Chapter 47: Difficult

Qian Jue desperately fled forward, and along with the power of martial arts, he exerted all his strength, and his cultivation climbed to the peak, and his body was like electricity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even so, he still felt the coldness behind him.

Lei Sect Ancestor Zhelin stepped forward and was about to slap it down.

"Why do you need the elders to do it, the disciples will do it for you!"

Yue Ting also followed.

He was sealed at the bottom of the Moon Cutting Lake, and he was fiercely suppressed in the battle with Qian, and he had almost no power to fight back. Now it's different, I've recovered to the middle stage of the Soul Condensing Realm, whether it's Yuan Force or momentum, it's stronger than Qianjue I don't know how many times.

Zhelin knew that Yue Ting wanted to win the Thousand Absolute with his own hands, so that he could break the demons that had been defeated on the cultivation path and have a better breakthrough in the future.

He nodded, and stood by.

Qian Jue said coldly: "I'm just sealing you, why do you want to chase you here?"

"Hehe, Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, blame you for having three lotus. This time, I will capture you, take the third lotus, and by the way, sell your favor and hand you over to the Yin Yang Gate, and don't you kill two birds with one stone?" Yue Ting's mouth smiled.

"Oh, who told you about my Third Lotus?" Qian Jue suddenly wondered, it stands to reason that those who know that Qian Jue has a Third World Lotus, apart from him, there are only Xiao Qingling and the little guy. The little guy naturally wouldn't say it, and Xiao Qingling shouldn't have revealed the news, because she also had one.

Who would that be?

Yue Ting's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's just a rumor, it seems that you really have it?"

Qian Jue was silent, raised his head for a moment, stared at Yue Ting, and his dark eyes were extremely cold: "If I knew this, at the bottom of the Moon Cutting Lake, I should have killed you all together!"

"Hahaha! It's a pity that there is no regret medicine to sell in the world. Now, you can be slain. ”

Qian Jue glanced at Zhelin not far away, and sneered: "If the old guy doesn't make a move, you and I will fight to the death, and you will also have no power to fight back." ”

"You don't have to provoke me so much. Let's fight a fair fight today, and if I can't take you down, let you go. Yue Ting seemed to have won the battle, looked at Zhelin, and said, "Please Elder Fulfillment." ”

As a descendant of the sect, who is not a little proud? At the bottom of the Moon Cutting Lake, Yue Ting's cultivation was sealed, and he was completely defeated in the hands of a thousand peers, and he was very aggrieved. But it was just an accident, otherwise how could even the heirs of the Dao Emperor's lineage be defeated in the hands of Qianjue?

Now it's different. He wants to be ashamed and take back his own honor.

Today, he is going to kill Qianjue with his own hands.

Zhelin frowned. He had heard about the experience of a thousand peers, who was not killed by the thunder of the sky, although it was the underground dragon vein that saved him at that time, but it was still very weird. If Qianjue was at his peak at this moment and there was no injury at all, he would definitely not agree to Yue Ting's request, because he was afraid of any accidents.

But just now, Qian Jue had already been injured by himself, so there shouldn't be any more moths, right? After all, even a monk who had already entered the Soul Condensing Realm with one foot would definitely not be safe and sound under such an attack.

After a long time, Zhelin nodded and said, "Be careful." ”

A kind reminder, but it was a little humiliating in Yue Ting's ears.

It's just a Yuan Vein Realm cultivator, just a young man who has been injured by the power of thunder and lightning, and the elder actually reminded himself to be careful.

Kill!

All the grievances and depression in his heart could no longer be suppressed at this moment, and he exploded violently, roaring with the power of thunder and lightning blooming in his hand, rushing forward.

Looking at Zhelin nodded, Qianjue was a little sure in his heart, if he tried his best, Yue Ting was not irresistible, but the key is, does Zhelin, this old guy, count?

Enough to choke.

But now there is no way, but to deal with Yue Ting first.

In fact, he was not as injured as Zhelin thought. When he opened the Yuan Vein in the Sword Sect, he was struck by thunder from the sky, and at that time, the power of the thunder was many times stronger than the current power of the thunder, and he was fine. What is it now?

But in the face of an old guy like Zhelin, who has advanced cultivation, Qianjue has to pretend to be injured in order to confuse the other party and find a chance to survive.

With Zhelin here, Qian Jue did not dare to use the martial arts runes at will, and only secretly fused the martial arts cultivation with the immortal path cultivation, and his arms were shocked, and the silver-white immortal path runes were clear and clear, surrounding the four directions.

A powerful momentum erupted from Qianjue's body, scattering in all directions, carrying fists that slammed out like a rock.

"Buzz!"

Yue Ting's perception of the power of thunder and lightning has reached an unimaginable level, and he can kill thousands of people at his fingertips. And Qianjue is fierce fist, with ten thousand strengths, and has not touched Yue Ting's attack, he has already trampled on the void.

"Click!"

Qian Jue shattered Yue Ting's thunder-wrapped magic seal, but at the same time, his body was struck by lightning, his clothes were scorched, and bursts of black smoke appeared, and the power of thunder and lightning on his body quickly swam away and dissipated.

The two fought quickly, both wanting to take down each other in the shortest possible time, and in a few breaths, dozens of moves had passed.

There were constant eruptions and annihilations, and the surrounding mountains and forests had been beaten into bare, and the slightly smaller trees had been broken into pieces, and the sand and dust were flying.

"The light is eternal, and the punishment of heaven is great!"

