My apprentice is by no means sick

Chapter 124
Ling Kun waved his sleeve robe with his right hand, bringing up a faint layer of white light, and faintly spit out a word from his mouth.

"roll!"

call--

This seemingly weak movement shattered the surrounding black bone skeletons in an instant, and the skeletons condensed by the black mist exploded together, but condensed new bee pupae and went up.

Seeing this, Ling Kun waved his other hand to disperse the foggy skeletons again.

Taking this opportunity, Ling Kun could see that these skeletons had absorbed the Dao Rhyme of their attacks before they re-condensed.

He can clearly see the flow of Dao Yun and Xianli, so the characteristics of this black mist are naturally seen through at a glance.

It will devour the energy of the enemy's attack to achieve circulation, what kind of wonderful skill is this?
Although it was unheard of, the technique was undoubtedly extremely powerful, and even Ling Kun couldn't get out of it for a while.

Ling Kun knew very well that if this went on like this, he would be consumed to death by himself without Sheng Di's action, so naturally he would not be so stupid as to continue doing useless work in the same place.

The Bianjian sword flashed between his eyebrows, and the pure murderous aura radiated from the sword body, amplifying endlessly.

"If you can swallow it, swallow it for me and see!"

The Bianjian sword was spinning in the air, and the murderous aura condensed into a blue-faced, long-toothed ghost stretched out its sharp claws and slapped the black skull!

Bang!
Bang bang bang! ! !
The skulls were easily crushed into black smoke, which was inhaled by the ghost.

A black ball appeared in Li Gui's blood-red body condensed by murderous aura.

The black ball swam in the body of the fierce ghost that was condensed with murderous aura, but it was quickly wiped away, and it couldn't make any more waves.

The Li Gui also dissipated in the air, and the Bi'an Sword retracted into Ling Kun's body again.

It took less than ten seconds to go back and forth, but Sheng Di was not idle at all.

There are golden wheels all over the entire Dengxiantai, all of which are painted by fairy patterns.

Ling Kun frowned and raised his hand, and as soon as he made this gesture, simple words appeared in the air around Ling Kun.

They quickly found their place and fell in the air, as if writing a poem without paper and ink.

Shengdi would never let Ling Kun succeed.

His golden wheel was shining brilliantly, and from it rose countless magical weapons, each with different shapes, but they seemed to be just phantoms.

The oppressive feeling of these weapons made the Bi'an sword in Lingkun Lingtai tremble!
Ling Kun sensed the crisis but ignored it, and continued with his actions.

Seeing Ling Kun's state, Sheng Di knew that he must have some honor, but for a moment he couldn't think of what other means Ling Kun had to solve the current situation.

He didn't hesitate too much, if he waited for Ling Kun to write the Baizhan Poetry, he might be hanged and beaten.

All the phantoms of weapons in the golden wheel pointed their blades at Ling Kun, made a sound of piercing the air, and attacked Ling Kun in unison!

shhhhh--

Seeing the blade approaching more and more, Ling Kun still didn't stop the movement in his hand, instead he sneered and looked towards Shengdi.

Shengdi's heart was chilled by this look, but it was too late when he secretly thought that something was wrong!

A large void sword pierced through the space and landed directly on Shengdi's chest, while he was looking at the point of the sword inexplicably piercing his body on his chest with disbelief.

Ling Kun's figure was illusory at this time, Shengdi's attack passed through his illusory body, and just a single wave shook the illusory body away.

And Ling Kun, who had appeared behind him at some point, still maintained the posture of raising his sword.

"Master...

Good...means..."

Shengdi turned her head to look at Ling Kun unwillingly.

But Ling Kun remained expressionless.

wrong!

It always feels like something is not right.

Seeing Shengdi's expression suddenly changed, "Hey, Master.

Remember what you taught us? "

He deliberately paused here, and then turned into a cloud of black energy and shouted ferociously: "It is taboo to be confident in the enemy!"

The black mist approached Ling Kun and quickly took a step back, but it seemed that he hit something behind this step.

Shengdi's chin suddenly moved up from behind.

"I got you!

Teacher~respect~"

puff-

Ling Kun's heart was pierced, and a wave of powerlessness surged through his body, and the great sword in his hand fell off due to the powerlessness, and disappeared into midair.

A clawed hand appeared on his left heart, pinching the still beating heart.

Shengdi leaned her chin on Ling Kun's shoulder and looked at the still vigorous heart in her hand with him and smiled:
"Master, look at this color, how beautiful it is!

If you look at the frequency of its beating, it is still very energetic! "

Ling Kun's breathing became more and more rapid, and he glared at Shengdi's side face with cold eyes.

Seeing Sheng Di smirking, he exerted force in his hands.

Bang!
Ling Kun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the heart had turned into blood and debris and flowed all over the ground.

"Hehehehe...hahahahaha..."

Shengdi withdrew her hand and laughed loudly.

But Ling Kun fell straight on the ground.

When Ling Kun fell down, Tiandao in mid-air was still watching with great interest the scene where the two masters and apprentices were tearing each other apart.

There are ten thousand beasts galloping past in his heart at this moment, this kind of fighting method is afraid that even Blue Star's script would not dare to make it up like this.

Why do you say that?
Before Sheng Di was excited, he felt that his body began to feel weak, and even his vision was a little blurred.

After a while, he half-kneeled on the ground and broke out in cold sweat.

And "Ling Kun", who was stabbed so heartbreakingly, turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

The Great Sword of Void burst out of the space again without any sign, and this time he made a decisive decision, Shengdi saw a flash of black light, and then rolled his eyes twice on the ground.

At this time, his head had already fallen to the ground, and he could only watch helplessly as his body fell limp.

Ling Kun escaped from the space, looked at the body of "Cheng Di", and he put his big sword on the ground.

After Ling Kun let go, the Great Sword of Void also disappeared on the ground, leaving that crack.

"Have you played enough?

Come out after playing enough, don't let me do it myself. "

Ling Kun looked towards the corner of Dengxiantai.

A pool of black water appeared on the ground hundreds of miles away, and Cheng Di's figure slowly emerged from it.

The body of "Chengdi" whose head had been beheaded by Ling Kun also dissipated into a wisp of black mist.

The unusual flame rose from Ling Kun's palm, and it burned without giving the black mist any time to escape.

Seeing this, Sheng Di smiled and shook his head, "Master is still so cautious.

But even if you are as cautious as you, I don't know how you feel after learning the true face of Fifth Junior Sister? "

There was only indifference in Ling Kun's eyes, "Compared with these insignificant things, I regret teaching you too many skills instead of teaching you to respect the teacher."

Shengdi laughed and said nothing when he heard the words, and Ling Kun also didn't move.

But in Tiandao's eyes, today's Dengxiantai has become two colors.

From Sheng Di as the radius, the gloomy ghost array was derived, and the white inscribed array in Ling Kun's direction was indiscernible.

They are all delaying their time to set up their formations, and to some extent they are quite tacit.

Until the areas extended by the two sides were touched by each other, it seemed to trigger the fuse between the two.

Ling Kun's eyes froze, the blood sword in his hand vacated, the red shadows spread from the corners of his eyes, and red and white flowers of the other shore began to grow from where he was, and the dark red momentum burst out, driving his robe to make hunting sounds !
Two pure black long maces appeared in Shengdi's hands, black air rose from behind him, and eerie skinny wild ghosts crawled out from under his feet, all of whom had cultivation levels above mortals!

The two sides were at war, and even the monks who were outside held their breaths and concentrated.

(End of this chapter)