togophonebook Chapter 213 Borrowing A Knife To Kill!
Chapter 213 Borrowing A Knife To Kill!
"A group of ants!"
Bathed in thunder and lightning, Lin Xiaoyang was furious and fighting spirit, strode towards Maoshan and the remaining two elders.
The lightning on her body is getting stronger and stronger, and there are signs of running out of control, and it seems that she can't control it herself.
"Old Seven!"
"Stinky girls, are you a master?"
"Two masters?"
"Master Qin of Hundred Steps Divine Fist?!"
Seeing that the seventh elder turned into a charred corpse, the elder Liu, who was holding a human-faced drum, and the fifth elder who controlled the green-eyed old man who knew Xia Qinglan, all had their scalps numb and their hearts stopped beating.
The green-eyed old man never imagined that this arrogant woman was a cultivator with master-level combat power, and even a face and drum could not suppress her soul.
What is even more hopeless is that another young man who is not in their eyes is actually Master Qin!
And most of them are Master Qin who is famous in Jiangbei!
On the other hand, Liu Mengyao went back and forth, with a cold and arrogant gaze, while the five masters of the Murong family were gone forever and had been completely eliminated by her.
The mana fluctuations on her body are also comparable to the master level.
"Three masters!"
"Liu Mengyao, you already have master-level combat power? How is this possible!"
Feeling the terrifying infuriating fluctuations in Liu Mengyao's palm, the green-eyed old man's thin body was shocked again, and he couldn't believe his eyes at all.
"Don't kill yourself, let go quickly."
Qin Fan's eyes were like knives, staring at the green-eyed old man: "As long as you let him go, I'm willing to let you go today."
"We are all master-level figures, and we keep our word!"
Liu Mengyao frowned, why did Qin Fan change his words?
She didn't know, Qin Fan had already seen that the green-eyed old man had a trump card.
The sixth elder was already frightened, and said tremblingly: "Five senior brothers, those are three masters of the master level, otherwise, let's let them go."
Today, if the hostages are not released, or if the hostages are killed, they will definitely be terminated here and wiped out.
Three master-level cultivators, that's no joke.
However, the green-eyed old man glanced around at the three of them, but he laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that the old man would be besieged by three masters of master-level combat power one day! I am afraid that this waiting treatment is unique in the world, what a glory!"
"Master Qin! Liu Mengyao! And the stinky mother-in-law who killed my seventh junior brother. Do you think that we did not take the grandmaster into account when we acted in Maoshan tonight?"
"This time, our grandmaster is also under our consideration. We have to bring this bitch. Even if the grandmaster comes, it will not be able to stop the pace of our Maoshan."
With that said, the green-eyed old man carried a head-sized clay pot in his hand.
"What is that?" Liu Mengyao asked, instinctively creating a strong sense of crisis towards the pot.
Lin Xiaoyang also stopped subconsciously, staring at the pottery pot, and there was a touch of fear under his cold and contemptuous eyes.
Maoshan is a famous mountain for thousands of years, with a cross-flowing background, and it is responsible for catching ghosts and cultivating ghosts.
This pottery pot is wrapped in a mysterious soil, completely sealed, coupled with dense yellow talismans, as powerful as Liu Mengyao and Lin Xiaoyang, they don't even know what is in the pottery pot.
When the seventh elder saw the pot and the yellow seal on the pot, he was overjoyed: "Sixth Senior Brother, you actually invited the thousand-year disaster?"
The green-eyed old man looked smug and fearless, looked at Qin Fan and the other three: "Do you know what is the great disaster of the millennium?"
Hearing these three words, Lin Xiaoyang's face stiffened and he took a few steps back: "Master Qin, Liu Mengyao, if you don't want that woman to die, don't act rashly!"
Lin Xiaoyang was bathed in thunder and lightning, and his temper was grumpy and hard to control, but at the moment he was scared to calm down by the contents of the clay pot, which made Liu Mengyao's forehead unable to contain a row of fine cold sweat.
She looked at Qin Fan: "What is that?"
Qin Fan's eyes were like a prison: "If I guessed correctly, it should be a thousand-year-old ghost king. Even if it's not, it's almost the same."
"Once this thing is released, Sister Qinglan will die."
