Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 3782

King Jinling felt relieved. He gave Song Yuchan the spirit stone, and Song Yuchan gave it to his son.

The [-] million spirit stones were turned around, but they still fell into the hands of his son.

Although he is an unfavored son, he has not been exiled after all.

Under his greeting, all the monks went to the banquet one after another and ate and drank a lot.

Song Yuchan was invited to sit in the main seat, stealing the limelight from Ma Wencai.

He pulled his face and said nothing.

Li Yingqiong mocked on the opposite side, "Why, come back to kill someone, and he is sitting here, but you dare not do it?"

Ma Wencai said disdainfully, "I am doing this to the King of Jinling."

Li Yingqiong snorted and said with a smile, "Happy to enmity, revenge and revenge, where is the use of taking into account the face of others, you are obviously afraid."

"Don't provoke me!"

Marvin glared at her and said, "You also have hatred with her, why didn't you make a move?"

Li Yingqiong took a sip of wine and said softly, "I just want to drink now."

Both of them knew that Song Yuchan's cultivation was immeasurable, and they didn't dare to act alone.

It's just that I can't lose face and don't want to actively ask for another one.

Ma Wencai pointedly said, "Stop talking nonsense, we will join forces later. Neither of us is her opponent."

"sounds good."

Li Yingqiong raised his glass as a gesture of acceptance.

After a group of people drank, it was late at night.

Ma Wencai threw the wine glass in his hand, and cursed at Song Yuchan, "Demon girl, don't delay any longer, find a place to fight!"

Li Yingqiong and his group stood up with cold faces.

The monks on the field clicked their tongues and stood up one after another.

The King of Jinling persuaded, "This fellow Taoist, peace is the most important thing!"

Ma Wencai said angrily, "How can we reconcile the hatred of destroying the family?"

Song Yuchan stood up and challenged Ma Wencai, "Fellow Daoist Ma is interested, let's choose a place!"

Ma Wencai pointed to the outside and said, "Above the river."

"Then play with you!"

Song Yuchan's expression was indifferent, and she didn't pay attention to Ma Wencai and Li Yingqiong at all.

Both of them yelled, "Demon girl, court death!"

A group of them left first and went to Dajiang one after another.

With so many monks supervising, they were not worried that Song Yuchan would slip away.

"Let's see who can help you this time!"

Chao Yueying gave Song Yuchan a cold look, and followed her master to Dajiang.

The King of Jinling worriedly raised his hand at Song Yuchan and said, "Miss, if you can't do it, why don't you go first? These two are both masters of Taoism, so I'm afraid they won't be opponents!"

Zhao Yan was also worried, "Master, Haohan doesn't want to suffer the immediate loss. Go now, don't be ashamed."

Song Yuchan looked at her apprentice and smiled lightly, "Master's way is the way of invincibility, so you should go forward bravely and fearlessly. Now that you leave, your Taoist heart will be blocked. Besides, they are not the master's opponents."

She patted her apprentice on the shoulder to comfort her, and asked Wu Song and Yan Qing to take him to watch the battle.

A group of people all passed by and landed on the surface of the big river.

All the monks present followed excitedly. It is not always possible to meet this level of confrontation.

Some of them had heard of Song Yuchan's name before, and some of them were seeing her for the first time.

I don't know what kind of ability she has, but she recruited Kunlun and Shushan high disciples to be hostile at the same time.

Under the bright moon, the surface of the river is like a white horse.

The evening wind blows, and the river water keeps rolling, as if a chain of horses is constantly fluctuating.

Song Yuchan fell from the air and stepped on the river.

"You really dare to come here."

The corners of Ma Wencai's mouth curled up, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

Song Yuchan snorted and said, "It's just a rat, but relying on Kunlun's magic weapon of a sage, do you want to suppress me?"

"Mice?"

Ma Wencai's complexion was twisted, feeling the deep insult, he could not help but hiss, "Then today I will show you how powerful you are!"

As soon as he raised his hand, he took out the Pangu banner and held it in his hand.

"Li Daoyou, don't trap her yet!"

As soon as Ma Wencai drank, the water surface around Song Yuchan suddenly became choppy, and Ying circled around her.

Li Yingqiong played the Hunyuan One Qi Taiqing Talisman, using the Hunyuan Mother Qi to give birth to Yin and Yang Two Qi, which turned into a Liangyi formation and trapped around Song Yuchan.

The heaven and earth are turning, and the two instruments are turning.

Around Song Yuchan, it has turned into a forbidden area of ​​yin and yang, black and white fish pictures.

The law of void on all sides was sealed by this formation.

An invisible barrier was formed around, trapping Song Yuchan inside.

The yin-yang fish rotates, constantly devouring and consuming people's energy and energy with the power of the law of space.

Among these two instruments, there are six gates of life, death, darkness, light, illusion, and extinction.

People walk around in the formation, and if they break into a door casually, it will be a matter of life and death.

Zhao Yan had just started his apprenticeship, and he didn't want his master to suffer such a catastrophe, so he said anxiously, "It's a pity that I don't have mana, so I can't share my worries for my master!"

Yan Qing patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's fine if you have the heart, but you don't have to worry about your master, she will be fine."

"That's right, this little trouble can't trap your master."

Wu Song looked indifferent, and Song Yuchan was able to easily resolve the pressure from the Buddha.

This small array is really nothing.

The other monks on the field showed the same expressions as Zhao Yan.

They looked at Song Yuchan, and some of them expressed disdain and said, "This little girl is so bold, how dare she face two masters alone?"

"She doesn't know how powerful this saint's magic weapon is?"

"This magic weapon can trap even demons during the day, how can a little girl like her be an opponent of this formation?"

"Just wait! If you don't make three moves, she will definitely die."

"There are still three moves, I don't think she can use one move."

The melon-eating monks on the field talked one after another, and some even organized everyone to bet on the field.

Ninety percent of the monks bet all on Ma Wen and they won.

Wu Song called the organizers over and took out 100 million spirit stones to buy Song Yuchan to win.

Now the odds are one to ten, Song Yuchan won, and Wu Song made a net profit of 1000 million.

The organizer sneered, "Daoist friend, you should think clearly. Don't dare to pay so much just because the odds are high. But when you lose, you can't play tricks!"

Wu Song smiled lightly, "I'm afraid you'll play tricks!"

The organizer patted his chest triumphantly and said, "How is it possible, we are disciples of Maoshan, serious sect."

He showed his Maoshan token, and he was undoubtedly a Maoshan disciple.

"That's good!"

Wu Song paid the money, Maoshan disciples issued a bill, proudly went over to brag to other organizers immediately.

Everyone looked at Wu Song as if they were looking at someone who had been taken advantage of.

On the big river, the wind and waves wrinkled.

Ma Wencai entered the formation holding the Pangu flag, and signaled to Li Yingqiong, "I'll deal with her, you just need to trap her."

"rest assured!"

Li Yingqiong's eyes were cold, and he sneered at Song Yuchan, "Young girl, you will definitely die today. The debt you owe us in Shushan should be paid back today."

Ma Wencai secretly gave the three treasures, Yu Ruyi, to Chao Yueying, and told her secretly, "If anything happens later, you can smash it out with this thing."

(End of this chapter)