Too Reckless

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Master Taohua pressed his fingers behind his head, and Zuo Lingquan only felt a warm breath pouring into the Fengfu acupoint, spreading to the whole body along the meridian Qifu.

The peach core hidden in the Qi Palace was pulled, and a bright blue light erupted; the heartbeat accelerated to the limit of the body's ability in an instant, and the almost boiling blood made Zuo Lingquan dizzy and almost fell unsteady. land.

dong dong dong...

Relying on the external force to push the body to the limit outside the safe range, it will explode on the spot under normal circumstances, but the breath of the Peach Blossom Venerable Lord injected into the body is like countless iron cables, tightly holding the qi and blood of the meridians that should have burst, all the time. Repairing wounds in the body.

The surface of Zuo Lingquan's body erupted with shreds of electric light, his heartbeat trembled, and even ripples appeared in the lake water under the ice surface; there was a strong wind around his body, churning out countless cracks on the ice surface.

Kaka-

Shangguan Lingye recognized this technique as the wind and thunder spell of Taohuatan, and very few people knew it, because using it by himself was equivalent to committing suicide. Only the monks in the realm dare to give this powerful medicine to their companions, which is rather tasteless.

However, with the realm of Venerable Peach Blossom, giving Zuo Lingquan the wind and thunder spell, it is impossible to control the trouble, and it is very suitable to use it at this time.

Venerable Peach Blossom cast the spell very quickly, and it was completed in an instant, and his fingers left the Fengfu Point.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, his vision was a little blurry, his heart that was almost bursting made it difficult for him to concentrate, and the indescribable sense of power stimulated every inch of his body all the time. The unshakable iron tower opposite the ice lake, this It also seemed to be a bit shorter.

"drink--"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't hold back the strength that had nowhere to vent. After a loud drink, he had already risen from the ice pool, and a thunderous explosion sounded from the soles of his feet.

clap--

The ice lake between the snow peaks flashed a ray of electricity.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how fast it was, because the sword in his hand came to the middle-aged man in white at the moment when his mind moved.

But the middle-aged man in white was not Han Ning, and he didn't want to die, so how could he stand to pick up the sword with his head, and the backhand was a punch.

boom--

The middle-aged man in white looks like a martial artist, with a very old-fashioned boxing technique. When he handed out a punch, it made a muffled sound like a dragon and a tiger roar. Zhang's ice surface, with the momentum of shaking the mountain and breaking the city, directly attacked Zuo Lingquan's face.

After all, Zuo Lingquan's realm is low, relying on the wind and thunder spell to push his body to an unbearable level, still not out of the reaction range of the middle-aged man in white.

Zuo Lingquan's sword has not yet been pierced, and the middle-aged man in white has already arrived first, and his fist is in front of him.

In this situation, Shangguan Lingye was taken aback. If he hit the punch, Zuo Lingquan's body would not have any chance to resist, and he would definitely be smashed to pieces.

The speed was so fast that Shangguan Lingye, who was in the distance, didn't have time to reach out. This punch hit Zuo Lingquan's face in front of her eyes and shattered things, but what was shattered was surrounded by thunder. shadow.

There was another thunderous explosion above the ice lake, and Zuo Lingquan, who had already rushed to the man in white, rose again, his figure seemed to disappear in place, and reappeared behind the head of the man in white. To the back of the neck of the man in white.

call out--

The blasting sword sounded through the night sky.

An ink dragon-like sword qi, against the skin of the white clothed man's neck, poured out from the tip of the Xuanming Sword.

There was a crisp 'ka--' sound on the ice surface, as if something had been smashed.

But that's all!

The surging sword energy hit the back of the neck, spread out, and turned into a thin ring that spread out in all directions, like a sharp blade that cut iron like mud, dividing the entire ice lake in two.

The middle-aged man in white slid forward more than ten feet before stopping on the spot without falling down. A sword wound was left on the back of his neck, the depth was less than half an inch, and there was bright red blood seeping out, but it was visible to the naked eye. heal.

Zuo Lingquan, a swordsman, fell back to the ice behind him, the tiger's mouth in his right hand cracked, his heart beat like a drum, and his brows were furrowed.

