PFC Chapter 87 Enemy Reminder
Chapter 87 Enemy Reminder
The enemy was extremely jealous when they met him. If possible, Jiang Moshu would have wanted to destroy the bone sword and cut this person, oh, this monster in front of him, into ten pieces and eight pieces.
It's a pity that the two demon kings are inseparable and there is really no chance to make a move.
Jia Yunzhen was so enthusiastic that he brought his own drinks and came over frequently to clink glasses. He said in a familiar manner: "When I look at Brother Jiang, I feel something inexplicably familiar. Come on, let's go."
Jiang Moshu nodded and said calmly: "Brother Jia, I feel like meeting an old friend again. The fate is so mysterious."
Jia Yunzhen pointed under the cloud platform and saw that the mountains were like swords, rising up towards the sky. The mountain wind blew by, and the leaves whirled softly, just like the faint sound of swords.
"Brother Jiang, you must be returning today."
Jiang Moshu narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "That's right. Brother Jia, would you like to drop by my Ming Tan Sect to be a guest? I promise to treat you well."
Jiayun Zhen had an indifferent demeanor, but he waved his hand and said, "A gentleman does not set up a dangerous wall. My hatred of Wangui Peak and Ji Jieyu is as deep as the sea, but I dare not come to your Mingtan Sect. But if Brother Jiang goes to Wangui, In the monster jungle, I will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you."
"Oh, I have been in seclusion in the sect all year round, but I have never heard of the grudge between you and him. But now that I have returned to the sect, I should be considered a bit mean-spirited. How about I make an appointment with you and him, just the three of us, to settle this grudge? Let's talk." Jiang Moshu gently turned the jade cup and spoke slowly.
Jia Yunzhen laughed, and truly felt that Jiang Moshu wanted to bring the three of them together alone, and that was not a lie.
Immediately he raised his hands and said, "Thank you to Brother Jiang here. I have a grudge in my heart, and it involves the monks of Dingyuan Temple in Northern Xinjiang. I can't look back."
Speaking of this, Jia Yun really thought of the old monk Yuebai, and Jiang Moshu also thought of the monk Leng Chan who was guarding him on the cliff. The two of them couldn't help but snorted coldly, and they laughed in each other's eyes.
"So you hate monks too." Jiayun Zhen looked proud, and his tone was full of gratitude, "Thanks to you, Brother Jiang, I trapped the Yuebai monk in Northern Xinjiang into cause and effect. Since the people in Northern Xinjiang like to stretch their hands, , I will chop off his claws."
"Beijiang Dingyuan Temple," Jiang Moshu narrowed his eyes, "They are indeed nosy. It would be great if you could teach them a lesson."
One person and one demon silently raised their glasses and drank in one gulp.
Jia Yunzhen thought for a moment, and then said in a panic, "Although I feel like old friends with Brother Jiang at first sight, there is one thing that I can only remind you, but I can't help."
Jia Yunzhen pointed at Zuowang Peak opposite the Yuntai, smiled coldly, and said,
"I always feel that some people are not convinced. Brother Jiang, please be extremely careful all the way back."
……
"Go home!" Jin Guran shouted excitedly.
The blue sky was clear and dotted with white clouds. The giant white bone boat sailed across the sky, just like a piece of bone-white clouds, flying towards the direction of Mingtan Sect like lightning.
Also accompanying him were the sect leader's golden body platform of gods and demons and the sect's ghost walking cloud platform.
Jin Guran stood on tiptoes, twisting his little head back and forth, his face full of pride. He pulled Jiang Moshu and said, "I was right before, right? You hit Xuanhen Sword Sect in the face this time. Look, I'm like this The little mouth is very clever."
Jiang Moshu spread his hands and showed a smile: "Yes, yes, thanks to Gu Ran Jiyan, but this time it is a duel, and the magic weapon and the body must be left to the opponent, so if you want the magic weapon, it is better to No."
Peng Ran laughed loudly and said to Jin Guanran, "Have you seen how powerful your brother Peng is? He's a half-step golden elixir. He was so pressed by me that he couldn't move."
"Tch, the cowhide is blown. It's obviously thanks to my brother Yun Yinhua. I can trap one of your beast ghosts. How can you be so powerful?" Jin Guran pouted and smiled. teased.
This is not bad. The weird Yin Hua achieved by Jin Guran's special Tao body is so powerful that it can defeat the ghost Tao. The golden elixir of Wan Gui Peak is all amazed. Fortunately, this person is in Yin Hua Peak, and he is with Wan Gui Peak. Guifeng is a good friend, but if he is taken back by another sect family, he may not be able to defeat him in the future.
