"Baga!" Seeing his companion die by the river, the Japanese monk finally recovered from his panic and cursed angrily.
The little devil's wretchedness is wretched, and in some respects it is commendable. For example, when everyone was photographed by Lin Luoran's majesty and dared not move, this Japanese samurai dared to charge up with a Japanese sword.
There are many ways to practice, and it is not limited to Taoism. Like this Japanese samurai, he is considered a master of martial arts in the small country of Japan. He is nearly half a hundred years old, but he entered Taoism from martial arts. Although he has just stepped into the innate realm, when it comes to melee combat, Wen Guanjing may not be able to win!
The Dongyang Dao has a sharp edge on one side, long and narrow. The Japanese samurai slashed at Huashan with a single strike. Lin Luoran held Zhaoxue and retreated again and again. She refused to fight back easily, and getting into a fight would do no good at all, and would weaken the deterrent she had deliberately created earlier.
She was not far from the river itself, but within a few steps she retreated above the torrential flood of the Huangsha River. Under the effect of the water system spell, the river supported her toes, standing on the top of the waves without any danger of sinking. Luoshen in the water walks on waves.
The Japanese samurai really relied on a burst of internal energy, like crossing a river with a reed, and abruptly jumped in front of Lin Luoran. Under the cold light of the Japanese knife, he also wanted to chop her into pieces like the Japanese bald man. The two halves can relieve the hatred in my heart.
Lin Luoran snorted coldly, Zhaoxue is a fifth-grade magic weapon, under the infusion of spiritual energy, how can these so-called magical blades in the world be able to resist it, she wanted to cut the Japanese warrior in half with a sword, Then I thought again that this is on the torrent, why bother
Standing mighty, the bigger the movement, the better. Lin Luoran didn't care about the aura stored in the past few days. He dodged a Japanese samurai's attack in a flash, and quickly pinched the seal with his right hand, which can be used in the middle stage of Qi training. His "Water Dragon Chant" is not a huge killer move, but it is extremely gorgeous, and it is suitable for use at this time to exert power!
Lin Luoran's five fingers fluttered, and the seventy-two handprints were pinched in an instant. There was a dragon chant from the depths of the Huangsha River, and a vortex formed on the water surface. As the vortex became bigger and bigger, it gradually became like a thunderstorm.
Lin Luoran said, "The operation is over, go!" A three-foot water dragon suddenly jumped out of the vortex, flashed past majesticly, and rolled towards the Japanese samurai amidst the sound of the dragon's chant!
The waves hit the Japanese samurai. He was terrified at first, but when the water dragon wrapped him around, it was only water power and no aggressiveness. Fooled, just waiting to use the name of swordsmanship, seemingly powerless, but the limp water dragon became tighter and tighter, and when his luck was struggling, he dragged him into the water!
At the beginning, the Japanese samurai still wanted to struggle, and from time to time a head popped out of the water, but as time went by, thirty seconds, one minute, five minutes... After ten minutes, the waves of the Huangsha River were rolling. The shadow of that corner of the samurai robe
Lin Luoran thought very much, this is using the right time and place of the water system to deal with such a person who has just entered the Tao from martial arts.
With a sigh of relief in his heart, Lin Luoran's goal was finally achieved. The water dragon was very powerful, and the Japanese samurai, a doomed dragon suit, also cooperated very well. The foreign monks' necks were stiff when they looked at each other, and they all looked at each other, all in the eyes of teammates Seeing the fear - it's okay to grab the treasure, but you have to have your life, why don't you go first
Dana blocked the plan of several vampires to form a siege. Even if everyone went up together, with both offensive and defensive skills, it is true that they could kill this Huaxia female cultivator, but I don't know how many casualties would be caused.
They used to bully the Huaxia monks because there was a gap in the use of the mysterious spell, so they despised the Huaxia monks. At this time, they knew that it was not that the Dongfang monks were not good, but that they had never met a female monk with such a strong combat coefficient—the little handsome guy in the Holy See The glass heart shattered all over the ground. How can a girl who looks like an angel in Western mythology be as murderous as a female tyrannosaurus
Needless to say, the joy of Huaxia is that Wen Guanjing, the previous dissatisfaction has disappeared. In terms of strength alone, Lin Luoran has used his own performance to become the well-deserved number one among the younger generation of Huaxia cultivators!
Li Xi'er felt that she had a good face, not to mention the slightly angry Quyi, who immediately put Lin Luoran in the top three of the most admired list - the first place, of course, was his master, but the first place Second place, is it better to rank as "Senior Sister Lin", or is it still "Senior Brother Wen"? Looking at the ignorant seniors around him, Qu Yiren clenched his fists. He has known Senior Wen for so many years, and casually ranked Senior Brother Wen as the third place. How sad does he know? Sister, I'm not familiar with you yet, so let me feel wronged...
"Miss Lin, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you still have the same style." Dana spoke easily, breaking the stalemate.
Lin Luoran twitched her lips and smiled, but the flesh on her face was not smiling, even if she was responding to Dana. Who said that foreigners don't know how to do Tai Chi? Isn't the vampire Dana's so-called aristocratic etiquette done very well, and she was clearly plotting against her in the bat cave, but at this time it seemed nothing had happened.
