Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 116 Please God

Far away in the reed marsh, on a small mound a mile away.

Tang Jingxun was lying in the dense reeds, holding a golden bell talisman in her hand; Tuanzi was also hiding in the haystack, with only a white hairball-like head exposed, watching intently.

Tang Jingxun saw a wall of fire rising in the distance, Zuo Lingquan and others were imprisoned in, and they didn't rush out for a long time, so she was very anxious; she wanted to get up and go there, but she didn't know how to help, so she gritted her teeth and could only whisper:

"Sky Lingling, Earth Lingling, the dead woman is about to appear..."

"Jiji?"

Tang Jingxun muttered for a long time, but couldn't feel the dead woman, and said angrily:

"Damn girl, I know you're here, come out quickly! You don't get on when you should get on your body, and you get on when you're not supposed to get on. If something happens to Xiao Zuo, I'll chase you to the ends of the earth and kill you..."

Still don't feel anything!

"Good sister, come out and do me a favor, I won't ask you for a phoenix..."

"You damn bitch, are you going to get out?"

…

Meaningless shouting, except for Tuanzi's occasional "cheep", it has no effect.

His eyes returned to the sword formation.

Seeing that the situation had reached a stalemate, the three of them had no time to catch their breath.

With each passing moment, the chance of the red-haired patriarch arriving is one point higher.

Zuo Lingquan gritted his teeth and looked at the arm guard on his hand - although he didn't want to learn Tie Dongfu's moves, he was almost out of life, so he couldn't care less.

Seeing that Zhang Yinfeng turned into an iron-clad bastard again, Zuo Lingquan gritted his teeth and rushed forward. According to the luck of the martial arts in the arm guard, he mobilized the True Qi throughout his body and gathered it with his left arm and legs.

He raised his left arm to protect himself in front of him. The phoenix arm guard unfolded and turned into a phoenix shield. True Qi surged into his body. The relief of the flying phoenix spreading its wings on the shield turned into a phantom of the phoenix and let out a sharp cry:

"Qiang——"

As Zuo Lingquan ran forward, his momentum surged, and his whole body turned into an unstoppable black cannonball. He rushed across a few feet in an instant, and with the phoenix shield in his hand, he hit the phantom of the golden bell.

bang——

The ground beside the river shook!

The earth-shattering noise was like a battering ram hitting the city wall.

The energy spread from the Phoenix Shield and turned into a black wave pouring out.

The golden bell shattered when touched, and the red protective energy spread out, but it was unable to damage the Phoenix Shield at all.

Under the overwhelming momentum, the Phoenix Shield collided with the armor condensed outside Zhang Yinfeng's body.

There were some cracks in the armor but it was not shattered, but this did not mean that it would not be affected.

Zuo Lingquan's sword focused on one point and had unparalleled penetrating power. It could break through armor but could not shake Zhang Yinfeng.

This was not the case with the shield attack. Zhang Yinfeng was hit by the Phoenix Shield. He felt like he was hit in the chest by a giant elephant. The armor on his body was not shattered, but he could no longer stand on his feet.

Zhang Yinfeng's eyes were stunned. At the moment of the collision, he was knocked backwards and flew backwards. The sword array was suspended in the air, and he lost control and fell to the ground.

After Zuo Lingquan collided with Zhang Yinfeng, his body stagnated, but his energy did not dissipate. A fan-shaped aftermath appeared in front of him, spreading outward, the scorched ground cracked and shattered, and rushed out of the wall of fire of the sword formation until it reached the riverside, setting off a wave of The ripples on the river surface instantly spread halfway across the river surface.

Across the river, Situ, who was watching, was shocked. Seeing this earth-shattering scene, he clapped his hands hard:

"That's right, I thought this kid was really just reckless. Breaking the formation was as simple as breaking the formation, but it was all over if he couldn't stand still. It made me nervous for a long time."

The empress in the bronze mirror only observed and did not respond.

When Zhao Wuxie and Cheng Jiujiang saw the unshakable Zhang Yinfeng being knocked away, they were stunned and said in unison:

"Charge the city?!"

Zuo Lingquan was also in disbelief and glanced at the arm guard on his hand.

Zhang Yinfeng flew back nearly three feet before he stopped. He quickly raised his hand to stabilize the out-of-control sword array, and said in shock:

"Are you from Tiedong Mansion?"

Zuo Lingquan was too lazy to respond.

Zhao Wuxie realized that the attack was effective, remembered something, tilted his head and said angrily:

"Why didn't you use this move earlier? You stabbed him with your sword for a long time. I thought you knew how to use that sword."

"How do I know this works?"

"What do you know about yourself that you don't know?"

When Cheng Jiujiang saw that he had a way to break through the defense, his eyes glowed with life and he said urgently:

"The Iron Head Mansion has a mace and a shield, which are specially used to deal with such bastard shells. The 'Zhenjia' can damage the meridians and the heart through the armor, can you do it?"

Zuo Lingquan has never learned martial arts before, and just learned it on the spot. When he checked, he didn't find the 'Zhenjia' in the arm guard, only an extra 'Zhan Gang'. Judging from the name, it means breaking the protective Gang Qi. of.

"No, we will rush into the city."

"Okay, come together!"

Zuo Lingquan was so angry that he had nothing to eat and was beaten very hard. Now he had an idea and galloped up again with his sword in hand, rushing towards Zhang Yinfeng who was facing a formidable enemy.

Zhang Yinfeng used the sword formation just to trap the three of them. He realized that the three of them turned around and fought back. They dared not stand and let Zuo Lingquan collide. He quickly put away the sword formation, controlled the nine swords, and pulled back to keep a distance.

