Chapter Ninety-Eight: The King is Injured, and the Public is Angry

On the other side, Luo Songxian saw that Wang Du actually took a sword qi from him, and the shock in his heart was not much less than that of Zhou Qin and them, and even from a certain point of view, his shock was even greater than that of others, because he knew how powerful his sword qi was, although it was not a full attack, but it was definitely not a move that the six-rank immortal master could block.

Luo Songxian hesitated, he had never seen such a rebellious six-rank immortal master, he knew that a person like Wang Du must have an amazing background, if he killed Wang Du, then it was very likely that he would bring disaster to himself.

But his son's death is directly related to Wang Du, so he is naturally unwilling to let Wang Du go easily, and after weighing the pros and cons, Luo Songxian made a decision, he would rather risk the destruction of the sect to avenge his son.

"Boy, I only want to ask you, did you kill my son?" Luo Songxian had already arrived in front of Wang Du, and he questioned Wang Du with murderous intent.

Wang Du reluctantly took Luo Songxian's sword qi, at this moment, the blood and qi in his body were churning, and even two meridians were broken, he didn't expect that there would be an eight-rank ancestor in Canglan City that he didn't know.

The Eighth Rank Ancestor was indeed extraordinary, and the power of a random move caught up with the Thunder Punishment Sword that Nie Kun used the forbidden technique that day.

"Ahem. . . Cough.. I'll admit you're amazing... Cough... But..."Before Wang Du could finish his words, he suddenly fainted and fell to the ground.

At the same time that Wang Du fainted, two people appeared beside him, these two people were the medicine and the gong infusion.

It turned out that Wang Du sent a message to Shen Chenxin as soon as he knew that Luo Songxian was a powerful eight-rank ancestor, and Shen Chenxin should have rushed to come as soon as possible, but for a special reason, Shen Chenxin had to let Gong Lian and Yao Luna come together.

As soon as the medicine madness and the public infusion refining appeared, Luo Songxian knew that something was wrong, because he saw that the medicine insanity and him were the same as the cultivation of the Heavenly Ancestor, and he couldn't see through the cultivation of the public infusion, but Luo Songxian knew that the public infusion refining was only afraid that the cultivation was far beyond his own existence.

"Luo Songxian, the head of the Iron Sword Sect, has seen two Taoist friends. Luo Songxian didn't want to run, he knew that even if he escaped into the void, he would be caught up by the bald head who couldn't see through cultivation.

Yao Luo and Gong Lian ignored Luo Songxian's words, and at this moment, Yao Luo was carefully examining Wang Du's injuries.

"The old ghost is lost, go, let him also taste the taste of bullying the small, this old Wang Ba actually broke the two meridians of Wang Du. The medicine madman told Wang Du's injury, and at the same time gave Gong Lian the task of venting Wang Du's anger.

Originally, according to the urine of the public infusion refining, he naturally would not listen to the instructions of the drug epilepsy, but it was a matter of Wang Du, and the public infusion refining did not raise the bar with the drug epilepsy.

As soon as Luo Songxian heard the words of the medicine madness, he hurriedly said: "This fellow Daoist, please listen to my explanation, this kid is killed..."

It's just that Gong Lian will listen to his explanation, and Uncle Shi was shocked by him to break two meridians, and the only thing Gong Lian wanted to do at this time was to beat him up first.

didn't give Luo Songxian a chance to finish his words at all, Gong Lian appeared directly in front of Luo Songxian, and then slapped Luo Songxian's face heavily, directly Luo Songxian spit out a mouthful of blood and a few teeth.

This slap was too fast, so fast that Luo Songxian, the ancestor of the whole world, couldn't react, Luo Songxian, who was slapped, understood the gap with the public refining, and he knew that it was absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the public refining.

"Fellow Daoist, please listen to me...."Luo Songxian opened his mouth again to explain something.

