Zhang Long looked at the scene in a daze, and a sense of powerlessness surged into his heart. He could still rely on the power of the Eight Desolations Sword Diagram on his chest to suppress Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing, although who He knew that the situation would change instantly, but he had no way to change it.
He could only watch helplessly as his brother who had been with him for many years was injured and screamed again and again under the sword light. This feeling of powerlessness deeply made Zhang Long feel painful. I remember that the last time he felt this way was when he met Han Songcheng. He failed in the robbery but was subdued. That time, he was shocked in his heart when faced with Han Songcheng's mysterious methods. There is a deep feeling of powerlessness.
Zhang Long looked at the situation with some numbness on his face. The situation was naturally one-sided. Dozens of sword lights continued to emit from the flying swords in the hands of Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing. The two of them no longer considered the loss of spiritual power at this moment. The problem is just to kill the enemy.
The sharp sword light stimulated Fei Long and the others. The green grass on the ground in front was silently cut off by the sword light. As the breeze poured in, the grass was blown to the surroundings.
"Pfft..."
There was a constant sound of clothes being cut, and a sizzling sound of skin being scratched and bones being stabbed away. This kind of sound made Zhang Long's ears numb. In just a short while, the ground was covered with blood, and Zhang Long felt that the screams around him were getting smaller and smaller.
When Zhang Long saw that Cheng Qianqian was unable to resist because he could not dodge, a sword light continued to magnify in his dark eyes, and finally shot towards Cheng Qianqian's head.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and only this scene remained in Zhang Long's eyes.
"Lao Jin..." A heart-wrenching cry came from Zhang Long's mouth with wide eyes, and then he watched helplessly as Cheng Qianqian, who had followed him through life and death for many years, fell into a pool of blood on the ground.
When Cheng Qianqian's body fell to the ground, the moment it came into contact with the ground, blood stains on the ground spattered in all directions. The sound was small, but when it reached Zhang Long's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. At this moment, his heart seemed to be hit by a pair of He held it tightly with his big hands and squeezed hard.
However, Zhang Long didn't have time to feel sad. In the blink of an eye, the two men who were in the blood-moving realm slowly fell down with a weak breath. Judging from their dying appearance, the situation must not be good.
At this moment, Zhang Long was suddenly awakened. His numb and empty heart seemed to have a chill all over his body. As if he suddenly thought of something terrible, he opened his eyes wide, grinned ferociously, and shouted heartbreakingly, "Luo Xuqing, you If you don't take action, all my brothers will die, so why don't you take action quickly." At the end of the sentence, Zhang Long's eyes were bloodshot.
He knew that usually the two sides always disliked each other. His side followed Han Songcheng first and always favored them. Han Songcheng did take good care of their confidants and had no means or magic weapons. It was given to them first. On the other side, Luo Xuqing and his gang were all casual cultivators nearby. They looked down on the status of Zhang Long and his gang. Because they all later surrendered to Han Songcheng, they naturally hugged each other. Among them, Luo Xu Qing has the highest level of cultivation and has reached the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, just like Zhang Long. So a group of people was headed by Luo Xuqing.
At this moment, in Zhang Long's view, even if the two groups had constant conflicts in private, at this critical moment, they were all working under Han Songcheng, and Luo Xuqing would not be willing to die without help.
However, his idea failed.
At the entrance of the Sihe Courtyard on the mountain peak, five or six figures stood crisscrossed together, with their hands folded across their chests, looking at the tragic situation of Zhang Long and his gang less than a hundred meters away with joy on their faces. However, after the terrifying crushing of Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing, everyone tensed up. After all, the strength of those two people was too terrifying. If they were to face the enemy, they might not be able to compete with Zhang. Long and his group did better, maybe not as good as Zhang Long and his group.
Everyone's faces froze when they heard Zhang Long's heart-rending cry that echoed through the mountain peaks. At this time, next to Luo Xuqing, a man wearing black cloth with a serious face asked in a low voice with some hesitation, "Brother Luo, do we want to help them?"
Luo Xuqing did not speak immediately. He was thinking rapidly in his head. After weighing the pros and cons, he said, "Ignore them." His voice was ruthless, and there was a cruel smile on his face.
