Chapter 37: The Bow Cultivator Beyond Shangguan Yun
"senior!"
While Jiang Baihe roared loudly, he rushed forward and almost used all his strength to support Hao Wujiang's retreating figure. In the process, the scarlet blood also splashed on him.
Oneself.
Hao Wujiang's body trembled, and before he could stand up, he opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blood. After he took Fa Rong's useless palm, he had no idea how many ribs were broken in his chest.
But just when Hao Wujiang took a deep breath and tried to seal the wound with spiritual power, the aura in Clinker's body suddenly became violent at this moment, and even showed faint signs of dissipating, and blood flowed from all the wounds.
悂浻.
At that moment, Hao Wujiang suddenly realized that the spiritual power he had condensed could no longer be stabilized, and slowly leaked out along the loopholes that appeared out of thin air in his meridians.
Although he knew he was being tricked, it was too late.
This incident made his throat feel sweet, and he couldn't help but suppress a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out again. His face instantly turned pale, and his eyes seemed to be about to spurt out flames:
"This... is the long-lost Demon Sect's spirit-transforming palm! Fa Rong, as a Taoist, you are actually willing to fall into the demonic way!"
Hao Wujiang felt that his heart had completely sunk to the bottom. In the five years since he disappeared, what happened to God's Grace?
All the top cultivator sects have turned against the foreign races, and even Cangwu Taoist Temple has chosen to fall into the devil's path.
Is this still my own divine grace?!
After some investigation and confirmation that the injuries in Hao Wujiang's body were caused by the Spirit Transformation Palm, Jiang Baihe's expression immediately changed, and he felt his head buzzing.
The long-lost Spirit Transformation Palm unexpectedly reappeared in the world of mortals.
As the name suggests, this is an extremely insidious move. With one palm, it can dissipate all the spiritual power of the cultivator.
And when they lose their cultivation, no matter what level of cultivation they are, they will become no different from ordinary people!
In fact, there is no way to resolve this sinister spirit-changing palm!
But for Jiang Baihe and the others, Hao Wujiang has already become their close and best friend, not to mention that such a true-hearted cultivator, as the leader of the country, is a blessing to God.
If he became a mortal due to this incident, it would be even more uncomfortable for Hao Wujiang than killing him!
Nan Xiangyan, who had been injured earlier, frowned, stretched out her hand to wipe away the traces of blood on the corner of her mouth, her beautiful eyes shot out a murderous light, and she said in a cold voice:
"Peeping at the evil cult's techniques, it's a shame that you claim to be Taoist monks, but you can actually use such despicable methods!"
But on the contrary, everyone in Cangwu Taoist Temple was not too surprised by this incident. Judging from the expressions on their faces, it seemed that they had known about it for a long time. They all had sinister smiles on their faces and did not give any explanation.
After hearing this, Fa Rong just slowly twirled his beard and said calmly:
"Ashamed, ashamed. If the female donor voluntarily leaves with Pindao, I can consider sparing your companion's life..."
When he spoke, Fa Rong's eyes quickly scanned the surviving people in Jianzhuang. When he noticed the bent bow behind Han Shuangxue, he didn't pay much attention.
After all, the young cultivator in front of me is not
Shangguan Yun simply cannot allow himself to be too vigilant.
Gong cultivation has always been the most difficult to cultivate. Among the countless cultivators in Divine Grace, there is only one Shangguan Yun.
Apart from this, most of the few remaining people in Jianzhuang are only cultivators of the Divine Movement Realm. Therefore, today's situation has completely come to an end in Fa Rong's heart.
"Hahaha, Fairy Nan, if you just surrender and capture her, you can avoid the pain of your skin and flesh!"
Xu Jintao sneered, his lewd eyes seemed to eat up Nan Xiangyan, and it was obvious that the evil fire in her was about to be uncontrollable.
In an instant, many Taoist priests crossed their arms, with frivolity appearing in their eyes. They laughed one after another and stared at Nan Xiangyan with malicious intent.
At this moment, Nan Xiangyan's beautiful eyes were already blood-red. She was severely injured and could only clenched her fists weakly.
Could it be that the only way to escape disaster is to commit suicide here?
Do you want to use your last remaining strength in a place like this?
After sighing softly, Hao Wujiang and Jiang Baihe couldn't help but show a look of sadness on their faces. They had lost the ability to continue fighting, and they were trembling with anger, but they couldn't even think of scolding.
