HPDBC Chapter 321 Chapter 1 Saintess
Chapter 321 Chapter 1 Saintess
Chapter 321 The First Saint
After Wang Long defeated Wu Tong, he was about to leave the Discussion Society, a place of right and wrong, but a large number of cultivators rushed to surround and kill him.
This clearly does not want him to leave alive.
"Give me death!"
Wang Long's killing intent rose, and under his idea, the real immortal incarnation shot again, and slapped He Tong again with a heavy palm.
"puff!"
He Tong couldn't stop the blow full of anger, and spit out a large amount of blood like he didn't want money.
This palm severely injured him, and he was horrified in his heart. He didn't expect that there was such a big gap between himself and Wang Long.
And Wang Long didn't even look at him after letting the incarnation of the real immortal hit this palm, but stared at the group of cultivators rushing forward.
Zhang Xinglan knew that those who came up in the early stage of Wendao would be sent to death, so this group of cultivators were at least in the middle stage of Wendao.
"cut!"
After Wang Long gathered his strength, he swung his sword at the cultivators.
"boom"!
This sword light is more than 100 meters long, and its power is unparalleled.
A violent and majestic aura emerged from the sword light and enveloped the world, even the trees growing on the mountain were subdued by this aura.
All the cultivators were shocked, no one dared to catch Wang Long's sword light, and all of them dodged quickly, not daring to touch the sword light.
Those holy sons and saintesses chased after them in the clouds, and they saw that Wang Long had the courage of all men, and their faces were extremely ugly.
"He'll get away with it."
A saintly girl's pretty face was frosty, and she only wanted Wang Long to die here.
"I have notified all the disciples and elders in the middle and late stages of the teaching, but it will take time for them to rush over." Zhang Xinglan said.
"No, it's too slow!"
Wang Long turned around and ran after releasing the sword, and when the reinforcements arrived, he had already run away and disappeared.
This group of saints and saints longed for Wang Long's death, and they felt a great threat from him.
With Wang Long's terrifying talent in defeating Wu Tong, there is a very high possibility that they will be trampled underfoot in the future.
A man of mortal origin trampled all their holy sons on the soles of their feet?
This is enough to make the world laugh at them for an era!
When no one wants to be talked about in the future, the first impression is:
"Are you talking about the holy son XXX who was defeated by Wang Long?"
None of them could accept this happening, so Wang Lung had to die anyway.
"Do you still remember Lin Xuanqing before he fell into a deep sleep?" One person suddenly started talking about Lin Xuanqing.
"You mean Lin Xuanqing who defeated the five holy sons?" Someone said it immediately.
"Correct."
All the saints and saints are silent, Lin Xuanqing is a myth of that era, how could they not know?
At that time, whenever a person's talent was mentioned, people would compare him with Lin Xuanqing and talk about his various legendary events.
There was even a popular saying at that time: After Lin Xuanqing disappeared, everyone was not as talented as Lin Xuanqing.
It means that after Lin Xuanqing disappeared, everyone said that their talent was comparable to Lin Xuanqing, not worse than him.
Of course this sentence is derogatory.
"Do you think he looks like Lin Xuanqing?" The person who asked the question just now pointed to Wang Long who was speeding fast.
"No! How can he compare to Lin Xuanqing?!" Someone said anxiously.
However, the more anxious they are, the more they show that they agree with this statement in their hearts.
"Let's make a move." The man said again.
"Shoot? Let's attack him together?" Someone objected.
"This place is far away from the Dao Discussion Conference, no one will know..." He said calmly.
The holy son who refuted him aloud, his eyes lit up, and he already agreed with his plan in his heart.
They always wanted Wang Lung to die, but they were unwilling to do so.
That's because there were too many people at the Discussion Society, and Wu Tong had already lost to Wang Long. If they teamed up to kill Wang Long again, even if Wang Long died, people would still laugh at them.
They are the sons of the Holy Spirit, and they have to join forces to kill a cultivator of mortal origin, which is not the same, it is very embarrassing.
So they wouldn't have done it back then, but now...
