God level funny comparison system

"Silver needle?" Wang Chao blinked, and then his eyes were filled with excitement, and he said slowly: "Yes, silver needle, with silver needle, Brother Long is omnipotent..."

As he spoke, he looked up at the group of brothers behind him again, and shouted loudly: "Silver needle, who the hell has silver needles, hurry up!"

The loud voice swayed, and the crowd suddenly became agitated.

"Hurry up, hurry up, whoever has the silver needle, quickly take it out!"

"Damn it, embroidery needles are also fine, do you have any?"

Hundreds of people were in a mess, and they all fumbled and touched themselves in a hurry. They all knew that Zhang Long had a special skill of silver needles, which could bring the dead back to life.

Even Zhang Lei and the others became busy, knowing the importance of the silver needle at this moment.

However, no one would dare to bring that stuff.

Looking at the chaotic crowd, Zhang Long took a deep breath, did not hold much hope, glanced around, and prepared to replace the silver needle with other things.

Xiang Chaoyang's heart vein was damaged, so the silver needle had to be connected, and then the gentle energy was inserted into his body, guiding the remaining chaotic energy in his body to return to calm.

But without the silver needles, everything would be in vain. Only then did Zhang Long realize that he should have brought a set of silver needles with him in case of accidents.

"Brother, silver needles." Just when Zhang Long was at his wit's end, a cold voice came, and when he looked up, he saw Shang Gu standing in front of him, holding a box of silver needles in his hand.

"Hehe, I was healed by you with this silver needle, so I always take it with me." Looking at Zhang Long's stunned gaze, Shang Gu said in a daze.

"Fuck! Good habit! It's worth carrying forward!" Zhang Long gave a thumbs up to Shang Gu, and Zhang Long said ecstatically. After speaking, he snatched the silver and white box.

Open the lid of the box, sweep the box with one hand, and three silver needles floated up. Immediately, a cluster of azure blue flames burst out from Zhang Long's palm, submerging the three silver needles in an instant. He waved his hand towards Chaoyang's chest.

"Uh……"

Amidst the groaning sound, three silver needles were accurately nailed into Xiang Chaoyang's heart, forming a small triangle shape, which made the dizzy Xiang Chaoyang instinctively frowned and uttered a small moan.

The finger-length silver needles are less than an inch long left outside the body.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Long pulled hard in his hand, causing Xiang Chaoyang to sit up straight, and swept the box with his hand again, and saw eight silver needles flashing out, floating under Zhang Long's palm, as if someone had This kind of gravitational adsorption is general and will not fall.

The figure flashed behind Xiang Chaoyang like a ghost, Zhang Long gathered his hands together, and then slowly pulled them away.

"嗤嗤..." With the sound of electric current intertwining, I saw a blue electric current extending from Zhang Long's hands, and the electric current between the hands was connected instantly, submerging the eight silver needles suspended in the middle, and then During the collision of the electric current, a blue flame rose and disappeared quickly, completely disinfecting the eight silver needles.

With his eyes fixed, Zhang Long shook his hands, and the eight silver needles were connected with tiny electric currents, and rushed towards Chaoyang's back.

There was another chi-chi sound, and the eight silver needles were arranged in a regular polygon, just like the three silver needles on the chest, leaving less than an inch outside the body, and the rest sank into Xiang Chaoyang's back.

The scene was quiet, everyone held their breath and stared straight at Zhang Long, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.

The whole process was smooth and flowing. Under the moonlight, those silver needles passed through the void, leaving thin silver lights, which were extremely gorgeous.

At this moment, Zhang Long was staring at Xiang Chaoyang's back with frowned eyes. His face was illuminated by the azure current in his hand, which made him look a little scary, while the azure current flowed slowly into Xiang Chaoyang along the eight silver needles on his back. In Chaoyang's body.

Xiang Chaoyang's current situation is very similar to Zhang Lei's back then, and his heart is also damaged, so the treatment method is also quite similar.

The scene was quiet, except for everyone in the Zhang family and a group of students, Le Ying, who was sitting paralyzed under the cliff, was also watching.

The azure blue brilliance not only illuminated Zhang Long, but also illuminated Xiang Chaoyang's pale face.

Le Ying's eyes were distracted, and he was stunned, as if he had lost his soul. He just sat there blankly, his eyes locked on Zhang Long and Xiang Chaoyang, and there were only some deep-rooted images rolling in his mind.

"I'll trade my life with you, let it go..." Xiang Chaoyang's helpless and infatuated voice.

Then there was Zhang Long's expression when he slapped her into the air, wishing to smash her to ashes.

