Chapter six hundred and seventy-six grievances linger
"The one in red is from the Feiyun Sect."
Lin Zhao said calmly: "We have been chasing from Cuiwei Mountain all the way to here. It is indeed a ghost that is still alive."
"The dead men in black are all from the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Han Wangshu said: "They are just a group of mountain minions raised by the national master Zhao Qian. These dead soldiers may not be at a high level, but their killing methods are extremely clever, and they use all possible means to kill people. They can often kill people beyond their level."
As he said that, he looked at Lin Zhao and said, "It's up to you to decide whether to flee or fight. If you want to fight, Han Wangshu is willing to help you."
"How can I help?"
Lin Zhao frowned: "Although your dharma body is still a sword cultivator of the Nine Realms, the incense in Wangshu Mountain is thin, so if you can exert half of the combat power of the Nine Realms, it will be unparalleled."
Han Wangshu chuckled softly, raised a fingertip, and suddenly a wisp of rich mountain and water luck began to flow. The group of dead soldiers rushing up the mountain rushed into a mist in the blink of an eye, but when they rushed out of the mist, they
At the foot of the mountain, it was like the legendary ghost beating the wall. Han Wangshu looked at Lin Zhao and said: "After all, I am still the mountain god of Wangshu Mountain. I control the roots and water transportation of this place. I believe in you, Lin Zhao."
There should be a lot of ways to kill enemies, right?"
"some."
Lin Zhao took out the talismans from his arms, first there were four Heavenly Thunder Talisman, then several Iron Cavalry Killing Formation Talisman and Spear-like Forest Talisman, and said, "Can you use these?"
Han Wangshu dragged a Heavenly Thunder Talisman into his hand and was immediately shocked: "What a strong and pure murderous aura from the military!"
"Know the goods."
Lin Zhao gave a thumbs up: "Can you control these talismans?"
"Can."
Han Wangshu suddenly became confident and said with a smile: "Use the roots of the mountains and water to carry the talismans, and use the time and place to maximize the advantage. Just leave these talismans to me. Lin Zhao, just watch and kill the enemy. The rest
Leave it to me."
"OK."
…
On the mountainside, a wisp of powerful flames rose slowly. It was the elder Jin who was close to the fire. Not far away from him, there was an elder of the Jindan realm who was close to the water. With one palm of his hand, heaven and earth were instantly
It became extremely cold, and wisps of water dropped down, freezing into ice between the sky and the earth. Suddenly, his surroundings turned into a world of ice and snow.
"Lin Zhao, why don't you die?!"
Elder Jin's eyes were ferocious and he said with a smile: "Even if you run away to the ends of the world, you can't escape the palm of my Feiyun Sect!"
"Monk on the mountain, listen!"
Another Jindan elder roared: "What the Feiyun Sect does has nothing to do with you. If you stay where you are, don't act rashly, lest you incur a fatal disaster!"
Suddenly, a group of sword cultivators who were observing the inscription on the mountaintop and comprehending the sword moves did not dare to move.
On the mountainside, a figure floated up. It was Lin Zhao. At this time, he no longer hid and switched back to his original appearance. He was dressed in a white robe, carrying two swords, flying swords and red leaves, and his cloak was like snow.
One hand was lowered, and the other was behind his back. His whole body was filled with a ray of transcendent sword intent. He raised his hand and slowly pulled out the ghost artifact Liquan, and said with a smile: "Who said I was going to escape?"
For a moment, Han Wangshu in the distance was dumbfounded. Although he was also a swordsman during his lifetime, compared with Lin Zhao, he was simply a judge of superiority and inferiority. At this time, Lin Zhao was dressed in white, with strong sword intent, and he was outstanding. This was not a banished immortal.
What is it?!
"you wanna die!"
Elder Jin roared low, raised his palm, and suddenly a fiery red cloud swept out, and the sky was full of fireworks. It was worthy of the golden elixir that was close to the fire. The lethality of this hand was extremely powerful, and Lin Zhao had to avoid its sharp edge.
