Chapter 122: Don't come to death

In short, the disciple of the Lishanjian faction stood in the sky of thunder and did something that caused the complete collapse of Master Zhao.
Sword!
A sword light suddenly turned on.
At a glance, that is, how long it is, with fire and sword, if it is placed in the usual time, it can be regarded as a bit of momentum, but it can only be described insignificantly when placed in this sky of thunder.
However, just such a seemingly insignificant sword light suddenly fell into a thunderstorm.
Follow...
I only saw the thunderstorms falling apart.
The overwhelming thunder was actually smashed by this sword!
"I rely on!" Brother Shi Zhao almost jumped up. What medicine did this disciple of the Lishanjian School take?
That's the ninth thunder...
Actually a sword chopped!
Junior Brother Zhao feels that his entire outlook on life and world has been subverted...
However, this is not over yet!
Just when Brother Zhao was dumbfounded, the length of the line was unremarkable. After the ninth thunder was cut, it didn’t stop at all. Thunder Dragon of China, a sword with a blast...
Followed, only heard a wailing sound, a thunder dragon with a thickness of more than ten feet, was cut into two pieces by this sword, and suddenly, the sky thundered and the thunder disappeared, leaving only a figure standing with a sword , Standing under the bright galaxy.
"..." Junior Brother Zhao swallowed hard, and when he was about to retreat quietly, he suddenly remembered something.
I rely, Wuyin Thunder Curse!
Suddenly, Brother Zhao came down in cold sweat.
My Wuyin Thunder Curse has not been recovered yet!
Thinking of this, Brother Zhao quickly urged Zhenyuan to want to bring back the Wuyin Thunder Curse...
Unfortunately, it is too late.
When the sky was full of light, the Lishanjian disciple standing under the galaxy suddenly turned back and smiled in the direction of Brother Zhao. Even though it was hundreds of miles away, Brother Zhao was still I couldn’t help but cold sweat, and for a while, I couldn’t even care about the thirty-five magical charms that prohibited the perfection, and the five-yin thunder mantra couldn’t take care of it. Running all the way towards Qianshanzong...
"It's dangerous..." When he hit the Qianshanzong Hushan Formation, Brother Zhao was panting, sitting on the ground with his ass, the whole person seemed to collapse, pale and sweaty. For Brother Zhao Then, the man was hundreds of miles away, and his own look seemed like he was walking in front of the ghost gate...
so far so good……
Brother Shi Zhao gasped and praised his wit. At that time, he was a little hesitant and wanted to take back the Wuyin Thunder Curse. I'm afraid that now, he is already the same as the sky of thunder. A sword was smashed...
It was probably that the position of Master Zhao's head crashing into the large mountain of Hushan was too powerful, and soon shocked Wang Jing, the first true biography of Qianshan Sect who was sitting in Wuhai.
"Brother Zhao, are you okay?"
Obviously, although Wang Jing was in the Qianshan Sect, the act of the Li Jianjian disciple, who cut through the nine roads of thunder with a sword, still fell into Wang Jing's eyes exactly. At that time, the look on his face was obviously dignified.
One sword cuts through nine mine robberies...
Even Wang Jing, who has survived the Five Tribulation, dare not boast that he can do this step...
This is amazing.
So that when Wang Jing saw the ninth thunder raid was cut, the first reaction was not to see who the disciple of the Lishanjian faction was, but he immediately thought of Zhao who was encouraged by himself Brother...
Fortunately, just when Wang Jing wanted to rush to the rescue, Brother Zhao slammed into the Hushan formation and returned.
It seemed that there was no damage except for a little embarrassment.
Wang Jing finally let go of a heart.
"This time it was my brother who was in danger." Wang Jing's face was a little apologetic.
"I really didn't expect that Lishan Jianpai actually came out with such a character..." Thinking of everything before, Brother Zhao still had some lingering fear: "I'm not afraid of Brother jokes, I was so scared that I couldn't even take care of Wuyin Thunder Mantra. I turned my head and ran. Fortunately, I ran fast enough. If I slow down the first half of the step, I am afraid that I will be caught up by the opponent..."
"Wait..." Brother Zhao was saying fortunately in that face, but Wang Jing's face suddenly changed, and a pair of eyes stared at Brother Zhao's back.
"Brother, are you..."
After Wang Jing had a cup of tea for a while, then he sighed with interest and pointed his finger at Brother Zhao's back: "Take off your clothes and see..."
"what?"
Brother Zhao was puzzled, but he still took off his clothes...
Then, Brother Zhao was stunned.
"How can it be!"
Brother Zhao was holding the clothes in his hands, and the clothes were covered with dense holes. At a glance, there were hundreds of holes. These holes were added together, and they were spelled together in one line-don’t come to death!
The key is……
Brother Zhao can see that all these dense holes are stabbed with swords...
What is this concept?
Some people unknowingly sent hundreds of swords to themselves, each of them only pierced their own clothes, but did not let themselves perceive.
This swordsmanship is almost magical...
In front of such a person, I am afraid that I am not much better than a child. People can unknowingly puncture hundreds of small holes in their clothes, and they can naturally unknowingly in themselves. Pierced hundreds of blood holes...
The most ridiculous thing is that I thought I had escaped...
In fact, I never escaped from beginning to end. People want to kill themselves, but they just raised their hands...
Thinking of this, Brother Zhao couldn't help but grin: "I'm embarrassing to Zongmen..."
"Brother Zhao, this is not to blame you." It was probably aware of the change in the mentality of his own brother. Wang Jing knew this time, and it was a bit of a blow to Brother Zhao, and he warmly persuaded: "After all, the Lishanjian faction is north. It’s not surprising that there are one or two such genius disciples in the first sword cultivation school in the realm. Besides, the practice is not about fighting overnight. Today, he can pierce hundreds of small holes in your back. Change to you indefinitely, pierce hundreds of blood holes in him..."
"Brother Wang, I'm fine..."
"It's okay." Wang Jing patted Brother Zhao's shoulder, and then walked out of Qianshan Zongshan Gate. As soon as he raised his hand, seven charms flew out.
The Seven Dao Runes became seven Fire Lights, and each flew to all corners of Wuhai, and fell into the hands of the seven true disciples of Qianshan Sect in Wuhai...
Each rune carries the same sentence.
"If you meet the disciples of Lishanjian, you should never fight with them."