Long Live the Counterattack - Chapter 774
There was a thunderbolt…
It changes color in an instant.
The soul is shocked.
I couldn’t see the changes in the field, I saw the sky full of purple lightning and thunder like a wild snake dancing.
Waiting for everyone’s eyes to regain their vision, the flying sword offered by Bei Yan has been nipped between the **** of Ye Qianru’s right hand. Numerous electric currents fluctuate on her body like a waterfall, from time to time, one or two small ones. The current snapped outwards and exploded in the void.
“” Bei Su was so shocked that he couldn’t speak.
He knew that Ye Qian was a strong enemy that he had never seen in his life, and he didn’t care about it. Although he had made the biggest estimation in his heart, he still hadn’t predicted her true combat power far. After obtaining the ancient secrets passed down, with Feijian in hand, Bei Liao once believed that he could be invincible to the various factions of the Immortal Dao, and his confidence was so swollen that it could not be increased.
Until Qianjun’s previous flames erupted.
Just give him a head.
Before going all out to fight Ye Qianru, he still has the confidence to draw a tie.
Even if he couldn’t defeat the hermit disciple of the Star Gate of the Nine Prisons, he could at least defeat her and protect himself.
What Bei Liao never expected was that with his full-strength sword, even the opponent’s hair could not be injured. He even attacked halfway, even when the opponent held it with his fingers.
No magic weapon is needed.
Only with skill, it can be completely suppressed.
How can such a strong opponent fight this battle?
Bei Su’s heart was filled with death in an instant, and his whole body was discouraged. He laughed miserably, and slowly closed his eyes and waited for death. He knows that the next moment, the opponent who catches the flying sword will immediately counterattack. At that time, it is the time of his death. In front of absolutely powerful and absolutely suppressing skills, how can his dream of ruling the roost without magic weapons should wake up? A beam jumping clown struggled in vain. It might as well be a bit more crisp
“Strike out” Ye Qianru held the flying sword, like catching a slippery fish, focused mentally. In case the opponent slips away in his own hands.
In his mouth, he gave orders to Guardian Flying Bear.
Coming and not going to be indecent also.
Since Bei Liao wants to fight magic weapons. Then let him see
The guardian of the flying bear quickly became huge in the smoke, roaring up to the sky, the sound shook the mountains, the echo blew up between the mountain love, and everyone who heard it changed color.
It has regained its flying bear form and jumped high into the sky.
In the sky.
Another burst of smoke filled.
When it fell to the ground, it had once again transformed into a flying bear guard in the form of an upright human guard.
He held the eight-rowed giant hammer in his hand, and saw it lifted high and hit the head. Smashed to Bei Liao, who was awaiting death with his eyes closed.
“Goodness, goodness” The Baku Master of Baoyin Temple couldn’t bear it too much. She closed her eyes and chanted together. She couldn’t stop things from happening, but she couldn’t bear to watch the tragedy that was about to happen.
“Hey” Song Xin Old Tao also shook his head and sighed.
Bei Liao is about to die tragically.
He was a little sorry.
Of course, before the Northern Sect Master and the Canghai School were arrogant and arrogant, he couldn’t get used to the upstart style.
“Uncle Master, please forgive the master of Beilumen.” The person who pleaded turned out to be Master Yizhi. As a good old man, he couldn’t bear the tragic death of the master of Beilumen under Longyan Temple. At first, I invited myself personally. How can I think of this, but it took Bei Liao’s life. But he was too slow to plead, waiting for him to open his mouth. The octagonal hammer over there has hit the top of the head of the North Sect Master.
If the master of the north sect hadn’t waited to die, and avoided with all his strength, there would naturally be hope.
It’s a pity that the last vitality made him give up.
Hammer down.
There was a thud.
Not only was the North Sect Master in the field, but even where he stood, the rock under his feet was also torn apart, and rubble splashed around.
The blood spattered on the nearby rocks.
Wait for the smoke and dust to disperse slightly.
People were surprised to find that the master of the Northern Sect, who had closed his eyes and was waiting for death, died tragically without his head shattered. It turned out that it was too late to join the battlefield and the unscathed Master Tingsong. At this moment, he lay down in his arms with **** nose and mouth.
