Chapter 187 No Feelings
“Who are you?!”
Thousands of miles away from Kong Qingshan.
A figure wielding a sword in the air stood in front of the four of them.
He was wearing a black robe, which was fluttering messily in the wind.
The expression on his face seemed very calm.
The hands under the black robe were slightly raised, and the spiritual sword under his feet fell into his hands.
"Dead man, why should he know too much."
The voice was very calm, without too much emotion.
"Rampant!" The only monk among the four who showed up in the late stage of foundation building waved his hand, and a spiritual weapon also fell into his hands.
Fen Puppet and the Kong Qingshan Zhao family foundation came face to face with each other.
Suddenly, the Zhao family’s Ji Zhu had a look of shock on his face!
This person...comes with bad intentions! !
He suffered a big loss just from that moment.
You must know that he is a great monk in the late stage of foundation building.
And the talent in front of me is only in the middle stage!
"If that's all, then please lend me your head for use."
Two second-level spiritual swords flew out of the storage bag at Fenpuppet's waist. In front of him, three second-level spiritual swords were arranged in perfect order.
At the same time, although his voice was not loud, the four people present were all able to hear him clearly.
The only one of the four who showed up, Ji Zhu, had an ugly face. Not only him, but the faces of the other three were not very good-looking either.
It's so unlucky that people can't even drink cold water.
Who would have thought that just over a thousand miles away from Kong Qingshan, they would encounter a robbery cultivator. Of course, it might not be a robbery cultivator at all.
But people from forces hostile to Kong Qingshan.
Both are possible!
But no one knows the purpose of their trip.
Otherwise, the person who comes here cannot be just a middle-stage foundation builder.
Even Jin Dan will take action.
But what they didn’t know was that behind the person who took action was a golden elixir.
"Ah...!!"
A painful cry was heartbreaking.
A bloody severed arm fell from the air.
And all this is just a few breaths away.
Zhao Yongping and the other two people looked at each other.
Although he was very unwilling in his heart, he could not sit back and watch his elders fall in front of him. Zhao Yongping nodded with difficulty.
The next moment, the auras of the mid-to-late stage and peak of the three foundations appeared!
His presence was exposed just after leaving Kong Qingshan.
The road to pill formation is full of twists and turns!
At this moment, Zhao Yongping almost hated the man in front of him. It would be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart unless he was cut into pieces.
Energy formation is very important for any monk!
Everyone in the robbery cultivator will be killed! !
But the longer the fight went on, the four of them became more and more frightened.
Four foundation-building monks beat him, and it was only in the mid-term. Not only could they not win, but the situation of the four of them became more and more unfavorable, and they fell into a disadvantage!
Even this late-stage foundation-builder, who had his arm broken off by the second-order spiritual sword at the beginning, could not even pull away to recover from his injuries.
The situation is very bad if this situation continues to develop.
And this is all part of Gu Changsheng's plan.
Just four foundations.
Even his true body didn’t take action, he just divided the puppets.
If he thought about it, he wouldn't be able to hold on to a stick of incense for a while. He only had three second-level spiritual swords on his body.
A second-order heavy sword formation is still possible.
But he only took out three handles.
This leaves them with time and opportunity to shake people up.
As for whether you can grasp it, not all fools know how to shake people.
And it is more than a thousand miles away from Kongqingshan.
Only Jiudu can come within this time.
As for whether he will come... Haha, it's not up to him!
Even if he knew that there might be a big pit inside, he would still have to bite the bullet and jump down, unless he could sit back and watch these people die indifferently.
And among these four people, there is no future for Kong Qingshan and the Zhao family. Unless the deadline is approaching, they don't care about Kong Qingshan's future at all.
Then Gu Changsheng could only sigh in conviction!
For a person who cherishes his life so much, his cultivation is really hard to figure out.
No matter how good the plan is, it needs someone to cooperate with it.
Otherwise, all the hard work and planning is just a joke!
But he couldn't think of a reason why Jiudu couldn't come.
Anyway, if his time is approaching, it is impossible that he will not come.
Of course, his end will never come! !
The four of them struggled to hold on under Gu Changsheng's three second-level spirit swords.
Zhao Yongping's heart was already half cold.
Is this person pretending to be the old monster Jin Dan? !
He didn’t believe that there could be such an amazing and talented Foundation Establishment monk in this world. He was a Foundation Establishment Dzogchen monk, and what about the man in black robes in front of him? !
It’s just the middle stage of foundation building!
Just in the mid-term, why should he? !
Who could not be a genius and a genius when he was young! ?
The situation where he and three elders beat him turned out to be more and more dangerous.
How can one accept this!
The more talented a person is, the more stubborn he will be in his heart.
In short, Taoist heart is unstable!
But his guess was actually not wrong.
Although the methods used by Fen Puppet are only methods to build the foundation realm from beginning to end, the person behind the scenes is the Golden Core cultivator.
There are not many people who can defeat puppets in the foundation-building realm.
I don’t know how many there are in the Southern Territory.
At best, he can only be said to be a small genius.
And this Shengming Mansion is just one of hundreds of mansions in Yang Kingdom.
Compared to the entire Southern Territory, it is just a drop in the ocean.
“Plop!”
A sword shadow flashed past.
The "Great Monk" with a broken arm fell down in the late stage of foundation building.
And between the two points of his eyebrows, there was a very clear hole, with astonishment and disbelief in his eyes.
He didn’t expect that he would die here today.
Until death, I never closed my eyes.
“Uncle Twelve!”
"Brother Twelve!"
"Brother Twelve!"
Zhao Yongping, the first of the three to react, screamed sadly. No matter what, Uncle Twelve was all because of him. He just died here.
The reaction of the other two people was a beat slower.
It has to be said that the relationship between the Immortal Cultivation Clan and the Cultivation Immortal Family is much greater than that of the sect disciples.
But there are advantages and disadvantages.
Both of them have their own advantages.
But Gu Changsheng naturally would not give them time to be sad.
The power of the sword became more and more powerful, and the sword was thrilling and thrilling.
The pressure is on the only three people left.
If you don't move, it will be too late!
The action of dividing the puppets was completely merciless, without any hesitation.
His heart is as cold as these three swords. Warmth is reserved for the people around him, not the enemy. He has no feelings for the enemy!
"Boom!!"
The loud sound fell from the sky to the ground.
Fortunately, no one lives in the surrounding area. Otherwise, the aftermath of the fight between a few people would have led to the death of many mortals.
But every tree in the forest is in bad luck today.
If you look down from high in the sky, you can see trees falling down in patches, and from time to time there will be violent bursts of spiritual energy.
(End of this chapter)