Taishang Immortal Brigade

Chapter 101 Sword Cultivator Comes to Aid
Bao Weigong's screams of pain gradually weakened, and Ma Tengkong's face had a confident expression, as if Bao Weigong would transform into a demon monk at the next moment, and he would not be surprised when he stood up and called him brother and brother.

Bao Weigong suddenly stopped struggling, and opened his eyes. In the dark eyes, there was a calm and rational gaze. He said slowly in a hoarse voice, "Cultivators have the dignity of cultivators. Old Hu would rather die than be a demon." running dog."

After finishing speaking, Bao Weigong stood up. At that moment, although he was full of demonic energy, hideous figure, and ugly appearance, the aura exuding from his body was majestic and upright. He pulled out a fireball from his bun. The small red sword pierced into the chest at lightning speed.

"Explosive Sword." Ma Tengkong cried out in a daze. That's right, this is the Explosive Sword among the sword weapons. Once it stabs anything, it will explode violently. Zhu Cangsheng used the Explosive Sword on Tianqiang Peak that day , but the explosive sword that Bao Weigong took out right now is many times more powerful.

I saw that most of Bao Weigong's body had been demonized, and the Explosive Sword was inserted into it effortlessly. Bao Weigong was so fierce that he was afraid that the Explosive Sword would not be inserted into his heart, so he even slapped the hilt into his chest, and then Bao Weigong Weigong barely showed a bright smile, and the explosive sword exploded violently, blasting Bao Weigong's chest, and Bao Weigong's body was broken up to his chest.

"Great Elder." Some law enforcement elders with remnants of reason cried out in pain when they saw Bao Weigong's tragic death. They immediately responded to Bao Weigong's footsteps, took out powerful magic weapons, and killed themselves one after another.

Once again, rivers of blood flowed on the Zhanxian Terrace. Six people below Bao Weigong, the great elder of the Law Enforcing Hall, committed suicide by relying on their remaining sanity. To live as a sorcerer.

Ma Tengkong looked at Bao Weigong's lifeless body, and was speechless for a long time. When he spoke again, his tone became much more solemn, "Bao Weigong, although I despise you, but now I have to say, You look like a dead man, I, Ma Tengkong, admire you."

Then Ma Tengkong turned around and looked at the seven apostles behind him and the five law enforcement elders who had just become demons. Some of the law enforcement elders had just become demons, and some of them were not used to their new bodies. They moved their hands and feet slowly, and some of them lost their mind After recovering, he just stared blankly at Ma Tengkong, but the devilish energy on his body was extremely strong.

The few elders who were first demonized were not deep in cultivation, because they were only at the early stage of Jindan, they could not resist for a long time, and they were quickly demonized. After the demonization was completed, their strength was enhanced. Ma Tengkong's men There are five more middle-stage golden core magic monks.Now that they are all their own people, the apostles of the demonic way distributed some magical weapons for the demonized law enforcement elders to use.

A demon apostle stood up and said to Ma Tengkong, "Devil Lord, these people have been demonized. As our Demon Lord, you can immediately accept their allegiance."

Ma Tengkong waved his hand, "No rush, we are in the enemy camp right now, it's more important to protect ourselves first."

The demonic apostle said, "The demon god's power is lowered, we are demonic monks, and we are invincible in magic. Demon Lord, we can kill all the way, demonize all the people, and turn the Sifang Xianzong into the territory of the demonic monks."

Ma Tengkong smiled and scolded, "Stupid, you don't know the true strength of the Sifang Immortal Sect, so you say such arrogant words. I don't blame you. Just say today, we can demonize twelve Golden Core cultivators at once. Or, it is also because they do not understand the characteristics of magic energy, if they are prepared, we will not be able to win so easily."

Xia He and other disciples are afraid that after Ma Tengkong wins, he will kill all the way to the Sifang Xianzong. In that case, they, the disciples who bear the brunt of the brunt, will be in trouble. The cultivation base of these low-level disciples is not to contribute but to die.

Now hearing that Ma Tengkong wanted to leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it would be good if these gods of plague left early, so as not to embarrass themselves as little disciples, who were obviously not strong enough, and had to shoulder the arduous mission of eliminating demons and defending the way. .

Unexpectedly, the demon apostle on the Xianxian stage made a suggestion to Bao Weigong that made them tremble, "Devil Lord, even if we want to withdraw, we must try our best to improve our strength. There are so many disciples in the audience, we just need to spend a little time to get rid of them." They demonized, there must be a lot of magic golden elixir, and we will have a foothold in the future."

Ma Tengkong frowned, stretched out his hand to support his chin, as if he was seriously considering this suggestion, Xia He looked at Ma Tengkong's lips, afraid that he would spit out words that would make his disciples despair, so he clenched the restraining plate tightly, and now he set a The restriction has the power to resist the blow of Jindan Daoist, but if more than two Jindan Daoist attack at the same time, they can't resist it. I can only pray that no one will pay attention to their group.

"Bold, how dare you kill the law enforcement elders on the Zhanxiantai." There was a roar from outside the sky, the monks of the magic way and the disciples in the audience raised their heads and looked at the source of the sound. Covering the blue sky without light, the brilliant sword energy tore apart the dark clouds in the sky, and cast a large swath of sunlight. The disciples who raised their heads were illuminated by the dazzling sunlight and narrowed their eyes at the same time.