It was listening to Master Song, an old friend who had been with him for decades, who blocked the hammer for Bei Liao.
Master Song’s breastbone is broken. Dying.
“It was I who killed you, I was the one who killed you” Bei Yan was too guilty to speak, if possible. He really wanted to slap himself with a few words. Why was it so swollen at the beginning? Didn’t it just get a secret treasure handed down from ancient times? How come it became like this? The monastic sect also dared to question and even sent a message. I was there to prove that I still wanted to take action and use the opponent to stand up. This mentality, now that I think about it, I feel crazy is really incredible. I used to be a good cultivator, because of a magic weapon, he turned out to be crazy and self-destructive. I don’t know the way
“It’s okay. I have lived for more than a hundred years. I don’t lose my life. I am lazy by nature and enjoy it. Although I have a bit of wisdom, it is not the material for cultivation. I have long known that I cannot attain the Tao. For so many years, you I have always regarded me as a confidant. Although I am called a friend, I actually used a lot of martial arts resources to support me. I often feel guilty in my heart. I usually contribute little to the Canghai School. Today, I will take it back to you.” Master Song is seriously injured. People are very sober, there is even a slight smile on his face, it seems that this kind of result is his final wish.
“Don’t tell me it’s my fault, it’s my fault” Bei Yan burst into tears.
He knows the temperament of his old friend.
If it’s not for yourself.
I heard Master Song would never be evil to any one of the cultivating factions. Today’s misfortune, it can be said that it is entirely his own.
As a friend who personally pushed to death, he heard an old friend say that this is a benevolent benevolence, and the regret and guilt in his heart do not want to be known.
The master of “Uncle’s Compassion” led the crowd to see and asked Ye Qianru to spare the lives of the master of Beilu and Master Song. Just now I saw that the master of Beilu was indeed very hateful and aggressive. Now I see him crying again. Seeing Master Ting Song sacrificed his life for his friends, as the host and the initiator of the martial party, Master Yifang felt sad and decided to stand up and beg Ye Qianru to stop.
He didn’t know the regulations of the Star Gate of the Nine Prisons.
But know that the door rules are extremely strict.
If it needs to be punished.
It is estimated that a lot of people will be able to carry it down together. If it were not that he could not pass the hurdle in his heart, he would never risk begging Ye Qianru to forgive Bei Liao, a brash man who offended the prestige of the monastic school.
Master Yifang stood up and pleaded, Master Yizhi, Yi De and many other disciples, followed behind him and bowed down.
There are also the heads of relaxation and other sects.
Also responded.
This reaction. In addition to being shocked by the prestige of the Star Gate of the Nine Prisons, there is also a little compassion.
After all, it is not an evil sect that only talks about interests but not humanity, morality, etiquette, and a great way of decent. Usually you can fight openly and secretly, but life and death are big. Can’t be indifferent.
“Since it is a sect gathering, and we emphasize auspiciousness, we will stop here today. However, the prestige of the Star Gate of the Nine Prisons must not be provoked twice, otherwise I cannot guarantee whether the brother will give birth to thunder anger. “Ye Qianru put away the electric current, flew the flying sword tens of meters away, and nailed it firmly into the stone wall. Going deep into the ying ruler, it is difficult to see the end of it.
“It’s none of your business, so don’t worry about it in the future.” Qianjun picked up the Lingjian wood card guarded by the spirit tree, and carried the new seedling technique to activate the magic circle above.
A soft energy mask emerged from her body.
Its color is golden.
Transparent and bright.
Qianjun used his hand as a guide to draw a wisp of soft energy from within, letting it float into Master Tingsong’s wounds.
Hearing Master Song recovered from his injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although he was not completely healed, he immediately stood up as everyone watched in astonishment. Kneeling on the ground with gratitude and bowing deeply as a tribute: “Listen to the loose, thank Uncle Master for his life.”
“Okay” Yin Shuguan stared at the Lingjian wooden card in Qianjun’s hand. She had never thought that this not amazing wooden sign would have such power.
