"Haha, you are really shameless when wearing a mask, showing your confidence to the fullest."
Wan Yunting couldn't help but laugh, rolled his eyes at the main god speechlessly, and then said coldly: "I told you, it is absolutely impossible for me to hand over the Thirteen Needles of the Underworld!"
The eyes under the Lord God's mask instantly became cold and sharp, saying: "Stupid boy, I can only kill them and take you back and imprison you for the rest of your life."
Wan Yunting's eyes widened, he turned his right hand holding the snake sword, and coldly scolded Zhang Xian'er and Zi Qing next to him: "I'm here to hold him back, you guys leave quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, Wan Yunting rushed out, kicked hard with his right foot, and jumped more than three meters high in the air. His inner energy flowed to the snake sword in his hand, and he used the "Sweeping Thousands of Troops" technique in the Dao Sword Technique.
The invisible sword swept away towards the Lord God in front of him...
Bang bang…
The powerful sword blasted a shallow crater on the beach in front of the Lord God. As the Lord God shouted, he did not need to take action at all, and struck Wan Yunting in the air with his gloved left hand...
"Hey, be careful..."
After reacting, Zhang Xianer did not choose to leave at all. He rushed out with the Qingping Sword in his hand, and swung his sword to block the dark power of the main god's palm for Wan Yunting. Wan Yunting stared, and he immediately saw Zi Qing coming towards him with a long sword.
Together with Zhang Xianer, they took action against the Lord God...
Seeing that Wan Yunting could not persuade the two of them to leave, he could only fight against the Lord God together with his sword. The three of them attacked from a flank and fought fiercely with the Lord God. There was the sound of jingling gold and stone, sparks, sword gangs and sword energy.
Flying sideways, setting off rolling sand and dust, the scene was extremely violent...
This made Jiang Wenhao, Tiger and Kuanglong on the boat, as well as the others he brought with him, all dumbfounded. They looked at this scene in disbelief, as if they were filming a movie...
Ji Ruxue, who had already boarded the boat, stared at the fierce battle between Wan Yunting and the Lord God on the beach. Even though she was injured, she couldn't help but jump and fly out and landed on the beach. She also joined the battle with a snake whip in hand, sharp and sharp.
The incomparable snake whip was thrown towards the Lord God...
The main god wearing a mask had sharp eyes. He grabbed the snake whip with his gloved left hand and slashed with the knife-wielding right hand, forcing back the attacks of Wan Yunting and Zhang Xianer. Then the main god flicked his left hand suddenly, and Ji Ruxue groaned,
The whole person was thrown away and fell on the beach...
Wan Yunting, who was forced to retreat, turned to look at Ji Ruxue, who had fallen far away and was struggling to get up. At this moment, her charming eyes were cold and sinister, and she was holding a snake whip and killing the Lord God again...
"ah…!"
Zhang Xianer screamed, and the Qingping Sword flew out. She was slapped by the Lord God and fell on the beach in the distance. Her face changed, she covered her right chest, and she spat out a mouthful of blood...
"Xian'er..."
Wan Yunting shouted nervously, but before she could turn around, Zi Qing was also slashed away by the Lord God. The long sword in her hand was cut off, and one section even pierced her left shoulder. She flew far away and fell down with a thud.
On the beach, her pretty face was pale and bloodshot eyes flowed from the corners of her mouth...
Upon seeing this, Wan Yunting's eyes widened and he felt anxious. He quickly turned to Jiang Wenhao and the others on the boat and shouted: "Take them away..."
Jiang Wenhao, Menghu and Kuanglong came down one after another and quickly took the injured Zhang Xianer and Ziqing on board. Wan Yunting and Ji Ruxue rushed to the Lord God to drag him, but Jiang Wenhao shouted anxiously: "Teacher..."
"Leave me alone and leave quickly..."
