Chapter 570: A group of disciples of the Eighteen Sects
"Poof..."
The four heads were shattered by the cathode energy, and red and white splashed in all directions, creating a mess.
The four masters of yin deficiency, even if they were caused by taking drugs, were still yin deficiency, and they died so cleanly and tragically!
The dark warriors all around were quiet, with a trace of panic on their faces.
This Mr. Jiang, an alchemist and martial arts miracle doctor, actually has such a high level and a decisive heart to kill!
The disciples from various sects outside the door watched silently, with calm faces, as if they didn't care. They were just practicing alchemy masters, and they died when they died. What did it have to do with them?
They are just curious, why is this alchemy master who imprisoned Lingyi so high?
However, Xin Zhuo still did not stop, beheading four people, his right hand passed across again like clouds and flowing water, and the cathode aura of the Yinxu Triple Sea condensed but never dispersed, like a sharp sword, reaching the person who rushed out of the door. Behind Lingyi.
Lingyi had just arrived in front of his senior sister Xiu Yunfei. Before he could relax, he felt a chill. His face instantly turned pale, and he shouted in panic: "Senior sister, save me!"
This time I was really panicked.
“You bastard! How dare you!”
Xiuyun Feibo was furious, her mind was running to the extreme, and she held a sword flower in her hand, “Go with the sword!”
The sword light composed of the thick cathode energy roared towards Xin Zhuo's palm wind, changing constantly in the middle, far beyond the ordinary Yinxu first-level sea warriors.
"Your Excellency has passed!"
Eight people including Zhang Hezong of the Zhuxian Sect and Bai Jianhao of the Xuantian Sword Sect also reacted and each used their sect secret techniques. Sword light, sword energy, and fist shadows densely bombarded Xin Zhuo's palm wind.
There are ripples along the way, just like water flowing around. A trace of them can kill the Earth Immortal, and the sound is huge.
The wooden door of the shop suddenly made an overwhelming bursting sound.
The surrounding warriors immediately retreated to the corner.
The methods of Zhang Feng and the nine disciples of the Eighteen Sects are getting closer and closer.
"Boom——"
Destroying!
The seemingly ordinary palm wind was like an indestructible weapon. With a transcendent attitude, it instantly crushed the nine people and went straight to Lingyi's back.
Lingyi's reaction was not unpleasant. He immediately used his mind skills, body protection martial arts and the body protection Zhengang of cathode energy, but all the efforts were in vain.
“Bang!”
The palm wind destroyed everything, the meridians were cut off, and the three Dantian palaces were shattered and flew into the distance.
This scene happened quickly and disappeared just as quickly.
Xin Zhuo had already put his hands on his back calmly.
Xiu Feiyun and the others had just recovered from the shock of being easily defeated, and then looked at Lingyi who had fallen to the ground in the distance and whose life and death were unknown. Their faces were gloomy and terrifying. Since they entered the ten As a disciple of the Eight Sects, except for the internal conflicts within the sect, have they ever suffered such humiliation outside?
Even if this person's realm is too high, he still has to fight for the sake of the sect's face!
"You are a despicable casual cultivator who is so bold that you hurt a large number of my disciples in front of them. What crime should you be punished for? The disciples of the Hehuan Holy Sect Zhanzitang will fight with you!"
Na Xiu Feiyun had already jumped into the air and raised his sword in a gesture. Then behead.
“Obstacle!”
A group of people from Zhang Hezong also arrived in the air, surrounded by overwhelming cathode energy, like a violent storm.
The warriors watching from all around retreated again, crowded together, and each used their body-protecting true power to resist the aftermath of the fight.
However, there cannot be any aftermath of the fight! Then Mr. Jiang took out the blue-glazed sword from his waist and struck down lightly.
Dozens of disciples outside the door flew up beautifully and with impressive momentum. At this moment, their expressions suddenly stopped, and they fell to the ground with a "hula la", and their weapons scattered with a "clang, clang, clang". All around, everyone knelt down, lined up in rows, and raised their hands to catch the sword.
I didn’t know what was going on for a while, and everyone looked at each other at a loss.
The warriors from all directions were also confused.
Duan Dapeng behind the counter was startled at first, and then felt very hurt. It turned out that this powerful deterrent was not his own, but belonged to Junior Brother Jiang. This guy...
Can I still challenge others in single combat in the future?
