Chapter 1967: Success or failure in one fell swoop
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Ultimate Wizard
- Romantic Soot
- 1361 characters
- 2021-01-30 03:15:24
Finally, Xiao Yu completely lost the ability to resist due to excessive blood loss, and fell to his knees heavily.
The Lord of the Raksha Temple frowned, his face looked very ugly.
The deputy master of the Raksha Temple, the guardian of the left and right sides of the Raksha Temple, add up to the right and left arm of the palace owner.
But in the end, they were all defeated by a little boy like Lin Tiancheng, which really made the Lord of the Rakshasa Temple feel extremely angry.
Although this battle is not over yet, the disciples of the Thunder Dragon Sect are convinced of the leader Lin Tiancheng.
Only the strength of the mid-level of the Tribulation Period can defeat Rob and Xiao Yu of the Raksha Temple one after another. This is probably impossible even for the previous leader of the Thunder Dragon Sect.
"To be able to fight with such a leader, even if I die, I am willing!"
"At the beginning I thought that the leader was young and his strength was not as good as our vice leader. Now I am convinced."
"Indeed, this leader has nothing to say, just one word, strong!"
At this time, I saw a disciple of the Raksha Temple hurriedly reported to the Lord of the Raksha Temple, "Hallmaster, there are three strong people coming here, seemingly to help the Thunder Dragon Sect."
The powerful spiritual knowledge of the Lord of the Rakshasa Temple spread, and he whispered, "It turns out to be the real person Shuiyang, the old man Nanxuan, and the old thing Zhao Hong. Since they are not afraid to offend my Raksha Temple, they just let them today. Look at the strength of my Raksha Temple. Let the world know the fate of offending my Raksha Temple."
The lord of the Raksha Temple is actually of the same generation as Master Nanxuan and others, and he has played against them more or less, so he is naturally familiar with their breath.
These current powers are only one third of the Raksha Temple.
No matter how many helpers Lin Tiancheng can find, the Lord of the Rakshasa Temple is not afraid.
The goal of the Lord of the Raksha Temple is to dominate the Central Capital Continent and rule the Netherworld.
In his eyes, Lin Tiancheng is nothing at all.
Finally, Master Nanxuan, real Shuiyang, and Grandpa Zhao Hong arrived one by one.
In the end, even Lin Tiancheng's aunts and witches came.
Master Nan Xuan walked in with steady steps, "Don't panic in Tiancheng, let us help you!"
When Grandpa finally arrived, Ruoshui trot over with excitement.
"Grandpa, you are finally here!"
Real person Shuiyang touched the back of Ruoshui's head and said to Lin Tiancheng, "Tiancheng, you should have told us about this earlier. You saved my old life, and you saved my granddaughter's life. I will take it. Support you with all the strength of the Church."
Before the words fell, the entire Thunder Dragon Sect's square began to vibrate violently.
I saw that the disciple of Xuan Shui Sect and the disciple of the Fengchen Family were coming over in an orderly manner.
At this moment, the number of disciples on Lin Tiancheng's side has directly expanded to more than 4,000, which is no less spectacular.
Suddenly, the morale of the whole team soared, shouting and killing.
What Lin Tiancheng didn't expect was that Old Man Zhao Hong had brought Mengyao.
I saw that the girl Mengyao was fully armed and seemed to want to fight side by side with Lin Tiancheng.
Father Zhao Hong said with a smile, "I thought my life would be over after lying in bed for so many years. I didn't expect to experience such a vigorous thing, thanks to my great-grandson-in-law!"
The witch finally saw only his apprentice Jiang Suxi. Seeing the thin disciple, the witch was heartbroken.
The Lord of the Rakshasa Temple laughed aloud, "It's just a group of wine and rice bags. Is my Raksha Temple really just this strength?"
A gloomy wind whizzed past, and the sky seemed to become more gloomy.
An incredible thing happened.
