Chapter 151: Stop the War

The martial monk who was fighting was confused by the master who suddenly appeared. He saw this man wearing a strange battle robe, his clothes were flying, silver talismans appeared, and he was wearing a simple mask. He felt even more unthinkable to fight outsiders. All the focus was on Yi Shuihan for a moment, and the battle situation was already white-hot. As soon as the battle eased, a surprise scream came from the air: "Xiaoqing."

Bai Xiaoqing ignored it and buried her head deeply in Yi Shuihan's chest. Her body no longer trembled, but she suffered so much that she could not adjust her mind once she had been relying on it for so long. She was deeply obsessed with the unique masculine aura.

A middle-aged man in the green robe called out in the sky but saw his daughter unmoved. He was very surprised. He was Bai Xiaoqing's father Bai Yong. In fact, this man's rebellion against the Zhuque Sect was related to his daughter's disappearance.

As an instructor, Bai Yong had the responsibility to supervise the martial arts monks in the sect. Who would have thought that he would accidentally offend the elder with a prominent status in the sect? The elder's grandson was found to be directly handed over to the Space Hall for handling because he embezzled a resource star. So he formed a beam and the black hand in the sect reached out to him. He encountered several accidents before he could notice the whole thing. In order to live a good life in the future, Bai Yong secretly contacted several friends of the Qinglong Gate. After returning, he found that his daughter had disappeared for no reason and was extremely frightened and angry. After tracing for a while, he found that he had nothing to do. He thought it was the elder's revenge, which made him even more determined to be rebellious. Because the inspector's position was special, he knew some secrets at the upper level, which caused a sensation in the sect for a while.

Unexpectedly, a few months later, the news of the Zhuque Sect captured Bai Xiaoqing, which made Bai Yong a little confused. He knew that the punishment for rebellion was very serious, so he was afraid that he would not succeed when he went to the prisoner to replace the people. So he used the Angel Empire's civil war to gather some masters and idle martial monks in the Qinglong Gate to rescue his daughter. However, the Zhuque Sect was extremely powerful and ranked first among the five gates. He mobilized his whole body. Bai Yong actively prepared to be known to the outside world and became the fuse, so he simply fought happily. Under the instruction of the great elder of the Saint Lord Hall, a full-scale war broke out today.

Yi Shuihan, no matter what day it is today, no matter how closely these inside stories are related to him, even if he knows all this, he will take Bai Xiaoqing away, and the identified enemies will also be eliminated.

The titanium crystal knife in the distance changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, and the accumulated sword momentum turned into a majestic energy tide, one wave after another, continuous. It induces countless thunderbolt lightnings, which means turning the rivers and seas. Battle patterns have already appeared on Yi Shuihan's face, but the elf's ears are very suppressed. This is the method taught by my father. If his ability is improved, even the battle patterns can be hidden.

Whether it was the Suzaku Gate or the Qinglong Gate, they were all shocked by the sword force and retreated. Several of them had poor cultivation and were directly injured and fell down. The nine masters locked in the sword force lined up in a defensive formation, and the laser swords on the two were destroyed by the lightning. The magnetic storm and lightning even numbed their arms, and they looked at the black-haired boy opposite in surprise.

The Qinglongmen martial cultivator could no longer hold on. Suddenly, a master rescued the target figure Bai Xiaoqing thought it was his strong support. Although Yi Shuihan's sword force was not distinguished from the enemy, how could he care about so many on the battlefield? These martial cultivators with different costumes quickly withdrew from a certain range to clear out enough space.

At this time, the people from Zhuque Sect reacted, thinking that where did the domineering boy come from, it was so powerful that a group of Zhuque Sect martial monks rushed over recently, but they didn't expect that the purple and red flames first encountered. It would be difficult to extinguish if they touched a little bit. Only then did they realize that the fire in front of them was powerful.

Clusters of flames burned vigorously in the air, the temperature rose sharply, the heat waves rolled, and the scene was amazing. The martial arts masters of the Zhuque Sect knew that there was an amazing person. In this case, only the twelve-level masters cultivated their fire source ability to the peak. But the person in front of him obviously did not have that high cultivation, so why did he form such a large scale fire energy? It was really strange. They naturally didn't know that Yi Shuihan used the fire feathers to condense fire energy for thousands of years to reach an incredible level.

