Chapter 259 The yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, today is the same battle
The seventh-level mole showed a thin body. The demonic light on his body was strange and extremely thick, but the sword light behind him came as promised. The stern sword energy cut off the demonic light on his body and made it dim.
"presumptuous!"
The Demon Emperor Tian Chan used a cicada wing as a weapon to instantly block the sword energy, preventing the mole from immediate death.
However, as soon as the sword energy was extinguished, Gu Yusheng's body appeared strangely behind Mole.
Bah!
A bolt of lightning surged, leaving a bloody hole in the mole's abdomen, with blood like a pillar.
"burst!"
Gu Yusheng shouted coldly.
At the tip of the sword light, the thunder waterfall suddenly spread in all directions, and the terrifying thunder storm enveloped the mole and the demon emperor Tianchan.
Take this opportunity.
Mo leaned on the railing and threw a silver sky and earth net bag into the air, covering that area, and shouted: "Kill him!"
"I want you to say it!"
Qu Lianghong held a large back knife in both hands, jumped into the air, and split a sharp sword energy into three parts, covering the entire area.
Qu Lianghong swung his sword with all his strength and raised his eyebrows, as if he was very satisfied with the blow.
But Gu Yusheng frowned.
"retreat!"
Gu Yusheng swung his sword forward and dodged with a zigzag.
Bah!
Almost at the same time, where Gu Yusheng had just been standing, a transparent sword as thin as a cicada's wing passed through, almost cutting open the void.
The broken parts of the sword were like pieces of broken ice. It didn't seem to be very powerful, but once it was struck, the body would be destroyed in an instant.
Obviously.
As the Demon Emperor, Tian Chan used more killing moves to deal with Gu Yusheng.
At the same time, Qu Lianghong and Mo Pinglan were also attacked by the Demon Emperor. Two cicada wings turned into two knives and slashed at Qu Lianghong and Mo Pinglan.
Qu Lianghong fought with his sword.
At the moment of collision, the whole person flew backwards and vomited blood.
Mo Pinglan usually seems timid, but at the critical moment of saving his life, his actions are much safer than Qu Lianghong's. He activates a defense-focused armor escape talisman to form armor on his body, and uses Confucian's
The aura of Haoran formed a one-foot wall of energy, and a bunch of messy talismans were thrown out at the same time.
The whole person stepped back.
As a demon king at the level of the Eighth Realm Nascent Soul, even a random blow is definitely not something he can easily take.
The caution of not leaning on the fence indeed saved his life.
Tian Chan used six pairs of spiritual wings to cultivate into an extremely sharp weapon. Using the cicada wings as weapons, he penetrated the layers of defenses set up by Mo Pinglan. The remaining power still caused blood to gush out from his shoulders, and he flew backwards.
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At this time, an ink fan blew up a whirlpool in the sky and caught Mo Pinglan. The person who helped him was Su Shouzhuo, a disciple of Lu Guan of the Holy Academy.
"Brother Mo, are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
Just as Mo leaned on the railing to stabilize his body, he found that Qu Lianghong on the other side was being held by the military scholar Han Wen's shoulder. Although it was not serious, the two of them bumped into each other firmly.
"Miss Qu, are you okay?"
Han Wen carries a long tasseled gun on his back. He has a heroic appearance and a straight body. He is much more elegant than Mo Leanlan.
"I'm fine."
Qu Lianghong shook his head slightly. She was also taller and slender, and looked smaller in front of Han Wen. This made Mo Pinglan's face suddenly become strange. He stamped his foot and yelled: "How dare you, those stupid monsters,
Go wild on the territory of the Holy Court and see how I deal with you!"
Mo Pinglan, who had been extremely cautious just now, suddenly wanted to take a beating, and stabbed forward fiercely with the ink sword in his hand. Su Shouzhuo behind him quickly reminded: "Brother Mo, don't be impatient, think about it long term."
"Consider the hammer!"
Mo leaned on the railing and slashed with his sword, still unable to understand his hatred, and struck out with several swords in succession.