His body sank, and he used the flying sword to avoid the fire cloud, but the next moment Elder Jin raised his hand and shot out a cluster of flaming arrows, which was one of his offensive-like objects!
Lin Zhao was faster. He ignited a divine speed talisman with a "swish". Suddenly the speed of the opponent's life objects seemed to become extremely slow. In the next second, Lin Zhao turned into a cold wind and rushed in front of Elder Jin. His sword
With a flick of the light, Elder Jin's body was directly lifted into the air with a rising dragon slash. At the same time, his body suddenly hit him backwards. With wisps of fist intent wrapped around his body, he hit another Jindan realm elder who was attacking with his shoulder.
armpit.
"Peng!"
The golden elixir realm elder who was near the water on the road retreated continuously. At this moment, a wisp of mountain and water luck condensed in the air, and then golden thunder fell from the sky and struck straight at the golden elder on the branch.
"ah!?"
Elder Jin was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly sacrificed a life object, which was a red embroidered bag. However, the next moment, the embroidered bag could not withstand the powerful military murderous intention of the Sky Thunder Talisman, and was smashed to pieces. The next moment, Jin
The elder fell to the seventh level. He looked horrified, and thunder was still falling from the sky. He hurriedly took back the flaming arrow cluster, and anxiously used the offensive weapon for defense, but the flaming arrow cluster also shattered. Elder Jin
In an instant, he fell to the Sixth Realm of Purple Mansion. He howled miserably under a bolt of lightning, his body turned into ashes, and disappeared into thin air!
"Shuashuashua..."
In the forest, figures of dead warriors appeared one after another, and countless poison-quenched sleeve arrows were shot from the sky. Lin Zhao saw this and naturally did not dare to catch it easily with his flesh and blood body. That would be too much, so he hurriedly twisted around and drew his sword.
The chop moved horizontally, with the words "miss" written all over it. In the next second, the luck of the mountains and rivers surged up again, and pale golden cavalry figures rushed out from the forest, spears piercing the bodies of the dead soldiers.
It is the Iron Cavalry Killing Formation Talisman.
However, this cavalry killing formation talisman was used by Tiger Han Wangshu. The beauty is that if Lin Zhao used it himself, there would inevitably be deviations in accuracy, such as where the cavalry rushed out, at what angle the killing formation was arranged, and the distance used.
It is difficult to control it just right, but it is completely different when Han Wangshu, the tiger, uses it. He directly uses the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers to send the murderous aura of the iron cavalry killing array talisman to the faces of the dead soldiers.
Give the opponent time to react and just kill them indiscriminately.
More than a dozen dead soldiers were all turned into corpses almost instantly.
"Lin Zhao, you little beast who was cut into pieces with a thousand cuts!"
Another Jindan realm elder roared angrily, raised his palm, and suddenly a natal ice ring wrapped with wisps of glacier weather blasted towards Lin Zhao's back, the attack was quite fierce.
But Lin Zhao doesn't accept this trick. In fact, when it comes to fighting NPCs, he is not a coward at the same level. If his level is higher than that of the other party, the other party may be able to experience Lin Zhao's "frivolous" side. The next moment,
The moment Li Quan handed out his sword, five orange Chinese characters "Kill the Immortal with One Sword" appeared on Lin Zhao's side. The words jumped when the high-level skills were activated. As soon as he cut the Immortal with One Sword, the world between heaven and earth
Everything seemed to be hanging upside down. The ice ring thrown by Elder Jindan was blown away by the sword energy, and then his body was hit by a sword that killed an immortal. Although he was not an immortal, the sword was painful enough.
, his shoulders were stained with blood, and he entered the weakening effect of the attack within 7 seconds.
"Come again!"
The moment Lin Zhao's sword flashed coldly and the Qiankun Throw landed on the opponent's head, Mingyue and Haoran's two swords flew out together, plus five fairy swords and twelve ancient swords of the wilderness, and a large number of long swords were suspended in the air.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the opponent. For a moment, Elder Jindan saw a kind of great terror in his eyes. What kind of sword cultivator is this? He has been in the world of flowers for hundreds of years and has never experienced such a desperate situation.
