My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 815

  Chapter 815 Luo Zha's terrifying finger sword, destroying the great master with one sword!

   "Shua!"

  Two dazzling sword lights cut together.

   The air waves are raging!

  Holding the sword in his hand, Luo Ling was thrown flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

  Her other arm has long been unable to lift.

   At the shoulder, there was a wound with deep bone and **** flesh.

  The veil has fallen from her face.

  The dress on his body was covered with blood, and he looked in a mess.

  Zhuang Zhiyan was also not much better.

  His long hair was disheveled, a bloodstain was cut on his chest, and his fists were even more bloody.

  Both of them were pale and their eyes were languid.

   Sudden assassination.

  The opponent not only has a master in the middle stage of the grand master, but also a master in the early stage of the grand master, and several disciples in the late stage of the master.

   Moreover, Sikong Yun, who possesses the mid-stage realm of a grand master, is actually holding the Dragon Chanting Sword, the most important outer sect of the Misty Immortal Sect!

  The Xuantie Baoshan, which Zhuang Zhiyan relied on the most, was split in half.

  Other magic weapons were all destroyed.

  Some of Luo Ling's magic weapons were also in the process of fleeing, and most of them were destroyed.

  Originally, the strength of the two people is not much different from the other party, but the other party, as a member of the Misty Immortal Sect, not only has powerful skills, but also has more magic weapons.

   They are not opponents at all.

   Besides.

  In the beginning, they were suddenly attacked and seriously injured.

  So, all the way became passive.

   Otherwise, even if you lose the enemy and want to escape, the opponent will have nothing to do.

  In the current situation, the two of them are at the end of the road.

   "Sikong Yun! You despicable and shameless thing, even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

  Zhuang Zhiyan caught Luo Ling who was blown away by the air waves, then roared and charged forward.

  Sikong Yun held the Dragon Chanting Sword in his hand, with a sneer all over his face, he swung the sword and slashed, and a huge sword glow appeared with an ear-piercing scream.

  Zhuang Zhiyan exerted his last strength and punched out.

  The huge fist light and that sword light collided heavily!

   There was a loud bang.

  The terrifying air wave explodes!

  Zhuang Zhiyan's body shook like a leaf in a hurricane, and was blown away directly.

  Sikong Yun was also dressed in a robe, and suddenly flew backwards.

  Zhuang Zhiyan fell in front of Luo Ling, the blood in his body surged, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and stood up again.

  After Luo Ling took the pill, his soul power was rapidly recovering, and the sword in his hand was also rapidly accumulating strength.

  He's going to keep buying time for it!

  Sikong Yun sneered, holding the sword, and walked over step by step again.

   Every time he took a step, the Dragon Chanting Sword in his hand suddenly grew bigger.

  He is also accumulating energy.

  Strong waves of powerful energy in the body quickly poured into the sword in his hand, and a golden virtual dragon figure suddenly appeared on the sword of the Dragon Yin Sword.

  A terrifying aura instantly enveloped Zhuang Zhiyan and Luo Ling.

  Zhuang Zhiyan clenched his fists, and a phantom of a mountain suddenly appeared behind him, his eyes full of determination.

"Brother Zhuang, the old man's sword, even at your peak, is impossible to block, so don't struggle to the death. If you abolish your cultivation, the old man may spare your lives for the sake of the past... "

  Sikong Yun sneered while accumulating the greatest strength.

Then he said again: "By the way, I forgot to tell you. When you fled into the canyon just now, the best disciples of your Dayan also followed. But you probably won't be able to see him. The old man, Junior Brother Wu, has already passed away." I went to find them, and I believe they will come back with their heads soon."

   "Poof—"

  Zhuang Zhiyan spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the phantom of the mountain that had just condensed behind him flickered for a moment, then disappeared again.

   "Go and accompany them!"

  Sikong Yun took the opportunity, and the Dragon Dance Sword, which had already accumulated full strength, suddenly raised with a "shua", and there was a deafening scream, and then it was like a giant sword holding up to the sky, and slashed down towards the two of them!

   This sword seemed to drain Sikong Yun's power.

