Chapter 197 Yan Songzi's anger
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Taoist Lu was thinking about his future plans when he suddenly saw a silver light rising from the bottom of the water, and the wooden pulp under his feet suddenly exploded and turned into wooden silks all over the sky.
Zhang Hao behind him appeared next to him like a ghost.
The wood silk flew all over the sky, mixed with a strong salty and wet air in the sea. In this floating sea water, a sharp sword light broke out from the water. A spiritual cover that was stretched out from Lu Dao Ren's body that resisted the rain was also stimulated by the sword light.
His whole body was watered by the cold sea water, which made him suddenly wake up, and it was impossible to realize his dream after seeing it.
As soon as his right hand shook, a shuttle appeared in the sea.
Shuo Zibiao shot towards Zhang Haofei, but was blocked by Li Long. The two forces intersected and sparked a dazzling spark.
Zheng!
Shuozibiao was blocked by Lilong Sword. The long rope, as straight as a spear, suddenly bent and turned into a scarlet little snake. The little snake was tearing and spitting out the letter from its mouth, and streams of dark venom were violently ejected from its mouth.
When Lu Dao Ren saw the venom spewing out, a trace of cruelty flashed across his eyes.
Take out a talisman from the waist and see a short sword on it. This talisman is called a sword talisman. It has a limit on the number of times, but it only causes people who hold the talisman to burst out powerful killing moves in times of crisis.
When Zhang Hao saw that the other party was just a golden elixir cultivator, he felt a little careless. He was sprayed with the poisonous snake's venom that had turned into a shape, and his soul became dizzy. The Dharma image in his body seemed to feel a little unstable, which surprised him.
Shang Zhen said angrily: "You disappointed me so much. You were actually so embarrassed by a Jindan cultivator!"
Zhang Hao's spiritual consciousness spread, his body was shaking back, and suddenly he saw a talisman sword coming towards him.
He quickly controlled Lilong to block it, but the talisman sword was very tricky and the running route was extremely strange. Every time he staggered the Lilong's edge and attacked Zhang Haotianmen insidiously.
Seeing that the Lu Daoist had used strange secret moves several times, Zhang Hao felt a little angry.
As soon as his wrist shakes, a cold light suddenly rises, and a sword spreads out from the water. A water curtain appears in front of him, and the Lilong sword thrust forward and stabs.
The water curtain in front was thrown into the water like a small stone, rippling slightly. In the slightly rippling ripples, a large number of sword lights gathered into a shocking sword and rushed towards Lu Daoren.
When Lu Taoist saw the water curtain ahead, he knew that he could not avoid this sword, so he simply used the method of losing both sides and controlled the talisman sword in his hand and killed Zhang Hao's sea of consciousness.
The talisman sword broke into the water curtain, and saw the water vortex rotating, and dozens of interlaced sword intents appeared in the ordinary water waves, which suddenly blocked the talisman sword.
Daoren Lu was anxious. This was his last killing. If he was blocked, he would definitely kill this kid under the sword.
He quickly controlled the talisman sword to penetrate through the gap in the sword light.
The talisman sword was intercepted and slashed by dozens of sword lights, and a slender crack appeared on the talisman sword.
When Zhang Hao saw that his talisman sword actually passed through the water pattern of Wenshui's sword intent and came to him, he didn't realize that a hint of surprise flashed in his heart.
But he was not optimistic about the power of this talisman sword.
The sword intentions gathered with heavy sword lights rushed towards Lu Daoren, and the undulating waves ahead seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force.
Lu Dao Ren fell on the water surface, and a ball of spiritual energy appeared on his feet. The sea water covered his ankles, allowing the almost exhausted spiritual power in his body to be slightly relieved.
The talisman sword flew in front of Zhang Hao, stabbing left and right, but every time it was avoided by him at a slight difference.
The sword light in Lu Daoren's eyes was getting bigger and bigger, like countless tiny ice arrows flying from all directions. The cold wave made his hair stand upright.
A sense of stickiness came from the ankles, and then the cold wave quickly climbed up from his feet, quickly freezing him into a hard ice crystal.
