Reckless

2021-12-09

  Chapter 303 and us

Peach Blossom Venerable Lord with his fingers pressed behind his head, Zuo Lingquan only feels A warm breath poured into Fengfu Point, spreading to the whole body along the Meridian Qi House.

The peach core hidden in the Qi Palace was dragged and burst into azure light; the heartbeat accelerated to the limit that the body could bear in an instant, and the almost boiling blood made Zuo Lingquan dizzy. , Almost fell to the ground unsteadily standing.

dong dong dong ……

Relying on external force to push the body to the limit outside the safe range, it will explode on the spot under normal circumstances, but the Peach Blossom Venerable Lord injects the breath of the body, But like countless iron cables, the meridian qi and blood that should have exploded were tightly stretched, and they were repairing the wounds that appeared in the body all the time.

The surface of Zuo Lingquan's body burst out with lightning, heartbeat trembling, and even caused circular ripples in the lake water under the ice surface; like a strong wind around his body, it stirred on the ice surface. Numerous cracks appeared.

ka ka ——

Shangguan Lingye recognizes that this spell is the wind and thunder curse of Peach Blossom Pond, and very few people know it, because using it by yourself is equivalent to suicide. , Unable to hold the meridian air hole, the other party also died suddenly, usually a cultivator several levels higher, dare to give the companion this strong medicine, which is more tasteless.

However, using the realm of the Peach Blossom Venerable Lord to give Zuo Lingquan the upper wind thunder curse, no matter how impossible it is possible to control the setback, it is very suitable to use it at this time.

Peach Blossom Venerable Lord cast the spell very quickly, it was completed in an instant, and his finger left the Fengfu Cave.

Zuo Lingquan’s eyes are bloodshot, and his vision is a bit blurry. His almost bursting heart makes it hard for him to concentrate. The hard to describe sense of power stimulates every inch of the body’s skin all the time, on the opposite side of the ice lake. The unshakable Iron Pagoda seemed to be a bit shorter at this time.

"Drink—"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't suppress the force of nowhere to vent. After loudly shouted, it bounced from the ice surface, and a thunder burst came from the bottom of his feet. ring.

Thunder——

A ray of lightning flashed across the ice lake between the snow peaks.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how fast this was, because the moment he thought moved, the sword in his hand had already arrived in front of the white clothed middle age person.

But the middle-aged white clothed man is not Han Ning, and he has no intention of begging for death. How could he stand and pick up the sword with his head, with a punch in his backhand.

Boom——

The white clothed middle age person still looks like a martial cultivator, and his fist is extremely sophisticated. When he delivers a punch, he makes a dragon roar-like muffled sound. The right fist covering the lines of the scales, and the fist wind brought by it tore the ice surface of the several feet in the radius, and hit the Zuo Lingquan door directly with the momentum of shaking the mountain and breaking the city.

Zuo Lingquan's realm is low after all, relying on the wind and thunder curse to urge the body to an unbearable level, and still not out of the reaction range of the white clothed middle age person.

Zuo Lingquan's sword has not been pierced yet, and the white clothed middle age person has already arrived first, and his fist has arrived in front of his eyes.

This situation and situation shocked Shangguan Lingquan. If he hits this fist, Zuo Lingquan's body will not have any chance to resist, and he will inevitably be smashed.

The speed was so fast that Shangguan Lingye in the distance had no time to take a hand. This fist hit Zuo Lingquan's door in front of her, and also smashed things, but it was broken. It is a shadow surrounded by thunder.

There was another thunder blast above the ice lake, and Zuo Lingquan, who had rushed to the white clothed person, rose again, his body shape disappeared like the same place, and appeared behind the white clothed person’s head again. , The Profound Abyss sword in his hand has pierced the back of the white clothed man's neck.

xiu——

The burst sword cry resounded in the night sky.

The ink dragon-like sword qi, with the skin on the neck of a white clothed man, pouring out from the tip of the Profound Abyss sword.

There was a crisp sound of'click--' on the ice surface, and it seemed that something had been crushed.

But nothing more!

The surging sword qi hits the back of the neck and spreads out into a thin ring that spreads to all sides, like a sharp blade of iron and mud, dividing the entire ice lake into two.

The white clothed middle age person slid forward ten zhang or so and then stopped at the same place without falling down. There was a sword wound on the back of the neck, which was less than half an inch deep, with bright red blood oozing out. , But healed with naked eye visible.