The three of them sprinted forward, Zuo Lingquan held up his shield to block the flying sword; Cheng Jiujiang and Zhao Wuxie split up to outflank them, creating a chance for Zuo Lingquan to get close.

Tread Tread——

The footsteps on the reed beach were as dense as a rainstorm.

Cheng Jiujiang was as fast as thunder, lightning surrounded his fists, and he flashed to Zhang Yinfeng's left side in an instant.

Zhao Wuxie flew forward, deflected the flying sword, and stabbed Zhang Yinfeng's right side.

Zhang Yinfeng did not dare to be hit by the rampaging Zuo Lingquan. He was faced with the attack of three people while walking around. Naturally, he could not concentrate on wielding the sword. He gritted his teeth and took back a sword in his hand. He raised his hand and made a wave of wind and waves.

Flames spurted out from the red sword blade, kicking up the charred soil and transforming into Zuo Lingquan who was pressed down by the waves, followed closely by a sword net.

Zuo Lingquan did not dodge at all. He raised the Phoenix Shield on his left arm and slammed through the sword net. The dense sword energy fell on the Phoenix Shield without leaving even a scratch.

Zhang Yinfeng, as a seventh-level monk of Linggu, struck with all his strength and was actually pierced by his opponent with a sword net. He could not conceal his shock:

"What is this……"

Bang——

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Lingquan rushed forward and the Phoenix Shield hit Zhang Yinfeng again.

Zhang Yinfeng was locked on both sides. He was knocked unsteady again and his feet were off the ground when he couldn't avoid it.

And at the next moment when Zhang Yinfeng's body was in the air, Zuo Lingquan stabbed out with the long sword in his right hand, hitting the armor that was already covered with cracks.

Sa——

The sword energy like ink flow is almost indestructible.

Before Zhang Yinfeng could stabilize his figure, the phantom of the armor on his chest exploded. The flesh and skin that had not yet fully recovered were shattered by the sword energy, and even cracks appeared on his ribs.

"Suffer death!"

Zhao Wuxie has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child. His swordsmanship may not be as good as that of the outstanding Zuo Lingquan, but he is definitely not mediocre. No one needs to remind him, at the moment when the protective armor is shattered, he puts all his life's learning into it and defeats him. A ray of white light poured into the scar on Zhang Yinfeng's chest.

Bang——

Even if Zhang Yinfeng was at the seventh level of the Spiritual Valley, his body could no longer bear such a combined attack. His chest and ribs were shattered, his lungs were churned, and his back robe was riddled with holes, spraying out blood mist; the armor that protected his body lost the support of True Qi. , also began to fall apart.

Cheng Jiujiang was already ready to attack, and he immediately threw out two punches and shouted angrily:

"You are the one who fucking starts it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two punches hit Zhang Yinfeng's left temple.

The surging thunder light rushed into his head, instantly making Zhang Yinfeng lose his mind and turned into a broken sack, flying sideways.

Zuo Lingquan succeeded with his sword and quickly pursued:

"You think I don't want to start?"

Zhao Wuxie reconsidered: "It's good if you can hit the chest. What do you know, a reckless man like you who uses fists?"

the other side.

After all, Zhang Yinfeng was at the seventh level of the Spiritual Valley, and his body was much stronger than ordinary people. Even after suffering such a heavy blow, he still regained his consciousness before landing. He raised his hand to control the eight swords and shot them at the three people who were chasing him. He turned around and ran towards Azure Cloud City. .

"Don't leave!"

Zhao Wuxie was burdened with a blood feud. How could he let Zhang Yinfeng escape? After sweeping away his sword, he pursued with all his strength from behind.

However, no matter how fast Zhao Wuxie is, he can't be faster than a swordsman like Zuo Lingquan who specializes in bursts.

But in the blink of an eye, Zuo Lingquan rushed behind Zhang Yinfeng.

Zhang Yinfeng was seriously injured and could not outrun Zuo Lingquan. He could only grit his teeth and throw his beloved sword back, and at the same time, he threw out all the talismans he was carrying.

Zuo Lingquan only saw a handful of pieces of paper flying in front of him, with five-color streams of light shining. He quickly unfolded the Phoenix Shield in front of him, and quickly walked around from the side. He only heard a crackling sound, and then Zuo Lingquan caught up behind Zhang Yinfeng and struck out with a sword. Submit:

"Die!"

But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky:

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

The next moment, overwhelming murderous intent came from the sky, followed by a fire python.

The fire python fell from the sky, with a red sword at the front, aiming directly at Zuo Lingquan who was charging forward.

The Netherworld monk made an angry strike, which was enough to affect the Celestial Phenomenon. With this strike, all the reeds in a radius of a hundred feet burned, and even the earth was roasted to dryness. The vegetation turned into ashes before the fire python fell to the ground.

Zuo Lingquan's hair stood on end as he felt a volcano pressing down on his head. He gave up the pursuit without hesitation. He took out the golden bell talisman from his sleeves and unfolded the phoenix shield into a semicircle, covering his head.

bang——

The reed beach exploded and waves of fire spread.

The red long sword hit the ground like a mountain weighing ten thousand, and instantly smashed Zuo Lingquan who was standing there into the ground, leaving a circular pit nearly three feet in diameter.

Zhao Wuxie and Cheng Jiujiang stopped suddenly. Their faces turned pale when they saw this scene, and they were hit by the wave of venting and took a few steps back.

The two of them looked up and saw an old man with red hair high in the sky, standing on top of the flying sword. His beard and hair were spread out, and his face turned purple with anger.

The raging flames surrounded the old man, no longer True Qi, but real fire. From the ground, it looked like another round of scorching sun appeared in the sky.

"The red-haired old immortal..."

Zhao Wuxie and Cheng Jiu stood frozen on the spot, knowing that they were doomed...

(end of this chapter)