Chapter 196: I would rather soak in Yihong Court every day
More than thirty black shadows jumped down from the outer wall of Nangong Family, releasing their aura at the same time.
Heaven Wheel Master!
The imperial guards of the entire Daqian Empire only have two hundred Heavenly Wheels, which are enough to frighten evil and defend the imperial capital. However, this group of "Liangshan Heroes" in front of them actually has more than thirty Heavenly Wheel masters.
Seeing that these thirty or so "heroes" were about to approach Nangong Ling, an unparalleled powerful aura fell from above and enveloped the men in black, causing their spiritual energy to stagnate and their speed to slow down instantly. Come down.
The man in black looked up and saw an old man with white hair and gray clothes standing in the sky.
The air around the old man flows extremely fast, but in different directions, forming bursts of weak and fast small airflows that scatter in all directions without leaving the three feet of the old man. His ability to control the airflow is terrifying.
"Thank you Lord Feng for your generous help!" Nangong Ling saluted the old man in the air.
Master Feng, who was above, chuckled: "Master Nangong, you're welcome. These Liangshan gangsters dare to attack the wealthy families of the imperial capital. It's time to teach them a lesson."
"Oh? Is it just you?" A cold voice came from above the man in black.
Master Feng's eyes were sharp, and he looked at the black figure who had appeared in front of him at some unknown time. He felt that his whole body was shrouded in a hazy aura, making it impossible to detect the reality.
"Is there really a Spirit Master?" Master Feng sighed, "You have reached such a level of cultivation, but you still cover your face and dare not see anyone. The Liangshan bandits are indeed just young and shameless people."
"You're going to die, and you're still so verbose." The figure of the masked spiritual master in the sky swayed, and he couldn't see how his feet moved, but he had already appeared in front of the wind master, and his right hand slowly stretched out towards him, with black energy lingering in his palm. , faintly revealing great failure and great terror.
So fast!
Master Feng's expression changed slightly. He was good at wind spiritual skills and was known for his speed. However, the actions of the Masked Spirit Master just now made him somewhat unable to react in time.
"Drink!" Before he could think about it carefully, countless gusts of wind shot out from behind Lord Wind, turning into sharp blades and hitting the Masked Spirit Lord, while he himself swept back with the force of the force of the strong wind's pushback, quickly It is extremely clever to keep distance from the opponent and use both offense and defense.
"Not bad!" There was a trace of approval in the eyes of the masked spiritual master, and he waved his right hand lightly, condensing into a black spiritual mist in front of him. The spiritual mist was hit by the strong wind, but instead of dispersing, it became thicker.
Trouble!
Upon seeing this, Venerable Feng restrained his mental skills. He had so much combat experience, and instantly changed his strategy. His body shook, and all the air flowing around him poured into his body.
The Feng Zun who inhaled these airflows was like a sports car with nitrogen added. His speed skyrocketed, and his whole body turned into a gray shadow, spinning around the masked spiritual master. He was so fast that the naked eye could no longer capture his body. shape.
The masked spirit master stood quietly in the air, letting go of his senses, trying to catch the traces of the wind master. From time to time, several wind blades would avoid the defensive position of the black spiritual mist and attack him from extremely tricky angles.
"It's a little clever."
Turning slightly sideways to avoid an incoming wind blade, the masked spirit master praised him, spread out his arms, and the black spiritual mist formed a ball in all directions, forming a 360-degree defense circle with no dead ends, Ling Ling
The scattered wind blades hit the black ball, like water droplets falling into the lake. They only caused a ripple and then stopped moving.
Seeing that his favorite move was easily broken by his opponent, Feng Zun could not help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He knew that if this confrontation continued, his own consumption would be far greater than that of his opponent. After thinking about it, there was an almost imperceptible sluggishness in his body.
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"I've caught you!" The masked Spirit Master's eyes flashed brightly, and the black spiritual mist ball around him suddenly dispersed. He took a step forward and instantly appeared in the path where Wind Master was running. He grabbed him fiercely with his right hand.
Unexpectedly, he was just slightly negligent and was keenly captured by the opponent. Master Feng was shocked and turned pale. In desperation, he desperately activated the wind in his body and made a change in the air that almost violated the laws of physics. It was dangerous and dangerous.
He narrowly avoided the mist-shrouded claw of the man in black.
"Huh?" The Masked Spirit Master did not expect that his attack would be dodged. "My strength is not that great, but I can run pretty fast."
Between this move, the offensive and defensive momentum of the two people was instantly reversed. The Masked Spirit Master used one claw after another in a continuous attack. However, the Wind Master's full-speed running was interrupted, and his spiritual skills were completely ineffective.
He just dodges without any counterattack, looking very embarrassed.
The men in black below were no longer restrained by Master Feng's coercion and had already regained their ability to move. Eight Heavenly Wheel masters also emerged around Nangong Ling, tightly protecting her, the new head of the family, behind her.
As one of the top wealthy families in the imperial capital, the Nangong family would not only have this protective power. However, in the battle to seize the title of family head, more than half of the original Tianlun combat power was wiped out by Nangong Ling, Zhong Wen and others.
