Chapter 929: Great Merit
The alchemy room was charred and black.
The blood mist floats in the air, dancing.
Grandmaster Zhenxiang, who was so startled, stepped forward.
"Ancestor!" Yi Hao supported Yi Chen.
"Save first, don't chase!"
Yichen stumbled, his chapped lips trembled, he gasped violently, and he leaned on the wall to barely stand.
He swallowed a mouthful of bruised blood, and with the help of his clansmen and the expectant eyes of Grandmaster Yu, he came to the screaming Grandmaster one by one, touched the wound, and his face became grayer every time he touched it. After touching the three of them, he held Yi tightly. Bright arms.
"Remember, you'll have to wait until Du and Wan Tianren come!"
"Ancestor, don't worry!"
"good!"
With one last word, Yichen gathered all his energy and crossed his legs in the corner, like a dead thing and a stone.
"Quick, quick! Clean water! Get some clean water!" Yi Hao shouted.
The Ghost Mother cultivators, who were not yet completely frightened, rushed out quickly.
Got some water.
Several people picked up the viscera of the master who was beheaded and scattered on the ground, put them into a basin and washed away the dirt and dust.
The intestines were put into the abdomen where they should be connected, and then the upper and lower body were pieced together, needles and threads were inserted, and temporary sutures were made.
Screaming miserably.
An ugly centipede-like scar emerged, twisting on the waist.
Grandmaster Du, whose forehead was dripping with cold sweat, had dull eyes, and his expression was full of fear of death.
Completely aphasic, even if he is out of crisis, he has temporarily lost the ability to respond.
His fellow clan members could only pay respect to the ancestor of the Yi family in the corner on his behalf.
Without Patriarch Yichen's actions just now, the master who was cut in half would have died!
But with that touch just now, people can live!
The prerequisite for a grandmaster's tenacious vitality is not to be crushed by a great realm. Otherwise, the spiritual will left behind by a high-level person will be enough to entangle the wound and prevent it from healing.
The current situation of the Yishui Mu Sect is definitely not so powerful that it can ignore the will of the Martial Saint, or it can use the recovery pill to eliminate the will.
If the attached will is not removed in time, others can only help him close his eyes and avoid suffering. Even the other two, even if they only have their calves chopped off, may be left with disabilities!
Fortunately.
Yichen's special magical power allowed him to absorb all the will of the martial saints in his body and refine it in his body, so he managed to save his life!
It's just that the ancestor of the Yi family who has withstood all the will of the Martial Saint will never feel uncomfortable. At least for a long time, he will not be able to recover his energy!
Those who are cut in half may even fall into a worse situation because of it!
"Arrogant!"
Grandmaster Du was furious.
No one expected that after Dashun sneaked into Danmai, he didn't run away, but turned around and killed them all by surprise!
No matter if they were surrounding a point to call for reinforcements, their physical strength was not as good as that of others. Dashun had drawn out so many effective forces, and they recognized it.
But it was a young boy who used such a trick to retreat in one blow, leaving countless grievances in his heart and several internal injuries.
"Who is that boy?"
"At this age, he has the golden body of Buddhism, the attack of the Martial Saint, and so many ways to save his life." The grandmaster with a broken calf leaned against the wall and gasped for air, "After thinking about it, I realized that he is the young talent in Dashun who is making a lot of noise. Bar?"
"Liang Qu?"
There are often land-based news exchanges in the church, so how could we not know about Liang Qu's deeds?
famous!
"In the past, Zhang Longxiang trampled both sides of the river. Today, a canal has appeared in the Huaijiang River. Is it going to flatten both sides of the river?" Grandmaster Du kneaded the earth into rocks, then crushed them into powder. "If you don't avenge this, I swear you won't be a human being!"
The old troops, who were originally scrambling to seize the residual pill and recover their losses, were stimulated by today's actions and became a little more bloody.
Only the grandmaster named Wang, who suffered less losses, watched with cold eyes, condensing Qi into threads on his hands, and suturing the muscles.
skeleton.
The words were shouted loudly.
