Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 159

The Golden Armored Warrior swung his stick towards Ding Ping, surrounded by the sound of wind and thunder, unstoppable.

But Ding Ping, as a martial arts master of a generation, how could he be hurt by such superficial boxing skills?

With a short body, like a ghost, he passed under the armpit of the golden armored warrior, and Kunwu sword took advantage of the situation to attack Jia Xian.

Jia Xian dodged sideways, and returned a stance of "square and square", the Qingzhi sword moved from bottom to top, and slashed towards Ding Ping's left rib, the tip of the sword trembled continuously, covering the eighteen large acupoints in front of Ding Ping's body.

"Tianyuan swordsmanship" is the result of his whole life's painstaking efforts. It contains the most logical skills, and it is full of changes and endless charm.

Ding Ping turned his body away, moved away from the edge of the sword, and took a breath at the same time, the bloody sword glow on Kunwu sword soared, and the middle palace went straight.

The sword move was not fast, but it carried his decades of skill and blood river sword energy. When he stabbed, there was rumbling and thunder, like a tidal wave, it really had the aura of earth-shattering.

Jia Xian's skill was not as good as it was, so he didn't dare to take it head-on, turned over with a kite, and the long sword crossed in mid-air. An old man in his sixties.

Although the martial arts and swordsmanship of the two are different, the difference is not too great. Although Ding Ping is at the top, it is difficult to win for a while.

On the other hand, Jia Zhiqing was stared at by Zhao Dezhao, and invisible sword energy struck like a storm, casting a net around her.

Jia Zhiqing's martial arts were far inferior to Zhao Dezhao's, so she dared not fight against her, but she was lucky enough to keep circling around the golden armored warrior to avoid it. Although she looked extremely embarrassed, she was able to save her life for the time being.

After all, this Taiyuan warrior talisman is the true biography of Longhushan. It is magical and has no method. Although the warriors gathered can only have some superficial martial arts, their defense power is extremely strong and their reactions are quick. Being stopped by it, Jia Zhiqing was firmly protected behind her.

Zhao Dezhao was deceived by Xin Ziqiu, and it was a great humiliation. He was already furious in his heart, and vowed to get rid of these people before him.

He shouted angrily, and the invisible sword energy slammed at Jia Zhiqing like hail, but the golden armored warrior in front of him was huge, blocking the attack like a hill, blocking the attack with his body.

Its body is transformed from pure and pure qi, after any sword energy hits it, it will be like a mud cow entering the sea, causing no harm.

And when Zhao Dezhao wanted to get close, he was stopped by a giant in golden armor wielding a short stick, he was so angry that he screamed, with a cultivation level close to that of an earth immortal, he couldn't take down a little girl in a dozen moves.

But even so, Jia Zhiqing was still in danger. If she didn't pay attention, her left shoulder was exposed beyond the barrier of the golden armored warrior. When she was brushed by the sword energy, blood flowed profusely, and a long gash opened on her snow-white skin.

Seeing that Jia Zhiqing was injured, Xin Ziqiu was furious, and shouted:
"Zhao Dezhao, old man, if you have the ability to attack me, what kind of ability is it to bully a girl?"

He was in a state of confusion when he was concerned, and he couldn't dodge in time, and was also hit on the thigh by a blood river sword energy. With a snort, his pants were cut open, leaving a bloodstain on his leg.

The fourth golden bell cover still couldn't defend against the sharp blood river sword energy.

Fortunately, under the blessing of the spirit energy, the wound healed quickly and recovered as before.

Xuehe Daoist saw it, but he was rather horrified in his heart, secretly wondering whether this kid practiced Shaolin School's Vajra Indestructible Body Magic Art, or the Demon Race's Immortal Body, how could he have such a strong recovery ability, and his true qi seemed to be endless.

At this time, the situation was precarious, and Xin Ziqiu and the three were all at a disadvantage, so they could only hold on, hoping that Jia Zhengliang would come quickly to save them from the crisis.

……

At this moment, a string of silver bell-like smiles sounded not far away:
"Everyone, let my little sister join in the fun..."

Before the words were finished, a goose-yellow figure descended from the sky, landed on the field, stretched out his hand, and a black light flew out, facing the long sword of Taoist Xuehe.

With a crisp sound of "Zheng", the object swung the Blood River Sword away, and suddenly flew back upside down, and was caught in the hand again by the visitor.

Xuehe Taoist took a closer look, and saw that it was the bright moon, full of charm, like a willow in the wind, graceful and charming.

Behind her, several black-clothed warriors followed, standing awe-inspiring, motionless.

It turned out that Jiaoyue Xinnian was the treasure left by the ancestor of Huangquan. As soon as she arrived in this space, she immediately sensed Xin Ziqiu's location by relying on the secret method of Huangquan clan, so she followed it all the way.

As for Huo Shan and the others, they had their own way of contacting her, so they bumped into each other on the way and walked together.

Taoist Xuehe was fighting Xin Ziqiu fiercely, but was stopped by Jiaoyue and shouted angrily:
"Jiaoyue, what are you doing?"

Jiaoyue pointed at Xin Ziqiu with a smile and said:
"This little man is full of manliness, he is my daughter."

As he spoke, his almond-eyed eyes flickered, and he kept looking Xin Ziqiu up and down.

Xin Ziqiu shuddered from being stared at by her, and immediately became alert.

Although he didn't know Haoyue, he saw Huo Shan behind her at a glance, and said coldly:

"Huo Shan, you're here too? Are you from the Assassin faction?"

Huo Shan looked at Xin Ziqiu coldly and didn't speak.

But Jiaoyue glanced at Huo Shan behind her, and then said with a smile:

"Oh, so you know each other. Don't get me wrong, Mr. Xiaolang. My sister is not from the Assassin sect, and she has no malicious intentions. As long as you leave the five copies of the "Huangquan Zhenjing" and two magic weapons with you, I can submit to Wugong County His Royal Highness interceded with Master Xuehe to let you live, what do you think?"

Xin Ziqiu didn't expect her to ask this question suddenly, but he immediately understood her origin, and frowned:
"Are you from the Huangquan clan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that before the battle with Lu Luo in Wuyou Cave that day, she and Elder Yutong had mentioned a person named Jiaoyue.

These details could not escape his strong memory, but just now his attention was all on Huo Shan, ignoring Jiaoyue's name for a while, until she mentioned the Sutra of the Underworld, and then everything was connected.

Thinking of this, he wondered again:

"Your name is Bright Moon? Aren't you swallowed by Luluo? Why are you alive again?"

Bright Moon said with a smile:

"Xiao Lang-jun really knows a lot. Being swallowed by Luluo is just my sister's plan. You don't have to worry, my sister is not a bad person. It's useless for you to keep the treasures of my Huangquan clan. Why don't you hand them over in exchange for your life? , absolutely cost-effective."

Her tone was soft and charming, with undeniable persuasiveness.

But Xin Ziqiu's inner scene has been completed at this time, his soul is stable, and he is immune to these tricks. At this moment, his mind is spinning rapidly, thinking about how to use this gap to escape.

With the electric thoughts in his mind, he flipped his hand, took a chip in his palm, tossed it lightly and said:

"It's this one? Sister Jiaoyue, it's not hard for you to ask for the "Huangquan Zhenjing". Help me kill this stinking old man, and I'll give it to you with both hands."

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(End of this chapter)