The Ancestor of Body Repair

As the three were captured, the spears and broadswords were also scattered on the ground, breaking into several knots.

It was a man named Guan who shot. With his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, even if the three mortals were strong in martial arts, it was impossible for them to escape in his hands. A simple sword technique and vine technique would capture a few people.

And the disciple surnamed Liu, who brought the one-armed man back to the mountain gate, did not say a word during the process. For him, bringing the one-armed man and the others to the Tianjian Peak has already paid off his favor, and their life and death will be different. He has nothing to do with it.

not to mention. In the face of this uncle Linghu, even his master did not dare to say much.

In the vines, the red light in the fist of the one-armed man gradually dissipated. He lowered his head and said nothing. He obviously knew that even if they were the top martial artists in Cangzhou, they would only be able to cope with a mid-qi cultivator.

Not to mention the white-haired man, the young man who was dealing with them now showed the strength to suffocate them. Just now, his third sister and fourth brother's swords and guns combined, almost exerting their strength to the maximum.

They used this move to take on mid-level Qi refining attacks, but that simple sword light, as if crushing, shattered the luck in their hearts.

Feeling the strength of the vines on their bodies, the young woman and the big man showed a bit of despair, and the big man couldn't help shouting: "It turns out that you Tianjianmen and Jiuyoumen have a nest of snakes and rats, and let Jiuyoumen attack our warriors. "

"Fourth, shut up!" the one-armed man whispered.

Hearing the big brother's words, the big man was even more excited. He couldn't stop the car all of a sudden, and every swear word shot out of his mouth.

A trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the white-haired man who had just walked up to the eight teenagers: "It's really noisy."

At the same time as he spoke, he put his two fingers together, and a golden sword light appeared out of thin air, rushing towards the three one-armed men.

"I really don't know whether to live or die. How dare you insult my Tianjianmen in front of Senior Brother Linghu."

"It may be that there is still a way to live in the hands of Jiuyoumen."

"This age, such a spiritual root, is no different from mortals, and he still wants to worship my Heavenly Sword Sect."

Looking at the captured people, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect at the Qi-Refining Stage showed contempt, and even the young boys and girls who had not yet cultivated immortals looked at the one-armed man with a superior look.

Feeling the gazes of the people around him and the dazzling sword light, the one-armed man's eyes burst into a gleam of light, and a fiery meaning erupted on his only left fist, and the nearby vines were a little loose.

Of course he knew that a casual blow from the white-haired man could easily kill him, but before his life was over, he wanted to use all his strength with a move that he didn't dare to use.

Because the last time he used this simplified trick, he lost his right arm. Now that he uses it with all his strength, it must be a dead end, but he would rather die in his own hands and let his life burst into splendid sparks, rather than being killed like an ant. Feel free to pinch to death.

As the one-armed man mobilized the energy in his body, the muscles in his whole body began to spasm, and his face was contorted because of the pain, but his eyes were full of unyielding and unyielding colors.

Suddenly, a huge fist appeared out of nowhere, without the spiritual light of any immortal cultivator on it, blocking the man with the broken arm.

This is the fist of a mortal man, but that terrifying golden sword light hit it, turned into a little bit of aura, and dissipated, as if a cockroach was shaking a big tree, there was no way to do anything about this ordinary fist.

Such a discordant scene made the one-armed man stunned, and the move that was originally running was taken aback.

In front of the vines, at some point, a burly, ordinary-looking mysterious man appeared. He was wearing a black suit with a nondescript, small cotton-padded jacket worn by teenagers.

After dissipating the sword light, the mysterious man quickly slapped the one-armed man on the left shoulder, directly letting the energy in his body relax and blocking the move abruptly.

The mysterious man tsk tsk said: "Little guy, this move is not something you can use with your current physical body."

From the appearance of the mysterious man to the moment he spoke, not only the one-armed middle-aged man, but even the surrounding Tianjianmen disciples were stunned, and then these people reacted.

"who!"

"Bold, dare to sneak into my Tianjianmen."

The surrounding Tianjianmen disciples said so all of a sudden, but each one was like a formidable enemy.

Although they didn't know what means the other party used to break the sword light, the person who could understate the command of Master Linghu's sword light must be the top existence in the foundation building period.

The white-haired man had already turned around, his expression was extremely serious, he had the cultivation base of the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and his consciousness had reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Others may not have seen the scene just now, but his consciousness barely captured that moment.

Before this mysterious man, he actually pretended to be a teenager who failed to break through the barrier. When he hit the sword light, his body suddenly swelled, and a purple light flashed before appearing in front of the one-armed man.

Apart from that, the white-haired man didn't find anything, he couldn't notice the mana fluctuations of this man at all, just like a mortal.

He immediately thought of a possibility, his face changed, and a sword talisman was quickly provoked, which shot towards the mountain gate.

At this moment, the mysterious man flicked his fingers, and the purple light flashed past, and the last one came first, smashing the sword talisman, revealing a marble-sized purple ball. The man still felt a strong sense of crisis.

He didn't care about anything else, he immediately took out the long sword behind him, stood in front of him, and carefully observed his opponent, not showing his calm and dignified appearance at all.

For a sword cultivator like him, his fighting instinct is extremely sensitive. This person can come here without him. Nine times out of ten, he is a cultivator at the stage of forming an elixir, which is not something he can deal with at all.

However, his status in the door is not low, and he has some life-saving treasures in his hand. Moreover, under the mountain door, there is a larger battle fluctuation, and a large number of swordsmen will come to the door, so it is not too fearful.

After the small ball shattered the talisman, it crossed an arc and landed in the hands of the mysterious man again.

The mysterious man said calmly: "I have no ill intentions towards Tianjianmen, I just came here to take these three people away."

After he finished speaking, the mysterious man slashed the vines on the ground lightly with two knives in his hands, and put the one-armed man and the other three people on his thick shoulders like stacking sacks.

From the appearance of the mysterious man to the process of taking these three people away, there was no fluctuation of mana. This man seemed to have completed all this with his physical body, which caused the Tianjianmen disciples on the platform to look at each other in dismay.

"boom."

When an obvious sound of smashing the ground came, the white-haired man took out a sound transmission, described a few sentences, and slammed it into the mountain gate.

At this time, the man surnamed Guan asked cautiously, "Senior Brother Linghu, is that person a senior?"

The white-haired man said solemnly: "With my strength, I didn't even notice the mana fluctuations on this person. Nine times out of ten, he is a cultivator at the stage of forming an elixir. I have already reported it to Uncle Lin, the deacon in the sect, and his old man will handle it. ."

Then he said to himself: "Is there anything special about the mortal being tracked by Jiuyoumen? Even the cultivators of the Dan period were alarmed."

The man surnamed Guan said with a look of reminiscence: "These three mortal warriors are quite strong. Judging from the feedback from the younger brother Jianguang, I am afraid that they can threaten the monks in the middle stage of Qi refining."

The white-haired man frowned, and just as he was about to speak, the mountain gate behind him opened, and an old man came from the sky, followed by a powerful force of consciousness that spread around.

After a while, the old man looked at the following people and said, "Junior Nephew Linghu, continue, I will meet the guy you mentioned."

After speaking, the old man turned into a white light and shot away into the distance.