Chapter 282 Who dares to come to Jinting Mountain to cause trouble?
"Leave Mo Kong to me, I can give you a way out."
The senior sister smiled with her eyes, but her smile had unquestionable majesty and murderous intent. The spear trembled slightly, as if it was eager to drink blood.
The eyes were tightly locked at one of the enemy camps.
That is Mo Kong.
The traitor of the inner ghost of that sect.
Don't look at the seemingly powerful group of people.
In fact.
It has long been a powerful crossbow.
The moment is just showing off.
Of course, Xia Mengmeng knew that the senior brothers were holding on, and there were waves of worry in her eyes, but she didn't dare to show it.
"Sustain for a while, and the master will be back."
She murmured in her heart. "Just survive." The famous masters in the head snorted coldly, with a vicious light flashing in their eyes, "Don't be fooled by their appearance. Without Lu Yao, these people are just It is a group of lambs to be slaughtered. Give me all my strength to attack, and I must level Jinting Mountain today! ”
There was a hint of madness in his voice, and he raised the magic weapon in his hand high and shouted loudly to the monks behind him. "Yes!"
The monks from the top ten famous sects responded in unison.
"Kill!"
After a roar, these high-level monks rushed out first.
"It's over, I can't scare them anymore." The young man holding the sword panicked.
The fourth brother also stood up with his injuries and glanced at him quietly, "I'm asking you to show off, have you pretended too much?"
"Stop talking nonsense, don't show off your power Now, protect the junior sister! "
The young man glared at the fourth brother, but there was no slight anger in his eyes.
As he said that, he held the long sword in his hand tightly again, and the blood on the sword looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.
"Little junior sister, hide behind me, don't run around!"
The fourth brother said, protecting Xia Mengmeng behind him and leaned forward slightly. "Senior Brother Fourth, I can help!" Xia Mengmeng said anxiously.
Her hands were tightly holding the magic weapon, her eyes full of reluctance and determination.
"Assuming!"
The fourth brother said without any doubt, with a hint of sternness in his voice.
At this time, the high-level monks had rushed to the front, with cruel smiles on their faces and the magic weapon in their hands flashing with cold light.
"Go to die!"
A high-level monk roared, and the magic weapon in his hand suddenly waved, and a black light shot towards the young man.
"Master, help--"
The young man shouted at the top of his throat, and quickly avoided the attack:
"If you don't come, your disciple will be finished!!!"
He didn't know if his master was there.
This roar is just a scare.
"Hmph! Pretending to behave, Lu Yao has long been dead."
The high-level monk saw the young man's reaction and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face, "You will die in Jinting Mountain today!"
< br>"Hey, you are immortal, I'll talk about it if you have the will to catch up with me."
I saw the trick being discovered.
The young man shouted loudly, while his body was agile, jumping and rolling constantly, barely avoiding most of the attacks, and he still kept thinking:
"Old turtle, you only have your speed, and you still want to catch up with me, so go dream!" Xia Mengmeng, who was beside her, saw it, her face speechless.
The third senior brother’s mouth is really broken! "Little bastard, let's see if I won't tear you apart today!"
The high-level monk was angry at the words of the young man and roared.
The magic weapon in his hand waved repeatedly, and black light shot towards the young man like sharp arrows. "Damn it, I'm playing with it!" The pride on the young man's face instantly frozen.
It was at this moment.
The wind blew everywhere, and a powerful pressure fell from the sky, making everyone almost unsteady.
"Who dares to come to my Jinting Mountain to cause trouble?!" A loud and majestic voice whistled with the strong wind.
Roaring through the entire battlefield like a bell.
The spiritual power contained in the sound made the air buzzing. Some monks with weaker strength even bleeded by the sound and collapsed to the ground.
Everyone looked in the voice.
I saw Lu Yao standing above Jinting Mountain with his majestic momentum and exuding a heart-pounding powerful pressure. "This sound..." Many monks' pupils suddenly shrank, and their faces showed a look of horror.
They naturally heard who the owner of this voice was, and that was the owner of Lingtian Pavilion - Lu Yao.
A great existence in the world of immortal cultivation.
"Master?!"
The spear in the red-clothed senior sister suddenly stopped, and the fierce attack stopped, her eyes full of surprise and excitement.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
She looked up at the majestic figure in the air, and was a little lost for a moment.
Several other disciples and the heads also showed joy.
"Master!!!"
Xia Mengmeng saw Lu Yao and screamed happily, with tears of excitement flashing in her eyes.
Su Qian saw such a big formation for the first time.
The heart couldn't help but jump up wildly.
Lu Yao slowly fell in the direction of Xia Mengmeng and others.
The huge dragon body hovered in the air for a while, gradually shrank and finally turned back into a human form.
Lu Yao stood steadily on the ground.
The clothes fluttered, and the whole body exuded a strong aura.
"Sister Qianqian."
As soon as Xia Mengmeng saw Su Qian, she ran forward excitedly, her eyes full of joy, "It's really you."
< br>
The two met in the chat group for more than half a year.
This is the first time we have met officially.
Su Qian smiled on her face, "Mengmeng."
This feeling is quite wonderful.
Online chats are common, and netizens are also common, but it is the first time that netizens cross-plane faces.
"Master!!!"
The young man holding the sword excitedly saw Lu Yao and rushed towards Lu Yao. His face was full of excitement and joy. He opened his arms and wanted to give it to Lu Yao. A hug.
"Get out!"
Lu Yao spit out a word lightly.
"Okay."
The young man's originally excited expression stagnated.
But he immediately put away his arms and changed into a hippie smile on his face.
Sailing respectfully at Lu Yao, "Disciple Li Qingshan, I have met Master."
From never being serious, Lu Yao was almost given by this disciple who loves to be serious. I was speechless.
"You're just playing tricks!"
Senior sister Bai Yu put away her spear and slapped Li Qingshan on the back of the head. "Hey hey, senior sister, are you murdering?" Li Qingshan rubbed the back of his head and screamed exaggeratedly.
However, Bai Yu ignored him.
But walk to Lu Yao and salute respectfully, "Master."
"Yes."
Lu Yao stood with his hands behind his back and nodded lightly.
The eyes swept across the audience.
Fortunately, although several disciples were seriously injured, they had no worries about their lives.
Su Qian glanced at Lu Yao quietly.
This guy is pretty pretending.
He is cold and arrogant, independent of the world, and is completely different from the earth.
However, judging from the expressions of the disciples in front of him, they seemed to be accustomed to Lu Yao's attitude.
"This is..."
Bai Yu looked at Su Qian beside Lu Yao and showed confusion on her face.
Especially, seeing Su Qian wearing a light-colored coat and her loose curly hair, which was incompatible with the style of the immortal world, the doubts in her eyes were even more serious.