They were really going to fight with real swords and guns, but they all stopped and all hoped that other groups would take the lead.
Qiankun Treasure Cave.
Chen Shixuan connected with Liangqu and closed the space.
"How's it going?"
Yang Dongxiong asked.
Su Guishan, Wei Lin, and Xu Yuelong kept a close eye on him.
Liang Qu shook his hand.
Bones.
The head with bloodshot eyes fell to the ground and rolled over, facing everyone. Both eyes were full of fear, there was still a diffusion reaction in the pupils, and the lips were moving unconsciously.
The long black hair was stained with blood and covered with ashes, like a glutinous rice dumpling that had fallen to the ground.
You can vaguely tell that there are two words spoken.
"Help me!"
On the verge of death, the strong desire to survive has completely overwhelmed the other party's normal thinking ability, and he asks for help randomly.
Done!
Smiles appeared on everyone's faces, and they felt extremely happy.
"Five people, one beheaded, another cut in half, two legs broken at the base, there is a powerful guy,
It must be a heavenly being who grabbed the silver light and fought back, shouting that he also had martial arts skills.
Three more Zhenxiangs came outside, and I only had time to get a dead head. Looking back later, I think it was the old man who was out of control and was at the end of his strength, and was targeting me. It was his own ability to fight back. "Liang Qu's words are concise and dazzling.
"Counterattack?" Su Guishan pondered, "That should be the heavenly being of Yi Mai. Hundreds of years ago, the Yi family had a martial sage clan, leaving behind a legacy of its own system.
One is to repel harm, the second is to control harm, and the third is to counter harm, just like the magnets attracting each other and repelling each other. When it comes to heaven and man, combining the first two to achieve the state of 'anti', they can also use the strength to fight, and form a complete set of techniques. He is extremely powerful, and he once had the feat of countering the attack of the Martial Saint.
If you didn't attack first and then attack second, catch him off guard and defeat his true energy, I'm afraid it would be really dangerous!
"Exactly the same."
Liang Qu thought for a moment and couldn't help but nod.
The Ghost Mother Cult is a remnant of the Great Gang. The Dukes, Princes, and Princes all have traces of their inner Zhenxiang identities. They did not suddenly appear.
Everyone had a general understanding in advance, but they did not know that the other party had arrived. In an instant, they had no time to think and did not match the number.
However, no matter what.
"You have made great contributions!" Su Guishan praised.
The court does not look at the process, but only at the results.
No matter how dangerous it is.
Success is success!
Six people came out this time, captured two alive, killed two, seriously injured two, and cut off two limbs. They collected countless important alchemy furnaces and destroyed the blood transfusion core of the Ghost Mother Cult. The results of the battle were amazing!
No one who has cultivated to the Zhenxiang level is made of clay.
No one is willing to risk their lives. Whenever there is a killing action, at least twice the number of people are required, and it is 90% certain.
Money must be spent with life, and people are willing to earn it.
If there are not enough six people today, Chen Shixuan will not be willing to follow.
Normally, such a result would require at least sixteen Zhenxiang, and at least two Tianren among them.
However, if there were really sixteen people, Nanzhili would have to mobilize most of the prefectures near Jianghuai, which was no different from a major battle, so it was not surprising to achieve such a result.
"Great, you kid, you don't look like a newly promoted master, you can handle it on your own." Xu Yuelong sighed.
Holding two pieces of martial saint skills in his hands, he raided deep behind enemy lines, which seemed easy, but ordinary people didn't have the courage.
The probability of encountering danger again and again is smaller than the probability of winning the prize in the flower shop. Without a huge advantage, any fight is dancing on the edge of a knife.
Small wins big.
Anyone would say it's beautiful!
"This head..."
Liang Qu kicked it.
"Burn it, lest it leave any energy behind and come back to life."
Wei Lin grabbed the black hair and threw it into the dying alchemy furnace. The golden flames were blazing, leaving a blurry black shadow.
The head rolled, uttered the last scream, and turned completely into ashes.
The smell of burning was diffused.
"Let's go, while the night fog is heavy, change positions, and rest for two days."
