From Nine Uncles to Douluo Doupa's Journey to Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 113 Killing (Ninth Change)

Liu San's complexion changed drastically, he stood up abruptly, and took out his weapon, because he recognized that this person was the guard in charge of patrolling around.

Yang Sen clenched his fists and hissed, "Ergou, I swear to avenge you!"

At this time, all the escort guards drew out their weapons one after another, and looked around with murderous intent.

"Jie Jie!"

A gloomy laugh came erratically, and with a rustling sound, dozens of men in black crawled out from the surrounding ground, looking coldly at everyone in the Mighty Escort.

"Liu San, the palm of the mountain, hand over the things, and we will leave immediately, otherwise, no one here will stay."

A skinny old man walked out of the men in black slowly.

Liu San's face was as sinking as water, and he said in a low voice: "Who am I at that time, it turned out to be you Song Xing, the vulture."

Song Xing said with a sinister smile: "Liu, I know that you are sending red goods openly this time, but secretly you are bringing back a 500-year-old ginseng. Handing it over will keep you safe!"

"kindness?"

Liu San frowned, and said inwardly: "It seems that there must be spies in the company."

Thinking of this, he suddenly glanced at Wang Lin.

Seeing this, the black-faced man immediately understood, and quietly came behind Wang Lin.

Wang Lin frowned, and at this moment, the middle-aged scholar hurried forward to grab the dark-faced man, and shook his head at him.

"It seems that you don't plan to hand it over. Although I can't beat you, our master can."

With that said, Song Xing took a few steps back and shouted loudly, "Welcome to the Master."

After speaking, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground with an extremely respectful expression, and the men in black around him also prostrated themselves on the ground with fanatical expressions.

A cold voice suddenly came from all directions: "Hand over the ginseng, or die!"

As soon as the words fell, a fist-sized fireball, Muran appeared from the shadows, carrying intense heat, and instantly hit a bodyguard.

The guard didn't even have time to scream, and immediately turned into a pile of black charcoal together with the weapon in his hand.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, and even some of them didn't even grab their weapons, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Yang Sen lost his voice in horror: "This... what kind of hidden weapon is this?"

Liu San also had a shocked expression, subconsciously took a few steps back, stared blankly at the black charcoal on the ground, and was speechless for a long time.

The black-faced man showed fear in his eyes, and said tremblingly, "Immortal...Immortal spell?"

Speaking of this black-faced guy, when he was a child, he also took the test of the Cultivation of Immortals, and only after he was eliminated did he set foot on the rivers and lakes.

"That's right, our masters are immortals, so why don't you hurry up and offer them up!" Song Xing said loudly with a proud look on his face.

All the escorts looked at Liu San, with pleading eyes in their eyes, if they were mortals, they still had the courage to resist, but the other party was the legendary fairy!
"Old Liu, hand it over! Even if the boss knows, he won't blame us. The other party is a fairy, how can we stop it." The middle-aged scholar also sighed and persuaded.

Liu San appeared again without a sound, but it was three fireballs floating in the air out of thin air. With a bitter face, he reluctantly took out a brocade box from his bosom carefully and put it on the ground.

As soon as the brocade box fell to the ground, it suddenly floated up, and instead of being delivered to the other party, it flew backwards and fell into Wang Lin's hands.

"You really are a spy!" Liu San and the others glared angrily.

"Bold!"

Song Xing's complexion changed, he jumped up, and his right hand was like a claw, and he grabbed Wang Lin's head with all his strength.

Song Xing's move made Liu San and the others confused, but they didn't stop them, instead they stepped back a few steps to let Wang Lin's figure out.

Without raising his eyes, Wang Lin opened the brocade box, and saw a thin ginseng lying in it. The ginseng branch was extremely small, but the whiskers were extremely fine. A piece of yellow paper was pasted on it to cover it up. The aura of ginseng.

At this time Song Xing was approaching, and he was about to break Wang Lin's neck with a sinister smile. Suddenly, his body trembled, and an invisible force made him throw his body back heavily, and he fell to the ground without crawling for a long time. stand up.

