Chapter 1196 Lonely Shadow, one person facing the enemy

Chapter 1196

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The magnificent Yuanli surged out of Su Rou's body, but the long sword in his hand turned into countless sharp swords, directly killing dozens of Yuanmen disciples who were besieged around him.

However, in the face of this tide-like attack, the power in her body obviously can't last long, and her beautiful cheeks are full of pale color.

However, even if there were bursts of weakness in her body, Su Rou still gritted her teeth tightly. She looked at the corpses all over the ground, her eyes were red, and there was a trace of powerlessness gushing out of her heart.

Now it is only the ordinary disciples of Yuanmen, and the most frightening elders of Yuanmen are looking at their resistance indifferently. Once they take action, the defense line of Jiutian Taiqing Palace will collapse in an instant.

Now they are just enjoying the crazy struggle before the death of the Jiutian Taiqing Palace.

"Sister Su Rou, be careful!"

While Su Rou was in a slight trance, a shout suddenly sounded, and then she suddenly came to her senses, and her pores all over her body suddenly shrank. In front of her, three sharp sword shadows, carrying extremely violent power, came suddenly.

These three offensives are extremely fierce. The person who attacked is obviously the real strong in the Yuanmen. Each of them is not weaker than Su Rou's strength. Now the three of them secretly attack has blocked all Su Rou's retreats. It is obviously impossible to resist the fatigue of the future at this time.

Su Rou also felt her own state. She looked at the sharp sword shadow that dilated rapidly in her eyes, and a helpless and sad color appeared at the corners of her mouth. Is the Nine-day Taiqing Palace really going to end like this?

"Wow!"

The fierce offensive came in an instant. However, just as the attack was about to fall on Su Rou's body, a blue rainbow suddenly penetrated the space and roared. In the middle of the blue light, the three strong men of Yuanmen, who lived a great success in the mysterious world, did not even make a scream. It burst into a bloody fog.

Bang Bang!

Qingguang passed by the three strong men of Yuanmen, but the momentum did not diminish, and there were many Yuanmen disciples in the rear. It was also at this time that he was eliminated by the sharp blue light. In an flash, in the tide attack of the Yuanmen, there was an empty space.

The sudden strong attack also caused the sound of fighting all over the world to stagnate. The disciples of the Jiutian Taiqing Palace, such as Su Rou, were first stunned, and then turned their heads suddenly, and then they were surprised to see it behind. A beautiful figure in a white skirt, holding a long sword, came slowly. The cold temperament was even colder at this time.

"Sister Qingzhu!"

Look at the shadow. Countless disciples of the Nine-day Taiqing Palace shouted loudly, and the morale that had been a little sluggish suddenly boosted.

"Sister!"

Su Rou looked at the woman in white who slowly came to her side. Although the latter was still covered by tulle, she could feel the chill and murderous intent on Ling Qingzhu's cheeks at this time.

"Little sister, thank you for your hard work." Ling Qingzhu looked at Su Rou, who was full of fatigue on her cheeks, and then looked at the disciples of Jiutian Taiqing Palace who were injured all around her. The jade hand holding the long sword trembled gently and said slowly.

"Sister, it is also our responsibility to protect the Jiutian Taiqing Palace." Su Rou shook her head and said.

Ling Qingzhu nodded gently. She looked up at the black clouds all over the sky. In the black clouds, there were Yuanmen disciples constantly pouring in. In the center of the black cloud, she could see several old figures, a powerful oppression permeated from their bodies, covering the whole Jiutian Taiqing Palace. They were the real The threat.

"Ha ha, there is finally a person who can see it. What's wrong? Where is the owner of the Nine-day Taiqing Palace?

In the sky, the elder of Yuanmen looked at Ling Qingzhu, smiled faintly, and then said again, "I forgot that she has been seriously injured by me. Maybe she has died now?"

Countless disciples of the Taiqing Palace were furious and stared at the elder of Yuanmen with hatred, and their bodies trembled slightly because of anger.

"It's you, have you hurt the master?"

Ling Qingzhu's cold and beautiful eyes were like a cold moon, staring at the elder of Yuanmen. When he held his jade hand, an extremely amazing breath suddenly swept out of his body and rushed straight to the sky.

The intensity of such breath has reached the level of the wheel, and somehow, although her breath is only the level of the wheel, the degree of danger emitted vaguely is especially stronger than the top strong man who touches the reincarnation!

"Oh?"

The elder of Yuanmen felt the breath of Ling Qingzhu, but his eyebrows were raised. He smiled indifferently and said, "Look at this appearance, it turns out that your palace master passed on your life's strength to you before his death, and you are not simple. Such an inheritance failure rate is ten **, but I didn't expect to be

"But what if you get the inheritance?"

The elder of Yuanmen showed sarcasm and said, "You even the lord of the palace has been defeated by me in person. Can you be my opponent as a junior?"

Ling Qingzhu's beautiful eyes just stared at the elder of Yuanmen quietly. His cold eyes, even the latter, frowned slightly, and immediately shook his head with a sneer and waved his hand: "Kill her."

"Yes!"

