Zuodao Changsheng: I can transfer the price

Chapter 109 The Battle in the Rain (4k, please subscribe)

With a dragon chant resounding in front of the mansion, the hundreds of elite soldiers all stopped at the same time.

Black stripes appeared on the lazy orange cat, and the word "King" appeared on its forehead.

A black shadow wrapped around the orange cat, and then the body of the black shadow gradually swelled, and a phantom of a ten-foot-long dragon appeared in front of the mansion.

"Bluff, charge me!" A somewhat hoarse voice sounded, if you listen carefully, you will find that this voice is somewhat similar to the middle-aged butler in the prime minister's mansion.

Following this shout, all the soldiers raised their steel knives and rushed towards the orange cat with loud shouts.

"Meow~"

The orange cat just meowed lightly, but the meow fell in front of the enemy, as if the beast king roared from the ancient wilderness.

The phantom of the flood dragon wrapped around it slowly solidified, and then with a flick of its tail, it swept away the enemy who was only a few steps away in front of it, and was knocked away by dozens of feet. The blood, it seems to be dead, can't die anymore.

At the same time, Tangerine's body also began to swell, and the originally round and obese body gradually became stronger, with muscle lines appearing on it, and the cute and cute cat face, at this moment, also turned into a very shocking tiger face.

A huge tiger with a height of three or four feet roared, and walked with sharp and graceful steps, staring coldly at the many soldiers in front of it.

The family soldiers who had just summoned up their courage retreated again at this moment, and could only hold the steel knife in their hands tightly, giving themselves a little comfort.

"Alien beast?" Among the enemies who attacked this time, there was no lack of knowledgeable people. Although they could not directly recognize Juzi's true identity, they could discover that Juzi was a species of alien beast.

And the aura emanating from Ju Zi, comparable to a monk in the second realm, was enough to deter them, not to mention the deterrent power brought by the dragon soul beside Ju Zi was unprecedented.

The middle-aged man who just made a hoarse voice hesitated at this moment. Their task was indeed to kill everyone in the mansion in front of them, especially the second prince who had become the prince, but now a little orange cat at the door can kill them all. All the way to go was blocked.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the downpour wiped out the courage of the group of soldiers who came to attack and kill.

Tangerine walked lightly, obviously a beast, but could see a sense of elegance and calmness.

"The Taoist said that anyone who dares to take a step forward will die~"

It's hard to imagine that the words spoken by such a ferocious and terrifying monster have such a cute and light tone. If you ignore the content of this sentence, especially the last sentence at the end of the sentence, it will be even more playful.

But the mouth of the dragon soul entrenched next to Juzi emitted azure light, and a chilly breath spread out from Juzi's feet, and the rainwater turned into solid ice as soon as it fell on the ground.

There was a deep chill coming from the steel knives held by the soldiers. This piercing pain made them eager to throw away the weapons in their hands, but they didn't dare to do so. Only with the knives in their hands could they give them Bring a sense of security.

Just when they were thinking of quitting, a voice sounded, which made them feel at ease.

"Leave this tiger to me, you just go in."

Layers of black shadows spread out in front of the mansion, and a middle-aged man wearing a long gown slowly walked over with a look of sadness in his eyes. The raindrops fell three feet above the middle-aged man's head. Deviated from the direction, not a drop of rain fell on him.

"Prime Minister, forgive me for my incompetence..."

The middle-aged man who covered his face saw Song Tinghui's appearance, and knew that it was meaningless for him to hide his identity, so he quickly admitted his mistake to Song Tinghui.

Song Tinghui just raised his hand slightly, glanced at the dragon soul entrenched in front of the mansion, and interrupted the middle-aged man's words of apology.

"It's okay, it's not your fault. Who would have thought that the orange cat that was eaten at the banquet a few days ago turned out to be the Queen of the Tiger, and even the ghost controlled by it was a dragon soul."

Song Tinghui said softly, his eyes passed through the silky rain curtain and fell on Juzi.

Juzi was a little puzzled by this gaze, and finally could only yell at Song Tinghui.

The tiger's roar made the hundreds of people in front of them back again and again in shock, only Song Tinghui stood where he was, and said softly: "The ground is a prison!"

