Chapter 718

Boom! There was a thunderbolt.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

The soul is shocked.

Can not see the changes in the field, only the sky full of purple lightning, like crazy snake dance.

When people's eyes recover their eyesight, the flying sword from Beiming is already between the two fingers of Ye Qianru's right hand. Countless electric current cascades on her body. From time to time, one or two small electric currents pop out and explode in the empty air.

"Beiming was too shocked to speak.

He knew that ye Qianru was a powerful enemy he had never seen in her life. He didn't have the slightest carelessness in his heart. Although he made the biggest estimate in his heart, he still didn't have a far-reaching estimate of her real combat power. After getting the ancient secret of inheritance, with the flying sword in hand, Beiming once thought that he could be invincible to the various sects of Taoism for some time, and his confidence expanded beyond measure.

Until the blaze broke out in Qianjun.

Just hit him in the head.

Before going all out to fight ye Qianru, he still has the confidence to draw.

Even if we can't defeat the hermit disciple of the nine prison star sect, we can at least level her and ensure our success.

What Beiming didn't expect was that he couldn't hurt even one of his opponent's hairs with his full strength. Even in the middle of the attack, he even grabbed him with his fingers!

No magic weapon.

Only with skill, you can completely suppress it.

How can we fight such a powerful opponent?

Beiming's heart was filled with the idea of death, and his whole heart was gray and lazy. He laughed miserably and slowly closed his eyes to wait for death. He knows that the next moment, the opponent who catches the flying sword will fight back immediately, and that's the end of his life! In the face of absolute power and absolute suppression, what if there is a magic weapon? My dream of becoming a hero should wake up. Instead of struggling in vain like a clown, it's better to be a little more straightforward!

"Attack Ye Qianru grabs the flying sword, just like catching a slippery fish. She is mentally focused to prevent the other side from slipping away in her own hands.

In the mouth, but gives the order to the flying bear guardian.

It's not polite to come but not go.

Since Beiming wants to fight magic weapon, let him see it!

The flying bear guards in the smoke and becomes huge quickly. It roars up to the sky, and its voice shakes the mountains. The echoes are heard between the mountains, and all the listeners are pale.

When it returns to flying bear form, it leaps to the sky.

In the sky.

Another puff of smoke filled the air.

When it lands on the ground, it has transformed into a flying bear guard in the form of an upright man.

Holding a huge eight edged hammer in his hand, he raised it high and hit Beiming, who was waiting to die.

"Good, good!" Abbess Baku of Baoyin Temple couldn't bear to see it. She closed her eyes and recited the praises together. She couldn't stop it from happening, but she couldn't bear to see a tragedy that was about to happen.

"Alas The old man also shook his head and sighed.

Beiming is about to die miserably.

He was a little sorry.

Of course, the leader of Beiming sect and Canghai sect were arrogant before, and he couldn't stand the style of upstart.

"Martial uncle, please forgive the master of Beiming sect!" The man who asked for help was master Yizhi. As a good man, he couldn't bear to die in Longyan temple. At the beginning, I was invited by myself, but I didn't think of this, but I gave my life to Beiming. But he was too slow to plead. When he opened his mouth, the eight edged hammer had hit the head of the master of Beiming gate.

If the master of Beiming is not ready to die, he will try his best to escape, and there will be hope.

Unfortunately, he gave up his last life.

Hammer down.

Boom.

Not only the master of Beiming gate in the field, but also the position where he stood, the rock under his feet was also fragmented, and the gravel splashed all around.

Blood spattered on nearby rocks.

Wait for the dust to disperse.

People were surprised to find that the master of Beiming gate, who had closed his eyes and was waiting to die, died miserably without his head smashed. Instead, he had no time to join the battlefield and lay down in his arms with his nose and mouth bleeding.

It was master Tingsong, an old friend who had been friends for decades, who blocked Beiming.

Tingsong master's sternum is broken and dying.

"I hurt you! I hurt you Beiming felt so guilty that he couldn't say anything. If he could, he really wanted to fan his ears. Why was it so swollen at the beginning? Didn't he get a secret treasure handed down from ancient times? How did it become this style? The hermits also dare to question. They even have yunjiyu's presence certificate, and they want to take the other party's power. This kind of mentality, in retrospect, is crazy! It's incredible that a man in self-cultivation, who used to be a good man, had gone astray to a crazy and self destructive road because of a magic weapon!

"It's OK. I've lived for more than 100 years, and I'm not in any loss! I'm lazy by nature and enjoy myself. Although I'm a little wise, I'm not the material for cultivation. I knew I couldn't get the Tao for a long time. For so many years, you have always regarded me as a confidant. Although you are called a friend, you have actually taken out a lot of sect resources to support me. I often feel guilty in my heart. I usually make little contribution to Canghai sect. Today, I will return it to you! " Although he was seriously injured, he was very sober. He even had a smile on his face. It seemed that this result was his final wish.

"Stop it! It's my fault, it's my fault Beiming's tears are coming down.

He knew the temperament of his old friend.

If not for myself.

Master Tingsong will never be hostile to any one of the sects of cultivating immortals. Today's misfortune can be said to be entirely his own.

As a friend who pushed him to die, he also heard his old friend say that this is a kind and benevolent Beiming. His regret and guilt in his heart don't want to know.

"Martial uncle, be merciful!" Master Yifang asked ye Qianru to spare the lives of master Beiming and master Tingsong. Just now, I saw that master Beiming was really hateful and aggressive. Now I see that master Tingsong gave up his life for his friends. As the host and the initiator of the school party, master Yifang was sad and decided to stand up and beg ye Qianru to stop.

He didn't know the rules of the nine prison star gate.

But I know the rules are very strict.

If there is a need for punishment.