Behind him, an elder of the Yuanmen answered respectfully, and the back slowly walked out indifferently. With his steps out, the amazing breath also swept away, and in the depths of his eyes, there was an evil black light passing by.

The strength of this Yuanmen elder is obviously also out of the rotating level, and the degree of breath is obviously far from Zhao Kui, who was killed by Lin Dong before.

Obviously, this Yuanmen also made a lot of effort to solve the Jiutian Taiqing Palace.

"Sir, the nine-day Taiqing Palace returns to our Yuanmen, otherwise, you will definitely not stay in the Taiqing Palace!" The elder of Yuanmen stared at Ling Qingzhu coldly and shouted coldly.

However, in the face of his cold drink, Ling Qingzhu's eyes became colder and colder, and then she slowly stepped out, and the long sword in her hand suddenly cut out.

Buzz!

Just when her sword was cut out, the power of heaven and earth suddenly boiled. A blue light penetrated the void at an indescribable speed, as if even the space had been cut open.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, the elder of Yuanmen suddenly shrank his pupils and shouted harshly.

Before his shouting fell, the elder of Yuanmen's hair suddenly stood up, and a strong sense of danger flashed through his heart. The vast power is almost instantaneous, like a copper wall and an iron wall, wrapping it layer by layer.

"Wow!"

Defense has just been formed. The blue light has come and passed by. The vast surging Yuanli and the look on the face of the Elder Yuanmen were frozen in an instant at this time!

Cock.

The subtle voice suddenly came from the magnificent Yuanli defense, and then countless eyes were stunned to see, and the crack spread quickly. Finally, with a bang, the strong defense actually collapsed.

And when the defense collapsed, the body of the Yuanmen elder. It turned out to be a bang, bursting into a blood mist...

"Shh!"

The whole world is full of the sound of inhaling cold air at this time. No one could think of a super strong man in the wheel. Unexpectedly, he was killed by Ling Qingzhu in one move.

"Wow."

The blood fog rose, and a yuan god stained with some black light fled out, and the sad screams resounded through the sky: "Ah, you little bitch, how dare you destroy my body, I will definitely not spare you!"

"Humph. Useless things." The elder's eyes flashed coldly, and with a wave of the sleeve robe, he put the elder's hen into his sleeve, and then his gloomy eyes turned to the Ling Qingzhu, who was holding a long sword below. The latter's eyes were still cold, but on his cheeks, there seemed to be a faint paleness. Consumption.

"It's worthy of being the best disciple in the history of Jiutian Taiqing Palace. I'm afraid that such ability can't even be compared with your master!"

"But today, do you think you can save the Jiutian Taiqing Palace with your own strength?"

"All the disciples of Yuanmen listen to the order and wash the Jiutian Taiqing Palace with blood!" The elder's palm waved down angrily, and the shout was filled with tyrannical murderous intent.

"Yes!"

Hearing the elder shouting angrily, the disciples of the Yuan Sect also roared out overwhelmingly, and the murderous spirit surged all over the sky.

When Su Rou saw that the Yuanmen offensive was coming again, she also gritted her silver teeth and wanted to lead the crowd to resist.

"Little sister."

However, as she was about to do it, she was stopped by Ling Qingzhu in front of her. The latter looked at the tide-like offensive of the disciple of Yuanmen and whispered, "You lead many disciples to retreat. I'll break the queen."

"Sister Qingzhu!"

Su Rou was shocked. Although Ling Qingzhu showed amazing strength before, Yuanmen was powerful, and the most powerful elder of Yuanmen had never acted. How could Ling Qingzhu alone stop it?

"Sister, we are not afraid of death. Let's stay and coexist with the Jiutian Taiqing Palace!" The disciples of the Nine-day Taiqing Palace around also hurriedly said.

"You are dead, and the inheritance of the Nine-day Taiqing Palace will be broken..."

Ling Qingzhu held a long sword, and then she held it in her jade hand. A simple token appeared in her hand, and then her cold voice spread: "I order you to retreat immediately as the new owner of the Jiutian Taiqing Palace. Those who disobeyed the order should be expelled from the palace gate!"

"Sister!"

Countless disciples of the nine-day Taiqing Palace burst into tears and couldn't help kneeling down. The dark sea of people was spectacular.

"If you don't want me to die for nothing, you can listen to me."

Under the gauze, there seemed to be crystal tears falling down, and then dispersed in the wind. Then she looked up and slowly left in the face of the Yuanmen tide. The slender figure holding a long sword was lonely and resolute under the residual sun.

"Qingzhu's body can die, and the palace gate will never fall!"

Ling Qingzhu raised his head, but his cold voice resounded through the world with a sense of arrogance.

"I have backbone."

The elder of Yuanmen tested and smiled. In his eyes, there was an endless tyranny surging, and then he waved his palm, and the cold sound spread.

"Kill! Don't keep one!"

(I have returned to Hangzhou. The author's salon is over. It's exhausting. No wonder you. I also want to stay at home to be stable. I will close the gate in April for a month and finish the last wonderful martial arts carefully. Thank you.) RS