Counterattack Xiaoxian

Sa! Ji Lingchu was not too polite. He stepped forward and greeted him with the "Tart Divine Whip". The ocher-clothed boy showed anger and kicked him out. It was like a red spear, and the fierce blood energy hit his face.

This is the manifestation of entering the Blood Qi realm for the first time in body refining. Qi and blood are surging out, but the blood Qi is not yet born, and the strength is a bit stronger than Ji Lingchu.

The two legs crossed, but Ji Lingchu had the upper hand. Then the residual wind swept away the fallen leaves, and his legs were heavily shadowed. The boy in ocher clothes failed to hold on, and was hit by more than a dozen kicks all over his body.

With the last kick, the boy in ocher clothes half-knelt down and slid more than a hundred meters away from the ground. His nose and eyes were bleeding, and the rags of his clothes fell apart and flew like a flock of butterflies, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The young man is also a proud man in his sect, but he didn't expect that when he met someone casually, he would be defeated.

When everyone saw this, there was a loud noise. The boy in ocher clothes stood up, and suddenly a spiritual ape turned over, with a two-stringed bow in his hand, and the figure began to move quickly.

Ji Lingchu thought he was going to shoot an arrow and was on alert. Unexpectedly, the man made no move to pull the arrow. He only heard a slight "dong dong dong" sound, and nine projectiles were already in front of him.

There is no hiding.

He was on an iron bridge, and the projectile passed by him. He knew that he had lost the opportunity, and suddenly his heart moved, and he shouted: "Here comes the knife!"

However, he was deeply disappointed, and another string of projectiles attacked, taking out various vital parts of his body.

As a last resort, Ji Lingchu stepped forward and hit the wave with a "wave hammer". In the aura of aura, many projectiles exploded in the air, but one was still hit in his shoulder. It hurt so much that his bones seemed to be cracked.

But he couldn't retreat. If he retreated, he would become a target. He gritted his teeth and accelerated his legs.

Seeing the distance between the two sides shortening, the boy in ocher clothes knew that he could not retreat. He felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and he opened his bow and fired quickly. This time, he only shot one projectile, but it turned into a stream of fire.

When Ji Ling first felt the power contained in the projectile, he hesitated for a moment, but then he immediately caught an idea coming. He slightly bent his fingers, and a short knife appeared in his palm like magic.

The cold light burst out, and the fire pill was cut in half. The water-like blade stopped on the ocher-clothed boy's forehead, and the cold light actually shaved off one of his eyebrows.

When the fallen eyebrows crossed his cheeks, the young man in ocher clothes turned pale, and without saying a word, he led his people away.

He walked far away, then turned around and shouted a few times, seemingly unwilling to give up.

Ji Lingchu asked Wuhuadao, "What did he say?"

"I just want you not to be complacent. You will become his grindstone on the road of cultivation, and he will come to you."

"You're kidding! It's a big world, where can he find me?"

Wuhua smiled and said: "But I have told you before that we are going to Haojing."

Ji Lingchu was speechless. Wuhua changed the subject and said, "You won beautifully this time, especially the knife hidden in your sleeve. It was a stroke of genius."

"That's just a stroke of nerves, okay! I was almost killed. Is that girl asleep?" He complained wildly in his heart. He still couldn't accept that the mysterious girl was Yao Zu, especially Yao Zu who couldn't accept such an unreliable one. He said clearly It’s good that you can “borrow” equipment when needed. If you stumble the first time, how can you cooperate in the future?

After this twist and turn, they simply stopped and set up camp. Each of them divided their duties. Na Zhenxiang and Huazang took care of the horses, Wuhua started grilling meat, and Ji Lingchu went to find water.

When he came back, he heard Wuhua say: "In one day, we will leave the boundary of Younan and enter the territory of Youzhou in Fu State. We must first go to Qingyuan Pass in Youzhou."

Ji Lingchu was a little confused and said: "Aren't we walking along the Qiushui Ancient Road? Why do we have to enter Qingyuan Pass?"

Wuhua said: "Because your identity is extraordinary, you are a witness to the beast tide. You have to build up momentum and let everyone know that you want to face the sage and complain. Otherwise, I guarantee that you will not be able to move even in Haojing City. No matter what you want to do, you can do it." No."

"I understand, but there is a problem. How can I make the people in Qingyuan Pass believe in my identity?"

"Have you forgotten that you have the King of Life?"

"Oh!" Ji Lingchu understood and said, "Okay, then it's up to you. What if Qingyuan Pass also falls?"

"No, Qingyuan Pass has gone through thousands of years of battles and is the most powerful pass in the world. It cannot be compared to Xiangnan City." Wuhua affirmed.

Then he looked at Hanazang and Namoka, and said with a smile: "They two need to change their costumes."

Ji Lingchu's first thought was right. Just like the situation just now, entering Fu City as a shaman would definitely be in great trouble, so it was necessary to change his clothes.

But they were unprepared in advance, and it was a wilderness, so they were going to pick off the dead?

Seeing the troubled look on his face, Wuhua said calmly: "There are some clothes in the hidden compartment in the car. Go and change them!"

Ji Lingchu suddenly smiled, thinking that this was so thoughtful, and he could have more friends like this.

When he got into the car, he saw that it was indeed the case, but there happened to be a set of women's clothes inside. His expression became strange, and he thought to himself: "Doesn't this guy have any bad habits?"

The two came out after changing their clothes, their appearance changed drastically.

Because Hanazang has the blood of the ancient bear clan, he is a mixed-race beautiful boy. No one can say that he is from the Youwu clan. Na Zhenxiang felt amazing, her femininity became more and more obvious, and Ji Lingchu's eyes widened when she looked at her appearance.

Na Zhenxiang was secretly happy and looked shy. She quickly hid in the car and did not dare to show her face.

She didn't know that Ji Lingchu was just surprised. The more she looked at Na Zhenxiang, the more she looked like Granny Zhiluo, especially her eyebrows, eyes and lips, which were almost carved out of the same mold.

He thought of the old and strong cuckoo again, and his raging spirit of gossip could not be suppressed...

How could Grandma Zhiluo, as a palace maid who escaped from the Fu Kingdom Palace, later become a deacon of the Yao Palace?

She once said that she was rescued by someone after she was in trouble. Could it be that that person was the old cuckoo?

Saving and rescuing, and even rescuing a doll...?

Ji Lingchu really didn't dare to think deeply, and when he took another look at Wuhua, who was a little suspicious, he couldn't help shouting in his heart: "God! Why do you want me to know so many secrets?"

Wuhua was puzzled by him and said, "Don't the clothes fit you?"

"No, I just want them to follow you when you teach the runes in the future." Ji Lingchu decided not to expose him.

"Okay, tonight I will teach you some customs of Fu land, so as not to make a joke."

They set off early the next day and departed from the Qiushui Ancient Road towards Qingyuan Pass at noon.

What we saw on the road was also a tragic scene. All the farmhouses in the towns were destroyed, but there were not many killing animals. Occasionally, we saw a few groups hurriedly gathering forward. The carriages stopped and stopped, trying to avoid them as much as possible.

When they came to a highland, they saw a majestic city gate built on a series of mountains.

The city wall is made of huge stone strips, more than ten feet high. The top of the wall is inlaid with iron branches and blades as thick as tree trunks at regular intervals. Flags are fluttering on the top of the city, and giant cannons are thrown into stone towers like forests...