Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 113
Zhao Ke'er's face was pale, the sword control technique just now had consumed a lot of her blood, and she was almost unable to stand at this moment.

Correspondingly, the power of this style is quite astonishing. Almost all the [-] or [-] second-tier monks who participated in the siege of her were killed, and only one half-dead fat man was saved by Li Si. Depends on his own luck.

Zhao Ke'er glared at Li Si, taking it as a face for him and not pursuing him for saving the little fat man.

Before coming here, Fu Jiu had reminded that the White Shark Gang had gathered more than half of the talents in Qingshui City this time, which just gave them a chance to subdue these people.

Like the previous little green hair, wild bear and others, these are all talents. It would be a pity if they were chopped off with a knife.

Little Lumao could push Zhao Ke'er to this point by himself with a few first-rank younger brothers. Although luck played a big part in it, if the opponent wasn't for Zhao Ke'er, they would definitely not have succeeded so easily, but they also It can be seen that this little green hair is really a talent.

It's a pity that he died a little too early, so he can only blame himself for his own death, not anyone else.

At this moment, Zhao Ke'er had the illusion that her body was hollowed out, but with her extremely strong temper, she would definitely not admit the fact that she was exhausted.

Looking at Bai Qi who was still besieged by four third-tier monks and dozens of second-tier monks, Zhao Ke'er threw him a provocative look.

The third-tier cultivators also noticed the situation here. Just now Zhao Ke'er performed the sword control technique with great momentum. They are not blind, and they can feel the murderous air constantly coming from the air when they close their eyes.

Seeing a large pile of corpses on the ground, the remaining second-tier monks were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, and they dared not take a step forward.

The faces of the third-tier monks were also pale, and they judged others by themselves. They thought that even if they were in the sword forest, they would not feel good.

At the same time, they also saw the clues in Zhao Ke'er. Zhao Ke'er was holding on to the flying sword stuck on the ground and panting heavily at this moment, which seemed to be a sign of excessive consumption.

The Tier [-] cultivators who participated in the siege of Bai Qi observed the situation here with a little attention, seeing Zhao Ke'er's appearance, their hearts were a little hot.

What she used just now was Yujianshu, a spell that only immortals can use according to legend, if they can catch her and ask about the secret of Yujianshu
Bai Qi can't take it for a while, and Zhao Ke'er is Bai Qi's companion. If they attack Zhao Ke'er at this time, if Bai Qi cares about his companion, there will be flaws. Yu Li and the others will not let Zhao Keer go.

Greed flashed in the eyes of a Tier [-] cultivator who was besieging Bai Qi, and he said: "What are you afraid of, no matter how strong she was before, she is now a half-useless person, and a Tier [-] cultivator can take her down. "

A group of second-tier monks looked at each other and shook their heads. This third-tier monk was not trying to remind them kindly, but was planning to use them as cannon fodder to test how much strength Zhao Keer had left. If you rush forward without thinking, you are really stupid.

Zhao Ke'er killed a second-tier cultivator just like killing a chicken, who knows if she has a back-up.

"Hmph, a bunch of waste!" The third-tier monk was a little annoyed when he saw that the second-tier monks had been unable to make progress. It seemed that he had to do it himself.

He didn't worry much about his own safety. After all, the woman's vitality would be greatly damaged if she used such a secret technique just now. He didn't believe that he couldn't take down this little girl.

"Hold this person first, wait until I get the secret of sword control from that woman, and each of us will share!"

The other three third-tier monks nodded. They all knew each other well. A monk can’t run away from the temple if he runs away. What’s more, secret arts such as sword control should be cheats that can be practiced. It’s not a loss for them to copy a copy. For this little thing, he broke his promise and got himself into trouble.

As soon as the three people's figures changed, they formed a triangle and surrounded Bai Qi. As long as they dragged for a while, their companions would be able to capture the little girl. By that time, Bai Qi would not be able to obediently catch him?

Bai Qi's face was not very good-looking, and he secretly cursed "idiot".

Zhao Ke'er's behavior was unreasonable in his eyes, exhausting all his energy and blood on the battlefield, isn't this suicide?
Trouble is, he also had to come to the rescue.

After all, Zhao Ke'er is his companion, and she has an unclear relationship with his previous life. No matter what, he can't let her fall into the hands of others.

The third-tier cultivator attacked Zhao Ke'er with a strange smile. Zhao Ke'er's face changed drastically, and she regretted her recklessness, but she also knew that if she did it again, she would still do it like this. Who made her a girl? .

Zhao Ke'er forcibly straightened her waist, put the flying sword on her chest, gritted her teeth, cut her fingertips and forced a few drops of blood onto the flying sword.

A streak of blood flashed across the flying sword, staggered into the air again, and ran towards the third-tier monk.

The third-tier cultivator's face was as usual, obviously he had already prepared, and the sword in his hand collided head-on with the flying sword.

This Tier [-] cultivator is in the middle of Tier [-]. If Zhao Keer unleashes this blow in a state of complete victory, he will definitely not be able to take it easily.

It's a pity that at this time Zhao Ke'er has already run out of fuel, and the power of the flying sword is not tenable, even if it is dripped with blood.

The two swords collided, Zhao Ke'er's flying sword was found at a strange angle by the third-rank monk, and he flew away with one blow.

The sharp sword continued to attack Zhao Ke'er unabated, what they wanted was the secrets in Zhao Ke'er's mind, they didn't say that Zhao Ke'er was the only person.

For a little girl like her, this third-tier cultivator has seen a lot, and she won't be obedient if she doesn't show some ruthlessness. This time, he intends to beat her seriously, as long as she doesn't die.

Zhao Ke'er was so angry that her teeth were itching, and her face was as pale as a piece of white paper. She knew exactly what was going to happen next.

Her father often warned her before that sometimes falling into the hands of the enemy is more terrifying than death.

"Stupid woman!" Bai Qi took a quick glance and saw Zhao Ke'er's crisis.

Three third-level monks and dozens of second-level monks locked him firmly, and it is conceivable that it would be difficult to escape and rescue him in a short time.

Bai Qi's eyes turned cold, and the blood on the bronze spear was full of blood, covering the golden light blessed by the river god.

"Break Form!!"

A little cold light came first, and then the spear shot out like a dragon.

Bai Qi pinpointed a Tier [-] cultivator, and poured his fierce offensive on that Tier [-] cultivator without any muddle.

"Bam—"

A bloody hole was stabbed in the man's chest, and he died with regret.

The other two third-tier monks seized the opportunity and slashed Bai Qi's back with swords in their hands.

Bai Qi snorted, and flew out of the encirclement with this force.

On the other side, the desperate Zhao Ke'er has already started to close her eyes, quietly waiting for death to come.

After waiting for a few seconds, the imaginary pain did not come, she opened her eyes, and a drop of blood dripped on her face.

(End of this chapter)