Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 152
"what!"

With a cry of pain, Huang Yang Xueyi's body stiffened, and he only felt severe pain all over his body, as if he was about to fall apart.

The silver sword light became more intense, and Mrs. A's arms around her daughter became tighter.She saw the devil stepping forward step by step to kill Ah Bing.

That terrifying demonic figure seemed to be engraved in her heart and turned into a nightmare. Desperation overflowed her eyes, and tears blurred her vision.

However, suddenly a silver light flashed by the side of the road, and she saw Huang Yang Xueyi, who was still looking wanton just now, suddenly stopped moving, and his stiff body stood upright.

His expression was sluggish, as if he had been cast with a spell of immobilization.

A smear of bright red suddenly appeared, blood danced all over the sky, blood splashed everywhere, and sprinkled all over the ground.

Looking carefully, it was the silver light flowing that killed the terrifying demon, Huang Yang Bloody Clothes.Mrs. A looked in a daze, through the gap, she seemed to see vaguely, it was a black and white long sword.

Just when she was about to take a closer look, the sword light flashed across the demons swirling around them.

Snapped!
"what!"

"No!"

"do not"

The cry of pain resounded, but stopped abruptly.Blood was flowing, and then she saw that all the demons in her eyes fell down, motionless.

Blood mist fills the air, and the smell of blood rises to the sky!
Taking a deep breath, not only did she not feel sick at all, but she smelled a strange fragrance.

The scent of devil's blood
"died?"

She murmured, with disbelief still on her face.

They are dead, the demons are dead.

They can survive.

As this scene happened, the field seemed to suddenly become silent.Needle drop can be heard, only the rustling of the leaves blown by the breeze, and the sound of the demon corpses falling.

"We are saved!"

After a long time, suddenly, someone shouted loudly, breaking the dead silence, and the surroundings instantly changed from quiet to noisy.

"We are saved."

"The demons are all dead."

"We can survive."

"Run!"

"Who saved us?"

"Go and see how A Bing is doing? Is there anything wrong!"

"Yes! Yes! Go and have a look, if it weren't for him, we might not be able to wait until now. He is our savior!"

"Bing, Bing, wake up!"

Ah Yi stepped forward and hugged Ah Bing, hoping that he would wake up.Put your hand in front of your nose, feel the faint breath.

He shouted happily: "He's still alive, he's still alive!"

His face was full of excitement and joy.

Just when everyone was overjoyed because of A Bing's incident, they heard the sound of footsteps in the distance.

Step! Step! Step!
He wears a Confucian robe and makes a silky holy robe, carries the breeze and the bright moon on his back, and the sword tells how many storms there are.With long hair flying, the lonely city has descended on the dry river between the Dharma talks.

All of a sudden, the awe-inspiring holy spirit fell, the holy light was ethereal, and the big golden characters dazzled people's eyes, as if they were talking about how many truths and how much sincerity they were telling.

The villagers who didn't know what happened looked vigilant, and they circled around, eager to see through, looking at the shade of the tree anxiously.

After experiencing chaos just now, and encountering such a vision again, the villagers who had been scared away were terrified.

"To understand the things of all people, to realize the knowledge of one's own. Sincerity produces the will of the people, and the heart of life."

The title of the poem is bright, the light is clear and sacred, and the immortal posture descends gracefully, accompanied by the aura of grandeur, and behind you are the phantoms of sages!
Just as a thousand sails pass by, the sages accompany them!
As the figure descended, a silver light flickered and returned behind him. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a black and white two-color black sword inserted into the scabbard.

Gucheng stepped forward expressionlessly, looking at the frightened villagers with grief.

He was traveling in the distance just now, and was going to Mingyue Bugui Shennei, to meet his senior brother Renjue, to see if there was any turning point in the matter of the holy sword.

When he was on the way, he heard the cry for help from a distance in his body, as well as the tragic black resentment.

When he saw this scene, he knew what must be happening ahead, and hurried over.It's a pity that despite hurrying and hurrying, it's still a step too late.

Looking at the blood slowly flowing in front of his eyes, the scarlet blood dyed the ground red, and the surrounding dead leaves were also bright red.

Looking up at the dull-looking villagers, he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.I don’t know what to say, blame him, blame him for coming too late.

If he could have come earlier, he wouldn't!
Thinking of this, he slapped out his palm, and the air of his palm passed through the air, making a squeaking sound, as if he was about to break due to unbearable force.

boom!
With a palm falling, there was a loud bang. Huang Yang's blood-clothed clothes, which were intact just now, were completely shattered into pieces, broken into blood mist, and scattered in the air.

"Damn!"

Cursing angrily, Gucheng clenched his fist, but weakly let go!
Seeing such a scene, the villagers were already petrified, and it seemed that Gucheng came to help them.But look at him now, his eyes are spitting fire, and his face is full of anger.

It still scares them!
They have actually seen quite a few such so-called chivalrous men, perhaps for nothing, they are for the sake of their own prestige.

They also do things within their ability to become famous, but when it comes to themselves, they are no different from those demons and heretics in essence.

In their eyes, all people with abilities far beyond theirs are aliens, just keep them at a respectful distance, and don't get close.

Otherwise, I don't know which day, that month, maybe because of your wrong sentence, my name will be ruined.

In fact, they have been involved in such things too much.

After a long time, seeing the atmosphere reaching a deadlock, Mrs. A moved slightly, put down her daughter, walked forward alone, and walked to Gucheng.

Slightly bowed and said, "Benefactor!"

In the past, she was also a lady of great family and came from an extraordinary background. If it wasn't for the naked man halfway through, she wouldn't have married Lao Jia, a restaurant owner.

Years passed, and the memories of the past were almost forgotten by her.If it weren't for this disaster, Boss A died, and she would not have escaped. I'm afraid he has already forgotten these things.

Because, she actually enjoys the days of harmony between husband and wife, and she has a lovely daughter.

All of this made her even more attached.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.The experience of this day seems to have once again opened up its memory of being in a martial arts family. The whole day's passerby is also a whole day's survival!
until
Thinking with a complicated expression, she looked towards Gucheng.

According to her past memories, the person in front of her should be a member of the Confucian school, and the Confucian school has always regarded benevolence and kindness as its mission, and has the idea of ​​saving the world and calming the people.

Even if the rumors are nine out of ten black, there are very few things that hurt the people.Therefore, the isolated city in front of me can barely be trusted.

Gucheng came back to his senses, looking at the woman who came slowly, seeing the dodge in his expression, his heart ached.

This is all a disaster of troubled times!

Thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said: "Madam, don't worry, I am a member of the Confucianism sect. I just heard a cry for help from here, so I came here to help."

"So, you don't have to be afraid, I'm not a bad person!"

With that said, Gucheng looked back at the frightened villagers behind him.

(End of this chapter)