Ma Tengkong looked at the immortal cultivator who controlled the sword light with a solemn expression, and muttered to himself, "It's those crazy sword cultivators from the Seventh War Department. This is troublesome. When did they transfer back to Sifang Xianzong? Isn't Yuxiu fighting for life and death in Roaring Valley and Tumu Tianbao right now?"

The sword cultivator's escape speed was extremely fast, and before he could finish speaking, he flew to the top of the Immortal Slashing Platform. The sword light slowly disappeared, revealing four sword cultivators with stern expressions. Without exception, they were all wearing tight-fitting green robes, exuding fierce Standing in the void above the high sky, looking down proudly, seeing all the demon cultivators on the Slashing Immortal Platform as humble dogs.

"Everyone from the same sect, I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss it." Ma Tengkong took control of the endless demonic energy around him, soared into the air, and hovered opposite the four sword repairmen, "Who would have thought that fighting on the battlefield in the past would be so difficult today?" Raise your swords toward each other."

Wearing a dark green robe as the head of Jianxiu, he shouted loudly, "Evil heretics, stop talking nonsense. I am here today to kill the evil, not to reminisce about the old days. Ma Tengkong, you are a traitor and fled first. Then he degenerated into a demon and harmed the law enforcement elders and the others, any crime is enough to cut you to pieces and die without a whole body."

Ma Tengkong glanced at the four sword cultivators, and asked suspiciously, "Why are there only four of you? Even though sword cultivators are strong, they can't fight ten against one. I now have thirteen magical golden pills, so why don't you four come here?" Do you want to die?"

The leading sword cultivator raised his slender eyebrows, his eyes widened with anger, and the sword energy on his body surged, "You demon lackeys can only do tricks. In terms of cultivation strength, how can you compare with us? The number one sword cultivator, the one who is sensible, will be captured without a fight, and we can still let you die quickly."

Ma Tengkong nodded in agreement, "Sword cultivators have always killed people with one knife and two. You kneel down and beg for the pain of death?"

The three sword cultivators on the side may not be as high as the leader, and their green robes are light-colored. One of them couldn't help but shouted, "Senior brother, don't talk to him too much, for such a lackey of the devil way , kill with one sword, what's the point?"

The leading sword cultivator nodded, "It should be so. I just got a demonic barrier just now, so I will talk nonsense with this lackey of the demonic way." After speaking, there was an extra long sword in his hand. , drawing countless lines of death in the sky, and spreading them down densely.

The knowledgeable disciples saw that Jianxiu's unique swordsmanship was a forest of swords. On Tianqiang Peak that day, Luo Wusheng fought against Xia He, but Xia He tried his best to break it. He made the same move, but his heart was full of despair, knowing that he had underestimated his swordsmanship, and Jindan Daoist made this move, and he couldn't take it no matter what.

The sword edge fluttered and scattered, and flew towards the bottom of Zhanxiantai. The disciples realized that something was wrong. The violent storm-like Jianfeng Forest included the area above and below Zhanxiantai. That is to say, the sword cultivator's attack would be there Everyone in is included.

"Indiscriminate attack." Xia He looked at the dazzling sword edge in the sky, and muttered to himself as if in a daze, "These sword cultivators have cold brows and cold eyes, even their hearts and blood are cold. Cultivator, he doesn't even care about his own disciples."

Dugu Xiahou didn't bother to answer, he had already held his hammer and nails in his hands, his body flashed, a set of bright battle armor was already on his body, he stared nervously at the sword edge falling from the sky, squinted, and found Xia He looked at his armor suspiciously, and explained, "This armor was refined by Gong Langxie, and it was sold to me at a friendly price."

Xia He nodded understandingly. Gong Langxie was quite talented in making utensils and drawing talismans. He was the most outstanding elite disciple on the North Dao Peak. It might be difficult for ordinary disciples to refine such a large piece of battle armor, but for Gong Langxie In other words, it was just a blink of an eye, and Dugu Xiahou had always been on good terms with him, so it would be no problem to buy the battle armor at the cost price.

Zhu Cangsheng and Ning Bufan, influenced by Dao Dugu Xiahou, also sacrificed their magical weapons. Although they knew that their own strength was insignificant in front of Jindan swordsman, they didn't care so much for the sake of peace of mind.

Xia He didn't move. He was absolutely confident in the restrictions he set. The superposition of the six restrictions added all the powers into one piece, and it also had the bonus effect of the restriction plate. It was still useless to deal with Jindan Daoist's blow. The problem is, the blades of the sword cultivated by the sword cultivator spread their attacks around the Zhanxiantai, and none of them fell on top of them. Xia He is absolutely confident that they, who are hiding in the restriction, can escape safely. This wave of attacks.

The sword's edge is full of splendor and fluttering, the wind leaves no trace, the light leaves no shadow, the sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon are dimmed, the eyesight is hard to reach, and it arrives in a blink of an eye. There was a clanging sound on the Zhanxian platform, and the soft ground below the platform was splashed with dirt and grass roots, leaving vertical and horizontal ravines.

(End of this chapter)