Zhao Yisu drew a messy parabola from the air, fell into the large net in the sky, and was buried alive by the gems rolling in from all directions.
Grandma is a weakling, and she would be happy to be buried on the spot.
She frantically packed these valuable things into her storage bag, putting one here and the other into the system and converting them into the reserve value of the spiritual power warehouse.
Seeing that the reserve value was rising little by little, but still far away from 5%, Zhao Yisu shouted: "Not enough! Come again!"
Jiang Yunchen didn't show any politeness and flew directly up. Another whip knocked down the entire building. More gems fell from the sky and fell into the big net. Zhao Yisu's face was splashed with his bag. Any ordinary person would have been bricked. A large gem was smashed into the head and caused a concussion.
But who is Zhao Yisu? After seeing Qian, all her illnesses and pains were cured. Even if she was accidentally hit on the head by a gem, it wasn't pain, it was the touch of money!
She just wished that her eyes would turn into the shape of gold coins, rolling around in the net bag, and having close contact with all the gems.
Seeing her silly look, Jiang Yunchen curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, and then suddenly said, "Are you sure it will work?" Because he found that the speed of devouring the Soul-Destroying Pill was still going on, and it had almost swallowed up most of Zhao Yisu's body.
Zhao Yisu: "It works! Keep going! Don't stop, I'm feeling great!"
So Jiang Yunchen whipped him a few more times, bang! Snapped! Snapped! Along with his strong spiritual power, the gorgeous pavilions on Penglai Island turned into smoke one after another...
Gu Qianning and Ping Junhua in the distance were dumbfounded.
Ping Junhua: "They were... robbing?"
Of course Gu Qianning was also shocked, but she quickly tried to restrain the shock: "So what about robbery? Penglai Pavilion is trying to save our lives, so it's cheap to take some money from them!"
Ping Junhua thought about it...it makes sense! He rubbed his hands: "I want to go too!"
It's a pity that the people in Penglai Pavilion should be awakened by such a big movement, even if they are all fools. Seeing Jiang Yunchen wreaking havoc in the air, the monks were stunned and in disbelief at first, and then flew upwards shouting: "Stop them!"
——"You dare to come to Penglai Pavilion and act wild, you are so tired of living!"
——"Hurry and report to the Pavilion Master and several elders!"
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Countless disciples shouted and attacked towards the sky. No matter how powerful Jiang Yunchen was, he just felt that his arms were not enough, so he swung down a few whips and whipped the fourth and fifth-grade monks who were leading the attack, one by one, and packed them all away. Throw it in the direction of Qian Ning.
Gu Qianning cursed secretly - You are so rude!
Without hesitation, he took out the ice edge and fought with the monks.
Ping Junhua originally thought about stepping forward to take advantage, but when he saw this, he immediately backed away - he couldn't afford to offend him, he couldn't afford to offend him, so it was better to be protected by Ren Jinghua and Lin Yuan.
However, Gu Qianning called his name in the air: "Ping Junhua! Come and help!"
Ping Junhua pointed at the crispy duo behind him and said, "I have to protect my teammates."
"No need." Ren Jinghua had already stood up on the spot. He didn't know if he had taken some good elixir, but he quickly replenished his spiritual power.
As for Lin Yuan next to him, the loss of spiritual power stopped when Zhao Yisu killed Chao Shan. The spiritual power that Ren Jinghua sent to him finally took effect, turning him from a shriveled withered man to a living person. Son.
Lin Yuan was still weak, but he said: "Leave me alone and go help."
Ren Jinghua nodded and slapped an invisibility charm on him, telling Lin Yuan to hide well so as not to be accidentally injured.
Then he raised his hand, and somehow he transformed on the spot - a black burqa appeared on him, and there was half a mask on his handsome face, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes. If he had another curved sickle in his hand, he would be like a god of death.
But the weapon in his hand is not a sickle, it is a heavy sword.
This sword was much wider than an ordinary sword. The blade was very thick and engraved with complex patterns. The whole body was black and gold, which matched his attire very well. It was sassy and eye-catching.
People who are familiar with Ren Jinghua know that if he changes into this outfit, it means that he is going to go on a killing spree.
"Cang!" The long sword in his hand was thrown out, knocking away a hidden weapon flying towards Gu Qianning in the air.
Ren Jinghua flew forward, his black cloak drawing a cool arc in the air, flashed behind Gu Qianning, took back his heavy sword and swung the monk in front of him away with his backhand!
"Thank you." Gu Qianning actually had time to say thank you, which made the fifth-grade monks who besieged her feel extremely shameful and humiliated!
——"Set up the formation!"
The leader shouted, as if he was going to set up some kind of spiritual formation. Of course, before the formation could be formed, he was struck down by Ren Jinghua's sword!
A circle of sword light swayed in the air, and the sword light slowly fell to the ground, silently, but exploded in an instant——
"Ah!" Those Penglai Pavilion monks who overestimated their capabilities screamed and tried to fly out in all directions. Those who were blocked by walls were stuck to the walls, those blocked by trees were hung on trees, and those who were not blocked by anything went directly to the sky. Covered by clouds, not even a shadow could be seen.
Gu Qianning couldn't help but praise: "What a sword!"
As she spoke, she turned sideways in the air and easily grabbed a sword from her opponent. With a slight backhand move, she knocked over the flying magic weapon at the monk's feet. The opponent then lost his center of gravity in the air and fell downwards. Gu Qianning pretended to stick out her sword to catch him. The male cultivator was also stunned by the fall, and even subconsciously reached out to grab him. Gu Qianning sneered and took advantage of the situation to lift the man from high in the air. He picked it up again and hung it on the tip of the sword like a pendant, swinging it around in a circle.
Therefore, the disciples who were waiting for the attack hurriedly withdrew their attacks, fearing that they would accidentally injure their fellow disciples, and retreated in all directions with low voices.
Gu Qianning threw the useless "sword pendant" and the whole sword into the distance. With a "clang", the tip of the sword accurately stuck in the center of the lintel of the waterside pavilion in the distance, and the one that was regarded as the "sword pendant" The disciple was hanging there, frightened and drifting in the wind. This situation was like a huge mockery of Penglai Pavilion.
When Ren Jinghua saw this, he laughed loudly: "You are also good at swordsmanship!"
Gu Qianning: "...can you change the word?"
The two of them had a great time fighting in the air, and all the anger and grievances they had accumulated since landing on the island were released. Those disciples counted them all. Jiang Yunchen, Zhao Yisu, Gu Qianning, and Ren Jinghua were all in the air. They were all tough, but they couldn't beat them all?
hateful!
A monk with a crew cut looked around, aimed at the "soft persimmon" Ping Junhua standing on the ground, and shouted: "Cut that one! That one is a coward!"
