Chapter 336: Asking the Immortal Road, going against the current!!
Although the disciples of Wuhua Que basically paid no attention to the so-called bet between Elder Ling Zhan and Elder Su of the Sword Sect.
But seeing her rushing upward like no one else, it was hard to avoid feeling a little unhappy in my heart. He stood in front of her, even if he asked her to stop here without moving.
What's more, if they block her and catch her, Xiao Ruoqing and others who have been climbing up will be able to take action, and the situation will definitely be favorable to Wuhuaque.
How could it be possible that such a heavy proportion of points in the first level could be given up like this? It was all for the honor of the sect, so what if the means were a little too extreme?
"I told you to stop, don't you understand?" On the thirty-seventh floor.
A Wuhuaque disciple had slightly cold eyes, stepped forward, and a burst of tyrannical spiritual energy surged around his body, staring directly at the Sword Lady.
The sword girl stared blankly at the scene in front of her, unable to move one foot up the next step. She was not stupid, so how could she not know their purpose?
Biting her lips lightly, she spoke with some jerky words, vaguely trembling, but with a rare firmness:
"This is not allowed on Wenxian Road. No one is allowed to block the road!"
After the words were spoken, several people in Wuhua Que looked at each other, and then burst into laughter. They looked at the woman in front of them unscrupulously, and said with a crooked corner of their mouth:
"Who didn't allow it? You didn't allow it?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out you can talk. Why have you been pretending to be dumb and pitiful before?"
"You look so soft and weak, but you have so many evil intentions in your heart? If I were your master, I would be ashamed of you!"
"..."
The sword girl's eyes flickered, and she wanted to take a step back, but the agreement with her senior sisters made her legs feel like lead, unable to move.
She bit her lip and did not dare to answer. She lowered her head and whispered: "I didn't play dumb..."
The man sneered a few words coldly. As he spoke, he took a step in her direction. The strength of the middle stage of the golden elixir burst out instantly. He looked at the sword girl provocatively and waved his hand at her.
:
"Get out of here, you loser!"
"Just let your master obediently stick the sword in front of the gate of my Wuhua Palace. As expected, like a teacher, there must be a disciple, and master and disciple are all the same."
"..."
I thought she would at least resist and struggle a few times, but this behavior really made me uninterested and boring.
A blush instantly appeared on Sword Girl's face. She slowly raised her jade hand and subconsciously blocked it in front of her:
"You are not allowed to talk about my master..."
The man's brows raised, and his eyes suddenly glowed with luster, as if he had seen some novel toy, and he licked the tip of his tongue:
"Huh? You dare to talk back? Get off here!!"
The two people next to him looked at each other, and then a cyan halo mixed with violent energy fluctuations suddenly swept over him, walking towards the sword girl step by step under pressure.
Sword Girl raised her head, her delicate cheeks still showing fear, but she did not take a step back, she took a trembling step forward, making her voice sound as smooth as possible:
"Apologise...to Master!! Apologize?"
After hearing these words, the man who was only a few dozen feet away from Sword Girl felt as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He laughed and said:
"What? I didn't hear clearly? You asked me to apologize?? What qualifications do you have to ask me to apologize!?"
"Little handyman, this world is about fists, not rules. Fists must have rules, not rules to control fists!"
"..."
Whether it was Wen Xianlu or the elders of the sect who were watching, they all focused their attention on this area.
After all, the highlight of this time is the bet between Jian Zong and Wu Hua Que. In everyone's minds, where this little girl named Jian Niang will go in the end will be better than who can win the first place on the Way of Wenxian. !
"Wuhua Que is a bit arrogant, isn't it? On Wenxian Road, he openly attacks other disciples of other sects?"
"It seems that there is no clear rule that asking Xianlu not to do anything."
"But I've never had to take action in the past...so I didn't emphasize it deliberately."
"..."
Su Bei, Dan Wulan, and Dan Wique returned to the original place, looking at the scene in front of them with calm expressions, and sat down quietly without making a sound.
Eyes all over the sky were focused on one place. Sword Girl's face gradually turned pale, but she still did not take a step back. Regardless of the threat of the person in front of her, she took another step upward.
"I need to apologize."
The man laughed angrily, roared, and finally couldn't help but take action. "Are you turning a deaf ear to what I said? Ning!"
