Invincible Chapter 1569

call--

The masked red-eyed man, his eyes flickering coldly, his pitch-black palm covered with scales, grabbed Jia Long's direction with one palm.

He wanted to take advantage of Jia Long attacking him, unable to dodge, and cut her open with one claw.

"It's not that easy!"

Jia Long snorted coldly, and the Longquan sword in his hand went straight to the opponent's palm with a 'broken palm'.

Although it didn't cause too much damage, he used the power of this counterattack to make a 360-degree turn and land on one foot while spinning.

"Pleasant wine! Rake rake floating wine!"

Jia Long found that Mao Mao was the one who gave her the most face, yelling after such a distance to support herself.

"Rake rake wine, Maomao wine!"

Xiao Maomao was dozens of meters away, and his little paws slapped and slapped, and the strange fish that rushed in front of it were patted one by one, their brains were cracked, and the simulated sea water was stained with blood.

There is also a limit to the number of times it can scream. It hurts the throat after screaming for a long time. The little guy screamed too much today, and his throat feels uncomfortable, so he started to slap his paws.

"Little layman, good swordsmanship."

The Wuming old man also praised Jia Long.

He still sighed in his heart, this little layman, compared to what he saw in the small town last time, is simply more powerful than a thief.

Of course, she herself is that one, and it is only natural that she has such a performance under her hidden strength.

With such a combat force joining, the three of them should be able to take down this masked red-eyed man together.

Bang.

On the other side, the nameless monk raised a big iron stick, and hit the masked man on the arm with one stick.

I saw the masked red-eyed man flying far away by the forceful blow, rolled twice on the ground, and fell under the 'waterfall', accepting the washing of the waterfall.

Both sides were powerful, and the impacting air exploded a large group of shock waves. The old monk's old cheeks were like paper, and they were blown by the hurricane.

"want to rest?"

The old Taoist priest didn't even say hello to Jia Long, he stood up and stepped on the mysterious footwork, he shot into the waterfall, and the sword tip pierced the side of the masked man's cheek.

pyri.

This time the sword edge cut a deep bloodstain. After all, no matter how wrapped the black metal, the skin and muscles on the human face are the least, and the red-eyed man was not wrapped.

"Roar!"

The masked red-eyed man roared for the first time. He seemed to be furious. He grabbed the old Taoist sword with both hands, opened his mouth again, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Because the old Taoist had just cut his cheek, the blood filled the flesh, and sprayed all over the old Taoist's face and body.

"Well……"

The old Taoist let go of his long sword, jumped to the back with his bare hands, and then wiped the blood with the sleeve of his Taoist robe.

"Senior Daoist, how are you doing?"

Jia Long was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to observe the body of the senior Taoist priest.

I saw that where the blood was sprayed by the masked red-eyed man, the skin quickly turned red, and the immune mechanism overreacted, which caused pus to flow.

"Toxic? No, it's a virus, a red eye virus, or an enhanced version!"

Jia Long's face was ugly, and she was at a loss when she saw the old man wave his hand to signal her to stand away, and she hurriedly walked away two steps according to his intention.

puff--

Soon, the old man took a deep breath, and let out a long breath, and then something amazing happened.

I saw a blush appearing on the face of the old Taoist, and there was a white smoke rising slowly above his head, fluttering and curling, making him look like a person who had attained Taoism and become an immortal.

And those places that had been stained with blood were smoothed by the blush, and the yellow pus disappeared.

"Wow."

Jia Long was dumbfounded.

"Hurry up and help the old monk, I still need three breaths."

Seeing this little girl, like a little boy who has never seen the world, the old Taoist stared at him like an orangutan, and immediately shouted angrily.

"Oh... oh! Good."

Jia Long was taken aback.

Looking at the waterfall again, there were indeed constant explosions. The old monk, holding an iron rod as thick as her arm, was fighting with the masked red-eyed man.

"Senior, I will support you!"

She thought she was different from Mao Mao, but an obedient child, so she raised the Longquan sword and stabbed obliquely.

thump——

Dangdangdang——

Bang!

It was clearly the first time to cooperate with the senior monk, but Jia Long actually used the Dugu Nine Swords to cooperate very skillfully, which surprised the senior monk a little.

But at this moment, the long-overdue drone flew over the battlefield.

Through the camera, everyone watching this scene was shocked for a moment, and attracted by the extremely fast battle, everyone was silent, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was much less.

But there are still many netizens who have expressed their opinions.

For example, just now I thought that Jia Long's involvement in this kind of battle must be the group of people who said "court death".

