Chapter 3749: 3749 Don't panic, come as a teacher!

  Chapter 3749 3749 Don't panic, come as a teacher!

   With a thought, the remaining few falling Cangqiqixing flags soared and stood in front of Chang Aotian and the others. He himself continued to slap at Gu Fenghua and the others with a palm.

Seeing that the eldest grandson Luocang’s heart of "revenge" is so determined, even if he destroys the seven-star flag of Luocang and loses his life, he has to kill Gu Fenghua and others, not to mention others, even Chang Aotian and others. There was a feeling of powerlessness.

It’s too late and it’s fast. All of this happened in an instant. Even if a few of them shot at the same time, it would be difficult to break the remaining seven-star flags in a short period of time. How could it be possible to save Gu Fenghua’s people? ?

"Don't quit, don't panic, I'm here as a teacher!" At this moment, there was a thunderous roar in mid-air, and a fat monk with a fat face fell from the sky, holding the stick high towards the grandson. Smashed the head.

   "It's you again!" Longsun Luocang exclaimed subconsciously.

  The fat monk in front of him is Ye Wu-Se's master Yijie!

  The last time he was in Yuchizong, he had fought against him with the sacred soul body. Although he had the upper hand, he was still unable to hurt his life. He was also severely damaged by his shameless return to the carbine. It can be said that his decline in cultivation has a lot to do with Master Yijie.

  I wanted to find a chance to avenge the blood and hatred, but I didn’t expect this shameless fat monk to take the initiative to show up and throw himself into the trap.

   But surprise turned to surprise, the grandson Luocang did not put Master Yijie in his eyes, and slapped it out with his left hand at random. After all, what he did last time was only the sacred soul body, and his strength was still a lot worse than the deity. This fat monk was able to take advantage of it last time, but today it is no idea!

  Unfortunately, this time, he was wrong.

   Amidst the muffled sound, Longsun Luocang's body tilted, and there was a sound of cracking bones in his left arm.

  Because of his body crooked, he patted the palm of Gu Fenghua and the others in a deviated direction. He patted hard in the ruins. Pieces of rubble were instantly shattered, and dust was flying again. Even though Gu Fenghua and the others were affected, they were easily resolved by the combination of a sword and Ye Yunji's shots.

  How did the strength of this bald donkey become so strong! Changsun Luosun stepped back two steps and immediately stabilized his figure, but his left hand trembled like a sieve, with a look of horror on his face.

I remember that in the last fight, this fat monk's cultivation base was not yet the Emperor Sage. Although it seems that he was injured and caused his cultivation level to drop sharply, even if the injury is healed, there should be only the Emperor Sage level at best. At best, it's only the second and third products of Emperor Sheng. However, when the palm was shot just now, Longsun Luocang was surprised to find that his cultivation level had at least reached the fifth rank of Emperor Sage, and the skill of using the staff was not at all unorganized and only relying on brute force like the last time. But the power of mystery and subtlety is boundless.

   Its true combat power has definitely reached the sixth rank of Emperor Sage, and even stronger!

  Long Sun Luocang was careless, and his left arm was almost interrupted by him. Although it hadn't been broken at this time, the arm bone was also torn apart, and there was a burst of heartbreaking pain.

   "Master!" Ye Wu-Se shouted in surprise, and stopped his fingerprints at the same time.

  He also knew that even if he blew himself up like Zhan Jiuzhou, it would be difficult for him to play any role. Since the master is here, why should he make such unnecessary sacrifices. He could also see that the master's shot this time was very different from the previous one, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, which was almost a tenfold improvement.

  "Go!" Master Yi Jie had no time to tell his disciples, and with a roar, he raised his stick toward the grandson Luocang again.

  One stick, two sticks, three sticks...

  Almost just in the blink of an eye, he attacked nine sticks one after another.

  (End of this chapter)