Chapter 53: The Sword Sounds Ninety Thousand Miles

Jia Mingda took the jade card, put it on Wu Qiutian's chest, looked up at the people around him, and shook his head: "Who is this kid's friend?"

For a long time, no one spoke, and most of the people were scared silly, especially Wu Shi, who had also seen a Heaven Rank master, but there had never been one who could make him feel like kneeling and begging for mercy.

After Jia Mingda asked again, Wu Shicai stepped forward tremblingly and said in a trembling voice: "Senior, junior is his friend." ”

Wu Qiutian was covered in blood, and after calming down on the ground, he used his arm to force himself to stand up, but Wu Shi hurriedly supported him.

Jia Mingda said lightly: "I said boy, did you kill Zhang Daoling's mother or cripple his father, why was he beaten like this?"

Wu Qiutian shook off Wu Shi, still holding on to his body and trying to stand up by himself.

Seeing his strong appearance, Jia Mingda stared at him tightly, and said helplessly for a long time: "It's okay, it's all injured like this ghost, what are you doing recklessly." Okay, I'm a good person to the end, where do you want to go, tell me, I'll take you there. ”

At this time, Wu Qiutian had already gotten up from the ground, his hand tightly held the jade plate left by Xuanyuan Ziyi, gritted his back molars, desperately suppressed the injuries on his body, and arched his hand to Jia Mingda: "Thank you seniors for helping, if the seniors have a place to get the juniors in the future, please speak up to the seniors." ”

"Tsk, I can't see it, although the strength is almost, it still has a bit of backbone for \one\ book\ read \ novel xstxt, which is much stronger than those bastards under Zhang Daoling. Okay, okay, don't be a senior, if you can afford me, just call me a big brother! Meeting is fate, all brothers in the four seas, let Zhang Daoling personally take action, you are qualified to be my brother. As for repayment, don't say this first, everything in this world pays attention to strength, you don't have strength, what kind of reward can you talk about. Blame me for speaking straight, the girl in purple has taken a fancy to you, otherwise Zhang Daoling would not have surrendered his identity to you. Let me tell you, my opponents are all at Zhang Daoling's level, what can you do me to help? Therefore, working hard to improve your strength is the king, otherwise let alone repaying, it is impossible for you to get close to the girl in purple. Jia Mingda said a big call mercilessly.

Wu Shi was no longer trembling, because he had not found a murderous aura like Zhang Daoling from the deep mountains of Jia Mingda.

"Damn, you don't say the place if you want to say it, just let me take you somewhere. Jia Mingda grabbed Wu Qiutian and Wu Shi impatiently, and disappeared into the streets of Jicheng in the blink of an eye.

The wind blew on his face, a little stinging, Jia Mingda laughed in the sky: "Oh, the air in Kyushu is still fresh, and if you stay in that ghost place all day long, your body is about to grow hair." ”

"You put me down. Let me down!" Wu Qiutian struggled constantly.

With his current physical condition, there is actually no big problem, although the pain of soul vibration makes him very uncomfortable, but with the soul suppression technique there to protect his soul, he will not have any major problems.

It's just that when Zu Ling is repairing his body, there will always be a tingling sensation. Every time he moved, the bones that had just been repaired would be out of place, and he would have a pain.

Jia Mingda, who was shirtless, tilted his head: "What a fucking noise, shut up for me." ”

But Wu Qiutian took his words as a deaf ear, and still writhed his body there without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Jia Mingda couldn't help but pinch hard, and Wu Qiutian fainted directly.

Seeing him faint, Jia Mingda nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to Wu Shidao: "How about it, you haven't been to such a high place! Haha, it's fun." ”

"Before... Senior, can you slow down, cold!" Wu Shi trembled, and couldn't help but say after Jia Mingda sped up his speed again.

Jia Mingda let go of Wu Qiutian, patted his head hard, and said hehe: "Eh, I'm sorry, I forgot that the realm of you two boys is too low." ”

Wu Shi stared at Wu Qiutian who fell down with wide eyes, and opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak.

Seeing his expression, Jia Mingda was also shocked: "Damn, I forgot that I had someone in my hand." ”

Clamping Wu Shi to the armpit, Jia Mingda's whole person pierced down like an eagle falcon in the water.

Three hundred feet from the ground, Jia Mingda, who was in a cold sweat, finally caught Wu Qiutian.

Fortunately, when Wu Qiutian fell, he was lying flat and falling, otherwise Jia Mingda would be afraid that it would be difficult to catch him at this speed.

Falling to this height, there was a sudden sound of shouting and killing, and judging from the volume of the sound, it was not very far from where they were.

Wu Shi, who was sandwiched under his armpit, saw the smile on Jia Mingda's face, and knew that this master had been aroused his curiosity again, and just as he was about to speak, Jia Mingda had already rushed out like a cheetah.

There was a scuffle ahead, and considering the existence of two rookies around him, Jia Mingda did not get closer. At a distance where he could see the battle situation clearly, he held Wu Qiutian in one hand and Wu Shi in the other, like a spectator watching a play in the theater, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth watching the fight of the group of people in front of him with interest.

