Chapter 11 (2/2)
The disciple of the great sun emperor said: ”you are all the disciples of Guangcheng mountain who are not long at the beginning, are you? Can you bear the responsibility for the conflict between the two holy places? ”
In Sikong Qing's palm, an ice sword raised the wind and frost all over the sky, and pressed the enemy's treasure soldiers to the ground: ”there is an overall conflict between the two holy places. I am a younger disciple who cultivates and cultivates. Naturally, I can't afford it. I am the only one who can manage it.”
She seems to be soft, but it makes her younger generation's face feel hot.
I'm a junior disciple of body training realm. I can't bear this responsibility. You are the same. What's your qualification?
In ordinary times, there are many conflicts between the disciples of the younger generation, and they win or lose each other. Unless it matters a lot, they will not easily disturb the upper class and fall into the eyes of the elders. Right is regarded as the experience of the younger generation's disciples.
Lose face after losing the contest. It's the same way to get back face. It's not easy to fight.
There is too much involved in the overall collision between the two giants. There are other holy forces on the side, which will not happen easily.
But once there is a real fight, it must be magnificent.
Ye Jing said with a sneer, ”if you can't beat the disciples of Da RI Sheng Zong, will you only compare with the backstage and rely on the mountain?”
In the past few years, Da RI Sheng Zong has been the leader of the school, and his disciples' cultivation ability is indeed outstanding. They have been used to being domineering in laymen, especially the new disciples, who are so reckless that they gradually start to despise the descendants of other holy forces such as Guangcheng mountain.
The conflict between the younger generation disciples and Guangcheng mountain in recent years, in general, was more than more than more than less. At this moment, the emperor suddenly suffered a big loss, which was more incredible.
The disciple of Da RI Sheng Zong was run by Ye Jing and Sikong Qing for a while, but he was also a bachelor. He snorted coldly: ”Hey, you have so many treasure soldiers today. If you have the ability, you can bury us all in this town's Longyuan. Otherwise, the revenge will come back in the future. Do you think there are only a dozen inferior treasure soldiers in Da RI Sheng Zong?”
”Guangcheng mountain disciples sneer:” when there is no treasure in front of you, do you surpass us
A group of disciples of Sun Sheng Zong were weak. When they didn't use baobing, they just suffered a little bit. Who ever thought of using weapons? They were even more inferior. They were beaten like the grey grandson, and even hard to escape.
And a group of Guangcheng mountain disciples were not very happy: ”thank you all, elder martial brother Yan. It's really cool to hit people with equipment!”
While talking, Ye Jing and others suddenly vibrated.
Not only he, but all the treasure soldiers in the hands of the disciples of Guangcheng mountain vibrated as if they were warning.
The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone without any sign.
Around him, it seems that there are tens of thousands of golden lights like needles shining together, dazzling.
The soldiers, such as Ye Jing and Si Kongqing, were stressed. Their aura soared and they pressed the man together.
In the twinkling of the golden Mans, however, sixteen treasure soldiers, together with their masters, were all shaken away!
The golden light like the awn of the needle, like the essence of gold and iron, contacts with the treasure soldiers and makes a harsh crash.
All the people in Guangcheng mountain felt that when they were stabbed lightly by the golden needle like light, their original galloping Qi and blood suddenly stopped, and their cultivation was like snow under the sun, which melted in an instant and was unsustainable.
As the light dissipated, a young man in a rolled gold and white robe stood proudly in front of the crowd.
He stood there, and he didn't make much of a gesture, but there were invisible positions around him, which suppressed all the people.
The whole man is like a black hole, producing a huge suction force, which makes a group of Guangcheng mountain disciples unable to avoid and stay away, but they are attracted to him a little bit.
Everyone's inferior treasure soldiers were shaken out of their hands by this man's previous attack. Then they fell on the ground, flashing light.
The people of Guangcheng mountain want to call back the holy treasure soldiers. The treasure soldiers shake on the ground, but they are hard to move. They are also held down by each other.
With his hands on his back, the young man said indifferently, ”Chao Yuanlong, one of the great sun saints, who is your grandmaster in Guangcheng mountain this time?”