Chapter 694 He Can’t Afford It

In such a short period of time, it seemed as if I had aged by ten years.

The choking voice made Li Quzhuo and Wang Quan Baiye tremble all over. They were unable to utter a word, and their hands and feet became weak.

It would be better to scold them, beat them, and treat them as enemies to make them feel comfortable. Even killing them for revenge would make them feel better.

But these family heads, in turn, tried to comfort them, and every word was like a knife stabbing into their hearts, like a slow torture.

On the other side, in the human territory, three figures suddenly appeared on the border.

The sound of ding-dong gradually came, expanding with the power of heaven and earth, as if communicating with the people of the Taoist Alliance ahead.

The three of them slowly stood in the void, and the Daomeng border not far ahead was silent.

On the top of the city wall, Wang Quan Shouzhuo opened his eyes instantly. He heard the pleasant sound of bells, as if he was facing a great enemy. He suppressed the Wang Quan sword that was constantly vibrating in his hand.

Looking at the people coming from afar, there were three of them, and they were full of evil spirit.

The leader was wearing a red robe and a white undershirt. There were two red bows on the belts on both sides of his clothes, with two bells hanging on them.

The soul-stirring bell sounds came from here.

The waist-length golden-orange hair was still tied in a bow with two bells hanging at the end.

Putting Wang Quan's sword on the ground, Wang Quan frowned slightly. The three of them were too far away and could only see the big monster with vigorous demonic power.

Recognizing a general idea, Wang Quan Shouzhuo suddenly shouted, "Are you from Tushan? Demon King Tushan Honghong! What brings you to the border of our human race?"

At the same time, Huang Shiren transformed into his original form and walked step by step to the city below the border of the human race. He walked into the city with a swagger.

Many disciples of the Taoist Alliance were familiar with him. They had all heard that Murong Ji had a great demon king beside him, who was extremely powerful and had unlimited potential among the demon clan.

He became a demon because of Murong Ji's enlightenment, and became the demon king because of Murong Ji's teachings. He is the one who handles many affairs of the Chen family.

Many disciples of the Taoist Alliance have dealt with him.

As for how to recognize it? There is only one bull demon in the world with clear spiritual power but no demonic power.

Huang Shiren walked leisurely into the yard, found Murong Ji's house, transformed into a human form and walked in, hurriedly checking Murong Ji's injuries.

His heart skipped a beat, and he was seriously injured and beaten to death. [If the master can't save himself, then the leech spirit is really the only savior. Tushan Rongrong is right. Tushan is the best place for cultivation. ]

Huang Shiren exhaled a breath of foul air, but his face became more gloomy. He wanted Murong Ji to go to Chenjiazhuang for recuperation, but he didn't dare to gamble. The master's medical skills were unparalleled, but he couldn't heal himself.

After pondering for a moment, he came up with an idea, "We can only go to Tushan and let Cui Yuling take action."

He carefully carried Murong Ji from the bedside, turned into an ox, and carried Murong Ji on his back. In order not to affect Murong Ji's injury, he took every step steadily.

Seeing Huang Shiren carrying Murong Ji out of the yard, the two Taoist League disciples guarding the gate didn't know whether they should stop them or not.

After looking at each other, one of them stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother Huang, it would be safer for Patriarch Chen to stay here."

Huang Shiren looked at him speechlessly. Didn't he know? "But who will treat Master? Master's injuries cannot be healed. We can only ask for help from Bijian Lake."

The Taoist disciple was stunned, but did not say anything. He looked at the Taoist disciple again, and the other person hurriedly ran to the top of the city wall to report.

Huang Shiren walked forward step by step, trying to be steady as possible so as not to affect Murong Ji's injury. He glanced at the Taoist disciples following behind him, but he didn't care.

above the sky.

Tushan Rongrong narrowed her eyes and looked at Wang Quanshouzhuo on the tower. She suddenly chuckled and said lightly, "Sister, can you lend me your magic power?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Tushan Honghong slapped Tushan Rongrong on the back, and the vigorous red demonic power was injected into her body.

In an instant, Tushan Rongrong seemed to have changed. The deep green demonic aura rose higher and higher, and was promoted to the realm of Demon King. The green demonic aura diffused around her body.

Tu Shan Rongrong slowly opened her eyes and said softly, "Master Wang Quan, don't you know who we are here for?"

Tushan Rongrong's voice spread along with the demonic power, searching the soul and transmitting the message.

"Hmph! Chen Mi is the head of my Taoist alliance! How can I let you take him away!" As Wang Quanshouzhuo's words fell, they were filled with endless murderous intent.

Who is Wang Quan Shouzhuo? He is a man who has fought his way from the Sword Tomb to the Taoist Alliance.

"Then...are you guys not going to take care of his injuries?"

Tushan Rongrong's words made Wang Quan Shouzhuo stunned and a little surprised. He was not a fool, so he naturally knew the implication of Tushan Rongrong's words.

Bijian Lake, emerald green and jade-like.

Among all the doctors in the world, he is the best!

Wang Quan Shouzhuo opened his eyes slightly and looked at the three figures in the void with some surprise.

The leader was Tushan Honghong, one of the four demon kings, whom I had just met.

