Chapter seven hundred and fifty seventh unloading and killing the donkey
On the mountainside, there was a rain of sword energy. Sun Tingxuan himself was a paper eleventh realm spiritual practitioner. How could he stop the offensive of a real upper-level swordsman like Fish in the Pool? Even though he sacrificed his life object,
But in the blink of an eye, holes pierced by the sword energy appeared on the robe, and streams of blood seeped out.
Although Su He is a Tianyuan martial artist, his fist power is weak and his body is not tempered enough. He relied on countless miraculous elixirs from Yaowang Valley to achieve this Tianyuan realm. Now facing the offensive of the fish in the pond,
Although Su Yu dared to punch, and the fists exploded all over his body, but after more than ten consecutive punches were scattered by the fish in the pond with a light sword, the sword energy that spread all over the sky fell, and Su Yu's body was already eroded, and a line of energy appeared.
The road was cracked and bloody.
Even though it was two against one, it was impossible to fight!
Although Fish in the Pond cannot pass the love test and is in a broken state of mind, his sword heart at the Eleventh Realm has strong sword intent and fighting ability. Fish in the Pond is definitely not weak in the swordsmanship at the Eleventh Realm, let alone after being supported.
After training in the Su Changcheng Sword Tomb Forbidden Area, the fish in the pond became even better at the swordsmanship, and it was normal to beat two fish one at a time.
"Master!"
The moment Su Noi spat out a mouthful of blood, his fist blossomed, sending a mouthful of blood into the sky and blasting it towards the fish in the pond. At the same time, he shouted in a low voice: "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go!"
As he said that, Su Noi grabbed Sun Tingxuan's arm and lit a Taoist shrunk-to-inch talisman in his left hand. In the blink of an eye, he was already dozens of miles away.
But behind him, wisps of thunder were heard in the air. The fish-man swords in the pool merged into one and turned into a sword light, chasing him. His faint laughter came from the wind: "Did I let you go?"
Sun Tingxuan and Su Yu were greatly frightened, Yufeng's speed was even faster.
…
Deep in the mountains, there is a forest.
Sun Tingxuan and Su He ran away, and Yufeng rushed to the sky above the jungle. Suddenly, tender golden vines rose up in the deep mountains and old forests, binding the two people's bodies with a "swish, swish", and then suddenly pulled their bodies in.
In the midst of the restriction, the forest in front was filled with a vague aura. Sun Tingxuan and Su Yu were so frightened that they almost left their bodies, staring ahead in stunned silence.
During the ban, a figure came out.
Wearing an ivy-colored gown and carrying a long sword, a handsome young man is the same Lin Zhujie who used to hold a glazed umbrella to ask for medicine in Yaowang Valley, but at this moment, Lin Zhujie no longer blocks his breath.
, the power of a twelve-level sword cultivator is surging. Behind him, there is a huge gray dharma form across the forest, which is a huge gray stick insect.
The so-called Lin Zhujie is actually a stick insect that is good at hiding his own aura. Looking at the entire demon clan, Lin Zhujie is almost unparalleled in hiding his aura and disguising himself. No one can compare with him.
"you……"
Sun Tingxuan's eyes were horrified: "Lin Zhujie...Lin Shaoxia, you..."
"okay."
Lin Zhujie raised the corner of his mouth lightly and said with a smile: "Master Sun, there is no need to greet me, and there is no need to have any friendship. If Lin Zhujie was a little worse, I am afraid he would have been poisoned by the two of you in Yaowang Valley.
, Tsk tsk, Yaowang Valley, Yaowang Valley, everyone in the world thinks that Yaowang Valley is a famous and upright family, but what they don’t want to do is such dirty things.”
Su Noi frowned: "Young Hero Lin Zhujie, you are..."
"That's right!"
Lin Zhujie raised his sword eyebrows and said with a smile: "I am a demon clan. I was originally a small stick insect. I lived in the mountains of the demon clan for hundreds of years, eating wind and drinking dew, and finally cultivated into a twelfth realm.
Sword cultivators must earn their own living and do not steal or rob, what an honor!"
"..."
