Chapter 155

Zhang long was staring at the scene in the field. A sense of powerlessness flooded into his heart. He could have suppressed Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing with the power of the eight wasteland sword map on his chest. Although he knew that the situation would turn around in an instant, he had no way to change it.

Can only watch helplessly, with his brother for many years in that sword light injury, scream. Zhang long was deeply distressed by this feeling of powerlessness. I remember that the last time I met Han Songcheng, he was taken over when he failed to rob him. When he faced Han Songcheng's mysterious means, he was also shocked by his own heart and felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Zhang long looked numbly at the situation in the field. Naturally, the situation was one-sided. Tens of sword lights were sent from the flying swords of Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing. At the moment, they were no longer concerned about the loss of spiritual power, but only wanted to kill the enemy.

The sharp sword light excites Feilong and other people. The grass on the ground of the vanguard is silently cut off by the sword awn. With the influx of the breeze, the grass is blown around.

"Pooh Hoo..."

There is the sound of clothes being cut, and the sound of scratched skin and bone. This kind of sound heard Zhang Long's ears numb. In a short time, the ground was covered with blood, and the screams around him became smaller and smaller.

When Zhang Long saw that Cheng Qian couldn't dodge and couldn't resist, a sword light was constantly amplified in his dark eyes, and finally shot at Cheng Qian's head.

At this moment, time seems to be still, and only this scene is left in Zhang Long's eyes.

"Lao Jin..." A heartrending cry came from Zhang Longkou, who was staring at him. Then he watched with his life and death for many years and poured into the blood on the ground.

When Cheng Qianqian falls on the ground and contacts the ground, the bloodstain on the ground splashes around, and the sound is small. However, it is like a bolt from the blue when it is introduced into Zhang Long's ears. At this moment, his heart seems to be tightly held by a pair of big hands.

However, Zhang long had no time to grieve. In a twinkling of an eye, the two men who carried the blood environment fell down slowly with their breath withered. Looking at the dying appearance, the situation must not be very good.

At this moment, Zhang long was awakened with a fright in his numb and empty heart. He suddenly thought of something terrible. He widened his eyes, grinned ferociously and cried, "Luo Xuqing, if you don't, my brother will die. You don't have to do it." Finally, Zhang Long's eyes were covered with blood.

He knew that people on both sides always looked down on each other. He always liked Han Songcheng because he followed Han Songcheng first. Han Songcheng did take good care of his confidants all the time. Any means or magic weapons were given to them first. On the other side, Luo Xuqing and his group were all casual practitioners nearby, and they looked down on Zhang Long's identity Because they were all subordinated to Han Songcheng later, they naturally got together. Among them, Luo Xu Qingxiu was the highest and reached the late stage of spiritual transformation, just like Zhang long. So a group of people led by Luo Xuqing.

At the moment, in Zhang Long's opinion, even if the two groups of people have always been contradicting each other in private, they are all working under Han Songcheng at the moment of crisis. Luo Xuqing will not be able to save himself in the face of death.

However, his idea failed.

At the gate of Sihe Courtyard on the mountain peak, five or six figures crisscross together, hands around the chest, and face with pleasure watching Zhang Long's group of people less than 100 meters away. However, after Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing were crushed by the terror, they all tensed up. After all, the strength of those two people was too frightening. If they were to meet the enemy, they would not be able to do better than Zhang long or Zhang long.

Hearing Zhang Long's heartrending cry from the mountain peak, everyone's faces were frozen. At this time, beside Luo Xuqing, a man in black cloth clothes and a serious face asked in a hesitant low voice, "brother Luo, do we want to help them?"

Luo Xuqing did not immediately open his mouth, the head in the rapid thinking, weighing the pros and cons of a time, "regardless of them." His voice was heartless, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"But..." On the black cloth man's face showed hesitation, also want to say something, Luo Xuqing immediately interrupted his words.

"I know what you want to say. Are you worried that when Zhang long and his gang are dead and injured, they should deal with us. We will follow Zhang Long's footsteps."

Black cloth man a burst of embarrassment, he said that is worried about it, some embarrassed dry smile two.

"Don't worry. The leader of the mountain asked us to guard the gate. We won't leave it alone later. After saying that, the leader of the mountain should be almost restored." Luo Xu Qing first secretly looked back at no movement, then bowed his head and whispered to the four or five people around him.

When Luo Xuqing's words fell, they just let go. After all, something happened naturally.

It's best to take this opportunity to get rid of Zhang Long's Gang, so that when they share the spoils in the future, they will get more. In the face of interests, who can not be moved? Besides, they can be safer in the face of those two murderous perverts later.In the blink of an eye, only he, Feilong and another brother in the early stage of the spiritual realm could still stand. Even if they were still standing, they were all tottering and could fall at any time. Most of the wounded were found with blood on their shoulders.

He tried his best to resist a sword light. Even Zhang long felt that he had the illusion that he was running out of oil and the lamp was dry. Taking this opportunity to breathe, Zhang Long's remaining light looked 100 meters away.

At the next moment, Zhang Long's eyes seemed to burst, and his eyes were full of blood. Seeing Luo Xuqing and his party motionless, he knew that their brothers were going to be finished today, and he had a sad smile in his heart. In this way, he could have a companion on the huangquan Road. The bad things have done too much, and the retribution has finally come. Just let him angry is did not expect that Luo Xuqing and his party should really see the dead.

"Luo Xuqing, I'm your grandmother." Then Zhang Long gave a desperate cry, raised his dagger and rushed to the side of Feilong to block the blow that could have killed him.

Feilong looks at Zhang long and smiles. He doesn't feel lucky that he has survived. Only at the last moment, his brother can fight shoulder to shoulder.

