荒墟牧神 - 第260章 刀兵征伐 - 簡牘書房

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Chapter 261 — The March of Blades and Armies

The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4

If that fellow gets hold of Granny's body, the calamity will be truly great — who could stop her?

" "I have found Granny. The two grandpas need not worry; Granny simply does not want to return to the Wasteland, for fear of implicating you.

" Shen Mu blinked and said: "Could the two grandpas rescue the emperor?

" Old Master Huo looked at the blind old man, who shook his head: "Difficult. The emperor is probably already dead. With Tathagata and the Daoist Lord striking together, even if the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping returned he would be helpless.

By the way, your Dark Demon Sect is over there too; I expect they will die miserably. " Shen Mu ground his teeth: "The emperor still cannot die.

As for the experts of my sect, never mind them; they can transmit themselves away at any time.

Is the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping not there? " "I did not see him.

" Old Master Huo said: "Tathagata is old, and the Daoist Lord is old too; the battle cannot last long, or it will consume the little life they have left.

" The blind old man said with a smile: "We are younger than they are.

" Old Master Huo nodded. The blind old man laughed: "Then let us go and snatch the emperor back. Shen'er, wait here; we will go snatch the emperor's corpse back for you.

" Shen Mu was dumbstruck: "Corpse? " Old Master Huo departed with him, his voice carrying from afar: "With the Daoist Lord and Tathagata striking together, he is certainly dead.

" On the battlefield, Tathagata and the Daoist Lord struck together, deciding the battle swiftly; Emperor Yanfeng withstood the attacks of two godlike beings and was gravely wounded again and again.

His qi and blood remained exceedingly vigorous, while the qi and blood of Tathagata and the Daoist Lord rose and fell unevenly; yet the cultivation of these two was truly too overbearing — in cultivation, both surpassed him by no small margin, and in fighting strength, both surpassed him by a hair. How much more so when two godlike beings attacked him together?

Now, though his qi and blood were vigorous, it was only the last flare of a lamp running out of oil.

The Daoist Lord and Tathagata knew it well too: the next move would take his life.

Just then a bamboo staff thrust forward; the old Daoist Lord hastily swung his sword to block, and Tathagata too sensed killing intent coming from behind him, and at once turned his golden alms-bowl backward to shine. Two sounds were heard — ding, dong — as the bamboo staff struck the blade and the sword pierced into the alms-bowl.

The blind old man staggered back and praised: "Good skill; your cultivation is higher than mine.

A hair less than that old fellow Li Zheng.

" So saying, he turned and left. Tathagata and the Daoist Lord hastily turned back, and saw that Emperor Yanfeng had vanished into thin air. "No need to pursue. Emperor Yanfeng's qi and blood are withered and ruined; all his divine treasuries have been shattered. " Tathagata sighed: "Excellent, excellent.

Even if he is saved, he will be a cripple.

" Shen Mu was waiting when suddenly a body was flung over and crashed onto the dragon qilin's back: "Shen'er, the corpse you wanted has arrived! "