They teamed up to kill Wang Lung and who would know?
"Fairy Ruoxi." Someone said with a smile.
"You really know how to plan, and you want me to take action." The saint named Ruoxi gave everyone a look.
She is exactly what Xianren said to Wang Long before, the number one beauty among cultivators.
And she is also worthy of this title, in addition to being born with a shameful face, her figure is also unique.
Even if she is in the eyes of everyone, she is still full of charm and soul-stirring.
"You are the strongest among us. Except for you, we are not sure that we can beat Wang Long." Zhang Xinglan laughed.
"You can join forces! Didn't you agree to join forces just now?" Ruoxi said again.
"There are so many cultivators of Kunji Sect following behind, it's too conspicuous for so many of us to go up together, who guarantees that they won't talk nonsense?" A holy son laughed.
"Sister Ruoxi, please help us." Another saintess took Ruoxi's arm and acted like a baby:
"You are strong, you can kill him with one strike, and others won't notice."
"That's right, Fairy Ruoxi can understand him with one move, and we can't even do this together."
Everyone opened their mouths to cooperate with the saint to persuade Ruoxi.
"All right, all right, I'll take the blame alone." Ruoxi shook her head, annoyed by what everyone said.
"But I have to say first, after this incident, there will be no more Wang Lung in the world."
"It's like he never existed. There is no such person in this world."
All the saints and saints spoke one after another: "This is natural."
Ruoxi nodded, then jumped down from the clouds and flew quickly towards Wang Long.
Her speed is very fast, and it won't be long before she can catch up with Wang Lung.
Wang Long ran away at full speed, and when he turned his head, he noticed the saint Ruoxi who was far faster than others.
"Is it her? The saint who came here with Wu Tong earlier?"
Wang Long recognized her identity and saw her terrifying speed at the same time, Wang Long found a very bad thing.
That is, Ruoxi actually asked about her late stage cultivation!
It turned out that those holy sons and saints said that Ruoxi was the strongest among them, not referring to her talent, but her cultivation.
In addition to being the most beautiful among the saints, she is also the highest in cultivation.
The other holy sons and saints are only in the middle stage of enlightenment, and some are still in the early stage of enlightenment, but Ruoxi is the only one who is in the late stage.
That's why they said that Ruoxi could easily kill Wang Lung.
In their eyes, Wang Long's defeat of Wu Tong showed that his strength was higher than that of the Holy Son of the same rank.
But not much higher.
Then Ruoxi, a Saintess who is at the level of Gao Wanglong, will definitely be able to defeat him.
It was for this reason that they persuaded Ruoxi to make a move. In their place, each of them dared to say that they would definitely keep Wang Long.
Wang Long also knew in his heart that he was not Ruoxi's opponent, even if he took a step back and said that he and Ruoxi were [-]/[-], but once he was entangled by her, he would die when those cultivators arrived or other holy sons took action.
Without even thinking about it, he directly took out Su Yue and turned her into somersaulting clouds.
Somersaulting Cloud led Wang Long forward at a very high speed, much faster than Ruoxi.
"What the hell is this?"
Seeing the sons and daughters of King Long fleeing away as fast as a meteor, they were all dumbfounded.
Even Ruoxi opened her beautiful eyes as if she had seen a ghost.
They never thought that Wang Long still had such a hand, they could only stare blankly at Wang Long getting further and further away.
"What is that cloud under his feet? Is it a spell or a magic weapon?" Zhang Xinglan asked.
"You don't care who he is, the most important thing now is to chase after him!" Another holy son hurriedly said.
"What are you chasing after? Why is he so fast?" Zhang Xinglan was displeased, he felt that the Son was too anxious.
"Just chase after him! Our headmaster is just in the direction where he is escaping!" said the anxious Son.
"Your head teacher?" Zhang Xinglan was startled, and the others immediately looked at the speaking son.
He is Nan Shengtian, the holy son of the Taishang Taoist Sect, and the leader he is talking about is naturally the headmaster of the Taishang Taoist Sect.
(End of this chapter)