Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Li Qinghong was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Yuanqing Hang Yaoyao looked back at Gu Zhong, over there, the sword in Jing Shi's hand was sweeping and slashing vertically, Yu Wenli and Tantai Yun were struggling to hold on.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing is not the original exam question, I'm afraid I won't get any points if I kill it."

Suddenly, there was a scream in the distance, and someone screamed: "Here, here is broken!"

It is the "dui" position of Zhengxi.

Yuan Qinghang raised his eyes and looked, feeling a sudden shock in his heart.

A thick black air is rolling in from the dense forest over there.I don't know which family's disciples are not strong enough, but in just a short moment, they have already fallen.

Yuanqing Hangfei jumped up, and when he got close, there were already seven or eight people lying in the dense forest, surrounded by all kinds of carrion corpses of wild beasts, evil mountain ghosts!

Yuan Qinghang didn't stop, and Li Qinghong and Li Qinghong tried their best to kill this group of evil spirits. Just after they finished, they heard another scream from the "Li" seat on the other side.

The disciples of Lingwutang were guarding here. Outside the barrier, an evil spirit of a giant tiger just broke through the eye of the formation, and slapped the leader Li Ji fiercely with its claws.

Li Ji's eyes darkened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. In a panic, he took out a talisman from his arms, and punched it face to face.

A huge flame rose suddenly, and the mountain tiger evil spirit in the flames staggered back a few steps, shook for a while, and scattered its bones all over the ground.

All the disciples of Lingwu Hall were shocked from ear to ear, and someone yelled: "Brother, what kind of talisman is this?"

Li Ji struggled to get up and patted his head in a daze: "Brother Li gave it to me?"

"Ah, is it true?" Everyone remembered that they had also shared a piece, and they fumbled it out in a hurry, holding it tightly in their hands, "Save your life!"

Tantai was seriously injured and had already stepped aside, Yu Wenli and Tantai Yun fought side by side, both of them were miserable and dripping with sweat.

This cultivator's ability to scare corpses is definitely above the middle stage of the golden elixir, and with the addition of evil spirits at night, he is probably close to the perfection of the golden elixir.

The difference in level, level one can already crush people to death, and the two young juniors are both in the early stage of Golden Core, so it is unknown whether they can survive if they continue to consume like this.

In the arena, Yu Wenli was fighting hard, while shouting: "Li Xiaoxian, can the surroundings hold up?"

Yuan Qinghang responded loudly: "No guarantee, what about you!"

Yu Wenli smiled wryly: "It's only a while."

Although Tantai Yun didn't speak, her body was already wounded, and her ice-like face was also splattered with blood.

Yu Wenli said in a low voice: "Miss Tantai, find a chance to leave later. I will hold this startled corpse."

Tantai Yun glanced at him quickly, her originally pale face was stained with a hint of blush from fatigue, "No need."

Her eyes accidentally fell on Yu Wenli's waist, and she was startled suddenly.

Yu Wenli noticed her strange gaze, took the time to look down, and was also surprised.

On his waist card, he did not know when a few spots were missing, and his points were missing by hundreds of points!

At the moment when he was staring, a certain point on his waist went dark, and another one was missing.

Tantai Yun lowered her head involuntarily, and suddenly exclaimed - the points on her waist also inexplicably decreased a lot.

But it was obviously obtained by killing the evil spirits through hard work, so how could it disappear for no reason now?

In the distance, Yuan Qinghang rushed to the disciples of Lingwu Hall and rescued Li Ji first, then suddenly frowned.

The moment he lowered his head to help him stop the bleeding, his eyes were dazzled, and he seemed to see two spots of light on Li Ji's waist card dimmed.

"Brother Li, have you transferred your scores to your fellow students?" He suddenly asked.

Although Li Ji almost fainted from the pain, his mind was clear: "What? No?"

As soon as he lowered his head, he frowned and called anxiously, "Where are my points?"

With such a voice, the disciples of the Lingwu Hall next to them all lowered their heads and exclaimed one after another: "I'm missing too!"

"It's still decreasing! What's going on?!"

……

In the valley, a white figure galloped towards the center of the valley as fast as a dragon.

In the Fengshan formation, he could not fly with his sword, so even though Ning Duo was impatient, he could only run forward.

The sky in the distance is still dark, but there seems to be a very light ray of sky on the edge of the farthest mountain.

But that doesn't make it any less relaxing.

In the surrounding dense forest, there is no living person to be seen at all, which is so weird.

All the bloody aura pointed to the middle of the valley, which was also the center of the examination school.

