Chapter 354 Ji Baxiao: Big brother, save me!
A battle took place in the Yaoguang Holy Land, and the result quickly spread across the world.
When it was learned that Saint Qin Ruyan had killed an ancient fairy king, it immediately caused an uproar in the world!
After all, the entire world was turned upside down by the resurrection of the ancient fairy king, and many local cultivators dared not speak out, and avoided the threat of death.
Unexpectedly, in this generally pessimistic atmosphere, Saint Qin Ruyan of the Yaoguang Holy Land actually appeared and killed a fairy king-level strongman.
It was simply shocking!
At the same time, it also greatly encouraged the people's hearts.
See? The cultivators of our time are not something you old monsters can bully at will!
"Fairy Qin is so amazing! She is worthy of being my goddess!"
"I hope that after this incident, those guys can be more restrained! Don't cause trouble everywhere!"
"That's right, is it true that no one can control them?"
The cultivators were discussing it and were proud of it.
Because of this news, after the intentional publicity of the Yaoguang Holy Land, it soon spread to every state in the world through Yinkui.
Everyone knows that Qin Ruyan created a brilliant record!
"Is this true?"
When they learned that the Flower-Cai Immortal was killed, many ancient strong men showed astonishment on their faces. Although they hated the Flower-Cai Immortal as a person, they still recognized his strength.
After all, if you can't beat him, can you still run away?
Facing a junior in the future, the Flower-Cai Immortal still died. They were very surprised by this result.
What does this show?
The opponent's strength is far stronger than expected!
"Yaoguang Saint, Qin Ruyan..."
Some immortal king-level creatures who covet Yaoguang Holy Land are filled with strong fear in their hearts, and instantly give up the idea of going to make trouble.
Obviously.
Qin Ruyan became famous in one battle and became famous in the circle of resurrectors, which also prevented Yaoguang Holy Land from being harassed by many ancient strongmen during this period!
Coincidentally.
Because of the Yaoguang Holy Land, many ancient strongmen were shocked, but some people with ill intentions wanted to extend their evil hands to other holy places to further suppress the arrogance of contemporary cultivators.
Yin and Yang Holy Land.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, as depressing and dull as the sky falling.
The elders and disciples knelt on the ground, their hearts full of grief and indignation, as well as fear and uneasiness.
The Yin-Yang Saint had disheveled hair and was covered with wounds. His hands were tied and hung on a high execution platform. His waist was missing and bloody, as if he had been cut in half. It was horrible to see.
In front of the execution platform, a tall and thin man with a faint stubble, wearing cloth clothes, with a prominent head and a hideous scar on his cheek, sat cross-legged on the ground alone, picked up the unsealed clay wine jar, and raised his head to drink the mellow and rich fairy wine.
What is eye-catching is that there are seven ghost knives of various shapes hanging behind him. Although each ghost knife has not been unsheathed, if you listen carefully, you can faintly hear the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
"Your wine is not bad." The tall and thin man gulped down a jar, wiped his mouth, and praised it rarely.
"Senior, you want to drink, we have it here, and we will treat you well, but why do you want to hurt our Saint? It's a bit unreasonable."
A respected core elder, unable to tolerate the other party's unreasonable behavior, said with a stiff upper lip.
Not long ago, this ancient strongman suddenly broke into the Yin-Yang Holy Land to ask for wine. The Yin-Yang Saint came out to receive him, but was cut off half of his body with a knife.
This made everyone angry and felt that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble.
"Haha, do I need to explain the reason to you? Do whatever you want, just follow your heart."
The tall and thin man sneered and said meaningfully: "Besides, this is just the beginning."
Swish!
The ghost knife on his back suddenly came out of its sheath, killing the core elder in an instant, and then put the knife back into the sheath like lightning.
The body was broken into two pieces and fell in a pool of blood.
Everyone was furious, this is a crazy lunatic!
"Elder Wang's soul seems to have been sucked away..." An elder with sharp eyes discovered the clues of the ghost knife.
"That's right. My Ghost Blade can absorb souls to increase its power, and you are all good nutrients. After all, as the top sect in the region, each of your souls is stronger than many cultivators in front of you."
"You know, being able to die with my Ghost Blade and follow me to the peak of the Great Dao is the supreme honor for you ants."
The tall and thin man smiled sinisterly, revealing the purpose of this trip.
"No..."
Hearing this, the cultivators of the Yin-Yang Holy Land were completely desperate.
This person is too powerful, and they can't beat him together!
They can only let him be slaughtered!
Shua~
Another strange knife light flew out, killing a large number of disciples like cutting rice.
The ghost sword nourished by the soul made a buzzing sound, as if expressing excitement.
More and more people died, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
All the monks were suppressed by the power of the sword and could not move at all. They were frightened to death by the miserable sounds in their ears, and they felt powerless in their hearts.
"Please, let us go..." The seriously injured and dying Yin Yang Saint said weakly.
The Yin Yang Holy Land suffered such a disaster, but as a saint, he was powerless. He felt self-blame and was in great pain.
