Counterattack from Douba

Chapter 219 Emperor Wu's power to show affection?

Seeing this scene, Zeng Xiaoshi's eyelids twitched, and he told Binghanxue: "Xue'er, the situation is not good, I want to strengthen the defensive pattern of the hall, you cover Xiaoqi and hide in a safe place."

After speaking, he pointed to the pillars of the main hall, and then flew to the wall of the main hall, his hands were as fast as lightning, and shot countless mysterious patterns towards the main hall.

Just halfway through the fight, the giant sword of the ghost ancestor chopped off.

"break!"

The Ghost Patriarch yelled angrily, and the giant sword slashed down fiercely with a peerless edge.

boom!
Click!

The formation pattern of the main hall flickered rapidly, most of the formation pattern on the dome was shattered, and countless cracks were cut out of the solid ice on it.

"Ah, no, the hall is about to be breached!"

"Stop the Ghost Patriarch quickly, and never let him break through the hall!"

"Jie Xueshan Sword Formation, kill!"

The masters of the Xueyuan Sword Sect roared, and rushed towards the ghost ancestor with their unique moves.

However, what people didn't expect was that the cracks on the main hall had just spread, and the lines carved by Zeng Xiaoshi joined together, and a wave of light quickly extended from the bottom to the top, covering all the cracks.

After a violent shaking, the hall became calm again.

"Hahaha, that's great! The hall is saved!"

"The young heroes of the Qingyu Dynasty are really amazing. Not only are their melodies unparalleled, but their way of attacking is incomparably miraculous!"

"Snow Mountain Sword Formation, attack!"

All the masters outside laughed in surprise, and the tricks in their hands instantly poured into the Ghost Patriarch.

"Go away!"

The Ghost Patriarch roared, and a bone sword appeared in his hand, stabbing in all directions, and the messy sword energy rushed out wantonly, taking all the hundreds of attacks that came.

The masters of the Xueyuan Sword Sect were shocked to vomit blood and backed away. However, when these hundreds of attacks were intercepted, a beam of sword light suddenly shone brightly. On his back, there was a deep blood groove left on the ghost ancestor's back.

"Ghost, die!"

This was Qingxuanzi's voice. He took advantage of the attacks of the crowd and hid his most powerful sword in the ordinary attack, finally hurting the ghost ancestor.

"Ah——" Ghost Patriarch let out a scream, and was so angry that he ran away, a ghost hand like a bird's claw suddenly tripled, and grabbed Qingxuanzi who was secretly excited.

Qingxuanzi swirled his long sword sharply and stabbed at the huge ghost hand. Although the ghost hand was bloody, it failed to break through the defense after all.

"Hurry up and save people!"

"Hurry up and save the Great Elder!"

The Xueyuan disciple roared in horror, and rushed over again regardless of his injuries.

However, it was too late!

The Ghost Patriarch's ghostly hand squeezed hard.

"die!"

Bang!
With a sound like a balloon exploding, the strongest elder of the Xueyuan Sword Sect died, and even his flesh and blood were sucked by the ghost ancestor.

terror!
Trembling!

Everyone looked at Patriarch Yougui with expressions of fear.

Qingxuanzi's final burst of strength is the nine-star peak Martial Emperor!Dozens of one- and two-star Martial Emperors are no match for the well-known powerhouses in Xuezhou.

He was as powerful as him, but he was crushed to death by the Ghost Patriarch.

Three Star Martial Emperor, really too strong!

Strong enough to make people desperate, strong enough to make people frightened.

"Hahahaha... Who dares to stop me, Qingxuanzi is a role model!"

The Ghost Patriarch laughed wildly, sucking the blood energy of a peak Martial Emperor, his strength increased a bit again, and there was a tendency to break through the four-star Martial Emperor.

"Avenge the Great Elder!"

A five-star Martial Emperor of Xueyuan Sword Sect rushed over.

He is Qingxuanzi's best friend. When Qingxuanzi was killed, he was distraught, with blood and tears in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand pierced the heart of the ghost ancestor with infinite hatred.

