School flower's bodyguard

Chapter 160
"Sword madness is indeed a sword madness! How can the mere blood demon old man be his opponent?"

"That's right! The Twelve Swords of Breaking the Army created by Senior Jiandian is unparalleled in the world! Invincible in the world!"

Many righteous people cheered, and some even started to dance. For them, the person "Sword Madness" or just the title is no different from a legendary existence.

At this time, it is only natural to defeat the blood demon old man, because the word "sword insanity" is enough to explain a lot of problems. The former master of Shushan, who once turned the tide by himself, defeated a mere blood demon The old man is not a problem at all.

However, when all the light disappeared and the figure of the little goat reappeared in front of everyone's eyes, everyone couldn't help but fell silent again.

At this moment, the little goat was in a state of embarrassment and was covered in scars. How could he look like a winner?

"This……"

The previous excitement and cheers quickly turned into astonishment and disbelief. Sometimes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The "Sword Madness" who was originally given high hopes by everyone has not satisfied everyone's expectations for him at this moment. fantasy of invincibility.

"It's so difficult that the years are ruthless, even the outstanding people are completely old, and they are no longer as brave as they used to be?"

"Lian Po is old, and heroes are late..."

Although it is difficult for everyone to accept this, they have to admit that this is the fact that the unrivaled man of the past is indeed old, and he is no longer the unrivaled figure who could make a fortune by himself.

At this time, he was no longer even an inconspicuous young man in his eyes. Although he won the swordsmanship competition, it was only a miserable victory. The gap in realm is not in moves and skills. It can be made up for, even if the "Twelve Swords of Breaking the Army" is exquisite and unparalleled, breaking the bloodthirsty sword of the blood demon old man, but everyone knows that the final victory may still belong to the blood demon old man. He was seriously injured, but the injury on Senior Jiandian's body seems to be even worse...

"Master..."

Xiao Song wept, his face was full of worry, and he finally admitted from the bottom of his heart to this "cheap" master who killed him halfway.

"Hey... brat, are you finally willing to call me master sincerely?"

The little goat laughed heartily, although weak, but full of relief.

"Master, go away! Leave me alone, I can handle it!"

Xiao Song was in a panic, roared up to the sky, and wanted to rush forward to fight on behalf of his master, but he was tightly bound by the purple-gold original Dao force, unable to break free at all, he could only loudly persuade the little goat to leave here quickly.

"What! That young man is actually a disciple of Senior Jiandian?"

As soon as Xiao Song's words came out, the crowd immediately aroused heated discussions. No wonder Jian Duan knew that he was no longer what he used to be, and no matter how difficult it was to match his former formidable opponent, he still stood up. So this young man was actually his apprentice?
"Hey, it really is the master-student love, don't worry, take me to solve your dead ghost master, it's your turn soon!"

The old blood demon smiled grimly.

"Hmph! It's up to you? Even if my realm has slipped badly, it's still more than enough to deal with you little bug!"

The little goat sneered, swept the long sword in his hand, and used the second sword among the twelve swords of Pojun. Just now, he had broken the bloodthirsty sword of the blood demon old man just now, and To injure it, the power of this second sword naturally doesn't need much.

It's just that with his current cultivation base and true energy, he can barely activate the second form, and the third and fourth forms that follow are absolutely impossible.

Although the Twelve Swords of Pojun are amazingly powerful, the amount of true energy they need to stimulate is equally astonishing. Even in his heyday, he could only activate the eighth form, but at that time he was already Du The peak of the catastrophe!
Now it is not easy to be able to urge the second form with a cultivation level that is less than the stage of refining the gods.

"kill!"

The face of the blood demon old man changed drastically, and the bloodthirsty demon knife in his hand was swayed to the extreme state. The blood-red sword lights continued to bloom, and they wrapped him tightly, breaking the army with twelve swords, mighty He is extremely domineering, he has heard the reputation of this sword technique as early as tens of hundreds of years ago, but the old blood demon back then was not qualified to let Jiandian use this style. The big boat capsized in the gutter.

bang...

Another brilliant brilliance lit up, and the two fought in one place again, but this time the confrontation did not last as long as last time, only the first round of collision, the blood demon old man flew upside down again He went out, coughing up blood.

Looking at his chest again, there was already a terrifying sword wound, and he could even vaguely see the white bones inside through the wound.

"laugh……"

However, the little goat also flew upside down this time, coughing up blood, and an unprecedented sense of weakness almost made him unable to stand still...

"master!"

Xiao Song roared loudly, the Buddhist golden core that had just been condensed in his body couldn't help shaking violently, it actually forced him to break the restraint of Zijin's original Dao power, and rushed to the little goat's side, suddenly A wave of original power was pulled, and it was instilled directly into the kid's body.

