Protect Our Patriarch Chapter 91

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At the same time the words sounded.

A wavy woman from far to near, volleyed in the air, slowly falling to the ground. The long white hair was draped over his shoulders, and the star eyes on the veil were as deep as ice, with no happiness or anger, sweeping Liu Zhide and Zhao Bojun.

She was dressed very plain and unadorned, yet she was graceful and dusty, and she couldn't find a trace of worldliness all over her body.

The jade hand sticks out.

The Long Smoke Sword floating in the air whispered, "Om~~~", wandering into her palm like a living thing.

"Wang Longyan!"

Both Liu Zhide and Zhao Bojun had their pupils shrunk, and they couldn't help but back up a few steps, their eyes flashing with horror and fear. Over the years, Wang Longyan's terrifying memories remained in their minds as stubborn as new.

It's her!

A sword allures the city, like a dream and illusion, and the noble is like a fairy in the nine worlds.

It's her!

With an unfavorable situation of one enemy and three, they brazenly beheaded the powerful allies they believed they depended on.

For fifty years, except for her hair turned white, she has hardly changed much. It's just that the eyes are deeper and the temperament introverted, but also more mysterious and unpredictable.

The members of the Liu and Zhao clan, the generals and so on, are also nervous and afraid, slowly backing down. But fear belongs to fear, but many people still secretly look at Wang Longyan with curious eyes.

This name is also full of mystery among their two races. Even the ancestors were extremely jealous of her for supporting Wang's family to this day.

Compared with Liu and Zhao, the morale of the two clan is low.

Everyone in the Wang clan was excited and excited. Longyan ancestors came out. Seeing Liu and Zhao, the two clan still dare to be arrogant?

Only Wang Shouzhe was calm and self-assured from beginning to end, as if all of this was already under his control.

However, Liu Zhide and Zhao Bojun, who had lived for more than a hundred years after all, quickly turned back from shock and fear.

Zhao Bojun took a deep breath, his eyes gradually dignified: "Wang Longyan, if you force the profound energy to fight, are you not afraid of your injury?"

That's right.

Everyone in Ping'an Town knows that Wang's Longyan ancestor has been seriously injured, just trying to support it. Moreover, there have been rumors recently that the ancestor of Longyan will be dead soon.

Could it be that she is just bracing it now?

Everyone in the Liu and Zhao clan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the morale that had fallen to the bottom gradually recovered, and they all turned their eyes to their two ancestors.

Feeling the hopeful gaze of the tribe, Liu Zhide also knew that he couldn't persuade him at this time.

Immediately, he straightened his body, with his hands on his back, showing a calm and composed momentum: "Wang Longyan, I admit you are great. But the injuries for many years, let alone whether you have dragged you down. Let's just say the past fifty years. , We practice hard day and night, and the strength is not what it used to be..."

"Try it."

Longyan Old Ancestor didn't talk nonsense with him, and when Fei lifted his jade hand, Longyan Sword killed Liu Zhide with a soft groan.

This sword seems to be ordinary, but at the moment the sword was released, the surrounding air temperature seemed to drop by dozens of degrees, and the water condensed into a beautiful dancing frost, with the Long Smoke Sword as the core quickly. Gathering together, a frost storm with a radius of several feet was formed, enveloping Liu Zhide.

Liu Zhide's pupils shrunk, and he said silently, "Xuanbing Sword Technique." Then he blasted backwards in horror.

The top-grade sword technique "Xuanbing Sword Technique" is the unique sword technique of the master of Binglan, Zifu Academy, and must be used in conjunction with the practice technique "Xuanbing Jue".

It is said that after practicing to the extreme, with a sword, frost shrouded in a radius of one hundred meters and everything died.

However, Liu Zhide was too late to retreat. The Frost Storm made him stiff and numb. His movements were slower than usual, and the deadly Long Smoke Sword pierced his heart like a vagueness.

Before the sword arrived, Xuan Bing's sword energy had arrived.

Liu Zhide felt a faint tingling in his heart, and he was busy turning his palms, and there was a dark golden bowl in his palm.

Spiritual tool purple golden bowl!

Liu Zhide held a bowl in one hand and urged his profound energy abruptly.

"Om!~~"

The purple golden bowl made a high-frequency tremor, as thick as a twilight drum and morning bell, it floated up, bursting with a golden light, the golden light was condensed without dispersing, and a semi-circular and semi-arc shield was formed in the blink of an eye.

The whole thing is complicated to talk about, but it's just a fleeting matter.

Longyanjian wrapped the Frost Storm and hit the Zijin Bowl and Jinmang shield head-on.

"clang!"

The violent impact sounded, the frost flowers were flying all over the sky, the golden mantle shield stirred up waves and ripples, but like a lonely peak in a shower and wind, it always stood firm.

Only Liu Zhide, who was connected with the spirit of the Zijin Bo, had withstood part of the impact and his face paled slightly.

But finally, survived!

"Huh, Prajna Temple Purple Gold Bowl?"

One sword did not complete the work.

The ancestor of Longyan gave a light "Huh", slightly surprised. But this idea was quickly eliminated, and he said coldly, "It turned out to be just an imitation of the spirit weapon level. If you want to come to the real purple gold bowl, it won't fall into your hands."

There are many kinds of spirit tools in this world. The ancestor of Longyan once owned two spirit tools, namely Longyan Sword and Turtle Scale Shield. However, these two spiritual weapons are both original refining spiritual tools that the master refiner uses the characteristics of the materials.

