Counterattack from Douba

Chapter 384
Martial Sage Qianyuan bowed to the ground facing the Xianyin Pagoda, and said in a sad tone: "Zeng Xiaoshi, I'm sorry for you. I didn't know anyone well, and I made a big mistake. I don't ask you to forgive me, but I just ask you to sacrifice your life to save me." Demon, help you escape."

Then he looked up at the Young Master Xianying in the sky, and said sharply: "Young Master Xianying, you are indeed insidious and cunning, and I have to admire your plan this time, but don't forget, the old man is not dead yet."

The threat issued by a two-star martial saint still has a great deterrent effect, and the young master Xianying's face became a little dignified.

"Old man, you are stubborn, trying to organize the northern genius war to find the disciples of Xianjiemen, and disrupt my Xianying's plan to dominate the world. You have long been the one who must be killed by Xianying. Today, my young master will send you back to the west!"

The young master Xianying hated Qianyuan Wusheng for stopping the war in the north for many times, destroying Xianying's plan, and was full of murderous intentions towards him.

After finishing speaking, he ignored the two martial sages, and fixed a pair of eagle-like eyes on Gu Linger, "Linger, come with me! If you agree to marry me, I can let you go today. these people."

"Zeng Xiaoshi, my Gu Ling'er's husband must be a hero with justice in his heart. You, a villain full of evil, deserve to marry me? Stop dreaming!" Gu Ling'er scolded angrily, covering her face with frost.

Darkness flashed across Young Master Xianying's face, and he said from embarrassment, "Gu Ling'er, you forced me to do this. Today, Young Master Ben killed everyone here and brought you back to Xianying."

After finishing speaking, he ordered to the void: "Kill me, except for Gu Ling'er, leave no blade of grass."

"Yes, young master!" There was a wave of ripples in the void, and thousands of killers rushed out, each of whom had the lowest cultivation level of Emperor Wu.

These people, exuding a strong killing intent all over their bodies, like killing gods who came out of hell, launched an attack on the people in Wusheng Academy.

As soon as they touched it, a large number of disciples from Wusheng Academy fell down.

"Bold devil, if you dare to commit murder in our Martial Saint Academy, I will kill you today and tear you to pieces."

Qianyuan Wu Shengzhen bit his tongue to wake himself up, and threw himself at Young Master Xianying.

And the sword master next to him also made a move at the same time, and the sword in his hand suddenly attacked the young master Xianying with a strong killing intent.

The two great martial saints have the same purpose, to capture the thief first, to capture the king first, and the young master of Xianying is the culprit of today's tragic change.

"If you want to deal with the young master, pass us first!"

Behind Young Master Xianying, two one-week mid-stage Martial Saints flew out, each holding a long and narrow dark red saber, resisting the two of them.

Although Qianyuan Martial Saint and Sword Saint are stronger than them, but now that they are seriously injured, they can't exert any combat power at all, and instead fall into a disadvantage.

"Zeng Xiaoshi, die!"

Gu Ling'er let out a coquettish shout, and her body turned into a blurred shadow, attacking the young master Xianying.

As soon as she moved her hands, she realized that her strength was actually a Nine Star Martial Lord, wearing holy armor, and the Linglong Immortal Sword in her hand was a real fairy weapon.

Young Master Xianying's cultivation level is slightly higher than hers, reaching half saint, but under her mysterious attack, she dare not be careless in the slightest.

While fighting, he asked, "Gu Ling'er, Xianjiemen has long since become a thing of the past. Why are you clinging to a marriage contract? Marry me. We, Xianying and the Gu family join forces, who in this world can beat us?"

"Whether I abide by the marriage contract or not has anything to do with you, the devil? You should just give up on that!"

Gu Ling'er fought vigorously, and the sword energy was like a gust of wind and rain, forcing the young master Xianying to be unable to speak.

Zeng Xiaoshi sat cross-legged in the Immortal Sound Pagoda, and was amazed when he heard the conversation outside.

It turned out that the Gu Ling'er outside was the baby kiss that the master ordered for him, and he was his fiancée.

And the young master Xianying actually has the same pronunciation as his own name, what is the connection between this?Xianying dared to plot against the world, to what extent has their power reached?

From time to time, the screams of the disciples of the Martial Saint Academy could be heard in my ears, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "The Martial Saint Academy, I'm afraid it's over!"

The enemy this time is too cunning, playing with himself and others, and reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

If I don't break through as soon as possible, I'm afraid that the final outcome will be similar to the Martial Saint Academy.

Suppressing the mind, adjusted the time flow rate of the Immortal Tower to the slowest 120 times, concentrated all the minds, and began to fully integrate the different fires.

The big movement in the Wusheng Academy has already attracted the attention of countless people, and all the forces looked at the Wusheng Palace in surprise, and started talking about it.

"It's unbelievable that such a shocking change has happened in the Martial Saint Academy."

"That's right. As the strongest force in the north, the Martial Saint Academy, I don't know who dares to stroke the tiger's beard this time?"

"Could it be that Martial Saint Qianyuan has passed away? If Martial Saint is still here, who would dare to make a mistake?"

A Martial Emperor with extraordinary eyesight shook his head and said, "Impossible, the movement from the Martial Saint Academy seems to be a holy war."

"Jihad? Isn't there only Qianyuan Wusheng in the north? Who will challenge him?" The person next to him asked doubtfully.

"You still don't know enough, how vast is the Xuankong Continent? Who can guarantee that martial saints from other regions will not come to the north?"

The man's words caused everyone to ponder.

The Xuankong Continent is vast and boundless, and is divided into eight regions. The Northern Imperial Region belongs to the continent with the lowest force among the eight regions, so there is only one Martial Saint.

But other continents are different. Taking the Eastern Region as an example, there are no fewer than ten martial saints with names and surnames.

"It's just, who will challenge Qianyuan Martial Saint this time?"

Just as everyone was thinking hard, an ancient ship shrouded in gray mist flew over and rushed into the Wusheng Academy at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately afterwards, a huge floating city flew from another direction and rushed into the Martial Saint Academy.

"Oh my god, the Nether Demon Cult and the Xuantian Emperor's Palace appeared at the same time, what are they trying to do?"

Someone yelled in shock, and everyone around them was shocked.

Seeing this scene, everyone's thoughts came alive. Some were purely watching the excitement, some wanted to fish in troubled waters, and some directly followed the two major forces.

Everyone can see that the two major forces will definitely not help the Martial Saint Academy.

Everyone has a conclusion jumping wildly in their hearts, and they dare not say it out of their hearts, but they are also unwilling to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

How amazing is an eighth-rank power that has survived for thousands of years?As long as they can pick up a little soup to drink, they will definitely benefit endlessly.

Moreover, the changes in the Martial Saint Academy will inevitably cause chaos in the north, and the major forces will reshuffle their cards. If they don't move now, let alone when.

The heroes of the world moved upon hearing the wind, and the northern continent seemed to be sliding into an unpredictable abyss.

For a while, Wusheng Xuegong became a weak elephant, devoured by countless ants.

Wherever the swarms of locusts arrived, mourners were everywhere. Although the disciples of the Martial Saint Academy were all geniuses, they had no choice but to fight against the Immortal Sound Pagoda and were seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)