Chapter 183 Ice and snow, lingering for a long time

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Chapter 183 Ice and snow, lingering for a long time

On the verge of breaking out.

After all, Old Sheyang has lived a long time. Even though he is not as strong as Luo Xiaoyu now, he has many things in his hands and he also deeply understands one truth:

If you drag it on, you will win.

Therefore, even if Old Sheyang did not have the help of spiritual beasts, he still tried his best to use various magic weapons to resist Luo Xiaoyu's attack.

In such a short time, the many charms in his hand were almost used up.

Old Sheyang was filled with anxiety.

…

Jian Baisan was outside, fighting with the Red Snake together with Gong Ling.

Even if the incompetent old Sheyang suddenly appears in the shadow under its feet, this guy is still not easy to deal with.

Not to mention that now, the scene on top of Jinpeng is extremely chaotic.

Old Man Sheyang brought many people, but they were definitely not as many as the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect.

——He thought that Jian Baisan would be obedient, but she didn't.

The Sect Protecting Formation has been closed, and others can enter and exit Jinpeng Peak freely, which symbolizes that the Beast Taming Sect disciples are also free to come and go.

Therefore, from the beginning, many disciples and elders came with swords after receiving the news——

"If non-disciples of this sect invade the sect, kill them!"

In his haste, Jian Baisan saw from the corner of his eye a tall man, holding a heavy sword, fighting with several Xiaoliudong people.

His strength was so strong that after a while, the two men who besieged him were killed and the other wounded.

The exposed, corporeal soul was running around.

Jian Baisan remembered him, he was the law enforcement elder who had tried her.

In the blink of an eye, they were already people from Xiaoliudong, and there were corpses everywhere.

And more disciples watched as the people in Xiaoliudong who monitored their movements in the sky gradually disappeared, becoming fewer and fewer, and finally found a breakthrough.

As Jin Yinyu flew up, with a sharp palm, she took the lead and rushed into the vast sky, followed closely by many disciples behind her.

Holding the sword, he ran away in one breath.

——Escape if you can!

Not fleeing within the sect, but fleeing outside the sect.

Xiaoliudong is one of the eight major sects, a behemoth that cannot be offended. Now that it has come to the center of the Beast Taming Sect, who still believes that a small sect like the Beast Taming Sect can survive in their hands?

What's more, the purpose of Old Sheyang was to give up the sect.

But what the disciples want is definitely not the Beast Taming Sect under Xiao Liudong.

Absolutely not.

He would not even think of it as the Beast Taming Sect of Old Man Sheyang.

He used it to recruit disciples, and the high chair placed at the top had been split in half by an unknown disciple with a knife during the fight. The finely carved upper half fell to the ground and was trampled into sawdust by spiritual beasts.

The battle between Gong Ling and Jian Baisan has also come to an end.

Gong Ling's water curtain can slow down the Red Snake. Jian Baisan's main attack is that the sharp good karma has already scratched its eyeballs.

Now, it is blind.

The little crab on Gong Ling's shoulder clicked twice with its pincers, and the red snake's body froze.

Jian Baisan flapped his wings and shouted: "Rhubarb!"

The land beneath Dahuang's feet turned slightly purple, but within a moment, a thick thunder pillar rose into the sky.

Jian Baisan took advantage of it being stiff, folded its wings, and plummeted from the sky, with both swords pointing downwards.

Green Leopard·Cracking the Clouds!

Gong Ling was gasping for breath while looking at Jian Baisan's figure.

This is a sword like an arrow.

She looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt a slight sting in front of her eyes. In a daze, she even thought it was a purple-light thunder arrow whizzing away.

When I looked closer, I saw it was still a white light.

Gong Ling was horrified.

Jian Baisan's sword has become a "living sword", and her swordsmanship has the meaning of a sword.

This knife penetrated seven inches of the red snake.

Even Jian Baisan's elbow was deeply inserted into its wound.

Jian Baisan sheathed his sword, and Red Snake fell to the ground with a crash, splashing dust all over the ground.

Jian Baisan and Gong Ling looked into the small water curtain space at the same time.

…

"Your spirit beast is dead." Luo Xiaoyu said while attacking non-stop, "Are you happy?"

Old Sheyang tried his best to resist and had no time to reply.

But while resisting, Old Sheyang suddenly felt that Luo Xiaoyu's attack had become weaker.

He looked up at Luo Xiaoyu again and found that his expression remained unchanged, as if he was not aware of the fact that he had "become weaker".

And this can only prove one thing - the time for a stick of incense is coming!

Old Sheyang held his sword and became energetic.

As time passed, Luo Xiaoyu's face was as golden as paper, and he became increasingly powerless, and his attack speed became faster and faster.

With the next sword, Old Sheyang aimed at the flaw and struck with his sword!

The sword edge, filled with spiritual power, cut off Luo Xiaoyu's left arm.

Luo Xiaoyu's thin lips trembled, but he didn't even care about the broken arm that fell on the ground, and attacked again.

But how can a sword holder who has lost an arm and whose strength is gradually losing strength compete with a true golden elixir powerhouse?

I saw that Luo Xiaoyu and Xiaogangpao were almost defeated step by step. His aura became weaker and weaker, and then he dropped to the early stage of Jindan.

Luo Xiaoyu lost too much blood. He lost his balance and fell off the fish's back. Dust and blood stained the golden pattern on his back.

Old Sheyang walked slowly with his sword in hand, his face expressionless.

Luo Xiaoyu vomited a mouthful of blood and smiled.

"Aren't you going to say something?" Luo Xiaoyu asked, "Before you kill me?"

"You shouldn't provoke today." Old Sheyang approached him and looked at him, "You and I are not without the relationship between master and disciple. When I take the position of the sect leader, you will also raise the chickens and dogs to heaven. Otherwise, do you think you have touched someone?

Light? With your useless body, how can Xiao Yufeng be in your hands forever?"

"Chickens and dogs." Luo Xiaoyu repeated, "Everyone in the world, in your eyes, is nothing more than a chicken or a dog. I am, Tonghe is, Xiao Gourd is, Jian Baisan is the same."

Old Sheyang stood still in front of Luo Xiaoyu. Looking at the tired young man on the ground, his heart shivered and he regained his balance.

"To cultivate immortality, what you seek is immortality. If you don't seek immortality, looking at chickens and dogs is putting the cart before the horse."

He raised his sword.

Luo Xiaoyu's breath fell back to the foundation, he held the knife weakly and suddenly laughed.

"Do you think you can really turn the clouds around?"

There are many kinds of water.

Falling flowers and flowing water are one kind of water, the water of running out of mountains and rivers is one kind of water, and the water of painting water and carved ice is one kind of water.

The water under Luo Xiaoyu's knife is water that is difficult to recover.

All the regret, all the pain, all the memories, love and regret surged under the knife.

Old Sheyang opened his eyes wide in horror.

Hasn't the time already come?

How could he come back——

Gong Ling was outside and said with complicated thoughts: "Now, there is no time to burn a stick of incense."

Jian Baisan said: "Xiong Bing'e was very scared. He was anxious to kill Luo Xiaoyu... But he was too anxious."

Old Sheyang was too close and he couldn't stop him.

So this knife is a knife with no escape.
To be continued...