Ice Flame God of War

Chapter 113 Joint Counterattack
Wu Zheng, who was standing opposite, still had a cold expression on his face. He was not shaken by Leng Ao's sword intent at all, but he was still shocked by Leng Ao's sword intent, and his murderous intent became even stronger.

A strange palm print appeared, and Wu Zheng moved one hand, a bright light emanated from the palm, and then he grabbed at the sharp sword light, revealing the strength of Yao Guangjing.

"Humph!"

Seeing Wu Zheng's disdain for him, Leng Ao let out a cold snort, the sword intent became stronger, the light from the long sword suddenly became stronger, one pressed down, and the other grabbed the long sword.

"Dragon Catcher!"

Wu Zheng shouted angrily suddenly, and the palm print turned into a flying dragon, then let out a roar, and bombarded Jianguang.

Seeing the appearance of the flying dragon, many people watching around gave out shocking voices. They have actually reached the transformation of Gang Qi, which requires the support of powerful Gang Qi. This Wu Zheng has reached the peak of Yaoguang Realm, otherwise how could he evolve? It's close to a normal flying dragon.

The golden flying dragon let out a roar. It was a foot long. Although it was still in its infancy, its power should not be underestimated. It opened its fangs, stretched out its claws, and fiercely bombarded Leng Ao's long sword.

"jump!"

Suddenly, a colorful ripple scattered around, like a ribbon, scattered in all directions, a colorful light curtain appeared on the entire platform, and then a figure was blown away from the light curtain.

Leng Ao fell down the ring, the blood in his mouth slid down the white shirt on his chest along the corner of his mouth, like plum blossoms in full bloom, very brilliant, with his long sword hanging down, it seems that the gap between the two is not just a star, but very big , and was sent flying with one palm.

Feeling the ups and downs of his chest, Leng Ao raised his long sword again, preparing for a new round of attack, the fierce sword intent still permeated, the whole body was surrounded by a strong sword intent, the surrounding air began to roll, the long sword slanted, Like an antelope hanging horns, there is no trace to be found.

Seeing Leng Ao's sword style, many people were moved. This kid is so young, but he has practiced swordsmanship to such an extent. Even Wu Zheng's face was a little moved, and his murderous intent became stronger, and he became more murderous. Dead Lengao's determination, if this kid doesn't die, he will definitely be a formidable enemy in the future.

At this moment, all the remaining Gang Qi was mobilized, and Leng Ao actually made an aura of death, this is his usual style, no matter facing any opponent, he will never hide his strength, and he will always show his lore. Potential.

A gust of wind appeared, blowing away the cold and proud long hair, and the whole person stood there, like a sword holding up the sky, standing proudly in the sky, his body was straight, the sword moved, and the person moved.

A sense of desolation filled the air instantly, and the feeling of hurt infected everyone. Leng Ao moved, and even the man with the long sword turned into a one-word sword, like a shooting star, the whole person floated in the air, and the tip of the sword pointed at Wu Zheng. There were sparks in the generated air waves, this was the friction of the air, one could imagine how fast Leng Ao's long sword was.

Seeing the cold and proud long sword approaching him, Wu Zheng's body trembled, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura, like a rhinoceros that suddenly exploded. Ling Kong pressed down, wanting to send Leng Ao flying again.

A rainbow [-]-layer is not enough to use all its strength, and it is not enough to take out its own weapons, so if you want to fly Lengao with one palm, the honor and disgrace of a second-level killer cannot be tarnished.

The sword did not turn back, and the cold and arrogant aura infected everyone, but this student who had comprehended the way of swords was called a genius disciple, and he was about to fall here at this time. Many people showed regret, but this is the Palace of Killers, with cruel companions to kill.

A dignified look appeared, Wu Zheng seemed to have underestimated Leng Ao's potential, this sword might not be able to catch even a low-level fluctuating light, and he would even be cut open by this sword, Wu Zheng crossed his hands, and a big seal soared to the sky Then appeared.

A big seal appeared afterward. This was his spiritual weapon, Fang Tianyin. He did not expect to take it out. This made everyone underestimate Leng Ao's strength even more. It can force the peak of the Yaoguang Realm to use spiritual weapons. Leng Ao is definitely the number one indivual.

The spirit soldier flew away, forming various handprints on both hands, and then the big seal radiated a radiant light, the dazzling light made everyone unable to open their eyes.

Suddenly, the great seal and the long sword bombarded together again, and the two spiritual soldiers collided together.

"boom!"

At the moment when Qiao Luo arrived, there was another strong shock, and the sound of a strong explosion shattered the entire platform, boulders began to slide down, and Leng Ao's body was sent flying again, but Wu Zheng's expression changed, Seeing a small sword wound left on his chest, a strong murderous intent rushed over again.

Leng Ao's sword energy still hit his body, but it was not serious, it was just scratched by the sword energy, but this is also a great shame to the second-level killer.

Leng Ao's body was still flying upside down, turning into an arc, and was about to fall far away, but at this moment, a figure just landed there, grabbed Leng Ao's body with both hands, and then a green The pill was put into Leng Ao's mouth.

"It's really a good skill. A second-level peak killer who shot a new disciple is really worthy of your title."