Sun Tingxuan and Su Noi were both a little silent. Who would have thought that Lin Zhujie, who claimed to be a disciple of the Qingzhu Sect, was actually a twelve-level demon immortal from the demon clan, and he was also a swordsman with terrifying strength. What was even more terrible was what he said.
, their style of doing things seemed very strange, different from those monsters who would eat people if they disagreed, so Sun Tingxuan and Su Noi no longer dared to speak, for fear of angering Lin Zhujie and dying in an instant.
At this time, the sound of thunder rolling in the air was heard, and the fish came in the pond.
"oh?"
Lin Zhujie looked up at the sky and frowned: "I thought that after Zhi Zhi, there would no longer be such a powerful eleventh-level sword cultivator in the human race. Tsk tsk, that's interesting!"
As he spoke, Lin Zhujie's body rose up from the ground, turning into a majestic blue sword that stretched between heaven and earth. The sword pointed forward and said lightly: "Tell the name of the visitor. Lin's sword is not
Kill the nameless ghost!"
The fish in the pond stopped suddenly in the wind, and frowned as he wore the sword spirit of the eleventh realm. Naturally, he could see that the opponent was a sword cultivator whose realm and combat power were far superior to his own. More importantly, this man was a demon.
The Qi was almost as strong as the demonic Qi in Huang Tingyu. For a moment, the fish in the pond frowned: "The fish in the pond is enshrined in the mountain top garden and the Fusu Great Wall Sword Cultivator is here. Who are you?"
"The ancestral mountain of the demon clan, Linzhu Festival."
The moment Lin Zhujie cupped his fists at the fish in the pond, a huge kendo restriction fell from the sky, and the small world of the twelve realm demons directly enveloped the fish in the pond. He smiled and said: "Fish in the pond, if you don't die within three moves,
, I will let you live."
The heart of the fish in the pond trembled. It was true that the eleven realms could not beat the twelve realms, but at least three moves could survive it, right? Did Lin Zhujie really think that he was so powerful that he was so powerful, compared to Su Qingjiu's swordsmanship?
Some people fight for it? Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to say that three swords will end your life?!
For a moment, the fish in the pond gritted its teeth, and the three swords were three swords. What I practice is not to retreat from the sword. If I retreat, I will no longer be a fish in the pond!
"Come!"
A sword light suddenly rose, and the fish in the pond took the lead in drawing out the sword.
Lin Zhujie laughed, and the artistic conception of green swordsmanship behind him became more and more intense. With a horizontal movement of the long sword, it turned into a sword light and rushed towards the fish in the pond. With a roar, the two exchanged swords, and the fish in the pond was struck by that sharp sword.
The sword energy was so shocked that he flew back continuously, while Lin Zhujie was hovering in the wind, with smiles in his eyes. No matter how powerful the eleventh realm was, he was still an eleventh realm, and could not compete with the twelve realm sword cultivators.
"Death!"
Lin Zhujie's sword blade shook, and three natal flying swords were launched behind him. For a moment, the sky was illuminated by a ray of light, and in the blink of an eye, the sword energy poured down from the sky like rain. The fish in the pond thrust the sword blade forward, and the three natal flying swords were thrown out.
The flying swords flew out of Yunjian Lake one after another, instantly opening a golden spherical kendo restriction, and withstood Lin Zhujie's sword. However, the face of the fish in the pond became increasingly pale and ugly. This Lin Zhujie,
Very strong indeed!
"The third sword!"
Lin Zhujie didn't reply at all, and the third sword fell straight down from the sky.
There was a "buzz" in the heart of the fish in the pond, and he felt that his scalp was about to explode. If he couldn't block this sword, he would really die. In an instant, he didn't even think about it, and he didn't retreat.
The heart of the sword roared, and the sword struck out with the same sharpness. Since you can't stop it, just change your life!
"Um?!"
Lin Zhujie frowned, and his slight hesitation caused at least half of the sword energy of his third sword to disperse. In the air, two sword lights collided together, turning into countless scattered sword energy that wreaked havoc within the kendo restrictions. Lin
Zhujie still stood in the wind like a normal person. Looking at the fish in the pond, he was already sweating after three sword strikes. There was also a sword wound on his arm, but there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes. If Lin Zhujie still wanted to fight,
He was willing to accompany him and he would die. He died under the sword of a great demon of the Twelve Realms. It was not embarrassing at all, and it did not bring shame to the mountain owner.