Zuo Lingquan, a swordsman, fell back to the ice behind, right hand fingers burst apart, heartbeat like a drum, frowning brows, didn’t expect this person’s skin is rough, flesh is thick to This degree.

His body has been elevated to the point of abnormality. Not to mention Serene Groove Peak, the speed and response of the 4th layer must be available. When the two swords are shot at the same time, the sword breaks the defense and the sword enters the flesh. Going through the back of the neck, but didn't expect that the gate is not only hard skin, but more terrifying in bones. If he didn't hold the Profound Abyss sword, he would probably break the tip of his sword.

The white clothed middle-aged man twisted his neck, turned around, and put out his boxing frame again:    "At this level, I can fight for a whole day; you just came out on Wangbei Ya. One sword, a wind and thunder curse squeezes the physique, Qi Sea reserves at most two more swords, you will die if the third sword does not come out; martial cultivator can fierce and unafraid of death, but can not be reckless to die, let’s go."

The white clothed middle age person knows this because the Qi Sea reserve of the same realm cultivator has both upper and lower limits. The impossible Qi Sea reserve of Serene Groove cultivator appears, which is vaster than the Jade Step cultivator.

Zuo Lingquan realm is clear. It is clear to the high-level cultivator how much True Qi is poured out with a single shot.

The gap between each other to this point, as long as the normal situation is not stupid, it is impossible to be defeated by the opponent by the weak.

But Zuo Lingquan did not retreat without knowing the difficulty!

He believes that the sword in his hand can break through the flesh and touch the bone, which means that it can be beaten, and there is no need to cut at the bone to kill.

No matter how hard the white clothed human body is, it is impossible to be hard everywhere. Zuo Lingquan does not believe that the eyes, throat, and the heart behind the ribs can be as strong as bones, and there is nothing to do. It was more accurate; he practiced his sword to be more accurate and faster. What difficulty is there?

Zuo Lingquan's breathing movement looks a bit terrifying, and the breath swallowed between the nasal cavity has already contained a little blood mist. After he glanced at the ice lake, his figure turned into violent thunder again, appearing on the left side of the white clothed man, and the sword's edge took his neck straight.

"Drink—"

The white clothed man did not turn his head, his left fist had already shot, and once again hit the afterimage left by the volley, his right arm and elbow swept backward at the same time, The hit is still the afterimage.

peng~ peng~ peng~ ——

Shangguan Lingye beside the distance, only saw the white clothed body flashing with electric lights, and a silhouette almost insane appeared around the white clothed person Everywhere, half of the sword turned into an afterimage, and it continued to shoot out from the other direction.

The white clothed person from start to finish does not turn his head, nor does it need to be at such a close distance. Just relying on Zuo Lingquan's unconcealable breath fluctuations can predict the opponent's next move in advance and prevent it. not one drop of water can leak out.

Shangguan Lingye is not a martial cultivator, but he is not a layman. Knowing that it is meaningless to fight like this, Zuo Lingquan has no chance to get close to the sword, and sooner or later he will be consumed alive, and wants Zuo Lingquan to stop.

But the Peach Blossom Venerable Lord next to him raised his hand to stop Shangguan Lingye.

With the cultivation of the Peach Blossom Venerable Lord, I can see the situation of two people clearly and understand what Zuo Lingquan is doing.

In the later period of Serene Groove, Spirit Valley Realm’s True Qi transformation, sword qi into gang and other True Qi out-of-body defenses are just a layer for the martial cultivator of the same realm of hand-held magic weapon fairy soldiers. Paper, cultivator can rely on ground protection, only invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable golden movement method treasure and quick response ghost movement method.

God’s gate is said to be unbreakable. Although the golden body is tenacious to the point of a demonic beast, but hardened skin and bones will inevitably be sacrificed at the expense of flexibility. Impossible is as strong as a stone while maintaining a light body. Flexible.

Although the white clothed man’s boxing technique is strong and fierce, its movements are extremely wide, open and close, and go straight. They don’t use smart tricks, because they want to maintain the invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable of the gods. The body must be a stable support, and the core cannot be swayed at will.

With the limits of the extension of the arms and legs, this style of play must have a relatively slow protection. As long as you try more, you can find this place that is easier to kill with a single blow.

With Zuo Lingquan's innate talent, I found this place very quickly.

