Chapter 197: Good news and bad news

"when!"
"Chang!"
The light of the knife flickered, the shadow of the sword waved, and countless sparks splashed.
Hundreds of iron puppets roared and roared in the hall, like a wriggling sharp steel whirlpool, surrounded by dozens of people, unconsciously twisting, as if to twist all those people. Broken pieces.
"kill!"
Many people got blood on their bodies and became crazy, roaring, desperately bombarding the iron golems in front of them.
Those iron golems are extremely hard, even if they are attacked by a predecessor, it is difficult to destroy them. When their claws are stepped on, no one dares to hold on to that terrifying power easily.
After doing his best, he did not knock down an iron golem after dozens of moves. Someone suddenly became desperate, and there were more iron golems surrounding him.
"Ah!" With a tragic sword
One person couldn't dodge, and was swept by the two iron golem tails, and suddenly a horrible blood stain a few feet long was drawn on his body. The flesh and blood was scraped off by the barbs on the iron goup's tail, exposing the white bones.
"The key to them is the forehead and eyebrows!" someone shouted and reminded.
The vitality of the iron goups was constantly discovered. After the initial panic, they gradually stabilized their positions and began to fall down. Every time it fell on the ground, the heavy body would make a loud noise.
"puff!"
Five or six hoof claws stepped on at the same time, and the person under the hoof only supported for less than a breath, and then turned into a muddy pile of flesh on those claws.
"boom!"
An iron rod poked on the top of the iron golem's head, and the center of the eyebrows was slightly sunken, and the iron goup swayed and fell.
The people in the temple and the iron puppets are constantly falling.
Wang Haochen and the four men formed a circle, guarding Shang Qingyan in the middle, each guarding one side. Any iron puppets close to them would soon fall down. A pair of iron puppets had been built around them. High wall.
"Go up!" Wang Haochen let out a soft voice, and leaped on top of an iron golem corpse.
Shen Fan, Huan Lingtong, and Ju Youkong also followed closely, falling on the iron golem high wall, and Shang Qingyan surrounded by the wall was the safest.
The long sword in Shen Fan's hand is constantly piercing, like an ejected arrow. Each sword takes the iron golem's eyebrows directly. It is extremely accurate. Even if the iron golem dodges flexibly, it is difficult to escape the range of his sword tip, usually two or three. The sword can solve an iron golem.
The Huanling pupil weapon is a war halberd, which is not suitable for delicate moves. The halberd in his hand is flying horizontally and horizontally, smashing it horizontally and vertically. Every move falls on the head of the iron puppet. Relying on strong power, the iron puppet’s eyebrows will be born. The demon nucleus shattered.
Ju You's empty hands danced up and down with double knives, a group of cold light rolled in front of him, wrapped one end of the iron golem in the cold light, Shengsheng split the iron goblin's eyebrows and iron armor, and picked out the demon core. He didn’t let go of any nuclear weapons, and all of them were collected into Zheng
Among the four, Wang Haochen has the weakest cultivation base, but he is the easiest. The spear in his hand is not rushed, the barrel of the spear is turned, and seven or eight spear points are transformed, and he points to the heads of iron puppets lightly. , As long as he is within three inches of his eyebrows, he can split the demon core with one shot and destroy the iron golem.
Shang Qingyan held a long sword in her hand and watched the battle on all sides, but she couldn't help much. There was a faint trace of anxiety on her face, and her footsteps kept moving on the spot.
"It's a waste, you know?" Ju Youkong stretched out his hand to grab a demon core, and looked at the three of Wang Haochen with a distressed expression on his face.
The three of Wang Haochen were silent. It is not the first time that this topic is Ju Youkong, but they are not Ju Youkong, but they can't dig out those demon cores without any damage. Their biggest goal is to keep themselves. Life.
"That's a demon core, it's a treasure condensed in the body of the ancient demon beast. It's rare now. Although I don't know how much it has passed, the power is dissipated, but it is also extremely rare. You just ruined it like this?" Ju You Kong said infinitely sad.
"I, you already have countless treasures on your body, do you still care about these tatters?" Shen Fan was so annoyed that he couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but sneer.
"Son, don't confuse me, I'm already clanging poorly, my three meals are not enough, what kind of treasure is there?" Ju Youkong seemed to be wronged.
Wang Haochen and the three of them couldn't help but twitch their mouths. If you are so poor, then we still have a way to survive, and we should have starved to death long ago.
The constant flow of iron puppets still gave them a great deal of pressure. They did not dare to be distracted, that is, they talked occasionally to adjust their mood. Up.
The screams that came from time to time around also gave them a great excitement, and they had been under tremendous pressure in their hearts, and they did not dare to be careless.
As time passed bit by bit, gradually, they found that the pressure on their bodies began to slowly rise.
It seems that it is going to survive!
Wang Haochen rejoiced in his heart, cheered up, agitated the vitality in his body, and started to attack with all his strength. After he killed the three-headed iron golem again, the pressure on his body dropped abruptly. Head iron golem.
"I'm going to be killed so soon?" Ju Youkong seemed to be a little embarrassed, why there are no more iron puppets.
