Chapter 276 Socially anxious master vs. sickly disciple 51
When the third bolt of lightning struck, Quan Jiu clearly saw Long Yuan tremble, and the luster on the sword dropped a degree.
So when the fourth heavenly thunder fell, Di Xie rushed to the front and blocked all attacks for Long Yuan.
The fifth heavenly thunder struck, and the blue light around Emperor Xie dimmed. He fell to the ground, looking like an ordinary sword.
The seventh heavenly thunder struck, and Long Yuan, Xiao Tengzi and Shennong Ding could no longer withstand it, and the last ray of light dissipated.
Quan Jiu's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.
Ji Xiao had to rely on himself to withstand the last three heavenly thunders.
“Boom——!”
As if excited about having eliminated all obstacles, the rolling dark clouds surged like waves, with even greater momentum than before.
“Boom!”
The eighth bolt of thunder rushed down towards Ji Xiao, landed on the ground, and instantly created a large pit with a radius of seven or eight meters.
Ji Xiao, who was originally standing, had disappeared.
Quan Jiu stared at the mud and gravel in the pit, and the blood in his body froze.
"Ji Xiao!"
She was stunned for two seconds, came to her senses, and immediately took a step forward to rush into the ascension calamity, but as soon as she took a step, her arm was grabbed by someone.
001 came out of the space at some point. The man was dressed in black clothes, his eyes were deep and dark.
"He's not dead yet. If you go there now, you'll be harming him."
Quan Jiu had to stop and look at the big hole in the ground.
Finally, the pile of rubble loosened, and a large hand with distinct joints stretched out from it.
Ji Xiao's whole body was pressed under the pile of rocks, with the ninth heavenly thunder hanging high above his head. At this critical moment of life and death, the man's first action after sticking his head out of the pile of rocks was to look in the direction of Quan Jiu.
Their eyes met.
He shook his head at her, as if to say don't come in.
“Ahem…”
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and awkwardly avoided Quan Jiu's sight. At an angle where she couldn't see him, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth on the inside of his robe.
“Boom!!”
Before Ji Xiao could get up, the ninth thunderbolt fell again, interrupting his movement halfway up. His tall figure staggered and fell to the ground again.
The person in the pit was lying headfirst on the ground, motionless, as if already dead.
Quan Jiu shouted from a distance:
"There's only one last thunderbolt left, Ji Xiao, you can do it."
Ji Xiao listened to her words and his fingertips moved slightly, but that was all.
He didn't even have the strength to curl his fingers.
At this moment, a large number of people who were chasing arrived following the thunder from the sky. When they saw Ji Xiao who was undergoing the tribulation, they were all shocked.
"Nine thunderbolts have passed, and he's still not dead?"
Sect Leader Zhou looked at Ji Xiao with horror.
The Qilin's corpse was still lying on the ground, telling what had just happened.
The seven ancestors looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.
"He was able to kill the divine beast and escape unscathed, blocking nine heavenly thunderbolts. If he were to become a god, everyone present here would die."
Sect Leader Zhou hesitated: "But the tribulation is not over yet. If we get close to Ji Xiao, we will be attacked indiscriminately by the thunder."
The eyes of the Lone Sword Sect's ancestor were filled with gloom:
"Who said it was us?"
Sect Leader Zhou's eyes widened: "Grandmaster, what do you mean..."
The ancestor of the Solitary Sword Sect smiled viciously, grabbed two disciples and threw them into the formation.
"boom!!!"
The thunder in the sky sensed the intervention of others, and its power increased exponentially. The movement was so loud that it seemed to split the sky in half.
Before the thunder even fell, the two disciples were crushed into ashes by the residual power of the thunder.
A murderous look flashed across Quan Jiu's face. Seeing that the old man was about to throw people into the formation, her eyes were cold and she stepped forward to block the formation.
"Let's see who dares."
The ancestor of the Xiangshan School disagreed:
"Little girl, without that sword and those vines, do you think you can fight us?"
She was not even a fraction of his age.
Quan Jiu said nothing, his steps were firm and he did not move.
"Since you don't want to accept my toast, don't blame me for being rude!"
The few of them had no manners or manners of their predecessors and began to besiege Quan Jiu.
Surprisingly, Quan Jiu did not retreat immediately, and even fought with them for more than ten moves.
Looking at the tender little girl in front of them, several people were shocked.
Letting her continue to grow, how can this be tolerated?!
In the end, Quanjiu was already blood-thirsty.
Her chest churned, and a bloody smell overflowed from her mouth. Feeling the liquid at the corner of her mouth, she drew a cold arc with her thin lips and licked it lightly with the tip of her tongue. The originally pale lips immediately became as bright as red maple.
The woman was dressed in red and looked as beautiful as the wind, with seductive eyes and a cold sneer on her face.
"Hey, is this all you old guys can do combined?"
Surrounded by hundreds of people, her back remained straight, like a pine tree pressing down on a steep cliff.
Death is never the end.
Even if she died and turned into a ghost, she would drag these old men to hell.
One of them stared at Quan Jiu with cold eyes:
"There's no point in talking nonsense. You've already suffered internal injuries. I advise you not to try to be brave anymore."
"Huh? What did you say? The wind is too strong and I can't hear you."
Quan Jiu scratched his ears nonchalantly, not taking it seriously.
"If you continue like this, don't blame us for showing no mercy!"
Several people took action again.
“Boom!!!”
The tenth heavenly thunder interrupted the confrontation.
Quan Jiu's heart tightened, and the casual smile in his eyes faded.
She couldn't help but look back at the man trapped in the formation.
Ji Xiao hadn't gotten up yet, but the thunder had already poured down.
The tenth heavenly thunder is more powerful than the previous nine thunders combined.
Quan Jiu tightened her lips and looked at the man lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. She suddenly raised her hands to her mouth and shouted.
"Ji Xiao, listen to me, if you die, I'm going to steal someone tomorrow!!"
The man lying on the ground suddenly moved his fingers. Although the arc was so slight that it was barely visible, Quan Jiu, who had been keeping an eye on him, still caught it.
She pursed her lips tightly and suddenly changed the subject:
"...If you survive, I will definitely come to the Demon Palace to marry you in a grand sedan chair, with three letters and six betrothal gifts."
When men and women marry, men’s power is respected.
In ancient times, being married to a woman was not glorious.
But when Ji Xiao heard what the woman said, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. His white teeth were stained with bright red blood. His smile was not good-looking, but the light in the man's eyes rose into the sky, brighter than the light stretching to the horizon.
He moved his throat slightly, and with all his strength, he could only squeeze out a broken sound.
"good."
A sedan chair carried by eight people, a formal marriage, three letters and six betrothal gifts.
I'm waiting for you to marry me.
“BOOM—BOOM—!”
The last bolt of thunder rolled down, like a roaring dragon rushing towards the dying man.
At that moment, the wind was blowing violently. Although it was late at night, the entire sky was illuminated by the light of thunder and lightning, and the holy land was as bright as day.
The disciples with low cultivation levels could not even stand steadily, fell to their knees on the ground, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
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