The scene in front of them stunned everyone, Wang Lin sighed suddenly, and said leisurely, "You see your old friend, why don't you come out to see him?"

A salsa sounded, and a stern young man walked out of the jungle not far away. All the men in black around him were pushed away by an invisible force, and the three fireballs floating in mid-air also flew into the air at this moment. When it reached the young man's side, it spun around.

Those men in black said respectfully: "See the head of the family."

However, the grim young man ignored him. He stared at Wang Lin and said in a deep voice, "It's impossible that the person I know hasn't changed a bit in ten years. Who are you?"

Wang Lin didn't speak, and took out a piece of yellow paper from the storage bag.

The grim young man's complexion changed slightly, but he frowned and said, "What is this? Friend, give me that ginseng."

Wang Lin was taken aback for a moment, and took a deep look at the other party, feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he immediately noticed something strange, threw the ginseng out, and said, "Forget it, Mr. Wang admitted the wrong person."

The young man took the ginseng with a complicated expression, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, farewell!"

He was about to leave, when suddenly a dark cloud appeared in the sky, and a strange wind blew up, causing everyone in the Mighty Escort to retreat again and again.

"Zhang Hu, since you met an acquaintance, why don't you dare to recognize each other?"

A middle-aged man dressed in white floated out of the dark clouds, and descended from the sky riding a strange wind.

As soon as he appeared, the bodies of the bodyguards around him exploded one after another, turning into blood mist.

These blood mist wriggled strangely and condensed together to form a gleaming golden blood bead, which was swallowed by the middle-aged man.

Zhang Hu's face twitched, and he said respectfully, "Master, this disciple doesn't know this person."

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, but with a sweep of his consciousness, he found that the other party had already reached the No.15 level of Dzogchen in the Qi Condensation Period.

"Fellow Taoist, do you know my apprentice?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said.

Wang Lin said indifferently: "It's okay if you know it, so what if you don't know it."

The middle-aged man was taken aback, looked at Wang Lin carefully, and suddenly said with a grin: "It's no different, it's just the eighth floor of the Qi Condensation Stage. After drinking your blood, I should be able to increase my cultivation a lot."

Zhang Hu's complexion changed, he stopped in front of the middle-aged man, and said quickly: "Master, this man is my childhood friend, please let him go."

"Go away, you have nothing to do here, go down and collect the blood essence of those mortals for me." The middle-aged man said grimly.

Seeing that Zhang Hu was still about to speak, the middle-aged man sneered, and uttered a complicated and difficult word. Zhang Hu's face turned pale immediately, his whole body twitched, bleeding from his seven orifices, and a big bean yelled, dripping from his forehead.

Wang Lin raised his brows, and the Gravity Technique moved at will, turning into a big hand and grabbing at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's expression moved slightly, he snorted coldly, and opened his mouth to protrude a green light. This green light flashed, turned into a small sword, and slashed at the big hand fiercely.

Wang Lin's gravitational technique was already perfect, and he split into two, one of them turned around and grabbed Zhang Hu, and the other grabbed onto the flying sword.

The middle-aged man looked at the flickering light of the little sword, his face changed slightly, he quickly took out a black scabbard, threw it out without saying a word, and shot a few red lights with his hands.

As soon as the scabbard was taken out, the little green sword disappeared instantly, and when it reappeared, it had already merged with the scabbard.

"Wang Lin, this flying sword is weird." Situ Nan said suddenly.

Wang Lin's expression was normal, but his heart was also greatly shaken. He slapped the storage bag, and several black wooden sticks flew out. These black wooden sticks were connected together to form a whip snake, and flew towards the opponent at high speed.

The flying sword seemed to have received great resistance. Amidst a burst of buzzing, it sank tightly to one-fifth of the position, and couldn't continue to enter.

Suddenly, the color of the flying sword changed from green to blue, and it flew out of the scabbard suddenly, and the sword slashed on the galloping whip snake.