Wan Yunting shouted, knowing that they were no match for the Lord God. Now he could only count one by one. But with anger burning in his heart, he circulated all the Qi in his Dantian at all times, holding the snake sword and performing the most powerful swordsmanship of the Great Dao.
Stab the Lord God with a strong sword...
Clang!
There was a sound of gold and stone, and the Wanyun Ting Snake Sword was blocked ten centimeters away from the main god's body. A flash of golden light was visible to the naked eye, which was the golden bell of the Shaolin Sect.
Wan Yunting's eyes widened sharply. He didn't expect that this terrifying master god could even know Shaolin Kung Fu. This made him grit his teeth and roar. The strong inner energy was stimulated from his body, causing the dust to spread under his feet...
Wan Yunting's snake sword in his right hand inspired the sharp sword, and it actually pierced the main god's golden bell, causing cracks...
Such a scene made the masked Lord God show a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said: "Boy, if I give you twenty more years, you might be able to catch up with me. It's a pity that you are still a little green now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord God snorted coldly, and a terrifying Qi machine exploded, causing Wan Yunting's face to change drastically. The snake sword in his hand broke and collapsed, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, his face
He was scratched by the broken sword piece, and a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth...
With a bang, Wan Yunting fell far away on the beach. He clutched his chest and gasped for another mouthful of blood. His whole body was filled with anger and confusion. His head was blank and his eyes were dizzy...
"teacher……"
"Boss Wan..."
When Jiang Wenhao and Menghu on the boat saw this, they screamed in fright and ran down one after another...
Zhang Xianer and Zi Qing watched with worried expressions on their faces and wanted to get off the boat, but there was nothing they could do...
Ji Ruxue roared angrily and swung the snake whip to kill the Lord God, but he cut off the snake whip with one knife, and with another knife, Ji Ruxue flew away directly. The clothes on her chest tore open, and blood splashed out, accompanied by
Vomiting blood, he collapsed not far from Wan Yunting with a plop...
For a moment, Ji Ruxue's delicate body trembled, and there was a severe wound on her chest. Her bright red dress was soaked with blood. Her charming eyes were wide open, her mouth kept vomiting blood, and she was dying...
Wan Yunting, who had regained his composure a little, looked at this scene and felt inexplicably sad. He turned his head and glared angrily at the Lord God who was coming over with a knife. He struggled to get up, but was unable to do so and fell to his knees on the beach again. Unexpectedly,
Coughing and coughing up blood...
Obviously, Wan Yunting's internal organs were damaged again by the Lord God's internal energy blow just now. He suffered serious internal injuries and completely lost his fighting power...
"Wen Hao, please take Boss Wan away first, let's hold them back..."
The fierce tiger and the mad dragon rushed over, holding spray guns, and started hitting the main god...
The marbles sprayed by the trolls were blocked by the main god holding a knife, and they could not hurt him at all...
Jiang Wenhao and others dragged the weak Wan Yunting to the boat. Seeing that the sprayers could not hurt the main god, the fierce tiger and the mad dragon roared angrily, drew out two dog-leg knives and rushed towards the main god...
Swish!
As a result, the God of God cut off the heads of the fierce tiger and the mad dragon, who knew no kung fu at all, with two swords...
"Tiger... Crazy dragon...!"
Upon seeing this, Wan Yunting's eyes widened and he screamed in grief. Seeing the tiger and the mad dragon losing their heads and kneeling on the beach, the scene of blood splattering completely stimulated Wan Yunting...
"Teacher, let's go quickly..."
Jiang Wenhao didn't care about anything else and dragged Wan Yunting to the boat...
But how could the Lord God let him take Wan Yunting away? He jumped over and wanted to kill Jiang Wenhao with one blow...
Suddenly, a huge creature jumped out of the sea. It was the big snake Hong Tila. It opened its bloody mouth and bit the Lord God in the air. Apparently it had been hiding in the sea waiting for an opportunity for a long time. Just for this blow, it wanted to pay for being killed by the Lord God before.
