super bad fairy

Chapter 123 Set fire to kill

After the Hanwuzi sword qi blasted out, it split into countless strands.

The golden needles, which looked as small as tens of thousands of ox hairs, smashed into the bodies of Bitter Bamboo and the others, and shot through the veins in their bodies, piercing the veins of the three of them, almost breaking them inch by inch, making them look like disabled people.

Before recovering from their injuries, the three of Kuzhu were paralyzed and unable to take care of themselves.

And Kumu is just a Nascent Soul, and at this time, he still took advantage of the evil. How can one know if it is not a blessing if you lose a horse, and if you succeed in a one-night love, how can you know if someone has love and death?

The seven-inch Nascent Soul, on the contrary, jumped up and down outside the formation, and was not injured by Han Wuzi's sword.

"Boy! These four juniors have condensed Taibai's essence into a sword, and there is even a trace of pure Yang in it!"

Han Wuzi's tone became decadent again, his soul was sluggish, and he stayed in Zhen Huai's dantian.

I think that Han Wuzi was also a famous figure in the world at the beginning, but now he follows Zhen Huai, but he is hurt again and again, even dealing with a few little masters in the Nascent Soul stage, he is hurt more and more, which makes Han Wuzi sincerely depressed.

Obviously, the "peerless expert" Cambrian was seriously injured again. It seems that the CUP has crashed. He wants to restart again, but he doesn't know when he will have to wait.

After all, pure Yin Qi cannot be found everywhere.

But now of the four masters in the Nascent Soul stage of the Excalibur Sect, three are paralyzed, and the remaining one is only a Nascent Soul.

Zhen Huai Lingyao's later cultivation base, with Jiuyue in his hands, even if [-]% of Kumu's strength appeared in front of him, Zhen Huai may not be defeated, and it is not known who will win the battle.If the trick "five-spice lime powder" is used, the bitter wood will undoubtedly fail.

Step by step, Zhen Huai walked out from the formation.

The Shenjianzong was shocked up and down.

Chu Fei originally thought that if the four masters of the Nascent Soul Stage fought together, they would definitely win Zhen Huai.It never occurred to him that Zhen Huai was a hard bone, and an ordinary dog ​​would never be able to chew it.

"Bitterwood!"

Zhen Huai yelled violently, and jokingly said: "My young master said that murder and arson will happen tonight, and he will definitely not break his promise!"

"Stop running wild, little bastard, watch my flying sword!"

The three flying swords that fell from the Kuzhu trio on the ground flew into the air with a swish along the formula in Kumu's hand.

These four people of the bitter generation are brothers of the same school, and the sword qigong they practice also comes from the same source. As long as Kuzhu and others don't resist, it is not a problem for Kuzhu to drive other people's flying swords.

Driving the flying sword is not a problem.

The problem is that Kumu is now a Nascent Soul, a condensed soul.

No matter how condensed the soul is, he is still a soul.

The "Tathagata Mahamudra" has the power to move mountains and fill the sea. The huge palm holds the magic weapon Nine Mountains. With a strength of one million catties, it sweeps across the air with the three flying swords that look like dragons. The sword was only a high-grade magic weapon, how could it withstand the million-jin force of the heaven-defying magic weapon Jiuyue, and it was smashed open immediately.

Zhen Huai raised his hand and sprinkled it, and it was a piece of Nine Nether Mandala dust. The magic weapon such as the flying sword is sacrificed with the mind and spirit, and the mind of the cultivator is most afraid of filthy things, such as black dog blood, female heavenly sunflower, and even Smelly socks have miraculous effects, not to mention the magic treasure, Jiuyou Mandala Dust, which is inherently evil.

"Prajna Mahamudra", full of Buddhist righteousness, is printed on the lonely soul of the bitter tree.

Chunyang melts the snow.

The Nascent Soul of Kumu began to melt from the skin, and he suddenly felt like dying.

If you want to die but can't die, you are the loneliest.