  He suddenly turned pale, his body shook slightly, and he could hardly stand.

  The terrifying sword light and sword energy, as well as the soul-shaking dragon's chant, instantly drowned the two of them inside!

  Zhuang Zhiyan's face was pale, his eyes lit up suddenly, he closed his fists, took Luo Ling's hand beside him, and smiled sadly: "I can hold Fairy Luo before I die, I will die without regret!"

  Luo Ling's body trembled, but he clenched the sword tightly with his other hand, and did not refuse.

  The dazzling and terrifying sword light, carrying the breath of death, slashed down towards the two of them with a "boom"!

   Immediately, it suddenly disappeared.

  The eyes of the two of them suddenly went dark, as if in a dream, the dark sky appeared again in their sight, and Sikong Yun who was holding a sword not far away and sneered on his face.

   Jianmang suddenly disappeared?

  The sneer on Sikong Yun's face also suddenly froze.

   "Brother Zhuang!"

  Luo Ling suddenly let out a cold shout, and then his figure flashed and flew over, and the sword that had already been charged in his hand suddenly slashed out!

  Zhuang Zhiyan suddenly came to his senses, and immediately rushed over with the last of his strength.

   "Shua!"

  The phantom of the mountain behind him appeared again!

  A look of panic suddenly appeared on Sikong Yun's face. He tiptoed and floated backwards. When he was about to raise the Dragon Chanting Sword in his hand, his face suddenly turned pale, and he put it away in a hurry.

  Even with his cultivation base, he couldn't use the Dragon Chanting Sword multiple times.

  Each move of the Dragon Yin Sword consumes a lot of his internal energy, and the sword just now has already made him unbearable.

   "Boom!"

  He had to use his bare hands and punched.

  Luo Ling's sword light, together with Zhuang Zhiyan's fist light, collided heavily with the shadow of his fist.

  Sikong Yun spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and was sent flying by the combined attack of the two.

  Luo Ling and Zhuang Zhiyan were shocked immediately, and they chased after him again without giving him any chance to breathe!

  Zhuang Zhiyan hurriedly swallowed the elixir while he was plundering.

  At the same time, he was holding a crystal clear primeval stone in one hand, and was rapidly recovering his strength.

  Si Kongyun had no choice but to retreat while fighting, and shouted loudly: "Junior Brother Wu!"

at the same time.

  Wu Tong happened to be chasing after him. He was about to pass when he heard the shout, when he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him, looking at him calmly.

"It's you!"

  Wu Tong looked at him suspiciously, and said, "You absorbed the old man's fist just now?"

Luo Qingzhou's voice was old and authentic: "It's the old man. The old man has been in seclusion for thousands of years. He wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but what he got in exchange was presumptuousness. Stop pretending. The old man is an ancient power, the realm of a martial god! Showdown Already!"

  Wu Tong: "???"

  At this time, Fairy Zixia and others who were hiding not far behind also saw this scene.

   "Zixia, that disciple of yours is so bold that he dared to block a great master by himself!"

   Luo Chang changed color.

  Fairy Zixia hurriedly jumped down from the tree, and said in a loud voice: "Aunt Luo, go and help! Master Uncle and Senior Luo are about to turn defeat into victory, so we must not allow Wu Tong and Sikong Yun to meet!"

   "Let's go! Let's fight and retreat, harass him!"

  Luo Shang immediately jumped off the tree, and when he landed, his chest jumped suddenly.

   "Flying, be careful!"

   Fairy Zixia immediately led the crowd and rushed over.

  Unexpectedly, at this moment, they suddenly froze and saw a terrifying scene.

The young man actually raised two fingers, with an unfathomable expression on his face, and slashed at Wu Tong lightly. With a "boom", a terrifying sword glow suddenly appeared from midair, instantly covering his entire face. The terrified Wu Tong was drowned inside!

   "Boom!"

  The huge sword glow landed with a crash!

   A loud noise, earth-shattering!

  A huge gully suddenly appeared on the ground, and a terrible storm of air waves roared and swept towards the surroundings!

  The deacon Wu, who had the cultivation of a great master, had no strength to resist, and was directly chopped off, with disheveled hair, **** flesh, and fell into the bottom of the pit!

