Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 117 Why

"Swallow, how are you feeling now?" Fat Zixuan looked at Huang Xiaoyan with great concern.

Huang Xiaoyan shook her head slightly, looked at Mo Chen, and said in a concentrated voice: "Brother Mo Chen, the power of the sharp blade storm is getting stronger and stronger, I feel that it is almost approaching the power of a high-level spiritual palace."

Mo Chen showed a calm smile, which made people look extremely at ease.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, even if you reach the peak power of the Lingfu, it won't hurt you. As for them, I will strike at the right time."

Huang Xiaoyan frowned and said: "Brother Mo Chen, I..."

"What?" Mo Chen asked with a smile.

Huang Xiaoyan squeezed out a pale smile, "I'm fine."

She felt that the effect of the Bifeng Pill on her was not obvious. Countless lingering wind blades seemed to pour into her body uncontrollably, but strangely did not cause any damage. This made her terrified, but she didn't want to let Mo Chen and the others were worried, so she didn't say anything.

She didn't know why, since she sensed this storm, her sea of ​​consciousness kept churning, but the little girl's mind was very simple, she didn't want Mo Chen and the others to worry.

shhhhhh!
The sharp blade storm is indeed getting stronger, Long Xinxue and Liang Xueling already feel a little powerless, their complexions are slightly pale, and the weaker big knife has punctured small holes in its clothes, looking extremely embarrassed.

However, he still gritted his teeth and insisted, and did not change his strategy.

As the top students of the school, they are definitely prepared for this kind of going out, and there must be some tricks that they haven't used.

As he continued to move forward, the power of the sharp blade storm was already comparable to that of a high-level spiritual mansion. Not only Wang Lao Wu felt unable to hold on, but even Murong Di, Long Xinxue and others felt the pressure doubled.

Long Xinxue and Liang Xueling's clothes were torn, exposing large areas of white skin.

"Damn!"

As women, Liang Xueling and Long Xinxue naturally couldn't bear this situation. Liang Xueling took out a jade plate, tapped it lightly with her fingers, and the jade plate burst out with a burst of white light. With her as the center, it opened instantly Two meters, to block all the wind blades around.

"Xinxue, Shitou, come to my side."

Liang Xueling moved Long Xinxue and Lin Shishan closer, and the light from the jade plate just shrouded the three of them.

"This jade plate is blessed with inscription patterns, and it belongs to the second-tier top-grade defensive weapon. It can last for a cup of tea, and I hope it can protect us from the storm of sharp blades."

Seeing Liang Xueling using his hole cards, Wang Lao Wu and Murong Di also began to use their respective hole cards one after another. Murong Di's palm folding fan flew out, turning into a fan-shaped wall, blocking in front of him, and Wang Lao Wu's body also A piece of armor emerged.

Everyone's eyes brightened slightly, but they didn't expect that the folding fan in Murong Di's hand turned out to be Xuanbing, which was the same as the second-tier high-grade armor of Wang Laowu.

The second-order high-grade Xuanbing is much easier to use than the jade plate in Liang Xueling's hand, because it is not a blessing power, unless it is destroyed by force, it can be kept forever.

A strange light flashed in the eyes of Long Xinxue and Liang Xueling, with a faint trace of anger.

Murong Di is really selfish, there are such mysterious weapons that are only used until now, if they were brought out from the beginning, they would not be so embarrassed.

A smug look flashed in Murong Di's eyes, and he and Wang Laowu walked forward leisurely.

"Boom!"

The tea time passed quickly, and there was only a crisp sound, and Liang Xueling's jade plate was instantly shattered by the sharp blade storm, and the three of them were exposed to the storm again in an instant.

The lingering wind blade kept the three of them retreating, and the storm comparable to a sharp blade cut several bloody mouths on their bodies.

"Princess Ninth, Xueling, get behind me."

Lin Shishan pushed his physical skills to the extreme, and when the icy wind blade hit him, sparks burst out.

"Princess Nine, Xueling, get back behind me." Murongdi's complexion changed slightly, and he took the initiative to come to Long Xinxue and Liang Xueling, behind the fan-shaped iron wall.

Long Xinxue's complexion finally improved a lot, and she hurriedly shouted: "Shitou, come in quickly."

Hearing this, Murong Di's face changed slightly, "Princess Nine, my Xuanbing is not omnipotent. I try my best to mobilize it, but I'm afraid it won't last long, and I don't know how long this sharp blade storm will last. I think it's better to save some energy good."

Before he finished speaking, he tapped his finger lightly, and saw that the fan-shaped iron wall shrank rapidly, and it could only be regarded as the four of them.

He can save Long Xinxue because Long Xinxue is the royal princess, and he can save Liang Xueling because she is someone he likes, but Lin Shishan, why should he care.

"Murongdi, you!" Long Xinxue's expression turned ugly.

Murongdi said: "Princess Nine, it's not that I don't want to protect everyone, but that my strength is limited, and I can't hold on for long with all my strength. If the storm of sharp blades lingers for a long time, then we will be even more dangerous .”

"But that's our companion." Long Xinxue's face turned slightly cold.

"Sorry, I can't do anything." Murong Di shook his head.

Liang Xueling on the side didn't make a sound, but looked at Murong Di with a hint of disdain.

"Ninth Princess, don't worry, I can still persist." Lin Shishan said, and he didn't expect Murong Di to help him.

Long Xinxue took a deep look at Murong Di, then gritted her teeth and said, "We are a team, and I will never let my teammates cope alone, even if my ability is limited."

