Chapter eight hundred and twentieth: the gong
At this time, the pain spreads later.
He Yang covered his cheek and screamed, and blood kept snaking through his fingers.
Everyone was coveting each other and thought to himself why the Ye family's sword servant was so cruel to He Yang than Helianba.
He Yang raised his head with a resentful expression, and his lips and teeth under his skin could not be covered, and he showed miserableness.
Seeing more magnificent sword energy as big as a river attacking him.
He grindled his teeth hard, and he was bound to destroy the Ye family with his own hands.
A blue sarcoma suddenly popped up between the eyebrows, which was strange and ugly. The sarcoma surged uneasy, and soon it broke out directly.
With He Yang's irresistible whistle, the blood burst and splattered, and the sarcoma opened and closed, and a dark blue and purple tongue stretched out like a living thing.
The tongue was extremely long, and as it rolled around, it actually rolled all the blood that was blown out from He Yang's eyebrows into the tongue coating and swallowed it clean.
Then the dark blue and purple tongue was straight like a long sword, and it was no longer as soft as before, and it cut all the weak water sword energy.
"Hiss...What kind of exercise is this? I have never heard of such a strange and disgusting exercise that the He family master has practiced."
At that moment, someone suddenly burst into surprise.
Ling Tiansu Meifeng moved, and as he watched the blue sarcoma open and close, he immediately realized what he thought, but Helianba was still suspicious.
Compared to his collusion with the Zhao family, he urgently took his life.
In Ling Tiansu's eyes, Helianba's behavior seemed more like provoking, provoking the Ye family's masters eager to fight.
But if the Helian family was not the aristocratic family that relied on the Zhao family, which one would it be?
Before he had time to think about Ling Tiansu, Zhao Yunbi was already impatient to attack him with the intention of taking his life.
Now that Tongyuan Sword Attendant who can protect him is temporarily blocked by He Yang, who has activated the power of the underworld.
Zhao Yunbi naturally won’t waste his time anymore.
In just one breath, a stream of vital aura had appeared all over Ling Tiansu.
And in all directions, the aura is like a mirror, and countless palms, which are as thin as corpses, are squeezing him hard without any room.
And before the countless thin and thick black corpse energy could touch the corner of Ling Tiansu's clothes, a faint blood-red aura emanated from his body.
"Life and death are transferred!"
The blood-red energy rose against the back, and Ling Tiansu's body instantly disappeared into the space. Instead... Yun Qiansha appeared in the direction where Ling Tiansu was standing just now.
Ling Tiansu was extremely safe outside the range of combat attacks.
Zhao Yunbi's figure was gone at all, but was hidden in the Daoyuan space he set up and fought with Yun Qiansha.
The spaces of the two of them were not enough for outsiders to see, but they could clearly see another battle space belonging to the Tongyuan Realm, and the sound of blood splashing came from.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yunbi's angry voice came from all directions, like the sound of an evil ghost circling in his ears strangely.
"Do you really think your Ye family can protect this kid? He has been poisoned by my corpse. Even if you protect each other, it will only take a moment!"
What he said was naturally the corpse-creeping bone poison that was stained with the palm of his palm when Ling Tiansu first fought against him.
Ye Chenfu immediately looked down and said coldly: "Thousand Kills, capture this person alive!"
Ling Tiansu sneered in his heart, and he looked down at the black meaning of his palm gradually dissipating, not caring about it.
The blood in his body contained chaotic thunder frost and the magical effect of red cherry and green fruits, so he was not afraid of this mere corpse poison.
As his eyes turned slightly, the sword attendant holding the weak water sword also fought with He Yang.
No one could care about him anymore, Ling Tiansu whistled at the Zhao family crowd and smiled: "Now, no one can kill me if I can kill someone."
The Zhao family was in chaos and ran out in horror.
And no matter how fast the speed is, how can it be faster than Ling Tiansu?
His body was shaking, riding on the sword and blood light, the heads of the Zhao family's children rolled to the ground like fruits and melons that could be seen everywhere in the tea market.
Nangong Ye had a deep face. He looked at the emperor who looked ugly but never stopped him. He suddenly stood up.