Suddenly, Yue Ting shouted, and a darkness appeared behind him.

There, iron clouds rolled and spread from the sky, paving the void. Among them, there are countless thunderbolts rolling, as if there is a heavenly punishment to destroy this world.

"Lei Zong's Immortal Dao Technique?"

Qianjue raised his eyebrows.

This scene should not be Yue Ting's external appearance, but just a spell. Otherwise, it would never be so illusory and bleak.

Of course, for ordinary people, this kind of technique was enough to kill a Kaiyuan Realm cultivator.

Qian Jue sneered, stretched out his right arm, and pulled the power in his body.

"Demon Dance Seven Waves!"

He played this ancient martial arts technique again.

This time, Qian never had any reservations, and completely followed the method of martial arts, giving full play to his own cultivation.

An illusory golden knife emerged from his hand, with a brilliant light on it, majestic and magnificent, with an invisible majesty, mighty and indomitable!

"Boom!"

The void shook, and the surrounding flowers and plants were shocked and turned into flying ashes.

Zhelin's eyes narrowed. This kid is really weird! This is the first time he's seen this kind of technique.

Yue Ting is fearless, controlling the thunder spell to instantly drown a thousand immortals.

Suddenly, countless thunderbolts appeared, crashing down from the high sky, engulfing a thousand extinctions, and then the rumbling sound that shook the heavens and the earth was endless.

Yue Ting seemed to have seen the scene of Qian Jue being killed by Thunder, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. But the smile quickly froze.

A golden knife emerged from the iron clouds in the sky, slowly slashed across the sky, and slashed down, capable of shattering the entire sky in a trance.

"Slash!"

Yue Ting was startled, and hurriedly blessed the power of the Immortal Dao, without any reservations, and in an instant, the power was monstrous, and the devastating Heavenly Punishment re-annexed the Thousand Absolute Immortals.

"Second cut!"

Qianjue's body was bombarded by the power of thunder, and the flesh and skin continued to explode, but it was not injured to the root. He gritted his teeth and directly slashed a second knife.

And then, the third knife!

Suddenly, the long knife became incomparably bright, like a galaxy exploding, breaking through the sky and pressing down in the air.

Qian Jue was in the midst of Yue Ting's spell, and it seemed very small, as if an arc of electricity could kill it. But at this moment, it gives people a sense of heaviness like a mountain.

He has a kind of potential.

This kind of potential is even more obvious after the third lotus enters the main body.

The infinite power of immortal and martial arts erupted from Qianjue's body, the golden light was shining, and it looked very sacred, but the breath was like a demon, cold and deep, and infinite killing power erupted in his eyes.

"Click!

In the spell, the dark clouds that swept through the universe cracked inch by inch in the blade slashing.

The strength in Qianjue's body was almost drained, and his body began to shake. Your own realm is not enough, and it takes too much power to perform this martial art!

But he still slashed the third knife down, which had already shattered the edge of Yue Ting's spell, and the tip of the knife broke through and fell towards Yue Ting.

Yue Ting was pale.

How so?

I have already exerted all my cultivation, why still can't I wipe it out, and on the contrary, I am getting braver and braver?

But then, he was not only curious, but frightened. Because he had seen through the dark clouds the eyes full of coldness.

The blade had already shattered the spell, and the power of thunder turned into a green cloud and dissipated faintly. But a knife shattered the sky and broke through the sky.

The tip of the knife has reached his chest.

Cold, biting, murderous.

However, Yue Ting seemed to be locked by a thousand absolute forces, unable to move his body, and could only defend passively.

"Yue Ting!"

Seeing this, Zhelin was shocked and made a decisive move!

The big earthy yellow hand fell from the sky and slapped the knife fiercely.

At this time, Qianjue suddenly turned the knife horizontally, went up against the sky, and slashed away with Zhelin's hand.

It seems that his knife is for Zhelin!

The blade is domineering, and the golden light is dazzling like the sun, slashing through the sky, cutting out the supreme might!

With a "clang" sound, the palm of the hand hit the blade, as if hitting a mountain made of metal, the sound was loud and lofty, deafening.

Zhelin's heart was shocked, his right arm was almost scrapped! At this moment, his right hand trembled, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth. This kid's heart palpitations are really deep, and that knife is for himself at all!

Qianjue spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", his face was like gold paper, and his body was shaky.

The seven waves of monsters that were cast just now have been drained of their strength, and now they have been blocked by Zhelin again, and they have reached the end of the situation.

"You're getting older, it doesn't matter if you want your face anymore, right?" Qianjue looked at Zhelin. The implication is that he clearly said that he would have a fair fight with Yue Ting, but he actually intervened.

Zhelin snorted coldly.

Qian Jue held back the pain in his body, and reluctantly smiled at Yue Ting, "The heir of the dignified Immortal Dao Sect, won't his words count, right?"

Yue Ting didn't respond as if he was stupid, just stared blankly at the golden knife that gradually disappeared into the void.

Even if he played all his cultivation, he still lost.

He had just stepped into the Soul Condensing Realm, and he thought that he had far surpassed the monks of the same age, and since then, he has been on the rise, but he didn't expect to be defeated by an Kaiyuan Realm monk today!

What could be harder than this blow?

Seeing that Yue Ting didn't speak, Qian Jue turned around and left.

Who knew that Zhelin flashed and stopped him: "He let you go, will I let you go?"

He has already witnessed the strength of a thousand unique talents, and if he is let go like this, it will definitely be a disaster in the future!