Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 2282 Grandpa and Sun join forces
Peng Zhenyang and I each took two steps back. Peng Zhenyang seemed a little panicked. He didn't see clearly who I was, and then he swayed out of the circle of people.

This guy must have been shocked. Why did another master suddenly appear? He was so powerful that he could almost equal him.

In fact, there is still a big gap between my cultivation base and Peng Zhenyang's. The fight just now was completely based on the power of Dou Zhuan Qian Kun Po.Peng Zhenyang stood firm, then looked back at me, a little surprised, and then said jokingly: "It's you again! Wu Jiuyin, you are very courageous, you dare to come out and die in such a big scene? "

"I didn't come here to die, I came here specifically to see you off." I smiled gloomily.

"Okay, last time I was messed up by a damn yellow-haired monkey and didn't kill you. This time I just killed you. You came at the right time, hehe..." Peng Zhenyang said with a smile .

While Peng Zhenyang and I were talking nonsense, the Taoist priests of the 'Qing' generation standing not far away all looked towards me, and all of them looked very surprised. His mouth was wide open in shock.

"It looks like... it really looks like... Take a look, does this guy look like Junior Qingfeng's apprentice Wu Feng?" One of the veterans said excitedly.

"Hmm... they are indeed very similar. The guy just said that this guy's name is Wu Jiuyin. It seems that he must be a descendant of that guy Wu Feng." Another veteran nodded.

The eyes of several experienced people kept looking at me. Their eyes were very eager, as if they were seeing a close relative whom they had not seen for a long time, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.

After a while, one of the old Taoists asked softly: "That baby... I am here to ask you, who is that boy Wu Feng?"

"It's my ancestor, my great-great-grandfather is Wu Nianxin..." I bared my teeth and smiled at those veterans.

"Okay, okay... the younger generation is scary. I didn't expect the younger generation of the Wu family to be so strong. It seems that I can't be wrong. Boy, logically speaking, you should call us old guys Shizu. Who is your ancestor?" Our nephew." Another veteran said.

"Hello fellow masters, this is the first time we meet, and I don't have any big gifts to give, so I gave Peng Zhenyang's head to several masters..." I chuckled.

"Hahaha... This kid is much smarter than Wu Feng, that wooden lump. Not bad, not bad... I like him very much, so let's join forces and kill this guy first!" A "Qing" generation The old man said again.

A few of us were arguing here, and Peng Zhenyang on the side was extremely angry and cursed: "If you can still laugh out loud when you are about to die, I will send you on your way right away!"

Peng Zhenyang, who was extremely angry, no longer gave us a chance to speak. He flashed the ice blade in his hand and ran straight towards me.

As soon as the ice blade trembled, countless cold air rushed towards me, making me shiver all over. It was so cold.

I quickly retreated and used the Void Talisman to condense several huge fireballs in front of me, dispelling the cold air.

Then, the three uncles moved towards Peng Zhenyang from three directions, with their swords swishing, and outflanked him.

At this time, Bai Zhan suddenly shot out of the thorn, and with a flash of lightning, he greeted Peng Zhenyang.

While we were dealing with Peng Zhenyang, Master Long Yao, Yue Qiang and Yi Yan had already found Master Long Chuan. The three of them surrounded Master Long Chuan and beat him so hard that he could hardly resist. force.

Before, when I fought against Reverend Longchuan, he was injured by me. Reverend Longyao and Reverend Longchuan have equal cultivation bases, plus Yue Qiang and Yi Yan, the real Longchuan It is estimated that his life will not be guaranteed.

However, Longchuan would not just sit back and wait for death. He knew that he was no match for the three of them, so he quickly called a few bald envoys wearing leather armor to help him deal with Yue Qiang and Long Yao.

Not long after a group of us rushed down, Zhou Yiyang was already preparing to catch the thunder.

In this kind of Cave Heaven Paradise, I don’t know if it is possible to successfully attract the Heavenly Thunder, because super Taoist gates like Qingshan and Cave Heaven Paradise have protective magic circles to prevent overly powerful forces from destroying Qingshan’s Cave Heaven Paradise. Before, I I seem to have heard Master Long Yao say this, but all the masters in Qingshan are here at this moment. Someone must know how to temporarily open the protective barrier and let the thunder led by Yi Yiyang crash down.

It seems that it will take some time for Yi Yiyang to lead the day thunder down. This matter is not urgent. The most important thing at the moment is to capture Peng Zhenyang, the protector.

I calmed down, and when the three masters of the 'Qing' generation and Bai Zhan were besieging Peng Zhenyang together, I immediately activated the wood-controlling green gang method, and began to put pressure on Peng Zhenyang, so that those crazily growing vines and The grass grew at an extremely fast speed and wrapped around Peng Zhenyang's body. Then I quickly joined the battle group to deal with Peng Zhenyang together.

The three "Qing" characters were cultivated by the old Taoist, and the three of them worked together to display a small sword array. The sword shadows were hurried, murderous, and the sword energy was like a mountain of rubble, and a road appeared on the ground. The criss-crossing ravines directly blocked Peng Zhenyang's way out, and together with Bai Zhan, I was responsible for launching the most violent attack towards Peng Zhenyang. In this way, with the joint efforts of the five of us, Peng Zhenyang gradually fell into a disadvantage, that is, the ever-growing The weeds and vines also made Peng Zhenyang a little anxious.

After dozens of moves, I swept through thousands of troops with a dragon, and attacked Peng Zhenyang with three swords at the same time. Bai Zhan's Fire Red Dragon Sword spurted out a large ball of crimson flames. Five people took action at the same time, and Peng Zhenyang was one Unable to dodge, the sword spirit made a gash in his chest, and blood immediately flowed out. Peng Zhenyang let out a muffled groan and took a few steps back, trying to break free from our encirclement. However, the three old Taoist priests did not want to escape. Give him a chance, and with a few swipes of swords, Peng Zhenyang almost got hit again.

At this moment, Peng Zhenyang finally showed a terrified look on his face. He suddenly shouted, and the ice blade in his hand swept across a circle. Immediately, the cloudy air floated, and the cold air rolled in, unexpectedly killing all the crazily growing vines on the ground. Frozen.

The cold air was too strong, and it was naturally uncomfortable to fall on us. Everyone had to retreat temporarily and expand the encirclement by one layer. However, Peng Zhenyang took this opportunity to pinch a few spells, pointed the ice blade towards the sky, and shot away from a distance. Suddenly there was the sound of rumbling water...

(End of this chapter)