Fu Canglu

Chapter 453 Wait for her to speak

The little highness, whose dragon, snake, and lotus were in full bloom, ran extremely fast, and the sword energy barrier ran all the way with him, and he caught up with the city lord of Fengxue Yincheng almost in an instant.

Facing His Royal Highness, the City Lord of Fengxue Yincheng swept back, his back was almost close to the ground, and his feet kept stepping on the ground to use his strength to send himself out. At this moment, his face was gloomy, his hands were wiped on the green ghost mask, and the power of Taixu was entangled fingertip.

Although this avatar is a string-controlling puppet master, and its combat power is not comparable to the deity, it can still be regarded as a practitioner in the realm of a master.

Plus the appearance of emptiness.

Facing the little highness who is only at the peak of the ninth rank, how can he fall to the point of "the tiger falls into the sun"?

The lord of Fengxue Yincheng tugged at his fingertips suddenly.

There is a line between heaven and earth.

The semi-circular sword energy barrier suddenly shrank, and was pulled by the invisible force of emptiness. The entire barrier area was pulled tightly and rounded, uneven, like half a water polo that might burst at any time.

Yi Xiao sensed the huge pressure behind her.

Holding the Dayuan Qi sword, it seems to be "chasing and killing", but it is actually murderous every step of the way. The expressionless string master under the green ghost mask is a real master, and it is controlled by the spirit of the great master. An old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

His Highness took a deep breath.

Wounds for injuries, blood for blood.

He has the appearance of a dragon and a snake, and he can afford it.

Yi Xiao suddenly clenched the Da Yuan Qi sword tightly, aimed at the mask of the green ghost and poked it!
The Lord of Fengxue Yincheng's expression was indifferent, and he clasped his fingers together.

The invisible Taixu silk thread cut through the full circle of sword energy, and the barrier of sword energy exploded in an instant, and wisps of sword energy floated out, Taixu was sharper than sword energy, and suddenly fell, like a rain of arrows, densely falling on the little highness of the spine.

"Rumble Rumble"

After the loud noise of the riot.

His Highness stood up unsteadily.

The lotus robes were already broken into pieces.

His back is full of invisible spears, all of which are full, penetrating into the bone three points, and with the strength of the back muscles, they move intensively.

The lotus robe of His Royal Highness was shattered, the breastplate inside was also broken into pieces, and the heart guard was pierced by Tai Xu's spear, piercing through the back of the heart.

One dragon and one snake in the lotus pond looked extremely sluggish and sluggish.

The injury turned very slowly.

His Highness spat, shook a little, leaned back slightly, the tip of the Taixu spear piercing through the heart mirror under the lotus robe hit the ground, preventing him from falling down.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, looked down, and looked at a place not far away.

At this moment, only the hilt of the great vitality sword was left above the ground.

The City Lord of Fengxue Yincheng, whose whole body was flattened and swept back, had already been nailed to the ground by the great vitality sword, and his chest was pierced by the great vitality sword.

But his limbs did not move at all, they were spread out in a big herringbone shape.

He just lay down on the ground quietly.

There was no expression on the green ghost mask, it seemed that he was thinking about something.

The injury of this great vitality sword looked extremely terrifying, but it was not enough to cause death.

It's like these Taixu spears pierced all over the little highness's body.

The dragon snake in the lotus pond lowered its voice and roared, and the muscles on the back of His Royal Highness slowly moved, pushing these spears out of his body one by one.

His Royal Highness knows that with his cultivation, he is not the opponent of the Lord of Yincheng in front of him. Even if the opponent is not the deity himself, a clone of the master realm, if he really wants to fight, the realm is a big difference.

But he still wants to fight.

When you meet, there is no reason not to draw your sword and not to do it.

So when he made a move, it was a shopping spree.

Blood debts, bloody battle to the end.

Jian Zongming looked indifferent, looking at the tragic scene not far away.

Behind him, Qingshi left the shattered immortal tablet with everyone who had escaped from the immortal monument. At this moment, Qingshi was frowning and was about to roll up his sleeves and go forward to help, but Jian Zongming gently stretched out a stick. Fingers stop.

The four quasi-monsters of the holy island came out of the immortal stele, and obediently stayed behind the lord of the Great Bright Palace.

Jian Zongming turned around and calmly said to Qingshi: "What is mixed?"

Qingshi raised his eyebrows, and said: "Your Highness fights, of course I shouldn't meddle in it, but fighting a grand master with a ninth rank will not allow me not to meddle."

Jian Zongming let out a cry.

His gaze moved down slightly, and he moved to the stele of Liuxian Monument, where an old sword left by him remained.

Jian Zongming stretched out one hand, picked up the hilt of the sword, and with light force, the hilt was separated from the stone tablet.

Pull out "Dugu".

The moment Dugu left the Monument of Immortals, this immortal monument in the world that had been preserved for countless years began to disintegrate at an extremely fast speed. It was no longer a crack like before, but part of the monument splashed, and then turned into a curling green. cigarette.

The entire immortal stele was wiped out.

Jian Zongming has "karma" in his left hand and "Dugu" in his right hand.

A virtual sword and a real sword.

He slowly retracted the two swords, covering "Dugu" with "karma".

The eccentricity of "karma" lies in its illusory body, which can be superimposed on any sword in the world.

Jian Zongming put "karma" and "dugu" into his sheath.

With his usual expression, he raised the scabbard and lightly smashed it on the ground.

"now what?"

Qingshi opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The Lord of Yincheng, who was covered with the mask of the green ghost, was cut open by a sword at this moment. The level beyond the ninth rank was directly cut open by "karma", splashed and turned into nothingness.

The Lord of Yincheng turned his head slightly and stared in Jian Zongming's direction expressionlessly.

Jian Zongming ignored this gaze.

He looked at the people who escaped from the purple mansion of the Darong Temple, and there was a woman among them.

The woman's gaze was extremely complicated at the moment.

The princess bit his lips slightly, not knowing what to say.

Jian Zongming looked at Wei Lingshan indifferently, and then glanced at the Lord of Yincheng who seemed to be nailed to the ground by the Da Yuan Qi sword, but was actually afraid of using the sword himself.

as predicted.

The puppeteer wearing the blue ghost mask speaks from the abdomen.

"Spirit shirt"

This voice has a little gentleness and no killing intent. If you only listen to the voice, you will be no different from a kind master.

The Lord of Yincheng said softly: "Master is here to take you back to Yincheng."

Wei Lingshan's fingers had already clenched her sleeves, and she squinted her eyes, staring at her master's green ghost mask.

There is no familiarity anymore, only strangeness.

His Highness took a deep breath and smiled with difficulty.

"Back to Silver City?"

Yi Xiao seemed to have heard a big joke.

He struggled to pull out a spear that pierced through the front and rear hearts, broke the spear formed by the power of Taixu into two halves, and plunged into the ground.

His Royal Highness snapped off the last spear on his body, and stepped on the hilt of the Da Yuan Qi Sword with such force that the puppeteer with a blank expression slowly frowned.

The Lord of Yincheng turned a deaf ear.

He was lying on his back on the ground, with half of his head tilted, staring blankly at the woman in purple not far away, covering his heart, frowning, and biting his lip.

It was only because he slowly used his own soul method.

In the past two years, when I was in retreat, I planted "strings" in Wei Lingshan.

The entire Yingyue Little Demon Realm is all "strings" planted by myself.

If she practiced the exercises she gave, there must be a cause of this "string", and the cause will bear fruit.

So he is very patient.

After he said that, he kept waiting.

Wait for Wei Lingshan to speak.

(End of this chapter)