The Taoist Lu in the ice crystals still kept pinching his fingers together, looking cautious.
The talisman sword that was originally slashing towards Zhang Hao lacked the control of his spiritual sense. It suddenly fell several feet away from Zhang Hao. It was taken by Zhang Hao and invaded it with magic power, erasing the mark of Lu Taoist in it, and then put the talisman sword into Qiankun bag.
Looking at the Dao Ren Lu who was frozen into a ball of ice crystals in front of him, Zhang Hao felt the magical talisman of the Tide Sect in the sea of consciousness. He saw that there was a trace of extremely strange cold air on the magical talisman of the Tide Sect. This cold air was not the same as the cold air absorbed in the abyss, but he felt Murong Xue's familiar aura from this cold air. It was this cold air that made the ordinary ice freeze into ice crystals.
This gave the lethality of the Tide Determination a qualitative leap.
He raised his hand and lifted the Lu Taoist who turned into a ball of ice crystals, circulating the blood of the witch god in his body, and running rapidly in the ups and downs of the waves.
His spiritual sense has been quietly locking Sun Xing. This guy must be captured alive. It is not easy for him to become the head of a sect in such a chaotic place. If he wants to develop the power in the sect, he needs such a person to help him.
Sun Xing rushed up from the sea with a flying sword.
Suddenly, there was a person standing on the dock of Jiaolongmen. He looked at it intently and saw that the senior who was standing on the dock of Jiaolongmen was on Juyun Peak, who had seen him several times.
He was delighted and pressed the sword light down from the air and bowed, "Sun Xing, the Xianhe Sect, pays homage to senior!"
Yan Songzi had already received a message from Zhang Hao. The Dharma image in his body was sealed. Sun Xing naturally could not see the realm of the Golden Pill. Many cultivators on the nearby islands had sought spiritual medicines under Juyun Peak. As the head of the Xian Crane Sect, Sun Xing naturally knew Yan Songzi.
Yan Songzi looked at his moon-white Taoist robe with some sea water stained with sea water, and the three wisps of his jaw were also a little messy, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in his eyes and said, "Did you come from the sea?"
Sun Xing said: "That's right!"
Yan Songzi looked at Sun Xing and said, "If I beat you for no reason, will you be annoyed?"
This was inexplicable and had no beginning or end, which made Sun Xing feel a little bad.
Yan Songzi looked at Sun Xing's nervous look and said, "I beat you and you will be immune to death. Do you still have to worry?"
As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves, his figure was like a tiger. He knocked on the hilt of Sun Xing's flying sword with one hand, but the other hand was on Sun Xing's body acupoint. He clicked several times and sealed Sun Xing's entire body acupoint.
Yan Songzi refining puppets is a very abnormal understanding of the human body. His techniques are naturally much rougher than Zhang Hao, but cultivators who are not round with golden elixirs like Sun Xing, but who are not pure in their body are more than enough.
Although Yan Songzi was conquered by Zhang Hao, the medicinal materials he wasted on Zhang Hao were his lifelong savings. Later, he was beaten up by Zhang Hao. He felt angry!
Now that Zhang Hao sent a message to ask Yan Songzi to capture Sun Xing, Yan Songzi was filled with anger. This person could never be killed, but at least he had to calm down.
Sun Xing was originally afraid of Yan Songzi. After all, the other party was a cultivator in the Dharma Realm, but he never thought that the other party would suddenly commit violence against him.
Yan Songzi lifted Sun Xing with one hand, raised her hand and made an old punch, which made Sun Xing feel so painful that he sweated coldly.
With one punch, Iwamako suddenly felt comfortable all over and began to abuse again.
He scolded and said, "I told you to practice in the sect with peace of mind and don't provoke opponents who are stronger than you. But I just don't listen, and I'm even irritated!"
Ion Songzi beat and scolded him, but in the blink of an eye, he swung dozens of punches! These dozens of punches were all fist-to-fist, using the power of his body.
Yan Songzi was a little panting, letting Sun Xing go and letting him fall to the ground.
Chapter completed!