The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron Chapter 385: Bullying
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81_81261 Jiuyang Feitian, with the momentum of thunder, trapped the three giants of the sky.
"Self-destruct artifact, imprison me and wait! Such a great courage!" Han Jianglin was afraid of the imprisoned scorching sun, which contained terrifying energy that was enough to burn them to death.
"How long will we be trapped? You, die!"
The mid-level artifact self-detonates, its energy weakens, and it can't hold them for too long!
Fengming Pavilion Master Qian's eyes were full of grief and anger, and he shouted in a low voice: "Feng'er, bring the medicinal pills! Even if you die, you have to fight with Erwai to the end!"
Yu Ling's eyes are full of sadness, and her voice is faintly crying. Although she is cold and arrogant, she is the most respected person in her heart: "Master, run away, our disciples will block them for you!"
"One person is not enough, ten of us, ten people is not enough, we have a hundred people, a hundred people are not enough, we still have 10,000 disciples, willing to die for the master!"
A scream, touching the hearts of thousands of female disciples.
"I am willing to fight to the death for Master!"
Swish--
One after another beautiful shadows, knelt down on one knee, and let out a desolate and tragic cry: "Master, please go first!"
Master, go first!
Go first!
Among the many forces, Fengming Pavilion is the most harmonious force, united both internally and externally, and has no competition with the world.
The master of Fengming Pavilion treats others with generosity and is deeply loved by his disciples.
At a critical juncture, the disciples sacrificed their lives to help.
The tragic sound of the nine days of revolving shakes Fengming Fort.
"You, stupid!" Fengming Pavilion's tone trembled: "You only have one life, do you understand?"
Sad mood fills the sky.
A lot of young disciples kept weeping and weeping silently.
They are afraid of death, but they are even more afraid that the pavilion master will die first.
"Fengming Pavilion disciples obey orders!" The pavilion master's eyes flashed with determination, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
"All disciples, flee immediately!"
"Fengming Pavilion, starting today.. disbanded!"
After uttering the last words, Pavilion Master Feng Ming was ten years old in a trance.
Losing, self-blame, grief, and pain are mixed in my heart.
The Fengming Pavilion, which has stood for hundreds of years, is ruined in her palm!
Yu Ling burst into tears: "Master, I won't leave! You die, I will die with you, you fight, I will fight with you!"
The danger shows the true feelings, and Yu Ling's eyes are absolutely: "I was taken in by the master since I was a child, and I have no one to rely on. You are the only person I want to protect!"
"How can I leave you alone?"
The truth is like a mountain, heavy and warm.
The inner feelings of countless disciples, looking at each other, all showed a bit of absoluteness: "I would like to fight for the pavilion master!"
"Fight for the pavilion master!"
"The pavilion owner is here, we are here, the pavilion owner is dead, we are dead!"
All female disciples are determined!
The will of ten thousand people, merged together, like a torrent of steel, shaking people's hearts.
Even the pavilion master Fengming, even Han Jianglin and other three giants of the sky, were shaken by this will!
Rao was Su Yu, who was also shocked on the spot, silently moved.
He had never seen a group of leaders so united, so defended to the death.
Looking at the master of Fengming Pavilion, Su Yu suddenly felt relieved: "You are here, Fengming Pavilion is there, you are everything in Fengming Pavilion."
As long as Pavilion Master Fengming is still alive, her disciples, her disciples, and her people will not surrender.
The light in his eyes flashed, and the pavilion master Fengming choked, unable to make a sound.
"Master, the medicine pill is here." Feng Xian squatted down and took a jade bottle.
Her expression was as calm as ever, neither joy nor sorrow, even if the master was dying.
That anachronistic temperament is incompatible with the atmosphere of Fengming Pavilion.
Take out an elixir, which looks like an ordinary healing elixir, but contains a trace of holy power.
"There is Lao Feng'er." The pavilion master Feng Ming took it, raised his head to swallow it, and kindly touched Feng Xian's forehead: "I'm sorry to let you lose your spirit and heal my wounds."
Holy power has an auxiliary effect on the injury, but it will deplete some of Fengxian's divine will.
Feng Xian bowed her head, quietly accepted the loving caress of the pavilion master Fengming, her face was indifferent, and she was holy: "No thanks, who made you the pavilion owner, not to mention..."
The corners of Feng Xian's mouth still had an indifferent expression, but there was a strangeness, a coldness, and a hidden killing intent: "What's more, Master is going to die here today! A mere amount of holy power, even if It is to repay the kindness of the teacher's nurturing!"
The sudden and fierce murderous intent left the surrounding phoenix girls at a loss.
What happened to Feng Xian?
Ah-
Suddenly! The pavilion master Fengming groaned in pain, covered his abdomen, and said in shock, "My dantian! What you swallowed for me is not a healing medicine!"
Fengxian's indifferent face was covered with a hint of coldness and cruelty: "That, of course, is not a healing medicine, it is specially made for the master, the nine death medicine!"
Nine death pills? Everyone's faces changed!
According to the rumors, the ancient elixir that can make the fifth-level cultivation of feathers completely useless?
A medicinal recipe treasured by the pharmacist!
But, it's not a legend, this kind of medicine lacks the mysterious power that True Dragon Continent does not possess, so it is impossible to refine it successfully?
Why, why did it appear in the hands of Feng Xian?
As if struck by lightning, the cold light in Su Yu's eyes flashed, and he said in a condensed voice, "You are the one who instructed Zhou Jing to steal the medicinal herbs!!"
The real murderer who murdered and refined medicine in the firewood room was extremely ferocious, and the real murderer turned out to be the famous saint, Fengxian! !
How can the two be reminiscent of each other?
One **** cruel, one noble and holy!
