The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 818

Realizing that Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou, who had been squeezed out, really didn't hesitate after speaking, they turned around and left.

The two of them walked so simply that Jing Yunting was taken aback for a moment, as if he hadn't thought of it. After recovering, Jing Yunting was not surprised to see a lot of spectacle-like eyes around him, and couldn't help but wry smile.

"Hey, Bo Qinghuan, you..." Jing Yunting couldn't help shaking his head.

Bo Qinghuan raised her eyebrows: "What? I didn't let the two of them go. That bitch Zhen Yirou didn't say anything about you? I'm equivalent to a monk of the Tibetan God. Are the two of them nobler than us? Why should we suffer? Her anger?"

"Then there's no need to attack the two of them now." Jing Yunting said, looking at the surrounding monks meaningfully.

The Tibetan God monks at the Gate of Life and Death already squinted their eyes and looked towards this side, lowering their heads as if they were whispering something.Seeing Jing Yunting looking over, those people stared back unceremoniously, their smiles were somewhat malicious.

Jing Yunting remained silent, now there are only three Acacia Sect monks in East China Sea, including him, and they are all in the early stage of Tibetan God. Weak, it is also the weakest among the three sects of Momen.

"Everyone is gone, can they come back again?" Bo Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and walked aside, ignoring Jing Yunting and the one who was hurt by Xiu Enai and chose to stand on Bo Qinghuan's side The nun in red.

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Leaving Dong Hai aside, he said that Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou, who were full of anger, were angry and prepared to join the Huanzong. They hurried past Mogu City and traveled a certain distance.

Seeing that Lu Zhouxu's anger still persisted, Zhen Yirou couldn't help but comfort him: "Brother, it's all my fault. If I hadn't offended people on a daily basis, they wouldn't..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Lu Zhouxu glanced at Zhen Yirou, stretched out his hand to wrap her waist, the anger on his face subsided a little, "It's the eunuch Bo Qinghuan who prepared to attack us early in the morning. I'm afraid I remembered it long ago."

"Senior brother is always getting angry with me, I..." Zhen Yirou was thrown aside by Lu Zhouxu before she finished speaking, and the three thousand Qi-eating blades flew out, and with a crisp weapon, she wanted to catch it. With a sound, several darts fell to the ground.

"The reaction is not slow!" With a cold snort, three slightly pale cultivators appeared in front of them holding three similar long swords.

Zhen Yirou backhanded the hairpin on the topknob, stroked it a few times, and a simple formation surrounded the five people: "The three brothers of the Liu family of the Life and Death Gate are just the ones who have entered the Tibetan God, and they dare to fight with the two of us." Do it, you are looking for death!"

Zhen Yirou let out a soft drink, murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

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Tired of walking, Jia Jia moved her ear tips and opened her eyes: a high-ranking monk was fighting ten miles away!However, she had no intention of participating, she turned around and was about to leave, but her legs sank suddenly: No!It's that male cultivator, I haven't seen him control himself for dozens of days, why did he run out again today?

"What are you doing? Those are Tibetan God monks. I just entered the Tibetan God. Should I die?" Jia Jia gritted her teeth, trying to regain control of her body, but found that it was very difficult.

The voice sounded again: "Calm down, I'm going to follow your plan, what else are you going to do if you don't take your Kunlun cultivator into surgery? I rested for more than ten days, it's not that you said to regain control can be taken back.”

"You're crazy, there are at least four or five Tibetan monks there, and they just died in vain in the past!" Jia Jia said with some difficulty, "I finally survived the Tibetan god, I don't want to just die like this."

"That's you, not me." The voice was lazy, with a weak look, as if he wanted to control Jiajia's body with all his heart, "Aren't you very smart, guessing that I want to take revenge on the monks of the world. But do you think anyone is qualified to be killed by me, to be beaten by me? What are those little monks with Nascent Soul and Golden Core? I am a dignified high-ranking monk. "

It was the first time that "he" uttered such a great ideal - to take revenge on the world. Jiajia and Xuanling almost stopped at the same time. At this moment, Jiajia's body was completely controlled by him.

In that involuntary state again, Jia Jia felt herself kicking her feet involuntarily, as if she was getting used to it, but after a while, she walked towards the place where the senior monks started.