"okay."
Lin Zhujie raised his hand to signal to stop and said with a smile: "I've finished cutting the three swords. You can go. The sword cultivators at the Mountain Top Villa are indeed different. Their bones are much harder than those of other human sword immortals."
"???"
The fish in the pond was stunned, how ridiculous? I heard that the mountain master, Lao Huang, and Zhi Zhi said a lot about the demon clan. Aren’t the demon clan monks and the human race monks mortal enemies? Once they meet, kill as many as you can, absolutely.
He won't show mercy. This Lin Zhujie has opened up the twelve realms of heaven and earth. Why not kill him when he can obviously kill him? Is it a fraud?
The next moment, Lin Zhujie dispersed the kendo ban. Only then did the fish in the pond know that the young swordsman in the green ivory gown really had no intention of killing him.
In case!
"Whoosh!"
The fish in the pond twisted a magic speed charm, and the next moment his body disappeared into the wind, extremely stable.
"Hahahaha~~~"
Lin Zhujie looked at the back of the fish in the pond, held his forehead and chuckled. It was just like the legend. Yu Xie, Shi Jungang, Fu Sheng and others all said that Lin Baiyi was cautious by nature and wanted stability. Look,
This is the style of the Shanding Villa. The fish in the pond is also an extremely stable person. This Shanding Villa... is really interesting!
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In the woodland.
Bound in the tender golden vines, the two people were frightened and looked up at Lin Zhujie. Sun Tingxuan frowned. Although Lin Zhujie was in the twelfth realm of the demon clan, his personality was so weird that he turned out to be just like this.
Letting go of a swordsman from the 11th realm of the human race like this. You must know that the fish in the pond has a profound background. In the future, he will have the opportunity to get involved in the 12th and 13th realms. Just letting him go like this is not the style of the monster clan.
?Could it be that this bamboo in the forest was born with the heart of a Bodhisattva?
In this case, he should be able to let himself go.
Hope ignited in Sun Tingxuan's heart, and he said: "Young Master Lin... We in Yaowang Valley are also confused for a moment. Please forgive Mr. Lin for his mistakes and let Mr. Su and I go... If you can't, just let me go. I'll go back right away."
Yaowang Valley raises a heavy treasure in exchange for Mr. Su!"
Su Ye: "???"
Haven't you, the special one, been driven out of the Yaowang Valley? How can you go back to the Yaowang Valley to raise valuable treasures in exchange for my Su Zhen? Patriarch, Patriarch, it's too ruthless of you to kill the donkey with just one hand, right?
"snort!"
Lin Zhujie looked down at the two of them and said with a smile: "The Zhenyuan Pill you refined in Yaowang Valley is fake, right or wrong?"
"this……"
Sun Tingxuan gritted his teeth. Under the intense gaze of the other party, his voice trembled: "Young Master Lin, please listen to my explanation..."
"I won't listen!"
Lin Zhujie fell in the air, opened his bow from left to right, and slapped Sun Tingxuan 20 times in a row, until the face of the former Yaowang Valley owner instantly swelled into a pig's head. After beating Sun Tingxuan, Lin Zhujie dragged Su Yue over.
It was also a slap in the face.
"snort!"
After the beating, Lin Zhujie sneered and said: "You have ruined my reputation in the Demon Clan's ancestral mountain. Even that bitch Yu Zhi dared to yell at me. I don't dare to retaliate even though I'm in the wrong. I know how aggrieved I am."
Really? Since you two know the secret behind it, come and take a trip to Zushan with me!"
"ah??"
The next moment, Lin Zhujie ignored the resistance of Sun Tingxuan and Su Jue, and flicked his sleeves, and a green bag suddenly swept the two of them into it. Lin Zhujie's figure swept away and turned into a gray bamboo knot with extremely fast speed.
The insect clutched the green bag, the wings on its back oscillated, and flew away in the forest like lightning. Such hiding methods that are integrated with the heaven and earth are difficult for monks in the upper five realms to detect.
