"Hey, Mr. Yu, it's okay if this kid doesn't come, but Yao Pofeng, the second generation ancestor, didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, and he actually asked him to help me! I feel sick just looking at it, not to mention that I have to take care of the little kid. Uncle Master is protecting him, are you angry or not?"
Lu Donglin sighed and rubbed his temples again. This problem seemed to be very distressing for him.
However, Han Yu's eyes flashed with sinisterness, and his voice was like a seductive devil, saying:
"Brother Donglin, isn't this difficult to handle?"
"Hey, does Mr. Yu have any good ideas?"
"It's just a trivial matter, why is it so difficult?"
"Please give me some advice from Master Yu. Donglin is very grateful!"
Lu Donglin did not doubt Han Yu's purpose at all. His big watery eyes could make the little king's body hairy, so he quickly said:
"Ahem, Jing Citian's battle front keeps shrinking, and if it continues like this, everyone may be affected. Fortunately, Yao Ershao has a great sense of justice. Saving me would be in dire straits, but death and injury are inevitable. The young monk named Qingyun unfortunately died. The mouth of a strange beast, what a pity!”
Han Yu pretended to say such a long paragraph, but Lu Donglin was confused. However, after thinking about it for a moment, he quickly shook his head like a rattle:
"No, no, isn't this killing someone with a borrowed knife? How could I, a member of the Jingci Tianmen, do such a despicable and shameless thing!"
"Mad, you are despicable and shameless, you are the one doing this!"
Hearing this, Han Yu felt that his lungs were about to burst with anger, but he could only curse in his heart, with a loving smile like a brother on his face.
However, Lu Donglin's next words immediately made him despise this seemingly innocent young man:
"What if he survives by luck? Also, my junior uncle will definitely be unhappy if he does this!"
"It's easy to handle this way. Brother Donglin only needs to go to the war zone for a while, and I will send a few subordinates to assist you secretly. While protecting you, I will also ensure that the brat dies cleanly. By then, even after Fairy Yao comes out of seclusion Knowing this, she can't blame you. After all, the dignified leader has no choice but to go into battle in person, so why should you be buried with that kid?"
"This is a good idea!"
Lu Donglin rolled his eyes, his heart obviously shaken, but he still said worriedly:
"But as the leader, how can I leave the central army without permission?"
Han Yu smiled mysteriously and said softly:
"Isn't there still me? Brother Donglin, don't worry, but if you lose this opportunity, if you let that brat get the chance first, won't it be too late for Brother Donglin to regret it? How can a mountain villager deserve it? Fairy Yao!"
"That's right! Who is he? How can he be compared with me!"
Although Lu Donglin cursed, he showed a proud smile on his face and said:
"Okay, this saves Yu Shao a lot of trouble. I will give the order to leave immediately. Donglin will be grateful to you once the job is done!"
"Brother Donglin is so polite as a friend, so Han would like to congratulate you in advance, brother, for a beautiful girl in your arms!"
"Hahaha, Tuoyu is so lucky! Tuoyu is so lucky!"
In this way, with one person who was not experienced in the world and the other who harbored evil intentions, the Little Heavenly King deceived the general out of the Chinese army camp so easily, and the unlucky Qingyun also suffered this unreasonable disaster.
In a dense forest far away from the war zone.
"Seniors, we are surrounded by powerful enemies. We are all Jiuzhou monks. Why did you force me to this desolate place?"
With Qingyun's cautious character, he had naturally discovered that the three Yuanhua Realm monks seemed to have something up his sleeve. However, it was just as the two armies were fighting, so he didn't take it too seriously.
When there were no more friendly troops or enemies around him, he realized that he was surrounded by four monks in the early stage of Yuan Hua Realm.
There were three of them whom he didn't recognize. The figure of another young monk seemed familiar, but his face was covered. He was naturally Lu Donglin.
"Boy, are you Qingyun?"
A tall and thin monk in his thirties asked in a cold voice, as if he wanted to play with his prey before it died.
Qingyun's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he was still thinking about how to deal with these people, when he heard the masked young monk urging in a hoarse voice:
"Hurry up and kill him first!"
The three of them looked at each other with a ferocious smile, and pulled out their weapons in unison, as if the war was about to break out.
Qingyun's eyebrows had already been twisted into an inverted figure. Although the cultivation of these four people should only be at the first or second level of the Yuan Hua Realm, his strength could only defeat one or two at most.
If you want to fight one against four, unless you use the power of the true spirit to the extreme, it is really a bit reluctant.
But now that ancient monuments and strange beasts are rampant, Qingyun does not dare to use the power of the true spirit blatantly. If anyone is attracted to take action, they will all go to the Palace of Hell to report.
But just when Qingyun had adjusted his energy and spirit to the peak and was ready to fight to the death at any time, a scene that shocked him happened!
Not only did the three monks not rush towards him, but they actually turned around unexpectedly. As if they had agreed in advance, they blasted at the masked monk behind them together, as fast as lightning, with deadly moves!
The masked boy obviously did not expect this. Although he was caught off guard and avoided the frontal attack of the weapon with his extraordinary reaction, he was still hit by fists and palms from all directions one after another, which actually hit his chest and ribs. Dantian.