Suddenly, a huge black mirror suddenly stood up in front of Ling Tiansu stopped him and the sword that was still dripping from his hand.
In the black mirror, a face exactly the same as Nangong Ye appeared, but the lips of the face in the mirror were as scarlet as blood: "Have you killed enough?!"
He has been struggling to stay in Dajin, so he has to bring these Zhao family members back to Beili, so how could he let him kill them like this?
Ling Tiansu's eyes met the face that seemed to appear from the abyss, and his gaze seemed to be sucked by something.
He knew that this must be the strange method of the Jingyuan Demon.
But in the black mirror, apart from that face, he could vaguely see the reflection of the mountains and rivers that stretched like a dragon.
He was shocked.
It turned out that he hid the "Map of the Country, Mountains and Rivers" in his own magic mirror.
At this moment, he was able to use the general trend of mountains and rivers in the divine map to suppress him. He obviously had already begun to analyze the "Society and Mountains and Rivers Map" and had achieved some success.
Ling Tiansu's heart was trembling. He was about to find a way to break the mirror and take the picture, but his eyes were suddenly swept by a red light.
Nangong Ye in the mirror held a red bead in his mouth, and even used his sharp teeth to bite the red beads out of a crack.
The power of suppressing Taoism suddenly spread out from the cracks, and then used it to match the mountains and rivers in the mirror, which made Ling Tiansu lose his control over his body for a moment.
No one could notice what kind of crisis deep in Ling Tiansu at this moment.
Because time was too short, even though Ling Tiansu opened the mountain and river suppressing the mirror in an instant.
But in this moment, it was enough to allow a practitioner from Tongyuan Realm to successfully attack.
A sword reflected the cold seven-star brilliance in everyone's eyes.
The sword edge broke through everything and pointed it straight between Ling Tiansu's neck.
Only Tongyuan Realm can capture the trajectory of Taoist walking in this sword.
Even if Jimo Spider Yin standing above the banquet could capture where the sword launched a sneak attack, and who did it?
However, this sword showed the determination of the sword-producer to kill. In an instant, he integrated all his lifelong skills into this sword, just to pursue the word "fast".
In the chaotic battle scene, even if Jimo Zhuyin saw this sword, he could not intercept it.
Nangong Ye in the mirror saw the tip of the sword full of murderous intent, and he smiled cruelly at Ling Tiansu.
Even though this kid is so arrogant today, he is so unscrupulous because of the many Tongyuan Xianggu behind him. He really thinks he has no means to take his life!
With a desperate attack, even Nangong Ye thought that his strange way of escaping might not be able to survive this sword, but Ling Tiansu suddenly laughed.
Here...
A thin and weak electric beam penetrated from the pores of Ling Tiansu's skin on the back of his neck, and gently and actively wrapped around the sword and quickly surrounded it.
The thin and weak thunders spread upward without any need to be much slower than the sword drawing speed.
It is also so fast that people cannot detect it.
Just then...
clang!
An ancient gong sounded astonished the sky, resounding throughout Yong'an City, extremely harsh and unpleasant.
Although the effect of shaking the eardrums was not achieved, when the sound of the gong sounded, the sword that was about to be pointed on Ling Tiansu's neck was about to be pointed.
Kakka...
All of them are terrifying cracks spreading.
In the end, the sword tip hit the point, but it could no longer cause any damage.
The moment the spiritual weapon was destroyed, it directly neutralized and offset the Tongyuan sword, and the thunder silk that was winding up and was not easy to detect also disappeared without a trace as the sword broke inch by inch.
Ling Tiansu looked a little helpless, thinking that it was probably not easy to invite today's flower wine.
And he...didn't it easy for him to drink.
Ling Tiansu raised his foot and stepped straight on the cheek in the black mirror.
Although there was a mirror blocking, the power contained in that foot was still deformed through the mirror.
After climbing the big black mirror, Ling Tiansu slowly turned sideways, not looking at the person behind him, but turned his eyes to the door.
As the light has been bright today, the snow is flying all over the sky, dancing on Dongque Street.
A middle-aged man in simple clothes was holding a broken gong in his left hand and a bronze hammer in his right hand.
The sound that resounded through Yong'an City came from these two things.
Chapter completed!