Peng Ran's face turned red, and just as he was about to rise up to retort, Jin Guran was hit twice on the head by Luo Yun.
Luo Yun's eyes narrowed and he said calmly, "We three adults are going to talk about something. Guanran, you go and sit aside and breathe."
The girl who had been as active as a deer just now suddenly shrank her neck, as if she saw her enemy and her natural enemy. She couldn't be more obedient. She ran far away and sat down cross-legged, but her eyes were narrowed slyly. Look this way.
Luo Yun turned his head, and the expressions of the three of them became a little solemn.
Luo Yun's eyes were filled with frost as he confirmed, "Jia Yun is really sure that the Xuanhen Sword Sect will take action again?"
Jiang Moshu nodded. He only had two interactions with the Xuanhen Sword Sect. They were either besieging or secretly attacking him. His impression was already very bad. I also admire him somewhat.
I have already informed the three peak masters, but I don’t know what methods the Xuanhen Sword Sect will use. "
Peng Ran also put away his usual playful smile and said in a low voice, "Anyway, it's just a matter of soldiers coming to block the water and cover up the soil. He has the four souls of the Xuanhen Sword Sect, the sect master and the three peak masters here, so we won't be afraid of him in a fight."
Luo Yun frowned, "That's what I'm worried about. Even if the soul's combat power doesn't suffer, there are hidden dangers in hooking gods and demons, and the golden elixir's combat power will be much less."
Jiang Moshu smiled faintly, "If you are really shameless and use Jin Dan to kill us Ningzhen, Senior Brother Luo, you can run away with Gu Ran first, and Senior Brother Peng will go in another direction. I have fought against Jin Dan, so how to escape is somewhat difficult." My experience, you don’t have to worry about me.”
Peng Ran's eyes almost popped out of his head, "Have you ever played against Jin Dan?"
Before Jiang Moshu could reply, he saw sword rain falling from the sky, and the white clouds in the sky were immediately dispersed.
The three of them looked at each other and said, here it comes!
……
The majestic sword energy exploded between the heaven and the earth, just like four red flags appeared in the sky and the earth. The sky and the earth were all dyed into green and flowing elixir. The colors were gorgeous, and the sky was full of killings, which made people's hearts tremble. .
This sword energy is sharp but coincides with the mystery of heaven and earth. It is like the surging sea tide, which suddenly comes and rolls away when the wind blows. It is also like the endless sky light, which turns over the clouds and wipes the sea, washes the mountains and melts the snow.
The voice from the opposite side was like a sword, resounding throughout the world, "Seeing Ningzhen compete with swords also makes people feel a little bit technical. Please don't rush back, please let us demonstrate our magical powers for the juniors."
The eight golden elixirs of Ming Tan Sect rose up into the sky against the wind.
The auras of gods and demons are intertwined, and although their auras are fierce, they are each mysterious in their own way. They may be as yin as silk, or as ghostly, or as white bones and solid steel.
As the leader of Mingtan Sect, Fu Yuchu's momentum was like thunder running across the sea, standing on a lonely peak.
Four phantoms of gods and demons have appeared behind Fu Yuchu and the three peak masters.
There was no politeness in Fu Yuchu's words, and he said with a cold smile: "I never thought that your Xuanhen Sword Sect could not afford to lose, so I might as well not hold this sword-forming competition in the future."
Behind the four people on the opposite side, there are also illusions of wooden swords, silver threads, thunder, and spiritual phoenixes, and the wind, thunder and thunderbolts are flashing endlessly.
But I heard Master Mujian laugh out loud, with a thick and deep voice, "I am a swordsman, and my peers invite me to fight, so I can show off my prowess in swordsmanship."
The void shook, and the auras of gods and demons connected with each other, and a hundred-foot-sized white-bone god and demon crashed out of the void. It was fierce and powerful, and the sound was terrifying. During the roar, the sword energy stirred up waves.
Zheng Yuqing stepped on the forehead of Yuan Chen's white-bone god and demon with her bare feet. The eyes of the god and demon released a ten-foot-long white light, and turned into countless skeletal hands to grab at the opposite side.
He actually took action first.
Zheng Yuqing's temperament was as cold as ice, the lazy and charming look in her eyes disappeared without a trace, and the coldness in her eyes invaded people, "I said that one day I will smash your heads.
That means today! "