Qiao Luo looked gloomy, and put Leng Ao's body down, Kun Ran immediately supported Leng Ao's body, swallowed Qiao Luo's elixir, and Leng Ao's pale face looked better.

"You are Jolo?"

Wu Zheng seemed to know Qiao Luo, and recognized him immediately the moment Qiao Luo appeared.

"Thanks to you, I am Qiao Luo. I didn't expect there to be a new disciple who joined me as a second-level peak killer. This is my glory, or it shows that your second-level killer is low-level."

Qiao Luo hit him hard with a contemptuous tone.

As soon as these words came out, it attracted the sympathy of many new disciples. They have been trembling every day for the past few months, for fear of offending a certain disciple and being killed inexplicably. At this time, the appearance of Qiao Luo and Leng Ao Many new disciples are very supportive.

"court death!"

Hearing Qiao Luo's ridicule, Wu Zheng turned pale.

"Do you want to kill me? Try it yourself, do you really think you can kill all our new disciples by yourself? You are a second-level killer, but we are not ants, let you kill, here today With so many new disciples here, don’t tell me you’re going to kill them all at once, when did the second-level killer of the Assassin’s Palace have such great power.”

Qiao Luo brought the topic of the two parties to the conflict between the old disciples and the new disciples. After all, this conflict has existed since the establishment of the Assassin Palace. The second-level killers kill people when they disagree. Every year, how many new disciples die in the palace. In their hands, Qiao Luo's words resonated again.

"That's right, we are all new disciples. Are you going to kill us all? Don't think that you are a second-level disciple. You are not a new disciple."

At this time Kunran stood up and said in a booing tone.

Immediately, many people began to agree, thinking that Wu Zheng was targeting the new disciples. It was originally a fight between the new disciples. He, a second-level killer, stood up and wanted to kill people. This has aroused the indignation of many new disciples.

After someone took the lead, many new disciples began to unite together, and the voices of crusade came one after another, thinking that Wu Zheng looked down on the new disciples. Under the leadership of Kun Ran, these new disciples quickly formed a unified slogan.

"Hahaha, so what, you are just a bunch of ants, so what if I kill you all."

Seeing the anger of the crowd, Wu Zheng ignored it and uttered bold words. It seemed that he really regarded himself as the holy master of life and death.

Seeing Wu Zheng's arrogant tone, these new disciples began to clamor collectively, preparing to unite together to deal with Wu Zheng, but Wu Zheng on the platform didn't care at all, still exuding a strong murderous aura, if it wasn't for the old man to stop him, Might be done by now.

"This Wu Zheng is embarrassing, he has no brains at all. He obviously doesn't know that Qiao Luo is trying to provoke him, using the hearts of the weak to make everyone feel sympathetic. This will create a cohesive force. This Qiao Luo is very scary. In just a few words, Wu Zheng was stirred up, and even these newcomers were brought together."

A few old men stood together in the distance, one of them said slowly, and the disabled old man was among them, touched his goatee, and glanced at Qiao Luo with admiration.

"It's such a big tone. I guess even a first-level killer would not dare to have such a big tone. Could it be that you didn't even notice it when you practiced a first-level killer? I'm so scared!"

Making a frightened expression, Qiao Luo still said in a mocking tone that he was not afraid of Wu Zheng's attack at all. With the constant mocking and Kunran's fanning, those new disciples formed a unified slogan and wanted to attack Wu Zheng.

Hearing that Qiao Luo brought up all the first-level killers, Wu Zheng's face changed again at this time. Although he looked down on the new disciple, he was just an ant in front of the first-level killers, so he was not arrogant enough to despise everything.

"You're talking dirty, believe it or not, I'm going to kill you right now."

Wu Zheng knew that he had fallen into Qiao Luo's trap, but it was too late. He underestimated Qiao Luo's ability. He only knew that his younger brother was suppressed by Qiao Luo. He always thought that Qiao Luo was only slightly stronger, but he didn't expect , He knows how to borrow the general trend, borrow the mentality of the weak, and lock them together.

"I believe, of course I believe, a second-level killer who doesn't even look at the first-level killer, why don't I believe what he says, I'm here, you can make a move, a genius like you stays in the killer palace It's really a shame, but you have been in the Assassin's Palace for many years, why you have always been a second-level assassin, do you know why?"

There was a faint smile on Qiao Luo's face. This smile made people seem to see a demon-like appearance. At first, there were doubts, and finally doubts.

Don't talk about Wu Zheng, even the new disciples wanted to know why he had no short intention of joining the Assassin's Palace, and why he was still a second-level assassin.

Wu Zheng's murderous aura is getting stronger and stronger. It's not that he doesn't want to make a move. It's just that what happened this time must have attracted the attention of many people. There may even be a first-level killer paying attention. He didn't mean to be disrespectful to the first-level killer just now. After Qiao Luo's explanation, it seemed that he was targeting the first-level killer, which made Wu Zheng very angry.

"I don't think you will know, so I'll tell you."

Seeing Wu Zheng's face livid, Qiao Luo was still fighting, and said to Wu Zheng with a suddenly realized expression.

(End of this chapter)