Chapter Seventy-Seven: Shuramon
"She's not going anywhere. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" A voice sounded, Jiang Huairen came slowly, his face was calm, simple and unwavering, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Master!"
"Brother Jiang!"
"Jiang Huairen!"
Li Ke, Li Ai, and Wei Jinzhong spoke in unison, with different expressions. Li Ke was excited, Li Ai was happy, and Wei Jinzhong was panicked. Jiang Huairen nodded, looked at the person with the ghost mask in front of him, and guessed his identity. Jiang Huairen finally locked on one person, and he was eighty percent sure that he was Wei Jinzhong.
In fact, Jiang Huairen has been here for a while, but he hasn't shown up, he has been observing the ghost-faced man. From the moment the ghost-faced man grabbed Li Ai, Jiang Huairen had already arrived, but he didn't make a move, he knew in his heart that Li Ai would not be injured at all.
Under the cyan ghost mask, Wei Jinzhong's face changed greatly, his expression was afraid, Jiang Huairen just stood in front of him, and Wei Jinzhong felt a heavy pressure.
Jiang Huairen walked over to Li Ke, checked his injuries, and took out the pill for him to take. Then Jiang Huairen walked towards Li Ai and said with a smile: "Ai'er is so brave. ”
"Where...... Nothing. Li Ai blushed and said, "It's Brother Jiang who gave me a great horse." ”
Li Ai held the horse, a little nervous in her heart, she knew that this was all Jiang Huairen's credit, if Jiang Huairen hadn't given her the horse, how dare she.
"Elle has always been brave in my heart." Jiang Huairen said.
When Li Ai heard Jiang Huairen say this, his little face turned a little redder, like a ripe apple, tempting people to come and taste it.
"How's Auntie?" Jiang Huairen asked, "How are you recovering?" ”
"Well, my mother just took the pill and is still asleep." Li Ai replied, very grateful to Jiang Huairen in his heart. If it weren't for Jiang Huairen, she wouldn't know what to do.
Wei Jinzhong watched Jiang Huairen talking to Li Ai, and then moved his steps and approached the window, his eyes kept staring at Jiang Huairen. It's close, as long as it's closer, I'll leave through the window, and I'll find a way to deal with him in the future, Wei Jinzhong thought very well in his heart, but how could Jiang Huairen let him go.
"If you take a step, Lao Tzu will kill you." Jiang Huairen's domineering side leakage, Xuan-level strength, Jiang Huairen didn't pay attention to it at all. Xuan-level strength, for Jiang Huairen, is purely here to die. How can Wei Jinzhong's small actions hide Jiang Huairen, although Jiang Huairen is talking to Li Ai, he is also paying attention to him.
Under the mask of "you ......", Wei Jinzhong's face was blood-red, and Jiang Huairen didn't take him seriously at all.
Jiang Huairen turned around and looked at the ghost-faced man: "You are Wei Jinzhong, right?" You will regret what you did today. However, give you a chance, and you cut yourself, lest you end up with no bones. ”
Wei Jinzhong's heart beat faster, he didn't expect Jiang Huairen to reveal his identity with a word, however, he couldn't admit it, and said at the moment: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”
"Don't admit it? It doesn't matter, I think you are, you are, the opportunity has been given to you. Jiang Huairen raised his head and said to himself, "I'm still too merciful." ”
"Brother Jiang is starting to narcissism again." Li Ai muttered, her eyes full of joy.
"Want me to cut myself? It's up to you. Wei Jinzhong snorted coldly, knowing that he was not Jiang Huairen's opponent, he also wanted to have a chance to cut himself? It's simply impossible.
"Bloody Palm." Wei Jinzhong made a move, and his blood-colored hand turned into a blood-colored horse, wrapped around Jiang Huairen, and wanted to wrap Jiang Huairen in and attack and kill. When the blood-colored horse practice hit, Jiang Huairen suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.
Since it was already a never-ending situation, Wei Jinzhong knew that he was not Jiang Huairen's opponent, so he could only make the first move and look for opportunities.