The old man in the red-clothed Suzaku Sect almost had a bump on his eyebrows. His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief. The black-haired young man showed only sixth ranks at the beginning. Then he reached the eighth rank. When he took over nine martial arts masters in the back hall, he seemed to have changed and reached a level close to tenth ranks. These were enough to surprise the elder of the Suzaku Sect, but he didn't expect that he would induce such powerful fire energy at the moment. Who is this kid?

The flames were quickly gathered together, and the titanium crystal sword trembled and formed into a three-meter-long blue black flame blade. Yi Shuihan's anger also burned even more vigorously. It was a long time when Feng Saturn failed to protect his mother, which was the eternal pain of his heart. At that time, he was extremely cowardly, and even wanted to break the jar and give up, hoping to die in the dark ditch behind the bar. After that, all the situations were like mother protecting her in the dark, and they were all over the place. However, when the people around him were hurt, it made the heart full of self-blame and resentment, and his heart was like a knife. He didn't look at any level of cultivation. He killed one, killed two, and anyone in red clothes should die.

The three-meter-long blue-black blade was thrown out in just one second. How powerful is this energy converging to a certain extent? Although the main body is only three meters, the length of the blade breaking through the air is 500 meters. If you don’t reach the sixth level, you will die. There is no suspense.

The old man in red saw the fire blade coming, and he grabbed the two confidants in front of him with a strange cry and floated out. The old man's combat experience is indeed incomparable, and his vision is very unique. He has escaped a disaster, but the others who have been blocked by the Fire Blade are not so lucky. Most of them exploded directly in the air and died. Those with a little fire also tried their best to fight the fire that entered the body. It is normal to fall from the air. However, the fire blade has not stopped and is in the same place as the Suzaku Hall, and it will directly scrap the luxurious building. The fire light that soars into the sky cannot be extinguished for a long time. It can be foreseen that this place will become a scorched earth.

After all, the long sword in Yi Shuihan's hand could not bear the huge fire ability. After being shot out by his shaking hands, it exploded into millions of silver stars, and disappeared into the air in a short while.

This sword suppressed everyone, with absolute strength. No one present dared to pat his chest and said that he could use half of the attack power of this sword. Bai Xiaoqing's father looked at the person holding his daughter in surprise. Although he was wearing a mask, he could feel that this person was very young and was definitely not the kind of old monster living in seclusion. He thought to himself: Xiaoqing's disappearance might be related to this person. It's all because he has been patrolling outside for a long time and rarely communicates with his daughter. It's not my father who rescued her but someone else. No wonder the child ignored me.

The old man in red was so angry that his teeth were itchy. He really wanted to swallow Yi Shuihan alive. The trusted martial monks he had trained had been 500 years old and were injured more. There were 108 elders in the name of the Saint Lord Hall. However, they had lived in the martial arts star for a long time and were all powerful and direct members. Under the five sects, many honorary elders were attracted to serve as thugs. The old man in red was the direct line in charge of the Zhuque Palace, and his subordinates ordered three elders and seven honorary elders. He was very powerful. He could call the wind and rain in the Angel Empire. Those forces outside the Saint Lord Hall were so flattering that they could bear this aura. He shouted: "Listen to the people in the sect, I will kill this person with the order of the great elder in the sect."

Bai Yong has already left the battle circle, and the camps on both sides are very wide, and Yi Shuihan is in the middle.

Although he slashed many people with one sword, the Zhuque Sect was powerful, and there were already 5,000 people gathered together, and the individual strength was also good. In comparison, Bai Yong had a number of 7,000 people on the map. The main force was less than 3,000 people, and his cultivation was far inferior. Just now, there were already scattered martial monks who had lost their feet, otherwise the number of people would be even greater.

These changes happened in less than three minutes. The elder dared not refuse to follow him. The martial arts monks of the Zhuque Sect were of outstanding quality and flocked to him. Bai Yong didn't want his daughter to make any mistakes. He was about to ask everyone to fight again but was stopped by one person.

"Old Bai, let's not move first, let's see the situation." The person who spoke was Mode, the head of the Qinglongmen Sect, for this operation. This man was wearing a blue dress. His face was dark and his pair of slightly red pupils were unique.

Bai Yong was helpless. This action involved Qinglong Gate. He was only one of the people in charge. He had just joined him but could not win full trust. He clenched his fists and said coldly: "Murde, you are not a friend enough, forget it, I will go by myself." After that, he was about to help Yi Shuihan, but he was pulled by Mode.