His body has risen to the point of perversion, not to mention the peak of Youhuang, the speed and reaction of the fourth layer must have been there, two swords shot at the same time, one sword broke the defense and the other into the flesh, it should have pierced the back of the neck, but I didn't expect it. Not only is the skin of Shenmen tough, but the bones are even more terrifying. If he hadn't held the Xuanming Sword, it would have been the tip of his sword that would have been broken.

The middle-aged man in white twisted his neck, turned around, and put on his fist again:

"At this level, I can fight for a whole day; you have just made a sword at Wangbei Cliff, the wind and thunder spell squeezes your body, and the sea of ​​​​qi reserves at most two more swords, and you will die before the third sword comes out; Xiu can be brave and not afraid of death, but he can't die recklessly, let's go."

The middle-aged man in white understands so much because the qi sea reserves of the cultivators in the same realm have both upper and lower limits.

Zuo Lingquan's realm is clear, how much true energy is poured out with a sword shot, it is also clear to the cultivator of the high realm, and he knows it as soon as he calculates it.

The gap between each other has reached such a point that under normal circumstances, as long as they are not stupid, it is impossible for the weak to defeat the strong.

But Zuo Lingquan did not retreat without knowing the difficulty!

He believed that the sword in his hand could break apart the flesh and touch the bones, which meant that it could strike, and there was no need to cut at the bones to kill.

No matter how hard the body in white is, it can't be the same everywhere. Zuo Lingquan doesn't believe that the eyes, throat, and the heart behind the rib gap can be as hard as a bone. All he has to do is to be more accurate; He practiced the sword just to be more accurate and faster. What's so difficult about this?

Zuo Lingquan's breathing movement looked a bit scary, and the breath between his nostrils had already contained a little blood mist. After he glanced at the ice lake, his figure turned into a mad thunder again, and he appeared on the left side of the man in white, with the sword's edge straight to his neck.

"drink--"

The man in white didn't turn his head, his left fist had already shot, hitting the afterimage left by the volley again, his right arm and elbow swept back at the same time, and the afterimage was still hit.

bang bang bang-

Shangguan Lingye, who was in the distance, only saw the electric light flickering all over the body in white clothes. A figure that was almost crazy appeared all over the body of the man in white clothes.

The man in white didn't turn his head from beginning to end, and he didn't need such a close distance. Just relying on Zuo Lingquan's unconcealed aura fluctuations, he could predict the opponent's next move in advance and prevent it from leaking.

Shangguan Lingye is not a martial artist, but he is not a layman. He knows that it is pointless to fight like this. Zuo Lingquan has no chance to get close to the sword.

But Venerable Master Peach Blossom next to him raised his hand to stop Shangguan Lingye.

With the way of the Taohua Lord, I can fully see the situation of the two people and understand what Zuo Lingquan is doing.

In the later stage of Youhuang, the defense methods of True Qi in the Spirit Valley Realm, such as the transformation of True Qi into the body, and the formation of Sword Qi into the gang, are just a layer of paper for the martial cultivators of the same realm who carry magic weapons and immortal soldiers, and cultivators can rely on them to protect , only the indestructible golden body magic weapon and the quick-response ghost body magic.

Shenmen is known to be indestructible. Although the golden body is tough to the point of being comparable to monsters, the hardened skin and bones must be sacrificed at the expense of flexibility. It is impossible to maintain the lightness and flexibility of the body while being as strong as iron and stone.

Although the man in white boxing is sturdy, it has a huge range of movements. It opens and closes, and goes straight. It does not use dexterous changes. It is because to maintain the indestructibility of the gate of God, the body must become a stable support, and the core cannot be Shake at will.

Under the limitation of the extension range of the arms and legs, such a style of play must have a place where the protection is relatively slow. As long as you try more, you can find this life gate that is easier to kill with one hit.

With Zuo Lingquan's talent, he found this place very quickly.

The two attacked and defended more than ten times, but it was only a short while. When Zuo Lingquan appeared behind the man in white again, the Xuanming sword in his hand, like a black thunder, slanted upwards, stabbed the man in white at the back waist, and was wrapped in the ribs. of the lungs.

The man in white swept back with a punch, with a strong wind, smashing Zuo Lingquan's sleeve robe and the flesh on his arm in an instant, but his fist only rubbed Zuo Lingquan's forearm and flashed past.