  An arm is missing!

  Luo Shang and the others suddenly widened their eyes and opened their mouths slightly.

   "Master, Aunt Luo! He's not dead yet, so get him!"

  At this time, the boy was still standing there inscrutable, but suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly.

  Fairy Zixia and Luo Shang immediately reacted, and flew past with a "whoosh".

   "Punch me!"

   Fairy Zixia suddenly soared into the sky, her red dress fluttering, her pink fist suddenly became huge, like a terrible hammer, smashing it hard!

   "Eat my sword!"

  Luo Shang flew up with the sword in his hand, and slashed out with a sword, a dazzling sword glow flew towards the ravine!

"ah-"

  Wu Tong, who had just recovered his sanity, suddenly let out a shrill scream.

   Immediately, the smashed chest was shattered, the brain burst, and was cut in half by a sword.

   "Destroy the soul!"

  Fairy Zixia punched out again, and the red glow was so bright that it instantly wiped out Wu Tong's soul.

  Deacon Wu, who was a grand master of the Misty Immortal Sect, died in such a miserable way.

   He probably never imagined in his dreams that Senior Brother Sikong just called him to come over to help him, but why he was chopped down by Senior Brother Sikong's Dragon Yin Sword just as soon as he came over...

   "Aunt Luo, there are many treasures on this person!"

   Fairy Zixia suddenly looked at the corpse and said.

   Immediately took out the dagger, jumped into the pit, and began to search for the corpses.

  Luo Chang's eyes lit up when he heard it, and when he was about to jump down, he suddenly glanced at the young man not far away, and said with a dry smile: "Zixia, you can just take it, Aunt Luo is not interested in treasures."

   "Wow, there are intermediate magic weapons and extreme magic weapons!"

   "Wow, there are a lot of primordial stones, all of which are middle-grade primordial stones!"

   "Tsk tsk, there are still several thousand-year-old panacea!"

   "There are also pills!"

   Fairy Zixia was very excited in the pit.

  Luo Shang endured it, couldn't bear it anymore, immediately jumped up, threw himself on the ground, and said anxiously: "Zixia, leave a few for Aunt Luo! Aunt Luo has also contributed!"

  The deacon of Misty Immortal Sect naturally has a lot of treasures, and the quality must be good.

   They came to the ancient forbidden land to take risks this time, not for the purpose of cultivating resources.

   After a while.

  The two were satisfied, and they came out of the pit with unfinished wishes.

   "Wow!"

  Zixia flicked her finger.

  Wu Tong's body suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes!

   Immediately, like a little girl who got candy, she ran towards her apprentice with a happy face, and when she got close, she wondered: "My dear disciple, why are you standing still here? Are you not interested in treasures?"

  Luo Qingzhou's body suddenly went limp, leaning against her, and said: "Master, this disciple's legs are weak, give me a hand..."

   "Which leg?"

   Black Thunder's devouring skill, sister Yue said that it can be used three times.

  Although it was only the second time just now, the sword glow just now was so strong that he almost couldn't bear it. If he released it later, he would probably explode and die.

  The third time is definitely not usable.

   But the power is really terrifying.

   Leverage strength to fight strength.

  Using the way of the other, return it to the other body.

   This exercise is really easy to use!

  Fairy Zixia said with a pretty face: "The evil disciple, you deliberately took advantage of the teacher, right?"

  Luo Qingzhou leaned on her shoulder and said, "Master, this disciple really has weak legs... Also, the treasure you just snatched should belong to this disciple, right?"

  Fairy Zixia hurriedly supported him: "My dear apprentice, since you are injured, please stop talking, let's go, I will help you to a safe place for the teacher."

  The two masters and apprentices supported each other and walked forward affectionately.

  Luo Shang and the others followed behind with strange expressions on their faces.

  The girl in the white dress named Bai Weier, her slender jade fingertips, unconsciously condensed a little bit of frost.

   "Boom!"

  In the distance, the battle is still going on.

  Luo Qingzhou quickly took out the spiritual liquid and dripped a few drops into his palm.

  (end of this chapter)

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