C95 Reverse (5) (2/2)
Bing Die chose to remain silent towards Zhong Fuzi's words. Sigh, your zither cultivation is already crippled, your true strength has already retreated to the peak of the Middle Sky Level. Because of him, you broke through, and because of him, you fell back. Zhong Fuzi injected the zhenyuan into Bing Die's body to help her heal her injuries.
”Shu Yu, go check on the casualties of today's battle. All of you should also head down to recuperate. Wu Jizi recuperated and said to Shu Yu and the other Hall Master.
Not long after Shu Yu left, he returned to Wu Jizi's side, ”Master, in this battle, my Sword Pavilion's disciples are down to forty percent, my Poison Pavilion is up to sixty percent, my Quaternary Pavilion is down to seventy percent, and my Everlasting Pavilion is down to seventy percent.”
My Sword Pavilion has always been one of the main guardians of the first pavilion in the twelve stormhouses of wind and snow. And the Thunderclap? ”
”Thunderclap has a total of seven apocalypse s and dozens of Perfection of the Late Sky Realm, but more than half of them died today. Four of our apocalypse s were killed, seventeen of their Perfection of the Late Sky Realm died, so the total number of casualties is fifty with us.” When he talked about the apocalypse being killed, Shu Yu revealed an excited expression.
”Oh? All three apocalypse s were killed? This kind of strength will at least occupy an important position in the Thunderclap, do you know who did it? ”
”Three of you were killed by Dong Lang, Chi Mo, Jin Ming and Quaternary Pavilion, one was killed by Everlasting Pavilion.”
”The strength of these three little fellows are all so unexpected now. However, with the help of Emperor Loulan, other than the few Clan Masters, there should not be anyone in Thunderclap who can stop us. Wu Jizi waved his hand, signaling Shu Yu to leave.
After consuming Huang Quanzi's medicine, Dong Lang's condition slightly improved, but he was still unconscious. In front of his small hut, the entire place was surrounded by disciples: Chi Mo, Jin Ming, Bing Die, Shu Qin, Shu Jian, Xun You, and many of the disciples that Dong Lang had saved today. They lingered outside the door for a long time, unwilling to leave.
”I never thought that Dong Lang would already be acknowledged by them.” Not far away, Shu Jian held onto a straw stick in his mouth.
”Kill E Dao, Dou Lin Qing, against Lin Mu … Any one of these battle achievements would be enough to face the title of the direct disciple of the four halls, not to mention one person with all these achievements. ” Shu Qin, who was beside Shu Jian, also looked at the small hut and revealed a worried expression.
”What are you doing? What are you doing? The people that I want to save haven't died yet. All of you have a sullen face. If you doubt my ability, then go, all of you go!” A crude voice came out of nowhere, as if lightning had struck in the clear sky. Other than Huang Quanzi, there was no one else who could make such a sound in the four pavilions. Only Storm Bao Lei could compare to it.
After hearing Huang Quanzi's voice, most of the disciples left, but there were still a lot of people present.
”None of you have the time to rest, to come here and waste your energy, do you not know the danger tomorrow? I'm afraid that at that time, you might not even have the strength to run away. Jin Ming, come back with me.”
”Yes, Master.” Jin Ming still did not dare to defy his master's orders. Moreover, what his master said was the truth.
In the Thunderclap, Lin Mu had killed a disciple of his subordinate with a single palm. What! All four apocalypse s were killed? What are they doing! We have obviously held Pavilion Master back, Hall Master, among the juniors, who will be able to reach apocalypse's strength? ”Impossible!” When Lin Mu heard this thunderous piece of news, he could not help but widen his eyes. The reason why their Thunderclap s were slightly stronger than the Snow Wind Hall was because they had the strength of a junior, but who would have thought that they would be half-dead today!
”Who killed him?”
”Reporting to the Sect Leader, the disciples that were nearby reported that every time a white-haired youth appeared, the surroundings would suddenly become blurry, and after that, our disciples would die. However, he specially picked areas with fewer people to attack, which resulted in a lot of people not being able to see anything.”
”White hair, it's him again, this little bastard! I'm going to kill him myself! How is the young sect master's injury?! ”
”Replying to Sect Leader, my injuries were quite severe, but my life was saved.” The two disciples who replied Lin Mu trembled in fear, afraid that they would follow in his footsteps.