As soon as the words fell, Long Xinxue stepped forward and joined forces with Lin Shishan to resist.

Liang Xueling remained silent, and also came to Lin Shishan's side, and the three of them released their martial souls, pushing the vitality barrier to the extreme.

Mo Chen behind him nodded secretly, this Long Xinxue is worthy of being the queen of the emperor, choosing to advance and retreat with Lin Shishan will undoubtedly make Lin Shishan more loyal, this move is very easy to win people's hearts.

Regardless of whether Long Xinxue intended to win people's hearts or not, the effect was achieved.

And Liang Xueling is also considered loyal enough, in the face of danger, she is not wise enough to protect herself.

"It's almost time."

Feeling that the blade storm is getting stronger and has reached the power of a high-level spirit house, Mo Chen quickly walked towards Long Xinxue and the others, and took out three shelter pills, "Ninth Princess, I think this blade storm will continue to strengthen, soon It will reach the peak power of the Lingfu, I still have a few wind-proof pills, you can take them."

"Thank you."

Without any pretense, Long Xinxue directly took the Bifeng Pill.

"Thank you."

Liang Xueling smiled, although her complexion was a little pale, the smile was still sweet.

"You boy, why did you take it out now." Lin Shishan complained, but there was no complaint in the slightest with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Long Xinxue and Liang Xueling were with Mo Chen, the faces of Murong Di and Da Dao immediately darkened, their deep hatred was not concealed.

"Hmph, mere elixir, I don't believe how long it will last." Wang Laowu snorted coldly.

"Just look at it." Mo Chen replied coldly.

Murong Di looked at each other coldly, which meant to wait and see.

With Mo Chen's sheltering pill, the pressure on Long Xinxue and the others dissipated immediately, as if a powerful force was resisting the attack of the wind blade, which brightened their eyes.

Not long after the three of them swallowed the Bifeng Pill, the surrounding wind blades suddenly became violent, and the icy aura climbed layer by layer, and suddenly reached the peak of the Lingfu.

Long Xinxue and the others changed their expressions in astonishment, and looked at Mo Chen more gratefully. If it wasn't for the help of Mo Chen's sheltering pill, even they would be hard-pressed to resist such a terrifying storm.

Bang bang bang!
On the other side, the wind blade, which is comparable to the peak power of the Lingfu, continuously bombarded Murongdi's folding fan iron wall, and the powerful impact force kept shaking it back.

Murong Di's complexion was pale, and he danced wildly with both hands, pushing the power of the folding fan to the limit. However, under the impact of the terrifying sharp blade, the iron wall of the folding fan was gradually cracking, and small cracks continued to spread. In an instant, the entire The folding fan was covered with cracks like spider webs.

Murong Di's expression suddenly changed. If the folding fan was destroyed, he would definitely not be able to fight against this wind blade.

Looking at the dense, seemingly endless, never-ending wind blades, a look of despair began to appear on his face.

Wang Lao Wu leaned behind him, his expression also became tense, if Murong Di's folding fan was destroyed, he would not be able to hold on for long.

And looking at Mo Chen and the others, even in the face of such a powerful wind blade, they were not harmed at all, which made them unbalanced and gave birth to a glimmer of hope.

The two stimulated the vitality of their martial souls, kept the folding fan unbroken, and leaned towards Mo Chen.

"Mo Chen, give us one of your pills." Murong Di said to Mo Chen.

"Why?" Mo Chen snorted coldly.

Wang Laowu said anxiously: "Mo Chen, we are a team. At this moment, we should help each other and overcome difficulties together. Do you want to destroy our team?"

"team?"

Mo Chen showed a sarcastic smile, and said coldly: "Are you worthy of the word team? When you urged the folding fan earlier, you didn't seem to ask Brother Lin to go in."

Fatty Xuan also sarcastically said: "That's right, whoever said before that each is in the battle, each protects itself, and no one asks anyone else."

Liang Xueling and the others also had a look of contempt and coldness on their faces. When the Blade Storm was not strong, they argued for their own battles, not wanting to waste their strength.

He even hid his hole cards until the critical moment, and he was ruthlessly unwilling to help others.

How dare you ask for help at this moment?
No, it's not asking for help, but it's like an order, directly asking Mo Chen to take out the elixir, without the slightest condescending tone, on the contrary, it's just as it should be.

How can there be such a good thing in this world.

"Mo Chen, don't be too ruthless, otherwise, we will only suffer losses!" Murong Di's expression became even colder, like frost.

Wang Laowu turned his sword horizontally, and seemed to want to grab it.

Mo Chen's eyes were bright, and he said slightly angrily: "The weak must have the consciousness of the weak. At this moment, the two of you have not repented at all. On the contrary, you are still so righteous, and even want to fight, hmph."

Mo Chen snorted coldly, and Ling Lie said: "I didn't want to target you, but if you are like this, then you can't blame me, pill, no, if you want to grab it, it depends on whether you have the ability."

In fact, Mo Chen didn't intend to kill Murongdi and Wang Laowu, and it's not that he was determined not to care about them. After all, they all came out with Long Xinxue, so they were a team anyway.

If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, for Long Xinxue's sake, he will not do anything wrong.

He originally wanted to give Murong Di and the others a chance to repent, as long as they knew their mistakes and were willing to work together and stop making trouble for him, he would not refuse to save them.

But at this moment, where do they come to repent?

If so, why should he help?

(End of this chapter)