"Old Bai, don't be impulsive. Look."

Bai Yong calmly watched, and took a breath of air conditioning in surprise. He thought to himself, "What is this?"

Yi Shuihan was already crazy. Facing the rush of the warriors in red, he didn't even move his eyebrows. The blade of sinking hung above his head, buzzing like a dragon's roar, and a circle of circular platforms appeared under his feet. This platform was very unusual, as if it was a blooming flower. It was a hundred meters in diameter when it first appeared, and it instantly shrank to a five-meter range. Four shiny crystals on the flower platform kept rotating and emitting dazzling light, like a small sun. The gel turned into a ribbon to protect Bai Xiaoqing, or held her on the flower platform. Yi Shuihan held both swords in his hand, and could feel the coldness on the titanium crystal blade from a distance.

The appearance of the flower of the sage accompanying the la la caused the air pressure around to drop a lot, as if indicating the beginning of a war, and there was a little darkness in the air.

Before the martial arts monks of the Vermilion Bird Sect arrived, the source abilities mixed with various lights had arrived first as long-range attack methods. Unfortunately, this was not enough. The four crystals on the flower platform shone brightly, and these mixed source abilities were all dissolved, and a large part of them were even swallowed by the flower platform under their feet.

The Blade of Desolation almost became a round that could not be transformed into a blood blade. These people had already used the power of the artifact before they got close. They poured forward blood-colored energy blades without capital. Thousands of blood blades of more than two meters long were shocked. These martial monks were shocked and quickly drew their swords to resist. The weapons were good and they had no time to resist. It took a lot of effort to stabilize their bodies. However, Yi Shuihan did not give them any extra chance. The supreme fire could be emitted from the air, and a layer of invisible heat wave swept through. Anyone who was not careful would be wrapped by the fire. In an instant, more than a dozen fire balls were wailing in the air and slammed into the air, disrupting the attack array.

Bai Yong and Mode looked at each other in the distance, and they both saw the other person's eyes shocked. Where did this mysterious figure come from? Even if the Holy Lord Hall is in charge of the General Hall, it is rumored that the elder of the General Hall has privately raised a few unscrupulous and powerful guys. Is this one of them?

There were speculations, and the two of them stared at Yi Shuihan intently, but ignored that the people around them had unconsciously retreated far away, looking at the battlefield, kidding, this kind of killing god exists, and no one wants to be affected regardless of the enemy and me. They are very grateful that Zhuquemen is in trouble this time.

Yi Shuihan rushed out of the flower platform with his knife. Bai Xiaoqing raised her head and felt his breath. She was very worried. Her sensitivity had already noticed her surroundings. She wanted to go out to help, but was protected by an extraordinary force field and it was difficult to rush out.

Kongkong'er was not vague, and he kept turning on the space barrier. Yishui was moving quickly, with a shadow on his body, and he could hide in the middle like a ghost. He was elusive, and no one would know where the titanium crystal knife would appear in the next moment. When he knew it was too late, there would always be someone who would be cut in half.

The blood was stained in the air. Since the martial arts monks had protective energy, they sometimes did not cut enough, and the blade only entered halfway, and Yi Shuihan was not interested in fighting. He left as soon as he touched the knife. He thought that no one could stop the ground, so he brought up blood arrows. After a while, there were ghostly afterimages everywhere in the air. When the old man in red saw that it was not good, his subordinates became lambs to be slaughtered, and joined forces with all the martial arts monks to rush over.

I originally wanted to consume Yi Shuihan's energy and then take action, but I never dreamed that this black-haired boy had a lot of weirdness all over his body. The things he made were powerful. The first group of martial arts monks rushed forward had gone but never returned, and they all fell into half and were seriously injured. Yi Shuihan was not relaxed. He felt a wave of empty and powerlessness, and was noticed by a seventh-level martial arts monk who rushed over. This man was brave enough to fight for both losses and attack. Although he was lucky enough to avoid it, a trace of blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were churning violently, which seemed to have been affected.

Even if the flower of the slinger is released, it is only used to protect Bai Xiaoqing. It is no longer suitable to use large-scale source ability attacks. At the beginning, the Condensation Flame Knife had consumed a lot of fire energy. At that time, I was a little confused. Now I calmed down and tried to attack cleanly and neatly without any delay. Since killing one person consumed one point of energy, it would never cost a little more.

