Chapter 1078 I don't know who gave him the courage
"Is there an invasion?"
Su Menglong's expression changed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked out the window, his face full of disbelief, "Why didn't I feel it?"
"Could it be someone from Piaohua Palace?"
The arrogance and lewdness on Ning Zhan's face disappeared instantly, and he turned back into the gentle, elegant and handsome man. "It's not unusual for the No. 1 Holy Land to be able to track the whereabouts of our disciples."
"Even the master of Piaohua Palace is only a saint."
Su Menglong's expression was still solemn, his feet swayed slightly, but he didn't see any movement. He had already appeared outside the building, "How can you avoid my spiritual perception?"
"Maybe there are some special means..."
Ning Zhan comforted him softly and followed him out of the small building. The scene in front of him was jaw-dropping and shocking.
In the distant countryside, I saw a white figure walking slowly towards the direction of the two of them.
This person was obviously not invited, so Baixian Village's reception of him was not friendly.
One after another figures rushed from all directions, swarming towards the direction of the man in white. At first glance, there were over a hundred people.
And every one of them exudes a vast and majestic terrifying aura, and their feet are walking through the air, as fast as the wind.
Spiritual Lord!
They are all spiritual masters!
In Baixian Village, hundreds of spiritual masters emerged at the same time!
Such strength is obviously not something that an ordinary secular sect can possess.
As hundreds of spiritual masters approached the man in white, each displayed their unique skills, and the sky was suddenly filled with colorful transformed spiritual powers.
Swords, guns, swords and halberds, wolves, tigers and leopards, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, flying sand and rocks...
Terrifying spiritual skills of different shapes were overwhelming and endless. The countryside below was dazzling with brilliance and flowers. The body of the man in white was quickly engulfed by light and shadow, and could no longer be seen.
"I thought some powerful person came."
Ning Zhan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his expression became much more relaxed. He gently waved the folding fan in his hand and said, "It turns out that he is a delusional person. He actually dared to attack alone. I don't know who gave him the courage!"
In his opinion, being hit by the spiritual skills of hundreds of spiritual masters at the same time would mean that even a god would die and ascend to heaven immediately. The man in white looked young, had no aura, and had no chance of surviving.
However, Su Menglong's face looked more serious than before.
The light and shadow shrouding the countryside gradually dispersed, revealing the slender figure of the man in white.
His posture was still upright, his white gown was spotless, and the movements of his feet had not changed at all. The overwhelming attack of spiritual skills just now seemed to have failed to cause him any harm.
"How can it be?"
Ning Zhan's expression changed drastically, and even his voice trembled unconsciously.
"Come back!"
Su Menglong glanced at the man in white with a complicated expression, and said slowly, "You are no match for him."
The person he spoke to was naturally the hundreds of powerful spiritual masters.
"late!"
Unexpectedly, the man in white suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with light, and he grinned, revealing a row of neat teeth.
The moment she saw his smile, Su Menglong's heart skipped a beat, secretly screaming that something was wrong.
Then, the head of a Baixian Zhuang Lingzun suddenly separated from his body, fell from the air, and soon disappeared into the countryside, never to be seen again.
After a moment, his headless body seemed to react and slowly fell from the air.
The whole process was so fast and so sudden that when the body and head were separated, the nerves in the person's body were not able to react, and he didn't even have time to scream, so he met the King of Hell inexplicably.
Immediately afterwards, another strong spiritual master quickly followed in his footsteps, his head and body separated instantly, they both fell to the ground, and obediently asked Po Meng for soup.
This trend of beheadings seemed to be contagious, and the third person, the fourth person, the fifth person followed closely...
Within a moment, all the hundreds of Baixianzhuang Lingzun who were besieging the man in white fell to the ground, and no one was spared. The wildly sputtering blood dyed the countryside below with a layer of bright red.
During the whole process, the man in white didn't move his hands or raise his feet, he just stood there quietly, as if he had never done anything.
What kind of monster is this?
Staring at the calm eyes of the man in white, a look of panic flashed in Ning Zhan's eyes, and a chill inexplicably hit his heart. Goosebumps appeared all over his body, and even his legs could not stop shaking.
The man in white looks like he is only in his twenties, younger than Ning Zhan, but his bright eyes seem to have the ability to see through people's hearts.