It is normal to have fights and injuries there, but with such a strong smell of blood, why didn't anyone abstain from calling for help?

……

As one after another the formation eyes were broken through, the evil things outside poured in like crucian carp crossing the river.

Yuan Qinghang sighed in his heart, and shouted: "Return to defense, return to defense, don't defend anymore!"

Everyone was panicking, when they suddenly heard someone give an order, they all ran to the center of the valley in a cloud of darkness.

Yuan Qinghang ran after the last break, cruelly, took out all the talismans on his body, and beat continuously towards the damaged place.

An earth-shattering flame reflected half of the sky red, and near the eyes of the formation, swarms of evil spirits fell like wheat waves blown down by the wind.

Countless Shuzong disciples were dumbfounded, and while running wildly, they asked each other: "Where did he buy this talisman? I want to buy some too when I go out."

"... Yuwen's family? His family's blasting talisman is very famous."

"Nonsense, the people in his family are just as embarrassed, why don't you have such a good person?"

The periphery has been broken, more and more evil spirits and mountain ghost beast corpses are pouring in, and at the center, the most terrifying monk corpse is harvesting more people's lives.

Yuan Qinghang jumped up and down among the ghosts, took out a stack of blank talisman papers, pricked his fingers fiercely, and quickly drew talismans one by one.

While helping him to block the attack, Li Qinghong shouted angrily: "What are you doing! Wouldn't it be better to save some blood?"

Yuan Qinghang called: "immediately."

A dozen talisman seals were quickly drawn, Yuan Qinghang waved his hand, and a string of blood sprinkled on it: "Disease!"

Pieces of talisman paper floated in the air, connecting into a string of talisman bridges like a fire dragon, and flew towards the valley quickly, hitting the back of the head of the frightened monk in an instant.

The startled corpse staggered, half of its skull collapsed.He slowly turned his head to look this way, and an angry roar came out of his throat.

The next moment, it stood up and flew straight towards Yuan Qinghang, and the epee let out a deep whistle in the air.

Yuan Qinghang turned around and swept towards the nearest eye formation. The dark wind behind him was getting closer and closer. He turned around sharply and avoided the sword light behind him.

"Li Xiaoxianjun, what are you doing?" Yu Wenli was startled, and flew to chase after him.

Yuan Qinghang yelled: "I will lead it out of the formation, and you will kill other evil spirits inside!"

Outside, the mountains are high and the land is vast, so as long as this big trouble can be lured out, it will be easier to deal with, and moreover, there is a lot of yin in the formation, this terrifying corpse will only become more powerful, and even become more and more difficult to deal with.

Li Qinghong flew forward, flashed two short daggers infused with poison in his hands, and stabbed Jing Zhe's wrist fiercely, but Jing Zhai's cultivation level far surpassed him, the white bones on his wrist trembled, and he was strangled. his dagger.

With a sound of "cang clang", the dagger fell to the ground, Li Qinghong's body swayed, and he was completely knocked into the air.

Yuan Qinghang gritted his teeth, and the silver cord in the handle of the fan swirled out, wrapping around the neck of the startled corpse.

Exhausting all his spiritual energy, he dragged the heavy corpse forward.

After a few steps, the eye of the formation was close at hand, and the evil spirits who had gathered here seemed to have sensed this more terrifying existence, and they all dispersed in panic, and a black hole appeared in the eye of the formation.

When Yuan Qinghang stepped into the formation, the heavy sword behind him brushed against his shoulder like a gangrene.

A burst of burning pain, blood mixed with black air, dyed Yuan Qinghang's robe red.The startled corpse behind him suddenly stretched out his withered hand, and grabbed the silver rope around his neck.

As it pulled back, Yuan Qinghang's body flew backwards involuntarily as if riding a cloud.

He threw back a immobilization talisman with all his strength, and the startled corpse froze slightly, but the epee in his hand had already been chopped down by inertia.

A chill from behind went straight to the back, to the bottom of Yuan Qinghang's heart.

At this very moment, a white figure suddenly flashed through the opening in front of him!

Facing the night wind and piercing the evil spirit, a bright sword light was like lightning in a rainstorm, illuminating the face of the person holding the sword.

The face is like a crown jade, and the eyes are calm.

But his sword light is hot and vast, and the fluctuating spiritual power is overwhelming.

In mid-air, Jian Guang bypassed Yuan Qinghang in front of him, and slashed at the top of the startled corpse behind him!

Jing Shi suddenly raised his head, and stared at him blankly with two dark eye sockets.