"What a bloody palm." Jiang Huairen's expression was solemn, this palm technique seemed to be born from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, bloody. Jiang Huairen didn't use the power of the dragon seal, and pointed out a finger against the blood-colored pi practice, the starlight on his fingertips was bright, as if a star had fallen, it was the meteorite finger.
Laugh at!
Jiang Huairen pointed through the blood-colored practice, but did not destroy it. Jiang Huairen sighed lightly, a little surprised, this horse training is a little different, and he actually bears his finger without destroying it.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to break my blood palm." Wei Jinzhong sneered, the Blood Luo Palm is not an ordinary palm technique. This palm method is inherited from the ancient sect, and it is also a first-class palm method in the sect, and Wei Jinzhong only has a little bit of skin, and he has not exerted the power of the bloody palm at all. According to records, there were ancient powerhouses who used their bloody palms to directly turn into a blood-colored river and devour thousands of lives.
"Interesting, it seems that there must be a sect behind you, and it is not ordinary." Wei Jinzhong is only the young master of the Black Dragon Society, how can he practice such a palm technique, Jiang Huairen can naturally guess the forces behind him, it must be a big faction.
"Long Yan." Jiang Huairen muttered silently, and the dragon seal in his body spewed dragon flames. The red dragon flame appeared in Jiang Huairen's hand, and the scorching qi filled the surroundings. Jiang Huairen clenched his fists, as if he was holding a round of the sun, and his fiery fists slammed into the attacking blood-colored exercises.
Snort.
The fist hit the blood-colored training, the red dragon flame burned everything, the sneering continued, and the blood-colored training finally turned into nothingness. Jiang Huairen's body moved, like a ghost, approaching Wei Jinzhong.
"Picking me up." Jiang Huairen pointed out again, and the red dragon flame fell like a meteor and pierced through it. Wei Jinzhong had seen the horror of Long Yan, and the blood Luo palm was broken by this Long Yan, and he didn't dare to take it hard at all.
Seeing that the fingers were coming, Wei Jinzhong put his hands in front of his chest and kept turning, looking a little messy, he was sealing.
"Shura Shield, give me the show." Wei Jinzhong shouted, a blood-colored round shield appeared on his chest, a sea of blood rolled on the shield, thousands of runes flowed, and the sound of a ghost crying and howling came out, disturbing people's hearts.
"Ahh What kind of fire are you? Wei Jinzhong roared, a blood hole appeared in his right shoulder, and blood spurted out, and it was incinerated by the dragon flame and turned into nothingness. A finger hole appeared on the Shura shield, and there was no finger from Jiang Huairen at the moment.
The dragon flame is given by Jiang Huairen's cultivation of the flame dragon seal condensed by the Burning Dragon Heaven Technique, this is the ultimate flame power, and how can it be blocked by the Shura Shield.
"The flame that kills you." Jiang Huairen replied, and the sound of the dragon groan in his body came, and the tyrannosaurus seal erupted. Jiang Huairen's strength rose again, and Wei Jinzhong's eyes were full of fear. Long Yan had already injured him, there were remnants of Long Yan's power in his body, Wei Jinzhong couldn't get rid of it, he could only suppress it, and Long Yan was slowly incinerating his qi and blood.
"Wait." Wei Jinzhong had no intention of fighting again, he desperately wanted to leave, wanting to expel the residual power of dragon flame in his body, otherwise, he would be burned to death by burning his qi and blood.
"What's the last word?" Jiang Huairen asked, under the Yan Dragon Seal and the Baron Dragon Seal, Jiang Huairen's strength has skyrocketed, and he is not worried about him playing tricks.
"I'm a disciple of the Shura Sect, you can't kill me, otherwise, you'll regret it." In order to save his life, Wei Jinzhong finally reported to the sect, Shuramen.
"Shuramon?" Jiang Huairen meditated, this is a strange sect, Jiang Huairen has never heard of it, and when he hears the name, it doesn't look like the right way.