"Hehe, guess why I didn't kill you at the first time?"
The tall and lanky man opened another jar of wine and poured it into his mouth. Feeling the rich aroma of wine between his lips and teeth, he licked his lips and said with a serious smile:
"That's because I'm keeping you here so that you can see with your own eyes how people here die. Don't worry, you will be the last one!"
놛늀It’s because 놚 has a toying mentality that makes the monks here die in despair and fear.
This is a kind of abnormal psychology, which regards human life as nothing, or it can be said that it is a higher-level life and tramples on lower-level life.
"Beast..." Yin Yang Sheng's energy was like a gossamer, and his pale face revealed a look of resentment.
놛I hate myself so much that I am too weak!
Failed to protect Yin Yang Holy Land!
"No, I won't die!"
"Saint 덿, save me!"
"ah!"
Miserable sounds and cries filled the entire Yin Yang Holy Land.
The Yin Yang Saint's heart was ashen and his face was miserable, waiting helplessly for his tragic fate.
"Haha, interesting, so interesting!" The tall and lanky man laughed wildly, enjoying the wonderful feeling of everything.
Crowd 꿗.
A young man with half black and half white hair, his eyes were red, and a few drops of blood and tears were faintly shed. His whole body was shaking, not because he was too scared, but because he was angry like never before.
Seeing the disciples and elders around him die one after another from the Ghost Sword, Ji Baxiao realized that it would soon be his turn.
Feeling that the death crisis was getting stronger, Ji Baxiao could no longer contain the hatred in his heart, his face turned red and he roared:
"Fuck your mother!!"
"Just wait, my elder brother will help me take revenge! You biting mad dog! Sooner or later you will be slaughtered!"
In an instant.
The whole place was silent.
Even the air and wind stopped flowing.
The tall and lanky man slowly put down the wine jar and said with a gloomy face, "What did you say?"
Unexpectedly, in this situation, an arrogant boy would suddenly curse.
So brave!
Ji Baxiao was not afraid at all, he puffed up his chest and sneered: "You crazy dog, my elder brother will avenge me. He is already on his way here. You can continue to sneer. This is your last chance." "
"Holy Son..."
Everyone was surprised and confused.
Is it true? Or is it just a matter of oral pleasure before death?
According to their understanding of their own Holy Son, it seems that the latter is more likely.
After all, Jiba Xiaoping likes to brag, and his reputation in this regard has long been ruined.
"Hey..." There was a hint of bitterness in the corner of Yin Yang Saint's mouth. At this point, he didn't have any hope.
Seeing that the other party was confident, the tall and lanky man suddenly felt guilty.
These days, all resuscitators like 놛 have been born, maybe this kid actually hugged a thigh.
No, you have to ask!
It’s better to be careful!
"Ahem," the tall and thin man coughed a few times and asked in a deep voice, "Um, who is your eldest brother?"
"Hmph, my eldest brother is the Sword Demon Li Wujie! Have you heard of this name?! I can't scare you to death!"
Ji Baxiao snorted coldly and said proudly.
The tall and lanky man frowned and quickly searched for the strongest person in his mind. Finally, he shook his head.
"Never heard of it."
Ji Baxiao: "..."
You're so fucking embarrassing to me!
After confirming that there was no threat, the tall and lanky man laughed angrily. 놛 Gang꺳 was almost frightened by this kid.
Whoa, a strange sword light flew out, and there was a faint sound of a fierce ghost roaring, and the sound penetrated people.
Ji Baxiao's hair stood on end as he lost his voice and said, "Brother, save me!!!"
"Ant, die!"
The tall and lanky man said coldly.
However, at this moment, before the strange sword light approached Ji Baxiao, a man in a bamboo hat suddenly appeared and pulled out his sword to push it away.
Clean and effortless!
Because the incident happened suddenly, no one had time to react, and everyone was stunned and opened their mouths wide.
"Who are you?!"
The tall and lanky man threw away the wine jar, stood up suddenly, and stared at the man in the hat in the distance with eyes like a poisonous snake.
The moment the opponent drew the knife, he actually felt quite threatened!
"Second brother, I've scared you." A man dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat stood with a sword in his hand and said in a deep tone,
Those eyes are extremely sharp, as if they can see through the illusions in the world!
The one who comes is Li Wujie!
During this period of time, 놛 has been specializing in sword skills, and finally made a breakthrough. By the way, his cultivation level also increased a little. Although he did not break through the Immortal Lord, he was only close to the goal.
I thought about continuing to attack the realm, but I received a message asking for help from my younger brother. I have always been loyal to Yuntian, and I couldn't just sit idly by, so after I received the message, I rushed over as soon as possible.
Li Wujie knew that he might face an Immortal King-level powerhouse, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he felt a sense of anticipation and excitement.
놛놅大刀, I am so hungry and thirsty in the morning!
When he saw Li Wujie appear, Ji Baxiao behind him was startled at first, and then became extremely excited, with tears streaming down his face. He cried out with all his strength:
"Brother, little brother, I have been waiting for you to come~!!!"
