Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

"Who is it?!" Wang Junsheng's sharp eyes swept over all the monks, causing several monks who were not at home to kneel down directly.

Patriarch Yulan obviously has the same cultivation level as Wang Junsheng, but for some reason, he feels that he is inferior in front of this person, and has no intention of challenging him at all.

But soon, this inexplicable thought was abandoned by Patriarch Yulan, and he stretched out a hand to stop the monks who wanted to attack behind him, and asked, "Who are you? What do you have to do with this fairy beast? Why do you want to unite?" Foreign enemies against our kind?"

In the hearts of many monks, the fairy beasts are different, and only human beings are with them.

At this time, Wang Junsheng came out to save Yaoqi, which immediately made all the monks feel aggrieved and even found it inconceivable.

"He is my lover." Wang Junsheng laughed back in anger, but the moment he talked about his lover, he was gentle.

As soon as these words came out, a monstrous wave was set off!

Patriarch Yulan felt cold, "This son has been bewitched by a fairy beast!"

The monks agreed again and again, and for a while, the friendship of the same kind had been forgotten by them, and what came with it was the rejection of the person in front of them.Associating with immortals and beasts, who knows what is good and what is bad?

Patriarch Yulan was about to speak again to stop Wang Junsheng's behavior of hitting a stone with an egg, in order to show his grand demeanor of Huatian sect.Seeing that the person in front of him had no intention of talking to him at all, but directly released vigorous true energy.

The scarlet-black true qi came from his whole body, besides the majestic fire-earth true qi, there was also a trace of demonic qi lingering at the tip of his nose.

"Demon Qi! It's Devil Qi!" Someone exclaimed.

As soon as this remark was said, another wave came. "It's the devil of the Blood Prison!" Someone had already labeled Wang Junsheng.

"Heh." Wang Junsheng sneered, changed his posture, held Yaoqi in his arms with one hand, and sacrificed his Qiankun Sword with the other hand.

The militants of the Qiankun Sword were aroused, trembling with excitement, but the sword energy lingering around the sword was extremely pure, it was the cleanest immortal energy, not even a trace of magic energy.

Before everyone was ready, Wang Junsheng's figure had disappeared in front of their eyes, and the blade of the sword had already come in front of them. The shape of the sword body, all the monks have been killed by the sword, and they fell to the ground.

The blood slipped from the blade, and soon dripped drop by drop onto the ground, forming a dark brown blood stain.

And Wang Junsheng's black body, surrounded by scarlet, added a strange air to him.

Reverend Mo Qing, Reverend Xingxuan, and Reverend Xingluo all shook their bodies, and shouted two words in their hearts - to run!

But Wang Junsheng rushed towards them with an unstoppable force.

And the first person he faced was the real Xingxuan who suddenly came out from the side.

Wang Junsheng's figure paused for a moment, all kinds of past life flashed through his head, but he quickly dismissed it from his mind.

Master Xingxuan originally intended to block Wang Junsheng's figure heading towards Patriarch Yulan, resist Wang Junsheng's overwhelming attack, so he confronted him head-on.

But before he blocked it, he never thought that the murderous aura of the person in front of him was so strong that he was almost suppressed so that he could not breathe.

He calmed down, just as the sword in his hand was about to hit the man, he saw that the man had already flew away from him, and the sword in his hand was stained with a trace of hot blood.

The blood was thrown away violently by him, and flung out of the blade, onto the cheeks and the tip of the nose of Master Xingxuan.

He lowered his eyes subconsciously to see the warm blood on the tip of his nose, and then suddenly fell down.

For a moment, he only felt that everything in front of him began to become illusory, and the figures began to intertwine layer upon layer. Everyone looked at him in horror, opening and closing their mouths. Unfortunately, he couldn't hear anything. It was buzzing, very disturbing.

The black-clothed man had already passed his body, and was attacking Patriarch Yulan towards the line before him.

In a trance, he turned over, his breath was filled with the sweet smell of blood, his breathing was disordered, and in front of him was the sassy smile of the girl in red.

The young girl is heroic and has the same heroic spirit as a man. Although she was born with a pure yin body, she is fighting against her own future, never giving up a single chance.

But soon, the smile of the red-clothed girl gradually became weak, as if someone had taken away her blood, only when she looked into the eyes of that person would she glow brightly.

The pure and innocent girl no longer exists.

Master Xingxuan wanted to reach out and touch that woman's cheek, telling her to stop crying and laugh more, but he couldn't even lift his own arm.

In the end, he swallowed his last breath with infinite unwillingness.