"Yes, I am a disciple of the Shura Sect." Sensing that Jiang Huairen had no intention of making a move, Wei Jinzhong relaxed slightly and explained: "The Shura Sect inherits the Ancient Blood Demon Palace, it is a great sect, and the masters in the sect are like clouds, and with a strength like me, I can only be the weakest disciple. ”
"There are many disciples of the Shura Sect, and there are three levels of disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and lineage disciples. And I'm just an outer disciple, as for the inner disciples, each of them is a ground-level strength, and the inheritance disciples are all heaven-level strength. If you kill me, the Shurama will not let you go. ”
Jiang Huairen's heart was shocked when he heard this, the inheritance disciples are all heaven-level strength, so how strong should the elders of the Shura Sect be? The strength of this Shura Gate is trembling. However, Jiang Huairen was only shocked, and did not show fear, but the fighting spirit became more and more intense. With such a strong opponent, I am not alone.
What about the Shuramun, if he provokes him, he will still be killed, not to mention that he is just an outer disciple.
"Where's Shuramon?" Jiang Huairen asked the point, such a powerful sect, it is impossible not to have a record.
"I don't know, no one knows where the Shura Sect is, not even the disciples of the Shura Sect." Wei Jinzhong replied that his life was at stake, and he could be regarded as knowing everything.
"Don't know?" Jiang Huairen was stunned, "It's really mysterious enough, in that case, how did you get in and out of the Shura Gate?" ”
"It's my master." Wei Jinzhong replied, "He's dead." ”
"In that case, how can Shuramin know if you are dead or alive? You're just an outer disciple, and if you are killed, I don't think the Shura Sect will care. Jiang Huairen naturally wouldn't let him go, and Jiang Huairen didn't plan to let him go.
"Wait." Wei Jinzhong panicked, Jiang Huairen didn't intend to let him go, and hurriedly said: "The Shura Sect has a divine weapon, as long as it is a disciple of the Shura Sect, it will leave a drop of essence blood, according to the essence blood, the Shura Sect can know the situation of the disciples in the door." If a disciple dies, the Shuramin will also know about it, and will naturally avenge the disciple. ”
"Although I am an outer disciple, I have a senior brother, he is a disciple of the Shura Sect, if you kill me, my senior brother will definitely avenge me." Wei Jinzhong explained, his eyes staring at Jiang Huairen, and Wei Jinzhong was not sure if Jiang Huairen still wanted to kill him.
Jiang Huairen frowned, heaven-level? He had already made a decision in his heart, and said seriously: "I think it's better to kill you." ”
"You'll regret it." Wei Jinzhong screamed, he didn't expect Jiang Huairen's intention to kill him so strongly, and he was not afraid to face the Shura Gate. There is only one life, and although the Shuramon will avenge his disciples, no one wants to die, and the same is true for Wei Jinzhong.
The blood in Wei Jinzhong's mouth was like water, and Jiang Huairen only saw a blood mist, the person was gone, and only a voice came.
"Jiang Huairen, force me to cast a blood escape, and my Shura Sect and you will not die."
"So intimidating? I'm not an idiot, I'm stumbling with a heaven-level powerhouse, and when the first training of the Nine Dragons Jue is completed, the heaven-level is a fart. Jiang Huairen pouted, a heaven-level powerhouse, it was not something he could deal with, although he wanted to kill Wei Jinzhong, but he couldn't.
"Okay, it's fine." Jiang Huairen said it very easily, but he was thinking about Shuramen in his heart.
"Brother Jiang, he won't be coming, will he?" Li Ai was worried, worried that this incident would happen again.
"No, it won't." Jiang Huairen replied, thinking that his last performance was a blood escape, and his strength would definitely regress, and he was even more hit by my finger, and it would be difficult to recover in a few months.
"Rick, how are you?" Jiang Huairen did not forget Li Ke, if it was not for him, Li Ai would have fallen into the hands of Wei Jinzhong.
"Don't worry, master, I'm fine." Li Ke's heart warmed, Jiang Huairen did not forget him.
"Master?" Li Ai was puzzled, his eyes rolled, and he didn't ask.
Wei Jinzhong cast a blood escape, returned directly to the Black Dragon Society, and entered the secret room below. He was too seriously injured, and he even exerted blood escape, and he couldn't suppress Long Yan's power. In the secret room, Wei Jinzhong sat naked in the pool water, and ice cubes were placed in and around the pool, and he was driving away the remnants of the dragon flame.