When he was in pain, he vomited out several liters of blood like a fountain and flew several feet away without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The incident happened suddenly. Even though he didn't know the whole story, Qingyun knew that the opportunity must be missed and never come back. As early as the three of them took action, he had already flown close to him. He unsheathed his hidden blade and used Yi Qing's secret skill, the Magic Sword of All Heavens. The second form, Chengfeng Sword!
"The sword is like riding on the wind, and it can be used in one move!"
Like the autumn wind sweeping leaves, the Chengfeng Sword may not be powerful but its sword energy is thin and long, but its power can easily break even the blood toad's skin, which is difficult to be damaged by weapons, let alone a human body?
The first person to receive first blood was the tall and thin monk from earlier!
In fact, he deserved his misfortune. This man was originally close to Qingyun, but after turning around to attack Lu Donglin, he was the first to sell his back to the young master. Even though he turned around and blocked in time, he could not withstand the huge power of Chengfeng Sword.
There was a clanging sound, and he was cut in half by Qingyun with his sword!
"Cao Wen!"
The other two people were shocked and angry, and blurted out.
Poor dead ghost Cao Wen was sent into reincarnation by the young master before he could finish what he thought was a handsome opening statement. It can be said that he was extremely miserable.
However, Cao Wen's death can be regarded as a good thing, because his resistance caused the power and speed of Chengfeng Sword to drop sharply, giving the other two monks some breathing time.
There were two more bangs and groans, and the two of them took advantage of their strength and took a few steps back without any injuries.
"What kind of move are you doing!"
One of the young monks asked in horror.
It's no wonder that this person is afraid. A junior in the late stage of the Hundred Meridians Realm can actually kill a senior in the early stage of the Yuanhua Realm with one move. He has never heard of such unbelievable things, let alone seen it with his own eyes.
But let alone him, even Qingyun himself was once again shocked beyond measure by the power of Chengfeng Sword!
Only the second form of the Fantasy Sword of the Heavens already has such power. If he waits until his realm improves before using it, wouldn't it be against the heavens?
"No, it still consumes too much spiritual power!"
Unfortunately, with the use of the Chengfeng Sword, the spiritual power in Qingyun's body was again reduced by half. Originally, he thought that he had reached the late stage of the Hundred Meridians Realm and should be able to swing the Chengfeng Sword again.
But now it seems that the consumption of spiritual power is not much better than last time, which shows that such a terrifying sword technique as the Heavenly Fantasy Sword is mostly practiced by high-level monks.
"Don't be afraid. It's impossible to perform such a killing move continuously. He just used a sneak attack. Now he can still defeat one against two? Let's go together!"
Just listen to the older monk among the two say with vicious eyes.
"good!"
Although Cao Wen's death made the two of them fearful, Qingyun only had the cultivation level of Baimai Realm after all, so he could make the most reasonable judgment with a little thought.
How can a junior in the Hundred Meridians Realm be the opponent of a monk in the Yuanhua Realm?
How can a mere sword energy defeat the spiritual power of transformation?
It's a pity that Qingyun, who has the bloodline of a high-ranking true spirit, is not a "reasonable" existence in the first place, and the fantasy sword of the heavens just now cannot be described with just the word "mere".
Although he was attacked from both sides by the enemy, and the spiritual blades wielded by the opponent's swords were pouring towards him like a storm, Qingyun gradually changed from passively being beaten to being able to deal with it with ease.
This is not only because there is a huge difference between facing four Yuan Hua Realm monks at the same time and being besieged by two people, but also because Xiao Luoyi often deliberately arranges for me to fight against Yuan Hua Realm monks, and she herself often practices Qingyun.
"Old Du, this kid is only at the Hundred Meridians Realm, how can he be so powerful?!"
"How would I know, Xiaoma, you go and restrain him first, and I'll find a way to see if I can seriously injure him!"
Both of them spoke silently with extremely frightened voices, and their intestines were also filled with regret.
Lao Du, Xiao Ma, and the devil Cao Wen, all three of them were newly promoted Yuan Hua realm monks. As Han Yu's confidants, they were arranged to kill Qingyun, and secretly killed Lu Donglin along the way.
They could have joined forces with Lu Donglin and gathered the four of them to kill Qingyun instantly with the power of thunder.
But first Lu Donglin didn't want to do it himself, and secondly, a few people considered that dealing with Qingyun might waste spiritual energy, and they might make mistakes if they deal with Lu Donglin instead, so they thought of killing Lu Donglin in a sneak attack first and then dealing with the handsome boy. Isn't this foolproof? ?
But I didn't expect that this kid would be so decisive and ruthless. He launched a surprise attack just when they started. His strength was even more powerful. He surpassed the level and killed Cao Wen in the Yuanhua realm with just one move.
Now that Lu Donglin is probably dead, and only two of the original four Yuan Hua realm monks are left, how can Lao Du and Xiao Ma not be devastated?
On the contrary, the young master felt more and more happy because he had always been under the high pressure of dealing with Xiao Luoyi, a fifth-level Yuanhua Realm cultivation level, and he was very cautious when fighting against these two people.
Unexpectedly, when facing one against two, he not only fought vigorously, but also tended to cover up one end with a faint force. He was a little afraid of the spiritual transformation that could only be used by Yuan Hua realm monks.