Zuo Lingquan seized this momentary opportunity, the sword edge had already pierced into the white robe, smashed through the flesh, and the second sword stabbed almost indiscriminately. There was no bone obstacle to enter the body, and it pierced more than two inches.

The Xuanming Sword that entered the body, the sword energy poured out wildly in the body.

According to normal circumstances, the vast sword energy exploded in the body, and the body was so indestructible, it would inevitably become the same as the explosion, shaking the internal organs to a pulp.

Even Venerable Peach Blossom felt that Zuo Lingquan could succeed with this sword.

But what the few people didn't expect was that Zuo Lingquan stabbed with a sword, and a line of blood mist burst out in front of the man in white, and the ink dragon sword energy condensed into a bundle, rushing through the body and rushing out of the chest, lasing into the night sky , flew more than a hundred feet, and then burst in mid-air, blasting out a black cloud.

boom -

Zuo Lingquan pulled out his sword and retreated, and when he saw this scene halfway through, his eyes were stunned. He didn't expect the man in white to withdraw the divine power at the moment when the sword entered his body.

Without the protection of Shenmen, Zuo Lingquan's sword directly hit the man in white on the front chest and back.

The penetrating injury will inevitably damage the internal organs. Although it is not light, it is not fatal to the cultivator. It is equivalent to opening a hole in the body to let the sword qi pass through. Compared with the sword qi bursting in the body, this damage is completely acceptable.

The man in white also flew away and pulled away. When he landed, the surface of the body was covered with scales and armor. The sword wound from the back waist to the front of the body began to stop bleeding and heal with the naked eye. He looked down at his blood-stained chest, with surprise in his eyes:

"Good comprehension, but unfortunately relying on the wind and thunder spell to improve combat power, the speed is too fast to be retractable, otherwise I may die here."

Zuo Lingquan relied on external forces to greatly improve his physique, and his foundation was not solid, and it was impossible to retract it freely. He seized the opportunity to concentrate his sword qi to break the defense and did his best.

But hitting a penetrating injury with too much force is better than not being able to hit it.

Zuo Lingquan's qi sea is consumed very fast, and he can make a shot at most once. As long as he can find a chance to stab the eyeball or throat, and penetrate directly into the brain, the opponent will die if he can't accept it or not.

Although a frontal attack on the vital point of the head is a hundred times more difficult than a back stab, there are always opportunities. Zuo Lingquan has always insisted on using the 'fastest speed to stab in the most accurate place' when practicing swordsmanship. Impossible opportunity.

Zuo Lingquan took a breath, and prepared to raise his sword again to make a last-ditch effort.

But at this moment, above the sky, there was a shrill roar:

"what--!"

The roar is heart-wrenching and furious!

Zuo Lingquan was startled, and Venerable Peach Blossom and Shangguan Lingye raised their heads.

I saw a small painting boat with lights on under the galaxy, galloping from the horizon.

A little girl in a pleated skirt, holding an iron pipa in both hands, her eyes were blood red, like a madman, and jumped directly from the sky.

In mid-air, the little girl's body has changed, black air is steaming, and there seems to be an invisible giant beast sheltering the whole body, holding the pipa with both hands, like a demon who came from the nine heavens, smashing to the ground.

Tang Jing, who noticed something strange, chased after him, but didn't catch up.

Zuo Lingquan had just stopped his body when he saw Xie Qiutao like crazy, smashing a pipa at the ice lake, and said angrily:

"Evil, what have you done to my father!"

boom -

As always, earth-shattering, the ice surface of the entire glacial lake was lifted up, forming a huge pit.

The middle-aged man in white, who was standing on the ice lake, dodged and avoided this moment. He didn't look at Xie Qiutao, but simply said, "He is already dead." He turned around and flew towards the water source.

"what--!"

Xie Qiutao roared, her throat almost hoarse, and she chased after her with her pipa, like a mad wolf cub, rushing out a groove on the ground of Xueling.

Zuo Lingquan naturally wouldn't pull Xie Qiutao, and flew forward to chase together.