A beam of light instantly condensed from his body, and then transformed into five fingers, which immediately intertwined with the spiritual energy in the air, and then transformed into a big blue hand!
Cyan color instantly filled the surrounding area of dozens of feet, with a burning aura. "This is... Wuhua Que's superior martial arts, Lihuo Jue!"
A monk who was watching recognized this move and said with serious eyes.
The monks present who are qualified to embark on the road to ask for immortality are all geniuses of each sect. Such advanced martial arts are not much different, not to mention that each person has a set, but they are not shocked at all. They simply want to observe and learn. Check out the doorway.
"This little handyman is in danger." A Taoist monk sighed and shook his head.
As the big green hand unfolded, the aura in this area was filled with fiery heat, and the sticky fire aura was like a poisonous snake spitting venom, attacking the sword girl with its fangs and claws.
The sword girl's fair little face turned red under the light of this move.
Her heart was beating violently, and her eyes closed subconsciously. For her, this terrifying blow was enough to send her flying. She could also avoid it, but she could see the master looking at her intently from the corner of her eye.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She stubbornly continued to take a step forward and walked into the anger.
The spiritual energy in her body surged out crazily, filling Sword Girl's veins, and her eyes were like glass for an instant.
He whispered as if to himself, or to the man in front of him: "Stop...stop." Buzz -
Sword Girl's heart seemed to tremble, and then she felt as if her soul had left her body. She came back to her senses in just a moment. In her eyes, the whole world seemed to suddenly turn into gray.
black.
Everything is so slow, including the big green hand of the man in front of me. Stop!
The sound was not very loud, but at this moment it seemed that the consciousness of everyone within fifty feet of Sword Girl was slightly shaken.
His heart stopped for an instant, and then his entire body lost control, and he looked at everything in front of him in confusion.
The man's big hand stopped moving in an instant. Because it lost the flow of spiritual energy, the blue flame had no support and burned straight towards his body in the direction of the wind.
A roar came over instantly: "What have you done! Damn it!!"
"Stop it!! Do you want to kill me? Stop it!! Damn handyman!!"
The sword girl looked at everything in front of her with a blank expression, covering her lips tightly with her hands. Was this what she did? What was the tremor that came from her soul at that moment just now?
But the spiritual energy in his body was disappearing crazily. Even if he didn't say a word, he still had no intention of stopping and was transmitting it outward crazily.
Boom boom boom——
All the movements that happened here instantly alarmed the people at the top of Wenxian Road.
The monks on the thirty-seventh floor turned around one after another, looked at the thirty-seventh step where Sword Girl was standing, and discussed:
"Damn it!! Jian Zong and Wuhuaque are fighting!? Isn't that the Jian Zong's little handyman?"
"I know these two sects will never stop. What should I do?"
"But why is the one who screamed in agony a disciple of Wuhuaque!? Does that little servant of the Sword Sect have such ability?"
"..."
At this moment, a Wuhuaque disciple wearing a Taoist robe beside a man stood up from the ground without saying a word and rushed down the mountain.
The people around him looked at the Wuhuaque disciple who had disappeared in confusion, then came back to their senses, rubbed their eyes, and were stunned for a moment.
On the mountain above the thirty-seventh floor, a mass of black people descended in an instant. Without exception, they all rushed towards the thirty-seventh floor.
A disciple of the Knife Sect swallowed his saliva, looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and he subconsciously said:
"Gray shirts and sun robes...all the people in Wuhuaque are crazy?..."
On the eighty-fourth floor.
Xiao Ruoqing heard the noisy sounds below and turned around subconsciously.
At the bottom of the mountain, he saw the Sword Girl, who was blocked by many people, and the crowd of gray-shirted Taoist priests in hanging sun robes who were rushing towards the bottom of the mountain.
He raised his head again and looked at the ninety-nine steps of Wenxian Road, which was very close at hand. He closed his eyes for just a moment, then stopped and stepped back.
Mo Li, who was beside her, grabbed her hand. Her silver hair had already been untied by the ribbon. Her eyes stared straight at her and said word by word:
"Xiao Ruoqing, have you thought clearly? Zijun and I can go down, but you can't..."
The absurd but romantic vow they made between them, which is not understood by the world, has come so far. How can they give up just because they say they want to?
