Text Chapter 82 Silver Fu Zhengshen

"Is this girl really from the Western Realm? If so......" Wang Xiaoru said silently. Luo Rui slowly withdrew his whip, and the strong killing intent suddenly rushed around, and the momentum was so strong that even Wang Xiaoru shivered unconsciously. "This woman...... It's not easy to deal with. Wang Xiaoru held a piece of paper in her right hand and said secretly. Although Rory has an upright temperament, he has a very smart mind, otherwise he would not have been taken to Dongyuan by Avdili to seek revenge on the Snow Emperor. Luo Rui knew that although the old woman in front of him was very powerful in martial arts, she was a mortal after all, and the vine spirit Mu Lingfei, who was in the body at the same time as the artifact and demonic power, was not the same at all. Mu Lingfei could also catch his whip with a fire wand, and the old woman in front of him could only hide. Not to mention that Luo Rui and Li Shuanghua have a very good personal relationship, even if Yang Tiantai doesn't stop her, she will never watch Wang Xiaoru take Li Shuanghua away.

I have to say that watching these Dongyuan masters make a move, Luo Rui has really learned a lot. The breadth and profundity of Dongyuan's martial arts have long been far beyond her imagination. Seeing that Li Tianmu and other martial arts masters were defeated one by one, Luo Rui admired Dongyuan's martial arts even more: an old woman can defeat so many big men, it is simply unimaginable in their western realm! The more Luo Rui looked at it, the more excited he became, and the idea of wanting to fight Wang Xiaoru naturally became stronger and stronger. Therefore, in addition to the increasingly obvious killing intent in Luo Rui's eyes when he looked at Wang Xiaoru, there was also a bit of excitement and excitement.

Wang Xiaoru stared at a flame as if she were facing a great enemy, slowly enveloping Luo Rui's long whip, and the dark surroundings were suddenly turned red by the firelight. Zhang Xiuwen and Liu Manmang both looked at Luo Rui nervously, and Wang Xiaoru's surprised expression also unmistakably confirmed their conjecture, Luo Rui's real strength was definitely stronger than they imagined. Wang Xiaoru saw that Luo Rui's face was full of murderous anger, and actually retreated two feet away, and when Luo Rui hesitated, he immediately picked up a silver paper talisman. Li Tianmu and the others were all shocked when they saw the silver talisman in Wang Xiaoru's hand: "The silver talisman seal! That's the one who invites the true god! Can the ghost grandmother actually edict the Nine Heavens True God?!"

Luo Rui didn't understand Dongyuan Taoism, but looking at Wang Xiaoru's solemn expression, he also knew that she was preparing with all her might. Rory slowly stretched out his arms and tightened the long whip in his hand, his long and straight waist and tight whip almost perfectly blended. Wang Xiaoru picked up the silver talisman and closed her eyes slightly and silently recited the spell of inviting the gods, this time she invited the true god, and it was one of the eight gods of the wind god. Luo Rui only vaguely guessed that Wang Xiaoru was going to ask for a powerful helper again, so he had been secretly accumulating strength, striving to win or lose with one move. Wang Xiaoru picked up the silver talisman and held it above his head, and after a while, gusts of wind rolled up around his thin body, and the wind slowly divided into several small whirlwinds, moving slowly according to the direction of the innate gossip. When Rory was accumulating his strength to the limit, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the sky. Luo Rui slowly narrowed his eyes and saw a faint figure descending from the sky, directly attached to Wang Xiaoru.

By this time, the flames on Rory's whip had become more and more intense, but the clothes and hair on her body were not affected in the slightest, as if the flames did not exist at all. A layer of sweat beads appeared on Wang Xiaoru's forehead, and she whispered: "Disciple Wang Xiaoru, welcome the wind god and help me subdue the demon and eliminate the demon!" Of course, this wind god is not the wind god himself, but an afterimage. I saw the remnant of the wind god pushing his hands flat, and at the same time exhaling softly in his mouth, the wind swept the sky and the earth in an instant. Luo Rui coldly saw the fleeting opportunity, and immediately flicked his whip, forcing a crack between the strong winds and smashing straight towards the remnant of the wind god. While Wang Xiaoru was shocked, she took a step to the left, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth. Asking the gods to move their bodies when doing the Dharma is a great disrespect to the gods, and the bleeding from the corners of Wang Xiaoru's mouth is a sign that the gods are being eaten by divine power. Luo Rui's wrist exerted force, and he danced the long whip to smash the remnant of the wind god, and the afterimage naturally became lighter, but Luo Rui's whip was suddenly caught by the wind god's hands and couldn't move.

Everyone was blown away from their eyes at first, but now that the wind was a little lighter, they all looked curiously at Rory, who was wrestling with the remnant of the wind god at this time. Rory rolled the whip around his wrist, and the whip immediately tightened. The remnant of the wind god suddenly clasped his ten fingers, and the direction of the wind suddenly changed, and it actually blew straight from Luo Rui's feet to the sky. Fortunately, Rory was wearing a suit of trousers, so he was not embarrassed. Luo Rui only felt a strong force to lift himself into the sky, and immediately took a deep breath and exerted force with his legs to stabilize his body. Wang Xiaoru trembled slightly with the silver talisman between her fingers, and the trembling amplitude was getting bigger and bigger. As for Wang Xiaoru herself, the corners of her nose and mouth are full of blood.