There were many men and horses on both sides of the fight, one wearing bright yellow clothes, and the other side wearing blue cloth clothes.

For the time being, it was the bright yellow clothes who prevailed, because the people on the side of the blue cloth were basically old people with high hand cultivation, while the young people were all lowly people.

After Wu Shi saw those people in Tsing Yi, his eyes shrank, and he said loudly: "Senior, help!"

Jia Mingda said with a private smile: "Hmm, let me help, the price to pay is not small! You are not this kid, this kid has the girl in purple, I have to give some face, if you want me to help, let's talk about what kind of price you can pay!"

Wu Shi was stunned for a moment, and then showed a disappointed look, he also knew that it was impossible for people in the cultivation realm to help others easily.

After a long time, he replied: "Wu Shi doesn't know what his predecessors can see, these people have a deep relationship with my eldest brother, if the seniors refuse to save him, Wu Shi will be cheap, and it will be a big deal to get in, which can be regarded as repaying the kindness of the eldest brother." ”

"Your uncle, why are they all so strong, I see that your kid is like a bird like your eldest brother. Lao Tzu tells you that people, only when they are alive, can there be hope, and when they die, there is nothing. Jia Mingda was furious, his hand loosened, raised a kick to kick Wu Shi out of the way, and caught him before he landed.

With a kick, Wu Shi only felt that the sky was dark, and there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if he was about to die. However, before he landed, he was caught by Jia Mingda, and the feeling of near-death made him fall into the abyss.

Jia Mingda scolded in his mouth: "Take your eldest brother to Lao Tzu and hide aside." ”

With that, he rushed towards the warband, and as soon as he approached the men, the wooden sword on his back trembled with excitement like a hunter who had seen his prey.

Jia Mingda stroked the clear texture on the wooden sword, and muttered to himself: "I know you're hungry, don't worry, I'll have something to eat soon." ”

A young man in Tsing Yi threw the brush in his hand at Jia Mingda without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and before he could reach him, he was torn into powder by the sword intent emanating from Jia Mingda's body. The moment the brush shattered, the young man spat blood and fell to the ground.

When Wu Shi saw this scene, he hurriedly shouted: "Senior, you killed the wrong person." ”

Although his voice was small and far away, Jia Mingda still heard it, he turned around and smiled embarrassedly, and then turned his head and pounced on the yellow-clothed men.

In the crowd, several old men with white beards were mostly startled when they saw Jia Mingda's arrival, seeing his momentum like a tiger descending the mountain, killing people without mercy, such a master, even a few old men in the center of the battle group, asked themselves if they were opponents.

"Thank you for the rescue, Zhirutang Zhu Xi is grateful. An old man in Tsing Yi raised his hand and shouted.

Jia Mingda didn't know how to have a head, the wooden sword swept, and he could take away a few heads and a piece of blood every time, he said very excitedly: "What kind of pig and dog seat, Lao Tzu is not here to help you." ”

Outside the battle group, the two old men in yellow who had been observing the battle situation saw Jia Mingda killing all sides, and the originally dominant situation was reversed by him alone, his eyes were sharp, and he thought it was a rescuer invited by Zhirutang.

After Jia Mingda replied, they were sure that he was not the rescuer invited by Zhirutang, so they flew up one after another and bowed their hands to Jia Mingda: "This strong man, but he has a grudge against the God Emperor Valley?"

Jia Mingda was about to kill, and two old men burst out coldly, he pouted and said, "Who stipulates that you have to be sad to kill?"

The two old men were none other than the God Emperor Valley, who was responsible for chasing down Wu Qiutian and Xuanyuan Wuji.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan was not to blame, and no matter what the identity of this person was, he shot directly, slashing Jia Mingda's head with one palm and smashing his dantian with one punch. This style of play is obviously to put Jia Mingda to death.

It was too late for God to stop him, so he had to keep up with Xuanyuan Wuyi's footsteps, and attacked Jia Mingda one after the other.

It's hard to imagine that a wooden sword would make a sonorous sound like an iron sword, and when the two approached, the wooden sword was full of brilliance, and Jia Mingda was also excited: "Finally, two characters have come out that are enough for me to practice, not bad, the strength of the God Emperor Valley seems to be relatively strong." ”

"This sword, the name of 90,000 miles, today, let you try its edge. Jia Mingda held the sword in both hands, slashing and slashing in an orderly manner.

The sound of the wooden sword chirping became louder and louder, and many of the people present covered their ears under the sound of the wooden sword.

At this moment, Jia Mingda transmitted Zhu Xi: "There are two boys in the grass three hundred miles away in the north, take them and get out of here, leave the communication jade plate in place, and go to them when Lao Tzu finishes fighting." ”

Zhu Xi wanted to speak, but Jia Mingda had already fought with the two people in the God Emperor Valley, and he was so distraught that he ordered the people of the Zhiru Hall to retreat.