It is the most painful thing to want to die and not let you die.

The Prajna Mahamudra was changed to grasping, holding the bitter wood in his hand, just when Zhen Huai spilled the Nine Nether Mandala dust, the bitter wood was also affected by a little bit, and the evil energy directly impacted his heart and soul, so it was under the Prajna Mahamudra, He couldn't even dodge, so he obediently got caught by Zhen Huai.

"My young master wants to wear you by my side, and let you watch me destroy your Divine Sword Sect with your own eyes!"

Facing the collapsed mountains and various dilapidated buildings of the Divine Sword Sect, Zhen Huai suddenly became proud, pointed within a hundred miles, and said, "Listen up, disciples of the Divine Sword Sect. Jianzong murdered and set fire, if you die loyal to Shenjianzong, don't blame my young master for being ruthless. Just swear to the sky to break away from Shenjianzong, and this young master will forget the past."

His eyes swept across, piercing the hearts of all the disciples like needlepoints, Zhen Huai shouted: "Who is in favor? Who is against?"

Of all the cultivators in the Divine Sword Sect now, only Zhen Huai has the highest cultivation base, which is the cultivation base of Lingyao's later stage. Chu Fei, who was originally focused on scheming Zhen Huai, has already slipped away at this time, and he doesn't know where he is hiding. inside the corner.

Zhen Huai was born with a fire-type spiritual root. Although the fire-type spells cultivated fire in wood, it is still quite easy for Lingyao's later cultivation to set fire.

"Cultivation is better. Setting fire is so comfortable. If you use a lighter, whether it's natural gas or gasoline or diesel, it's not so convenient."

Zhen Huai gave a secret praise, and ignored the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who were running around, smashed down the intact halls one after another with Jiuyue Mountain, and then set them on fire.

By this time it was midnight.

The weather in the mountains, the wind comes in the middle of the night.The wind followed the fire, and in an instant, the sky was filled with thick fog, and the monstrous flames shot up into the sky, which was really beautiful.

Compared with Hollywood blockbusters, it has a more charm.

The Excalibur Sect is also a thousand-year-old sect, and the houses and halls are fairly grand, usually tens of feet in height. They are also high-rise buildings in the river crab society, but they were burned by Zhen Huai.

When the fire was at its peak, Zhen Huai casually threw the Kumu Yuanying into the fire, and said: "My young master never breaks his promise, saying that killing people and setting fire tonight will not save your life!"

Since the fire was set on fire, if it does not kill people, it will be a disaster.

The clothes on his upper body were torn, and his body was covered in blood. Zhen Huai looked extremely hideous in Kumu's last eyes.

He already quite understood Xiang Yu's feelings of "carrying the handle" and burning Afang Palace back then, and this fire swept away the sullen feeling in Zhen Huai's heart.

In a good mood, the so-called warm and thoughtful, immediately thought of Sister Shenjian.

Stepping on the Shikong Broken Sword, Zhen Huai looked a bit like an immortal real person, and flew towards the direction agreed with Qingxue real person.

At first glance, it also looks like a fairy. At this time, Zhen Huai had already changed his clothes, and used the essence of Yuehua to straighten out his injuries. He was dressed in white clothes, and no one would recognize that this person just passed away. He did murder and arson.

The fire dances, jumps, calls, and mourns.

Daoist Aojian flew from the north, and there was a huge fire in front of him. He passed Zhen Huai by just a thin line, and seeing the fire in front of him, he grabbed a disciple who was hiding outside the fire. After asking, he found out It was a good deed done by Zhen Huai, a disciple of the Tiangang Sect who had chased him for nearly ten thousand miles.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Master Aojian screamed wildly.

Chu Fei came from the shadows. He had cultivated his ability to perceive words and emotions well. He asked nah, "Old Ancestor, are you alright?"

"Am I okay?"

Master Aojian said angrily: "Of course my ancestor has something to do, my heart and lungs are about to explode, how can I be all right?"

(End of this chapter)