Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

The mountain road tends to be stable, but the green mountains and green waters remain the same.

Wang Junsheng and Yao Qi and his party flew away by the wind, and the sword under his feet kept screaming and buzzing.

The Heroic Spirit Sword was given to him by his father. Although in later generations, that sword lost its brilliance due to years of devastation, he finally made him choose to give up and re-choose the red training sword that Master Xingxuan gave him. .

Chi Lianjian is indeed very handy, it fits perfectly with his body, and when used, it can force out all the true energy of the fire element in his body, with twice the result with half the effort.

However, Wang Junsheng didn't care about the person who gave the sword anymore.

And now, he still picked up the Heroic Spirit Sword that he abandoned for almost half his life.

The Heroic Sword, shining with blue light, seemed to feel the ease and joy gushing out of Wang Junsheng's body and his love for it, and it also began to buzz, in this way to let his master know that its innermost feelings happy.

Wang Junsheng is a sword cultivator. In his past life or this life, he never thought of changing his path of practice.

He will gallop away on this road of sword cultivation.

This is what Fuxi Mountain bestowed on him, and he will never forget it.

Yao Qi is walking on foot, not flying with a sword, but using his nimble feet to shuttle between the woods. He obviously doesn't need any magical tools or the help of any foreign objects, but it's not as fast as the Heroic Sword. .

It's as if this forest is a part of his body, so he can handle it with ease and agility.

At this time, Wang Junsheng felt the qualitative difference between the Nascent Soul monk and the out-of-body monk.

If it is said that the Nascent Soul can feel the voices of all living beings, feel the sighs of nature, and use them for his own use, then the out-of-body monks can condense the energy of nature in their dantians, not Relying on the external force of natural qi, but from the inside out, the true qi will flow endlessly, and the body will even be light and unimpeded.

Wang Junsheng thought about it silently in his heart, and felt that the monks in the out-of-body stage were probably similar to the spirit guides in the "Tianhuo Xuantiande" he was currently practicing.

However, his "Tianhuo Xuantiande" is quite powerful, allowing a Jindan monk like him to comprehend the feeling of a monk at the stage of leaving his body, which is breaking through the laws of the world.

He was thinking carefully, but Yao Qi, who was quietly leading the way in front of him, suddenly stopped, and the men in white clothes beside him also stopped beside him one by one.

Wang Junsheng was taken aback for a moment, seeing that he had reached the edge of Fuxi Mountain, he immediately became vigilant to avoid those men in black who had plans to still linger here.

Although it is said that the current situation is chaotic, those men in black must pay attention to the movement in the demon world, but it does not mean that some people have selfish desires and do not care about the Dao.

Sure enough, under Wang Junsheng's vigilant monitoring, he found that there was a trace of strange aura around Fuxi Mountain. Although the real aura was weak, it was not something Wang Junsheng could defeat at this time.

So, he silently left the task of cleaning up the strange monk to Yao Qi without shame.

Sure enough, Yao Qi had already noticed the cultivator outside the barrier rebuilt in Fuxi Mountain, and immediately stood still in place, and told the disciples around, "We should be in a mess after that, but it's just some miscellaneous fish Ants, you don't have to worry too much."

After he finished speaking, he paused again, glanced at Wang Junsheng's idle figure, and then immediately turned around and said, "Protect yourself."

Xi Feijie and his disciples were all grateful: How can my master think of them so much?

As everyone knows, this sentence was just said to Wang Junsheng.

Unbeknownst to them, the single disciples, who had been shown their faces by the gift of heaven, were all ready to go, full of energy, and several times more energetic, ready to rush out to meet the enemy.

Wang Junsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, seeing Yao Qi rushing out of the barrier first in front of him, blurring his figure.

The others didn't seem to regard Wang Junsheng as a combat power at all, and immediately followed Yao Qi's pace and rushed out of the barrier.

Wang Junsheng smiled frankly, and was not angry at being underestimated. After all, compared with Yaoqi, his cultivation was nothing. It should be said that he was not satisfied with his cultivation.

For him, surpassing Yaoqi is just a part of his path to immortality.

