Chapter 140: Toast without eating and punishing wine
"Hongwu, if you don't do it, you dare to come to find death!" Facing the bloody sword shadow that was more ferocious than the other, Ji Yan's flying figure almost completely deviated from the course. The wind howling www.biquge.info the heavenly wind brought up by the supernatural powers, blowing his long hair, and he couldn't even open his eyelids.
"Xuantian, Daotian, Qiantian, the Three Emperors and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, Broken and Broken!" Ji Yan had a cloak and had to stop his body and take on the great magic power of the immortal demon rebellion six times killing. I saw that his face was hideous, his ten fingers changed rapidly, and between the roars of anger, three clear qi flew out behind him.
The Twelve Laws of Xuanmen! As soon as Ji Yan pointed out, the clear qi behind him immediately evolved into three divine phantoms. Although the faces and figures of these shadows are blurred, the aura they exude is authentic, supreme and holy, and mysterious. At this moment, the three phantoms opened their eyes at the same time, just like Xuan Immortals and Heavenly Immortals who cast their eyes above the Nine Heavens. The palm of his hand stretched out, and the magnificent aura was vigorous, and he casually pressed on the bloody sword shadow that Hongwu had turned into.
Bang bang bang!
The pale golden light shone all over the sky, and the sea of blood rolled, but it was blocked in front of Ji Yan by a supreme and yang mana. The triple sword shadow slashed above a curtain of light, and in an instant, it turned into a blood mist and drifted around.
The two huge forces collided violently, and the power of the sword and the divine phantom evolved by the twelve methods of the Xuanmen dissipated almost at the same time. The five-fold sword shadow, two times broke through the white silk magic weapon, and the three times were blocked by the magic power of the twelve laws of the Xuanmen. Hong Wu's figure emerged from a red glow, staring coldly at Ji Yan who was emanating from his cloak.
At this time, this Xuantian Dao disciple, a great master of the first order of the True Human Realm, finally lost all his arrogance. Ji Yan's expression was solemn, his hands were clasped together, and his palms were pregnant with a dazzling thunder light.
The Three Emperors and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, the thunder light in the palm of the hand is the real killing move. The supernatural power of the Xuantian Dao lineage is actually proficient in the art of thunder and lightning, and it is worthy of being the first gate in the world. The mastery of the magic spells is breathtaking.
At this time, Hong Wu also maintained the state of six kills of immortals and demons. The last sword demon still had no outbreak in the body. Glancing back at the slowly falling ink mountain and river fan, Hong Wu stood less than three feet in front of Ji Yan, the blood light around him appeared from time to time, and chuckled: "Brother Ji, how should I tell you...... Since my debut, Hongwu, has been crisscrossing Kyushu, and killing people has been soft. Just now, the two of them were scattered and killed themselves, like chickens and dogs, so let's not talk about it for the time being. If Brother Ji doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, it's better to retreat earlier, I really don't want to kill the Xuantian Dao disciples. Hong Wu squinted his eyes slightly, hehe smiled, although his tone was flat, he did not hide his naked killing intent-
If you let you go, if you don't go, then there is only death, Hongwu's meaning is simple and clear to the extreme. When he said these words, he persuaded Ji Yan with a lofty posture and the idea of overlooking the common people. If I don't leave, I'm going to have to kill. Whether you live or die depends on your thoughts.
These words, how domineering, and how powerful! After bombarding and killing the real people of the Cracked Tower and the scholars in Tsing Yi, Hongwu's momentum has been brewed to the peak, and he is ruthless, once he makes a move, he will be divided into life and death!
Ji Yan was intimidated by Hong Wu's cold and fierce aura, his body shook slightly, and there was actually a trace of retreat in his thoughts. The aura that Hong Wu showed at this time was comparable to those murderous demons in the Demon Gate. Sucking people's blood and destroying corpses in the blink of an eye is indeed terrifyingly cruel. He came from the Xuantian Dao, and he has always been free from disasters and disasters, how could he have ever seen such a scene? Since Hongwu inherited the Dao of Killing, he has killed countless people, and it is indeed incomparable to Ji Yan.
As Hongwu himself said, I have killed people softly! In his eyes, although Ji Yan is a master of the real realm, he is not as decisive as Murong Qingkong's decisive woman. The sword immortal is in the same vein, and the supernatural power technique is heavy on killing, but it is different from other sects.
After two breaths of silence, the ink mountain and river fan had completely disappeared from sight. Ji Yan spat out a turbid breath, and suddenly said with a shocked expression: "Brother Hong is suddenly so polite, I'm afraid there is something in it, right?" I didn't kill you just now, but I gave you a lot of face. As long as Brother Hong lets me take that fan-shaped magic weapon, how about the grievances between you and me be written off? ”
"Hey, hey, a write-off? Brother Ji doesn't doubt me now? That mirage immortal is the first spatial artifact in the world, not afraid of being obtained by my little loose cultivator, and escaping? Hearing this, Hong Wu carefully looked at Ji Yan's expression, and there was a hint of banter in his eyes.
The two of them were fighting to the death not long ago, but now they are called brothers, and they can be described as half a pound and eight taels, and each has bad intentions. The reason why Hong Wu did not do it for a long time was that he was afraid that he would have a feud with Xuantian Dao, which would not be conducive to his search for his adoptive father Hong Chou in Lanzhou. The second is to cast the six kills of immortals and demons against chaos twice in a row, and now suck the last sword shadow into the body, if you don't use the power of the sword, you can use the mana to slowly refine, but you won't be swallowed by the supernatural power again. But once the power erupted, the sword shatter immediately devoured the flesh, and Hong Wu himself would also suffer a lot of damage. What's more, Tao Luoming of Xuantian Dao had some personal relations with him, and it was not a knowing choice to slaughter Xuantian Dao disciples before leaving Lanzhou.