Feilong's deep look is his last nostalgia for the world. The next second, a wave with a chill, spiritual power rushed.

"Ah, ah..." Looking at this scene, Zhang Long screamed wildly. He knew that when the spiritual power was over, the only brother around him would no longer exist. He had run out of oil, and the lamp was dry, and he could not protect himself. How can I help Feilong.

When all the spiritual power in Zhao Jiuge's body leaked out into a huge wave, he himself was not idle. He stepped on it quickly, holding a green plum sword in his hand, and ran to Zhang long behind the spirit power. As for another man in the early stage of spiritual transformation, he has just been solved by Bai Qingqing's sword.

The golden wave of spiritual power, with a piercing chill, rolled a few times, and came to Zhang Long's body, close at hand.

The huge wave of spiritual power was constantly enlarging in his pupil. Zhang longan took a hint of determination. Then, he released all his spiritual power to protect himself. At the same time, the dagger in his hand crossed a spirit power, trying to fight against the huge wave of spiritual power.

However, all this was in vain. The spiritual power rowed across was like a lonely boat. In a twinkling, it was annihilated by the spirit power with cold feeling, and continued to march forward toward Zhang long.

Bang, a fierce impact, Zhang Long successfully withstood the blow, but his whole body was like a flash frame, blood spilled into the corners of his mouth and nose, and the whole person flew backward in the shape of shrimps.

However, Feilong was not so lucky. When Zhang long was struggling to resist the spiritual power, Feilong was immediately covered by the golden cold current.

Click.

Fat Dragon's fat body burst open, split into pieces and splashed around. It was frightening that there was no blood spurting out this time. The broken meat foam was like ice, and there was a burst of white cold smoke on it.

Even the layer of blood flowing on the ground is now frozen into ice dregs, and the benefits after quenching gradually appear. Zhao Jiuge's own spiritual power is attached with the attribute of cold sky sword Gang spirit pulse. If Zhao Jiuge can condense the elixir and reach the elixir realm, then this attribute will increase geometrically when Zhao Jiuge reaches the level of miraculous elixir Will be transformed into containing this attribute.

In the twinkling of an eye, there are eight people in the opposite, seven dead and one seriously injured. Zhang Long lies on the ground with one hand to support him. However, the pain of his whole body makes him struggle hard.

At this scene, the bright red blood, the white ice dregs and the broken arms on the ground made Luo Xuqing's group of people pour out a chill. It's hard to imagine what kind of result they would have when they faced these two young girls who were like Shura.

While celebrating that they were just gatekeepers, they prayed in secret that their master could quickly recover their spiritual power and come out early.

Zhao Jiuge follows Lingli and rushes forward. At this time, his right leg bends, and then he kicks hard. His left leg takes two steps lightly, and his body falls lightly on Zhang Long's side.

Zhang long, who struggles secretly, still wants to make unnecessary resistance when he sees this situation. However, before he is ready to fight against it, Zhao Jiuge's green plum sword draws an arc and cuts Zhang Long's head with the sword light.

Bang.

Zhang Long's head burst like a ripe watermelon. His blood had been frozen by the cold. When he fell on the ground, the scene was vomiting.

Zhao's head was still in a fit of panic, but his head was still in a panic. Zhao Jiuge quickly stretched out his right hand and touched Zhang Long's chest. After touching it twice, he took back his hand, holding a jade tube in his palm. Without looking at it, Zhao Jiuge put it away first. When Zhao Jiuge saw Zhang Long asking him what the array was, he touched his chest and left an eye. At this time, he took it out and found something. Zhao Jiuge secretly guessed that it must have something to do with the thing that trapped him and Bai Qingqing.As Bai Qingqing said, none of the eight people on the opposite side would stay. At this time, Bai Qingqing had already stepped to Zhao Jiuge's side with his sword. When the battle was over, Luo Xuqing in the distance looked dignified and faced with a great enemy. However, he did not dare to come and leave without permission.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Jiuge took out the jade tube that he had just taken from Zhang long. There were only eight simple pictures inside. There were no pictures. All of them were accompanied by flying swords. There were eight pairs in total. Then he glanced at the name recorded in the jade tube, the picture of eight wild swords.

Zhao Jiuge frowned and handed the jade tube to Bai Qingqing. "What is this? It's not like an array."

Bai Qingqing took over the jade tube in surprise, looked at the contents of the jade tube, looked at the contents, and looked at it with deep thought. After a long time of shock, he opened his eyes and said, "it's like a sword array!"

"Sword array?" Zhao Jiuge a face of surprise, this is the first time to see Bai Qingqing so impolite.

"It's an array of imperial swords, but it seems that it's not a complete sword array, it's just a incomplete part. Moreover, the jade tube is also enlarged, not the original picture."

Zhao Jiuge nodded thoughtfully, then remembered what, "that incomplete can still be used."

"Yes, Zhang Long uses this sword array as an array, which can exert such great power. You can imagine that this is a good thing. You can keep it first. I think Han Songcheng must know what the situation is. Maybe the complete one is in his hand. When he will kill him and ask him, he will know the specific situation." Bai Qingqing said the last cold smile, a woman is a vengeful animal, Han Songcheng teased her words are still in mind.

As for the incomplete sword array, although it was not bad, it was of little use to her.

Zhao Jiuge then put the jade tube away with love. His heart was full of fire. The incomplete and tightly displayed fur had the power of spiritual power superposition. It was hard to imagine what a complete sword array would be like!

Now only when we know the specific situation, can we know what the incomplete sword array is. Zhao Jiuge can't wait to ask Han Songcheng about this sword array. Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge raised his head and looked at the gate of the courtyard. His eyes were suddenly opposite to Luo Xuqing. Luo Xuqing subconsciously shuddered, because Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing had already walked towards them.

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