It is estimated that it will take a lot of people to carry it down. If he is not unable to pass his heart, he will never take the risk to ask ye Qianru to forgive Beiming, a rude man who has offended the reputation of the hermit sect!

Master Yifang stood up and begged. Master Yizhi, master Yide and many disciples followed him to worship.

There are also the leaders of the old way and other sects.

They also responded one after another.

In addition to being awed by the prestige of the nine prison star gate, there was also a little compassion in this reaction.

After all, it's not a heresy that only talks about interests but not about human morality and etiquette. It can fight openly and secretly at ordinary times, but it can't be ignored because of the importance of life and death.

"Since it's a school gathering, it's about good luck. That's all for today. However, the prestige of the nine prison star gate must not be provoked again. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that my elder martial brother will be angry. Even Qianjun and I will be dealt with at the same time. " Ye Qianru put the current away, flew the flying sword tens of meters away, nailed it firmly into the stone wall, went deep into Yingchi, and it was hard to see the end of its handle.

"It's none of your business. Mind your own business later!" Qianjun picked up the Lingjian wooden card guarded by lingmu, picked up the Xinmiao formula, and activated the above array.

A soft energy shield emerged from her body.

Its color is golden.

Bright and transparent.

Qianjun uses his hand as a guide to draw a wisp of soft energy from it and let it float into the wound of master Tingsong.

Master Tingsong's injury recovered with the speed visible to the naked eye. Although he did not recover completely, he immediately turned over and stood up under the astonishment and gaze of the people. He knelt down on the ground with gratitude and piety, and kowtowed deeply to show respect: "Tingsong, thank you for your life!"

"All right?" Yinshuguan's eyes were fixed on the Lingjian wooden card in Qianjun's hand. She didn't think that this not amazing wooden card would have such power.

"It's not completely good, but it's true that most of the injuries have been cured and Tingsong's life has been saved." Yun Jiyu is not surprised. Lin Dong has all the magic treasures there. This little wooden card is really nothing. Yun Jiyu is not surprised at the lingmu guard in Qianjun's hands, but is interested in the Xinmiao technique used by Qianjun. She should have known that the trick was so easy to use, and she had asked Yunyou to teach her one before.

Baby!

A super baby that can be reborn from death!

Everyone's eyes, looking at the wooden signboard in Qianjun's hand, became more and more awed.

They don't know. In fact, Qianjun lingmu Guardian doesn't have the power of dying and rebirth. It's just that master song is a wood friar. Qianjun tries to use the energy of Xinmiao's technique to urge it. It doesn't really work, and the effect is surprisingly good. If you change to a monk of another department, even if it has some effect, it can't compare with Tingsong's instant recovery of most of his injuries.

Qianjun himself was slightly surprised.

She turned and laughed at ye Qianru.

It's called "unintentionally planting willows into shade." it happens that they don't tell the truth either. They don't care how others guess. Anyway, these guys just don't want to scare.

Beiming naturally took the opportunity to kneel down.

Lie down and apologize.

One is to be grateful to each other for forgiving their sins; the other is to be grateful to each other for saving the lives of their old friends.

The third is to step down from the slope. The fool knows that there is only one result of stubborn resistance.

Don't die.

Who would be so stupid as to have to go up and die?

Besides, it's not death that can solve the problem. If they die, the Canghai faction will suffer together!

Beiming finally passed the test, and then at most it was an apology. Canghai sect gave a big gift in exchange for the complete understanding of Qianjun and ye Qianru. Maybe they will get a blessing in disguise and have something to do with the big hermits like the nine prison star sect from now on! What is really nervous now is the red carp, who has never had the opportunity to speak and express their opinions.

Just now Beiming was hostile, but he didn't say a word.

Because of hostility, ye Qianru was almost killed.

So what's next?

He doesn't think that he can write off all kinds of disrespectful red carp in the nine prison star gate and the two women's identities.

"Evil animal, you still don't kneel down for me!" Zizhu fairy had no idea. If he was someone else's son, he would not care whether the red carp was alive or dead. But this is his old friend's son. I can remember the scene of Tuogu. He can't look at the red carp, and then hesitate, and then delay, let alone apologize, is too late to regret!

Jinhu and Beiming, who have made mistakes, must push a fool out as a shield.

Red carp is the best choice.

The former is smart and has already knelt down to plead guilty.

The latter tried to resist and was almost killed. Fortunately, he was rescued by master song. He nearly recovered his old life. At the people's request, he suddenly repented. Now there is only one red carp left, still silent, how can this not become the target of public criticism?

The purple bamboo fairy knows that if he doesn't do something, the red carp's life will be lost.

Even if you save one life.

I can't guarantee my skill.

Maybe he will be a prisoner, and finally be expelled from changhemen for fear of being involved... At that time, it was too late to regret and apologize!

After kicking the red carp to the ground, Zizhu fairy raised his hand and slapped the red carp in the face for more than ten times, which made the red carp's teeth spatter with blood. One face swelled like hair. Finally, his eyes were squeezed into a little bit and he could hardly see. Red carp is shy and angry, but he knows that Zizhu fairy is for his own good, and kneels upright in front of Zizhu fairy at will.

He's a bit embarrassed, and his character is deadly.

Fortunately, there is a purple bamboo fairy behind.

Otherwise.

It's not a good day.

"Bastard, how dare you offend the reputation of the hermit sect? When will it be your turn to speak? I can't beat you to death today. I'll beat you to death. It's better for you to make trouble later and involve your school! " This is what Zizhu fairy said, but he only slapped the red carp in the face. No matter how strong his strength is, it's just pain. As long as he recovers, the red carp's skill will not be damaged at all, which is much better than Beiming's and Tingsong's.