Zhao Yizhu, who is as gentle and quiet as a fairy, is not the first time to see Xin Zhuo's move. She also saw it in Ritian Sect, but she is still in a daze at this moment. She has never seen this kind of sword technique. Pass!
Perhaps even Xin Zhuo himself did not understand the strong temptation of this kind of swordsmanship for warriors. This was also the main reason why the Langshan Sect and Tyrant Sect Song Wei were inexplicably chasing him.
He just looked at the kneeling disciples of the Eighteen Sects outside, and finally spoke: "A group of disciples of the Eighteen Sects have nothing to do but have nothing to do. They are really boring!"
It's not that he is deliberately arrogant, he is telling the truth. Among these dozens of people, nine Yinxu Yishuanhai and twenty-six earth immortals nine turns, but none of them has a divine body or blood flow. Their minds are average and their methods are simple. This is true for all the true disciples of the Eighteen Sects, so it really doesn’t make sense.
But these words sounded so arrogant and unruly to everyone.
Xiu Yunfei knelt in embarrassment, but his anger could not be higher: "How can you, a kid like you, understand the background of the great sect? I admit that my skills are not as good as others, but how can you insult my sect and wait before the elders?" Come on, I’ll behead you easily!”
Zhang Hezong and the others were also breathing heavily and scolding them harshly.
Only Bai Jianhao was deep in thought. He was thinking about the magical power of this swordsmanship, which was 100% blind. After thinking about it, only two words came to his mind: "witchcraft"!
"Junior Brother Jiang, it doesn't have to be like this."
Duan Dapeng behind the counter shouted softly at this moment, fearing that if Junior Brother Jiang really kills a group of disciples of the Eighteen Sects, then this matter will really cause a big fuss.
Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear and still raised his sword.
Dozens of disciples outside were still kneeling on the ground with their hands raised in the air, their faces filled with involuntary aggrievedness and horror.
The warriors surrounded by darkness are still watching.
The scene was a bit funny and weird for a while.
Until an old man hurriedly came from the alley far away with three followers, he was also shocked by this scene. He was stunned for a moment, then trotted into the lobby, looked around, and finally looked at Xin Zhuo , cupped his fists and saluted: "May I ask who you are, Doctor Jiang?" He cupped his fists and saluted again: "Lao Zhang, the manager of the Lord's Mansion in the Lower City, my eldest daughter is suffering from a strange disease and her life is on the line. The doctors in the city and the alchemists in the alchemy alliance are at a loss what to do!
I heard that Mr. has great medical skills, please ask Mr. Move over and treat my eldest daughter!
It is not appropriate for the city lord to come, but the city lord said that if my eldest daughter can be cured, Kunxu City will be able to run smoothly from now on!
The city lords and wives of Lingyun Sect, Yunwuhai and Haotian Sect are also eloquent. If necessary in the future, they can help. "
"I have heard about the body of the eldest lady of the City Lord's Mansion, and I am certain about it, but... I can't go! "
Xin Zhuo looked troubled and pointed to a group of eighteen sect disciples outside, "I'm in trouble and can't go. I'm sorry that I can't do anything! "
The old steward had already made a rough guess at this moment, and immediately walked towards a group of sect disciples who had just escaped from the shackles and frowned, and saluted: "Please give the Lord the City Lord a piece of thin noodles! ”
Xiu Yunfei was a group of people who were speechless. They came to save someone today, but they couldn't save him. He was beaten once and knelt for a long time. They were clean on the outside and on the inside, but the majesty of the Eighteenth Sect cannot be lost. Zong cannot be humiliated. As long as he does not die, he will be killed if he calls his elders. This person, but the city lord...
To be honest, the lords of one of the four major martial cities are all jointly elected by the eighteen sects. They have a very deep background and background. Disciples of each sect must go down the mountain. Give some face, don't be presumptuous.
It doesn’t matter if you leave immediately, you won’t be able to find your place, and the sect will lose all face; it doesn’t matter if you don’t leave, you won’t be able to defeat this person, and people from the city lord’s palace have also arrived, asking for help from him.
Duan Dapeng and the others behind the counter couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking dazed. They suddenly felt that killing a group of alchemists who were looking for trouble, suppressing the disciples of the Eighteen Sects, etc., seemed to be coincidences, but they were actually One link after another, they all fell into Junior Brother Jiang's plan.
Junior Brother Jiang, what kind of method is this?
(End of this chapter)