Chapter 152: Becoming an Enemy

Everyone on the battlefield had their eyes wide open, thinking about what source ability this is. It was very strange to show the shape of the double-winged wings. What was terrifying was that it could actually deprive others of their vitality.

It is indeed like this. Yi Shuihan has condensed all the functions of the sacred sect and Heyun Lisao. These two high-level source abilities can finally exert unimaginable power. Everyone heard a low roar in their ears: "Break". The so-called masters who were exerting mental pressure in the Zhuque Sect only felt a buzzing sound from their brains. More than half of them spewed out a mouthful of blood and retreated more than ten meters away. In an instant, they lost the restraint of the black-haired man in the circle, and saw a golden light soaring into the sky.

The source ability "Stop the War" merged by Yi Shuihan makes the speed faster. These light wings can not only absorb some of the vitality and mental power of the martial arts monks who are weaker than him, but also have the effect of distorting the atomic arrangement order within a certain range. The newly born terrifying ability can rank at the forefront even in the Milky Way. There will definitely be no one with higher combat power than him in the four thousand martial arts monks in front of him.

The golden wings gently brushed the air. It was time for the group of people under his feet to pay the price. Yi Shuihan grew up in the battle and was no longer afraid of the power of the group of skills. In his eyes, the martial arts monks who had no quality and only quantity could pose no threat.

A very strange scene appeared on the battlefield, and the golden light slid downward. Every time I passed, a red-clothed martial monk fell, and no one was spared. People who were brushed by the golden wings found that their flesh and blood seemed to turn into noodles, especially the fingers of the person holding the weapon were actually fused with the hilt of the laser sword. Is this a dream?

The nightmare continued, and the old man in red shouted, "All the disciples of the Zhuque Sect follow me." Seeing that the situation was not good, the old man planned to withdraw from the battle circle. Yi Shuihan was reminded and said to himself: "I haven't dealt with you yet, you are anxious." His thoughts moved and killed him in the air. After a brief absorption of vitality, his injuries had recovered most of his injuries. However, this ability was not satisfactory. The absorption of mental energy was often rejected and wasted to be used by himself. If it weren't for the special ability that could be supported, the escape site would probably be Yi Shuihan.

The old man in red saw a golden light coming towards him, at a speed that was too fast. In order to save his life, something was taken out of his sleeve. It was not big. It was only fifteen centimeters long and one finger wide, and it was a little silver light, like a piece of stalactite thrown out and hung in front of him.

According to cultivation, the old man in red can be equal to Yi Shuihan. Unfortunately, his old arms and legs have sharply declined in combat power. He is used to being arrogant and lucky, and he has been wasting his combat skills for a long time. The gap between the two is just like an old man facing a gun-carrying soldier. It is unmeasurable.

Yi Shuihan had already arrived, and suddenly felt something more in front of him, but the induction could not detect any clues. The wing light stretched out, so he wanted to cover the old man in red. Unexpectedly, the silver light in his hand flashed in front of him, forming a barrier in front of him, colliding with the wing light, and a group of light flames came. Even Yi Shuihan had to avoid his sharp edge and retreat.

The old man in red has a prominent position and cannot be missed. Other martial monks have to wrap him up even if they are struggling to save his life, and soon retreats into a spherical line of defense to protect him.

"Ph" Yi Shuihan spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm that was about to condense in his throat indecently, feeling that his body suddenly relaxed a lot. The mental pressure from a group of masters was severely injured. If it weren't for absorbing some vitality in turn, it would be hard to say the result now.

The martial arts practitioners of Zhuque Sect gathered more and more, and Yi Shuihan floated backwards. The people from Qinglong Gate watched the killing god fly to make way out automatically. Bai Yong was concerned about his daughter and bowed, "Brother, can you keep your daughter back?"

Yi Shuihan's eyes were slightly condensed. He looked over and saw that the corners of the eyes and eyebrows were indeed similar to Bai Xiaoqing. It was confirmed that he was Xiaoqing's father.

Without answering, he threw himself into the camping and accompanying the flower like lightning, and the Blade of Desolation buzzed happily to express his congratulations. Since the person has returned, they do not need their protection, and take back their protection. He pulled up his slender hand and said to Bai Yong: "Uncle, I'm sorry. Xiaoqing will follow me. Just think that your daughter is married far away. The situation is probably not suitable for a long time. You don't want your daughter to be in danger again. Although you can't guarantee that she is extremely safe, I guarantee with my life that she will never let her be wronged again." After saying that, if she looked at Bai Yong's eyes with a deep meaning, her eyes were very firm.

