RNP Chapter 147
Chapter 147
The monk who had seen the wine sword fairy stared at the chic and uninhibited figure in front of him with excitement on his face.
The last one who had never seen
the Wine Sword Immortal was more curious!"What?" "He?Is the Wine Sword Immortal?""So young and handsome
!" "What a sword qi
!" "One person against the entire ghost?" It seems that the matter of the Pishan Ghost Snake and the Kunlun Nine-Story Demon Pagoda
was indeed destroyed by the Wine Sword Immortal alone
!
""
The five-body body that we admire is thrown to the ground!".
Suddenly, countless whispers rang out.
Qin Fang instantly became the focus
of the entire Yellow River Ghost Domain! Even Wang Mang, the opponent of the Yellow River Ghost Domain,
took advantage of this to look at the Nine Tiger Generals suspiciously: "Does anyone know where this drunk man came from?"
The nine people shook their heads one after another to say that they didn't know.
It had only been a moment since they followed the ghost god Wang Mang's birth,
so how could they have known?
Even this Yellow River ghost snake, they had never gone out.
Not to mention contacting other ghosts to find out the news
!"Whoosh!"
The Holy Maiden of Shushan Dugu Flying Sword flew over.
Above the giant sword, they are all monks who are low in cultivation and difficult to fly.
Landing on the ground and putting away the sword.
He looked at the slender figure in front of him.
Holding a wine gourd, the giant sword behind him is suspended, and he is full of chic and uninhibited.
And the strong smell of alcohol.
Dugu Feixue was stunned for a moment
, and then as if she thought of something, her expression gradually became complicated.
Old Heavenly Master, Murong Chenghua, Wuxin Grand Master and others all knew the reason.
The Buddha was not an eventful person, and when he saw something unusual, he did not ask.
As the saintess of the Shushan Immortal Sect, since Dugu Feixue came down the mountain
, she first changed to the head of the Kunlun faction Ouyang Zi, and then defeated the Xuanxin Authentic Yan Chixia
, and in the end, even the Heartless Archmage and the Old Heavenly Master were not her opponents.
She was full of confidence and wanted to make a name for herself in Shu Mountain, and
even came to the Taoist Temple of Jiujian Immortal in Yuyin Mountain to directly challenge Jiujian Immortal.
I never thought that I had stayed for more than a month and never saw the wine sword fairy fighting.
In recent days, the revival of ghost qi and demon qi between heaven and earth has reached a peak.
SS-level ghosts, demon gods, and demon beast kings were born one after another.
Among them, the Pishan Ghost Snake and the Nine-Story Demon Tower were all strangled by the Wine Sword Immortal.
In contrast, the previous Huangshan ghosts and white bones are all pediatrics.
In today's situation, for Dugu Feixue, who is bent on challenging the Wine Sword Immortal and is full of confidence to defeat the Wine Sword Immortal
, this blow is not a big blow, and it has become her dedication to cultivation.
In the sympathy of the knowing monk,
Dugu Feixue raised his chin and stepped forward and said, "Dugu Feixue
, the Holy Maiden of Shushan, came to help meet the Wine Sword Immortal!"
Like everyone else, she reported to her home.
"Shu Mountain?" The
sect from which the Wine Sword Immortal was born, Qin Fang raised his eyes and looked over.
I saw that the saintess of Shushan was light and delicate, and her cultivation had reached the realm of legends,
which made him impressed.
Sure enough, the
Shushan Immortal Sect is really good.
At such an age, his cultivation has surpassed that of the Heavenly Master, and he may not be under the Baimei Sword Saint of Shushan.
It's really a talent out
of Shu Mountain!"It's just?"
Qin Fang frowned slightly, but this
name, he was a little familiar! With the appearance of the monks of Huaxia Kyushu one after another
, Qin Fang also left this familiar name
behind, as for the matter of "Dugu Feixue of Shu Mountain Holy Mountain challenging the predecessors of the Wine Sword Immortal today",
he didn't take it to heart at all, he didn't take it seriously, and he had forgotten it a long time ago.
In all directions, more and more monks came to support, with the ghost god Wang Mang as the Nine Tiger Generals and hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers around.
Puzzled, he looked at the drunkard who was about to fight: Inexplicable! Do
you still have to perform such a salute before fighting now?
With doubts and incomprehension, he held his head high proudly.
