Curse of the Burial Scripture

Chapter 430: Near Death

However, this child Zhang Liangsheng is different. He has unlimited potential. I can see it even if you don't tell me. In the future, I am afraid that he will encounter many hardships that he cannot overcome by himself. When the time comes, you can help him. , which can be regarded as doing me a favor. " Gongsun Bu did not answer, but looking at the chaotic battle situation, a meaningful look flashed in his eyes. I don’t know how long this fierce struggle lasted, but suddenly a fierce green light flashed in the sky, and the hurricane surrounding it immediately dissipated. Everyone who was watching with fear couldn’t help but be shocked, and they quickly watched attentively. After passing by, the scene that gradually became clear in front of them made them take a breath of cold air. Huangfu Junhao was covered in blood at the moment, and his face was covered with sticky dried blood and dust. His hair was messy and dirty, and his eyes were flashing fiercely, but they could not hide his deep tiredness. His legs were shaking violently, and his hand holding the ground with his sword could not resist the weight. His face turned pale, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground weakly, looking like he was dying. People can't help but feel a little nervous after watching it. But opposite him, there was also a miserable scene. The two behemoths Qingsha and Chisha were turned into a pile of broken bones at this moment. They were beaten to pieces by Huangfu Junhaosheng with his sword. Looking at Qian Shibo's pale face, he felt resentful. From their eyes, they could vaguely guess that these two monsters were probably useless. "You bastard...you actually made Qingsha and Chisha behave like this...I will definitely make you die a good death!!" Qian Shibo looked at Qingsha and Chisha who had turned into a pile of broken bones in front of him, and his lungs almost exploded with anger. He never dreamed that Huangfu Junhao's move was so powerful. Although he was already aware of the power of this move and cast a strengthening spell on the two undead in advance, the final result still remained unchanged. His undead soul was still defeated by Huangfu Junhao's sword. However, Huangfu Junhao can't be considered a victory at this moment. Needless to say, just by relying on your weak spiritual energy fluctuations, Qian Xiebo knows that this guy can no longer use any moves, and now he is just a free man. state of slaughter. Thinking of this, Uncle Qian's mood improved a lot. Although I lost a lot of undead zombies and two powerful puppets today, it is not without gain. At least the little monk and the little spirit fox are my own. The little spirit fox is of great use. , and that little monk might have more Nine Souls Ferocious Dragon Balls in his body. Uncle Qian Shibo is well-informed and has naturally heard about the Nine Souls Ferocious Dragon Pearl. He knew that this heavenly material and earthly treasure, formerly known as the Nine Souls Feral Dragon Pearl, came from the corpses of eminent monks, and he also knew that the Nine Souls Feral Dragon Pearl generally did not appear in just one form, but appeared in plural forms. Therefore, the possibility of the little monk carrying more Nine Souls Ferocious Dragon Balls is very high. Putting aside the little spirit fox, the nine soul ferocious dragon beads that the little monk may carry are enough to make up for his loss. Glancing at Huangfu Junhao, Qian Shibo also smiled arrogantly and walked slowly towards him. Not only that, he can also refine this ignorant brat into his own undead today. This is also a good choice... "Little boy, I, Uncle Qian, always keep my word. If I say I will make your life worse than death, I will make your life worse than death... If I take you back , I will take every piece of your body." Cut it off! Then, after cutting you down to only a thin layer of skin and internal organs, I will break all the bones in your body and soak them in the medicinal solution. This will take seven, seven and forty-nine days, so that you can finally watch your own body. Die when your body melts! " Qian Shibo smiled cruelly, squatted down and grabbed Huangfu Junhao's hair, and said coldly, "Boy, it's too late for you to regret it now, hehehe..." Huangfu Junhao looked at him weakly, and then spit out a mouthful of blood on his face. Looking at the clear battle situation in front of him, although he was also worried about Huangfu Junhao, Guyu found himself looking for Zhang Liangsheng's figure more anxiously at this moment. Isn't he already dead? Impossible, his strength is higher than his own, so he shouldn't die so easily. Guyu said this to himself, but Zhang Liangsheng could not be seen for a long time, and the anxiety in his heart became more and more intense. "Zhang, Young Master Zhang... nothing will happen to him, right? I, I don't seem to be able to feel his spiritual energy fluctuations..." Lian'er said with some difficulty, her beautiful eyes were full of worry at the moment, and the sad look on her face also added a sad temperament to her, which made her even more lovable. The funeral masters around Lian'er couldn't help but swallowed quietly when they looked at Lian'er. Although now she is not dressed like she was at the auction. "No, don't worry." Suddenly, Lezheng Yingtian's confident voice sounded, and Gu Yu and Lian'er couldn't help but look at him. Gu Yu saw her father looking at her with a wink, and said meaningfully, "Daughter, Zhang Liangsheng is fine, but this is the first time I have seen you so worried about others? Don't..." "I'm afraid Grandpa Zhan will blame us if he dies. That's all. Stop talking about useless things." Guyu has always been a character who can't stand jokes. When he heard that his father was being serious