He drove the sword and rushed out of the barrier. The scenery outside Fuxi Mountain immediately appeared in front of him. The round sun was high, warm and dazzling. A man in black with a black cloth on his face.

Heh, if it is really desire/thought that breeds, you will disregard life and death.

Yao Qi's nimble figure shuttled through the dense black clothes, his white and vigorous figure was quite obvious, his black eyes were cruel, and under the warm sunlight of the round sun, there was a strange golden light.

The golden light flickered, causing Wang Junsheng to tremble for a moment.

It wasn't until a teenager next to him pushed him away and taunted him disdainfully, "Even this kind of scene will scare you into a fool", did he come back to his senses and force himself to focus on the battle in front of him.

His heart was slightly cold.

It seems that I pay too much attention to Yao Qi.

The reason... has yet to be found.

However, it will always be found.

He cheered up and threw himself into the melee again.

Not far away, the vigorous figure of Yao Qi came to his side in an instant, clearing away the obstacles for him.Wang Junsheng felt a little depressed about being protected but helpless, and then he once again focused on the man in black who was attacking him.

The other men in black also discovered Wang Junsheng's breakthrough. After all, in this team, Wang Junsheng's cultivation was the lowest.

Wang Junsheng couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Why bother to decline the one delivered to the door?

He stretched out his hand to pinch the sword formula, and the heroic sword with azure light in his hand was divided into thousands of blue lights, which were projected out. The sword body was sharp, and countless sword shadows shuttled through it, almost reaching the realm that no one could match.

On the tip of his sword, there was still a trace of imperceptible fire. Obviously, the fire-type true qi in his body had been firmly integrated with the sword qi, and his cultivation had also improved to a higher level.

The karma from the sword tip flashed, and the men in black suddenly passed over their bodies in amazement. They froze in place, as if they hadn't noticed how the sword tip flew over their bodies, but the next moment, their bodies felt strange Gotta light a few sparks.

The flame suddenly jumped up, from a small flame to a scorching flame.The man in black was startled by the flames and screamed, and kept patting the flames on his body, but he didn't want to, but the flames were getting hotter and hotter. Under their patting and screams of fear, they gradually spread.

If those men in black tried to save the cultivator in the deep fire, his body would be affected suddenly, and his whole body would be covered in flames.

For a moment, a shrill scream resounded through the entire cliff.

"Help! Help me!" The flames on one of the men in black had spread all over his body. He kept running with the flames and stretched out his palms to grab his companions, but his companions already knew the origin of the flames. Terrified, he refused to take a step at all, and kept backing backwards with a black face.

"Don't come here! Do you want us to die with you?" The man in black who was familiar with him couldn't hide his panic, with a look of disgust on his face, his feet kept moving backwards, and he didn't want to move forward at all. help him.

The man seemed to be stimulated by his series of actions, and immediately grabbed him even more frantically, "Aren't we brothers? Why don't you..." His voice became more and more sharp, like a knife constantly rubbing against porcelain. kind of texture.

And the so-called brother couldn't stand that man's pursuit, so a white light hit him in his hand.The body was split in half in an instant.

The flame burned even more horribly in the blood. The man in the flame could no longer see his face clearly, and his body fell lightly to the ground after being split in two, and was finally burned by the raging fire. It turned into two piles of scorched black corpses, and then under the high temperature, there were not even bones left.

This terrifying way of Taoism immediately made the whole scene chaotic. The man in black never thought that the weakest guy had such a secret way, and Yao Qi and his party who were on the road with him never thought of Wang Junsheng It turned out to be so powerful.

For a moment, Yao Qi looked at Wang Junsheng with a trace of astonishment in his eyes, but it was nothing more than that, while Xi Feijie and his party were secretly startled, still worried about Wang Junsheng's series of actions.

Terrible, how terrifying is this young man!

It's just a Golden Core cultivator who has such an ability, so what will happen to him when he grows up? !

After all, Xi Feijie can be regarded as a big brother, although he was also frightened, but soon calmed down, and continued to quickly eliminate these men in black.

His eyes slightly observed Master's face, but he saw that there was a colorful light in his eyes, his movement speed was faster than before, his whole body relaxed, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

With a jump in his heart, he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the opponent in front of him.

