The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 336: Yang God Kills!
As a kind-hearted, kind and humble outstanding young man, he finally did not run away.

Su Ting used the wind bead to catch the person who fell from the sky, preventing the person from falling into meat paste.

This is a Taoist in his fifties, his breath is sluggish, there is a big hole in his chest, the front and back are transparent, his internal organs are no longer visible, and his injuries are extremely serious.

"Are you so ruthless?" The elf was also taken aback.

"Impossible." Su Ting hurriedly waved his hands, and said, "This Taoist brother flies high in the sky without borrowing treasures. He is a figure from the sixth heaven. If you really try your best, how could this arrow shoot him like this?"

"Don't deny it, you were the one who shot him to death." The little elf snorted, "If I report on you, you will die..."

"Fart, I did it unintentionally, and I didn't kill people on purpose." Su Ting muttered, "The maximum sentence is 20 years."

"The guy from before almost shot you to death, maybe it was an unintentional mistake, didn't he also be shot to death by you?" The little elf curled his lips.

"I……"

Su Ting was about to speak, but saw the Taoist suddenly opened his eyes.

The Taoist's eyes were like torches, blazing and shining brightly, but he was still alive, not completely dead.

Su Ting took a step back and said: "As we said in advance, we are just passing by, and we are just trying to save others. Don't blackmail me. The handsome guy who shot you with an arrow earlier has already run away."

The Taoist coughed, his mouth was full of blood, and he pointed at Su Ting, his hands trembling.

Seeing this, Su Ting felt that this fellow might have identified himself, so he couldn't help touching his chin, and persuaded him: "Otherwise, I'll treat your wounds, and it's fine if you die. If you can't die, don't go to the Sitian Supervisor to report me. , can this work?"

The Taoist said tremblingly, "Taoist Da Niu?"

Su Ting was startled, and said, "You know me?"

The little elf said in a low voice: "Is this someone who recognizes you? You can't run away. I heard that there are precedents of killing and silencing people in the wilderness. Otherwise, you can just kill people and bury your mouth."

Su Ting shook his head when he heard this.

"you……"

The Taoist pointed at Su Ting, gritted his teeth, and took out a token.

It's a summons token, but it's full of cracks.

Su Ting thought that this guy was determined to denounce him, but found that his waist was hot, and he hurriedly took it out. It turned out to be the talisman paper, which started to burn.

"Your token?"

Su Ting raised his head and said in surprise, "Are you from Si Tianjian?"

The Taoist nodded reluctantly, breathing weakly.

Seeing this, the little elf turned towards the little white snake and said in a low voice: "Not good, I shot down the officials. I'm afraid that the people from the Sitianjian will come to the door. When the time comes, let's tie up Su Ting to claim credit?"

Boom!
Su Ting knocked her and said angrily: "Be careful that the national teacher will use you to make alchemy first!"

Bang!
The Taoist suddenly fell down again.

Su Ting hurriedly helped him up, poured mana into him, and kept him alive.

It's just that this injury is really too serious. Even if it is a master of the sixth heaven, it may not be easy for him to survive... Only a real person can regenerate his severed limbs and regenerate his internal organs under such an injury.

"I can only extend your life for you. I don't know if they can save you until the Sitianjian comes."

Su Ting exhaled, shook his head, and sighed slightly, but found a strange place.

He turned around with magic power, near the wound, but kept getting blocked.

He looked carefully, only to see that the wound was entwined with wisps of fiery breath, which was equal to Su Ting's magic power.

It should be known that Su Ting's mana is obtained from the Thunder Art Kungfu, and it is domineering and fiery.

But this mana is also as blazing as fire, and it is just as powerful.

"It's not an arrow wound."

"The breath on the wound is not my mana."

Su Ting exhaled, looked at the elf, and said angrily: "It's all your fault for scaring me, so this guy was seriously injured, okay?"

Although he didn't shoot himself, but with kindness in mind, Su Ting still saved people.

After a while, the Taoist's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes fell on the burning talisman paper, and he immediately looked up at Su Ting.

He gasped for breath, and said with difficulty: "Taoist Da Niu... You must be the leader of the grand event, and you can also be regarded as a peripheral person of our Tianjian."

Su Ting corrected: "Except for the four characters Da Niu Taoist, everything else is good. You remember, my name is Su Ting."

