Chapter 737 (2/2)
After all, she is a moonlight saint. If she is single to single, the seven grade monk assassin in front of her is not his opponent at all.
But add five six product experts to help. With six to one, the situation will be completely rewritten.
Yueqingwan was soon overwhelmed. Several pieces of skirt were scattered between the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword.
She gnawed her teeth, and the full moon in her white pupils gradually turned into a waning moon.
The purple light suddenly appeared, and the moonlight sword in his hand suddenly turned into thousands of sword shadows.
The corners of his mouth whispered, ”the sword of water and moon.”
A sword is shot, as if ten thousand swords follow. It's hard to tell the truth from the truth.
The mixed shadows of swords hit, so that the opponent didn't know which sword was really out of the body.
”Whew!”
The sound burst came from the sword Qi tearing, and the six suddenly retreated dozens of steps.
The seventh grade monk dodged the most, but he still left a scarlet sword mark on his arm.
The other five Taoist Masters in the later stage of the sixth grade covered their chests one after another and were inadvertently pierced by a sword Qi.
They stood still and fell on their knees, losing their breath of life.
”Damn it. The water moon sword in the moonlight hall can also be repaired to great success by you! ”
”Great!” The middle-aged man of Qipin suddenly praised him inexplicably.
His face was very ugly. He carried it in the palm of his back. I didn't know when three iron beads appeared.
Lin Feng's pupil suddenly shrinks. It's a concealed weapon!
”What kind of people are you?”
”How dare you sneak into the moonlight hall!” Moon Qingwan said coldly.
Praised by the injured middle-aged, he lost his vigilance for a moment.
The three iron beads shot at this moment, making the moon Qingwan and her beautiful face suddenly change.
This is obviously lack of combat experience!
The iron beads exploded in response, and the smoke covered the line of sight.
The middle-aged Qipin expert's face was gradually ferocious. He took advantage of the fog to seize the opportunity to use thunder.
In Lin Feng's perception, a palm slapped on Yue Qingwan's left shoulder.
The latter's body flew directly upside down and hit the stone pillar of the post house, spilling blood in his mouth.
”Hum, your highness, the saint of the moonlight temple, is really superb.”
”But that's all. For those of us who lick blood on the tip of the knife, you're just a baby!”
The seven level master immediately raised his middle finger and his long sleeve fell slightly. The mark of nine headed snake appeared on his wrist, which surprised Lin Feng.
”What mark is that? Old man, have you noticed? ” Lin Feng immediately said Zhuge Rongrong.
The latter seemed to fall into memory, but did not remember.
”This mark is very familiar. Although I don't remember which force it is, I can be sure that it represents endless evil.” Zhuge Rong said very seriously.
The cup in his hand had long been lost by him.
Yueqing bited her teeth and tried hard to get up, but found that she couldn't mobilize the aura in her body.
”Hahaha, you got my Huagu powder and tried to use the power of moonlight against me?”
”Naive!”
”Don't think you geniuses born in big families and powerful forces can be arrogant.”
”On the battle of life and death, how can you flowers in the greenhouse bear the devastation of wind and rain?” The seven product expert spat a mouthful of blood and disdained to say.
The machete in hand has been inadvertently placed on the neck of Yueqing bowl.