"Brother, are we going to cross the river?" Lin Luoran turned around and asked, showing his back to the enemy. The more relaxed and carefree she was, the less these people actually dared to move, interpreting the phrase "bullying the weak and fearing the hard" to the extreme.
cross the river? Wen Guanjing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.
In fact, passing is the same... But if they really pass, they will undoubtedly get rid of this group of hornets, so it seems that the past is good.
It’s just that it’s recorded in the Yellow Sand River Jade Slips that it’s about 50 kilometers wide and it’s on the torrential water surface. His five elements are based on the fire element. Even if the flying sword is not destroyed, he is afraid that he will lose his spiritual energy halfway through the flight, but he can’t absorb it. The aura of the water system is used as a tonic.
As for Lin Luoran's flying sword, it seems that it was born to be used by female cultivators. It is extremely exquisite and does not seem to be equipped with a formation that can be enlarged...
Seeing him nodding, Lin Luoran waved his hand, and Xiao Jin flapped his wings down and rubbed his head against her a few times. Lin Luoran leaned over and whispered in Xiao Jin's ear, and Xiao Jin reluctantly nodded his head.
"Brother, for safety's sake, Xiao Jin can carry two people at a time, let's cross the river first!"
At the head of Wenguan, he and Lin Luoran were naturally in charge of breaking up, and first arranged for the pouting Li Xier and Qu Yiren to get on the back of the carving. One side was happy, and the other side looked at them with hatred, Xiao Jin flapped his wings twice, Fly up.
As a professional flying "Xiaojin", this eagle is still very professional, but after a short time, there is only a small black spot in the sky above the river, and Xiaojin has already flapped his wings and flew far away.
It took Xiao Jin only a quarter of an hour to run back and forth for more than 50 kilometers. Although it is not as good as an airplane for the time being, it is at least not bad compared to a sports car.
Lin Luoran took out a peach to reward it. Xiao Jin, a silly eagle, was bombarded by the master's sugar-coated shells, and immediately felt tired. He raised his head and looked around, and by the way despised those foreign countries who were staring blankly. monk.
Foreign monks, will you be dumbfounded
Naturally, this is not the reason. They are not so much dumbfounded as embarrassed. So many people failed to snatch the map from Wen Guanjing's hands, and even dragged in a strong support... You push me and I retreat you, and they dare not do it easily , Dana still has a bit of aristocratic style, unwilling to waste time here, took the lead to leave with a few vampires, and went to find another way.
There is no other way, if you stay where you are, besides fighting this female evil star, are you still hoping to shake hands and make peace, and let others direct Diao'er to take you across the river
Stop dreaming!
Seeing the foreign monks leaving in twos and threes, Lin Luoran's tensed back was finally a little loose. Her internal organs were injured, and it was not something she could recover well in the past few days. If she continued to fight, it would be considered a temporary victory. I'm afraid it will hurt the foundation, so why bother.
"Brother, why are these people so talkative?" Seeing a werewolf with his upper body naked reluctantly leaving, Lin Luoran remembered what Wen Guanjing said outside, every time the secret realm was opened, monks from all over the world would fight endlessly. At present, why do they seem to be unwilling to fight for their lives so easily
Wen Guanjing smiled wryly, if you hadn't killed so ruthlessly, it would be a ghost for them to leave so easily! But according to this, it is indeed different from what the minister said, Wen Guanjing thought for a while, and replied: "I think it is becoming more and more difficult to practice, and these foreign practitioners are not willing to work hard!"
It is not empty talk that practice is not easy, and after a hundred years, after returning from the secret realm, after the Huaxia monks return, there are still a few who can finally build a foundation. This time... Wen Guanjing looked at Lin Luoran, except for her If you can be sure that you can build a foundation, who can say for sure what will happen in the future
Lin Luoran sensitively sensed that there was no lack of depression in Wen Guanjing's words, she smiled lightly, and said with certainty: "Senior brother Wen, you can definitely build a foundation!"
What she said is naturally not a promise, but a kind of belief in Wen Guanjing, and an expectation for the Chinese cultivation world.
Wen Guanjing is only half a step behind her, and if he can't build a foundation in the later stage of real Qi training, wouldn't there be only Lin Luoran left alone in the younger generation of Huaxia
The world is vast, if she is alone, how lonely and desolate it is...
Thinking of the sheepskin figure in his arms, Wen Guanjing couldn't help adding a bit of faith. He has always been the benchmark of the younger generation in the Chinese spiritual world. If he can't build a foundation, how can he build confidence for his juniors and sisters
He glanced at Lin Luoran who was looking for the golden eagle on the river, and secretly clenched his fists. If he couldn't build a foundation, how could he be worthy of calling her "Brother Wen"? !
A puff of turbid air spewed out from his chest, and Wen Guanjing felt that the sky was much brighter.
Lin Luoran didn't look back, but felt the change in Wen Guanjing's state of mind, just like her epiphany at Commander Qin's house that day, how can one live forever and be at ease without a heart to bravely pursue the way of heaven
In the distance on the water surface, Xiao Jin's figure appeared above the surging river. It had already run four times, and the last time, only Wen Guanjing and Lin Luoran were left...
"Xiaojinhao" was naturally the happiest, seeing only two people left from a distance, let out a slightly tired but joyful roar.