A young scholar in a gray gown floated in. The moment he stepped into the Qianlong Abyss, a small world of the Thirteenth Realm suddenly opened at the top of the abyss, imprisoning Gu Lingyu in it. He couldn't help but frown, but
There was no panic. In fact, I should have thought that it was impossible for the demon clan not to interfere in the Qingliang Sect's affairs. But I didn't expect that the demon clan could bear not to interfere at all in the battle in the front mountain. Instead, they laid an ambush in the back mountain. Could it be just for this?
Kill yourself, the Twelve Confucian realms?!
"snort……"
In the abyss, a beautiful demon woman in a red dress walked out of the shadows. She was the great demon Yu Zhi of the Thirteenth Realm. She smiled with indifference, "I originally hoped that the person who came would be Lin Zhao.
, or Su Qingjiu. Killing either of these two would be of great benefit to our demon clan, but I didn’t expect that a nosy Confucian Twelve Realm would come. Gu Lingyu, you’re not in Baidi City.
You teach and preach, but you go to the Northern Territory to seek death, why bother?"
"It's not bitter, it's not bitter."
Gu Lingyu stepped on the strands of golden Confucian and Taoist texts and said with a smile: "Following my junior uncle, my heart is at peace. It's not like serving as a high priest in the Imperial College of Baidi City. Every day I just feel like I'm stepping on cotton wool."
, it’s actually very uncomfortable.”
Another person walked out of the shadows. He was a demon sword cultivator who was carrying a long sword and wearing a white robe. He was Fengquan, a sword cultivator in the 12th realm. He held his arms and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry.
, you will be comfortable enough in a while, this Qianlongyuan leads to the sky and the springs, it is a very good burial place for you, Gu Lingyu."
"not necessarily."
Gu Lingyu gently raised his sleeve and took out an exquisite small sword from it. After shaking it, it turned into a gentleman's sword at least one meter long, although it was not as good as Mr. Qin's Khan Ox Sword.
, but Gu Lingyu’s sword is not too bad. He will be able to resist Yu Zhi and Feng Quan for a while, right? After the junior uncle has dealt with Zhao Jingyu, Qing Nan should come over.
"well……"
At this moment, a sigh came from the Coiling Dragon Pillar in Qianlongyuan. Huang Tingyu, the Twelve Realm Demon Immortal who was imprisoned on the Coiling Dragon Pillar by heavy iron chains, raised his head, looked at the young scholar, and shook his head.
, said: "What a pity. Such a scholar should not die here, and he is also the nephew of my brother Lin Zhao. It is really a pity..."
"It's not a pity."
Gu Lingyu looked down at Huang Tingyu and said with a smile: "There is no need to worry about the old swordsman Huang. Gu Lingyu has no other skills, but he still has some procrastination skills. When the junior uncle brings Xiaojiu'er, Zhu Zhi, Chen Ben
If they come here and kill them, both Yu Xie and Feng Quan will die!"
"What a loud tone!"
Yu Zhi's beautiful eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said: "Lord Fengquan, there is no need to wait any longer. Take action with all your strength and kill Gu Lingyu. It is also time for people in the Confucian Wenlin to understand what heartache is!"
Gu Lingyu's expression dimmed. How could the old masters over there in Wenlin not know how heartbroken they were? A hundred years ago, after Mr. Qin died in the world, many old masters couldn't help crying every time they mentioned the words Qin Suihan.
"die!"
Fengquan was the first to attack, and a sword came out of the air. Suddenly the entire Hidden Dragon Abyss was filled with sword light. This sword was really powerful and full of murderous intent. When he fought with Tang Guangjun, he was reluctant to use this move for fear of
Tang Guangjun was killed with a sword, but it didn't matter to Gu Lingyu and Fengquan. He was a scholar of Confucianism and was in the Twelve Realms. Any means used to kill him was not excessive.
Who would have thought that although Gu Lingyu was not a swordsman, he still raised his sword, stirring up wisps of golden text and spells that merged into the sword intention. When the sword energy on both sides collided with each other, Gu Lingyu did not fall behind at all.
, and even suppressed Feng Quan in terms of sword intent! In other words, if Gu Lingyu was not a Confucian monk, but a genuine sword cultivator, Feng Quan would never be his opponent.
The sky suddenly became hot. The Great Demon Jade Demon descended, and a flaming fox appeared behind him. Golden claws descended from the sky and went straight to Gu Lingyu's head. Even her expression became very distorted, and she said with a ferocious smile:
"Lin Zhao asked you to protect Huang Tingyu. He must have great trust and love for your nephew. In this case, killing you will be enough to break Lin Zhao's heart!"
Gu Lingyu raised his head and frowned, waved his long sleeves, and a series of Confucian slips lay across them, all of which were made by Gu Lingyu. The next moment, the bamboo slips were laid out in the air, and Yuxi's offensive suddenly clashed with Gu Lingyu's.
The letters kept hitting each other, and the entire Hidden Dragon Abyss was filled with the sound of explosions. At the same time, Feng Quan drew his sword to attack, and wisps of sword light wreaked havoc.
Gu Lingyu was one against two, without any panic. On the one hand, he continued to use Confucian methods to resist Yu Xie's offensive, and on the other hand, he swung his sword to attack Feng Quan. It was impossible to kill Feng Quan in the Thirteenth Realm, but against Feng Quan, Gu Lingyu
But he didn't hold back at all, and the sword light blazed towards Fengquan, causing the whole space to buzz.
