I said Dongli in adversity

Chapter 158 Heavy rain begins
Outside Beichen Imperial City, Beichen Yin, who was seriously injured, wanted to kill the Holy Trace. Looking at the familiar sword and familiar person in front of him, the Holy Trace's eyes narrowed slightly.

If he had a choice, he really didn't want to fight Quezhou Yifandu, and no one wanted to face a completely unfamiliar opponent.

But after joining the Xenoverse, he always needs to show his value.

You can't retreat as soon as you see a missing boat, and you can't use it again and again for the same reason.

"It seems that Shengzong and the master are quite destined."

"Yes, Quezhou thinks the same way."

"In this case, could you please take the liberty of asking Master for a convenience?" Sheng Zong said with a gentle look on his face.

"Amitabha, since Quezhou is here, the donor should know that Quezhou cannot provide this convenience." Quezhou crossed the road with a sail.

"It's a pity that Shengzong is really unwilling to be an enemy of the master." Shengzong sighed.

"That's not impossible."

"Oh?" Sheng Zong's eyes flashed, "I wonder if Master has any good ideas?"

"Please ask the donor to commit suicide." Quezhou Yifandu said softly with a calm expression.

"what."

Shengzong smiled indifferently, with a cold look on his face, and said, "Master, are you just entertaining me?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? When Quezhou talks, he never talks in a joking way."

"That holy trace can only offend!"

With an offended sound, the holy trace moved instantly, the pure holy energy rose up on the Wuyi sword, and the sword cut through the air.

Manjusri responded with a resounding sound, and the sword light swayed in all directions. In the first confrontation, Shengzong felt unspeakable pressure, but when he saw his opponent's movements, the light was flowing, like a god coming to the world.

When did the Buddhist Sect in Misery have such a master...

With a sudden shock, the two swords collided again. Knowing that there was a gap between the foundation and the opponent, the Holy Trace Sword turned around, took strange steps, and transformed into a flowing shadow. The Wuyi Sword no longer fought head-on, but moved away at the touch of the sword, shining at extremely high speeds. .

"If that's all, the donor may not be enough."

Que Zhou swung his sword away from Sheng Zong's offensive, and then used his palm force again, directly hitting Sheng Zong's heart.

"Uh!"

The palm came, and there was no way to avoid it. The corners of the holy trace's mouth turned red, but he ignored it, and the sword turned coldly and killed everyone, breaking the sky and breaking the mountains.

"The heavens respect the living beings!"

Quezhou Yifandu looked calm and composed, raised his sword to the extreme, and the Buddha's light flourished, condensed into one, and passed through the air.

The swords collided with each other, and the aftermath was overwhelming. Shengzong retreated dozens of steps, and blood continued to flow from the hand holding the sword. His eyes were full of shock when he looked at Quezhou Yifandu.

He overestimated the cultivation level of the Buddha in front of him as much as possible, but Quezhou Yifandu's performance was even higher than he expected.

"The discussion ends here." After Yi Jian defeated the Holy Trace, Quezhou Yifandu did not pursue it again. Manjusri returned to her sheath. Quezhou slid back to Beichenyin and picked up Beichenyin. .

"Donor of the Holy Trace, don't be impatient. If you do many unjust things, someone will take your life away. Please."

After that, he took Beichen Yinhuaguang and left.

The only one left behind was Sheng Zong, who was frowning and saw Quezhou Yifandu and Beichen Yin leaving. Sheng Zong then left for Beichen Imperial City.

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"Thank you... thank you, Master... for saving me." In the woods, Bei Chenyin said weakly, relying on Quezhou Yifandu's energy to suppress his injuries.

"Beichen Yin has another unkind request. I beg you, master, to send me back to Beichen Imperial City."

Being in a high position, Beichen Yin is not such an ignorant person.

If an ordinary person sees that there is no boat and no sail to cross, they will definitely regard it as a life-saving straw in such a situation.

But Beichenyin just made a request that was easy for the other party.Quezhou Yifandu shook his head and sighed: "Now, even if you go back, you can't do anything."

Today's Beichen Yin, not to mention fighting, even has difficulty standing tight, and going to the imperial city will just add another head.

"I know, but now that Yuanhuang is facing a powerful enemy, how can I, how can I just survive." Beichen Yin kept breathing, "I beg you, master, to help me. If there is an afterlife, Beichen Yin will definitely repay master's kindness. "

Quezhou Yifandu sighed when he heard this, and took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve: "This elixir is called Tan Hua Yi Xian. It was modified by a friend of mine based on the medicine master Mu Shaoai's drunken dream. Take this pill." Dan, you will be able to quickly recover as before, but you will only have one hour left to live."

"And depending on the severity of your injury, if you are willing to let it go and seek treatment from a famous doctor, you should have no worries about saving your life."

Bei Chenyin didn't listen to the second half of the words at all. The moment the flash in the pan appeared, Bei Chenyin's eyes shone brightly.

"One hour is enough!"

Beichen Yin said resolutely, "Master, please send me to the gate of the imperial city."

It is only one step away from the imperial city, and such a request is just to save the efficacy of the short-lived medicine as much as possible.

"What Bai Yuheng said when he was ranking you that day really didn't come to fruition at all." Quezhou Yifandu said helplessly, shaking his head.

When Beichen Yin heard this, he was startled for a moment.

Of course he knew what Quezhou Yifandu was talking about.

"Master, do you recognize Mr. Bai?" Bei Chenyin asked tentatively.

Quezhou Yifandu nodded, "Who doesn't know the name of Ping An Sword Immortal?"

Hearing this, Beichenyin quickly asked: "Where is Mr. Bai?"

"He is no longer in a difficult situation now."

Not in a miserable state...

Bei Chenyin's original mood cooled down and he shook his head, "Sorry, it was Bei Chenyin who lost his composure."

"It's okay." Quezhou Yifandu helped Beichen Yin up and headed towards Beichen Imperial City.

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Beichen Imperial City, within the palace, three gatekeepers, from three directions, set foot on this Beichen Dynasty's last line of defense.

"She Sheng, you're a little late." Yuan Huo Tianhuang said as he looked at the figure carrying the halberd.

"Can't kill, it's really troublesome." Shesheng boy responded.

On the side, the gatekeeper Shen Wudao silently revealed his weapon when he saw Carnival.

The three gatekeepers faced their final battle today, and on top of the ten thousand steps of the palace, there was a figure in imperial robes, Beichen Yuanhuang.

Beside him were the only remaining members of the Imperial Guard, led by Dujiang Xiu and two guard commanders, guarding Beichen Yuanhuang.

In addition, there is another person standing on one side, gently waving a feather fan, with a face like a crown of jade. It is Yu Jiefei, the Taifu of the Beichen Dynasty.

Yuan Huo Tianhuang swept across the stairs, and the fighting power of the Beichen Dynasty shook his head, "It's so weak that it's not interesting."

"Pardon me, I haven't broken the curse yet, so I stepped aside and left Kuanghua and me here."

The Shesheng boy nodded and led the wolf beast to the side.

"Did King Tianxi, the Great Emperor, Boying, Zhongyuan and the others all die in the battle?"

Looking at the three figures under the steps, Beichen Yuanhuang murmured to himself.

As he spoke, Beichen Yuanhuang had already drawn the sword from his waist, "Teacher, please."

The Beichen Dynasty's last resort is now!
At this moment, there was a muffled thunder, and heavy rain fell from the sky. The jade feather fan shook, and the formation patterns imprinted on the ground appeared instantly.

"Sir, take the lead!"

(End of this chapter)