My husband is born again

Chapter 1270 Too shameless!
Bishang felt a little at ease, but the darkness in front of her eyes terrified her.

She could only hug Shang Qing tightly, not daring to let go of him.

Supernatant is not good at pushing her away.

In this way, Shangqing's actions were restricted, and Ruan Ling got some breathing room to concentrate on dealing with Yuqing.

Ruan Ling is in a very bad condition now.

She could no longer suppress the injury in her left arm.

The wound caused by the dragon blade cannot be healed in time, and the pill she ate alone cannot last long.

Once the wound collapses again, she will lose most of her fighting power.

"Empress Ming, I don't want to kill you yet. If you persist, you will only be injured more severely." Yuqing pulled the corners of her lips, and walked towards her step by step, "It's better to arrest her without a fight, and you will suffer less. Your The arm was injured by the dragon blade, if it is not treated in time, it will be useless."

"Bah! You two have time to talk, why don't you hurry up and wash your necks and wait for death!"

Ruan Ling drew out the evil sword, and the cyan lotus fire wrapped around the sword.

Now she only hopes that the evil sword tempered by the lotus fire can temporarily withstand some Kunwu swords.

However, the Kunwu Sword is the third-ranked prehistoric artifact after all.

The evil spirit sword resisted less than ten hits, and with a click, a crack appeared on the sword body.

Ruan Ling also spit out a mouthful of blood.

She fell to the ground in a state of distress, her long black hair was also stained with blood, sticking sticky to her face, making her white face look a little scary.

Yuqing hooked Gouchun and stepped forward holding the Kyushu tripod, trying to take her in.

At this moment, a handful of Buddha dust flew over and hit the Kyushu tripod with a loud bang.

The Kyushu tripod was released, and Yuqing's tiger's mouth went numb from the shock.

Surprised, Yuqing looked in the direction where Fochen came.

An old man with white beard and hair came staggeringly, panting and shouted, "Yuqing, you shameless old man, you two joined hands to bully my apprentice!"

Seeing that it was him, Yuqing couldn't help frowning: "Master, you'd better not meddle in other people's business."

"Business?" Taishang Laojun shouted, "She is my disciple, and I am her master. I have to take care of her affairs!"

He walked up to Ruan Ling, only to realize that she was not wearing a red dress at all, but a white dress stained red with blood!
The old gentleman was dizzy for a while.

"It's shameless, it's shameless!" He scolded endlessly, "You two old bastards, how many years have you lived together? Bullying a little girl? Dare you try to touch her again, I will Fight with you!"

Laojun is a super genius in alchemy and weapon refining, but because he is too obsessed with these things, his own cultivation is not particularly high.

Although it is also at the Golden Immortal level, it certainly cannot be compared with a saint like Sanqing.

He took out a small fan.

It's just that the fan he used to fan the fire when he was alchemy has a famous name in the legend-the plantain fan.

The plantain fan is not a magic weapon he refined, but a spiritual treasure conceived by heaven and earth.

There are only two in the Three Realms.

Laojun usually uses it for alchemy, and rarely uses it for fighting.

He held the fan and slapped it vigorously towards Yuqing and Shangqing.

The wind is raging.

Yuqing and Shangqing are very knowledgeable, but they are not afraid at all.This wind can only fascinate the eyes for a while, but it can't shake them at all.

"Old gentleman, you'd better be able to distinguish the enemy from us." Yuqing was a little annoyed, "You are from the heavens, how dare you help the underworld?"

(End of this chapter)