There are many masters in the world who will imitate some famous and powerful magic weapons. Although the power and efficacy are far from the level of genuine magic weapons, they are more suitable for the use of spiritual platform monks.

This purple gold bowl is obviously an imitation.

"That's right." Liu Zhide was holding a purple golden bowl in one hand, with a proud look on his face, "Old man, this purple golden bowl is a defensive spiritual weapon. How does it compare to your Wang Longyan's tortoise-scale shield?"

He is proud and naturally has the capital of pride. A spiritual tool is worth tens of thousands of dry gold, and some Ninth-Rank families are simply unable to purchase it. Even for some stronger families, it is not bad to be able to accumulate a spiritual weapon in the long process.

The ancestor of Longyan had two spiritual weapons. Among them, the "Sword of Longyan" was the work of Wang's heyday.

At that time, the ancestor of Zhou Xuan was already a strong man in the late stage of the Lingtai Realm. He made a lot of money during the development process and also saved a lot of precious resources. He personally returned to Longzuo County and commissioned a master craftsman to forge two spiritual weapons.

A "Zhouxuan Sword" is now enshrined in the ancestral hall, where the Wang family's beliefs are concentrated, and a "Longyan Sword" is the main battle weapon of Longyan's ancestors.

The tortoise-scale shield was given by Master Binglan, the ancestor of Longyan, when she was accepted as a core disciple. Even in the Zifu Academy with extremely rich wealth, spiritual weapons would not be given to disciples at will. Obviously, Master Binglan valued Longyan Ancestor very seriously, thinking that she was very likely to be promoted to the realm of Heaven and Human.

In this heyday, the Wang clan had only forged two spiritual weapons. It is naturally not an easy task for Liu's Ninth-Rank family, which is far inferior to Wang's back then, to be able to save a spiritual weapon.

The purple golden bowl came out.

Even Zhao Bojun and Patriarch Tong showed envy and jealousy in their eyes. They didn't have any spirit tools.

It is said that the Gongsun clan had a spiritual tool, but that spiritual tool was a treasure of the town clan, and it was not something that Patriarch Tong could use at will.

At this moment, Liu Shengye, the head of the Liu family, was proud of Zhao Jinxian, the head of the Zhao family: "Brother Jinxian, who said the ability to make money is useless?"

Obviously, even if Liu Shengye didn't save this purple gold bowl alone, at least he also made a lot of credit in it.

Even Wang Shouzhe looked at him with admiration from a distance. Liu Shengye's ability to make money is really not bad.

"Humph!" Zhao Jinxian snorted dissatisfied and enviedly, and his attention fell on his son. Fortunately, after Longyan's ancestor came out, the fierce little girl restrained a bit, and did not continue to torment Zhao Dingteng.

With Zhao Dingteng's strong physique, he suffered a little bit, and it was over after a long time.

Just when everyone in the Liu family and Liu Zhide were triumphant.

The ancestor of Longyan was calm and unwavering: "What is the defense performance, you will know by trying."

Immediately, she bullied herself up again and pierced again with a sword.

This sword is completely different from the first sword.

The moment the shot was shot, it was like a thunder explosion, a violent shower, and while the sky was snowing, it turned into countless sword lights and enveloped Liu Zhide.

The ancestor of Longyan also seemed to be a goddess in the snow and ice, with her clothes fluttering and countless frost flying beside her.

Again?

The smile on Liu Zhide's face stopped abruptly, and he hurriedly offered the "Purple Golden Bowl" again, which turned into a golden shield to resist.

"Clang clang..."

Thousands of rain-like sword lights blasted densely on the golden shield like a torrential rain. While the frost splashed, countless golden sprays were stirred up.

Liu Zhide was holding the purple golden bowl, unable to resist the continuous impact ~www.mtlnovel.com~ constantly backed up, backed up, barely having the power to resist, in a panic, his heart was full of horror, and he screamed: "Bo Brother Jun, don't help yet."

He knew that if Wang Longyan was allowed to continue to use it, what would he take to resist Longyan Sword when his Zijin Bowl's defense was broken?

Zhao Bojun was also horrified, Wang Longyan was so powerful, did his injuries really healed? If you can't join forces to suppress it at this time, there will be endless troubles.

Just when Zhao Bojun's figure moved, he was about to join hands.

Old Ancestor Tong leaned back, stopped him, and smiled heartily: "Didn't Brother Bojun come to me to learn from? Come on, let us two get close."

Talk about it.

The ancestor Tong's body swelled up, and even his body became huge. He punched out without fancy, and went unstoppable. It was a show of absolute power, and it was quite a posture of breaking the ten thousand laws.

"Gongsuntong, you dare!"

Zhao Bojun screamed in anger, but was forced to fight Gongsuntong.

Boom boom boom!

It exploded wildly, and the rubble flew around.

The four ancestors are divided into two battlefields, each fighting as a team. It's just that the battle between Zhao Bojun and the ancestor Tong seems to be somewhat equal.

The ancestors of Longyan and Liu Zhide are purely unilaterally crushing.

The cultivators of the Lingtai Realm fought with all their strength, and the aftermath was large and dangerous. Therefore, Wang Shouzhe urged everyone to stay far away, and the juniors could not get involved in the battle between them.

In the two battles, Wang Shouzhe's heart was swaying, and his eyes were full of yearning. The cultivator of the Lingtai Realm is really too powerful.

It's no wonder that if a family has a spiritual stage realm ancestor sitting in town, it can last forever. If you lose your asylum, what can you do to resist other people's bullying?

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