Danshen Wuzun

Chapter 111 Su Youdao Falls

The strength of these four people is at the level of spiritual warriors, comparable to Lu Wanqing's strength. One-on-one, Lu Wanqing can barely gain the upper hand. Now that the four of them are attacking at the same time, even if she has three heads and six arms, she can't stop this attack!

Feng Chen radiated golden light all over his body, and a giant statue of a god and demon with a blue face and fangs emerged from behind. This giant statue of a god and demon was as thick as a mountain, and the aura it exuded made Lu Wanqing's shoulders sink.

He shouted loudly, and punched Lu Wanqing with his fist, and the giant statue with blue face and fangs fell from the sky, suppressing Lu Wanqing.

Lu Wanqing's face was ugly, she gritted her silver teeth, the long sword exuded a chill like ice and snow, blood rained down from the sky, and instantly condensed into ice.

The blade swept across and collided with the giant ghost. The giant ghost was split into two, and most of the energy was swallowed by the cold sword light.At this time, another figure flashed, a thin and thin Daoyi Holy Land disciple showed a grim smile, his hands were clawed, covered with a layer of blood, and he grabbed Lu Wanqing's fragrant shoulders.

"Hey!"

Lu Wanqing only felt a pain in her shoulder, and three deep bone and blood marks were bubbling out. Her pretty face was snow-white, and she stepped back while covering her shoulders. Unexpectedly, another golden light flew over at this moment!
"puff!"

It was a golden arrow that pierced through the void and pierced Lu Wanqing's thigh with fiery burning power.

"Uh……"

"Sister Lu!" Su Ling'er's face was pale, her pupils suddenly dilated, and she exclaimed.

"Let's go!" Lu Wanqing gritted her teeth and shouted anxiously at Su Ling'er.

Feng Chen sneered, looked at the two daughters calmly, and said in a disdainful tone: "Hehe, go? Can you go? After today, Ling Yunzong will become the dust of history, and everyone will die! However, as long as you two are obedient, Serve me well, it doesn’t matter if I leave you alive.”

Su Ling'er broke free from the restraints, and hurriedly bent down to help Lu Wanqing up. Seeing Lu Wanqing's miserable appearance, the flame of anger in her heart was like raging waves!
She glared at Feng Chen, her eyes seemed capable of killing people, and her voice was full of hatred: "Feng Chen, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"Your life is no longer in your hands. If you want to die, I have to get tired of playing it!"

Feng Chen smiled viciously, and was about to take the two of them away, when a roar exploded in the sky like muffled thunder: "Sinister, suffer!"

Although Su Youdao has been in a thrilling duel with the great figures of the Wushuang Sect, he still pays attention to Su Ling'er with a little thought.

Seeing Su Ling'er and Lu Wanqing being persecuted by fellow disciples, his lungs were about to explode!
He roared wildly, his eyes were blood red, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and he was furious!

A strong coercion descended on the four of them, Feng Chen's legs gave way, and he almost fell to his knees.

Su Youdao was furious. He opened his big hand and slapped the four of them violently. There was a rumbling sound in the void, and his spiritual power turned into a giant palm of more than ten meters, overwhelming the sky and falling down!

"Puff puff!"

Some weak warriors were directly crushed by this coercion, Feng Chen's face changed drastically, Su Youdao was close to the existence of a sky warrior, such a big man was so angry that killing him was like killing an ant!
"Boom!"

Before the giant palm fell, the ground cracked open, and the mountain was directly smashed into powder by this blow!

The corners of Feng Chen's eyes twitched. If this slap hit him, he would definitely turn into a puddle of flesh!
"It's not that easy to miss me!" At this juncture of life and death, Feng Chen couldn't care about anything else, he took out a tattered talisman and crushed it!

A strong wind blew up, and strange energy surrounded his body. Feng Chen's body became transparent, and his palm prints were like mountains. They suppressed it and passed through his body!

This talisman is Feng Chen's most precious treasure. It is a life-saving talisman buried in the ancient ruins. It can prevent even a single blow from a sky warrior!

Seeing this, Su Youdao's eyelids twitched suddenly. He really didn't expect that Feng Chen had such a life-protecting fetish!
"Hey, Old Dog Su, if you dare to distract yourself from a duel with me, you are looking for your own death!" A sullen voice came, and Su Youdao secretly thought something was wrong, and a feeling of icy cold covered his whole body in an instant!
A bone claw suddenly protruded from the void, piercing through his lower abdomen in an instant!

In a duel between big shots, a small negligence can be fatal. Su Youdao's heart for his beloved daughter was severely injured by the elder Wu Shuangjiao!

"puff!"

A blood arrow flew from Su Youdao's mouth, and a bowl-sized blood hole appeared in his abdomen, bloody and bloody, extremely miserable!

"Father!"

Seeing this scene, Su Ling'er was stunned for an instant, and there was a dead gray color in those beautiful eyes.

"How...how could this be?!"

The elder of Wushuang Sect sneered, and a dead bone appeared behind him, wrapped in the air of death, he chased after the victory and shot at Su Youdao in an instant.

"Push!"

The dry bones pierced through Su Youdao's chest, and blood gushed out like a spring. Su Youdao stared at Su Ling'er with his mouth open.

The dry bones turned into a cage, imprisoning Su Youdao's remnant body, and plundering all its vitality!

Seeing this scene, Su Ling'er opened her eyes wide and her whole body remained motionless, as if possessed by a demon.

Her whole body exuded a chilly aura, her delicate body trembled slightly, her nails pierced her palm, her eyes wept blood, and finally turned into a mournful howl.

"what!!!"

This howling is extremely sad and heartbreaking, the voice is full of despair and silence, there is nothing to love in life!
……

In the chaotic battlefield, nine vigorous figures are galloping, these nine people are like sharp knives, forcibly cutting their way through the crowd!

Qin Xiaotian's eyes were red, and his face was covered with blood. He looked at the Lingyun Sect disciple who fell like cutting wheat, and his heart felt like a knife.

Among the dead, some had fought side by side with him, and some had criticized him behind his back, but in the blink of an eye, they became corpses on the ground.

Qin Xiaotian's heart has become a little numb. Perhaps, this is the real martial art. Human life is as cheap as a piece of grass. Every warrior climbs up by stepping on the corpses of countless people. Only a few truly monstrous people can climb to the peak of martial art.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his face was a little pale.Qin Xiaotian is indeed afraid of death, but who in the world is not afraid of death?He is not only afraid of his own death, but also the death of those close to him!
His father's pale face before his death left a deep impression on him. From that day on, he vowed to cherish his own life and live a good life. He wanted to become stronger and never looked at his side The people who die, I can't do anything!
Mingyue followed closely behind Qin Xiaotian, and another person charged in front of him. Qin Xiaotian never looked back, and a seven-colored sword light on his fingertips directly split the person into two.

He was running at a high speed while looking at the battlefield aimlessly, there were fallen warriors everywhere, rivers of blood and mountains of corpses.

Suddenly, his whole body shook violently, as if struck by a thunderbolt, his pupils constricted violently.

Su Linger? !

　While brewing a big plot, I finally got my train of thought straight...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)