There are a few remaining people who are unwilling to be loyal to Nangong Ling. Now these eight people are the strongest guard force she can muster by gathering all the remaining combat power of the Nangong family.
Ye Qinglian, who had been standing behind Nangong Ling, suddenly erupted with an overwhelming aura of spiritual masters, causing the people in black on the opposite side to fly back one after another. She stretched out her bare hands, and five white jade-like fingers shot out colorful spiritual threads. Suddenly,
He grabbed the three men in black who were at the front.
Being hit by the colorful spiritual threads, the three people froze and lost the ability to move instantly.
Ye Qinglian gently grasped them with her right hand, and the eyes of the three men in black quickly dimmed, as if their souls had been taken away, and they fell softly to the ground, never making a sound again.
"There is another spiritual master!" The men in black exclaimed, obviously frightened by Ye Qinglian's terrifying methods.
Ye Qinglian was about to kill again, but suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, and said softly: "Miss Nangong, the old man can't hold on anymore, I'm going to help him."
Even though Nangong Ling has taken charge of power, she is still used to calling her "Miss Nangong".
"Leave this place to us." Nangong Ling nodded and said, "Elder Ye, be careful."
Ye Qinglian smiled at her, tapped her toes, and a beautiful green figure instantly appeared next to Feng Zun. She waved her hands together and shot dozens of colorful spiritual threads towards the masked spirit master.
The originally embarrassed Feng Zun received her support, and the pressure suddenly eased. The two of them joined forces to fight with the masked spiritual master. For a moment, the wind roared over the mansion, the mist billowed, and there were faintly interspersed with colorful dazzling lights.
The dark battlefield made it difficult for people to see what was going on.
"There are actually two spiritual masters." The leader of the men in black looked at Nangong Ling and said slowly, "No wonder you dare to stay and wait for me. Is this your trump card?"
"What trump card do I need to deal with gangsters like you?" Nangong Ling chuckled, "You think too highly of yourself."
"Interesting woman." The leader of the men in black sneered, "I hope you can still laugh when you are stripped of your cultivation and thrown into bed."
As he spoke, he waved his right hand, and the man in black, who had been repelled by Ye Qinglian, rushed towards Nangong Ling and others again.
"Master, the opponent has a large number of people and is not weak in cultivation. Should we retreat first?" A Tianlun master from the Nangong family said worriedly, "Without the support of the imperial city, it would be difficult for us to rely on just a few of us.
withstand."
"If you can run away, you can naturally beat him." Nangong Linggai shook his head slightly and said a mysterious word.
Seeing the puzzled look on the Tianlun master's face, she turned slightly sideways and said to the main building behind her: "Excuse me, junior sisters!"
"Finally it's my turn!" Accompanied by a crisp female voice, a girl in red who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old jumped out of the building.
The girl has picturesque features and snow-white skin. She is wearing a red short-sleeved top, a white skirt and black tight shorts, revealing her slender arms and two slender legs. Her long light brown hair is tied into a ponytail behind her head, and her hands are long.
The sword was gleaming and looked heroic.
It is Liu Qiqi, the number one fighting enthusiast in Piaohua Palace.
Following closely behind are Zheng Yueting, the second fighting enthusiast, and Shen Xiaowan, a powerful and big-stomach lolita.
"Girl, I'm here to help you." An old man with white hair and white beard jumped out behind Shen Xiaowan, and it turned out to be Shen Dachui, the successor of Shen Xiaowan.
"Fuck, why are there so many beauties!" A man in black exclaimed, "If it hadn't been for the Nangong family, I would have thought we were at the 'Yihong Courtyard'!"
"How could such a beautiful woman come from 'Yihongyuan'?" Another man in black beside him rolled his eyes angrily, "Otherwise, I would rather stay in 'Yihongyuan' every day and never return to Liangshan.
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"Didn't you see the weapons in their hands?" A man in black in front said solemnly, "Don't underestimate the enemy, they are all cultivators!"
"The cultivators are good, they have strong physical endurance and can assume various postures." The man in black previously said with a lewd smile, "Let's take down these little beauties first, and think about the Dark Temple later.
'The masters are too embarrassed to come and ask for it."
"What a shameless person. He dares to take advantage of the old man's granddaughter. Come here and die!" The man in black was still immersed in his reverie when he suddenly heard an angry shout coming from the front.
Looking closely, an old man with white hair and white beard was glaring at him.
"Which one is your granddaughter?" he couldn't help but ask.
"The one in yellow clothes." the old man replied.
"Um...Old man, I'm interested in the other ones. Although the one in yellow looks pretty good, he has to wait for another two years." The man in black looked at Shen Xiaowan, who had just started to grow, and said. .
"What, my girl is so cute, how can she not compare to the other two!" Unexpectedly, the old man became even more angry after hearing this, and punched her, "How dare you look down on her!"
Man in black:".….."
What do you want? Why are you afraid?
Then, he watched a huge black grimace form in front of the old man.
The ghost face opened its terrifying mouth and let out a thunderous roar, looking extremely ferocious as it rushed towards him.
A strong sense of despair instantly filled the hearts of the people in black...