They apologized.

"666!"

"?! Damn, is there something wrong with my eyes?"

"Master Long, you can actually fight side by side with the top three masters in the world..."

"It feels like my daughter has finally grown up. It's weird."

"I feel like I'm too powerful. The old monk and Taoist priest are all over a hundred years old. It took such a long time to have this fighting power. How can she do it?"

"The red-eyed person uses a virus, but our Lord Long has nothing. She has been so powerful in a short period of time. For her, it is too easy to become powerful."

"Master Long is an iron-blooded man, Master Xinlong is as invincible as a Valkyrie!"

"Master Long, don't you feel like you have nothing to say, hahahaha."

...

when--

A sword pierced obliquely, and pierced the masked man's abdomen with incomparable precision, but nothing was achieved.

Bang——

Without waiting for the red-eyed man to counterattack, he smashed down with an iron rod, smashing his outstretched palm down, and returned without success.

The sword and the stick are coordinated skillfully and naturally, complementing each other.

"Female benefactor, this sword is wonderful to use."

"Master, it's absurd. Compared with my master, I'm still far behind."

"...Is that so, I hope that in the future, I can see your master's methods."

"That is inevitable."

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Clang, clang, clang!

Jia Long and Master Monk are two, chatting and attacking violently.

"Step aside!"

Suddenly, Jia Long heard a whistling sound from behind, and quickly jumped to the side.

puff.

An ancient sword pierced straight out from behind Jia Long, so silently that it was hard to tell where it was going.

It turned out that the old Taoist had finished adjusting his breath and his body was completely fine.

Even though Cai dropped the sword just now, it just fell to the ground, he just picked it up and used it again, the blade was not damaged at all.

This sword can be described as an evil attack, in order to repay the saliva that was sprayed on the face earlier, oh no, the stinky blood revenge.

"His cheek is weak, so I'll hit your cheek and see how long you can vomit blood."

Pyril——

The sound of the sword piercing into the cheek was extremely ear-piercing, and this time it was different from the last time, the sword edge pierced the red-eyed man's muscles five or six centimeters straight, definitely hurting the organs below the face.

"Roar!"

The masked red-eyed man held the sword edge with both hands desperately to prevent it from piercing any more. His blood-red eyes were completely red, and even red blood flowed out of them.

This is a sign of the red-eyed man bursting out with all his might.

"Old Daoist, I'll lend you!"

I saw the old monk passing by Jia Long, then stretched out a hand, and patted the hilt of the old Taoist sword.

This nameless monk is old and old, but his body is thick and strong, so his strength is boundless. When he slapped the sword with his palm, his strength was more than doubled.

puff--

This time, the tip of the sword really completely penetrated into the depths of the masked man's skull, even piercing his brain.

The red-eyed man had a strong defense, but he couldn't defend his face. If such a vital point was noticed, it would not be far from death.

I'm afraid that's why he wears a mask.

His eyes widened sharply, the blood in them receded quickly, and then even the jet-black colors on his body disappeared completely, as if a person lost his vitality, and these so-called black metals also lost their efficacy.

"Shan Ruo?"

"Master Shanruo?"

This revealed his true face, and the expression of each monk changed.

Jia Long, on the other hand, didn't know this person at all, but he looked like a monk with a big bald head, who looked like a Longxia person.

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

The person who can get acquainted with a monk is probably not a small character, and he looks old and powerful. Could it be a red-eyed person transformed from a master of Long Xia's fame?

Looking back, Jia Long seems to have encountered many cases where masters turned into red-eyed people on their own initiative.

The master circle is so chaotic!

She said, "Your circle is really chaotic, and the little man doesn't want to get involved in it", so she walked to the side and pulled the little white bear Mao Mao who had just swam to this "island in the sea" in a dog crawling style.

However, the red-eyed monk whose brain was punctured actually inherited the strong vitality of the red-eyed man, so he didn't die all at once, and was still muttering something.

Jia Long was afraid that some important information would be leaked, so she kept her ears pricked up to eavesdrop.

The plan of just wanting to eavesdrop was destroyed by its loud noise after pulling up Mao Mao.

"Rake rake! Fluffy hairy! Skirt tight! Fluffy hairy! It's dirty, it's dirty, it's dirty, there are so many! It's disgusting!"

Seeing Jia Long ignoring him, it leaned in front of Jia Long, blocking her view, and asked loudly.

"Is it greasy or not? Mao Mao is greasy!"

"Yes, you are amazing, you should be number one in the world."