For a moment, it also seemed to feel that this was the mortal danger, and the epee that was slashing at Yuan Qinghang suddenly lifted up, and met the slashing sword heavily.

……

The sharp light sword met the lifeless heavy front, stalemate for a moment, and could not stop in the air.

Yuan Qinghang looked at the stern young man in front of him in astonishment, feeling like a huge wave was surging in his heart.

The next moment he finally came to his senses, he closed the white jade and black gold fan in his hand, leaned forward, and ruthlessly inserted into the back of Jing Shi's head, prying hard.

The sword light in Ning Duo's hand also turned slightly at this moment with a tacit understanding, released the great force of resistance, and gently inserted it into Jingshi's eyes.

With a "click", the white jade and black gold fan in Yuan Qinghang's hand pried open half of Jing's skull, while the sword in Ning Duo's hand pierced through Jing's eye sockets and came out from the back of his head.

Jingshi let out a huge howl of pain that seemed human but not human, and the epee in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, his whole body's spiritual power was violent, and his bones trembled.

Ning Duo stretched out his arms lightly, and pulled Yuan Qinghang to his side. The next moment, he retreated lightly and fled a foot away.

Although Jingshi's eyes were no longer there, Ning Duo destroyed the death energy gathered in his eye sockets, and he became truly blind, bumping his head into the broken eyes.

There is nothing to stop this collision.The light from the sky outside shone in overwhelmingly through the formation.

……Its daybreak.

When Shang Lang arrived with a group of brothers, the final battle in the valley had already ended.

As the sun rose, the yang energy continued to flow, and the evil spirits in the Yin Gathering Formation began to weaken, and were killed everywhere by the remaining disciples of the Shuzong.

Shang Lang stared blankly at the blood and filth everywhere, and then at the corpses of Shuzong disciples piled up on the ground, his face was pale.

"Why... how did people die? How did so many die!"

In previous big competitions, hundreds of people called for help, and even fewer people died after the off-site rescue arrived.Now the corpses all over the ground are probably more than a hundred people.

They are all outstanding disciples of various families. Under the auspices of their Cangqiong Sect, so many lives have been lost. How should they explain this to the Xianzong of the various families? ...

Ning Duo was standing in the crowd, running around with Yuan Qinghang, saving people everywhere, when he heard the words, he turned around and said, "The Yin Gathering Formation has attracted something that shouldn't be there."

"What?" Shang Lang called.

Yu Wenli stood next to him, and the doctor brought by the family was helping him treat the wound, pointing to the bone on the ground with a wry smile: "For some reason, the remains of a mid-to-late Golden Core cultivator came in, and he was promoted to be a ghost-level The shocking corpse."

Standing beside him, Tan Taiyun also looked exhausted: "Almost all the Shuzong disciples who died unfortunately died under its hands. If Ning Xianjun did not arrive in time, we are afraid that we will all be in danger."

Shang Lang collapsed and shouted: "Then why don't you ask for help!"

Yuan Qinghang squatted down and was helping a strange young disciple to set a bone. He shouted more exaggeratedly and collapsed than him: "Oh, are you afraid that no one will check after the incident. Hurry up and help save people! You are so busy!"

There are bones and limbs, and some people have just broken their spiritual veins. If they are rescued in time, they may recover by a few percent. The entire field is full of Shuzong disciples. Most of them carry wound medicine, and few of them know medicine.

Only then did Shang Lang come to his senses, he hurriedly called the master, sent away those who had undergone preliminary treatment, and ran over by himself: "Do you want me to help? I can input spiritual power!"

Yuan Qinghang waved his hand: "No, Ning..."

He suddenly got stuck, and hurriedly shouted: "If you want, you can take Ning Xianjun's place and let him rest."

Ahhh, this person is too stressful to be around, hurry up and replace him with someone!

As soon as Shang Lang rolled up his sleeves, he saw Ning Duo turn his head and stare at him: "Brother, go help elsewhere."

Yuan Qinghang: "..."

Shang Lang scratched his head, looked around, and suddenly saw Li Qinghong sitting under a tree next to him, he hurriedly asked: "How are you, are you also injured?"

This young man from the Medicine Sect also knows medicine, so he must be seriously injured if he is so motionless and does not come to help.

Li Qinghong looked at him, rolled his eyes lightly, a trace of pain appeared on Xiumei's face: "It's okay... just bear with it."

Shang Lang hurried over: "Where is the injury?"

Li Qinghong groaned softly: "Internal injury... If there is spiritual power to soothe the internal organs, it may feel better."