"You stand back, you can't fight this thing."
Liu Mengyao heard the words, and her delicate body softened immediately, a thousand-year-old ghost king?
Hearing this name, her tender white legs were slightly weak, and she immediately took a hundred steps back.
The green-eyed old man shouted: "Master Qin, Liu Mengyao, and another stinky bitch, since you all know that the pottery contains a thousand-year-old ghost king, then hurry up and get out."
"Tomorrow, take Murong Qingxue up to Maoshan to replace him."
"Otherwise, the old man will crush the clay pot."
"Every time a thousand-year-old ghost king is born, there must be life and death, thousands of casualties, and martial arts masters must retreat for thousands of miles, not to mention President Xia will die, it is you Liu Mengyao, Master Qin, with your soul cultivation strength, maybe your soul will be destroyed. This thousand-year-old catastrophe is eaten."
Liu Mengyao scolded: "Just us dying? You are no exception, calm down for me."
The green-eyed old man smiled grimly: "Then die together, the fish will die and the net will be broken."
"We two stinky old men, in exchange for you three young heroes, are you afraid that you will not succeed?"
Liu Mengyao's delicate body was shocked: "Wait for me for ten minutes, I will ask Murong Qingxue to come here!"
"We will never play false!"
"I promise, she is absolutely not injured, and her strength is still at the peak!"
The green-eyed old man hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Everyone knows that when the Thousand Year Ghost King comes out, everyone will die.
But he didn't know that Maoshan's lineage cultivated a secret method and could communicate with ghosts and spirits.
And he, as the fifth elder of Maoshan, has the ability to possess a thousand-year-old ghost king. Once the thousand-year-old ghost king is possessed, his strength will skyrocket, and his spiritual sense can kill people.
This is his real killer.
And if these three people escape, it may not be Master Qin who will go to Maoshan in the future.
It's the Liu family's army of thousands of horses, and they have to level Maoshan!
Regardless of whether it is Master Qin, or the woman who masters thunder and lightning, they are all excellent bodies, and they can be used to refine top-level puppets and serve as containers for the thousand-year-old ghost king.
With two containers, his power as a ghost person will be greatly increased, and he will stand proudly in the realm of self-cultivation.
Liu Mengyao raised her phone and turned on the speakerphone. She said coldly, "Okay, I'll call someone right away."
After a while, Murong Qingxue answered the phone: "You go down the mountain, where there is lightning, that's where we are."
"Lin Xiaoyang, give the signal."
Lin Xiaoyang flicked his finger against the sky, piercing the sky for 100 meters, illuminating the night sky.
At the top of Phoenix Mountain, you can see the night view of the east bank of Xuanwu Lake.
Next, is to wait.
Just five minutes later.
Whoosh!
A black shadow on the top of the jungle, walking on the leaves, looks like a fright.
As soon as everyone heard the voice, Murong Qingxue appeared in front of her, with extraordinary leg strength, and it took ten kilometers and five minutes to arrive.
"Senior Nephew Murong! I'm Uncle Fifth! Ghost Daoist, come here!" The green-eyed old man saw that Murong Qingxue's freedom was not restricted, so he waved quickly!
Qin Fan also immediately sent a voice transmission to Murong Qingxue.
When Murong Qingxue heard Qin Fan's words, she immediately flashed and appeared beside the ghostly man: "Uncle, my meridians were sealed by Master Qin before, so I can only pretend to compromise. Now that my strength has recovered, the elders don't have to worry."
"Give me the hostages, and we will join forces to kill them."
The green-eyed old man was immediately overjoyed: "Good!"
Without further ado, the green-eyed old man threw the hostage to Murong Qingxue.
Murong Qingxue already has the strength above a grandmaster, she can only be foolproof by holding the hostage!
The moment Murong Qingxue hugged Xia Qinglan, she immediately slapped her black hand, and with a flick of her finger, a sword qi burst out of the air, only half a meter away from the green-eyed old man.
Pfft!
The green-eyed old man's chest splashed with blood.
With a heavy blow, Murong Qingxue took Xia Qinglan a hundred paces away.
The green-eyed old man immediately widened his eyes: "Nephew Murong, you are..."
"Five senior brothers!"
Elder Liu was so frightened that he fell to the ground!