Seeing the people in Dou Zuo, Jia Jia was also taken aback for a moment: Two of them are also acquaintances——Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou, the last time I saw them were in the East China Sea, why did they appear in the East China Sea now? Out of the wilderness?
She was not allowed to think, and her whole body began to move involuntarily.

Jiajia seemed to be standing at a very high place and watched her do it. This feeling is really absurd and indescribable.

The spiritual power in her whole body was divided into two parts of her legs and hands. She stepped down quickly, walked a few steps, and suddenly appeared in the center of the battle with a strange and wonderful figure. A monk, the two of them were bombarded by Jie Lei, half of their body went numb, and they suddenly lost consciousness, and then they were involuntarily kicked at Lu Zhou by the female cultivator who suddenly joined the battle and wore the uniform of the Kunlun sect. Xu Xu's three thousand gas-eating blades, and the so-called formation master Zhen Yirou's formation was implicated by her with a few iron bullets, but the formation was broken in the blink of an eye.

Using the figures of the two monks as a cover, Jia Jia attacked Lu Zhouxu with a single strike with the sword in his hand. Although the cover was good, Lu Zhouxu was not mediocre, and it was easy to dodge. After passing the Wufeng Sword, Fang Yao raised the corners of his lips to sneer, but the corners of his lips were not raised yet, the right hand holding the [-] Qi Devouring Blade felt a pain, and at the same time let go of the hand, the long-famous natal magic weapon instantly When she let go, Zhen Yirou was shocked when she saw this, and rushed over to catch the three thousand Qi Devouring Blades. Lu Zhouxu's face turned pale after taking a pain, and it was only at this time that he could clearly see what was plotting against him. It was a scaled-down version of the sword without a front.

Unexpectedly, Jiajia, who seldom sacrificed a dagger, would suddenly sacrifice a dagger, and Lu Zhouxu suffered a sad loss.Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Zhen Yirou who was running over to catch his talisman, and his expression changed drastically: "Sister Rou, be careful behind you!"

The only monk among the three brothers of the Liu family who was not restrained by Jia Jia was standing beside Zhen Yirou. Seeing this, without even thinking about it, he slashed at Zhen Yirou with a sword. But at this moment, there was a sharp pain in her chest, and the faint flash of lightning reminded her that the one who hurt her so badly was the Butian Jieshou.

Who was Lu Zhouxu? Seeing this, he hurriedly activated the three thousand Qi Devouring Blades, circled around the crowd, took advantage of the moment Jiajia let go, pulled Zhen Yirou up, turned and ran.

After activating several Stealth Talismans in a row, Lu Zhouxu supported the pale Zhen Yirou beside him when he saw that he had walked out of the wilderness: "Sister Rou, how are you doing?"

"Three ribs were broken, but fortunately the dantian was not injured!" Zhen Yirou's forehead was already covered with a dense layer of beads of sweat.

The tingling sensation in Lu Zhouxu's hand was still reminding him who had hurt him. Seeing this, he couldn't help being furious: "What a Kunlun monk! How dare he collude with the monks of the Life and Death Gate to hurt me and go back to the East China Sea! This matter The two of us must discuss an explanation!"

Let's not talk about Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou for the time being, just talk about the three brothers of the Liu family who are stunned in place.The three of them had enmity with Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou hundreds of years ago, and only then did they receive a subpoena from their martial brothers, saying that Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou had left in anger, so they came to block them and planned to kill them two people.It's just that he didn't expect that the two of the Hehuan sect cooperated so well that the three of them were almost at a loss. If it wasn't for this female cultivator who came from who knows where and was dressed in the uniform of the Kunlun sect, they would have been seriously injured if they didn't die.

Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou fled, and the three brothers of the Liu family were somewhat entangled in their hearts: on the one hand, the Dao and the devil are incompatible, and the one in front of them is a Kunlun monk, so the logic should be to act immediately.But just now she really saved the three of them, although the way of saving them was a bit rough; the most important thing is that judging from the previous female Xiulu's actions, she really can't be underestimated.

Seeing her walking over alive and kicked by a thunderbolt, the nun shook her head and looked at the three of them for a while, then stretched out her hand and pointed at the waists of the three of them: "Your sword looks good, show me !"

