The battle at the top of Wuhua Peak continues.
It wasn't until Ling Longbiao was seriously injured and taken away by the disciples of the church that Chen Jie and Zhang Ping persuaded a group of people to come back to their senses. Looking at Zhao Jiuge, his eyes were filled with fire, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. Leng Rufeng was severely injured, Zhao Jiuge went crazy, and Ling Longbiao was beaten. How could they not have the same atmosphere? The friendship between fellow seniors was incomprehensible to outsiders.
On the other hand, Zhao Jiuge, who had defeated three people in a row, seemed to be a little exhausted, and the golden light on his body seemed a little dim, but the mysterious* Laughing Buddha silhouette was now kind-hearted, with his forehead slightly lowered, and his expression was so peaceful.
The entire sleeve of Zhao Jiuge's right arm was in pieces, and his eyes were like fire. He stared at Chen Jie and the other five people a little gloomily, but he did not choose to continue to attack. It seemed that it had something to do with the fact that his spiritual power was almost exhausted.
"Chen Jie, get rid of him first. I'll hold this one back." Zhang Ping's persuasive voice was chilling. Twelve people were dealing with three people, and four of them were injured. How could she not be angry
On the battlefield, the situation changed instantly. Just when Zhang Pingguan was roaring at Chen Jie, Bai Qingqing took advantage of the two other Xuanqifeng disciples to be stunned, and the two sword flowers in his hands shook, and instantly Two silver sword energy was like a rainbow, hitting the two young men in the foundation-building realm.
Although the two reacted in time and released the body-protecting spiritual light to resist, the wind flower in Bai Qingqing's hand is the best among spiritual weapons. How can it be resisted by them? Not everyone has as perverted magic as Zhao Jiuge. Decide.
Two rays of silver sword energy hit the Arrancar and instantly passed through the light barrier of the spiritual protection. When they hit the body, a blood flower floated up from the body, then fell and splashed everywhere. On a person's right shoulder, that The area that was hit exploded directly, and the body was bloody and bloody. The other one directly hit the right hand, and the meridians of the entire right hand were directly damaged. It fell softly, dragging the arm, and even the flying sword originally held in the hand fell to the ground.
Bai Qingqing's use of the sword and the control of spiritual power have reached this level of precision. The strength and position are extremely well-measured, killing the enemy without being fatal. If the position of the two sword lights falls on the abdomen, the two of them at this moment People have already died.
Zhang Pingquan felt her chest was tight and her eyes darkened with anger, but her fighting spirit soon returned to her. If I fight alone, I'm not much weaker than you!
Zhang Ping persuaded her to bite her teeth and charged at Bai Qingqing alone. However, the three of them had suppressed Bai Qingqing before. How could she beat Bai Qingqing alone now? She could only fly with the treasure in her hand. With his sword and body's cultivation, he could barely hold Bai Qingqing back, but he was always at a disadvantage and was in a very bad situation.
Bai Qingqing was stunned, as if she didn't expect that Zhang Pingguo, who was alone at this moment, became more and more courageous and could cause her a lot of trouble, especially since the comprehension of the Sword Qi Tongxuan Chapter was no longer inferior to her, every sword qi She was so domineering that she was shocked. If she had a spiritual weapon in her hand, she would have to pay a heavy price even if she lost to him.
But she didn't know that Zhang Pingquan was undoubtedly the most evil disciple of Xuan Qi Peak this time. Not only did his strength break through rapidly and he had reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment Realm, but his control over sword fighting was unmatched by others. This was Zhang Ping. I advise you to be born ordinary, unlike those disciples from aristocratic families who are born to enjoy the abundant resources. Not only were several coaches praising her, but even Du Jun, the leader of Xuan Qifeng, paid close attention to her and placed great hopes on her.
Between the two of them, although Zhang Ping kept losing ground, Bai Qingqing could not get rid of her immediately, and the two were in a stalemate for a while.
While the two of them were entangled, Zhao Jiuge took out a jade bottle that was only half the size of a palm. The jade bottle was blue and white in color. Just looking at it brought some chill. Then Zhao Jiuge took out a dark red pill. , the pill is about the size of a thumb, exactly the small pill that Bai Qingqing gave him last time.
A faint scent of medicine came. Zhao Jiuge held the small Huan Dan between his two fingers without much hesitation. He opened his mouth and put it into his mouth. Now that the spiritual power in his body was nearly exhausted, he had to rely on the medicine to replenish it.
The Xiao Huan Dan melted in the mouth and turned into a stream of liquid flowing into the body. Then violent spiritual power rushed down, running through the body through the meridians. The spiritual power could be obviously increased. It was only then that Zhao Jiuge felt the preciousness of this Xiao Huan Dan. , Ordinary elixirs will not work so quickly. As for how precious it is, Zhao Jiuge doesn't know. He has little experience in alchemy and doesn't know much about it.
Although the spiritual power is constantly recovering, there is a process and it takes time to accumulate the restored spiritual power.
boom!
After reacting, Chen Jie and the other five people would not give Zhao Jiuge time to recover. Seeing Zhao Jiuge's actions, he didn't know that he was close to running out of gas. Previously, Chen Jie was worried about Zhao Jiuge injuring Ling Longbiao under his own eyes. Yu Huai, how could he let go of such a good opportunity now.
Violent spiritual power spurted out. In order to gain time, Chen Jie did not use his not-so-skilled sword technique, but directly threw his spiritual power towards Zhao Jiuge.
The four Xuan Qifeng disciples behind him also reacted at the same time, and then Chen Jie also took action at the same time. Two sword energy and two spiritual powers followed and swept towards Zhao Jiuge.
