"Poof!"
Guan Zhongbao felt a pain in his heart. He looked down and saw blood spurting out like a spring.
How can it be?
He slowly raised his head, and saw that the rich and handsome white-robed swordsman was still standing where he was, with a cold face, the sword in his hand pointed directly at him, and the surface of the blade shone with a frightening cold light.
The dignified Great Elder of "Ice Chi Island", one of the top Taoist spiritual masters in the world, was injured by the sword without being able to see Qingfeng Shisan's movements.
"With such little strength, you want to attack Lingling?"
Feng Shisan shook his sword and sneered, "You really overestimate your capabilities!"
"You..." Guan Zhongbao was frightened and angry. He raised his right arm and endured the severe pain in his chest, ready to swing his sword.
"puff!"
However, a white light flashed before his eyes, and Guan Zhongbao felt pain in his chest again. Most of the momentum that had been accumulated disappeared in an instant.
Feng Shisan's sword had already pierced his heart. Bao Zhongbao could no longer hold on, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his body swayed slightly, and he fell from the air.
"Great Elder!"
The seventh elder, Qiao Botong, was shocked and turned pale. He quickly spread out his body skills, and his whole body turned into a flash of light, appearing in the direction of the whereabouts of the leopard in the tube, and held up his weak body.
Seeing the great elder's eyes closed tightly, his face pale, and his breathing getting weaker and weaker, Qiao Botong was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
Suddenly, a slender branch suddenly burst out of the ground and wrapped around the leopard in the tube as fast as lightning.
Qiao Botong was surprised at first, but then he quickly realized and was happy.
Sure enough, Qiao Botong's complexion quickly turned rosy when he was touched by the branch, and his breathing gradually calmed down. After a while, he actually opened his eyes again.
"Great Elder, are you okay?" Qiao Botong asked excitedly.
"Cough, cough! If it weren't for that girl, I might have met the King of Hell just now." Guan Zhongbao glanced at Yin Ning'er gratefully, then pointed at Feng Shisan, who was standing proudly in the air, and said, "This person's
Kendo is not easy, so you must be careful when dealing with it.”
Not even the great elder is a match!
What kind of monster is this?
Qiao Botong looked at Feng Shisan in surprise and uncertainty. He wanted to avenge Guan Zhongbao, but he lacked confidence and suddenly fell into a tangle.
"Huh?"
On the other side of the Stranger Valley, Peanut released his right hand from the chest of a white-haired puppet and looked at Yin Ning'er with the same surprise, "The other party actually has people with abilities similar to mine?"
"Impossible!" Lingling shook her head and expressed disbelief, "You are the best doctor in the world, how can that woman compare with you?"
"Don't underestimate the world's heroes."
Peanut stared at Yin Ning'er's beautiful and elegant face in the distance. He didn't seem to have much hostility. Instead, he praised continuously, "This girl's tricks are somewhat similar to Hidden Dragon's 'Wood Spirit Body'. She can control trees. She is so powerful."
Area treatment is much more efficient than mine."
"Really?" Lingling felt inexplicably unhappy when she heard her praising Yin Ning'er. When she looked at the girl in white, a hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed through her eyes, which was extremely inconsistent with her petite and cute appearance. "Since she is so powerful, then
You can never stay."
As soon as she finished speaking, countless weapons gathered behind her again, blocking half of the sky. The fierce murderous aura filled the surroundings, making the soldiers on both sides tremble with fear.
The target of this extreme murderous intention is the cold, beautiful, kind-hearted girl in white Yin Ning'er.
Peanut was startled, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to dissuade him, but in the end he did not say a word, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
Realizing that she was being targeted, Yin Ning'er instinctively used her spiritual power, and the dense branches and leaves of the trees burst out of the ground again, rushing in front of her crazily, building a thick wooden wall in an attempt to block the overwhelming metal weapons.
However, these weapons seemed to be blessed by strange power. They were extremely sharp and unstoppable. They easily penetrated the wooden wall erected by Yin Ning'er and went straight towards the girl's delicate body.
not good!
Lin Zhiyun and Liu Qiqi, who were far behind the battlefield, both changed their expressions, and their eyes gleamed at the same time. They had given up the idea of hiding themselves and planned to directly rescue Yin Ning'er.
However, before the two of them could take action, a dazzling light like thunder suddenly shot straight down from the sky and landed in front of Yin Ning'er in an instant.
He is actually a handsome man with good facial features, a tall and straight posture, and exudes a sunny temperament.
"Bah!"
Countless electric currents wrapped around the man's body, and the dazzling light made it impossible to look directly at him. The breathtaking and powerful momentum spread instantly, filling the world between heaven and earth.
The battlefield weapons that originally surged towards him like meteors and arrows seemed to have encountered something terrible. Some of them turned around, some turned around, and no one dared to approach him.
