Immortal Goddess, Please Help Me Achieve Immortality Chapter 76: Why are you so weak?
“You really took great pains to kill me.”
Wen Zhixing smiled.
But his hand quietly stretched into his bosom, and gently stuck a talisman to his body.
However, this movement seemed to be noticed, and She Zhihong, who was masked in black, suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he shot straight at him.
Wen Zhixing suddenly felt the hairs all over his body stand on end,
A chill instantly swept through the whole body.
“Looking for death!”
She Zhihong let out a low drink.
A blade of light pierced through the air, drew a silver arc, and stabbed Wen Zhixing directly between the eyebrows.
“Huh?”
Wen Zhixing’s face changed slightly as the hunting wind rushed towards his face.
Immediately, he tapped his toes, and jumped backwards to avoid the attack.
“Avoid?”
Seeing this, She Zhihong’s face darkened, and he said again, “Junior brother, do it, make a quick decision, don’t make too much noise.”
He felt bad inside.
Now we must kill Wen Zhixing as soon as possible.
Otherwise, if the movement of this battle attracts the attention of other people, then they will be in trouble.
Fortunately, Wen Zhixing lives in a relatively remote place.
It’s a good place to start.
“Death!”
At the same time, another figure sprang out from the darkness. Ning Qingzhong suppressed his throat, and his cold voice echoed in all directions.
The next moment, his figure moved like a ghost, heading straight for Wen Zhixing!
Draw a short knife in your hand – wipe the arc,
With a piercing cold light, it fell towards Wen Zhixing’s neck.
This knife is bound to cut off his head.
Wen Zhixing’s pupils shrank suddenly, and his figure retreated violently!
But it was still a bit late, Ning Qingzhong followed him like a shadow, slashing down with the dagger.
The blade passed dangerously close to Wen Zhixing’s cheek.
The aura surged, and the hair on his head was blown away.
When!
The blade collided with Wen Zhixing’s left shoulder, but there was a sound of gold and iron.
“What!”
Ning Qingzhong’s inevitable strike was blocked, and his eyes widened.
Is this Wen Zhixing still wearing a defensive spirit weapon?
Before the blow was completed, he didn’t dare to be negligent. As he stepped forward, spiritual energy poured into the short blade and swept out.
— Chick!
The knife slashed across Wen Zhixing’s chest with difficulty, cut halfway through, and got stuck directly.
Leaving a tiny bloodstain.
“What a strong body!”
Ning Qingzhong pulled the blade away and couldn’t help but take a few steps back.
This short blade is just an ordinary soldier. If it weren’t for the blessing of spiritual energy, Wen Zhixing wouldn’t even be able to break through the defense.
Wen Zhixing looked down, the wound had stopped bleeding, but his eyes still flashed fiercely.
“Sword pill!”
Clang!
The golden sword light flickered, and a three-foot green peak emerged out of it.
“Spirit weapon!”
Ning Qingzhong was about to attack again, when he saw this, he was taken aback.
Wen Zhixing still has a spiritual weapon in his hand.
“Burning Blood Sword Art.”
Wen Zhixing let out a soft drink, and Jianwan slightly glowed bloody.
Qi and blood surged from the whole body, along the thick meridians, flowed into the right arm, and then into the right palm, piercing through the long sword.
His body seemed to be burning, with bursts of blood mist coming out.
“The first sword!”
Wen Zhixing roared, and the muscles in both arms tensed instantly.
The blood-colored sword light seemed to tear apart the sky, aiming at Ning Qingzhong’s heart.
“Not good.”
Ning Qing was startled in the center, hurriedly mobilized his aura, and blocked the short blade in front of his chest.
——Dang!
Ning Qingzhong only felt his tiger’s mouth go numb.
Click!
The blade in his hand broke, and he was thrown backwards.
There was a surge of Qi and blood in his chest, and he couldn’t help opening his mouth to spit out a big puddle of blood.
A deep wound appeared on his chest.
“How…is it possible…”
Not only Ning Qingzhong, but also She Zhihong and others showed disbelief.