Inadvertently, everyone felt that Song Tinghui and Juzi disappeared in front of them.

But their eyes can indeed see them, but the senses other than the eyes feel that both of them have disappeared in this space.

Only the middle-aged man with a hoarse voice knew what kind of supernatural power his prime minister had used, and he felt lucky. Fortunately, he didn't attack the orange cat desperately, otherwise there would be only blurred flesh and blood left at this moment. .

After all, this is a character whose own prime minister needs to use his supernatural powers to pull the other party to another space to fight!
"Get in!" The middle-aged man didn't have time to continue to sigh and rejoice, and gave orders to the many soldiers behind him.

A group of soldiers rushed forward again, their boots crushed the ice frozen by the chill unconsciously emanating from the Dragon Soul just now.

But at this moment, a young man with a pale complexion wearing the clothes worn by the statue of Master Chen Hua in the Town God's Temple came out. What was even more frightening was that there was no shadow of the lantern under him.

He pointed lightly at the steps in front of the mansion, and flicked his finger lightly, as if drawing a line in the void.

"The master said, those who dare to take a step forward will die!"

A Liang's tone of voice was not as light as that of Tangerine, but only slightly threatening.

The middle-aged man couldn't see A Liang's details, but he didn't have the fear in his heart before, after all, standing behind him was his own prime minister!

And the group of Bingyong also held similar thoughts in their hearts, clenched the steel knife in their hands, and walked slowly towards A Liang at the door.

"The first one to enter will be rewarded with a hundred gold!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man, and soon a few stunned people quickened their pace and crossed the line drawn by Ah Liang.

"After being called A Liang, I seem to have really become a good person. I haven't killed anyone for a long time." A Liang murmured faintly.

There was a double light of gold and dark color coming out of his body, and the light of dark color was even brighter at this moment. In the shadow behind A Niang, countless ferocious ghosts crawled out, and they rushed towards the few who rushed up like hungry tigers. warrior.

There was a burst of biting that made people feel chills all over, and the sound of devouring and chewing came.

In just a few moments, the few people who crossed that line turned into dead bones.

At the same time, several ferocious ghosts appeared around A Liang again, and the faces of those ghosts were very similar to those of the people who had just died.

Perhaps the soldiers in the prime minister's mansion were considered elite among ordinary people, but facing these ghosts controlled by A Liang, the difference in strength between the two sides was like an elephant and an ant.

As the ghost roared and its sharp claws flashed, the soldiers holding steel knives fell in a pool of blood.

No matter what promises and rewards the middle-aged people make, their bravery is not worth mentioning in front of the claws and spells of ghosts.

How could these ordinary flesh and blood be compared with the ghosts controlled by the second practitioners? No matter how powerful the blood was, they would always collapse after their companions fell one after another.

Ah Liang walked forward calmly, the rain fell on him but passed through directly, leaving no wet traces, the breath from the most docile servant in front of Lin Shou at this moment made the group of elite soldiers unable to resist, staggering Back crowded back.

Walking to the steps of the mansion, his toes just stepped on the line drawn.

Ah Liang had a smile on his face, but the group of soldiers seemed to see a devil sharpening his claws gracefully. The sharpest part of the claws gently scratched their hearts, making them shudder.

"I said, those who cross the line... die!"

The rain kept washing away the corpses that fell on the ground. Some soldiers survived by luck, either missing arms or broken legs, moaning while clutching their wounds.

The smell of blood became weaker and weaker as the rain washed away, but more and more fine sweat appeared on the forehead of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man knew very well that he was not Ah Liang's opponent. The strange opponent in front of him, who also practiced the Dao of Incense and the Dao of Netherworld, had extraordinary combat power at all, and he could match it with advanced training.

But he also knew better what the task the prime minister entrusted to him was. Seeing the crowd retreat, he stepped out of the crowd and stepped on the first step behind the line.

The light in A Liang's eyes flickered, he raised his arm, and a crimson magic sword wrapped with golden light appeared in his hand.

The middle-aged man's pupils constricted, and he pulled out the sword from his waist. Black martial arts qi wrapped around his body, and the sword turned into a bright light and guarded in front of him.