These words made Bai Xiaoqing feel sweet to her heart. She felt that she was not in vain for the past period of grievance. As her cultivation level improved, she was suppressed by energy and blood more and more. However, her heart seemed to be marked by Yi Shuihan. No matter how she was full of this "brother". Even if she couldn't see her, she knew what was happening around her with the sense of the martial arts monk. For the sake of her blind girl, Yi Shuihan resisted thousands of martial arts monks without fear. How brave and arrogant is this! How can she not be loved by others?

Yi Shuihan has the first-class sensitivity, so why did he let the old man in red be spared? Because there were two sensations in the sky swept towards the battlefield. I don’t know who sent it. I just felt that it was unmatched. It was not that the God of War Dad had such a high level of cultivation could not be achieved by long-term cultivation. It was entirely because of the training of blood and fire to reach the peak. Others may not know it, but he knew it was better to leave quickly.

Regardless of what Bai Yong wanted to say, he grabbed Bai Xiaoqing's slim waist and waved his wings and pinched the Star Shuttle and flew out. He broke through the sound barrier in just a hundred meters, and a line of fire that rubbed the air into golden light and fled. Although Yi Shuihan was crazy, it was because he had confidence in his strength. Although Chong Guan Yiyi's anger almost backfired and fell under the suppression of the enemy's spiritual ability, the people on the venue did not match the combat power alone, but after all, this is the martial arts star, the territory of the Saint Lord Hall. No matter how much the Five Gates make a fuss, it was once a system. If you really want to have a master like the Elf Dad, you will be truly outnumbered.

Everyone on the battlefield was stunned. The black-haired man left at once, and he was out of sight in a blink of an eye. He was stunned and two rays of light shot down from the sky, one green and one red, and at first they were stirred together, but when they reached the top of his head, they had fallen straight down.

There were two more people on the battlefield. Before they were divided into two camps, there was a weird man with fair skin and a slippery face with a little crack. This man had very few hair, his nose bridge collapsed, and four nostrils were born. He looked like he was not a human.

Looking at the embarrassing sects and the collapsed Suzaku Hall, the monster's red eyes were round and snorted, "Is this what the boy escaped just now?" The majestic voice was like a bell, which made the eardrums of the martial artists swell.

The old man in red breathed a sigh of relief, and the crisis finally passed. The saint in front of him was absolutely worried about his life, so he hurriedly lined up everyone to fly over and greet him, "Ning Zhen welcomed the saint. Just now, a junior had caused a lot of trouble here. After this battle, I ordered the whole family and even the Angel Empire to want him." He gritted his teeth while speaking, with anger in his eyes.

The Saint Lord in Red stood with his chest in his arms, Zhuoran stared at an old man in blue in the distance. The old man was very ordinary, but his white eyebrows were a little longer. His face looked kind and had no momentum at all. However, being able to arrive with the Saint Lord in Red was obviously a master of the same level.

"Old Zamao, now the two sects of Zhuque and Qinglong are evenly matched. I didn't expect that the other two sects were thrown into your camp. Let's stop today, the future is long."

The old man with long eyebrows was floating and had a kind of demeanor. He was not angry at the other party's old mao, and smiled and said, "Okay, let me do it, the young ones rescue the injured people of the same school and retreat."

The Qinglongmen were very respectful when they saw Changmei, and quickly pulled the injured companions together and retreated like a tide. There were really many injured people, but the losses were not big. In fact, Yi Shuihan unilaterally massacred nearly Qian Zhuque Sect's people. Among them, there were fifteen masters above the seventh rank, which could be said to have taken a huge advantage.

Changmei grabbed Bai Yong and asked in a low voice: "Xiaobai, the little guy who flew away just now seemed to be your daughter with him."

Bai Yong looked sad and nodded, "Yes, Saint, he took away my precious daughter."

Changmei has a good status, so she is the Saint of Qinglongmen. Each sect has two or three old monsters in charge. They are well deserved to be named Saint.

"Hey, Xiaobai, don't be so uneasy. I can see that little guy's cultivation and combat power clearly in the air. He has unlimited potential. Your daughter and him are not wronged. I think a hero is a perfect match."

