Chapter 1788 The scale armor pendant saves 1 life
Chapter 1689 The scale armor pendant saves one's life
What kind of person would directly attack without being willing to communicate?
Undoubtedly, of course, the enemy.
Seeing that the other party didn't say much and wanted to do something, Huliu was startled, and immediately believed the Luoshuang Pavilion disciple's reminder.
He had heard from Boss Zheng that Mo Junrong was a very powerful demon, far beyond the reach of ordinary Supreme Beings.
"We can't let him make the first move!"
Huliu made up his mind in an instant, and took the lead in striking out the power of heaven and earth.
Two bluish-white light balls smashed towards the man's front door one after the other, but the dazzling light reflected the contemptuous sneer on the man's face.
How could Mo Junrong take this hasty attack seriously, only to see the long sword flipping left and right to shake out the sword flower, after two muffled sounds like a ball hitting, the bluish white light ball was directly slapped away by the sword body.
Boom, the bluish-white light group spread in the air and turned into a whistling air current.
And the sound of the clapping exploded was like an order.
Mo Junrong's figure was suddenly blurred amidst the crackling sound, and turned into a faint afterimage, rushing towards Huliu with lightning speed.
"What is this, so fast!"
Even if he maintains the power of the divine place, Huliu can't see the opponent's specific movements clearly.
He could only see a long shadow in his field of vision, like a swipe of a brush on the canvas, and it was pasted in front of his eyes in an instant.
In this little time, he only had time to raise his arms and raise them in front of his face to cover his face.
It's too late to even deploy any Qi Jin or force barriers of heaven and earth.
A cold light suddenly appeared in the afterimage, and a bright red firestone long sword was suddenly stretched out, straight for Huliu's heart.
At the same time, the afterimage solidified, and Mo Junrong's figure stopped firmly in midair.
In his opinion, the supreme being in front of him is too weak, and a mere move of the Hundred Steps Piercing Wind Sword can kill him.
The Hundred Steps Piercing the Wind Sword is Wen Jianzong's basic sword move, which uses the Yujian to lead people to stab quickly, so as to achieve the purpose of getting close to the enemy in an instant.
Of course, the Hundred Steps Penetrating Wind Sword also has disadvantages, because it cannot deflect the direction after the sword is released, and it cannot lock the enemy with Qi, so it is easy to be dodged.
But the fat man in front of him was so stupid that he didn't make any sideways evasion movements, and just let the sword stab his chest in a daze.
Ding, suddenly there was a crisp sound in front of the sword tip, like the sound of a steel needle striking a gong.
The sound interrupted Mo Junrong's heart,
He was even more surprised by the violent shock from the firestone long sword.
Taking a closer look, the tip of the sword did stab the little fat man's chest, and the tyrannical sword energy tore the robe on his chest.
But there is a blue-gray pendant inside, but it lights up at this moment, and it bounces off the sword tip with a strange metallic luster.
The blue-gray metallic luster is like a shield, the surface is covered with scale-like textures, seemingly indestructible.
Kacha, the firestone long sword couldn't sustain the violent shock, and the tip of the sword suddenly broke by half an inch.
The spirituality contained in the magic weapon overflowed from the break, and the luster of the sword body quickly dimmed, and it seemed to be useless.
At the same time, Tiger Willow was also propelled by the impact of the long sword, and the whole person was thrown back thirty feet.
Touching his chest, he was so frightened that his heart was pounding, and his body was covered in cold sweat.
Fortunately, he brought the scale armor pendant, otherwise the sword just now would have been pierced to the core.
When a master makes a move, he can know the depth with one blow. Mo Junrong was indeed too strong, and Huliu knew that he was no match at all.
He glanced at the ground and gritted his teeth in embarrassment.
If he patted his ass and ran away, the more than 160 people who led the team would all be wiped out here.
If he finds a way to deal with Mo Junrong and delays time, most of the cultivators below might be able to escape back.
The multiple-choice question in front of me seems to have a choice, but in fact there is no choice at all.
Huliu knew what he should do, luck puffed up his voice, waved his hands to the ground and shouted.
"Quick retreat, get out of here, I'll come back!"
The shout was like thunder, with the impact of air waves visible to the naked eye, sweeping across the ground from top to bottom.
The moment they heard the shout, the crowd still hesitated.
Soon the disciples of Luoshuang Pavilion and the guards of Lingcui Mountain came to their senses, urging everyone loudly to take off and escape as quickly as possible.
"Retreat quickly, listen to the Supreme Master Xiao Qing, get out of here quickly!"
"Mo Junrong is too powerful, Xiao Qing Supreme is no match, let's go back and call someone!"
"Hurry up, run away scattered, how many can go!"
"Yes, run away scattered, bring the news back, and call the Supremes to surround and kill the devil!"
"Don't dawdle, we're gone, and the Supreme Master Xiao Qing can go too, take off!"
Under continuous urging, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter, and set up streamers to fly into the air.
At this moment, they didn't care about forming a formation and retreating steadily. The crowd was like dandelions being blown away, turning into bits and pieces of light and dispersing in all directions.
Streams of light scattered into the wind and sand, and were gradually covered by the dark environment.
They don't have a topographic map of the wilderness, and they can't determine the direction when they run around, and they are likely to get lost.
If you are unlucky, you might bump into a blazing soul from another place in the wilderness, and die.
But now I don't care about these risks. Instead of staying here and destroying them all, it's better to run away and take a gamble.
When Mo Junrong saw this scene in the air, his face darkened by three points.
These stinky mice actually tried to escape in vain, it was like slapping him in the face.
"All blazing souls obey orders, disperse and chase me, and don't let any one go!"
As the mental fluctuations spread, those blazing souls who were flying and chasing immediately changed their flight directions.
Huliu was shocked when he saw Chihun scattered and chased the cultivators.
"What, Mo Junrong can actually command Chi Hun, Boss Zheng never said that!"
The cultivators who led the team this time had the highest realm of False God Realm, and they would most likely not be able to defeat Blazing Soul one-on-one.
No, I have to stop this group of blazing souls. If they can't be stopped, it's better to delay for a while.
He raised his hands and opened his posture again, gathered energy and the power of heaven and earth, and unleashed the tiger to descend the mountain.
Seeing Huliu's plan, Mo Junrong flipped his palm and revealed a new red pyroxene long sword, aiming at Huliu's forehead with a blow through the air.
"Roar!"
The roaring sound was accompanied by the crisp collision sound, and the phantom of the blue and white giant tiger leaped into the air, roaring and charged into the group of blazing souls, knocking the flying blazing souls tottering.
At the same time, Mo Junrong's red pyroxene long sword hit the blue-gray metallic luster again, snapping off the tip of the sword.
Relying on the protection of the scale armor pendant, Huliu forced the tiger down the mountain, successfully delaying the speed of Blazing Soul's pursuit.
At this moment, Mo Junrong frowned slightly, and speculation and suddenness flashed in his eyes.
He took a very careful look at the second blow just now. The blue-gray metallic luster, including those scale-like textures, all came from the pendant itself.
After thinking for a while, a guess appeared in his mind.
"Is this pendant a dragon scale?
Hmm...very likely!
There is a real dragon by Zheng Qiu's side, so it's not surprising that people with Zheng Qiu can get dragon scales.
It doesn't look like an ordinary dragon scale, and it should have been blessed with defensive spells, which can automatically protect the master. "