My talent is resurrection

Chapter 166 Time really flies
Xu Shan was really taken aback by Chen Jiu's sudden aura, and hurriedly said to Chen Jiu.

"Don't worry, although Hu Ping is locked up, I don't think the sect will lock her up for no reason..."

"Besides, what's the use of being anxious now, you are a mortal, when I go to the sect to find out the situation, if it's not Hu Ping's fault, I'll make a big fuss and seek justice, even if it's her fault... it's her I don't care about her fault, anyway, they can't shut Hu Ping, so say whatever you want."

Chen Jiu glanced at Xu Shan, "Just you?"

Xu Shan nodded, "I will definitely not let Hu Ping suffer any grievances."

Chen Jiu replied: "She has suffered."

Xu Shan was silent.

Chen Jiu didn't care about him anymore, and walked straight forward. Every time he took a step, his martial arts suddenly rose. After three steps, no one could get into him.

Xu Shan was oppressed by martial arts and had to retreat a hundred meters.

Chen Jiu took the majestic martial arts and walked away through the air, walked slowly to the top of Luxu Palace, looked down, and used the martial arts to speak loudly.

"Nameless, get out."

The monks of Luxu Palace were horrified. When they looked up, they saw a figure in the sky, like a god.

Not long after Chen Jiuyu fell, there were monks flying around the Luxu Palace, and they arrived one after another, surrounding Chen Jiu.

Among them, a middle-aged monk raised his sword and shouted angrily, "He Fangxiao is young, you dare to trespass into our Luxu Palace, and you will be surrendered immediately!"

Chen Jiu frowned and didn't answer.

The middle-aged monk waved his finger, and after receiving his order, the monks gathered together to form a large circle.

This formation is the formation of fighting in the sky, it can greatly lengthen the battle line, and strangle the aura around the besieged people.

The monks of Luxu Palace formed an formation extremely quickly, condensed together, and strangled all the spiritual energy around Chen Jiu, and at the same time aroused a little bit of the general trend of the world, overwhelming Chen Jiucheng at the sky.

Seeing that the formation had been completed, the leading middle-aged monk was so aggressive that he no longer feared Chen Jiu. He sacrificed the flying sword at his waist, hung it in front of him, and yelled at Chen Jiu.

"No matter where you are a thief, if you dare to enter my Luxu Palace, you will seek your own death. My sky formation has been completed. If you accept surrender now and be bound voluntarily, I will spare your life!"

The middle-aged monk's words were really not to scare Chen Jiu.

In the history of Luxu Palace, there have been seventeen incidents of monks invading the sect, and thirteen of them were beheaded by middle-aged monks with swords.

Among them, the person with the highest cultivation level, who had even reached the peak of the sixth realm, was still beheaded by the Zhoutian formation led by a middle-aged monk.

So if the broken-arm monk does not surrender, the middle-aged monk doesn't mind beheading him. Anyway, whether he lives or dies, it is a credit, but his life may be a little better. After all, he can be tortured to get some news .

Chen Jiu paused for a while, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said.

"I'll say it for the last time, ask Wu Mingzi to come out to see me, you guys get out."

The middle-aged monk frowned, turned the flying sword, pointed the sword point at the center of Chen Jiu's eyebrows, and scolded: "The thief still dares to wishful thinking, accept surrender immediately!"

Chen Jiu was extremely impatient.

So he stretched out his fingers...

One shot!
The flying sword in front of the middle-aged monk began to shatter from the tip of the sword, and shattered to the hilt in an instant, bursting into thousands of pieces.

The middle-aged monk looked dull.

Chen Jiu said impatiently: "Get lost."

The monks forming formations all around looked horrified, their minds were confused, the formation was unstable, and there was a faint trembling.

The middle-aged monk came back to his senses, gritted his teeth, opened his hands behind him and said: "Steady your mind, don't make any chaos in the formation, continue to guard the sect with me, and kill the thieves..."

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, his eyes were horrified, and he looked slowly at his chest.

There was a very thin smear of blood on his chest, and the corner of his mouth suddenly vomited blood, his mind darkened, and he fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Chen Jiu watched indifferently.

He pointed out just now that half of the middle-aged monk's life was taken.

Still kind.

Without the leader, the Heavenly Screen Zhoutian Formation quickly disintegrated, and all the monks were unsteady and fled away one after another.

Finally, Chen Jiu said to the Luxu Palace: "Wu Mingzi, come here."

If you don't have a name, you still don't come out.

He wanted to destroy the Luxu Palace.

Just wait for three breaths.

Fortunately, at the second breath, Wu Mingzi came face to face with Chen Jiu from the ground to the sky, and sighed.