Shang Lang hurriedly sat down opposite him, stretched out his palm and pressed it against his heart, sending pure and abundant spiritual power to him continuously: "Hold on, I'll help you sort it out."

Li Qinghong closed his eyes, greedily absorbed the warm spiritual power, stretched out his hand for a while, covered his mouth, and let out a series of earth-shattering coughs.

When the palm was lowered and opened, it was already dripping with blood.

Shang Lang was so frightened that he was almost dumbfounded, his voice trembled: "How are you doing? Do you want to ask your senior brother to take a look?"

Li Qinghong glanced at Yuan Qinghang quietly, then his eyes fell on Ning Duo, who was tall and tall beside him, with a fierce flash in his eyes.

It's just that the ferocity is hidden under the long eyelashes, so no one can see it.

He looked away, with a humble face, and said in a low voice: "...It's okay, he knows that I will take care of myself."

Next to him, Yuan Qinghang couldn't bear it any longer: "What are you talking about, Brother Shang, please ignore him, go and send spiritual power to others!"

Shang Lang looked at the dejection on Li Qinghong's beautiful face, jumped up, and said angrily at Yuan Qinghang: "He is also a wounded person, you are a senior brother, it's fine if you don't save your own junior brother first, and tell me to leave him alone ?”

Yuan Qinghang rolled his eyes, amused and angry at the same time, and whispered to himself: "It's really easy to deceive!"

Li Qinghong only suffered a little flesh injury, and asked him to help save others, but he was obedient and obedient, and he almost wrote "I'll be dead" written on his face, Yuan Qinghang was afraid that he would kill a few minutes The tall ones can only be told to stand aside and not move.

This is a good time, it's not idle, and fooled Shang Lang, a fool, into a circle.

Next to him, Ning Duo helped a wounded man lose his spiritual power, then withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Yes, it's the same as before. Right?"

Yuan Qinghang's body froze suddenly.

He moved his Adam's apple slightly, and said with difficulty: "What?..."

Ning Duo lowered his head, and his voice was so low that only the two of them could barely hear: "Ten years ago, you lied to him that bleeding from the nose was poisoning, and he believed it; now, your junior brother lied to him that he vomited blood, and he also believed it."

He looked at Yuan Qinghang with dark eyes, his handsome eyebrows vaguely overlapped with the little drug boy ten years ago, and his voice was magnetic and soft: "Young Master Yuan...is it fun to lie to people?"

Yuan Qinghang's head buzzed, he fell back and almost fell to the ground.

Ning Duo who was beside him quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, and then slowly let go after he stabilized his body.

Yuan Qinghang stared at him, saw his eyes approaching, and hurriedly moved away: "Aha...ha! I don't know what you are talking about, little fairy."

You're going to die, you're going to die, you can't steal a chicken and lose a lot of rice.

You shouldn't provoke him late at night, otherwise you will never attract his attention, let alone reveal your secrets!

He casually grabbed the pulse gate of a wounded patient beside him, and solemnly stuffed it into Ning Duo's hands: "Be sure to keep feeding him spiritual power. If he dies, it's because the spiritual power hasn't been renewed. Remember!"

After speaking, he stood up abruptly, wanting to run away.Before he jumped out, Ning Duo had already said calmly behind him: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to see the other wounded. The doctor is kind and will save all sentient beings!"

Ning Duo shook his body slightly, stopped in front of Yuan Qinghang, and looked at his shoulder: "The seriously injured have been treated, how about saving yourself once?"

"Oh, it's been dealt with." Yuan Qinghang nodded like a pounding garlic, and twisted his body in a showy manner, "Look, the medicine has been sprayed long ago, and the bleeding has stopped. My family's wound medicine is first-class... Hey, what are you doing? "

Ning Duo reached out and grabbed him, pushed him to the ground and sat down: "Let's deal with it again."

Yuan Qinghang bared his teeth and wanted to get rid of it, but this person's movements seemed gentle, but his wrist was like a steel hoop, and he couldn't break free at all.

Ning Duo raised the long sword in his hand lightly, and grabbed his bloody shoulder. The sword reflected the golden light of the morning glow, and it was light and accurate. It cut off the bloody clothes, but it didn't touch the flesh and blood on Yuan Qinghang's shoulder at all.

He looked at Yuan Qinghang's wound that lacked a piece of flesh, and stretched out his hand: "Bring it."

Yuan Qinghang obediently took out a bottle of medicine: "For external application, don't use too much."

Ning Duo lowered his eyes: "Very expensive?"

