Infinite Luck Master

Su Jing watched carefully, and then discovered that he and others made the right move, which instantly balanced the situation on both sides!

Although Jinlun Dharma King has three masters who are no less powerful than himself and others, he also has the help of the Seven Quanzhen Sons on his side. No matter what happens, the main mission can always be completed smoothly, right?

Thinking about it, Su Jing burst into laughter and said: "Hahahaha, Jinlun Dharma King, today, you can't even think about destroying the Quanzhen Sect... Senior brother, why should you be polite to such a treacherous villain? Let's join hands and kill him." Right! Also, when we went up the mountain, we saw nearly 10,000 Mongolian Tatars ambushing us at the foot of the mountain. We don’t know when they will go up the mountain, so you must not be careless.”

"clear!"

Qiu Chuji shouted: "Zhichang, leave quickly and organize my Quanzhen disciples to form a formation and stand ready on the way into the mountain. If the Mongolian Tatars want to forcefully attack the mountain, you will definitely protect me, even if you are all destroyed." Keep your reputation alive!”

"Disciple, obey!"

Li Zhichang shouted loudly and said loudly: "The third generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect who are still able to move obey the order and follow me down the mountain to stop the Mongolian Tatars!"

"yes!"

Immediately, more than ten disciples stood up.

There are more than a hundred third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, but now only these ten are still capable of fighting. Obviously, even if the Quanzhen Sect can survive today, its strength will be greatly reduced. In the future, it will be difficult to regain the strength of the Quanzhen Sect. Famous.

And all of this is thanks to these people...

Thinking of this, Qiu Chuji's eyes suddenly burst into tears and he shouted: "Jinlun Dharma King, if we come again today, you will definitely die here!"

He jumped out and thrust his sword straight into the middle palace of Jinlun Dharma King. He struck out sharply, attacking but not defending. He already had a strategy of perish together.

"Junior brother, don't be impulsive. Junior brothers and sisters, today is a matter of life and death for our Quanzhen sect. We must not hold back. We must join hands quickly to kill this beast!"

Ma Yu shouted loudly and followed closely...

Together with Sun Buer and others holding weapons, although the seven of them were seriously injured in the blow just now, Jinlun Dharma King was injured now. Even though his face was still rosy, he was a Taoist who was good at observing words and expressions. From a human perspective, this person's face was rosy and slightly pale, and it was obvious that... his injuries were more serious than those of himself and others.

This man's martial arts skills are so high that he is probably not inferior to his master and others. If he wants to kill him, now is the only chance!

Seven gleaming sharp blades stabbed at Jinlun Dharma King at the same time... Each sword was aimed at a vital part. At this critical moment of life and death, he couldn't care less about his upper body and heavenly heart.

"Humph, even if I am injured, it is not something that you group of ants can harm!"

Jinlun Dharma King lost five rounds, but he was not afraid at all. He clenched his fists and roared. Behind him, a dragon elephant appeared faintly... Apparently, after reaching the twelfth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, his power has reached perfection, and even... , it can be said that it has transcended the scope of martial arts.

But just as the dragon elephant took shape, his face suddenly turned pale, and then he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. The dragon elephant's power almost collapsed, but he controlled it forcefully and shouted: "Go to me!"

The words fell!

The dragon elephant behind him actually broke away from his back, turned into a blue dragon, roared silently, and with ferocious claws, rushed towards the Quanzhen Seventh Son... The momentum was so terrifying that all the Seventh Son's expressions changed drastically!

The true energy leaves the body!

In the main plane, people in the realm of the sea of ​​gods can do it, and it is not difficult. But in the plane of the divine eagle, this is already the realm of land gods.

The faces of the Quanzhen Seven Sons all changed greatly. Have they ever seen such magical methods before? I'm afraid even if the old master comes back to life, he won't have such skills...

Ma Yu shouted: "Jinlun Dharma King is injured, so these weird methods will not last long. We will protect ourselves until he is exhausted!"

"yes!"

The six junior brothers and sisters responded one after another, and then the true energy flowed from among the seven of them, and the sword blade pointed outwards, like a windmill spinning endlessly. For a while, even the azure dragon was invincible!

"His Holiness, let me help you!"

"Hmph, seven losers who only know how to bully others together. If your master comes back to life and sees you failing to live up to your expectations, I'm afraid he will be angry and die..."

"Hahahaha, the Quanzhen Sect was destroyed today!"

Xiaoxiangzi, Yin Kexi and Nimoxing shouted loudly and were about to step forward...

A long sword that exuded a touch of ice was placed directly in front of them.

"This road is blocked."

Murong Ruo shouted coldly.

"this……"

The three of them looked at each other and saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes.

Speaking of which, Guo Jing's daughter is much more valuable than the Seven Quanzhen Sons, right?

I and others were also stupid. The eldest lady of the Guo family was obviously here. Wouldn't it be a great achievement to capture her? Isn't it better than fighting to the death with the Quanzhen Seven Sons here?

"Hahahaha, if you don't take the road to heaven, there is no way to hell to break in. Miss Guo, just follow me."

Yin Kexi, who had the highest Qing Gong, laughed loudly, turned around, and rushed towards Murong Ruo...

As for Murong Ruo's swordsmanship, he had also competed with this idiot back then. In just sixteen years, his martial arts had greatly improved, but this idiot, no matter how much progress he made...

At that moment, the Yellow Sand Thousand Miles Whip Technique was unleashed, and a long whip coiled like a spiritual snake, wrapping around her body, vowing to capture her alive!

Xiaoxiangzi also shouted loudly. Although his mourning stick was not as long as the long whip, he did not lag behind. Instead, he went forward and grabbed the other Qu Wuyi... But this little girl could even sneak attack King Jinlun. Obviously, her martial arts skills were not low, but so what? A sneak attack was a sneak attack, and it didn't hit him, didn't it...

Nimoxing saw King Jinlun injured by Su Jing with his own eyes, so he didn't dare to deal with him... He shouted: "Yin Kexi, don't rush ahead, catch Guo Fu, I have a share!"

Just thinking about it, a sword light suddenly lit up in front of him.

The sword blade rang softly, like the most melodious music. Although it was only one sword stabbing, the sword blade trembled lightly, and the sword intent flowed, which made Yin Kexi and Nimoxing's faces soften unconsciously at the same time, recalling the tender and green years when martial arts were not yet perfect.

Nimoxing even saw that when he was learning from his master, the little sister who was the most loved by everyone always secretly kept the peach she liked the most, and then when there was no one around, she handed the peach to him and said with a smile: "Brother, eat the peach."

Just now...

The words "Brother, eat the peach" rang in his ears again.

But this time, what the sister handed over was no longer a peach, but... a sharp blade flashing with cold light.

"Ah... Junior sister, I didn't mean to kill you... It was the master, it was his fault. He betrothed you to the junior brother, and you didn't refuse. That's why I... I..."

Nimoxing screamed madly.

The figure that was originally unstoppable suddenly stopped, and rushed towards Murong Ruo at a faster speed than before... or in other words, he took the initiative to rush his neck towards the tip of the opponent's sword!