The sword shadows were everywhere, and the masters belonging to the Vermillion Bird Palace arrived. The people from Qinglongmen were interested in watching the fun and might even take advantage of the situation. However, the old man in red could not take care of so much, so he had to solve this crazy killing god first.

There were fifty-six masters above the seventh level, and more than thirty-seventh level martial monks with outstanding combat power participated, and the others retreated. This place is no longer suitable for mediocre players.

"Boy called you crazy. Everyone." The old man in red was also a little crazy, his eyes were killed. Some of the dead were his younger generations. He had shaken his foundation for many years with just one person. What's so great?

Yi Shuihan stopped and was wrapped in the center by a group of masters. The combination of the spiritual power of these people has already restricted him. Perhaps one person cannot lock it up. However, so many people can be combined with their layers of spirit and can't stand it even if they are strong. The old man in red took the lead in condensing his spiritual power and suppressed it. Suddenly, the defensive use of the God-slandered halo defense to the extreme, but in the end he could not resist such a "pop" of blood squirting out. Seeing that Lie Xinxi was the masters of the Suzaku Sect, they worked hard to trap this person, hoping to end the battle quickly.

The sky does not follow people's wishes. The more I hope to stop, the more I will continue. The blue light wheel behind Yi Shuihan's head gradually weakened and almost disappeared from the naked eye. Bloodlines oozed out of his entire orifices, and his skin turned dark red. Some capillaries were rupturing, but they did not fall down.

The situation was in jeopardy, Bai Yong could no longer watch and gestured, and defected to the battlefield again. His meaning was to rescue his daughter first, and those martial monks of the Suzaku Sect who besieged the Zhuque Sect who accompanied the Flower of Lazhi was the first to be attacked.

The martial monks of Zhuque Sect also knew it. Seeing that the elders were about to take down the killing god, in order to gain time to arrange a long formation in front of the battle circle to defend, the two sides collided again, and no one paid attention to the thrilling contest on the other side.

Yi Shuihan felt very bad, and the energy to resist in his body was no longer helpful. Fortunately, the host star soul was supporting him, but what's the use?

When the old man in red saw that he started fighting again, he was anxious. Without the masters, he could not resist the juniors. He snorted coldly and burst out with a thunderous force, and all his mental power was pressing on Yi Shuihan.

Although mental attacks are rare, they are ultimately naked suppression. Other experts know the intention of the old man in red when he is constrained. They quickly exert all their strength. The unparalleled mental ability even causes distortion around Yi Shuihan's body. If you can't think of a way to escape from this person, you will become an idiot, and even your brain bursts and die.

The more fierce the oppression is, the more potential it can be stimulated in Yi Shuihan's physique. Not only does the star soul stir up the blue energy to protect the master, but even the star marks slanted on the shoulders rise to resist. The particle flow was squeezed out of the body a little bit, and the golden light flashed the star marks exploded, forming a shock wave that made the surrounding masters dazzled. The boy who thought he had suppressed himself chose to explode, and he did not dare to neglect. He gritted his teeth and bound it with one hundred and twenty percent of the force.

He has never suffered such a crisis since his debut. Even in the Netherworld Garden, he is not as close to death as today. Yi Shuihan has closed his eyes, breathed for a long time, his pulse is weak, and only a layer of green light covers his head, and his breath is about to be isolated.

Bai Xiaoqing could not see the scene, but felt that the sense of sensation with Yi Shuihan became increasingly misty, and gradually became impossible to find. A heart was extremely anxious, and his lips were pale, but he was hateful that he could not move. The Blade of Desolation was intercepted and could not save him in time. He cried out with a writhful cry and almost lost all his mental power to pull him, constantly calling on Yi Shuihan to respond.

The clouds in the sky were a little low, and it seemed very depressing. Just when the old man in red thought that he had almost won the battle, Yi Shuihan was cold, a golden light belt pulled out from behind the tomb robber. The light belt was very light, and even made people think it was dazzled. The next moment, the light belt wrapped around the closest martial arts master. Before he could react, he was wrapped around the belt and fell down with blood and blood. The golden light belt was strong and shrunk back. Everyone found that the mysterious black-haired figure was suppressed and raised his head and murmured softly: "I really didn't expect it to merge under this situation. What's the name?" As if he asked himself, he paused and said, "Just call it Zhi Zhan Shu!"
Chapter completed!