"Hahahaha~~~~"
On the Panlong Pillar, Huang Tingyu, who was chained to the Pipa Bone, couldn't help laughing. He looked up at the battlefield in the sky and said loudly: "Yu Zha, you little bitch, have you seen? What does it mean to be of the same strain? This is it, Lin
Zhao's nephew is indeed very powerful. One of the Twelve Realms will beat you two. Just as the people on Zushan Mountain say, you Yu Xie will not be able to hold his head up even if you are beaten by Lin Baiyi in Tianchi in the Snowy Land.
, combat power, tsk tsk... Demon Ancestor is really pitiful. How much money and demon resources have been spent on you to feed you to the thirteenth level. But Demon Ancestor did not expect that you are so special.
Damn it, it’s actually a papery Thirteenth Realm, hahahahaha, I’m laughing so hard!”
"Huang Tingyu, shut up!"
While attacking fiercely, Yu Zhi's pretty face turned red and she was so angry that she said angrily: "You, a rebellious demon clan, dare to lie like this. Haven't you suffered enough from the cramps and skin peelings in the past hundred years? As a demon clan like me,
In the Twelve Realms, you actually help the human race draw swords, what qualifications do you, a rebellious bastard, have to tell me what to do?"
"Tsk tsk..."
Huang Tingyu sneered and said: "The less strategic you are, the more you love to lead troops to fight. The less capable you are, the more you love to show off. And you, Fengquan, don't think you are upright and I won't scold you!"
"ah?!"
During the battle, Feng Quan trembled all over. He pricked up his ears and secretly listened to what Huang Tingyu was scolding him. He would correct some of the scoldings and then encourage them. For a while, Feng Quan's attack on Gu Lingyu became a little weaker.
After Huang Tingyu pondered for a few seconds, he frowned: "Damn, I'm not familiar with you, so I don't know what to scold you for."
Fengquan staggered in the air, and his Taoist heart was almost damaged.
"Fengquan!"
Yu Xie launched more than ten witchcrafts one after another to attack Gu Lingyu. He frowned and said solemnly, "Don't be disturbed by Huang Lao Gou. Concentrate on using your sword and kill Gu Lingyu first!"
"Yes, sir!"
Fengquan began to use all his strength, while Yuxi's offensive became even more fierce, constantly using Zhonglian's magic weapons to attack and replacing Gu Lingyu's bamboo slips. After all, even if it was Xiaolian, Zhonglian's bamboo slips were necessary.
Only by fully understanding the meaning of the words on the bamboo slips can the refining be successful. In other words, Gu Lingyu's bamboo slips are not infinite. The amount of knowledge he has in his belly is the same as the bamboo slips he can use!
Moreover, after all, he is only a twelfth realm, but he is a genuine thirteenth realm. Even though his combat power is not as good as Liu Bai, Fu Sheng, and Ning Yuansheng, he is still among the thirteen realms of the monster clan.
At least mid-range level, right?
Therefore, Yu Zhi's intention is very simple, just attack at all costs and exhaust Gu Lingyu's family wealth!
…
However, although injuries continued to appear on Gu Lingyu's body, after all, the siege of the Thirteenth Realm Great Demon and the Twelfth Realm Sword Cultivator was too sharp. It was completely impossible not to be injured at all, and his realm was not
Regardless of any advantage, Gu Lingyu always cleverly minimized the opponent's attacks and allowed himself to bear the least amount of damage. Therefore, although the injuries on his body continued to accumulate, they were basically minor injuries.
He frowned, without any complaints in his heart. There is a Thirteenth Realm over the front mountain. Although there are many people like Junior Master Uncle and others, their realms are crushed. It is not so easy to kill Zhao Jingyu. Once they finish Zhao Jingyu, they will naturally
He came to Houshan to resolve his predicament. Moreover, Gu Lingyu was very calm in his heart. Even if he died here, what would it matter? He just deserved his death, and even if he wanted to die, he would definitely not die in vain. At least he would have to die in exchange for
Ming Yuzao, this Yuzao is my junior uncle’s natural enemy, so it’s worth replacing her.
Fengquan kept attacking and didn't care about anything.
Not far away, Huang Tingyu kept mocking Fengquan for not having any brains. He kept charging stupidly, and every time he rushed into Gu Lingyu's sword energy, he was injured all over, and he was in a miserable state. He was no longer a swordsman.
Speaking of style, Feng Quan felt a little ashamed in his heart. Lao Huang was worthy of being a demon clan swordsman who had entered the Twelve Realms many years ago. His understanding of sword cultivation was not just superficial.
Yu Xie's heart grew colder and colder. He had obviously used all the magic arts he had learned and consumed seven or eighty-eight magic weapons. However, the letters in Gu Lingyu's sleeves seemed to be inexhaustible, and they remained the same.
I throw them out in piles, and sometimes I throw a lot more. I don’t think it is a waste at all. Is there only so much knowledge in my stomach?
Gu Lingyu frowned, what else can he do? He has found his strong point. Ever since he became a scholar with his husband, he has no particular favorite woman, no particular favorite food, and no particular favorite thing. The only thing that can make him
I feel that the only thing I can immerse myself in is reading and doing knowledge. If the Yuxi offensive is so fierce, 20% of the tablets I have refined have been consumed. Will it not be enough?
…
Front mountain.
Lin Zhao took Zhao Jingyu's storage bag from Xiao Jiu'er, but suddenly he became alert. When he looked towards the back mountain, he found that he could not sense Huang Tingyu's aura, not even Gu Lingyu's aura.
It can no longer be sensed.
"Something happened in the back mountain!"
He directly wielded his sword and rushed out: "Xiao Jiu'er, Zhi Zhi, Chen Ben, follow me!"