Suddenly, Le Ying had a feeling of being trapped in a maze, his head was groggy, and he was no longer as clear as before. He didn't know what was right and what was wrong, and he didn't even know whether he should stand up and leave in the next second, or Continue to stay like this.

Xiang Chaoyang was seriously injured, and Zhang Long needed time to help him adjust the disordered energy in his body.

"It seems that we came at a very good time."

Just when everything was silent and people were anxious, a gloomy voice came.

The voice was shrill and melodious like the voice of an oriole, but it was a man's voice, which made people get goosebumps.

The clean sky swayed with tiny ripples, and the moonlight swayed.

"It's really in a hurry, tsk tsk, isn't there a lot of people?" It was another man's voice, which was more hearty.

"That bastard, Le Ying, brought so many people with him, and he ended up like this." A woman's voice came, judging from the resentment in that voice, she was not young.

The sky swayed in the voices of these three people, showing the impressive cultivation of the three people.

Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, hundreds of eyes instantly turned cold.

Three skinny men in black came slowly from the direction of the valley mouth, without sound, without a trace of snow, and their steps were steady and slow, but they came close in the blink of an eye like a step of ten feet.

When the distance between the two sides was hundreds of meters, the three of them stopped, and they stopped in front of the piece of Tianmo Qinmu that fell to the ground.

Under the hazy moonlight, the faces of the three people looked carefully, two old men and one elderly woman.

One of the old men had gray temples and long gray hair, his face was well-defined, his figure was as straight as a sword, his cheekbones were high and protruding, and he looked quite hostile.

The other old man looked as domineering as Zhang Lei, with a bald head glowing with kindness under the moonlight, and only a wrinkled face showed that he was not young, physically and mentally stronger than the white-haired old man , and his voice was much thicker than that of the white-haired old man.

As for the old woman, she looked like a resentful woman. Although her figure was slim, her face was very ordinary. With the look of hatred in her eyes, she looked disgusting.

The sudden appearance of the three of them changed the situation on the scene drastically. Le Ying, who was stunned, trembled, and a look of panic appeared in her eyes. It was obvious that the three of them had a very high status in the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Zhang Lei clenched his fists, already feeling the other party's cultivation level, and all three of them were in the psychic stage.

Three masters of the psychic stage were enough to destroy tens of thousands of Houtian stage. All of a sudden, the momentum of the scene was completely controlled by these three people. The invisible majesty made everyone except Zhang Lei feel a little uncomfortable.

Although there are many people on Zhang Long's side, at this moment, they seem to be weak in combat power. Compared with the three masters of the psychic period, whether it is the masters of the Zhang family or the hundreds of students, they are all vulnerable.

At this time, the white-haired old man bent down slightly, picked up the Tianmo Qinmu on the ground, looked at the red and green Tianmo Qinmu, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

"The Heavenly Demon Qinmu finally returned to the Heavenly Demon Sect." He murmured in a low voice, as if he had found a treasure.

"Hmph, this day is still here. Even a small family in Jiangcheng dared to fight against the Tianmo sect. If it wasn't for the science and martial arts alliance chasing us back then, how could it have waited until today?" the bald old man shouted in a deep voice, with a hearty voice With a lot of majesty.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's kill them all." The old woman glanced at the dark crowd opposite, and said very casually.

Hearing this, the white-haired old man reached out his hand to dig in his clothes, glanced at Zhang Long, then looked down at Qin Mu and said, "Don't worry, this kid should be the grandson of our old suzerain. Although the suzerain is Yi But after all, the old suzerain was kind to me back then, so I don't want to kill him. And I heard that he is extremely accomplished in piano art, so it's better to take him back and question him, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

As he spoke, he took out a bunch of dark green silk threads from his clothes. He didn't know what kind of material it was. Each thread had silver hooks on both ends. In the round hole, straighten the dark green silk thread along the sharp triangular protrusions, and fasten the silver hook at the other end.

During the whole process, the old man's movements were extremely cautious and graceful, as if he was afraid of breaking the piano wood.

"That's a good idea, but this kid's cultivation is weird, maybe he has something good on him." The old woman immediately agreed, and a look of greed appeared in Zhang Long's eyes.

Zhang Long never looked back, and has been earnestly healing Xiang Chaoyang, but he could hear clearly what these people said.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, standing in a coquettish leather coat, her beautiful eyes were indifferent, Qiong's nose trembled and said: "Three old bastards are too arrogant. They want to catch the master of the Zhijian system, but they don't do it." What kind of pee are you!"

At this moment, the white-haired old man had already straightened a row of dark green silk threads evenly and straightly on the qin wood. You can tell without looking that they are a special kind of strings.