In fact, Wang Xiaoru has long known that inviting the gods is not as good as inviting the gods, and the caster needs to continue to cast spells, and the deeper the caster's cultivation, the greater the power that the remnant of the god can exert. When Wang Xiaoru was desperately holding on, a few thin sounds of tearing fabric suddenly came from Luo Rui's body. I saw that several big cuts were torn out of Rory's pants and sleeves, and his white skin was suddenly exposed. But Rory didn't care, and still slowly rolled the long whip onto his wrist. Li Tianmu and Zhang Xiuwen all tacitly turned their heads, for fear of offending Luo Rui. Wang Xiaoru knew that the strength on Luo Rui's whip was getting stronger and stronger, but she felt more and more out of strength, so she tore Luo Rui's clothes. Wang Xiaoru thought that this would distract Luo Rui, but she never expected that Luo Rui didn't care about these things at all!

How did Wang Xiaoru know that Luo Rui has always regarded himself as a warrior, and she didn't bother to take care of the etiquette between men and women in Dongyuan. Suddenly, Rory felt that the other end of the whip had no strength, and the unbearable pain of the wind on his body disappeared without a trace. Rory's body is far more than human, so although his clothes are torn, there is not even a single scratch left on his skin. Luo Rui breathed a long sigh of relief, squinted at Wang Xiaoru, holding his heart and spitting out two mouthfuls of blood. Now Wang Xiaoru has also suffered internal injuries, and on Li Tianmu's side, in addition to Luo Rui, there are also two masters, Yang Tiantai and Liu Manmang.

Wang Xiaoru slowly straightened up and subconsciously glanced down. Li Tianmu and Zhang Xiuwen naturally saw a whitened paper talisman lying quietly at Wang Xiaoru's feet. Rory twisted the whip into a ring with both hands and pulled it hard, and the crisp sound of the long whip twitching immediately resounded in the night sky. Although Wang Xiaoru knew that Luo Rui was going to make a move, she could only stare at her. Luo Rui looked at Wang Xiaoru indifferently, and a smile slowly hung up on the corner of his mouth. Yang Tiantai saw that his grandmother was injured and knew that this was a great opportunity to save Li Shuanghua, so he slipped away to Li Shuanghua quietly. Wang Xiaoru caught a glimpse of the sneaky Yang Tiantai, and naturally knew what he wanted to do. Wang Xiaoru sneered, and suddenly came to Li Shuanghua's side with light skills, pinched Li Shuanghua's chin and immediately stuffed the unknown pill into her mouth. Li Shuanghua frowned, and subconsciously moved her throat, and the pill was naturally swallowed by her, and Luo Rui was stunned on the spot when she saw this.

Wang Xiaoru laughed and said: "Although the old decay has suffered a great loss in Taoism, but the martial arts are still there! If she is not by the side of the old decay, it is a dead end!" At this time, Yang Tiantai had already stopped, and Lu Xianping looked at Wang Xiaoru with a desperate face. Wang Xiaoru coughed twice, took a breath and continued: "Hmph, the righteous gods invited by the old decay can't beat you...... That's it, I'm willing to gamble and lose. However, this girl has to go with me. Lu Xianping struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Why ......" Wang Xiaoru raised her chin and said to Lu Xianping: "Why? Because the old man looks at her well, can't it? If you have the ability, you can grab it in the hands of the old man." "Ghost you...... Is...... Shameless......" Lu Xianping said for a moment, and even spit out another mouthful of blood. Zeng Ding, who had not said a word all night, hurriedly went over and pressed Lu Xianping's back to help him stand up straight.

Wang Xiaoru sneered and said, "You dare to scold the old man, okay, you keep your eyes open and look at it!" After speaking, Wang Xiaoru stretched out his hand and tapped Li Shuanghua's neck, chest, and lower abdomen. Li Shuanghua's face also quickly turned blue-green, and Li Tianmu and the others naturally knew that Wang Xiaoru had clicked on Li Shuanghua's acupoint, which accelerated the onset of poison. Yang Tiantai hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "Seniors are merciful...... Hugh wants to hurt her life, is it okay......" Wang Xiaoru smiled slightly, picked up Li Shuanghua and said: "When will you find Lao Yu, and it happens that Lao Yu is in a good mood, so you can naturally take her away, but now...... Ha ha...... I'm out of company. With a weird laugh, Wang Xiaoru jumped onto the roof with Li Shuanghua in her arms, and disappeared after a few ups and downs. Lu Xianping thought of Li Shuanghua's half-open eyes showing helplessness, reluctance, and helplessness, and even felt that thousands of arrows were heartbroken. Lu Xianping's body shook and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately he was supported by Zeng Ding again to stabilize his body.

Zhang Xiuwen looked at Li Tianmu, Li Tianmu frowned without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something. Zhang Xiuwen could only go and check on his son carefully, and after seeing that Zhang Tingye was safe and sound, he slowly patted Zhang Tingye on the shoulder and ordered: "Tingye, go and see how your Uncle Zhang is, call your Uncle Liu, hurry up!" Zhang Tingye turned his head and looked at Su Xiaoyu twice, before he and Liu Manmang ran in the direction where Zhang Zhubei fell to the ground. Yang Tiantai came back to his senses and immediately turned his head to look at Mu Wushuang, only to see Mu Wushuang's sentence falling sword thrown not far away, lying motionless on the ground.