The dark sky suddenly collapsed and a few holes were made, and six disciples of the Raksha Temple jumped out of it.
Their appearance immediately made Lin Tiancheng's expression of excitement of everyone solidified on his face.
The six powerful men in the middle stage of the Tribulation Period, this is too incredible!
The Lord of the Raksha Temple unexpectedly recruited six powerhouses in the middle stage of the Tribulation Period.
Bai Shi Tong frowned, "So, the six hermits in the Raksha Temple were not dead? I thought they were all killed in that battle!"
Although Bai Shi Tong did not participate in the battle between the Underworld and the strong human race three thousand years ago, he heard about the existence of the six hermits in the Raksha Temple.
The six hermits in the Raksha Temple played a vital role in that battle, but Bestone also heard that they were all killed.
Therefore, when Lin Tiancheng asked him about the power of the Raksha Temple in Tianyun Mountain that day, he didn't mention anything about the six hermits.
He didn't know until now that the six hermits were not dead.
The Lord of the Rakshasa Temple said in a deep voice, "You two refuse to retreat. Today I want to turn this Thunder Dragon Sect into a corpse mountain and learn the sea. I want everyone in the cultivation world to know that they dare to oppose my Rakshasa Temple. Then there is only a dead end."
Luo Yang accumulated strength and broke free from the shackles of the vines, and looked at Lin Tiancheng arrogantly, "Boy, what's wrong with you? Are you terrified? Wasn't it arrogant just now?"
Xiao Yu kicked him fiercely, "Isn't it embarrassing enough to leave soon?"
Seeing that many of the disciples were a little uneasy, Lin Tiancheng turned and said loudly, "All disciples follow the order, and success or failure is in this one move. Either you die or I die. We are Thunder Dragon Sect, Xuanshui Sect, and everyone in the Fengchen Family. , No one is a scumbag! Let us fight Raksha Temple today, even if we die, we must die vigorously!"
Master Nan Xuan's heart was silent for a long time, but Lin Tiancheng's impassioned statement made waves.
"Life is a master, and death is a ghost. I really didn't misunderstand Tiancheng."
When Grandmaster Nanxuan Litian became the leader of the Thunder Dragon Sect, everyone was hesitant, and it seemed that there was no excuse.
But from the beginning to the end, the Nanquan master knew that his decision was not wrong.
True person Shuiyang nodded, "This Tiancheng has the style of Brother Nanxuan when he was young!"
The reputation of the former leader of the Thunder Dragon Sect in the entire Black Triangle and even the Northern Territory is unknown.
Master Nanxuan resigned, and Lin Tiancheng came again.
So this Thunder Dragon Sect is destined to be extraordinary.
Father Zhao Hong's face flushed, and he couldn't help but said excitedly, "Well said, leave me two dog things from the Raksha Temple. Even if it is dead, I will kill it."
In fact, Mr. Zhao Hong's strength had already broken through to the mid-term state of the Tribulation Period, but he was bedridden with a hidden disease on his body.
After Lin Tiancheng's treatment, he not only fully recovered from his injuries, but his strength has also been greatly improved.
The witch turned around and said to Lin Tiancheng, "Tiancheng, count me."
Raksha Temple not only took away the map of the witch, but also imprisoned her address for more than three months.
The witch can't continue to swallow.
"Count me." Ruoshui took a step forward.
Knowing everything is not tall, he waved his hand, "and me!"
The purple-clothed woman glared at him, "What are you going to do? This Raksha Temple is not annoying!"
Knowing things all tugged his sister's sleeve, "Sister, you taught me the kind of dripping water to repay me as a spring. Big brother saved my life. Do you want me to help him?"
The purple-clothed woman turned around and stopped answering.
Lin Tiancheng raised the Tai'a sword high and pointed it at the Lord of the Raksha Temple, "Kill me!"
Suddenly, the entire Thunder Dragon Sect seemed to be trapped in the ancient battlefield, shouting for killing, and the sound of weapons colliding one after another.
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