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, the middle-aged man was shocked back a few steps, and the sword in his hand was broken inch by inch, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged man was panting violently, adjusting his breathing, but the crimson sword shadow came through the air again, passing through the heavy rain, this time he was unstoppable!

Just at this moment, a shrill cat meow came from behind.

The orange screamed and flew upside down, with two or three drops of crystal saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, this old man is a bit powerful, I am not his opponent!"

Only then did Ah Liang discover that the dragon soul controlled by Juzi had been broken, and the phantom of Juzi's re-condensation became even dimmer.

Tangerine was seriously injured, though not fatally.

This prime minister is not in vain, and I am afraid that he can be regarded as an extremely powerful opponent in the third realm.

And Song Tinghui gently grasped the sword A Liang stabbed with two fingers, and then flicked the red gold sword into the wall beside him with a flick of his fingers.

The middle-aged man panted heavily, but looked up at Song Tinghui, and found that the ring finger and little finger of Song Tinghui's left hand were wrapped in ice.

Song Tinghui frowned, raised his left hand, and then the two ice joints on his body trembling with mana suddenly shattered, but his two fingers were also shattered.

"Master..." The middle-aged man looked at Song Tinghui's wound in shock, he never thought that the cat could actually hurt his prime minister.

The melancholy on Song Tinghui's brows did not dissipate, and he said softly, "Go back to the prime minister's mansion, take the young lady and wife to leave the capital, leave Daqian, go to the east or the west, and never come back."

"But..." How could a middle-aged man be willing to do such a thing of abandoning his master, but Song Tinghui stopped him with a look, clenched his hands tightly, gritted his teeth and turned away.

Song Tinghui looked at the leaving figure of the middle-aged man, then turned around and looked at A Liang, and five black laws appeared around him.

Juzi's injury at the moment recovered a little and he was able to crawl on the ground. Looking at the five laws around Song Tinghui, he said to A Liang: "Can you do it? If you can't, go and ask the Taoist priest to come out..."

A Liang looked solemnly at the five legal orders beside Song Tinghui, and he felt a strong oppressive force from the legal orders, which is the strength of the third realm of Legalism.

"No, doesn't it make the two of us useless?!"

A Liang gritted his teeth, the golden light and the purple light erupted on his body at the same time, and the number of those ferocious and terrifying ghosts increased to a higher level.

The golden light and the faint purple light entwine, and the ghosts gradually changed their shapes in the light. Soon, the hideous appearance of the ghosts changed into a human form, and weapons such as chains, black umbrellas and long knives appeared in their hands. The ghost difference is very similar.

Under the control of Ah Liang's thoughts, these newly formed ghost messengers suddenly rushed out.

But the next moment, one of the five legal orders around Song Tinghui flew out.

"town!"

It's just that in an instant, those ghosts who were comparable to the first realm suddenly disappeared.

And the other four laws also flew out at the same time to form a large formation, suppressing A Liang and Ju Zi.

"What should I do?" Juzi yelled, it just tasted enough of these supernatural powers and knows how powerful they are.

Ah Liang frowned, his already pale face turned even paler now, but he muttered, "What else can I do? Ask the master for help!"

Then the two shouted into the house together.

"Master help!"

"Taoist save meow!"

Song Tinghui's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, and then a magic sword with icy light flew out of the mansion. There was a dragon's head carved on the guard of this magic sword, and it exuded a cold aura.

After the magic sword appeared, it deftly shuttled through the four laws several times, and those laws collapsed immediately.

Song Tinghui narrowed his eyes, and several figures came out from the gate of the mansion, one tall and two short.

Lin Shou walked ahead, still wearing the tattered Taoist robe, and stretched at the door.

And the magic sword that just shattered the supernatural powers of the monks of the third realm of legalism hangs obediently behind Lin Shou as if it has spiritual wisdom.

Behind Lin Shou stood His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Daqian and Zhang Baigui. The Crown Prince looked at Song Tinghui with complicated eyes, and Song Tinghui leaned forward slightly to show that he had seen him.

"What are you shouting, can Daoist let you all die?"

(End of this chapter)