The three of Wang Haochen could only be silent for a while, the brain structure of this guy seemed a little different from them.
"Don't move, leave the rest to me, you can't let you ruin it in vain." Ju Youkong said painfully.
He tightened his hand, and after solving the iron puppet in front of him several times, he only rushed to Wang Haochen's side and swung his knife to pick up the only iron puppet in front of Wang Haochen.
Wang Haochen was also happy and relaxed and gave it to him directly. He sighed slightly, jumped down, and stood beside Shang Qingyan.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you in with me!" Shang Qingyan shook his palm and said softly.
Wang Haochen smiled slightly, pulled Shang Qingyan in front of him, and said: "It's okay, I never saw you as a drag. I'm just afraid that I can't protect you. Don't worry, as long as I am here, you will be absolutely fine. "
"Cough..." Shen Fan coughed, jumped down, and stared at Liang Yang, "We are still working hard. Isn't it inappropriate for you to do this?"
Shang Qingyan's face blushed slightly, but he still said, "Shen, thank you!"
Shen Fan laughed and waved his hand indifferently, but said in his mouth: "I have the account in my heart. I will let Wang Haochen return it to me bit by bit."
Wang Haochen suddenly frowned.
"Hu finally killed them all!" Huan Lingtong waved the halberd in his hand and included it among the space treasures, standing beside the three of them.
"Let's wait and see what's going on." Wang Haochen swept his eyes slightly toward the surroundings, frowning.
Except for some more corpses and iron golem remains in the hall, nothing has changed. Yijuyoukong should be the existing number of people in the hall, still more than ten, there should be a battle behind , And for them, it may be more dangerous than facing the iron golem in front.
"Hmm!" Both Huan Lingtong and Shen Fan nodded, and there was a hint of solemnity in their expressions.
They are at odds with the Seventeenth Clan. If there are too many people alive in the Seventeenth Clan, once they join forces to deal with them, even if they cooperate with Ju Youkong, it will not be easy.
The battle on their side was the earliest that ended. In the remaining places of the hall, there were still a few iron golems still attacking.
"Thirteen people!" After Ju Youkong finished solving all the iron golems around him, he jumped down and said casually.
Wang Haochen's heart moved, and he immediately understood what Ju Youkong's words meant.
"They still have eight people..." Wang Haochen's face lightened slightly.
The number of people in the Seventeenth Family who survived was far less than he expected. There were only eight talkers. With their five strengths, they could definitely fight.
"We have the advantage!" Ju Youkong leaned on the wreckage of an iron golem and smiled.
There are eight of them, five of us, and Shang Qingyan doesn't have much combat power. We still have the advantage?
"You guy, haven't you learned arithmetic?" Shen Fan couldn't help but stare.
But Wang Haochen moved in his heart. He raised his head and looked into the distance, and suddenly understood the meaning of Ju Youkong.
Although eight people in the Seventeenth Big Family survived, almost everyone was injured, and only one or two people were still in good condition.
A smile appeared on his face, and he relaxed completely.
"I don't know where you guys came from. The cultivation base is not too high, but the combat power is... so-so!" After Ju Youkong paused for a while, his tone changed suddenly, and Wang Haochen and the three of them were heard I felt uncomfortable.
Shen Fan glared at him, and Wang Haochen also shook his head slightly.
"Go out!" Wang Haochen pulled Shang Qingyan and jumped over the high wall piled up by iron puppets.
There are only a few defeated soldiers left in the Seventeenth Big Family, which is no longer a concern.
The five of them appeared, and the faces of the remaining eight people in the main hall suddenly changed slightly. Looking left and right, the eight people could not help but gather together with confidence.
"Everyone, I’m telling you a good news. You have entered the heritage of the ancient sect of the sword palace, and... Congratulations, you have just passed the first round of screening of this heritage of Wanshidian." Ju You Sora walked out slowly, with a bright smile on his face, waved to the eight people on the opposite side.
A place of inheritance?
A ray of excitement appeared on the faces of those eight people!
The place of inheritance, hence the name Siyi, is a place where the martial arts and martial arts of an ancient sect was inherited. Just thinking about it, their hearts trembled slightly.
"But... there is bad news. There are only ten places in this inheritance place. If one more person, the inheritance formation will not be opened." Ju Youkong smiled and said: "Look, it is our two parties. A fair and just world-shattering battle will decide these last ten places, or...you do it yourself?"
"How to be fair and just?" the person on the other side asked.
"Eight of you, five of us, let's go together." Ju Youkong took it for granted.
The eight people on the opposite side were almost swallowed by themselves. This is called fairness? This is no different!
They swept over the people around them, and then looked at Wang Haochen and the five of them, all of them looked a little ugly. Almost all of them were injured, and some were seriously injured, but for the five of Wang Haochen and the others, none of their clothes seemed to be wrinkled.
Among the survivors of the Seventeenth Family, Chi Qiuhan and Liang Wu were among them. Their expressions changed for a while, and they both had some injuries. If they were to fight Wang Haochen and the others, they were not sure to survive.
"In that case..." In the eyes of the two, a sharp light appeared almost at the same time.
(End of this chapter)