"You are crazy! This is your Dao fruit! Absorb it quickly!"

How could the little goat want it, and forced it away, but it was the following that pushed Xiao Song back into the restraining range of Zijin's original power. Xiao Song, who had finally managed to break free, was bound again on the spot.

But the little goat's push consumed the only trace of true energy in his body, and he staggered on the spot, and fell limp to the ground.

"Stinky boy! If you don't quickly absorb these original powers, we, master and apprentice, will really have to confess here!"

At the same time, the voice of the little goat resounded directly in Xiao Song's mind. The meaning of the little goat couldn't be more obvious. He wants to delay time so that Xiao Song can quickly absorb these original powers completely, and then master The two disciples ran together.

"Okay~!"

Xiao Song woke up with a start, and without talking nonsense, he quickly absorbed the original Dao power around him with all his strength. If ordinary people crossed the catastrophe, they would definitely not have so much original Dao power. Dao power is directly proportional to the size of the thunder calamity. I'm afraid that it will be absorbed in less than a few seconds, but Xiao Song is very special. The thunder calamity he encountered just now is almost ten times that of ordinary practitioners of the same realm, so the original power he gained is also quite terrifying.

"call……"

The golden elixir in the body circulated rapidly, almost forming a vortex in Xiao Song's body at once, which pulled some original powers and quickly merged into Xiao Song's limbs and bones.

"Hmph! In front of me, you don't have any chance!"

The life of the Old Gorefiend was hard enough. Although such a terrible wound on his chest had caused him severe injuries, it was not fatal. At this time, he got up from the ground again and walked directly towards the little goat.

The bloodthirsty demon knife in his hand was shining brightly, and he was about to slash at the kid with anger!

"Amitabha... this fellow Taoist, your demonic obstacles are too heavy, no good, no good..."

However, at this moment, a golden light suddenly lit up in front of the little goat, and an old monk who was over fifty years old suddenly appeared here, and a string of rosary flew out of his hand, which shocked the blood demon old man back on the spot go back.

"Ah! Master Yiyuan!"

The sudden appearance of the old monk moved Xiao Song to tears. The old monk Yiyuan came so timely!When he saw him at this time, a big stone in Xiao Song's heart could not help but fell to the bottom of his heart instantly, just like a drowning man who was about to be drowned, but suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Monk! You have to meddle in your own business!"

The blood demon old man's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help saying angrily.

"Amitabha……"

Yi Yuan didn't answer at all, just said the Buddha's name, swept the rosary in his hand, and the blood demon old man was suppressed and fell to his knees on the spot on the spot.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away..."

With a look of pity on Yi Yuan's face, with a wave of his big hand, a palm knife fell directly on the head of the blood demon old man, but it was not to take his life, but to cut off his white hair all at once. In just an instant, the bloody old man with white hair like snow had been shaved bald.

"Haha... old devil, you have today too!"

Xiao Song laughed wildly, and while taking this opportunity to think about how to gain power, he couldn't help shouting sarcastically.

"Bastard!"

The old Gorefiend was furious. As a great demon who had cultivated for more than 100 years, how had he ever suffered such humiliation, to have his head shaved bald in front of so many people!
The ink-like demonic energy kept gushing out, and the blood demon old man struggled desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of the monk Yiyuan, but the string of rosary beads hovering in mid-air firmly suppressed him like a chain. In the same place, no matter how he breaks free, he can't break free.

At the same time, Yi Yuan had already started to read the "Sutra of Saving Human Beings" in order to save the blood demon old man on the spot. Unlike the Japanese ninja, this blood demon old man's morality was much higher than that of the Japanese ninja. , so even if it is far away, you have to be careful.

"Master, you have passed..."

Suddenly, another light and shadow appeared on Heifeng Mountain, an old man with white hair and thick eyebrows looked at Yi Yuan with neither sadness nor joy, and sighed.

"This fellow Daoist..."

Even Yi Yuan frowned, the first time this person appeared, he put pressure on Monk Yi Yuan, the cultivation level of the other party was by no means lower than his own!
This was the first judgment that Yi Yuan made in his heart!

"Are you also here to compete for this young man's Dao fruit?"

Yi Yuan frowned tightly, staring at the person who came and asked word by word.

"No, I'm here for him. As long as you hand him over to me, this devil will be at your disposal."

It can be seen that the visitor is also very jealous of Yi Yuan, pointing to the little goat behind Yi Yuan who barely stood up just now with a smile on his face, and said.

(End of this chapter)