Just looking at him, Ning Zhan suddenly felt an indescribable sense of oppression coming towards him. He was like a small boat in the violent sea, swaying in the wind and rain, weak and helpless, as if he was about to be swallowed up by the huge waves at any time.
Under this momentum, he felt short of breath, chest tightness and suffocation, his whole body was wet with sweat, his legs and feet became weaker and weaker, and he was almost unsteady.
Seeing that the hundreds of spirit masters who besieged him had all fallen, the man in white smiled slightly, stepped forward with his right leg again, and walked slowly towards the location of Su Menglong's master and apprentice.
"Get in!"
Su Menglong's eyes flashed, and he put his right hand on Ning Zhan's shoulder. He quickly dodged and led his apprentice decisively back to the small building behind him.
After Kankan entered the house, he walked to the position of the Sleeping Immortal Formation in three or two steps. He pulled up Coral's weak and boneless body, turned his right hand into a claw, and gently pressed it on the girl's delicate throat, staring closely at it.
He stood at the door, his expression extremely solemn.
The man in white is clearly outside the building, but he has used some strange means to shield his aura. No matter how Master and Disciple Su Menglong releases his consciousness, he cannot detect any trace of him.
Finally, he didn't seem to have any intention of hiding his whereabouts. He walked forward slowly, and after a while, he appeared at the main entrance of the small building.
Coral was caught in Su Menglong's hand, and his face was facing the door. Naturally, he immediately spotted the figure of the man in white.
"Zhong Wen!"
The moment she saw the face of the man in white, she was startled and couldn't help blurting out.
This terrifying man in white who entered Baixian Village alone was naturally Zhong Wen who came to hunt down Su Menglong after talking to Thirteen Niangs.
"Girl?"
This scene in the house obviously exceeded Zhong Wen's expectations, "Why are you here?"
"me……"
Coral's pretty face turned red, and she hesitated immediately. She didn't know how to answer for a moment.
She was always embarrassed to admit that she was deceived by someone using a beauty trick.
"Are you poisoned?"
Zhong Wen just took a casual glance and saw something strange inside the coral.
"Don't come here, be careful..."
Seeing that Zhong Wen seemed to want to get closer, Coral became anxious and was about to give a reminder. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, Su Menglong's right hand squeezed his neck hard. Apart from a few painful "uh-huh" sounds, he said nothing more.
Speechless.
"let go."
Seeing Coral being treated like this, a cold light flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, and his voice instantly became extremely cold.
"Are you Zhong Wen, the rumored only male elder of Piaohua Palace?"
Naturally, Su Menglong would not let go of the hostage he had obtained. He held the coral tightly and asked with a smile.
"Dare to attack my Piaohua Palace disciple."
Zhong Wen didn't answer, just stared into his eyes quietly and asked word by word, "Are you ready to bear the consequences?"
"Zhong Shaoxia's strength is amazing, Su admires him."
Su Menglong tightened his right arm and pulled Coral towards his position intentionally or unintentionally, "But now that Miss Coral is in my hands, I advise you not to act recklessly, otherwise I cannot guarantee her life safety."
"let go."
Zhong Wen moved his steps again, the cold light in his eyes getting worse, and the invincible power emanating from his body filled the entire small building. His voice seemed to have magic power, and his casual words made people unbearable.
He always wants to do what he is told, but instinctively does not want to resist.
As soon as these two words were spoken, Su Menglong actually obediently released his right paw from Coral's throat.
wrong!
There's something wrong with his voice!
However, within a few breaths, Su Menglong quickly came to his senses, quickly tightened his fingers and grabbed the girl's pink neck again.
But such a short hesitation was finally captured by Zhong Wen.
He suddenly raised his right arm, grabbed the air in front of him, and whispered four words: "My wonderful hand is empty!"
After Su Menglong woke up, his claw was completely empty.
He hurriedly looked up, only to see that the coral that was supposed to be in his hands was somehow being held in Zhong Wen's arms.
Her delicate body leaned softly against Zhong Wen, her pink little hands weakly placed on his chest, her fair cheeks were slightly red, and her water-cut eyes were filled with indescribable complex emotions.
Three years later, Zhong Wen's "Kung Fu" evolved again and actually stole people away!?