"Hehehe...I only know now, it's too late!" Feng Xian's holy face was distorted by a sneer, and a trace of grimness appeared!
"In order to refine this nine-death pill, I have tried refining the pill for many years. Master, how does it taste? Are you still satisfied?" Feng Xian grinned, looking down at Pavilion Master Feng Ming, who had lost his cultivation. .
As holy as she is on the outside, she is like a poisonous scorpion on the inside!
"Why do you want to do this?" Pavilion Master Feng Ming was in pain, his facial features were distorted.
Feng Ming Pavilion Master snorted: "Of course you don't know the current affairs! The unification of the Northern Continent is the general trend. You insist on hindering. Although I am your disciple, I must stand above the righteousness!"
Complete nonsense!
The sky, with a loud bang.
The three giants of the sky will shake the Nine Suns and are about to get out of trouble.
Han Jianglin laughed and said, "Fengxian, you did a good job! After the unification of the Northern Continent, we will be relieved that Fengming Pavilion is in charge of you."
Feng Xian Yingying smiled: "Thank you for the appreciation of Alliance Leader Han, Lord Tingxue, and City Lord Darkmoon. The little girl will do her best."
"Now, I will remove the head of this woman and end the fearless war!"
Ferocious swept across Feng Xian's eyes, she sneered, and grabbed the throat of Pavilion Master Feng Ming with a palm.
At this time, only Su Yu and Feng Nu were by his side.
Su Yu was seriously injured, and the distance was ten meters away. The space supernatural power was sealed, and there was no way to rescue him!
Although Yuling is by his side, how can he be the fourth-level feather in the ascension, how can he compete with Fengxian's fourth-level feather peak?
Feng Ming Pavilion's major was lost, and he was seriously injured. He laughed miserably: "I have no eyeballs, and it is my own fault for this fate.."
While laughing at himself, Pavilion Master Feng Ming closed his eyes in despair.
Pfft-
A muffled sound and blood splashed.
The pavilion master Fengming opened his eyes and entered the target, it was Yuling's **** face with a miserable smile
"Master, apprentice.. go first.."
Behind it, a palm broke the heart!
"Yu Ling!!!" The eyes of the disciples who rushed over were split.
"Fengxian!! You bitch! I want you to shred your corpse into thousands of pieces!!"
The crowd roared in sorrow, rushing like a tide.
Fengxian's face was indifferent, and with the blood splashing on her face, it was extremely cold.
"Hey! What kind of hero?
Bang——
Feng Xian kicked Yu Ling's body away with one kick, and once again grabbed the throat of Pavilion Master Feng Ming.
As long as she dies, the Fengming Pavilion will lose its cohesion and collapse on the spot.
But, right now!
A wave of palms, silently struck!
Fengxian was caught off guard, and only had time to condense a layer of spiritual energy on her body to resist.
Pop——
A dull sound, with a **** arrow, performed the scene.
Fengxian's cheek was slapped with a huge blood mark, and the force was so strong that it slapped her flying, and a mouthful of blood was drawn from her mouth.
Su Yu's anger was flying, his blood rushing to the top, and his severely injured body was swept away by this palm injury.
Watch for a piercing streak of blood from the corner of your mouth.
"You, that's enough! Bitchy woman!" Su Yu has never been so disgusted by a woman for a moment!
Follow the enemy and betray the sect, deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor, and finally, kill the teacher!
The appearance is holy and noble, and it also integrates the holy will of the true God!
However, the heart is cruel and vicious!
As a human being, Feng Xian is the woman she hates the most, no one!
This kind of woman, a bitch, is not enough to express Su Yu's disgust!
"You beat me?" Feng Xian covered her hot cheeks and stared at Su Yu with malice!
The dignified saint, who is high above, which man does not admire her?
Only Su Yu, who embarrassed her before, still dares to slap her face in public!
Because of the anger of the departure, the face is abnormally distorted and hideous.
"Hit you? What I want is to kill you bastard!!" Su Yu's murderous intent swept out.
Fengxian's heart thumped, and she looked Su Yu up and down, her face was pale, and she seemed to be still weak.
However, how much combat power has been saved is unknown!
Lenovo Su Yu crushed Shen Kong, Feng Xian was full of agility, screamed a little, flew into the sky, and fled from Su Yu's side.
She thought that Su Yu, as an outsider, would be like those geniuses from all sides participating in the conference, and would not interfere, but unexpectedly...
Boom-
At this time, the nine suns in the sky were completely shaken.
Three giants, get out of trouble!
The terrifying aura enveloped a ten-mile radius.
The release of the breath alone made the disciples of Fengming Pavilion lose their confidence in the first battle.
The master of Fengming Pavilion was seriously injured and his cultivation base was abolished.
Su Yu's body is seriously injured, but he is strong on the outside and strong on the inside.
The 20,000-strong army is about to be crushed~IndoMTL.com~ The three giants of the sky are out of trouble.
Is there anything more desperate than this?
"Yin Yu, it's none of your business, run away." Pavilion Master Feng Ming pulled Su Yu's sleeves, his eyes dimmed, filled with bitter tears.
The sect died because of her, and the disciple died because of her. How can she bear it in this life?
Su Yu's body shook for a while, her face was pale, but her demeanor was as firm as ever: "Pavilion Master, you can help me when I am in trouble. Now that you are in trouble, how can you just walk away?"
"Don't talk, hurry up and recuperate. Before the power of the medicinal pill is completely dissipated and excreted from the body, your cultivation will still be saved."
"What about you?" Pavilion Master Feng Ming asked subconsciously.
Su Yu looked up at the sky, the figure of a giant who looked like three suns and moons, encouraged him to stand still, and smiled: "Of course, we will fight to the end!"
"I alone, come to fight the three of them!".