In an instant, five attacks from the Foundation Establishment realm hit Zhao Jiuge. Chen Jie snorted in his heart, no matter how amazing your defensive power is and how strong your body is, you don't have much spiritual power now, and even with powerful methods, you are like a clever woman who can't make a meal without straw.
Facing the fierce offensive, everyone watched nervously. Even Zhao Jiuge was panicking, but the matter was at this point, and there was no possibility of turning back. At most, it would take several months to recover after being beaten, not to mention him. There is no use for trump cards!
At this moment, the layer of golden spiritual light on Zhao Jiuge's body suddenly dimmed, seemingly due to lack of spiritual power, but it quickly turned bright again, flickering on and off. When the five attacks without any hesitation were close at hand, Zhao Jiuge worked hard to activate the Sanskrit Holy Body to the extreme, trying to resist.
"boom…"
There was a shaking sound, and Zhao Jiuge's body shook a few times. The golden light on the surface dimmed a bit, and the spiritual power he had just recovered was lost again.
"Bang...bang."
Just as Zhao Jiuge stood firm, two more spiritual powers swept in one after another. The golden aura dimmed completely, as if it would break at any time. Even the mysterious Laughing Buddha that enveloped Zhao Jiuge disappeared because there was no support from the spiritual power.
The successive shocks made Zhao Jiuge feel dizzy, but there were still two sword lights that took some time to cast, so they fell to the end. This time came in a blink of an eye.
"Dong...dong..."
Two sharp silver sword energy directly tore the golden light curtain that was about to fragment, and hit Zhao Jiuge's chest. The manic sword energy directly cut through the blue sword robe, although it was not damaged due to the strength of the body. He was further injured, but seven or eight wounds had already leaked blood through the sword robe. At first, only a faint trace of blood spilled out, and in a blink of an eye, the blood was visible to the naked eye, completely dyeing the blue sword robe red.
Zhao Jiuge's delicate face was distorted a lot because of the pain, but he was still standing, and his eyebrows were raised without letting out a scream. Bai Qingqing, who had been entangled with Zhang Ping, caught this scene with his peripheral vision, and suddenly Some are going crazy, some are desperately shaking the wind flowers in their hands, and the crazy surge of spiritual power instantly makes Zhang Pingquan, who was already struggling to resist, become even more embarrassed, and he will be unable to resist for a while.
Those in Xuantianfeng Square looked at the standing Zhao Jiuge through the Xuanguang mirror. Their delicate faces were distorted but endured the pain, and their expressions were a little complicated. Just when they thought that Zhao Jiuge was about to be killed, they saw Zhao Jiuge. He actually took out a palm-sized drum with red edges in his hand!
Taking advantage of the opportunity for the five opponents to activate their spiritual power again after the five attacks, Zhao Jiuge quickly took out the Mutian Drum that he had killed from the vulture. You don't have to be a fool if you have a magic weapon, not to mention that the spiritual power in his body is constantly increasing.
"Dong dong dong..."
The strange and desolate sound of the drum, wrapped in the fluctuations of spiritual power, slowly spread around. This made Chen Jie and others look at Zhao Jiuge's movements with some confusion. Although they knew that this red drum was a magic weapon, it seemed that it was not a magic weapon. There is no lethality.
Chen Jie and others looked confused and wary, but it didn't mean that Bai Qingqing didn't know the function of Mu Tiangu. After all, he and Zhao Jiuge had suffered losses in the past.
Bai Qingqing's eyes flashed instantly, her hands kept moving, and her whole body tensed, waiting for the immediate opportunity!
Chen Jie and others realized belatedly. When they discovered the function of this seemingly small and harmless snare drum, their faces were as shocked as Zhao Jiuge's for the first time. They all lost their minds at the same time, and the spiritual power running in their bodies had stagnated. .
Although this time is short, it is enough for the duel. A single thought can bring about an earth-shaking situation.
Taking advantage of Zhang Ping's persuasion, Bai Qingqing's already ready body jumped up, her beautiful eyes turned cold, wind flowers flew across the sky, and a half-moon arc sword energy persuaded Zhang Ping. Pick instead.
Zhang Pingquan, who was still flying upside down in the air, spat out a mouthful of blood. A two-foot-long wound on his body looked a bit ferocious. Bai Qingqing was unyielding and continued to follow Zhang Pingquan, who was flying upside down. The blue sword on his body The robe whirred.
"Boom..."
Zhang Pingguo fell heavily to the ground. Although blood was still flowing from the wounds on his body, his expression did not change at all, he just looked at Bai Qingqing with sinister eyes.
"Snapped."
There was a crisp sound, and Bai Qingqing was seen holding a sword in her right hand. She stretched out her white and tender palm with her left hand and slapped Zhang Pingquan's face with one palm. A clear red palm print immediately emerged.
"This slap is for Zhao Jiuge." Bai Qingqing said coldly, and then slapped him again.
"This palm is given to you for Leng Rufeng."
Then there was another slap, three slaps in a row.
"I gave you this slap to make you have a bad mouth and like to scream."
Just when everyone thought the three slaps were over, they saw Bai Qingqing's arm raised again, and then hit Zhang Pingquan's face without hesitation.
Bai Qingqing calmed down the indifference on her face, raised the corners of her mouth, paused for a moment, and then said slowly, "This last slap is for you, for those Xuantian Peak disciples who have been brutally murdered by your Xuanqi Peak. It depends on your future." How dare you be so arrogant in front of our Xuantian Peak disciples."
Hitting someone doesn't mean hitting someone in the face, but Bai Qingqing hit someone in the face.
Although Zhang Pingchuan was not seriously injured, he could not recover for a while. Feeling the humiliation, his vision went dark and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. The pain in his heart was more painful than the pain in his body. .