Chapter 160: Fellow Daoists, have something to say!(2/3)
The shadow enveloped her whole body.
Shu Zhihua raised his head.
She saw the huge bronze cauldron getting bigger and bigger before her eyes, but this time, it was not because the giant cauldron was getting bigger again... but because the giant cauldron was falling down at a very fast speed!
The rapidly falling bronze cauldron rubbed against the air, swirling the airflow and igniting green flames out of thin air!
The huge bronze cauldron wrapped in raging fire looks very oppressive at first glance!
The mysterious light in Shu Zhihua's right hand flowed, and she struck out with a palm towards the sky!
Boom——
Like the sound of a bell, it echoes continuously in a radius of ten miles.
The giant cauldron fell suddenly!
Shu Zhihua struck a palm in the air and stopped the giant cauldron's attack!
And you can see it from her face.
She seems to be doing it with ease.
The white-haired old man was not surprised when he saw this. It was normal for a golden elixir cultivator who was stronger than himself to be able to block his attack.
He did not choose to continue to be entangled with Shu Zhihua, but took advantage of this excellent opportunity.
Immediately turn into escaping light!
Run away!
He believed that he was escaping from here as quickly as possible, and even that powerful female drunkard might not be able to catch up with him.
As for his companion and the golden elixir realm puppet he brought over?
How could the white-haired old man care about them?
A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist!
Seeing this, Shu Zhihua frowned. She thought that the person who dared to attack and kill the little princess of the Dayan Dynasty was a dead soldier.
As a result, this guy took the opportunity to leave?
"pity……"
"late."
The four words of Shu Zhihua fell gently, and a terrifying thunder fell straight down from the sky. The deafening thunder resounded throughout Qinghe County. It also made the white-haired old man who had transformed into a escaping light have to flee.
pause.
Because that thunder falling from the sky was aimed at him!
If he bumped into it all at once...
Even if you don't die, you have to get hurt!
The panic-stricken old man with white hair had an extremely ugly expression on his face.
Although he didn't know who he was, he was secretly attacking him.
But he knew that the person who led this thunder...
least……
It’s also a golden elixir!
What is going on in this ghost place? Apart from the two people on my side and a puppet, why are there so many golden elixirs? Next, there shouldn't be a Nascent Soul coming out, right?!!
Suddenly.
A sense of crisis came from the heart of the white-haired old man. When he turned around hastily, he saw a flying sword flying through the air out of the corner of his eye.
The speed was so fast that he couldn't react in time, and the flying sword passed through his back and heart!
Bringing up a touch of coquettish blood, he couldn't help but groan.
He will seize the opportunity to escape.
Shu Zhihua will also seize the opportunity and give him a heavy blow!
The white-haired old man panicked.
No longer as peaceful as before.
Because he sensed the smell of death approaching, his biggest chance to escape was just now, but that chance was blocked by a sudden bolt of thunder, and Shu Zhihua took the opportunity to pierce his heart with a sword.
The white-haired old man, who was severely injured by the blow, tried to put up some resistance.
pity.
Before he could make any more moves, Shu Zhihua took action again.
Shu Zhihua held the giant bronze cauldron with one hand and smashed it towards the white-haired old man!
The white-haired old man's eyes widened, and his face had a close and intimate contact with the giant cauldron.
The facial bones are cracked every inch!
The face actually sunken!
So that the whole head looks very distorted.
His body flew backwards towards the ground below uncontrollably.
A big hole was made in the ground.
dusty!
A random attack of gravel!
Shu Zhihua once again held up the giant bronze cauldron with only one hand. She didn't know how her slender hands could hold up the giant bronze cauldron. You must know that this was the spiritual weapon of the white-haired old man!
Shu Zhihua used the white-haired old man's spiritual weapon to hit the other party, which was equivalent to her forcefully carrying the spiritual connection between the other party and the spiritual weapon, and using the spiritual weapon with brute force!
It is equivalent to forcibly breaking the arm of a knife holder, and then sending the knife in the opponent's hand into the opponent's chest.
This is really incredible.
BANG!!!!
The giant bronze cauldron hit the ground hard. Before he could get up, the white-haired old man once again had close contact with the giant cauldron, and this time it was directly embedded in the ground.
Shu Zhihua lifted the giant cauldron again, and without saying a word, smashed it down again.
BANG!!!!
BANG!!!!
BANG!!!!
The streets below were already in ruins and were about to be turned into an artificial lake by her.
Later, Shu Zhihua discovered that the giant bronze cauldron he was holding was no longer that heavy.
The spiritual connection between the white-haired old man and the giant bronze cauldron has been completely severed.
The white-haired old man was thrown into the ground unknown how deep he was.
There was no sound.
Shu Zhihua casually stuffed the giant bronze cauldron into his storage bag, patted the non-existent dust on his palms, and smiled: "I told you, an old man, not to come out to interfere with the affairs of young people. I persuaded you.
You didn't listen twice."
scene.
There was silence!
Whether it was Bai Yi's golden elixir puppet, Chen Qianxue's golden elixir puppet, or the puppet brought by the white-haired old man, or the golden elixir attacker that first appeared.
Their eyes were all focused on Shu Zhihua.
no way.
The scene just now seemed a bit too violent.
Shu Zhihua ignored the gazes of Bai Yi and Chen Qianxue's golden elixir puppets. She turned her head and stared at the remaining golden elixir cultivator. She narrowed her beautiful eyes and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at?!"
The immortal cultivator in the golden elixir realm couldn't help but swallow secretly.
He looked at the books and paintings.
Then he looked at "Li Feiyu" in front of him.
hiss!
He took a breath.
It’s over!
The puppet brought by the white-haired old man was no longer able to continue fighting after the white-haired old man died.
Now he is the only one left.
To be continued...