Then the other folded-ear fox demon is the third in command of Tushan. "Are you Tushan Rongrong?!" The Dao League has long recorded that her relationship with Murong Ji is unclear and ambiguous.

In fact, he is Murong Ji's eldest disciple.

The other person, however, made Wang Quan Shouzhuo frown. Bijian Lake, Cui Yuling? He didn't know them! There were quite a few leech spirits in the demon clan.

Cui Yuling never shows up in public. If someone needs treatment, they will send him to Bijian Lake.

Before Murong Ji became famous, both humans and demons had to give her some face. After all, there would always be a time when they would need help from others.

After Murong Ji was born, the situation of the human race seeking help from Bijian Lake did not improve until the Chen family established themselves and passed down elixirs from generation to generation.

Under Murong Ji's training, many outstanding doctors emerged.

But now Murong Ji's injuries have not improved for a long time, and they can't tell what's going on.

If Cui Yuling, a great medical expert, could come to the rescue, that would be a blessing in disguise.

What Wang Quanhou was worried about was the Tushan fox demon. They knew Murong Ji's value and were afraid...

For a moment, Wang Quan Shouzhuo was undecided.

Murong Ji is too important to the Taoist Alliance. How many people in the human race can find someone who can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to form a formation and stabilize it to the level of a great demon king?
Especially after the death of six geniuses of the Taoist Alliance and the crippling of four others, Murong Ji became even more important.

He and Dongfang Guyue are already old and will die one day, but Murong Ji is still young!
Killing the Great Demon King with thunder magic was something that the human race had never dared to think of before.

When he came to his senses, he saw a Taoist disciple hurriedly approaching him and whispered, "Alliance leader, the head of the Chen family was carried away by Senior Brother Huang Shiren. He said he was going to find Cui Yuling..."

Wang Quan Shouzhu was shocked, his face darkened instantly, and he asked sternly: "Tushan Fox Demon! What on earth do you want to do!"

Tu Shan Rongrong ignored him and flew lightly to the bottom of the city wall to meet Huang Shiren.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo's eyes became more and more ferocious, and the Wang Quan sword in his hand instantly flew out of his body. With a clear "clang!" sound, the sword light was like a rainbow, and Wang Quan's sword intent directly slashed towards Tushan Rongrong.

"Stop!"

"elder sister!"

Tu Shan Rongrong ignored the fierce murderous intent coming from above and rushed towards Huang Shiren regardless.

At the same time, Tushan Honghong suddenly jumped up and struck out with a palm, directly meeting the huge royal sword intent.

"Bang! Whoosh!" He directly used both hands to deflect Wang Quan's sword intent.

Feeling a pain in his hands, he looked down and saw that his hands were covered in blood, almost destroyed by the sword intent.

【The king's sword power is really powerful. 】

Tushan Honghong sighed for a moment, and the power of heaven and earth resonated together. Then she flipped her hand, and a golden disc appeared in her hand, the Qiankun Mirror!
She mobilized all her demonic power to activate the magic weapon to block Wang Quan's sword intent. At the same time, she used the secret method taught by Tu Shan Rongrong to temporarily suppress Wang Quan's sword and instantly set up several restrictions.

Want to suppress the king's sword.

In an instant, Wang Quanshouzhuo shook the sword violently, "Crack!" All the restrictions on the sword were broken.

Wang Quan stepped onto the city wall and looked at Tushan Honghong sternly. Without saying anything, he raised his sword and went up!

Tu Shan Rongrong slowly fell on Huang Shiren's back.

Looking at Murong Ji who was half lying on Huang Shiren's back, with eyes full of tenderness, she gently helped him up, let him lean on her, lifted his hair, and gently touched his pale cheeks with her slender hands, feeling a little distressed.

A mouthful of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Murong Ji's mouth. There were strands of golden blood in the blood, which looked even more natural than the previous golden blood.

Make the dark red blood turn bright red.

Waves of medicinal fragrance diffused, a bit pungent, that was the smell of rhubarb pill. This smell seemed to have the effect of stirring up the spiritual energy and evil spirit of heaven and earth, and even made the surrounding flowers, plants and trees more spirited.

That was because the medicinal power of the Rhubarb Pill had not been fully absorbed, which was enough to show that Murong Ji's condition was not very good at the moment.

Tushan Rongrong gently wiped the corner of Murong Ji's mouth and held him in her arms with some heartache.

Huang Shiren walked forward slowly. With Tu Shan Rongrong steadying Murong Ji, he felt more at ease. He glanced around with an expressionless face, feeling no pressure at all.

He didn't even pay any attention to the two people who were fighting in the sky.

Tushan Honghong's Insulating Claws are only slightly skilled enough to deal with many magic weapons in the world. However, facing the top magic weapon like the Wangquan Sword Intent, it seems a little weak after all.

Now, using the Qiankun Mirror to make up for Tushan Honghong's weaknesses, the two really cannot determine the winner in a short period of time.

If this continues, Wang Quan Shouzhuo will definitely be defeated. Wang Quan Shouzhuo is not only born weak, but also has serious injuries that have not healed. The accumulation of injuries over the years has already exhausted his energy.

He didn't have enough physical strength to support a huge battle, let alone a war of attrition.

Suddenly, Huang Shiren stopped and raised his head to look. In front of him, there was a man standing on the long road, Steward Fei.

(End of this chapter)