"But..." Just when the man in black cloth showed hesitation on his face and was about to say something, Luo Xuqing immediately interrupted him.
"I know what you want to say. Are you worried that when Zhang Long and his group are completely dead and injured, it will be time for those two to deal with us, and we will follow in Zhang Long's footsteps?"
The man in black cloth was embarrassed for a while. He said that was what he was worried about, and he laughed twice in embarrassment.
"Don't worry, the ridge master asked us to guard the gate. He won't leave us alone for a while. Now that we have said it, the ridge master should have almost recovered." Luo Xuqing first glanced back secretly and then lowered his head when there was no movement. He whispered to the four or five people around him.
When Luo Xuqing finished speaking, they felt relieved. After all, if anything happened, someone taller would be able to handle it.
It would be best to take this opportunity to get rid of Zhang Long and his gang, so that when the spoils are divided in the future, they will get more. Who can remain unmoved in the face of interests? Besides, it would be safer for them to face those two murderous perverts later.
In the blink of an eye, only he, Fei Long and another brother who was in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm were left standing in the field. Even if they were still standing, they were still shaky and might fall down at any time. Among the three of them, Feilong was the most seriously injured. The bones in his shoulders were exposed, and his clothes had already been torn with many cuts and there were still blood stains.
Trying his best to resist a sword light, even Zhang Long felt that he was running out of gas. Taking this opportunity to take a breath, Zhang Long looked a hundred meters away from the corner of his eye.
The next moment, Zhang Long's eyes seemed to burst, and his eyeballs were filled with blood. When he saw Luo Xuqing and his party were motionless, he knew that their brothers were going to die today, and he smiled sadly in his heart. This is good, he can also have a companion on the road to hell. . After doing too many bad things, retribution finally comes. What made him angry was that he didn't expect that Luo Xuqing and his party would actually refuse to save him.
"Luo Xuqing, I'm your grandma." Then Zhang Long shouted desperately, raised the dagger in his hand, rushed to Feilong's side, and blocked the blow that could have killed him.
Fei Long looked at Zhang Long beside him weakly and smiled, not feeling lucky to have escaped the disaster, only that even until the last moment, the brothers could fight side by side.
Feilong's deep look was the last time he missed the sight of this world. The next second, a huge wave of chilling spiritual energy rushed over.
"Ah..." Zhang Long shouted crazily as he watched this scene. He knew that when this round of spiritual power passed, the only remaining brother around him would cease to exist. There is no guarantee that everything will be suspended. How can he help Feilong
When all the spiritual power in Zhao Jiuge's body leaked out and turned into a huge wave, he himself was not idle either. He stepped quickly, holding the green plum sword at an angle in his hand and ran towards Zhang Long behind this spiritual power. As for another man in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, he had just been killed by Bai Qingqing with one sword.
The huge golden wave of spiritual energy, carrying a biting chill, rolled a few times and came to Zhang Long, very close at hand.
This huge wave of spiritual power continued to enlarge in his pupils, and there was a hint of determination in Zhang Long's eyes. Then, he released all the spiritual power in his body, wrapping himself up to protect him tightly, and at the same time, the dagger in his hand drew a line. Spiritual power, trying to fight against the huge wave formed by this spiritual power.
However, all this was in vain. The spiritual power that passed by was like a lonely boat. In an instant, it was annihilated by this cold spiritual power and continued to rush towards Zhang Long.
Boom, there was a fierce impact. Zhang Long successfully withstood the blow, but the bones in his body seemed to have flashed. Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and nose, and his whole body flew backwards like a shrimp.
However, Feilong was not so lucky. When Zhang Long struggled to resist this spiritual power, Feilong was instantly enveloped by the golden cold current.
Click.
The fat body of the fat dragon exploded and sputtered in all directions. What was frightening was that this time, no blood spurted out at all. The broken flesh turned into ice cubes, and there were even bubbles on it. A puff of white chilly smoke.
Even the layer of blood flowing on the ground was frozen into ice slag at this moment. The benefits of tempering the body began to slowly appear. Zhao Jiuge's own spiritual power comes with the attributes of Hantian Sword Gang's spiritual veins. If If Zhao Jiuge can condense the elixir and reach the realm of elixir, then when the time comes, this attribute will increase geometrically, and then all his spiritual power will be transformed into containing this attribute.
