Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 136: Kill a **** road

In the sky, Zi Donglai was determined to die and with firm belief, he faced the two masters alone. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

Boom!

The golden spear swept across, with a terrifying aura, and Zi Donglai didn't care about it.

He didn't want to survive for himself, but to hold the two masters and fight for Ling Xian's precious breathing time, in other words, he was for the inheritance of Ziyang Sect.

I have to say, this is a good leader.

At this critical moment, he is not thinking about his own safety, but about the inheritance of Ziyang School.

The disciples and elders below who gave up their lives and fought **** battles are all good. Everyone puts life and death aside, vowing to advance and retreat together with Ziyang Sect, and live and die together!

"Hey, he is a good suzerain. At this time of crisis, he is not thinking about personal safety, but about ensuring that Ziyang Sect's inheritance is uninterrupted."

Ling Xian sighed and looked down at the storage bag around his waist. He knew very well that the storage bag contained the various inheritances of Ziyang Sect and the wealth accumulated over the years.

Suddenly, he felt his shoulders sink, as if a mountain was pressing on it.

That is a heavy responsibility.

Guarantee Ziyangzong has an uninterrupted inheritance and continuous responsibility for incense.

In all fairness, Ling Xian and Zi Donglai have no friendship, nor do they owe Ziyangzong anything, but Ziyangzong owes him a lot of kindness. Simply repairing the kindness of Ziyun Formation is enough to make everyone in Ziyang Sect be grateful to him.

Therefore, he can withdraw and leave without worrying about the life and death of everyone in Ziyang Sect, let alone accepting this heavy responsibility.

Be aware that the situation at this moment is very serious. It is very difficult to break a blood path, even with Lingxian's powerful strength, it is not easy to escape.

What's more, he has to bring Zidong’s children and those disciples, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty several times, and it can be called a life of nine deaths.

However, Ling Xian agreed.

For the sake of Zidonglai's request, or to make himself feel at ease, in short, he agreed without hesitation.

This is him. If you change to another person and you are too late, how can you take the burden on yourself?

"Sect Master Zi, don't worry, since Ling Xian has promised you, I will definitely do it." Ling Xian looked firm and looked at the purple-clothed man who was fighting in blood, slowly spit out a plain but full of killing intent. Discourse.

"Even if it is to spare this life."

With a faint word, Ling Xian took a deep look at Zi Donglai, then his back figure flashed and flew towards the battlefield below.

"Lingxian, if there is an afterlife, I would like to be a cow and a horse to repay your kindness."

As if hearing Ling Xian's promise, Zi Donglai raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

After that, he slowly narrowed his face to smile, and the sharp spear in his hand burst out with brilliant brilliance, killing the two masters in front of him.

His offensive is getting more and more fierce, but his body is getting weaker and weaker, but he doesn't care at all, just blindly attacking, vowing to stop the two strong pill formation powerhouses and buy some time for Lingxian.

Below, a woman with a delicate and beautiful face wearing a purple dress has a solemn expression, holding a long sword, and is fighting desperately with the monk on the opposite side.

This woman is the woman from Zidong, Zi Huashang.

Behind her, there was a teenager who was about twelve or thirteen years old curled up, his eyes were dull, his face was pale, and his body was trembling violently.

His name is Zi Yingxiong, the son of Zi Donglai.

At this moment, Zi Huashang squeezed the sword tactics and tried his best to resist his opponent.

However, her cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation construction, and it was impossible to resist the man in the middle stage of foundation construction on the opposite side. She fought with no more than a few tricks, and her sword was broken by the man.

"Hey, little beauty, die for me!" The man smiled coldly, ran his body mana, and slapped Zi Huashang's head with a palm!

This palm is heavy, fierce and domineering. If the shot is hit, this woman will definitely have her brain splashed and she will die.

"Are you going to die..." A sad smile appeared at the corner of Zi Huashang's mouth. She knew very well that she couldn't stop this palm with her own strength.

So she simply gave up resistance and waited for death to come.

However, just when she was full of despair, a figure drew across the air, and instantly came to Zi Huashang's face. Immediately, the woman's beautiful eyes widened, and she saw a scene she would never forget.

I saw the young man in white slowly stretched out his right hand, and immediately, the man who was difficult for Zi Huashang to resist, flew upside down like a kite with a broken line.

"Are you the daughter of Sect Master Zi, Zi Huashang?"

Ling Xian slowly turned around, his expression calm as water, as if it was not a strong foundation builder who had just shot flying, but just a mosquito.

Zi Huashang was stunned, looking at the handsome young man who suddenly appeared, he didn't hear Ling Xian's question at all.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, are you?" Ling Xian frowned.

"Ah..."

Zi Huashang came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "Ah, yes, I am."

"Okay, then the child behind you is the son of Sect Master Zi."

Ling Xian stretched his brows and glanced at the thin young man hiding behind the woman, and said in a deep voice: "The situation is urgent, I don't have time to talk to you. If you understand one thing, then follow me. , Remember, you must stay with me."

After speaking, he raised his head to the sky with a loud shout, which exploded like thunder, resounding through the entire battlefield!

"All the disciples and elders of Ziyang Sect, listen carefully, after all come to me, I will lead you to blaze a trail!"

The voice fell, and the battlefield below was suddenly silent. Everyone stopped their hands and looked at the location of Ling Xian one after another.

After that, all Ziyang Sect monks were refreshed, and their faces were full of joy.

"Look, it's Young Master Ling, Young Master Ling is here to save us!"

"Haha, I knew that Young Master Ling would definitely appear, and with him, we would definitely survive!"

"Yes, Master Ling is finally here, we are saved!"

Everyone in Ziyang Sect cheered for joy, and even a few of them shed tears, not knowing whether it was because of joy or sorrow.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry behind me." Ling Xian shouted again, urging everyone to come over.

Suddenly, the cultivators of Ziyang Sect shook back their opponents one after another, and then ran towards Ling Xian.

Soon, hundreds of monks gathered behind Ling Xian, everyone staring at his back, full of expectation and trust.

Suddenly~IndoMTL.com~Ling Xian felt his pressure was heavier.

The trust of hundreds of people, which means that there are hundreds of lives on his shoulders alone. How can he not let him feel pressure?

However, this responsibility was willingly accepted by him. Therefore, he has no complaints or regrets, even if he fights this life, he will live with these people!

"Let's go, I will take you..."

Ling Xian's expression was flat, and he took a step forward slowly but firmly, and then, a word that was flat but full of determination came slowly from his mouth.

"Cut a **** path."

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