again, he immediately said coldly and gave him a sharp look. But despite saying this, after hearing her father say that Zhang Liangsheng was fine, she unconsciously looked for Zhang Liangsheng again. A strong wind mixed with cold rain blew by. Qian Shibo felt something sticky on his face. He stretched out his hand to touch it. The bloody paralysis mixed with blood on his hand came into view. He looked at Huangfu Junhao and saw the latter. With a sarcastic look on his face, the muscles on his face gradually twisted again, and he shouted angrily and slapped him hard on the face! Huangfu Junhao groaned, and now he had no strength to fight back at all. His whole body was slapped away like a paper man, and he rolled several times before stopping. Huangfu Junhao groaned in pain, his throat felt sweet, and he spit out another mouthful of blood. This time it was mixed with a few broken teeth, and his left cheek suddenly became swollen. The handsome cheeks and the dashing chivalry disappeared without a trace at this moment. His body, which was soaked and washed by the heavy rain, was full of sadness and embarrassment. But there was no trace of fear in those weak eyes. How strong a belief does this man have? "Little bastard... I originally wanted to torture you when I take you back, but since you won't change your ways, don't blame me for being ruthless..." Having said that, Uncle Qian actually flipped his palm, and a faint light flickered, turning it into a huge iron pliers out of thin air. His skinny hands held the big steel thing without any effort at all. When the onlookers saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp, and their heartstrings were tugged. "I'm going to pull off your two arms, two legs, and that thing under your crotch one by one now! Hehehe...boy, I'll let you taste what pain is! Of course. No, you can’t die if you want to, and as long as I don’t want you to die, you can’t die no matter what I do!” Uncle Qian slowly pushed towards Huangfu Junhao who was not far away. There was a trace of dried blood on the iron pliers. Huangfu Junhao barely raised his head to see this grim scene, and he couldn't help but have a look of emotion on his face. . A feeling of sadness arose in his heart, but Huangfu Junhao still chose to tremble and close his eyes instead of praying for help from these people who were watching indifferently."Little bastard, scream for me!!" Uncle Qian's eyes were fierce, and the huge iron pincers were also stretched towards Huangfu Junhao's legs. But just when Huangfu Junhao closed his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth and waiting for the moment when life would be worse than death, he found that there was still no movement after a long time. He couldn't help but feel a doubt in his heart, and when he slowly opened his eyes, he found a tall figure with a tall back appearing in front of him. Huangfu Junhao couldn't help being completely stunned when he saw this scene. Uncle Qian looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief, and then his eyes sharpened suddenly. He glanced at the iron pliers that were holding him tightly, gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Boy...where did you show up again?" What’s coming?” "Zhang Liangsheng!" When Guyu saw Zhang Liangsheng's figure suddenly appeared with a whirlwind, he couldn't help but shout out in surprise. Le Zheng Yingtian looked at his daughter's surprise and looked at Zhang Liangsheng in the distance, and couldn't help but reveal a thoughtful smile. Zhang Liangsheng looked indifferently at Qian Xiebo's extremely ugly and twisted face, and glanced at the iron pliers he was holding in his hand. He had to say that Qian Xiebo's strength was amazing, but compared to himself, he was still far behind. few. Even if Qian Shibo's level is much higher than his own, it doesn't mean that a high-level burial master is omnipotent. At least Qian Shibo, a burial master who mainly relied on summoning the undead to fight on his behalf, compared with Zhang Liangsheng, a burial master who had tempered his body countless times, there was still a big gap in physical strength. Zhang Liangsheng glanced at the embarrassed Huangfu Junhao behind him, then looked at the iron pliers in his hands, and snorted disdainfully. He exerted force on his palms, and a rich white aura surrounded his palms. Zhang Liangsheng felt that he The energy on the right arm began to rotate rapidly, and a huge force was poured into the arm. The next moment, Zhang Liangsheng shouted loudly, and the iron pliers made a loud "bang" sound, and was crushed to pieces by Zhang Liangsheng on the spot! Uncle Qian couldn't react for a moment and stumbled forward two steps. Zhang Liangsheng glanced at him and kicked him hard on the stomach. The next moment, Uncle Qian screamed and flew like a cannonball. Got out. Seeing this scene, all the funeral masters couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. Who is this guy? To actually possess such powerful power? Can you kick Qian Shibo, a strong man in the late Five Burial Heavens, away with one kick?Zhang Liangsheng didn't even look at Qian Shibo, who was rolling and struggling on the ground in embarrassment. He looked back at Huangfu Junhao, then squatted down and took his pulse. "You have been poisoned, your spiritual energy has been severely depleted, and you have suffered serious internal injuries. I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover to your original state. But fortunately, the pill you take has no side effects and will not put any burden on your meridians. I'll take care of this old guy in a while and then I'll heal your injuries. " Seeing Zhang Liangsheng smiling and comforting himself kindly, Huangfu Junhao had a confused look on his face.

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