"I didn't expect you to be such a monk."

Chen Jiu looked at him indifferently, "I didn't expect you to let Xiao Ping'er be locked up."

Wu Mingzi sighed, "It's not my fault, it's because Hu Ping didn't follow the sect's laws and hurt her fellow sect. The sect has no choice but to lock her in prison according to the rules."

Chen Jiu replied: "So I'll take Xiao Ping'er back, you hand over Xiao Ping'er to me, and I'll walk around your Luxu Palace once."

Wu Mingzi smiled dumbly, shook his head and said: "Not to mention whether you have the ability to spare the Luxu Palace once, Hu Ping alone cannot be handed over to you at will, she has not been punished by the sect, and now she is only detained, if there is no punishment , then you can’t convince the crowd, where is the dignity of the sect in the future?!”

Chen Jiu exhaled, Wu Yun wrapped around his body, his face was gloomy, "Shame on you."

Wu Mingzi's face was dignified, with aura gathering in her body, she said loudly.

"I advise you not to mess around. Luxu Palace is not as simple as you think. If you mess up, not only will you die, but Hu Ping will also be implicated, and your life will be lost. Are you really willing to do it?!"

Chen Jiu's golden body lines filled his whole body, and his martial arts were like a torrent of bells, oppressing the entire Luxu Palace from the sky, he said loudly.

"I see who dares!"

Wu Mingzi's face was horrified, and the aura enveloped him, so he only dared to defend at this time.

But how can he guard against it?
Wu Yun punched.

The spiritual power was shattered directly, and the blood trembled.

After Wumingzi punched him, he passed out. Chen Jiudan held his head in his hand, dragged it above the sky, and said to him.

"Take Hu Ping for Wu Mingzi's life."

The elders of Luxu Palace gathered together in an instant, first they turned their heads and looked at each other, then they all looked up at the sky and said to Chen Jiu.

"There is no need to rush this matter. Fellow Daoist can discuss it with us first. After reaching an agreement, it is not too late to make a decision."

Chen Jiu pinched Wu Mingzi's head, carried Wu Mingzi, facing the elders below, and asked, "Are you really in no hurry?"

The elder under him replied: "As the elder of our sect, Wu Mingzi has made outstanding achievements. Our sect naturally attaches great importance to the elder Wu Mingzi, but this matter is not trivial, it cannot be determined by small righteousness, and it needs to be discussed after discussion."

Chen Jiu nodded, "It seems that you are still not in a hurry."

He threw down Wumingzi's body in his hand, looked at the elder below him, and said.

"You should be concerned about your own life and death, right?"

The elders were startled and dispersed one after another.

Chen Jiu rushed straight down from the sky, kicked up a vast amount of smoke and dust, and the ground collapsed.

Several elders fled in all directions.

Chen Jiu took a deep breath.

When a martial artist holds his breath, he should hold his breath to the dantian, warm and nourish the lungs and heart, it should be the strongest.

This breath was held for thirty breaths.

Thirty breaths later.

The six elders of Luxu Palace fell together and were seriously injured.

Chen Jiu let out a foul breath, looked at them, and said impatiently: "I don't want to ask a second time."

One of the elders was frightened by Chen Jiu's fighting power, so he hurriedly spoke.

"Hu Ping is being imprisoned in the prison, east of the sect!"

Chen Jiu's body disappeared for a moment, and he had reached the east of the Zongmen.

There are so many mansions in the east that it is difficult to distinguish them.

Chen Jiu waved his hand.

Martial luck is like a wave, rushing past.

Soon, there was nothing in front of Chen Jiu.

Hu Ping was horrified and sat on the ground blankly.

She looked at Chen Jiu, who was covered in golden light in front of her eyes, her expression was first horrified, then puzzled, and finally changed to surprise, and she shouted.

"father!"

Xiao Pinger ran over in surprise and threw herself into Chen Jiu's arms.

Chen Jiu's golden light suddenly dissipated, he patted Xiao Ping'er on the head, and said softly.

"Father's absence makes you feel wronged."

Xiao Ping'er didn't speak, but hugged Chen Jiu tightly.

After a long while, Xiao Ping'er wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She had many doubts in her heart, but she didn't ask any further questions. She just held onto Chen Jiu's palm tightly.

Chen Jiu helped Xiao Ping'er straighten her messy hair, and said softly, "Let's go home."

Xiao Pinger nodded lightly: "En."

The two walked slowly.

Just like in the past, Chen Jiu took Xiao Ping'er out of school.

But it is no longer one big and one small.

(End of this chapter)