Bai Yong didn't understand the whole thing, and sighed and said, "If it weren't for Yi Shuihan's accidental appearance, the loss today would probably be very great. When he saw his daughter disappearing, his heart was filled with helplessness, blessings, and many complex emotions. The rescue of his daughter was the greatest comfort. If he wanted to pass the joints, he followed Bai Mei back to the door and reported to him.

Yi Shuihan escaped tens of thousands of kilometers and was sure that no one was chasing him. With a "puff", he spat out a mouthful of blood again. Bai Xiaoqing hurriedly hugged him and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, are you okay?"

After wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, Yi Shuihan took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing serious, it's just suppressed by the mental energy. At that time, the organs in the body were displaced and some life energy absorbed could not be completely digested in a short time, so let's find a place to rest."

Nodding, Bai Xiaoqing helped Yi Shuihan fall to a cliff. There was a narrow natural crack here, and one person was exactly tall. The two of them came and started to startle some birds. Fortunately, there were no ferocious beasts lurking, otherwise it would have been a waste of time.

Take off the Netherworld suit. If it weren't for the powerful defensive equipment, it would have been squeezed into meat pie by mental pressure. The hundred martial arts masters used their full strength to do it, but it would have been a joke. If it were someone else, it would have been dead long ago.

He took out the coral shell given by his father and a large piece of dark crystal. This thing has a strong therapeutic effect when combined. The soft energy of the moon god's hands also began to cleanse his body in order to recover as quickly as possible.

At some point, a layer of dark clouds floated in the sky, and in a flash, drizzled in a flash. It was getting heavier and heavier, and even spread to the cracks in the living area on the cliff.

Bai Xiaoqing was always waiting by Yi Shuihan's side. When it felt raining, she hurriedly raised her hand to lay out a force field. She was weak and bleeding too much, but she resolutely insisted not to let the wind and rain invade in. This girl was really stubborn in her bones. She thrust for two hours. The clouds gathered more and more with lightning. There was no possibility of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun and the earth. The wind whistled, and the young birds on the cliff were already trembling in their nests.

Suddenly, a suction force sucked the bird nest in danger in the wind and rain. Bai Xiaoqing touched the young bird curled up inside and felt a little regretful. If the two of them hadn't disturbed their parents, they wouldn't have been so helpless. Thinking about it, she had taken all the nearby bird nests in the air. After doing all this, her face turned pale. While maintaining the force field that blocked the wind and rain, she was a bit difficult for her to rescue the bird nest.

The coral hard shell in Yi Shuihan's hand gradually lost its luster. The heart nerve has steadily broken through the strength of the ninth tier through this tempering. The nearby free universe can be pulled and rushed in quickly. This thunderstorm weather just covered up the energy fluctuations. It is difficult to find out by martial arts monks. In order to further temper their bodies, they have to spend more time resting. Therefore, six hours have passed and they still maintain a sitting posture. Bai Xiaoqing's force field has been reduced to a certain extent. She is exhausted and sweat is flowing.

When a morning light in the sky penetrated the clouds and shone on the cliff, the wind and rain that had been raging for a whole night finally stopped. Bai Xiaoqing also survived for a whole night, feeling that there was no need to release the force field and slowly retracted his hand. Because Yi Shuihan was holding a dark crystal, the surrounding energy was abundant, which was why she survived at this moment. After a little relaxation, she felt dizzy. Finally, she felt a pair of powerful arms hugging her. The person who knew the guardian woke up and fell into deep dormancy with relief.

Yi Shuihan finally relieved his mind from the meditation, and his cultivation level improved slightly. He also accumulated some experience in this battle. He was like a half-large eagle, whose wings became stronger and stronger. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the Qianying was about to fall down. He hurriedly helped her into his arms, looking at the surrounding bird's nest and the dry ground, he knew that this must be Xiaoqing's credit. It was not until this moment that he had the opportunity to carefully check her injuries.

The girl in her arms was much thin and pale. Although the wound on her hands had condensed again, the hidden dangers left were quite large, and the most difficult thing was to deal with them. These people from the Zhuque Sect could really do it. Even such a weak girl could be treated like this, and even if she killed a few thousand more, it would not be a pity.

Yi Shuihan thought of this and felt even more hatred in his heart. If he hadn't noticed that an expert came, he would at least dig out the eyes of the old man in red. He sighed, but he was so sorry that he gently hung Bai Xiaoqing in the air and adjusted it into a more comfortable position to hold it in his arms.