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "Not really."

The next moment, the medicine powder was sprinkled on his shoulder, and he felt severe pain. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "...I told you not to use it too much!"

The wound was soaked with a little corpse gas. Although the medicine worked quickly, it was too fucking painful!

Ning Duo looked at his black grape-like teary eyes, paused his hands, and said in a low voice, "It's not much use."

Yuan Qinghang gasped, tears were about to fall, he turned his head to look at his shoulders, sure enough, more than half of them hadn't been sprinkled with the powder yet.

He sighed and smashed the jar: "Come on, sprinkle it all on."

Ning Duo's hand hesitated, his long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he asked for a while, "Any other medicines?"

Yuan Qing Hangzheng was in severe pain, and he waved his hands indiscriminately: "No, that's good. Stretching out the head and retracting the head is also a knife. Give it a good time, Ning Xianjun."

It's terrible, even if he is afraid of pain and doesn't want to take medicine, the corpse gas can be slowly forced out, so he must be forced to suffer this crime.

Sure enough, seeing this person is not a good thing, the original book is not deceiving.

Ning Duo was holding the medicine bottle in his hand, motionless as if he had been immobilized by a body talisman.

During the stalemate, a voice sounded from the side, with a smile: "How about I help Li Xiaoxian give the medicine?"

It was Yu Wenli.

He had sorted out his embarrassment and regained his white clothes. Compared with the blood-stained and mediocre Yuan Qinghang, he was like a down-and-out pheasant standing opposite a divine bird.

He looked at Ning Duo with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Unexpectedly, Brother Ning has excellent combat power, but he is afraid of seeing blood."

Ning Duo didn't let go and gave him the medicine.

He didn't hesitate anymore, very steadily and very quickly, sprinkled a layer of medicinal powder on Yuan Qinghang's shoulders, then took out a roll of white gauze from his bosom, and helped him wrap it up gently.

When he raised his head again, his eyes were calm: "The blood of a friend is naturally to be afraid of. The blood of the enemy is fine."

Yuan Qinghang's heart moved slightly, for some reason, he was a little dazed.

Yuwenli didn't seem to hear him, and suddenly his expression was extremely strange, and he looked at Yuan Qinghang's waist firmly.

"Li Xiaoxian Jun, your score... has never changed?"

Yuan Qinghang bowed his head: "Hey, is it really true?!"

The score on his waist card stayed at [-] points in the end. After a bloody battle all night, he rushed to rescue him in a hurry after the end. He didn't have time to think about the vision of the scoring point. Now that Yu Wenli mentioned it, he thought of taking a look.

His eyes fell on Yu Wenli's waist badge, and his eyes froze suddenly.

...Looking around again, the scores of Tantai Yun and several other masters have all dropped to just over 1000!

Ning Duo's eyes turned around all of them, and there was a little surprise in his handsome eyes: Yuan Qinghang's score is still high, and he is the number one in Shuzong?

Yuwen was in a state of chaos in his heart, and the look in his eyes became more and more strange: "Does Li Xiaoxian know nothing about this?"

Yuan Qinghang was silent for a moment, and said sincerely: "I really don't know."

Yu Wenli and Tantai Yun glanced at each other, they were both silent, each was preoccupied.

As the sky turned brighter and the sun was rising, each sect finished counting the disabled, and many people surrounded them one after another.

Many disciples of Lingwu Hall relied on the life-saving talisman sent by Yuan Qinghang, and none of them died, so they came up first and thanked them tearfully.

Then, the other family also came over and saluted sincerely: "Thank you Li Xiaoxianjun for your wonderful rescue, such a great kindness, after returning, I will definitely report to my master, and then I will make a special trip to thank you."

Yuan Qinghang said haha: "You're welcome, just watch and help each other, it's just a matter of convenience."

Ning Duo remained silent, standing in front of the monk's bone, staring at the bone.

Yuan Qinghang and the person who thanked him finished being polite, looked at him, and couldn't help but move over.

He squatted down, picked up a leg bone, squinted his eyes, looked carefully for a while, then picked a trace of carrion on the face that was shaved beyond recognition, and sniffed it indifferently by his nose.

Shang Lang held back his nausea, hesitantly poked his head over: "Who is this...?"

Yuan Qinghang pointed at the scorched land under his feet: "Mr. Shang, is this the Celestial Mountain territory of the Sky Sect?"

Shang Lang scratched his head: "Ah, yes!"

Yuan Qinghang looked at him strangely: "Then the thing that appeared in your mountain, come to ask who I am?"

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