In the blink of an eye, among the eight people on the opposite side, seven were dead and one was seriously injured. Zhang Long, who was seriously injured, fell to the ground and tried to get up with one hand to support him, but the pain all over his body made him struggle hard.
The scene in front of them, the bright red blood, the whitish ice slag, and the broken arms on the ground, made Luo Xuqing and the others feel chills all over their bodies. It was hard to imagine that they would face these two Shura-like people. What kind of result will it be when you are a boy and a girl
While they were glad that they were just guarding the gate, they also secretly prayed that their ridge master could recover his spiritual power quickly and come out as soon as possible.
Zhao Jiuge, who was rushing forward behind Lingli, bent his right leg at this moment, then kicked hard, tapped his left leg for two steps, and landed lightly next to Zhang Long.
Zhang Long, who was struggling secretly, wanted to resist pointlessly when he saw this situation, but before he was ready to resist, Zhao Jiu's green plum sword drew an arc and struck Zhang Long with sword light. head.
boom.
There was a sound like a ripe watermelon exploding. Zhang Long's head exploded like this. The blood had already been frozen by the cold air. When it fell to the ground, the scene made people vomit.
Even Zhao Jiuge felt a numbness in his scalp and became a little panicked. Zhang Long's head was blown off, but his whole body was still there. Zhao Jiuge quickly stretched out his right hand and touched Zhang Long's chest. After touching it twice, he took back his hand and held a jade tube in his palm. Zhao Jiuge put it away without even looking at it. When Zhao Jiuge saw Zhang Long touching his chest when he asked him what formation it was, he kept an eye on it. At this time, he took it out casually. Sure enough, there was something. Zhao Jiuge secretly guessed that it must be related to the thing that trapped him and Bai Qingqing before.
He stood up and looked around. As Bai Qingqing said, none of the eight people on the opposite side were left behind. At this time, Bai Qingqing had already stepped to Zhao Jiuge's side with his sword in hand. The battle was over. Luo Xuqing and others in the distance had solemn faces, as if facing a formidable enemy. , but they didn’t dare to come over, and they didn’t dare to leave privately.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiuge took out the jade tube he had just taken from Zhang Long, and saw that there were only eight simple pictures in it. There was no picture at all. They were all about a person with flying swords around him in different postures. , a total of eight pairs, and then glanced at the names recorded in the jade tube, the Eight Desolate Sword Pictures.
Zhao Jiuge frowned and handed the jade tube to Bai Qingqing, "What the hell is this? It doesn't look like a formation."
Bai Qingqing took the jade tube in surprise. She looked at the contents inside with a thoughtful look on her face. After a long time, she opened her eyes in shock and said in horror, "This seems to be a sword formation!"
"Sword formation?" Zhao Jiuge looked surprised. This was the first time he had seen Bai Qingqing lose his composure.
"It's a formation composed of swords, but it doesn't seem to be a complete sword formation, just a incomplete part. Moreover, the jade tube has also been enlarged and not the original image."
Zhao Jiuge nodded thoughtfully, and then thought of something, "Then can this incomplete one still be used?"
"It can be used. Zhang Long can use this sword formation as a formation, and it can exert such great power. It can be imagined that this is a good thing. You can keep it for now. I think Han Songcheng must know what is going on with this thing. Maybe the complete one is in his hands. I will know the specific situation when I go in and question him later." Bai Qingqing smiled coldly at the end. Women are vengeful animals. Han Songcheng's words to tease her are still in his mind. heart.
As for this incomplete sword formation, although it was pretty good, it was of little use to her.
Zhao Jiuge then couldn't put it down and put the jade tube away, and his heart felt hot. The incomplete and tightly stretched fur had the power of superimposed spiritual power. It was hard to imagine what a complete sword formation would look like!
Only after understanding the specific situation can we know what happened to the incomplete sword formation. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge couldn't wait to ask Han Songcheng about the situation of the sword formation. Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge raised his head and looked at the door of the courtyard. His eyes immediately met Luo Xuqing. Luo Xuqing shuddered subconsciously, because Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing were already walking towards them.