The look in Master's eyes he saw just now...could it be...joy?

It was so weird that he didn't dare to think about it any further.

**

Mo Lan stood in front of Du Moyue's door. There was no real energy inside the door. The familiar real energy had disappeared without leaving a trace.

Du Moyue, who was inside the door, had long been unable to perceive Mo Lan's true energy, and was just wiping her sword in the room, with a trace of annoyance and sadness flashing in her eyes.

But soon, she shook off the negative emotions in her heart, just quietly and purely wiping a treasure in the world.She clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, and flicked it twice, the familiar feeling struck again, every movement was extremely standard, but it had lost the strength it should have.

She smiled wryly, then put away the sword, and respectfully put it into the wooden box she had placed on the table before.With the wooden box lid embedded in it, the light of the sword faded away.

And Mo Lan just stood quietly outside the door, his immature face was full of bitterness, he raised his hand slightly, and finally mustered up the courage to push the door in.

Inside the door, incense is curling up, and the fragrance is overflowing, revealing the warm interior.

Mo Lan sharp-eyed saw the wooden box Du Moyue put into the cabinet, and was startled suddenly, her face pale.

On the other hand, Du Moyue immediately turned her head vigilantly after realizing that someone had come in, and when she realized that it was Mo Lan, she immediately relaxed the vigilant expression on her face, and nodded lightly, "Are you back?"

Mo Lan gritted his teeth, his usual playfulness was finally revealed perfectly, he smiled exaggeratedly, nodded and said: "Yes, I still miss Senior Sister."

Du Moyue nodded lightly, with a faint smile on her haughty face. "Don't come to me all the time. If you don't cultivate well recently, you will fall behind."

Hearing what she said, Mo Lan felt even more unbearable pain in his heart, and even a trace of sourness oozes from the bottom of his heart. He really couldn't bear this kind of pain, and finally sent his anguish to his senior sister. "Senior sister, what about you?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze, he never thought that he would ask such a hurtful question like this, but it was hard to stop.

Sure enough, there was an imperceptible embarrassment on Du Moyue's face, but she covered it up well. She raised her head and raised her eyebrows, "I'll go after a while."

Mo Lan twitched the corner of his mouth, he wanted to laugh it off as if he didn't know what to do, but the smile collapsed on the way.He really couldn't lie to himself, couldn't be with her as if he didn't know anything.

He lowered his head and covered his gaze under his bangs, and asked, "Senior Sister, will your illness not be cured? How long is it, how long can you live?"

The senior sister suddenly opened her eyes wide, but she stopped talking.

In the quiet room, there is only heavy and messy breathing.

"Ten years, isn't it?" Mo Lan raised his eyes, the eye frames were already filled with tears, his round cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were fierce.

For the first time, Du Moyue saw Mo Lan like this.

She opened her lips and said, "Sorry."

When Mo Lan heard the affirmative answer, tears could no longer be restrained and rolled down her cheeks.

However, his voice was colder than usual, "I can't accept it."

"Senior sister, I will definitely save you."

After saying this, he opened the door and left.

The sun was dazzling, and his thin body was thin and weak.

He couldn't stand his senior sister leaving him, even after ten years.

Therefore, we must find a way, even if that way is difficult and even at the cost of life.

If he did not get medical treatment, he would die.

The author has something to say: In fact, the author buried a lot of foreshadowing, but my little book for recording the foreshadowing is gone! ! ! !

Simply terrible! ! !So I'm going to have to rely on my perfect memory! ! !

Has been crying fainted in the toilet.

But this chapter is very long, are you happy?angels?

In other words, I saw LAMBOSMM saying that I would run away every time I finished updating, so I said a few more words, hahahaha!

Thanks to the little angels who leave messages every time, without your company...with the author's lazy urine...maybe I can't move at all...QWQ

Then ha... I hope everyone can continue to accompany me, let me write this long novel clearly, [Maybe it is not long for you, but it is long for me...] Because there is no one, Zajia has no motivation word...orz

Well, finally, a goodnight kiss~

How are you all!

[The author rubs the little angels who left the message in his arms, touch left, touch right, kiss left, kiss right~]

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