They are all fought on the battlefield, and they disdain this gift of our literati.
"Boom!"
they were not afraid of the present situation.
One is that His Majesty is here in person, and the other is hehe...
On the home field of the Yellow River Ghost Dragon, all of them are their "people
"!"Ahem!"
Ghost God Wang Mang coughed lightly, with a gloomy smile on his face
, and said, "Have you finished greeting you?"
"It seems that everyone has come almost the same, and I still have to look for them one by one." "
Now, as long as I absorb all your blood, I will definitely be able to break through and become a ghost immortal in one fell swoop!" The
long, shrill sound of metal grinding was extremely piercing.
Qin Fang rubbed his ears with one hand and chuckled
: "So sure
?" "If Poor Dao uses you to make wine, Poor Dao will definitely be able to ascend to the sky in one fell swoop!"
The voice was not loud, but it penetrated straight through everyone's eardrums, especially the ghost god Wang Mang
, his face changed drastically, and he said fiercely: "Stinky Daoist, what are you talking about?"
"I said
," Qin Fang paused slightly, and sneered: "What? Can't you hear clearly when you're old?"
"Poor Dao is saying that Poor Dao needs to use you to make wine
!" "You!" "You
!" Ghost God Wang Mang He had suffered, his pale face, gritted his teeth and said:
"Kill!"
At the sound of an order, the Nine Tiger Ghosts, who had already been eyeing each other, each took tens of thousands of Yin soldiers and
killed them among the monks with weapons in hand.
The monks, led by the Old Heavenly Master, Qi Qi turned their inquiring gaze to Qin Fang.
They are all waiting for his orders.
Even though the Heavenly Master is highly respected and the Kyushu Monks Alliance, in front of
the Wine Sword Immortal, they all automatically default to the Wine Sword Immortal as the supreme commander.
All the monks picked up the magic weapons in their hands, sealed them, and
all of them were ready to go, just waiting for the wine sword fairy to give an order, and they all rushed to kill.
Vowed to send these demons back to the eighteenth layer of hell.
Where did you come from, where do you go back?
Qin Fang looked at the Yin soldiers who rushed up, and the killing intent on his face did not decrease.
When I saw them, I thought that the Kunlun sect and small Buddhism had been destroyed.
His anger was still unsubsided, and he just used these Yin soldiers and ghosts to vent his anger.
Now with his strength, it is said that these tens of thousands of Yin soldiers
, even if the ghosts of the entire Yellow River Ghost Domain are dispatched, he does not need his strongest move.
On the contrary, his blood was boiling in his body, and he was
eager to get as much as possible!
Qin Fang looked up to the sky and poured a few sips of wine.
The whole body is refreshed.
Only then did he mutter: "Wan-sword-duel
!" "Qiang!"
A sword roared, and the Chiyan Sword suspended behind him shook instantly.
One is divided into two, two is divided into
four, and four
are ten thousand swords!
The sky above the ghost snake was dense, and the cold light flickered.
"Kill!" Countless
sword lights were dispatched,
and the ten thousand sword tricks of the transcendent realm were beyond the reach of these Yin soldiers and evil ghosts.
Even the S-level Nine Tiger Ghost Generals are difficult to resist.
The sword intent is agitated, the sword aura is fierce, and the sword momentum is majestic and carries the power of heaven and earth.
A sword corresponds to a yin soldier, rising
at the same time, wailing all over the field, and the soul is scattered in an instant.
Turned into a rich soul power and floated in the air.
All of a sudden
, people turned on their backs!
The cold light shimmered, and the
ghost shadow shimmered.
This is the only move that is invincible!
The Holy Maiden of Shushan Dugu Feixue and Sun Miaomiao stood beside the Heavenly Master, the Buddha Master, the Heartless Grand Master and others.
When the two of them saw the Shushan Peerless Ten Thousand Sword Techniques displayed by the Wine Sword Immortal, there
was a "buzz" in their minds, and they were blank.
"What is this
?" "Ten Thousand Sword Tricks?"
came back to their senses, and the two looked at each other with horror on their faces.
"How can the Wine Sword Immortal know the Ten Thousand Sword Technique of my Shushan Immortal Sect?"
"Impossible!"
Dugu Feixue's pair of autumn water pupils suddenly widened as if they were stimulated, and they were dumbfounded.
As if thinking of something, he muttered to himself,
"Could it be?"