Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 170 The Nether Dragon Spiritual Water first shows its power

In martial arts, there is a saying that "one force can defeat ten societies", and there is also the concept of "only quickness will never break".

Which one is better or worse between power and speed will not be discussed for now.

But the current scene has proven what an exaggerated effect it will have when speed is suppressed by a realm.

Especially for such scenarios where the enemy is outnumbered, in the face of absolute speed, the scale effect brought by quantity is almost nothing.

This is also the fundamental reason why the war situation is one-sided.

Of course, analysis always seems rational and cold.

The senior brother from Bichao Palace squatted on a tree trunk and witnessed the massacre with his own eyes. The shock in his heart was beyond words that can be described in just a few words!

He held his breath and tried his best to control the surging emotions, but his heart was still beating wildly.

Turning his head and looking around, he saw only shadows of trees and winding vines, and everything around him seemed to be surrounding him.

Tick.

There were drops of water dripping, which made his heart tremble heavily.

Fortunately, in his field of vision, Wu Meng was collecting the nails of the three-fingered monkey demon and was completely unaware of this.

Leaning slightly, his figure flashed and disappeared.

The Bichao Palace monk let out a long sigh of relief. After waiting for a moment, he finally showed his figure, made a slight distinction, and walked quickly in a certain direction.

What he didn't notice was that just as he was leaving, a leaf trembled slightly somewhere in the dark forest, and a ray of light flashed past in the same direction.

……

boom!

Luo Qingbao stepped on a broken sword and rushed left and right in the forest.

Just when he dodged a tree trunk in front of him, an obstacle suddenly appeared in the empty place.

He hit something strong and fell into the forest like a gourd rolling on the ground.

For a moment, the world was spinning, and my ears were ringing.

Before the roll could stop, he gathered all his strength, randomly chose a direction, and pounced.

boom!

There was another more violent impact.

The direction he threw himself at was an exposed jagged rock. This move, even with a practitioner's physique, would kill half of his life.

Luo Qingbao was lying on the ground and wanted to struggle to get up, but he only felt burning pain all over his body. Even a trivial gasp caused a heartbreaking feeling.

Just before the cup of tea.

He was discovered by the four chiefs of Luofeng Valley and Bichao Palace.

Before he could react, he felt flying swords surrounding his neck, and then his vision began to spin upside down.

Was he beheaded?

At that time, all the blood in Luo Qingbao's body became coagulated.

If he were the same person before, he would be so frightened that he would tremble and become weak if he found this scene.

However, now, the preparations made in advance have taken effect.

He thought of the two brothers and sisters of the Qi family.

These two people belong to the Qi family, and they have a peer relationship with the famous crazy young master.

And what the Qi family is best at is disturbing people's hearts!

At the critical moment, he reacted incredibly quickly and grabbed his head. Although he knew it was an illusion, his eyes were still spinning upside down.

Taking advantage of this moment of opportunity, he suddenly turned around and struck out with a sword.

This sword is not very powerful, but its effect is surprisingly good!

"Meng Haoyi!"

Suddenly, someone seemed to shout in surprise.

good chance!

Luo Qingbao put his palm on his waist, took out a broken sword, put the sword into it, immediately jumped up, and stepped on the blade to break through the air.

Due to the lack of inheritance, this is the only move he has mastered since he started practicing the Heart Refining Sword.

The speed is countless times faster than the broken paper kite in the early years.

It's a pity that it is probably due to the lack of orthodox know-how, speed and extremely low sensitivity.

Coupled with the mental interference caused by the Qi brothers and sisters who had come back to their senses, he tried his best to escape only for a cup of tea.

Then, the previous scene happened.

Luo Qingbao collapsed on the ground, like a piece of rotten meat, twitching slightly every time his chest rose and fell. "Which sect are you a disciple of? Are the four of us so scary? We will scare you into a headless fly."

A figure came closer and chuckled.

The words fell.

stab.

Luo Qingbao was tied to his ankles by a vine and hung up high.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of water came to his face, and regardless of his life or death, it flowed roughly between his mouth and nose, washing away the dirt.

He choked and coughed violently, and his face was covered with water stains. He couldn't tell whether it was the tears spurted out or the remaining water secrets.

"Hey! I know this person!"

Wang Ming, the youngest person present, suddenly said in surprise: "Isn't this the trash from the Luo family of Yunyao Sect? It was this guy who cut off the sword blank in Huaqu back then!"

"Sword blank..."

The sister of the Qi family asked curiously: "You said you were a loser, how come you still had the sword blank cut off?"

"It's not the guy named Wu Meng from our sect."

Wang Ming said, looking around with an alert expression: "Be careful. Although this person is a coward, his friend is not a vegetarian. Lin Youjiang was defeated by him!"

Wang Ming didn't understand Wu Meng, but he knew his former enemy Lin Youjiang.

"Sanhua Laomo?"

Everyone present had obviously heard of this person, and even if they hadn't noticed it earlier, they had an impression after Meng Hao's glance.

Senior Brother Luo Fenggu smiled and said: "So, the people who were besieged by the monkeys before were probably these two brothers in distress."

"It's almost as if my senior brother is still missing. He must have been entangled by this beast."

The brother of the Qi family shook his head speechlessly, raised his hand to cast his spell, and smiled apologetically at Luo Qingbao: "I have to deal with that troublesome friend of yours carefully, so I have to send you on your way first."

Say it.

His hand techniques changed, and his fingertips turned black and shiny.

"This technique is called Nanguiyin."

A ball of black gas erupted from his fingertips, like a bubble, with grimaces twisting and changing, as if they were undergoing torture, ferocious and desperate.

"Those who are affected by this technique will have their blood and energy rush to their brains, and ice and ghosts will linger around them. They will make all kinds of strange sounds in this wonderful experience until they die."

He glanced at Luo Qingbao's embarrassed face, smiled and pointed.

Just now.

Suddenly a figure emerged from the forest.

The figure was still more than ten feet away, and it seemed that he shouted excitedly because he saw a few people.

"Wu Meng... is Yunyao Sect Wu Meng..."

The voice came from far away, and the Qi family brother was startled when he heard it.

This voice is full of emotion, revealing strong surprise and deep fear.

Senior brother, who is usually steady and steady, is like a frightened bird!

Is this Wu Meng really that scary?

His thoughts only lasted a moment, and in the eyes of others, he was stunned for a moment, and then he pressed his fingers heavily.

The corners of Qi's brother's mouth were already curled up.

However, this finger was in vain!

Tick ​​tock!

The fingertips seemed to have touched a drop of water. First, a cold feeling flowed down the arm into the heart and spleen, and then only numbness remained.

What's happening here? !

He realized something was wrong, looked down, and suddenly his expression changed!

There were wisps of black smoke coming out of his wrist.

Not to mention the Nan Guiyin technique, even the fingers and palms disappeared.

This scene happened so suddenly that he didn't even feel the pain yet, only his mind was filled with doubts.

"Where's my hand?"

(End of this chapter)