The three flying swords of the three brothers of the Liu family are all made of ten-thousand-year-old mother-child iron. It is hard to find one thing, let alone three?The most important thing is that these three long swords are the natal weapons of the three of them. How can this female cultivator who just saw it today just show it if she wants to see it.

The faces of the three of them changed drastically when they heard the words, perhaps their numb arms were still reminding them that this female cultivator was by no means a kind person. One of them laughed dryly twice and said, "You are just joking. He behaves moderately and has a gentleman's legacy. If you think about the skills of a fellow Taoist, he is also a pillar of the school, and he should not be the kind of person who steals people's favor."

"Oh—" the female nun nodded with a drawn out tone.

The three brothers of the Liu family felt a little flustered for some reason. Seeing the female cultivator's heavy face, they were about to speak when suddenly the three of them felt numbness on both sides of their bodies. Holding three long swords in his hands, he stood in front of them.Then with a backhand strike, the three long swords disappeared without a trace. The three of them only saw the female cultivator clapping her hands, pointing to her nose and proudly saying, "I am this kind of person!"

This is a bright provocation!The three brothers of the Liu family were furious, just now the three of us were just being cautious and didn't make a move, you think the three of us are afraid that you will fail?

Thinking about it this way, the three brothers of the Liu family hurriedly said a few formulas: "Mother and Son Flying Sword, answer my call, come quickly!"

"Come quickly!"

"Come on! Come on!"

"Come quickly!"

……

Feijian has been missing for a long time.

The three brothers of the Liu family were terrified. The three of them were out-and-out sword cultivators. They only cultivated a flying sword of their own. Among the magic treasures stored, they will also find them by themselves.

But now the three of them shouted "Come quickly" for a long time, but they still couldn't sense the existence of Feijian.

Xuan Ling in the chaotic world is also feeling furious at the moment when his head was smashed three times: God knows that Jia Jia suddenly threw three flying swords in, he was just lying on the ground thinking about the past few days He was smashed right in front of him, and now it was the time when his eyes were full of stars. Hearing the "come quickly" outside, he couldn't help shouting: "Whatever you shout, you are in the world of chaos, so come quickly!" ?”

The natal flying sword disappeared, and the three brothers of the Liu family were furious. They looked at Jia Jia as if they could eat people: "You bastard, take your life!"

"Come on!" Seeing the female cultivator's eyes sparkle, she was gearing up for fisting, and the two flying swords in her hand were turning slightly around her side, the three of them were startled, and they couldn't help but think of being sent away with a blow from her first. Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou felt their feet soften for some reason.

But after hesitating, she heard the female cultivator knock on the long sword in her hand: "If you don't come, I will come!"

After saying that, he stabbed with a sword.

The three of them were extremely frightened and reacted like Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou, wasting dozens of Stealth Talismans and escaped from the wilderness.

When it was confirmed that the female cultivator would not come after her again, the three of them looked at each other in shock: "What should I do? The Flying Sword of Fate is gone?"

After looking at each other for a while, one of them gritted his teeth and said angrily: "If you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple! I recorded it with the Shuo Ying Stone, and went to the East China Sea! Ask Fu Qingniu what they mean by this? You bastard!"

"Unexpectedly, there are such shameless people in Kunlun!"

"It's too much, I really can't swallow this breath!"

"Kunlun must give us an explanation!"

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After the three of them left, Jiajia rubbed her shoulders and kicked her feet, but said in her mouth: "I'm still not used to it, let's forget it this time, I didn't kill any of them, I won't do it next time." Let them go!"

Then the familiar heavy feeling hit, Jiajia shook her head, tried to move her hands, and the control of her body returned to her own hands: "he" seemed to be tired and went to rest.

After a while, Xuan Ling, who was still scratching his head in the chaotic world, spoke cautiously: "Jia Jia, has he left?"

"En." Jiajia responded.

Xuan Ling in the chaotic world was silent for a long while, and then said: "Jia Jia, forgive me!"

"Ok?"

"Since I met you, I have never seen you as powerful as you are today!"

Jia Jia remained silent: Although she couldn't help herself, she was clear and experienced it with a very strange experience: the attack just now, whether it was the attack of the attack, or the connection of moves, or even predicting the five People's reactions are all accurate, Jiajia thought to herself, she might not be able to reach this level in decades or even 100 years!

(End of this chapter)