Such extreme behavior made Gu Yusheng frown.
He made a hand seal, and his figure disappeared on the spot. The next moment, he appeared beside Mo Pinglan and kicked him away.
Buzz!
Hundreds of cicadas were wrapped in billowing sword energy, which exploded in an instant, involving Gu Yusheng.
"Mr. Fifteen!"
Su Shouzhuo, Qu Lianghong and Han Wen were shocked.
Mo Leanlan also woke up instantly, his face turned pale, and he looked annoyed. He shouldn't have acted recklessly and impulsively.
Fortunately, Gu Yusheng's aura emerged from the sword energy, and a green lotus wrapped Gu Yusheng, spiraling out of the countless sword energy explosions unharmed.
boom!
Tianchan's figure gradually became clear from the fog.
Next to him was the seventh-level demon mole.
Swish swish swish.
As soon as Gu Yusheng's figure settled down, Mo Leanlan, Su Shouzhuo, Qu Lianghong and Han Wen all appeared beside Gu Yusheng.
Practitioners of the holy monastery.
A rare moment of concerted effort.
"Oh? What a touching scene!"
Tianchan's eyes fell on Gu Yusheng and the others, and he smiled playfully. He raised his hand and pointed at Gu Yusheng.
"Gu Yusheng, you have escaped all the way from Qingping Prefecture to Jingting Mountain, and now you have companions by your side. This feeling should be wonderful, but unfortunately, you will watch them die one by one in front of you. Your fate
, is like the drifting weeds, you think you can hold it, but in the end you can’t hold it, it’s really sad.”
Gu Yusheng smiled lightly and slowly raised the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand.
"You are a monster, but you also follow the so-called fate of human beings. What is sad is you."
Gu Yusheng's sword intent gradually became filled with strong killing intent. At the same time, there was also a sword intent guarding the four people behind him.
"You can go."
Gu Yusheng's eyes moved to Mo Pinglan, Qu Lianghong, Su Shouzhuo and Han Wen.
Mo Lianghong remained motionless while leaning on the railing. Qu Lianghong tightened the handle of the knife in his hand. Su Shouzhuo opened his fan and shook his head slightly. Han Wen took out a military strategist's chessboard. He, who was always a man of few words, responded to Gu Yusheng:
"You are the newly promoted Mr. Fifteen. If anyone wants to live, it should be you."
"That's right."
Su Shouzhuo agreed.
Qu Lianghong stood with a sword in his hand.
"Mr. Fifteen, I don't want to owe you my life forever."
"It's even more impossible for me to leave."
Don't lean on the railing and spread your hands
A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Yusheng's mouth, bursts of pride filled his body, and his eyes became brighter. He took a step forward and said with a hearty smile: "This is the first time in the world. Since no one wants to be noble, then live well.
, be the one to kill the Demon King!"
"Of course!"
Hanwen turned the chessboard with his hand. In an instant, the world around them changed color. Yellow sand rose everywhere, turning the surrounding area into an ancient battlefield. He held a flag and waved it in the wind, and groups of spiritual soldiers appeared one after another.
On the ancient battlefield.
"The yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles!"
There is a holy saying of military masters in Korean, and the summoned spiritual soldiers use yellow sand as armor, and the golden armor is extraordinary.
Swish.
Qu Lianghong stood in front of the formation with a knife in his hand, the corner of his mouth raised.
"Women don't give way to men, I'll take the lead!"
Su Shouzhuo's body was filled with bursts of awe-inspiring aura, and as he dipped his pen in ink, a sage's "Hundred Battles Song" floated into the air.
Mo Pinglan put his hands together and summoned four great scholars from their Mo family to help out.
From the very beginning, deciding who will be protected and who will escape, to the united front, is just a matter of breath.
When Gu Yusheng saw the four of them fighting, a thought and emotion that he had never experienced before arose in his heart. He had not seen this kind of emotion in Qingyun Sect. Perhaps, this was what his father said in the Journey to the World: Qi Yue Wu Yi