However, the middle-aged man in white stood in the way and was a little cumbersome. He withdrew from the gate of God to escape, but the speed was not what the two of them could catch up with. Even the injured Venerable Peach Blossom was struggling a little.

Xie Qiutao didn't know what secret method he used, or it all came from the anger in his heart, and the speed was even faster than Zuo Lingquan, his eyes were bloodshot but full of tears, and he cursed;

"Stop for me! What did you do to my father?..."

The man in white buried his head and fled, but never responded.

Several people chased with all their strength, but in a short while, they came to the snow cliff at the source of the stream.

The jet-black giant gourd was already suspended in the air, Tomorrowsor and Wu Songzi both sat on it, and began to fly away toward the sea in the north; after the men in white converged, the speed was even faster.

No matter what the conspiracy of the Youying alien race, Venerable Peach Blossom can't let the other party succeed. Seeing this, he gritted his teeth, fighting the risk of backlash, and raised his hand:

"shock!"

boom -

A venerable lord disregarded his personal safety and made a move with all his strength, and the movement caused by the movement was like the **** of thunder in the human world.

I saw the dark clouds under the galaxy suddenly appear, turning into a thundercloud vortex that obscures the sky and the sun. In the center of the vortex is a twisted black thunder that can no longer see the color, tearing apart the nearby space.

Countless black thunders converged and turned into a black thunder spear several hundred meters long, pointing directly at the gourd that fled to the sea.

Terrifying Heavenly Prestige, Rao is a middle-aged man in white clothes and Tomorrow's Sorrow also changed his face. He didn't expect Venerable Peach Blossom to risk his life at this time.

Tomorrowsou's character and pursuit are destined that he will not work for the Youying alien race, and he will leave the gourd and flee to the sea without even thinking about it.

The middle-aged man in white has the intention to take the gourd away, but if the Nine Sect Venerable Masters attacked regardless of the cost, if he can resist unscathed, he still needs to sneak over to receive the power of the gods?

Seeing that he couldn't catch it, the middle-aged man in white could only grab Wu Songzi and fled the Thunder Gourd.

call out--

The black thunder spear fell, and the sound was not a thunderbolt, but a harsh whistle, which instantly made Zuo Lingquan and others deaf.

The black gourd that was speeding towards the sea was hit by the thunder spear and burst into several pieces in an instant.

The colorful streamers in the gourd exploded and scattered in all directions, smashing the thunderclouds in the sky, turning the original snow-capped mountains into colors, making it impossible to see anyone or anything.

It was impossible for Zuo Lingquan to rush down the Thunder Spear and grabbed Xie Qiutao.

Xie Qiutao cried so hard that she was insane, she couldn't hold her at all, Shangguan Lingye and Tang Jing got started and forcibly hugged her.

"what!"

Xie Qiutao looked at the colorful and could not see anything clearly, looking for the trace of the man in white, but found nothing, his eyes became more and more crazy, and his face became blue and purple.

I don't know if it was a stream of light from the sky, feeling Xie Qiutao's unwillingness and madness, not far from the four seas, but it converged again, like a long colorful river, flowing into Xie Qiutao's body and the iron pipa in his hand.

After Venerable Peach Blossom struck, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his cheeks turned morbidly pale. Although no one was killed, but the power of the gods left behind by the explosion of the gourd destroyed the evil plan and completed the mission of the trip. She did not forcefully chase the poor bandits, but held down Xie Qiutao and said:

"It is never too late for immortals to take revenge. As long as you practice down-to-earth~www.wuxiaspot.com~ there is a chance for anything. Don't be distracted by yourself. If you fall into the magic way, everything will be over."

"what……"

Xie Qiutao cried so hard that she kept shaking her shoulders trying to break free, her eyes almost oozing blood.

I cried to the end, my voice was hoarse, and the anger in my throat turned into helplessness and grievance.

"Bring my dad back... woo woo... that's my dad... woo..."

Zuo Lingquan glanced at the north, the streamer blocked his vision, and he couldn't see anything. He was on the verge of exhaustion and couldn't pursue any further. All he could do at this time was to hold Xie Qiutao's trembling little hand and comfort him softly:

"You still have us. We are blessed and we are in trouble. Your business is mine, and there is nothing that I can't solve..."

"Uuuu...that's my dad..."

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