sjar Chapter 269 Don’t even think about it
Chapter 269 Don’t even think about it
"Master, do you need Ye Yan's help?" Ye Yan slightly opened his red lips, with a hint of charm.
Ji Jiuying glanced at Ye Yan, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and she nodded slightly. The two of them turned their backs to each other.
The old guys recovered quickly. Even with Ye Yan's presence, they didn't take Ji Jiuying seriously at all. They were full of murderous intent, as if they were crazy. The eyes of the ancestors were shining, and they knew what was going on. They were full of energy and exerted more pressure. They put their palms together, and strong winds blew. Spiritual power rushed in quickly, condensing into water dragons, wood dragons, earth dragons, and gold dragons, carrying a murderous aura.
A fishy and sweet taste surged up in Ji Jiuying's throat, but she forced it down. The pressure from several Spirit Lords made her grit her teeth. Her back was wet and she could hardly stand.
She was just a Spirit King, and between her and the Spirit Lord was the Spirit Saint. If she had not contracted a divine beast or a divine weapon, she would have been crushed by the pressure long ago.
Haha, the gap is indeed huge.
Four dragons smashed towards Ji Jiuying and Ye Yan fiercely. The flames extended infinitely in all directions with Ji Jiuying as the center, and everything turned to ashes wherever they passed.
Bang!
The two forces collided again, and the ground shook for a long time. Those who were close to it had no way to avoid it and were blown away.
Ye Yan was relatively better off, but Ji Jiuying was directly blown away by the powerful spiritual power. She fell to the ground, covered her heart and spit out blood. Seeing this, the old guys did not give Ji Jiuying any chance to breathe. They split into two groups, one to deal with Ye Yan and the other to deal with Ji Jiuying. Looking at the Fengshuang bracelet stained with blood, Ji Jiuying pursed her lips with a solemn look in her eyes. She looked at the oncoming killing skill, tightly grasped the Divine Phoenix Fan in her hand, and flew into the air with the Divine Phoenix Fan towards the dazzling killing skill in front of her, and the sound of a phoenix rang out.
A fire phoenix shot out from the Divine Phoenix Fan, soaring with its wings spread at an extremely fast speed, dyeing the sky a fiery red.
With a roar, a strong wind swept past, as if to swallow the killing move that was flying towards them. The sea of fire was instantly exploded and turned into stars that fell down. Everyone was frightened by this scene.
The smoke dissipated, and only strong winds and fire remained. The entire Longtou Mountain was terribly hot, as if one was in a sea of fire. Gradually, Ji Jiuying began to find it difficult, but the murderous intent in the eyes of the old men remained unabated, and they were determined to kill her.
The wind was rising and the clouds were surging. The spiritual power turned into wind blade attacks and all gathered towards Ji Jiuying, full of murderous intent.
“Xiao Jiu!” Feng Che fiercely knocked the other person away, and then he flashed over, but was blocked by Feng Luo. “Second brother, I’m sorry, I must take Ji Jiuying away.”
"Feng Luo, forget it!" Feng Che attacked Feng Luo frantically, and was entangled by him every time he tried to escape.
Facing so many spiritual skills, she seemed so insignificant.
"Zheng!"
The ethereal sound of a piano rang out among the mountains and rivers. The war seemed to have stopped. It seemed that only the pleasant sound of the piano surrounded the heaven and earth, cutting through people's hearts and making everyone unconsciously let down their guard. Ji Jiuying also took the opportunity to fly off the ground.
"Zheng!"
The sound of the piano became distant and hollow, and suddenly, invisible sound blades came towards the old guys. Qing Ling, who had woken up at some point, sat cross-legged on the ground with the ancient magic piano on her legs, her fingers plucking the strings. However, her weak spiritual power was totally not enough in front of the old guys.
Several old guys also reacted quickly and shouted, "What a petty trick!"
The old man of Tianmen Mountain recognized the zither. It was the one in Ye Zhengxiong's hand. However, the zither had been in their Tianmen Mountain for at least three hundred years, but no one could pluck the strings and make any sound. After seeing that Qing Ling was just a great spiritual master who had lost his power, his eyes became cold and ruthless. How could something from his Tianmen Mountain be easily revealed to the outside world? Even though no one could use the zither, he would not allow it!
Killing intent flashed across his mind, and with a light wave of his big hand, countless killing skills attacked Qing Ling, knocking her to the ground easily. But she seemed to be desperate. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, continued to get up, and played frantically. Even though her hands were covered in blood, she was willing to do it just to help Ji Jiuying.
The old ancestor of Tianmen Mountain looked at her coldly and sneered, "Have some courage, girl, would you consider joining my Tianmen Mountain?"
The plan of Tianmen Mountain jumped right into the author's face. They simply wanted Qing Ling to submit to Tianmen Mountain because they saw that she could play the ancient magic harp. Naturally, the ancient magic harp would return to Tianmen Mountain.
"Go to hell, you old fellow from Tianmen Mountain, how dare you poach my people?" A wine gourd with a strong wind came towards the direction of the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain.
"Old man Yu, I heard that it was you who allowed your disciples to kill my sect's disciples and rob Ye Zhengxiong's things?" The ancestor of Tianmen Mountain asked with a cold face.
"Oh, I can't help it if you think so!" Yu Bugui drank the wine without explaining much. The three major sects originally kept to themselves, but the situation was broken by the arrangement of spies in Tianmen Mountain and the siege of his disciples. Since the situation was broken, it was only a matter of time before a war broke out, so he naturally didn't need to be hypocritical and polite to him.
"Hmph, then let me meet the dean of the Star Academy!" After saying this, the Tianmen Mountain ancestor was fully excited. This time he was determined to avenge his previous humiliation and teach him a lesson. Spiritual energy surged around his body, and gusts of wind rose slightly.
Yu Bugui's eyes flashed slightly. Since you want to die, he will naturally oblige you!
The two flashes of light collided with each other, causing ripples in the air. Everyone looked at the two people in the sky who were as fast as lightning in shock.
What a strong spiritual power!
Without the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain, Ji Jiuying could barely breathe a sigh of relief. The ancestor of the Western Jin Dynasty glanced coldly at the two people in the sky, then looked at the place where the piano sounded, frowned slightly, and flew towards Qingling with murderous intent. Ji Jiuying was startled, bang! The place where Qingling was located exploded instantly, and the smoke and dust dissipated. He breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Yingyue protecting her while dealing with the enemy in front.
"Qingling, don't shoot! Protect yourself." Ji Jiuying said with heartache as she looked at her bloody wound.
Seeing that his skill failed, the old man of the Western Jin Dynasty did not make a fuss. After all, his target was her. Others were not worthy of his attention. He turned around and continued to attack Ji Jiuying.
He also admired Ji Jiuying. A 14-year-old girl could survive so many moves at the hands of several of them. However, admiration was admiration. If she was such a potential stock like her, if she could not be killed this time, then when she grew up, there would be endless troubles! Thinking of this, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger, and every move he made against Ji Jiuying was fatal.
One against two, Ji Jiuying was struggling to cope. She was not paying attention and the spiritual skill that transformed into a fire dragon swept over. Ji Jiuying retreated repeatedly, and the killing skills were pressing hard. Her fiery red dress was already in tatters, and the red rope that tied her hair slipped off. Her three thousand black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, fluttering in the wind. She was beautiful but a little embarrassed.