' sound like a long roar of gold and iron.
Chongyu smiled coldly when he heard this, and suddenly threw it casually, and Zhenyue broke through the ground with a sword in his sheath, and he didn't know how much.
Seeing that she threw Zhenyue into the ground, the Tianxiang Dao people were already furious, and they didn't say much, and said bluntly to Murong Tassel: "You let the soldiers retreat, they are not her opponents, Lao Dao, I want to set up the Tiangang array to clean up this demon girl!"
Chongyu smiled and said: "It's just right, the account of you hurting me hasn't been settled yet! I will send you away today, and tomorrow I will go to the Kunlun faction to ask for some interest!"
After that, he said to Situ Kongming: "You can't help me here, go to the wooden house and watch them." ”
Although Situ Kongming was ashamed when he heard this, he wanted to stop talking, but Chongyu's words were just like a holy oracle, so he had to hide what he thought in his heart and retreat according to his words.