The Taoist hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth suddenly, took out a bag, handed it to him, panted and said, "Send this thing back to the Sitian Supervisor for me, and hand it over to the National Teacher, you must be quick."

Su Ting wondered: "Quick what?"

The Taoist's sentences were intermittent, and it was very difficult to speak, and said: "This thing is extremely important. The Si Tianjian lost three real people, and it was taken back... Now there is still a big enemy, the generation of the Yang God, who is following behind. Behind me, he is catching up."

Su Ting stared at the elf.

The elf and the little white snake hurriedly shook their heads and replied.

Su Ting murmured: "Master Yangshen, I may not be afraid now."

Not to mention the eight-pattern divine bow, just a divine treasure, which can increase his magic power tenfold, and it is more important than body protection. Even if it is difficult to defeat, it is not difficult to escape.

What's more, he possesses the Immortal Slaying Gourd, although he has not reached the stage of refining, nor has he actually slashed the Yang God, but it is worth a try.

Even if the Yangshen real person feels that it is difficult to easily defeat Su Ting, if he wants to use the Yangshen to enter his sea of ​​consciousness, the gourd in his sea of ​​consciousness is not just a decoration.

"you……"

The Taoist was very surprised, it was hard to imagine how the Taoist Da Niu, who had just broken through the upper-human realm in the grand meeting, would have such confidence, but he finally persuaded him: "Your Yangshen Daoist is absolutely extraordinary, you hurry up and bring this thing, hurry up To Si Tianjian..."

Su Ting pondered for a while, thinking about it, he actually wanted to fight the real Yangshen, even if he couldn't beat him, he still had the confidence to escape.

Besides, in fact, this matter has nothing to do with him, if he doesn't pick it up, he can pick it clean.

Seeing his stubbornness, the Taoist looked desperate, and said bitterly: "This real person is comparable to a national teacher. You have also seen a national teacher. Can you really fight with a national teacher?"

Su Ting was taken aback, and said, "Comparable to a national teacher? Isn't it the Taoism at the peak of the eighth heaven?"

The Taoist nodded.

Su Ting's eyes twitched.

Ordinary Yangshen real people are fine.

The Taoism of the eighth heaven is unmatched.

"How about we go?"

The elf whispered: "Don't worry about it."

Su Ting was about to agree and leave quickly when he heard a loud noise from hundreds of miles away.

The Taoist was dejected, and said in a shy voice: "Here we come, we can't even escape... You have to be buried with us too."

Su Ting suddenly shouted: "Why do you take me to be buried with you?"

The Taoist sighed and said: "This thing is of great importance. If the news spreads, even immortals may not be able to keep the thing in their hands. This person will definitely kill all the living things around him... You can't escape here."

"You Sitianjian are all scammers!"

Su Ting cursed, took the thing, stuffed it into the bag, and wanted to carry the Taoist.

"What are you going to do?"

"You nonsense, of course you should run quickly!"

"If a real person is chasing and killing you, you will definitely not be able to escape by yourself, let alone carrying me, a seriously injured person? Even if you rescued me, it would only be carrying a corpse..."

"You can't sit still and wait for death, can you?" Su Ting put one hand into his bosom, wanting to take the gourd of cutting immortals first, as a precaution.

"Sit and wait for death?" The Taoist frowned immediately when he heard the words, and then said in deep thought: "You are right, you can't just sit and wait for death... I have a method, I can gather energy, and I can still stop the opponent for a while, but after a while, even if the opponent doesn't kill me, I will kill you." He must die, too."

He patted Su Ting and said: "You take your belongings and run for your life as best you can. I'll back you up and stop him."

Su Ting shook his head quickly when he heard the words, and said, "How can this be done? Am I a person who doesn't value loyalty?"

The Taoist sighed and said, "I couldn't survive, you put me down..."

Before he could finish his voice, he found that the hand that was holding him suddenly loosened.

The Taoist suddenly fell to the ground and sat down paralyzed.

As if he didn't realize it, Su Ting still maintained his supporting gesture and said, "Brother Dao, I'll take you away."

After that, he picked up the wind again, and led the elf and the little white snake to fly high into the sky.

The Taoist sat slumped on the ground, managed to stand up, and was stunned for a while, quite speechless.

"Brother Daoist, please hold on longer."

A voice came from the air, full of grief, and said: "Brother Dao, you can rest assured, I carry your hope, and I will survive."

(End of this chapter)