Wang Lin controlled the Whip Snake to turn around abruptly, skipped Feijian's attack, and went straight to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man didn't care, he pointed at the flying sword with one hand, and muttered something, the flying sword trembled, disappeared strangely again, appeared in front of the middle-aged man like a teleportation, and cut it down with a sword.

At the same time, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and spat out a golden blood bead. As soon as the bead appeared, it immediately turned into golden threads and penetrated into the flying sword.

Wang Lin frowned secretly, and was about to retract the whip snake, when suddenly a phantom of a red flying sword emerged from the flying sword, slashing down instantly at a speed exceeding the body's.

"click"

The whip snake split in two, turned into pieces of black wood, and fell from the sky.

The middle-aged man showed murderous intent, flipped his right hand, and shot out a red light, then put his two fingers together, pointed at Wang Lin, and immediately swung his flying sword, pointing at Wang Lin with the tip of the sword, exuding a gloomy cold air, and rushed forward.

Wang Lin hurriedly grabbed Zhang Hu and threw it backwards, at the same time, he backed up quickly.

At this time, Feijian Muran's red light flickered, and the phantom reappeared, and it spit out from the tip of the sword with a slight shake.

Wang Lin only felt a flash of lightning, and the phantom of the flying sword was approaching.

Wang Lin's complexion changed, he hurriedly took out a jade slip from the storage bag, and threw it out, forming a translucent blue light curtain in front of him immediately.

The next moment, the phantom of the flying sword had been cut down, and a burst of blue and red flashed alternately. The blue light curtain trembled, and a spider web crack appeared, obviously unable to bear it.

Wang Lin opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of spiritual energy, and the color of the light curtain suddenly changed from blue to blue, and the translucency became cloudy.

The cracks in the spider web recovered quickly, barely blocking the flying sword's attack, but the jade slip made a clicking sound, and a tiny crack appeared.

"what?"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep look at Wang Lin, and said coldly: "It seems that you are not the eighth layer of the Qi Condensation Stage, but even if you are in the Foundation Establishment Stage, you can't escape from my sword."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man pointed with one hand, with a dignified expression on his face, the flying sword entered the scabbard again while trembling, this time it sank to two-fifths of the position, the color changed from blue to black, and then With a low shout from the other party, the flying sword was immediately unsheathed.

This time, under Feijian's attack, the light curtain was completely shattered, and the jade slip was also turned into flying ash at this moment.

Just when the flying sword was about to attack, Wang Lin gritted his teeth, took out a simple jade talisman, and was about to use it. Suddenly, a golden streamer flew over and hit the flying sword.

"puff!"

The middle-aged man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, recalled Feijian, stared around, and shouted: "Where did the bastards sneak up on me?"

"Are you courting death? How dare you say that to me."

A gloomy voice came, and amidst the flickering light, a figure appeared out of nowhere on the field. It was Jiang Yu who had been watching the battle.

"Jie Jie, you all stay here!"

The middle-aged man gave a strange laugh, and opened his mouth to spit out two golden blood beads, which instantly turned into silk and penetrated into the flying sword.

At this moment, on the black flying sword, there was a little golden dot, and with a strong whistling sound, it rushed towards the two of them as if piercing through the air, and circles of black vortexes loomed around the flying sword.

"Yu Jian - Slash!"

With a golden flying sword above Jiang Yu's head, he displayed the sword control technique.

The invisible sword qi gradually condensed and turned into a sword glow several feet long, defeating the flying black flying sword in one fell swoop, and slashed at the middle-aged man with undiminished power.

"What? Foundation establishment? You are actually a monk in the foundation establishment period!"

The middle-aged man's eyes showed fear, and he grabbed the scabbard and stepped back immediately.

While retreating quickly, he threw several jade slips one after another, trying to block the opponent's attack.

However, these jade slips did not act as a hindrance at all, and they burst under the attack of Jianmang.

"Fellow Daoist, I am the disciple of old man Jimo, you can't kill me!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword glow had already bombarded him.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's body was shattered, but Jiang Yu took the storage bag into his hands.

Jiang Yu took away the scabbard, grabbed the small sword that had already turned green, and threw it to Wang Lin.

(End of this chapter)