Feel it!
"Chi chi chi——"
The sword light kept flying and falling. Lin Zhao still followed the rules of attack and defense when attacking the opponent. Therefore, the damage of these flying swords was not very fatal. They only knocked out a section of the opponent's health. However, such a fierce attack was really terrifying.
people!
At this moment, a wisp of landscape spiritual energy emerged on the branch, and the second Heavenly Thunder Talisman was ignited. Suddenly, the Jindan elder who had been beaten to the point of collapse in front of him also let out a mournful cry and turned into fly ash in the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.
On the ground, spears protruded, and a group of dead soldiers who tried to retreat howled in agony. Han Wangshu killed them for a while with spears like forest talismans. They suffered heavy losses. Everyone fled in defeat, and ate two more cavalry killing formation talismans at the foot of the mountain.
, suddenly of the nearly a hundred dead soldiers who went up the mountain, less than half were left when they came down the mountain.
And from beginning to end, Han Wangshu didn't even show up.
…
In the temple of the mountain god, the moonlight is like a wash.
Lin Zhao left and came back, clasped his fists at Han Wangshu and said with a smile, "Thank you so much, tiger."
"It's just a small effort, no words of thanks." Han Wangshu still looked like a humble gentleman.
"I'm going to take Chen Changsheng away."
Lin Zhao frowned: "After killing the two elders of the Feiyun Sect this time, I'm afraid the ancestor Qin Fei will come to kill me personally. Moreover, what happened today in Wangshu Mountain will most likely involve the Tiger King."
."
"Han will die, so there is nothing to fear." Han Wangshu said with a smile.
"Two different things."
Lin Zhaodao: "Whether the tiger is afraid of death or not, and whether it is necessary for the tiger to die are two different things. Lin Zhao can't do much. One is to leave immediately and try not to disturb the tiger. The other is to leave some more talismans.
In this way, even if someone wants to make things difficult and murder the tiger, the tiger will not be helpless to fight back."
As he spoke, Lin Zhao held out a stack of talismans. There were as many as six Heavenly Thunder Talismans alone. In addition, there were many evil-breaking talisman, divine speed talisman, immobilization talisman, spear-like forest talisman, and cavalry killing formation talisman.
There are more than 50 talismans, and with Han Wangshu's status as a ninth-level deity, ordinary people will definitely be unable to do anything to him.
"In that case, Han accepted it."
Han Wangshu looked at the young swordsman in front of him and said, "Lin Zhao, come back to me for a drink when you have time. Your wine... tastes extremely strong..."
"Will do."
Lin Zhao smiled and waved his hand, woke up Chen Changsheng and hurried down the mountain.
…
Two days later.
Lin Zhao and Chen Changsheng stopped for a while in a mountain guesthouse on the border of the ancient Shu Kingdom. Their dinner was very rough. They had a plate of coarse grain steamed buns and a bowl of porridge with wild vegetables. Not to mention the taste, it was good enough to fill them up.
But just when Lin Zhao had just finished eating a steamed bun, Lingxu suddenly trembled, and an extremely strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.
"careful!"
Lin Zhao stepped forward, drew his sword and thrust forward. At the same time, Feijian Haoran used his spiritual power to protect himself, and his whole body was blocked in front of the young Chen Changsheng.
The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the entire living room disappeared in front of you, and was directly flattened to the ground by a huge force. In the sky, stood an old man in red, with the palm of his right hand filled with spiritual energy, and a hand in his left hand.
He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Lin Zhao, do you think you can really protect all the people in the world who are so worthless? Chen Changsheng, if you are really filial, you shouldn't run away..."
As he spoke, he threw down the object in his left hand and rolled to the ground. It was an old woman's head.
"mother!"
Chen Changsheng fell to his knees, crying heartbroken.