Jia Long couldn't laugh or cry. After being blocked, not only could she not hear clearly, but it was also impossible to judge what was said by reading her lips.

This little bear can do both good and bad things, making people love and anger at the same time, there is really nothing to do with it.

But thinking about it, it wouldn't be too important information, and if it was important information, the two would tell themselves.

So Jia Long didn't care so much, picked up the drenched little guy, held it by one arm, and shook it vigorously in the air.

This is to shake off the water on it.

Such a simple and crude method immediately aroused the anger in the barrage in the live broadcast room.

There are a lot of words saying that Jia Long abused animals or abused children, which brought out the rhythm of the blockbuster in the barrage.

It's a pity that in this kind of scene, even scolding by everyone can't arouse Jia Long's reaction.

In the battle, how can you care so much.

What's more, listen to the excited and shrill laughter of the little fur kid. It is so happy, what can others say?

Oh no, in the live broadcast room, they couldn't hear Maomao's milky laughter. What they heard was the little bear howling, and they didn't know if it was happy or frightened.

No way, others can't hear the telepathic voice between the two.

"Rake rake, I want it!"

"No more, look, the two seniors over there are waiting, it's not good to keep the old man waiting, let's go over there."

"Yeah!"

Maomao is generally obedient, and doesn't force Jia Long to play with herself again.

"Seniors, this, this red-eyed man is someone you know. Did he say anything when he was dying?"

Jia Long approached the two seniors and asked cautiously.

Both of them didn't look at Jia Long, the old monk sighed, wiped off the red-eyed bald eyelids that had swallowed his breath, and then stood up.

"Idiot, idiot, it's just a false name, why bother to embark on this road, and end up like this in the end, why bother, why bother, Amitabha..."

The old monk seemed to be a few years older all of a sudden, and his rough hands trembled slightly.

"Little Layman, just now this person offended me so much, I will apologize to you on behalf of the old monk."

"Will you pay me? Who is this person?"

Jia Long was confused by what the old Taoist said.

"He is the youngest closed disciple of the old monk, and his Dharma name is Shanruo." A word from the old monk cleared Jia Long's doubts.

"I was the most proud disciple of the old monk, but because I couldn't surpass me in my lifetime, I was trapped for decades. I never imagined that I would take this step. That's right. In terms of combat power, the old monk and I, whether alone No one is his opponent, and Shan Ruo has fulfilled his wish."

"Old monk, old monk, Pindao has already said that accepting apprentices is nothing but trouble. For example, I only accepted two apprentices. What is he doing with so many apprentices? He just watched them all die of old age or accidents. Well, why bother to talk about it, he is why bother to come..."

"..."

Jia Long was speechless for a while looking at the veteran senior who was also caught in reminiscence and grief.

She really wanted to ask the dead red-eyed bald man what he said on his deathbed, but now was not the time, so she had to stand.

"Old Daoist, my apprentice has caused so much trouble for us, you say, if the pagoda under our feet is destroyed, will he have more regrets if he goes to the underworld?"

"It will."

"Okay, then let's do it with all our strength. According to it, the upper level will be defended by stronger people. Even he said that it is powerful. I want to learn from the old monk. Let's go!"

"Walk!"

One, one, and two monks, soaring into the sky with arrogance, pointing their toes to the ground, without saying anything to Jia Long, they just jumped vertically to the upper floor.

There was nothing in the waterfall, but after they took off with all their strength, they could still jump up with light work like Jia Long, and even the old monk did it with a little anger.

"Well……"

Seeing the two seniors leaving in a hurry, Jia Long was stunned.

You haven't disclosed the information to me yet, why did you just leave like this, do you look down on me?

Her pink lips muttered, she couldn't understand what she said, in short it was an angry word.

"Maomao, let's go up too, my strength seems to have recovered a lot, and I will be able to use the Valkyrie mode later, let them look at each other differently."

"Yeah, look at Ningye Mountain!"

"superior!"

"stand!"

One person and one bear took off lightly, and Jia Long arrived lightly like a veteran, treading water upwards. Maomao, on the other hand, was "crash clatter clatter", stepping on the waterfall and splashing water everywhere, struggling for a long time, falling down on the waterfall for a while, and struggling to step up a little bit.

Bada, in the end, it was Jia Long who held the little guy with one hand and pulled it to the upper floor.

Little Pyrenees was sweating all over.

Who makes it light work skills are not good enough, especially in the wilderness mode, it is impossible to do so lightly.

"Huh?"

But just when Maomao was about to say something, it suddenly yelled in surprise.

"..."

"Senior Taoist priest, senior monk?"

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