The wind and rain have just stopped, and in front of the cliff is a small grassland with a slightly lower terrain. Two parallel rainbows appear in the air, one thick and one light, and they complement each other, making people feel refreshed. The fresh air comes to the face, making people feel refreshed. A lot of anger calms down. Little lift the surrounding bird's nest and floats up and floats around, throwing the dark crystals you hold into the air to attract some free energy to gather. This helps Bai Xiaoqing recover.

Half an hour later, Bai Xiaoqing was awakened by the chirping birds. She found that she had been pillowing in Yi Shuihan's arms and looked slightly red. She closed her eyes and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with these birds?"

Yi Shuihan said gently: "They are very good. We were shocked by our bird parents come back to find their children."

"Is it? They are so happy." Bai Xiaoqing showed hope, Yi Shuihan was slightly stunned, stroked her head and said, "If I want to go back to your father, I will find a way to help. I have noticed that the connection between Xue Jian and you and me is much weaker. I have really wronged you during this period. I really thought I shouldn't have..."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he had been sealed by Bai Xiaoqing's lips, and was too exhausted to be knocked down, so he had only a flash of thought: "This girl turned out to be quite powerful." Then he fell into the almost suffocating touch of the tongue.

The sun shone into the cracks on the cliff, not dazzling. Bai Xiaoqing put his head embarrassedly on Yi Shuihan's chest and said, "Brother, although the relationship between the landlords is weak, his father has always become a little far away. Going back will also add hidden dangers to him. In addition..."

The conversation was slightly paused, and he leaned into the ears of the tomb robber and said, "In addition, I really like you. It's nothing wrong with being a thief. As long as you don't leave me, Xiaoqing will follow you no matter where the Milky Way is."

The soft words of breathing like orchid almost smashed Yi Shuihan's mind. Although Bai Xiaoqing's figure was not very plump and even had a strong skinny feeling, it was tempered for several consecutive months, and it did not affect the feeling of "warm fragrance and warm jade" at all, especially because he had taken some blood restrictions, his temperament was even more obvious. Even if he lost his agile eyes, he had no effect at all. The mature charm was stronger, especially his weak look, which made people more pity. The two of them combined their lips again, and this time it was Yi Shuihan who took the initiative.

After a long time, he helped Bai Xiao clean his sideburns and hair, and then said, "Xiaoqing, let's go back. I want to cure your eyes soon. It may be inappropriate if you drag it for a long time."

Bai Xiaoqing smiled, lowered his head and held his strong arm and said, "Can I call you Shui Han? Do you still want to call me your sister forever?"

Yi Shuihan looked at the two rainbows that had not yet dissipated in the distance, and after a moment, he said, "Our fate has long been destined. No matter what, this sister may not be able to do it." After saying that, he smiled freely and took Xiaoqing's hand and soared into the air. The two of them wandered around the sea of ​​clouds and left birds chirping on the cliffs.

An unknown scene was happening in the space palace of Zhuque Gate. On the front of the dragon bone throne above the main hall, a middle-aged man stood in front of the dragon bone throne. He slapped a deep pit in the blue-gold-patterned dragon table with a "slap". He turned his head fiercely and looked at the old man in red kneeling down the stairs. There were probably hundreds of masters in the ninth sect on both sides.

"Ning Zhen, don't think that you are my father-in-law and can be safe. The loss sect is so many people who only provide this kid's portrait. Go, get out, don't go back to Zhuque Sect if you don't bring this kid to see me." After saying that, he shook his hands and raised a bunch of photos. There are holographic images of Yi Shuihan exposed to the ground under the satellite with a mask, and there are also the true faces drawn by the old man in red based on his memory. I believe that with the power of the Saint Lord Hall, he can quickly find some relevant information even during the war.

This middle-aged man has a very strong temper, and a gloomy aura emitted from his body shocked everyone. The old man in red knew that the sect suffered a lot today, and the Qinglong Gate also united with the Xuanwu and the White Tiger Gate. The situation is a bit tricky now, and the Zhuque Gate is no longer the only one. Just as this happened to Wu Xiuxing, he became a punching bag and hurriedly picked up the photos and retired with great understanding of his son-in-law's temper.

After a long time, when all the people in the hall retreated, the Master Zhuque Sect suddenly said to him: "Call Group B to help Ning Zhen, you are good at tracking, remember that I want to live."
Chapter completed!