Chapter 2586: Will not be sympathetic and pity
Chapter 2586 No sympathy and mercy
Beside , Lorne looked regretful. Earlier, I wanted to hide my strength, play with mysterious costumes, and show off my powers later, so that everyone can see and see her sassy and heroic Miss Luo. Who knows if she accidentally pretends to be too big, she will be out of the limelight. All the opportunities were left to Fatty Bai, Miss Luo regretted that she wanted to hit the wall.
"Bang!" With Lorne's strong psychological endurance, of course he would not really hit the wall, but the next moment, Zhu Tianxiao was already like a piece of dead wood in a mountain torrent, hitting the cliff fiercely.
Fatty Bai slowly retracted the long sword, and Zhu Tianxiao then slid down like a pile of mud.
A sword is still just a sword. The second elder of the Mad Sword Sect, who was still powerful before, was defeated by Fatty White. Although this sword is not as sharp and sharp as Lorne's sword, it is even more breathtaking and unforgettable.
"Master!"
"Uncle Master!"
"Second Elder!" This time, without any hesitation, a crowd of disciples of the Mad Sword Sect rushed forward.
That Bai Shengsheng fat man was really terrible. When they thought of Zhu Tianxiao being drawn into his sword light, like a dead leaf, they were trembling. Even if he saw it, they felt cold and sweaty. drip.
Without ordering, they carried Zhu Tianxiao to Pang Aoting's body. Obviously, only two or three people were required to do it. However, they gathered together with hundreds of people-no way, the fat man was too terrible, only gathered around the lord. , They can find a little sense of security.
"Tianxiao!" Pang Aoting shouted in a trembling voice, the corners of his eyes were wet.
At this time, Zhu Tianxiao was in ragged clothes and was bathed in blood, as if he had just been fished out of the blood pool. At the worst, there was a misty purple mist between the eyebrows, and the three holy beads actually showed cracks in their debut. Even without divine mind exploration, he could see that Zhu Tianxiao must be the root of the Holy Spirit damaged, so that the sacred pearl was broken and it was difficult to repair it. Even if this kind of injury is cured, his cultivation base will drop sharply like the Three Elders, and it will be difficult to recover, and he will not be able to improve for a long time in his life.
"My lord, I, I..." Zhu Tianxiao opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Pang Aoting guiltily. Before he finished speaking, he spouted a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Tianxiao..." Pang Aoting let out a mournful cry, and finally shed two old tears.
Four elders of the Mad Sword Sect, although Zhu Tianxiao is not the strongest, but he is the youngest. Not to mention him and the old elder next to him, nor the three elders who were previously defeated by the sword of Lorne. They are the lowest among the few, and they are reluctant to be promoted to the sacred sage by secret methods, and they are destined to be difficult in this life. The four elders are twice as old as him. By the way, the elder who was previously injured by Chang Wanfa and Swing Sword was also the Fourth Elder.
At the age of Zhu Tianxiao, with such strength, his aptitude and temperament naturally needless to say. For a long time, Pang Aoting had high hopes for him and regarded him as the mainstay of the Mad Sword Sect. Who would have thought that in just one year, he would be injured like this by Fatty Bai, and the way of cultivation would be completely ended!
clenched his fist, his heart hurt like a knife.
"Sect Master Pang, it's time for the next game." Gu Fenghua reminded.
Looking at Zhu Tianxiao, who looked like a blood man, and seeing the sacred pearl cracked between his brows, she did not sympathize, let alone pity. Zhu Tianxiao's previous arrogance and arrogance she had seen with her own eyes. If it weren't for Chen Wanqiao's immediate shot, it would not be him who was lying on the ground, but the two elders of Chang Qiu.
(End of this chapter)
