Taiqing Sword

Chapter 142, Saving the Buddha Sect in Danger of Death

Li Wuji talked about the essentials of various joint strikes and the changes in the formation of the three talents. Everyone's strength is far superior to that of the worldly martial arts. There are too many simple principles. The combination of the three talents has already reached perfection.

On this day, Shangguan Jinghong convened a team that participated in the hunting of blood slaves and prepared to go out of the valley.

"Luofu, this time the master sent Midnight again. I see you and Midnight in a pair, taking care of each other, and my wife and I are together."

Luo Fu nodded when he heard the words: "Everything is under the young master's arrangement." With the blood-drinking sword, Luo Fu's confidence is obviously much stronger.

Shangguan Jinghong's face turned serious: "Everyone, most of the elders here have come into contact with blood slaves, and there are also those who have never been in contact with blood slaves. I just want to say one thing, you must not underestimate the enemy. The cultivation base of blood slaves is not inferior to you and me. Some of them are stronger than us, and the technique of combining attacks will increase our combat effectiveness, so the three of us must not separate no matter what happens, and if we are in danger, we will give a loud whistle to warn, and the nearby team will go to support immediately."

"Yes!"

"set off!"

……

Shangguan Jinghong went around almost every sect with a condensed heart, and almost all of them were wiped out by the blood slaves. For three whole days, no one was rescued, and no blood slaves were encountered. The two were shuttled in the dense forest, and Shangguan Jinghong suddenly Stopped: "Ningxin, we forgot, there are not only these sects in the martial arts, but also the Buddhist sect, yes, the Buddhist sect, let's go to the Buddhist sect immediately."

It wasn't too late, and when he first arrived at the Buddhist sect, he encountered blood slaves attacking the Buddhist sect, but Shangguan Jinghong didn't act rashly this time, the reason is very simple, a dozen blood slaves are not something that Shangguan Jinghong and Ning Ningxin can deal with .

Shangguan Jinghong watched the living beings disappear before his eyes one by one, and felt very anxious, and whispered in Ning Xin's ear: "Ning Xin, you leave here immediately, go find other people, and let them come here to support."

Ning Ningxin frowned slightly: "What about you?"

Shangguan Jinghong said: "Don't worry, I know myself well, I won't do it lightly, I'll be here waiting for you."

Ning Ningxin hesitated for a moment, Shangguan Jinghong hurriedly urged: "Go quickly, if you delay for a moment, countless people will die."

Gritting her teeth, Ning Ningxin immediately turned around and left the Buddhist sect, flying away.

Shangguan Jinghong saw the blood slave rushing towards the soul-suppressing tower, Shangguan Jinghong immediately thought of the monk, and hoped that the mechanism in the soul-suppressing tower could trap the blood slave, but seeing the layers of light in the tower, Shangguan Jinghong anxiously looked around and saw no one coming to support him, he couldn't care about anything else, and roared angrily: "Nie Yi!"

Hearing the sound, more than a dozen blood slaves suddenly looked at Shangguan Jinghong, and spread over one after another. Even though Shangguan Jinghong had experienced life and death many times, he still felt his hairs stand on end: "Poxu!"

A golden light flashed in Shangguan Jinghong's eyes, and the blood slaves who roared towards him were instantly hit by the golden light, and two of them died immediately.

The old monk on the pagoda heard a roar, and immediately stood in front of the window to watch, only to see Shangguan Jinghong fighting the demon alone, tears filled his eyes, and he shouted: "Go!"

Shangguan Jinghong didn't bother to answer at this time, and continued to use streamer and flashing spirit to deal with the remaining blood slaves. Fortunately, Shangguan Jinghong had reached the state of Xuanji in retreat, otherwise he would have collapsed to the ground from exhaustion after using supernatural powers one after another, but After a long time, Shangguan Jinghong was already out of breath, and was forced to a corner by the blood slave, and he had no choice but to draw out the blood-drinking sword: "Liuguang!"

The light flashed, Shangguan Jinghong held the drinking blood in his hand, and passed through the body of a blood slave in an instant. At the same time that the blood slave was sucked into a mummy, Shangguan Jinghong was hit by the blood slave five or six times at the same time, and flew upside down more than ten meters , vomited blood, but did not dare to repair, and immediately stood up.

When the blood slave saw Shangguan Jinghong vomit blood, the scarlet light in his eyes became stronger and his attack became more fierce. Shangguan Jinghong kept waving blood to resist: "Puxu!"

The golden light swept over one again, and another blood slave fell down, but there were still seven or eight left. Shangguan Jinghong already felt that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and kept shouting in his heart, why the hell no one came yet.

The divine monk shouted: "Bastard, I'm here, come on!"

The blood slave turned a deaf ear to the divine monk's voice, stared straight at Shangguan Jinghong, and rushed forward again. Shangguan Jinghong roared angrily: "Liuguang!" With a strong blow, while taking away a blood slave, he also fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

The blood slave rushed forward ferociously, and Luo Fu's voice had come: "Dare to hurt my young master, court death!" The blood-drinking sword pierced the throats of the two blood slaves, Midnight also showed no mercy, and condensed his heart to see Shangguan Jinghong It was even more angry from the heart.

Walking up to Shangguan Jinghong, he picked up the blood-drinking sword: "Liuguang!"

Tianlong and the others had also arrived at this time, not to mention joining the battle group, the remaining six or seven blood slaves were cut into corpses by more than thirty people.