"Hmph, courting death!"

The Ghost Ancestor lifted the ghost sword fiercely, and drew a "ten" across the sky. Two black sword qi pierced the sky, and slashed at the five-star Martial Emperor, directly cutting him into four sections.

hiss!
This scene directly frightened the people who were charging behind, all of them had fearful expressions on their faces, and they didn't even dare to attack again.

The Ghost Patriarch gave a dark smile, and raised the ghost sword obliquely, stirring up the wind and clouds in the world, and once again condensed into a huge sword and slashed down.

boom!
The huge sword edge slashed on the solid ice palace, sparks splashed, and ice shards flew.

However, the ice palace is still as solid as a rock, showing no signs of breaking.

Boom boom boom!
The Ghost Patriarch became ruthless, attacking the ice palace continuously with one sword after another.

Zeng Xiaoshi kept wandering in the hall, countless mysterious fifth-level formation patterns flew out of his hands, and landed on the original defensive cover of the ice hall.

These defensive formations are even more miraculous than the original formations, and they have more than doubled the defense of the Ice Palace. No matter how crazy the Ghost Patriarch is, he can't break through it.

"Ah—the brat in the palace, I will tear you to pieces!"

"You damn kid, I can't spare you—"

"Bastard boy, you are a fucking turtle, come out and fight me if you have the ability!"

Patriarch Yougui went crazy. He was a three-star Martial Emperor, but he was helpless with a Martial King-level kid. This was simply a big joke.

The people around are already standing far away, since Patriarch Yougui can't break through the defense of the Ice Palace, let him go crazy.

Seeing the patriarch Yougui who was madly attacking the main hall and almost going mad with anger, everyone felt refreshed as if drinking cold water, and their admiration for Zeng Xiaoshi grew deeper and deeper in their hearts.

Li Qingxue of Xueyuan Sword Sect was even more excited, her beautiful eyes were already on Zeng Xiaoshi.

This godlike boy changed the fate of the Xueyuan Sword Sect from being destroyed, and now he has saved the inheritance hall. He is really an idol in my heart!

In the hall, Zhao Xiaoqi and Bing Hanxue's beautiful eyes were shining brightly, looking at the roaring and demeaning ghost ancestor outside, they felt extremely happy and taunted them from time to time.

"Old devil, haven't you eaten yet? Use some strength!"

"You ghost old monster, you'd better run for your life, otherwise, when my little tenth brother comes out in a while, he will beat you to the ground."

Zhao Xiaoqi felt admiration, and unexpectedly called Zeng Xiaoshi "brother", when Zeng Xiaoshi gave him a strange look, his face turned red with embarrassment.

"Heck heck, the old monster didn't have the ability to attack by himself, and he called the little uncle a tortoise. I think you are the real tortoise. After living for a thousand years, aren't you a thousand-year bastard?"

The girl Bing Hanxue actually came to join in the fun, with a proud smile on her jade-like face, she was a hundred times more beautiful than Hua'er.

Later, when the two little beauties saw that the ghost patriarch couldn't break through the defense of the hall, they simply ran to Zeng Xiaoshi's side and began to serve him.

Squeeze his shoulders for a while, beat his back for a while, and even hum a little song to relax him.

The people outside were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

My God, this boy is too crazy.

During the great battle, under the pressure of Emperor Wu, you actually showed your affection?

Is it really good to do this?

Seeing this scene, the ghost patriarch almost vomited blood, "Bastard, little bastard, you are too much, ah—"

The ghost sword attacked faster and faster, and the ghost ancestor could not wait to use all the strength in his body at once.

Seeing the two beauties so powerful, Zeng Xiaoshi felt happy, and the lines were drawn more smoothly, making the ice palace's defense stronger.

In fact, he had also reached his limit, the sweat all over his body turned into steam, white mist lingered on his head, and his muscles ached all over his body.

It's just that before you scare off the ghost, you have to hold on.

(End of this chapter)