Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 450

It was Pang Zijian who proposed to detain Yan Ting. Hearing Zhan Meiling's concerns, he simply raised his eyebrows and said, "Junior Sister Lin is capable of doing extraordinary things, why don't you stay and take care of this girl, and wait for the other senior brothers to catch up before handing over to her?" They, in this way, can take care of both sides.”

After hearing this, Zhan Meiling secretly reasoned, but Lin Qianmeng, who was following behind, blushed in panic and waved her hands repeatedly: "No... no, Master told me to do my best... to find the master, I can't..."

Zhan Meiling frowned, and said displeasedly: "Everyone is very concerned about finding the head of the sect, and we will definitely not be negligent. Nephew Lin can rest assured, I think you will follow the advice of Nephew Pang and stay behind." Wait for a while, cough... what do you think, senior brother?"

Qiu Bosong looked at Qi'er, shook his head slowly, and said, "Although Master Nephew Lin has achieved some success in art, he is no match for these Yunding envoys. I wonder if you can understand our faction's difficulties and stay out of the matter?"

Qi'er's pretty face was tense, and she said decisively: "The maid is ordered by the patriarch, and she should die after she dies. If Qiu Liuxia decides to embarrass her, he should step over the corpse of the maid first. .”

Qiu Bosong was stunned, and he only heard Pang Zijian solemnly say: "A few days ago in Chang'an City, thanks to the mediation by your place, our faction did not fall into the trap. So my faction really does not want to conflict with your place, I just hope that the girl understands the righteousness , don’t insist on entanglement again.”

Qi'er turned a deaf ear to it, and only fixed her almond eyes on Qiu Bosong.Zhan Meiling knew very well that her sixth senior brother had never made up her mind, so she said seriously: "This matter is about the face of the Kongtong faction, there is absolutely no reason to show weakness easily, and our faction will naturally ask you office note."

Seeing Qiu Bosong's acquiescing, Qi'er couldn't help being very disappointed, she gritted her teeth, and said righteously: "Since we disagree, we have to see the truth under our hands. The five of us sisters are of the same mind, so please draw your swords and join us." let's go!"

Zhan Meiling smiled lightly, and said disapprovingly: "Young lady's words are too small to underestimate our Kongtong faction, how about brother Lao to give me a little advice to hope for a quick victory?"

Qiu Bosong had lost face in Chang'an a few days ago, knowing that Zhan Meiling intended to let him gain power, he nodded gratefully and said: "That's good, the girls can do whatever they want, and if they lose, don't pester them anymore."

After finishing speaking, he handed Yan Ting over to a disciple near Zuojin, then stepped forward and stood still, and said indifferently: "Someone Qiu learned from your place with the Kongtong Drunken Sword, you girls don't have to be polite, let's do it now. "

Qi'er nodded her head, and said in a crisp voice: "The servant girls are not talented enough, please be merciful to Qiu Liuxia—sisters, hurry up!"

As soon as the voice fell, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, and amidst the deafening roar, it shot up into the sky like thunder and fire, splitting the heavy night into two.In the midst of the pounding, I can only see two hazy clouds shining side by side for a while, as if the sun and the moon are in the same sky.

Qi'er, who was just singing and screaming, has disappeared at this moment, only the word "formation" echoed in her ears.

As for the other four girls, they were also thrown into the air, and they didn't make a sound after falling down.

It was a blow from heaven and earth, everyone was dumbfounded, almost heartbroken, their legs were like sifting chaff, and it was difficult to move an inch.

In the dead silence, Qiu Bosong groaned in his nose, and fell backwards, his face already full of black and rot.

Under the dim yellow light, two pairs of white hooked sickles suddenly appeared, and amidst the muffled sound of chewing, the blood-red three-pronged meat crown was clearly visible.

Zhan Meiling's eyes were wide open, staring at the huge body covered with dark black scales, although her body was no longer in control, there was only endless fear in her mind.

Mo Xue raised dust, the poisonous dragon appeared, and the powerful evil power instantly shocked the audience.

When everyone was terrified, they didn't know who made a cry, and all the disciples of the Kongtong Sect immediately fled in all directions like three souls returning to their bodies and seven souls returning to their bodies.

Seeing this, Zhan Meiling shuddered, and quickly shouted: "Everyone, don't panic! This bastard can only see things that move, stay where you are!"

She even changed the tone of her voice in desperation, but those disciples turned a deaf ear to it, still scurrying around like headless chickens.

Zhan Meiling was anxious and discouraged at the same time, at this moment, a red lightning flashed across the sky, and it happened to be a disciple of the Kongtong School who was in a panic and did not choose his way.

The sound of screaming stopped abruptly in an instant, and the disciple fell to the ground straight, it seemed that he was gone.

The other disciples looked clearly and were even more terrified. They only hoped that God would bless them and let them escape from birth.

But the highly poisonous blood letter was merciless, the red glow faltered without a break, but it knocked down several people in a short while.

These disciples are all considered to be the outstanding ones among the younger generation of the Kongtong Sect. Unexpectedly, Zhan Meiling was very saddened to see such an unexpected disaster. Fortunately, Pang Zijian, Lin Qianmeng and other outstanding disciples obeyed their orders early, and it was a surprise. Haven't been hurt by the blood letter yet.

Zhan Meiling was feeling a little relieved, but when she turned around, she saw Yan Ting standing there with a pale face. Thinking that the catastrophe was all caused by this girl, Zhan Meiling instantly raged with hatred. A bone-penetrating nail went straight to Yan Ting's shoulder.

Yan Ting's kung fu was originally so-so, but now she was concentrating and did not dare to make a slight move, so she didn't even notice the hidden weapon was coming.

Suddenly, the pain in her shoulder was severe, Yan Ting blurted out a miserable snort, staggered back a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.

Two faint yellow and evil lights shot suddenly, and amidst the howling wind, the giant body moved, and the pair of pale hooked sickles and sharp teeth had already forced Yan Ting in front of her.

The strong smell of blood came over suddenly, immediately making Yan Ting's breath stagnant, and she almost suspected that she was in Shura Purgatory.

Facing such a desperate situation, even with all kinds of ingenuity, it is useless. Yan Ting was stared at by the pair of giant yellow eyes, and her mind was in a mess of confusion, and her whole body was even softer. It's just slaughter.

After a moment of stalemate, Yan Ting was about to cry without tears, but at this moment she suddenly felt a heavy slap in front of her chest, and then a wet, greasy, cool feeling penetrated into her skin, and at the same time, she smelled a faint fragrance from her nose Qi.

She hadn't reacted yet in astonishment, the wetness on her chest was even more intense in the clacking sound, and the richer fragrance immediately cleared Yan Ting's mind. It slid down, like a crystal clear pearl, dripping straight onto her chest.

Yan Ting couldn't help being dumbfounded, and Zhan Meiling called out in surprise: "Poisonous dragon saliva?! This...how is it possible?!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp laughter and said: "How is it impossible? Poison Dragon has always been lustful. If you can't do it yourself, others may not be able to do it."

Amidst the laughter, a beautiful woman in colorful clothes flashed, her slender feet stood up like neon lights, a pair of golden ring blades hung by her waist, her silver-white hair couldn't hide her peerless face, it was Xuan Ming The lord of the town, Nine Poison Lady.

(End of this chapter)