The two attacked and defended more than ten times but only in a flash. When Zuo Lingquan appeared behind the white clothed man again, he held the Profound Abyss sword in his hand, like a black thunder, leaning upwards and stabbing the white clothed man. On the back waist, hit the lungs wrapped in ribs.

The white clothed man swept back with a punch, and with a strong wind, it shattered Zuo Lingquan’s sleeves and the flesh on his arms in an instant, but the fist only shook Zuo Lingquan’s forearm. pass.

Zuo Lingquan seized this momentary opportunity, the sword had already pierced the white robe, smashed into the flesh, the second sword almost indiscriminately pierced out, and there was no skeleton hindered from entering the body, and pierced two inches in More than.

The Profound Abyss sword that entered the body, the sword qi poured crazily in the body.

According to normal circumstances, the vast sword qi exploded in the body, and the body is so invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable, it will inevitably become the same as the bombing, shaking the internal organs to a smash.

Even the Peach Blossom Venerable Lord thinks that Zuo Lingquan can succeed with this sword.

But what made a few people didn’t expect was that Zuo Lingquan pierced with a sword, and a line of blood mist exploded directly in front of the white clothed person, condensed into bunches of Molong sword qi, passing through. He rushed out of his chest, shot into the night sky, and flew out of a hundred zhang or so, before bursting in mid-air, exploding a cloud of black mist.

Boom——

Zuo Lingquan saw this scene halfway through when the sword came out and closed his hand, his eyes were stunned, he didn’t expect the white clothed man to be at the moment when the sword entered the body. , The divine ability was removed.

Without the protection of the gods, Zuo Lingquan's sword directly pierced the front chest and waist of the white clothed person.

A penetrating injury will inevitably damage the internal organs. Although it is not light, it is not fatal to the cultivator. It is equivalent to opening a hole in the body to let the sword qi pass, compared with the sword qi exploding in the body , This damage is completely acceptable.

The white clothed person also flew away and stretched the distance. When landing, the body surface was covered with scaly lines, the back waist to the sword wound in front of him, the naked eye began to hemostatic and heal visibly. He looked down at his blood-stained chest, with a surprised look in his eyes:    "Good perception, but unfortunately relying on the wind and thunder curse to increase the battle strength. The speed is too fast to be easily retracted, otherwise I might die here." p>

Zuo Lingquan relied on external forces to greatly improve his body, but his foundation was not solid, and he was impossible to retract and release freely. He seized the opportunity to concentrate on the sword qi to break the defense.

But hitting a penetrating injury with too much force is better than not being able to deal with it.

Zuo Lingquan Qi Sea consumes extremely fast, and can make one shot at most. As long as he can find a chance to pierce the eyeball or throat, and penetrate directly into the brain, the opponent will die if he does not accept the gods.

Although a frontal attack on the vitals of the head is hundreds of times more difficult than a back stab, there are always opportunities. Zuo Lingquan has always insisted on using the'fastest speed to stab the most accurate place' in sword practice. It is to seize this seemingly impossible opportunity.

Zuo Lingquan took a breath, and was about to raise the sword again for the final fight.

But at this moment, above the sky, there was a stern roar:    "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Zuo Lingquan heart startled, Taohua Venerable Lord and Shangguan Lingye raised their heads.

Under the Star River, I saw a small painting boat with lights on, galloping from the sky.

A little girl in a pleated skirt, holding an iron pipa in both hands, with blood-red eyes, like a madman, jumped directly from the sky.

Being in mid-air, the body of the little girl has changed. The black air is evaporating, and there seems to be an invisible giant beast sheltering the whole body, holding the lute up with both hands, like the Demon God descended from Nine Heavens, hitting the ground .

Tang Jingxun, who noticed something strange, chased after him, but did not catch up.

Zuo Lingquan just paused and saw Xie Qiutao smashing into the ice lake like crazy, angrily said:    "Monster, what do you do to my father!"

Boom——

As always, heaven shaking, earth shattering, the ice surface of the entire ice lake was lifted up, forming a huge pit.

The white clothed middle age person who was originally standing on the ice lake dodged and did not look at Xie Qiutao, but said flatly: "He is dead." He turned back The water flies away.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah A groove.

Zuo Lingquan will naturally not hold Xie Qiutao, flying forward and chasing together.

But the white clothed middle age person was a bit cumbersome to block the way, and evacuated the gods to escape, but the speed was not what the two of them could catch up. Even the injured Peach Blossom Venerable Lord was a bit difficult.

