Unparalleled Sword Sovereign

With a sword.

Su Chunsheng's figure flashed to the sea at the next moment, looking up at the sea with a gloomy look.

Behind him, dozens of guantianzong disciples followed, accompanied by Xiao ningyue, appeared at the seaside together.

It was bloody.

The disciples of guantianzong came forward one after another to lift Zhou Nan, who was seriously injured in a pool of blood, and infused Qi to dredge the meridians, so as to prevent the injury from getting worse.

Above the sea, Liu ningxun stayed for a while, then he stepped back and ran to the distant ship.

Su Chunsheng turned his head and saw a scene in the distance. His eyes widened and his killing machine suddenly emerged.

But not far away, in the beautiful seaside forest, the bloody monk Shuan struggled to get up, but after several struggles, he didn't really stand up, so he went to the other side.

On the other side, Lu Qing, the woman in purple, was also bleeding from the corner of her mouth. She was lying on the ground coughing and bleeding.

Relief monk hard to climb forward, red eyes.

Seeing this scene, Su Chunsheng flashed forward without hesitation, squatted beside the monk and said, "master shuran?"

Monk shuran raised his head and noticed Su Chunsheng. With a wry smile, he said, "master Su, you're here..."

Su Chunsheng has a good impression of monk Shiran. During his last trip to leiming temple, he thought that monk Shiran was a good person. Besides being timid, he was very kind-hearted.

Seeing monk shuran so embarrassed, Su Chunsheng naturally felt sad.

This is an unarmed man. Why did he suffer such a calamity?

Su Chunsheng quickly picked up the monk, and a Qi machine emerged and slowly flowed into the monk. With the gentle infusion of Qi, the monk's face suddenly looked better, and the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth stopped.

After coughing for a few times, monk shuran quickly pointed to the distance and said, "Lord Su, please help Miss Lu Qing!"

Su Chunsheng nods, pulls up the monk and walks quickly to Lu Qing, who can't get up.

Lying on the ground, Lu Qing's face was pale, her mouth was wide open, her face was full of pain, her cheeks were swollen, and her scarlet palmprint had almost taken away her original appearance. Seeing this scene, the relief monk was more anxious and couldn't take care of everything. He knelt down to one side and helped Lu Qing up.

"Miss Lu Qing, are you ok? Don't worry, with master Su Shi, it will be OK. "

"Hold on, Miss Lu Qing!"

The monk suddenly turned red, looked up and choked, and said, "master Su, you must save Miss Lu Qing."

Su Chunsheng nodded. Without saying a word, he squatted on one side and put his hand on Lu Qing's shoulder. A gentle Qi poured in.

Qi is originally derived from the human body. Martial arts cultivation aims to cultivate Qi and strengthen the body. The injured can also infuse Qi to repair the damaged body.

However, with the infusion of Qi, Su Chunsheng's heart sank. Monk shuran was seriously injured, but he didn't die completely. Su Chunsheng infused Qi to save his life for the time being, in case the injury worsened, and then he could be treated slowly. In front of him, Lu Qing seems to be more seriously injured. Most of his internal meridians are damaged, and his internal organs are also injured. In this way, even if he infuses Qi, it is difficult to recover. At most, it can delay the deterioration of the injury, but it can't stop.

Seeing Su Chunsheng's face sinking, the relief monk around him quickly asked, "can you save him, master Su? Can you save it? Lord Su, please help Miss Lu Qing! "

Su Chun's anger machine is still infused, but he turns his head and looks at the monk, shakes his head slightly and sighs.

At this moment, the relaxed monk, who was originally cheerful, burst into tears for no reason.

Su Chunsheng squatted on one side and said slowly, "time is running out."

Relief monk this time, did not continue to ask, but constantly shaking his head. With tears on his face, he was stubborn and resolute.

Su Chunsheng has known for a long time that little monk likes purple clothes. Now that such a thing happened, Su Chunsheng naturally felt very sad, but it was difficult to return to heaven after all.

In the distance, several disciples of guantianzong leave with Zhou Nan. Xiao ningyue comes to Su Chunsheng and looks down at the scene. He feels sad.

Obviously, Xiao ningyue also sensed that most of the women in purple were hopeless.

In the distance, the three ships floating on the sea gradually came close to the coast, and the air engine emerged.

Xiao ningyue turned around and killed all over her face.

When the ship landed, several people jumped down, each armed with weapons, and the killing machine came at a gallop.

Xiao ningyue narrowed her eyes and without hesitation turned to meet the coast. The killing plane soared up, and the air engines piled up on her hands.

Su Chunsheng squatted on the side of monk Shiran and Lu Qing and said slowly, "I'm sorry, I can't save her."

Relief monk stopped crying, red eyes, tightly hugged Lu Qing, shook his head and said: "master Su, although I'm timid, I'm not stupid. Benefactor Su has tried his best. There's no need to apologize. I have to thank benefactor su. "

Su Chunsheng shook his head, slowly got up, and said: "don't worry, I will help you get this revenge anyway."

Relief monk did not agree, but firmly shook his head, looked down at the pale and helpless face, gently choked: "I want to do it myself."

Su Chunsheng was stunned.

In this case, the original clear sky suddenly appeared a touch of gloom. On the bright sunshine, it seems to be covered with a light curtain.

Xiao ningyue, who had just been killed, suddenly stopped and looked back at monk Shiran, his face changed greatly.

Qi Yun?

Boom!

There was a thunder in the sky.

In the gloomy sky, a white light suddenly flashed, fell directly from the sky, and shot at the little monk sitting on the ground with extremely fast speed.

By the sea, the dozens of people who just got off the ship were all in a moment of consternation. They stopped and looked up at the scene. They were puzzled.

Boom.

The sound of the light column cutting through the sky sounded.

The huge light curtain falls directly on monk Shiran and covers him and the woman Lu Qing.

Su Chunsheng didn't know why. He wanted to help, but he was mercilessly flicked away by the light curtain.

The next moment, a dull sound came from the light curtain.

"Wake up at last."

A loud voice sounded like a bell. In the white light curtain, which was originally just the condensation of air, a surge of surging weather machine came out.