Shangguan Jinghong smiled wryly, looked up at the Zhenhun Pagoda, and passed out.

After waking up again, it has been two hours later. Ning Ning Xin saw that she was overjoyed and then angry: "Shangguan Jinghong, what did you say, didn't you say you won't act rashly? You bastard!"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled, and held Ning Xin's hand: "Ning Xin, don't be angry, you are still alive!"

While speaking, the old monk on the Zhenhun Pagoda also came slowly, followed by dozens of Buddhist disciples: "Shangguan benefactor, I thank Shangguan benefactor for his help, so that my Buddhist sect can continue!" The old monk Knelt down in front of Shangguan Jinghong's bed.

Ning Ningxin looked very bad: "Old monk, don't be hypocritical here, why didn't you show up when Jinghong blocked those demons for you?"

Shangguan Jinghong quickly stopped Ning Xin: "Ning Xin, don't be rude, do you know that this monk has saved your life?"

Ning Ning was stunned, Shangguan Jinghong continued: "God monk, get up quickly, are you trying to kill me?"

Hearing the words, the divine monk got up slowly, and Shangguan Jinghong continued: "The words that the divine monk said at the beginning enabled me to save my beloved wife. Even if I risk my life today, I will definitely end up with the divine monk."

"Amitabha!" All the monks shouted the name of the Buddha, and one of them recognized Shangguan Jinghong, who was the monk who attacked Chi Ming in Tianyi Sword Sect.

Ning Ningxin pursed her lips: "God monk, just now, I spoke a little too aggressively just now, please forgive me."

The divine monk waved his hand: "The female benefactor is the wife of the Shangguan benefactor, right? To be honest, I only said a few words back then. Everything was saved by the Shangguan benefactor who ran around on his own. The old monk did not have any credit for it." , Moreover, even if the old monk saved the benefactor, if one life is exchanged for nearly a hundred lives of my Buddhist sect, isn't it worth thanking?"

"Seeing that the god monk is fine, I have an explanation to Master Sex when I go back to the Holy Land."

Upon hearing this, the divine monk hurriedly asked, "Is sex okay?"

Shangguan Jinghong smiled: "Master Xing, now his cultivation level has increased greatly, I think the monk is no longer his opponent."

"Amitabha, if it wasn't for the patronage of the Shangguan, how could there be such a chance for sex?"

"God monk, this place is no longer safe. Come with me to the Burial Heart Tomb. There are masters from the Holy Land guarding it. It is much safer than here. The sect can be rebuilt in the future if it is gone. If the person is gone, I will never return. not coming."

"Of course, now that the old monk has walked out of the pagoda, the Buddhist sect is already in his heart, and it's the same wherever he goes. Even if the Shangguan benefactor doesn't say anything, the old monk wants to have the cheek to ask to go with the benefactor." Said with a smile.

Shangguan Jinghong nodded: "This is the best, since that's the case, let's go back to the grave immediately."

Ning Ningxin hurriedly said: "Jinghong, it's better to recuperate for a few days, your injury is not serious, and it's not suitable to be exhausted."

Shangguan Jinghong shook his head lightly: "Ning Xin, after killing so many blood slaves this time, there is no guarantee that they will not make a comeback and take revenge. It is better to leave as soon as possible so that you can feel at ease."

Reluctantly Ning Ningxin couldn't hold back Shangguan Jinghong, so she nodded and took care of her carefully along the way. When she arrived at the Burial Heart Tomb, Narcissus looked at the pale Shangguan Jinghong and felt a little nervous: "Jinghong, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Ningxin pursed her lips: "Narcissus, Jinghong was injured by the blood slave. The injury is not serious and needs rest."

Narcissus hurriedly said, "Sister Leng, go to my place."

Ning Ningxin nodded, and followed Narcissus to the residence. Shangguan Jinghong was a restless person. He just lay down to rest, and Luo Fu was attracted. But he smiled and saluted: "I have seen the two ladies."

The two ignored them, turned around and left the room, Luo Fu saw Shangguan Jinghong with a wry smile and said: "Young master, you have made your subordinates miserable, you have offended two wives overnight, alas. "

Shangguan Jinghong laughed and scolded: "Luo Fu, don't tell me this, the blood slave's attack, did you find anything?"

Luo Fu's expression became serious: "Well, in the first battle of the Fozong, some goods were received. In the past, only three or two were seen together. In the Fozong and the young master beheaded, only thirteen or four were killed. I think the reason may be relatively simple. , There are many masters in the Buddhist sect, which attracted the blood slaves to go."

Shangguan Jinghong nodded: "That's right, so I am even more worried. In addition to the Buddhist sect, there are also the Xueyuan Hanyue Sect, the Demon Sect, and the Yin Sect. If the blood slaves cannibalize these sects, their strength will definitely increase."

Luo Fu understood, and stood up slowly: "Young master, do you mean to let the subordinates go down to visit these sects?"

"That's right, but don't be careless. You take all the squads and come one by one. You can't divide your troops. You can save as many people as you can. If you save a sect, you can send it back to each sect."

Luo Fu nodded: "Don't worry young master, this subordinate understands."

Watching Luo Fu leave, Shangguan Jinghong hurried to heal his wounds. He mentioned the Cold Moon Sect just now, so Shangguan Jinghong naturally thought of the Ice Palace, and he couldn't wait to see it.

Knowing that Shangguan Jinghong was injured, everyone didn't bother him during this time, they always discussed with Luo Fu, Tianlong and others.

(End of this chapter)