**

In a treasure of heaven, the woman in red suddenly woke up from the deep pool, her flaming red lips were slightly pursed, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

She staggered up from the pool, put on her red dress, and ran outside.On the way, the delicate skin on his body was scratched by the gloomy tree branches, fine blood beads oozed from the open wound, especially red and bright on the snow-white skin.

Just like her bright red lips.

The familiar breath began to dissipate, and the familiar life began to be lost.

If I can't grasp it anymore, it's her last straw.

She was helpless, she screamed, and her footsteps became faster and faster, but by the time she climbed to the top of the cloud crane, she could not find the trace of that person.

The figure of Patriarch Yulan still occupies all her sight, but the fear and obsession in the past are now replaced by a kind of confusion, and her mind is also in a mess, and she can't tell at all. unknown.

The corners of her eyes kept gliding across the Yunhe Peak, without missing a single spot, and finally saw the figure lying in a pool of blood with other ordinary sect disciples amidst the trampling of the crowd.

She walked over calmly and slowly squatted down.

"Cultivator Xicheng?!" Someone exclaimed, obviously never thought that Patriarch Yulan's cauldron would suddenly come out.Is this fatal?

Patriarch Yulan obviously also saw the movement on her side, but right now he has to fight against the attack of the man in front of him with all his strength. Although there are seven real people on their side to help him share the firepower, the man in front of him seems to be far behind. It's not as good as the late stage of the fusion, and it turned out to be evenly matched with them.

They didn't dare to underestimate the person in front of them, because once they let down their vigilance, they might be stabbed through the throat by his sword.

Therefore, when he saw the woman in red who was still looking charming and eye-catching in the sea of ​​blood, he was only a little dazed, but he quickly withdrew his gaze and focused on the current situation.

Cultivator Xicheng looked infatuatedly at Patriarch Yulan who was making fierce moves in mid-air.His heart was still beating because of his every move, and his eyes were still drawn by his figure, but for some reason, it seemed that something was missing.

She lowered her head, glanced at the man in her arms, and suddenly felt powerless all over her body, and she didn't even know where the motivation to survive had drifted away.

She should hate Xingxuan, if Xingxuan hadn't told Patriarch Yulan the secret of her body, how could she have encountered such a thing.She begged him for help, but he turned a blind eye, she yelled at him, but he didn't hear.She really hates him...

Then, she became obsessed with Patriarch Yulan, fell in love with Patriarch Yulan, no matter what he wanted to do, she was willing to do it.

Only Patriarch Yulan needs her... yes, yes, that's it, only Patriarch Yulan loves her, hahaha.

But at this moment, she didn't know who to put the hatred in her heart on.

She looked at the people fighting in front of her with a blank expression, only feeling that she was separated from them.

Suddenly, a blood-red halo exploded above the sky, and in it was a vigorous and proud... Qilin!

"Kirin! How could there be a unicorn here!" Someone yelled, and the monks around him had completely forgotten about the offensive, and looked up at the bloody unicorn that appeared in the scene.

The roar of the unicorn came down from the sky, like loud and clear bells, hitting their hearts hard again and again.

Someone felt uncomfortable because of this pressure, and the whole person curled up, limp on the ground and began to tremble.

"Kirin..." Cultivator Xicheng's eyes were full of spirits again, and then he cast his hungry eyes on the man in black who did not belong to Cultivator Jiuhuatian.is it him?Is he the one who can manipulate the unicorn?

Whoever wins the unicorn wins the world!

As long as I get this unicorn, I will definitely know what to do!

Just as she was about to stand up, she saw the man in black suddenly soar into the air, and then landed next to Qilin, touched Qilin's chin, and tickled it very naturally.

"This is his unicorn?" Someone exclaimed.

But soon someone followed: "Take it here! Qilin is supposed to fight for the peace of the cultivation world, how can it help the evildoers?"

Everyone put their eyes on Patriarch Yulan, but they saw that Patriarch Yulan's expression was not good, and his vicious eagle eyes kept biting Wang Junsheng to death.

"Snatch it here?" Wang Junsheng's voice came from high above, hearing these remarks was like hearing some joke. "Whoever wins the unicorn wins the world, do you think anyone can become the one who wins the world?"

Patriarch Yulan immediately flew up, trying to prevent him from saying the following words.

But it was obviously too late. "Only those who have pure yang energy can be favored by Qilin."

The summit of Yunhe fell silent, and Patriarch Yulan's attack was neutralized by Wang Junsheng's blow, and he knocked it down on the stone-paved ground.

Above the ground was a deep pit, and Patriarch Yulan sat in it, his eyes frighteningly cold.

"If that wasn't the case, why did he always look for me in the early years?" His gaze pierced through many figures and landed on the woman in red in the crowd.

"You say so, Brother Xicheng?"

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