No more.
Looking back and forth at Nan Xiangyan's somewhat desperate face, Fa Rong, whose face was flushed, sneered, and then glanced at a cloud in the sky without revealing anything. In it, there was a being who was following him secretly hidden.
.
The person who came was a powerful person from the Heavenly Cultivation Kingdom, who was also a member of the Demon Cult.
Not only did he teach Fa Rong many untold secrets within the demon sect, but he also forcibly raised his cultivation level to the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm.
I saw that the clouds above seemed to have life fluctuations, blooming faintly with a little brilliance. This feeling was extremely subtle, and it was hidden from everyone's eyes for a while.
Except for Fa Rong, who knew about it in advance, the other cultivators were unaware of the existence of another extremely powerful person in the field.
The next moment, a spiritual thought came from the clouds and submerged into Fa Rong's sea of consciousness:
"Fa Rong, now that the dust has settled here, I will naturally rush back to Lu Xuanxiu Zhen's country. When you find out the news about the ancient tree of enlightenment, please inform me again..."
"Junior, thank you for your help..."
Immediately afterwards, Fa Rong bowed upward abruptly, showing respect.
Everyone was slightly stunned by his sudden actions and words.
Is it possible that there was a great cultivator hiding here before?
Seeing Fa Rong completely put down his guard, Han Shuangxue felt happy and secretly shouted:
Good opportunity!
At that moment, Fa Rong, who was respectfully facing the sky, suddenly trembled in his earlobes. He vaguely heard an inaudible sound of a string, and his heart beat wildly without any warning. This rising sense of crisis made him feel nervous.
More than three-thirds of my courage has been shaved off!
"Not good!" Farong's color suddenly changed, and the power of this arrow even made him smell a hint of death.
breath.
Han Shuangxue's eyes were already covered with a layer of mist. The divine bow in his hand took off its string and shot out a cold light that made everyone's hearts tremble. He roared towards Fa Rong. As long as he was hit by this arrow, he would definitely be killed.
His body and body will be destroyed.
After pulling the bowstring, Hanshuangxue couldn't help but stagger. This blow almost drained all his spiritual power, causing waves of dizziness in his mind.
At this moment, Taishang Wangchen Arrow was executed by Han Shuangxue with more diligent cultivation.
Wherever it passed, even the space seemed to be distorted, and the entire field fell into a violent rage due to the arrow.
I saw the whistling arrow turning into a stream of light, leaving a series of afterimages in the air, and instantly appeared in front of Fa Rong's eyebrows. This arrow has exceeded the limit of what the naked eye can capture!
With one arrow, forget the dust, forget the suffering, forget all living beings!
Before anyone could react, a sound that made people's hearts tremble came from the sky...
Phew~
There was an incredible look in Fa Rong's eyes. Faced with this killer move, he did not dare to show any slightest hesitation!
Suddenly there was a loud roar, and countless strands of spiritual power gathered together condensed into a point on Fa Rong's index finger, and even the power emanating from his whole body skyrocketed.
Ding ding ding ding~
There seemed to be sparks beating in Fa Rong's pupils. He quickly stretched out two fingers and stabbed the side of the arrow tip with a sudden movement. Then his body quickly retreated, and the arrow moved again like a flowing stream.
There were dozens of dull collisions on the awn.
"This is the Yiyang Mysterious Finger... Rumor has it that after the first-generation ancestor of Cangwu Taoist Temple refined it, it could even point to broken mountains."
Hao Wujiang's face was as dark as water. He was well-informed and immediately recognized this move. The power of the Spiritual Transformation Palm continued, making his whole body weak.
During the entire collision, it was like boiling oil splashing snow, and only a string of extremely harsh and sharp sounds were heard continuously bursting out from Fa Rong's fingers. However, after the series of booms without any lull, Wangchen
When the direction of the arrow still didn't change at all, Fa Rong's expression really changed!
Poof~
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh finally sounded. Despite Fa Rong's efforts to block it, the arrow still continued unabated, but it deflected a few points and penetrated Fa Rong's entire left shoulder before sinking into the sky in the distance.
This sudden arrow caused all the cultivators in Cangwu Taoist Temple to take a breath of cold air, and their eyes when looking at Han Shuangxue became a little more solemn.
At this moment, Farong stared blankly at his broken shoulders, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice:
"During God's grace, when did a bow cultivator who far surpassed Shangguan Yun appear? Who are you..."