"Senior Liu!"
Yin Ning'er, who thought a disaster was imminent, looked closely and was surprised when she recognized the person's identity.
It turns out that this handsome and dazzling man is actually Liu Qiqi's uncle and Liu Sanque's brother, the "God of Thunder" Liu Siquan.
"Miss Yin, are you tired?"
Before she could come to her senses, an old and gentle voice suddenly came to her ears, "This is the 'Heavenly Spirit Pill'. Take it quickly and restore some spiritual power."
Turning sideways, what caught his eye was the originally cold and arrogant face of Old Monster Ding, but now he was kind.
"Senior Ding, why are you here?" Yin Ning'er obediently took the elixir and put it into Cherry's mouth, then asked curiously.
According to the original idea of Lin Zhiyun and others, in order to save the three remaining elders of "Si Cliff", she deliberately did not let Liu Sanque and others participate in this war, but "entrusted" them to stay in Piaohua Palace to flatter themselves.
It's called "Guarding Qingfeng Mountain".
Therefore, Yin Ning'er was very surprised by the appearance of Old Monster Ding and Liu Siquan.
"Isn't someone worried about his daughter?" Old Monster Ding smiled and shook his head, "Miss Qiqi has gone to the battlefield, and you want him to hide far away in Qingfeng Mountain. How is this possible?"
"Huh?"
On the other side of the battlefield, Lingling, who had never seen such a scene before, suddenly became competitive and dissatisfied. She reached forward with both hands and shouted softly, "Again!"
Many of the weapons that originally shrank in front of the "Thunder God" all trembled, like a herd of cattle whose tails were set on fire. Their momentum suddenly surged, and they fiercely attacked Liu Siquan as if they were desperate, as if they had something to do with him.
The hatred for killing his father, the hatred for taking away his wife.
"What an amazing little girl!"
Liu Siquan didn't show any panic on his face. Instead, he laughed and said, "But it's still a bit tender."
As he spoke, the electric current wrapped around him turned into layers of shining halos. An invisible, intangible, but real mysterious power spewed out, and once again scattered the flying weapons all over the sky.
He pushed back forcefully, not allowing them to get close at all.
From then on, no matter how Lingling activated her abilities or used her magical skills, these metal weapons flying in the air just froze in place and could no longer move forward.
If Zhong Wen were to see this scene, he would probably be exclaimed that Liu Siquan is really the top student in the middle school, and he actually developed electromagnetic induction on his own in this world of cultivation that does not pay attention to physics education.
principles and skillfully apply them in combat.
Although due to his outstanding performance, the girl Lingling's attempt to attack Yin Ning'er failed, the movement here finally attracted the attention of others around her.
"It turns out there is a doctor!"
A master from the Yiren Valley with yellow hair, a weird head shape, and a tight white uniform that made his eyes irritate his eyes sneered, let go of General Daqian in his hand, and turned towards Yin Ning without hesitation.
He walked slowly in the direction where his son was. His pace seemed slow, but his speed was unexpectedly fast. "Since little Princess Lingling can't handle it, let me, Wangchuan, handle it."
Several Daqian generals widened their eyes and looked at the general who was thrown to the ground in shock. He howled loudly and his whole body melted rapidly. He was like a slug sprinkled with salt. He quickly lost his shape and turned into a corpse.
A puddle of liquid.
After experiencing the battle just now, many people have realized the importance of Yin Ning'er, a powerful "military doctor". Seeing Wangchuan trying to get closer to her, many practitioners and soldiers stepped forward to stop her.
"Life is so beautiful, why give up in a hurry?"
Wangchuan smoothed his weird hairstyle very coquettishly and said incomprehensible words. He still moved forward slowly, one step at a time, as if he didn't see the enemies rushing around him.
The light yellow aura spread from his body and spread around him at lightning speed, soon covering all the enemies within a few feet.
"ah!!!"
Whenever the many cultivators besieging Wangchuan come into contact with this breath, their bodies will dissolve quickly like the general before, and soon turn into puddles of light yellow liquid, flowing freely on the murderous battlefield.
No one can come within a foot of him.
In this crowded and noisy battlefield, where the sound of killings was loud and loud, Wangchuan was actually at ease, strolling leisurely, and easily came within three feet of Yin Ning'er.
"As expected, you still have to rely on me."
He smiled proudly, slowly raised his right arm, and looked at the concave and convex, graceful white figure in the distance.
A strong light yellow breath spurted out from his palm, hitting Yin Ning'er's soft cheeks hard enough to be broken by a blow.
"Whoosh!"
Seeing that this strange aura was about to hit the girl, suddenly an overbearing and terrifying sword energy descended from the sky, and with unrivaled momentum, it smashed the aura created by Wangchuan into pieces.
This chapter has been completed!