"Smack"

As a result, this time he didn't finish his words, and the other side of his face was also slapped by Gong Lian!

As the ancestor of Tongtian, Luo Songxian, who is the head of the faction, has suffered such a great humiliation, he knows that he is afraid that he will not be good today, and he summoned his heart out of his three-grade spiritual weapon iron sword.

As a result, as soon as he called out his weapon, he felt a heavy object hit him on the back, and then his whole body was blasted into the air like a cannonball.

"Damn, you still dare to draw your sword, is my sledgehammer an ornament?" Gong Lian knocked Luo Songxian away with a hammer, and then scolded and looked at the air.

Luo Songxian was blasted into the sky by the public defeat, and the whole person continued to rise uncontrollably, and when he reached the top, he felt that he could regain control of his body.

Without hesitation, Luo Songxian tore open the void and wanted to run away, at this time, he couldn't care about his son Luo Feng's hatred, after all, he was not afraid of no firewood to burn if he stayed in Qingshan.

But as soon as he stepped into the void, a sledgehammer flashing with lightning light came to him and slammed down on the door in front of him.

"Boom"

Luo Songxian was smashed out of the void with a sledgehammer and fell directly to the ground.

"Poof..."

Luo Songxian's injury was not light, and in the face of the immortal ancestor of Gong Lian, he didn't even have a chance to do his best, and his combat effectiveness was disintegrated in a few clicks.

Gong Lian walked in front of Luo Songxian and picked up the weapon on the ground, he had already seen that this iron sword was a three-grade spiritual weapon.

"Yes, it turned out to be a three-grade spiritual weapon, and it happened to be auctioned together. After saying that, he probed his divine thoughts into the iron sword, and then erased the mark of Luo Songxian's sacrifice.

Erasing the mark of a person's sacrificial spiritual weapon is a fantasy for ordinary monks, but it can be done for public refining, as long as the divine mind is stronger than the person who sacrifices and refines, then this mark can be erased with a secret method, so that the spiritual weapon becomes an ownerless thing again.

At the same time that the mark in the iron sword was erased, Luo Songxian was also counterattacked, and he was already seriously injured, and his mental power was also traumatized, and Luo Songxian was suddenly completely depressed.

Gong Lian lifted the sluggish Luo Songxian, pulled out the storage ring in his hand, and then said to the medicine maniac: "Medicine maniac, how is Wang Du's injury?"

Yao Luo's brows furrowed, and his face was particularly ugly: "It's not good, although his meridians have been repaired, but now there are two strange energies scurrying in his body, making him fall into a coma." ”

As soon as he heard this, Gong Lian's face also became gloomy and said, "Go back to the City Lord's Mansion first and see if Shen Jianren has any way, after all, he is a Three Calamity Immortal." ”

Although Luo Songxian was sluggish, he could still hear the words of Gong Zhi and medicine epilepsy clearly, and when he heard the three words of the Three Calamity Immortals, his whole intestines were repentant.

He didn't expect that in order to avenge his son, he would provoke such a terrifying force! The Three Calamity Immortals, that is an absolute giant-like existence, he is just a Tongtian Ancestor actually provoked such a terrifying existence as the Three Calamity Immortals, although he guessed that making a move on Wang Du might bring terrible consequences, but when this consequence really came, he knew that he couldn't afford it at all.

The medicine madness took Wang Du and Gong Lian disappeared into the street with Luo Songxian.

"Master, what kind of realm is that bald-headed senior? It's just terrifying, the Eighth Rank Ancestor is as powerless as a chicken in front of him?" Zhou Qin witnessed the whole process, she thought that Wang Du was in a catastrophe, but who knew that the situation suddenly reversed.

The middle-aged beautiful woman was thoughtful, and when he first saw the big bald head of Gong Lian, he thought of someone: "Qin'er, if I am not mistaken, this senior should be one of Uncle Ning's ancestors, a super powerhouse in the Immortal Realm." ”