“Huh?”
But Wen Zhixing stopped, looked at Jianwan, then at Ning Qingzhong, with doubts on his face, “This is the Mysterious Realm…why is it so weak?”
Could it be that… I am too strong?
“You!”
Ning Qingzhong was furious, and his face suddenly turned pale.
“Understood, you waste materials, even if you enter the mysterious realm, don’t you know a few spells?”
The corner of Wen Zhixing’s mouth twitched, directly tearing open the wounds of several people.
He got it.
She Zhihong’s group of so-called inner sect disciples are only superficial.
In fact, he didn’t even have a decent spirit weapon on him, and he knew very few spells.
They are all castrated versions of Mysterious Realm monks.
“Let’s do it together!”
Sensing something was wrong, She Zhihong shouted at the people beside him.
Song Zidong, who originally wanted to continue ambush, also came out of the darkness.
“Burning blood sword technique, the second sword.”
Wen Zhixing didn’t care, and swung his second sword.
The target was directed at the injured Ning Qingzhong.
Hum!
The sword light trembled slightly, and the sword sounded.
The **** sword light rushed towards the distance like a frightened bird.
Seeing that the sword light was about to cut between his eyebrows, he had no choice but to kick it hard.
With a leap, he flew into the sky.
Boom!
A thunderous bang suddenly exploded.
The ground under his feet was shattered by a sword.
Ning Qingzhong’s eyes were horrified, and his heart was beating wildly.
Pneumatic environment?
Is this Nima a pneumatic environment?
“Junior brother, don’t panic, we are here to help you.”
She Zhihong and Song Zidong hurried over.
Ning Qing centered on Vung Tun Song, he felt an unparalleled threat just now.
“The third sword.”
Wen Zhixing’s voice suddenly rang in his ears.
The blood light lit up in front of his eyes again.
Puff!
Before he could react, a line of blood split between his eyebrows.
Bloody sword energy pierced through his head.
“Well… I…”
Ning Qingzhong’s eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but his pupils were dim, and his head exploded immediately.
The headless corpse fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.
“Junior Brother Ning!”
She Zhihong and Song Zidong came close, but they could only watch helplessly.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
Boom!
The body hit the ground.
The scene was silent.
“Too weak.”
Wen Zhixing slowly shook his head~IndoMTL.com~ He really didn’t expect that Ning Qingzhong didn’t even have a spiritual weapon.
If you don’t know how to spell yet, how can you fight yourself.
“Brother She…”
Song Zidong panicked, his strength was almost the same as Ning Qingzhong’s.
“Junior Brother Song, fight hard, there is no way out.”
There was a ruthless look in She Zhihong’s eyes, and a golden light shone from the palm of his hand.
Several talismans emerged, floating around the two of them.
Diamond Talisman, Rejuvenation Talisman, Speed Talisman, Giant Power Talisman…
Daodao Xuanguang bloomed on the two of them.
– Boom!
At this moment, a violent sound came from a distance.
A brilliant aura rose into the sky.
Wen Zhixing turned his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.
That direction is exactly where Qiu Yinger retreated.
“Zhengyangzong, are you ready…”
Wen Zhixing muttered to himself.
A little faster than he estimated.
“Brother, good opportunity, kill!”
Seeing Wen Zhixing lost in thought, She Zhihong immediately let out a shout.
“Kill!”
Song Zidong didn’t hesitate, and with the blessing of various talismans, he regained courage.
Boom!
The right fist slammed out, and a gust of wind whizzed out, sweeping forward like an angry python.
The whole person even went straight to kill Wen Zhixing.
“I won’t play with you anymore, I’m going to do something big.”
Wen Zhixing returned to his senses and smiled slightly, the sword pill flickered in his hand.
“The fourth sword!”
A large amount of essence and blood was extracted, and the blood-colored light seemed to be real, turning into a blood-red sword light and piercing the sky.
Boom!
The sword qi pierced through the giant python, tearing it apart instantly.
Immediately, the power remained undiminished, and he continued to move forward, slashing hard at Song Zidong’s chest.