“It’s not completely healed, but healed most of the injuries, and he was saved by Song’s life. This is true.” Yun Zhiyu was not surprised. No matter how magical treasures Lin Dong has, this little wooden sign really doesn’t mean it. What kind of. Yun Zhiyu was not surprised by the spirit wood guardian in Qianjun’s hand, but rather interested in the new seedling technique used by Qianjun. She must have known that the technique is so easy to use. I also asked Yun Youyou to teach myself one before.
baby
A super baby who can be dying and reborn
Everyone looked at the gaze of Ling Jianmu Pai in Qianjun’s hand, becoming more and more in awe.
they do not know. In fact, the Thousand County Spirit Wood Guardian does not have the power of dying and rebirth, but Master Song is a wood monk. Qianjun tried to use the energy of Xinmiao Shujue to stimulate it, but he didn’t think it would really work, and the effect was unexpectedly good. If you switch to a cultivator of another department, even if it is somewhat effective, it is completely incomparable to Ting Song’s immediate recovery of most of his injuries.
Qianjun himself was slightly surprised.
She turned around and smiled at Ye Qianru.
This is called unintentionally piercing the willow and Liu Chengyin. It happened. Of course, the two of them didn’t tell the truth, and they just guessed at random. Anyway, these guys are not scared.
Bei Liao naturally took the opportunity to kneel.
Bow down and apologize.
One is grateful to the other party for forgiving one’s sins, and the other is grateful to the other party for saving his old friend’s life.
The third is that the idiot knows that there is only one result of stubborn resistance.
Don’t die.
Who would be so idiot that he had to go forward and die
Besides, this is not a problem that can be solved by death. If you die, the Canghai faction will suffer disasters along with it.
Bei Su finally passed the test, and at most it was an apologize in the future. The Canghai Sect gave out heavy gifts in exchange for Qianjun and Ye Qianru’s complete understanding. They might still get a blessing in disguise, and they have been involved with a monk like the Jiu Prison Star Gate. What is really tense now is the Red Carp, who has never had a chance to speak up.
Bei Liao was hostile just now, but he didn’t say a word.
Because of the hostility, Ye Qianru was almost a second away.
So what’s next
He didn’t think he could write off all kinds of disrespectful red carps at the Star Gate of the Nine Prisons and the two women.
“Naughty animal, don’t you kneel down for me” Immortal Weng Zizhu couldn’t help it. If it was someone else’s son, he would definitely care about Chili’s life or death. But this is the son of an old friend of his own, and the scene of Tuogu that year is vivid. He can’t watch the red carp hesitate and delay any longer, don’t say apologize, it’s too late to regret
Those who have made mistakes like Jinhu and Beizhu must push an idiot out as a shield.
Red carp is the best candidate.
The former is clever and has already knelt down and pleaded guilty.
The latter tried stubbornly, and was almost beaten. Fortunately, Master Song was rescued, and he risked an old life. After everyone’s plea, he also suddenly repented. Now there is only one red carp left, still silent, how can this not become a target of public criticism?
Zizhu Immortal Weng knew that if he didn’t do something, the life of the red carp would be hard to save.
Even if you save your life.
A single skill is definitely not guaranteed.
Maybe he will be a prisoner~www.mtlnovel.com~ and finally expelled from the terrified Longhemen. At that time, I wanted to regret and apologize, but it was too late.
Zizhu Xianweng kicked the red carp to the ground with one foot, then raised his hand to slap the red carp wildly with a dozen slaps. The red carp’s teeth splashed with blood, and a face swelled like a face, and finally his eyes squeezed. In a trace, it is almost impossible to see. Chi Lei was ashamed and angry, but he knew that Zizhu Immortal Weng was doing it for his own good, and he knelt down in front of Zizhu Immortal Weng, letting him deal with it.
He is a little bit at a loss, this character is very deadly.
Fortunately, there is Zizhu Xianweng behind.
otherwise.
I really can’t ask for it today.
“Naughty animal, how can you dare to offend the honorable name of the Great Hermit, many seniors are present, when will it be your turn to speak? Today, the old man will beat you up alive, I will beat you It’s better to die than you will cause trouble in the future, involving the teacher’s door.” Zizhu Xianweng said, but he started with a sense of measure. He only slapped the Chili’s face. No matter how strong it is, it’s just pain. As long as you recover, Chi The carp’s power is not damaged at all, and it is much better than Bei Liao, who has counter-shocked his power, and Ting Song, who has not healed from his wounds. To be continued.