Xie Qiutao didn't know what secret technique was used, or it was all from the fury in her heart, and she was faster than Zuo Lingquan, her eyes full of bloodshot but tearful, cursed;    " Stop for me! What did you do to my father?..."

The white clothed man buried his head and fled, but there was no response.

A few people chased with all their strength, but in a moment, they came to the snow cliff at the source of the stream.

The giant bottle gourd of ink-black has been suspended in the air. Tomorrow's sorrow and Wu Songzi are sitting on them, moved towards the northern seashore and begin to fly away; after the white clothed people converge, the speed is even faster. Extreme.

Peach Blossom Venerable Lord, no matter what conspiracy the Yuying Alien has, it is impossible to let the other party succeed. Seeing this, gritted his teeth, fighting the risk of backlash, raised his hand to pinch:

" Shock!"

Boom——

A Venerable Lord made an all-out effort in disregard of personal safety, and the movement it brought about was like the god of thunder dropping heavenly punishment on the earth.

I saw a dark cloud suddenly appearing under the Star River, transforming into a thundercloud vortex covering the heavens, shielding the sun. In the center of the vortex is a twisted black thunder that can no longer see the color. The slits were torn open.

Countless black thunders gathered and turned into a black thunder spear that was several hundred zhang long, pointing directly at the bottle gourd that flee to the sea.

The terrifying Heavenly Might, even the white clothed middle age person and tomorrow's sorrow, have also changed their complexion. Didn't expect the Peach Blossom Venerable Lord to give up his life at this time.

Tomorrow's sorrowful character and pursuit doomed him not to sell his life for You Ying, not even think, so he left the bottle gourd and fled to the sea.

The white clothed middle age person deliberately took the bottle gourd away, but the Nine Sects Venerable Lord took a blow at all costs. If he could resist unscathed, would he still need to sneak in to receive the power of the gods?    Seeing that the white clothed middle age person couldn't pick it up, the white clothed middle age person could only grab Wu Songzi and escape from the thunder-inducing bottle gourd sitting on the ground.

xiu——

The black thunder spear fell, and the sound it made was not a thunderbolt, but a sharp whistle, which instantly made Zuo Lingquan and the others deaf in both ears.

The black bottle gourd flying towards the sea was hit by a lightning spear and burst into several pieces instantly.

The colorful streamer in the bottle gourd exploded and flew in all directions, dispelling the thunderclouds in the sky, turning the original Snow Mountain into color, making it impossible to see anyone or anything.

Zuo Lingquan impossible rushed down Thunder Spear and held Xie Qiutao.

Xie Qiutao cried so heartbreakingly that she was crazy and couldn't hold her back. Shangguan Lingye and Tang Jingxun started to hold her forcibly.

"Ah!"

Xie Qiutao looked at the colorful and invisible, looking for traces of white clothed people, but found nothing, her eyes became more and more crazy, and her face was suffocated. Become the color of purple.

I don’t know if it’s the streamer in the sky, I feel Xie Qiutao’s unwillingness and madness, not far from the sea, and then gather again, like a long colorful river, flowing into Xie Qiutao’s body and the iron pipa in his hand .

After the peach blossom Venerable Lord's blow, he vomited a mouthful of blood and his cheeks became sickly pale. Although she didn't kill anyone, she exploded the bottle gourd and left the power of the gods, ruining the evil way's plan and completing the mission of this trip. She didn't force her to chase the poor, holding on to Xie Qiutao:

"Immortal revenge, it's not too late for a thousand years. As long as you have a down-to-earth cultivation, you have a chance for everything. Don't mess with your own mind. If you fall into the demonic path, everything will stop."

"Ah..."

Xie Qiutao cried so much that she kept shaking her shoulders to break free, almost bleeding from her eyes.

At the end of crying, my voice was hoarse, the anger in my throat turned into helplessness and grievance, my body slowly limp, and   my heart broke through crying: "Bring my father back... wu wu …that’s my dad… oh…"

Zuo Lingquan took a look at the north, the streamer blocked his vision, and couldn’t see anything. He was on the verge of exhaustion and couldn’t chase deeply. All you can do at this time is to hold Xie Qiutao’s trembling little hand, and softly comfort:    "You still have us, blessings and hardships, your business is my business, nothing is wrong. I can't solve it..."

"wu wu...That's my dad..."

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(End of this chapter)