Chapter 63: Incarnation
I only heard Bai Rixun scolding: "Zhuang Hao gave birth to you a bastard, and the teacher trusted you so much, and wanted to pass on the position of the sect master to you, it turns out that you are a bastard who eats inside and out." ”
Zhuang Haosheng said coldly: "Sect Master, where is there a first-line sect in this world? The old man doesn't understand, you are also messing around, what good is it for you to offend the Sea Clan?" ”
Yang Zongheng frowned and said, "You took refuge in the Sea Clan?"
Zhuang Haosheng said: "I know the current affairs, and besides, I have taken care of this old thing for 20 years, which is interesting enough." ”
Yang Zongheng looked at the three people who fell to the ground, and then looked at Zhuang Haosheng and said, "What are you going to do to us?"
Zhuang Haosheng smiled and said, "Is it someone else who wants to do to you?"
As soon as the words fell, I saw a series of figures falling behind Zhuang Haosheng, led by Feng Jiulang.
Seeing Feng Jiulang, Zhuang Haosheng hurriedly bent down and walked to him and said, "Zhuang Haosheng, meet the ninth master." ”
Feng Jiulang said "good" in his mouth, but his eyes didn't look at Zhuang Haosheng, but just strode towards Yang Zongheng, and the Coiling Dragon Sword had already appeared in his hand.
Feng Jiulang didn't say a word, and jumped forward and slashed straight towards Yang Zongheng.
Yang Zongheng hurriedly sacrificed the magic wheel and resisted Feng Jiulang's double swords.
The Sea Clan mage behind him was just about to step forward to help, only to hear Feng Jiulang scold: "No one is allowed to move, this person is mine." The Sea Clan mages immediately retracted the leg they had just stepped out of.
I saw that Feng Jiulang's twin swords were wielding impenetrable, Yang Zongheng blocked left and right with the magic wheel, and his right hand was already ready to hide the shadow.
Feng Jiulang attacked fiercely, although Yang Zongheng was forced to retreat step by step, but he did not hurt Yang Zongheng's hair, so he roared only to see the double swords in his hand suddenly split into hundreds of sword bodies, flying into the sky, stabbing at Yang Zongheng from all directions.
Feng Jiulang thought he had succeeded, and he couldn't help but smile with revenge on his face.
At this moment, I saw a black torrent gushing out like a fountain in the sky behind the magic wheel, impacting the sword rain in all directions.
Yang Zongheng stood on top of the torrent, like a dragon boy, and with a wave of his hidden shadow, the black torrent rushed towards Feng Jiulang.
Feng Jiulang hurriedly waved the Coiled Dragon Sword, only to see that the rain of swords would meet again to resist the black torrent.
For a while, two torrents of swords, one green and one black, appeared in the air like two dragons playing with pearls.
Those Sea Clan mages were ordered by Feng Jiulang, and they saw that the cyan torrent was slowly swallowing Yang Zongheng's hidden shadow, so they were still just watching the battle from the sidelines.
And Zhuang Haosheng wanted to curry favor with Feng Jiulang, so he took out a short sword, walked to Bai Rixun and the others and shouted: "Yang Zongheng, you still don't admit defeat?"
After that, he stabbed the short sword on Bai Rixun's leg, but Bai Rixun was afraid of affecting Yang Zongheng, so he endured the severe pain and shouted, "It doesn't hurt at all." ”
Zhuang Haosheng saw that Bai Rixun's mouth was hard, so he stabbed down with a sword, and the blood soaked the ground in one piece, but Bai Rixun didn't cry out in pain.
However, Yang Zongheng was already anxious, and hurriedly put away the hidden shadow, only to see that the cyan sword group was like a flood after the river embankment had collapsed, and it was instantly submerged.
And Feng Jiulang sneered and put away the Coiling Dragon Sword, and the Sea Clan mages next to him also let out a sigh of relief.
At this moment, I saw that the sword stream that had submerged Yang Zongheng began to tremble inexplicably, and the smiles on the faces of Feng Jiulang and the Sea Clan mage slowly solidified.
Hearing only the sound of "bang", the sword flow suddenly dispersed, like a blooming flower surrounding the city in a circle, and in the middle of the circle was Yang Zongheng.
Yang Zongheng's whole body was red at this time, as if it had been dyed with cinnabar, and in front of his right leg was a pair of blood-red phoenixes, the phoenix eyes were wide open, the mouth was bent like a hook, and there was no trace of auspiciousness, and on the front of his right arm was a black tiger, with fangs like knives and black smoke spewing from his nose.
Yang Zongheng's right hand clenched the hidden shadow, the iron wings behind him were spread, and his eyes seemed to have flames erupting. This appearance really startled Kazekuro and the other mages.
Zhuang Haosheng was already sitting on the ground in fright at this time, and he wanted to escape, Yang Zongheng's figure flashed, and the person was already standing in front of Zhuang Haosheng.
At this time, Feng Jiulang had already woken up from the shock and hurriedly ordered: "Let's shoot together." ”
Those mages immediately woke up from a dream, immediately set up a formation, and each sent their lifelong cultivation into the air, only to see a dozen rays of light forming a ball like the sun.
Feng Jiulang flew in front of the ball, pulled out the magic seal with both hands, and shouted "duh", and the ball immediately sent out a ray of light and stabbed towards Yang Zongheng.
Yang Zongheng frowned, and the blood phoenix and Xuanhu in front of him directly met the light, and confronted the light for a while.