Xiao Ruoqing took a deep breath and looked at Mo Li's cold face.
After struggling for only half a breath, Li Zijun saw the light gradually brightening in her eyes. It was a light color, dark and bright.
A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Ruoqing's lips. She was slightly taller than Mo Li, Pingping Tingting, with a slender waist and long legs, graceful and straight.
Then he said word for word:
"Master said a lot of nonsense, but in this life, that sentence is the only one I remember deeply."
"So, in the face of honor and classmates, I will choose the latter!..." After the words fell, the three of them looked at each other.
Mo Li turned around, with a faint smile on his lips, and then rushed down instantly.
Xiao Ruoqing smiled, took Li Zijun's hand, and disappeared.
On the ninety-third floor of Wenxian Road, three disciples wearing Wuhuaque Taoist robes were sitting cross-legged and silently regulating the spiritual energy in their bodies.
In this position, it is no longer possible to rush up the mountain as breathlessly as every step taken is under tremendous pressure.
Suddenly, one of the men opened his eyes, glanced down the mountain calmly, then raised his head and glanced at the two people beside him who were still adjusting their breath.
Without saying a word, he stood up and walked down the mountain. "Zhu Hailiu, what are you doing?"
The two people next to him opened their eyes at the same time, stared at him intently, and asked. Zhu Hailiu turned around and said calmly: "Fight."
After the other two men heard this, they were startled and raised their heads to look at the ninety-nine steps above the sky.
This is the ninety-second floor, and very few people can reach here.
One of them let out a long sigh, shook his neck, raised his eyebrows helplessly and said, "It's really troublesome, these grandsons are always looking for trouble. Let's go, Sun Tian." The one named Sun Tian hesitated.
Looking at the top of Wenxian Road, he hesitated.
Zhu Hailiu looked at Sun Tian with no expression on his face, but he held the fuchen in his hands tightly and said calmly:
"Sun Tian, what is the purpose of Wuhua Que?" Sun Tian licked his tongue on his lips and replied: "Cultivation to immortality for yourself, and cultivation of immortality for the honor of the sect."
"..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At this point, Sun Tian stood up and looked at Xiao who was rushing down the mountain with a stern look on his face.
Ruoqing and several people opened their mouths and said:
"Elder Ling Zhan's token is not as cheap as Jian Zong's sword. It cannot be placed in front of Jian Zong's mountain gate..."
Whoosh whoosh - the three figures disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Outside Wenxian Road, the elders and monks of the sect who were watching looked at the scene in front of them with bewildered expressions and shock on their faces.
"Why are there so many disciples of Wuhua Palace coming down!? Isn't that the three little gods of Wuhua Palace!? They are all on the ninety-second floor, why are they all coming down!?"
"..."
An elder took a breath of cold air, looked at the scene in front of him, and said to himself: "I'm a good boy. What kind of trouble is this going to cause!?"
An elder from Dao Zong looked at the scene in front of him with a strange look on his face. He glanced back and forth at Ling Zhan in the distance with Su Beitong from the corner of his eye, and finally sighed:
"Okay, now the conflict is even bigger."
"Everyone in Wuhuaque is almost finished coming down the mountain..."
An elder of Yuanzong looked at this scene, slapped his thigh suddenly, and shouted: "Nonsense!! Isn't this nonsense??!"
Su Bei's eyes were fixed on the mountain, at the group of gray-shirted Taoist robes hanging in the sun, and at the other group of white-shirted Taoist priests wearing blue-patterned sword robes.
His eyes were solemn, and he slowly placed one hand on the sword box on his back. On the way to Wenxian.
A disciple with a white shirt and blue stripes looked at the scene in front of him, lowered his head and looked at the scabbard without a sword on his waist.
There is no sword in his scabbard, as if the swordsman has lost his dignity.
He raised his head and looked at the ninety-nine steps above the sky, with a wry smile on his face and murmured:
"It's already the seventy-sixth floor..."
"Elder Su, this time, I will not throw away my dignity as a swordsman..."
Taking a deep breath, I turned around and took a step down. On the other side of the mountain, there was a gray sun.
At this end of the mountain, there was a little white green at first, then scattered white lines, and finally gathered into a white ocean.
Ask for the path of immortality and move against the current.