As for Ji Yan, the idea is even simpler. After seeing Hongwu killing two people in a row and his incomparably ferocious supernatural powers, he had to have a trace of jealousy towards the man in black in front of him. Before he got the holy treasure of the ink mountain and river fan, he didn't want to have another incident.
"Hmph...... As long as I get the ink mountain and river fan, with my mana, I can suppress you in an instant. When the time comes, I will hand you over to Gongsun Yuyang to deal with, I believe he will be very happy, hahahaha......" Ji Yan stared at Hong Wu's eyes, sneering in his heart. However, on the surface, he pretended to have an expression of indifference, and said with a light smile: "If Brother Hong really obtained the number one artifact in the world, I'm afraid he would have escaped a long time ago, right?" Instead of facing off here, you and I should first think about how we want to clean up the battlefield. Those three scattered cultivators have left two magic weapons, and if they wait for others to rush here, I'm afraid there will be more trouble. The Jinque Pagoda comes from Mengzhou Buddhism, and it has the power to suppress evil spirits, so how about handing it over to Brother Hong? ”
"Hey, hey, don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, this sentence seems to be applicable in our immortal cultivation world. Brother Ji, you care so much about that folding fan, it seems that you have a big secret. I don't have any hobbies, and I usually like to dance and ink, so the folding fan is still good for me. When Hong Wu heard this, he sneered twice, and the red light on his body was already very rich. The real person of the Cracked Tower and the scholar in Tsing Yi were killed by Hongwu, and the magic weapon left behind was naturally in his bag. The person in front of him was still chasing and killing himself a moment ago, and now he is still thinking about carving up the magic weapon, which is really shameless. If the other party was not a person from Xuantian Dao, he would have been killed with a sword.
"Brother Hong, my sect disciple is coming soon, don't toast and don't eat and drink!" Ji Yan raised his arm and aimed the Three Emperors and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder at Hongwu's chest.
It's a pity that at this time, Hong Wu was already a little impatient, and laughed and said: "It's you who toasts and doesn't eat and drink, Ji Yan, I'll count three times, if you don't leave, I will kill you!" ”
"Hahaha...... Don't be ashamed, the Three Emperors and the Nine Heavens are thundering, subduing demons and subduing demons! Ji Yan was suddenly furious, his palms were pushed out, and the thunder light that had been brewing for a long time burst out. A devastating force evolved into thousands of dazzling arcs of thunder and lightning, and the void where Hong Wu was located seemed to turn into a dark and deep starry sky, isolated from top to bottom, left and right. The arc of thunder and lightning in the sky fell from the sky, like a thunderstorm descended by a god, and the breath was terrifying.
Ji Yan and Hong Wu didn't speculate, he was worried about the loss of the ink mountain and river fan, and he finally couldn't bear it and took the lead!
"Hey, hey, it's good, it's because you want to do it first that I have a reason to kill people!" Seeing this, Hong Wu's expression was relieved, and he immediately smiled repeatedly. At the same time, his figure instantly turned into a ray of blood, and his hands were stretched out, tearing through the infinite thunder light, and rushing out. The Void Illusion created when the Three Emperors and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder erupted was not effective against him at all. In the state of the six killings of immortals and demons, the power of Hongwu is invincible, and all spells can be broken by killing the Dao vertically and horizontally. The illusion of the void is all destroyed, lawless!
Boom Boom!
Hong Wu struck out countless punches in a row, and the majestic power erupted from his body, passing through countless thunder and lightning arcs in front of him in an instant. How terrifying is the last move of the Immortal Demon Rebellion Six Killings? Hong Wu devoured the sword with his body, and the evil qi of the six ancient swords of hegemony, absolute, vertical, horizontal, killing, and killing instantly condensed into one point, and combined with Hongwu's incomparably strong body, it was bombarded with highly concentrated mana, and almost no one in the same realm could resist it. And in this state, Hongwu's speed is incredibly fast. As soon as Ji Yan hit the Three Emperors and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, he was torn apart by Hongwu's blood, and suddenly descended on the top of his head!
Ji Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. This surprise is not trivial. Because he suddenly realized that he couldn't do anything at this time. Not only was the mana suppressed and unable to operate in the dantian, but even his arms and feet couldn't be stretched.
"No...... It can't be, I can't die! Ji Yan's eyes were frightened, and he watched as Hong Wu went on a rampage, tearing his protective qi from the sky. The black-clothed young man sneered cruelly, and hundreds of fists smashed down on his body.
At this moment, Ji Yan's consciousness began to blur, and he couldn't hear any sound anymore!
The breath of death was just around the corner, and there was no way back for him.
"Hmph, if you knew this was the case, why did you bother in the first place, if you want to blame yourself, blame yourself for being insatiable, die!" Hong Wu threw hundreds of punches in an instant, and before the punch strength in the air fell, he sacrificed the Killing Word Sword, preparing to suck Ji Yan's essence blood dry in one fell swoop, and strengthen himself with the blood of ten thousand spirits. However, at this most critical moment, an azure figure suddenly fell from the sky and blocked Hong Wu's body sideways. The sword fingers rotated, and the heavy and sharp sword qi blasted out like a whirlpool, blocking all the fist strength.
Hong Wu raised his eyebrows, and shouted in a deep voice: "Gongsun Yuyang, it's you again!" ”