The magic wheel rotated at high speed, the magic wheel showed the mark of a blood-red phoenix, and quickly flew towards the mage who was in formation, in the process of flying, a piece of iron flew out of Yang Zongheng's body, and a meteor generally caught up with the magic wheel, and was instantly installed on the magic wheel, and then flashed the shape of a tiger on the magic wheel, and then the power of the magic wheel increased several times.
Seeing the ferocity of the magic wheel, those mages hurriedly distributed their mana to resist, and they formed a light shield to block the magic wheel.
Zhuang Haosheng saw that the rescuers were all contained, and he could only rely on himself if he wanted to survive, and besides, he cultivated to enter the heavenly product immediately, even if he couldn't beat it, he could escape at a regular time.
I saw that his hands were sealed, and the fists composed of countless air struck towards Yang Zongheng.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Zongheng's mouth, and with a wave of the hidden shadow in his hand, his fist disappeared instantly.
Looking at Zhuang Haosheng again, there was already an extra red line on his neck, and there was a shocked expression on his face, and then blood gushed out like a fountain of blood at the red line.
Killing Zhuang Haosheng, Yang Zongheng only used one move.
Then Yang Zongheng appeared in front of a red-haired and blue-faced, angry fanged god and demon image, the god and demon flew to Zhuang Haosheng before, only to see a white shadow torn out of Zhuang Haosheng's body, the demon god swallowed the white shadow in his mouth, and then turned into red light and disappeared in the center of Yang Zongheng's eyebrows.
This step was seen by Feng Jiulang and the sea clan mages, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of horror in their hearts, a feeling that their sea clan had never had.
I only heard Feng Jiulang shouting, "Close." Then Feng Jiulang turned into a meteor in the air and fled towards Lindu.
The other mages were distraught, and the magic wheel immediately shattered their protective shields, and after only one circle, those mages spat blood and fell to the ground.
Thanks to the precautions of those mages, coupled with their profound cultivation, although they were injured, they were not helpless, and they struggled to stand up one by one, flying or running and disappearing into the night.
Yang Zongheng was just about to catch up, only to feel a sharp pain all over his body, as if his body was about to explode, and then he felt a blur in front of his eyes, his legs fell to the ground as soon as he fell weak, and at the moment he fell, he vaguely saw a white shadow flying to his side, and then he was unconscious.
When Yang Zongheng woke up, he was already lying in a cave, with the Aconitum Cliff beside him cross-legged to heal his wounds, while Bai Rixun was sitting at the entrance of the cave, playing with the fire over and over again while looking out, while Mu Yunchang's body was lying in the depths of the cave.
"Why are we here?" asked Yang Zongheng.
Bai Rixun immediately climbed to Yang Zongheng's side with his hands and feet and exclaimed: "Boy, I didn't expect you to launch such a powerful surge, now that Zhuang Haosheng is a traitor, how about you come to be the first-line sect master?"
As he spoke, he threw a stone off the aconitum cliff and asked, "You have no opinion." ”
The head of the aconitum cliff didn't look back and said coldly: "No." ”
Bai Ri smiled and said, "We all agree that you will nod." ”
Yang Zongheng smiled bitterly: "I just wanted to ask why we are here." ”
Bai Riyan said: "The sect master's wife brought us here." ”
"Sect Master's Wife?" Yang Zongheng was confused.
Bai Ri smiled and said: "You are the sect master, that beauty is naturally the sect master's wife, otherwise who would risk offending the sea clan to save us." Bai Rixun didn't care about the doubts on Yang Zongheng's face, but the master said to himself: "If you want to say that this sect master's wife, she can't help but be a first-class beauty, and even her heart is like a bodhisattva." ”
As he spoke, he said to the Aconitum Cliff again: "Isn't the sect master's wife very good?"
Wutou Cliff still didn't look back and said coldly: "Very good." ”
"Blah blah. Yang Zongheng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I can't understand what you are saying?" I don't know what the sect master's wife is, anyway, I can't do it as your first-line sect master." ”
Wutouya turned his head and said coldly: "You look down on our first-line sect?"
Yang Zongheng said helplessly: "I didn't mean that?"
Aconitum Ya said expressionlessly: "I think that's what you mean." ”
Bai Rixun hurriedly interrupted the Aonitou Cliff and said, "How can you talk to the sect master, presumptuous." ”
After speaking, he smiled at Yang Zongheng and said: "Although there are fewer people in our first-line sect, there are only three of us, but the advantage of fewer people and fewer people is convenient to manage." Besides, can you watch the teacher die?"
Yang Zongheng glanced at Mu Yunchang, who had his eyes closed, and said, "You are talking nonsense with your eyes open." Bai Ri smiled and said, "Although you see that his body is closed, in fact, the soul is staring at us with wide eyes." ”
As soon as these words came out, Aconitum Ya's body trembled obviously, stood up and took a few steps closer to the two, and then glanced around, his eyes full of fear.
Yang Zongheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Are you afraid of ghosts?" Wutou Cliff coughed dryly and said noncommittal.
At this time, only to hear footsteps outside, Yang Zongheng hurriedly frowned and said, "Who is it?"
Bai Rixun hurriedly patted Yang Zongheng on the shoulder to make him feel at ease and said, "The sect master's wife has come back from buying buns." ”
As he spoke, he hurriedly went to the entrance of the cave to greet him, and after a while, he walked in with a large bag of food, followed by a girl in white clothes, who turned out to be Liu Xiaoxiao.