Cut off the hatred of one of its teeth...
As a result, the Lord God snorted coldly, and with a backhand slashed off the other fang of the big snake Hong Tila, causing it to tear and scream, its huge body fell into the sea, causing a big wave that rocked the cruise ship next to it, making Jiang Wenhao
They couldn't bring Wan Yunting on board...
"Wan Yunting, you have no way out!"
The Lord God picked up the sword and continued to come over, saying in a cold voice: "Follow me, I will let them go, otherwise, you will all die!"
Wan Yunting's face was full of grief and anger. He stared at the approaching Lord God with wide eyes. He looked at the headless tiger and dragon corpses lying on the beach behind him, which made Wan Yunting's inner hatred reach the highest level...
But Jiang Wenhao next to him, as well as Zhang Xianer and Zi Qing on the boat are all innocent. If they lose their lives in vain because of him again, Wan Yunting will never forgive himself, and he doesn't want to see that scene...
"I…"
"If you want to kill my disciple, you first ask me if I agree or not!"
Just when Wan Yunting was about to agree to the Lord God to follow him, an old man's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Zhang Xian'er's peach blossom eyes instantly lit up on the boat, and she quickly got up and looked back at the sea level behind her. She saw a short man wearing a gray robe, with white hair tied into a Taoist priest's head, revealing an old face full of wrinkles.
, a pair of deep and shining old eyes, this old man looks very ordinary, without any fluctuation of inner energy in his body, but he stands on a small wooden boat with his hands behind his back and comes leisurely...
"Old man, why are you here?"
Zhang Xianer was lying on the guardrail at the stern of the boat, watching her master coming by boat, her little face blooming with excitement...
"Damn girl, will you die if you call me master?"
The old man is the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain and Zhang Xianer’s master.
"Hehe, come up quickly. That guy who is pretending to be a ghost hurt me. It hurts so much..." Seeing the master appear, Zhang Xianer was extremely happy.
The old Heavenly Master exerted a little force on his feet, and he rose into the air, flew up and landed slowly beside Zhang Xian'er. He glanced at her and immediately hummed: "Injury to my disciple, you have to settle the account."
"Yes, you have to beat the shit out of that guy who is pretending to be a ghost."
The happy Zhang Xian'er went up, holding the old Celestial Master's old arm, and then pointed at the main god standing on the pier and shouted: "Old man, he is the one bullying us..."
When he saw the Lord God, the old Heavenly Master raised his gray brows and said with a smile: "Beat him till he's pissed off?
I’m afraid I can’t do it as a teacher!”
Zhang Xianer's little face was startled, and she squinted at the Heavenly Master: "No, old man, don't you brag every day that you are invincible? Why can't you beat him?"
The old Heavenly Master pointed at the Lord God and said helplessly: "This old immortal thing has lived longer than his master. He never fought when he was a master, and he never fights now!"
These words made Zhang Xianer angry. She pursed her lips and hummed: "Then what are you doing here?"
The old Heavenly Master glanced at his white beard and said with a smile: "Although I can't beat him, I can still hold him back and let you leave."
The Lord God looked at the old Heavenly Master on the boat and said with a smile: "It turns out it's you, old nose. I was talking about you before, but I didn't expect you to dare to come."
The old Heavenly Master clasped his fists, bowed slightly to the Lord God on the boat, and said with a smile: "Lord God, I haven't seen you for so many years, why do you start wearing a mask to show off to others now?
Could it be that the battle back then ruined your appearance, and now you don’t dare to let others see it?”
"snort."
When the old Heavenly Master mentioned the battle over the fate of the Heavenly Eye Lord God Sect and was besieged by powerful men from various martial arts sects, the Lord God couldn't help but get angry: "I will personally go back to China to find out the account of that battle.
You do the math!"
"But today you, old nose, are here, so I will go to you first to settle the score."