Chapter 138: Killing Secret Method
"Boom" purple fists slammed through, like a divine drum beating, and blazing thunder and lightning crackled, tearing through the void. Jingchen seized the opportunity very well, it was when the old man in gray was most relaxed, and now he was in great danger to the other party.
"Boom!" The gray-clothed old man tried his best to resist, and the dark mist surged out all over his body, turning into a substantial gray dragon coiled around his body, and smashed with Jingchen's fist. A powerful energy fluctuation came out of the vibration, which made people's hearts frightened.
"Let's go!" Jing Chen flashed, appeared beside Jing Yan in an instant, grabbed him, jumped into the distance, and temporarily got rid of the danger of the old man in gray. He knew that with the strength of the two of them, he was definitely no match for the old man in front of him, unless he worked completely hard, cast the Chaos Thunder Method, and the Ice Sword Technique, and used all his hole cards, he might be able to fight with the other party. But now that Zhu Qiang is present, he will never be able to do this. Otherwise, he knows very well what kind of turmoil it will cause.
"Hmph, damn it, it's best if you don't die, as long as we can hold you in the palm of our hands, I'm afraid we will be able to completely control the people of the Jing clan, haha-" The gloomy laughter filled this ancient forest, making people feel frightened! At the moment, this old guy was a little too terrifying, which made Jing Chen and Jing Yan's faces change greatly. The situation is becoming more and more dangerous.
"Old Bangzi, it seems that your Ghost Yan Sect really looks up to me, but you are destined to be disappointed, don't think that if you catch me, you will be able to be dangerous, how can a Yuanhuang-level powerhouse be so dangerous, it seems that you really don't know anything about me. A sneer hung on the corner of Jing Chen's mouth, and he stood side by side with Jing Yan and sneered. His relationship with the Jing family has long been unrelated, and now the people of the Ghost Yan Sect actually want to use themselves to contain the Jing family, which is really in the water. How can a character like Jing be so at the mercy of others.
"Hehe, yes, how can you not know if you don't try?" The old man in gray had gloomy eyes and sneered. Although the counterattack of the prospect of Chen made him a little surprised, after all, he was a Yuan Soul-level powerhouse, and he could be so easily attacked and killed.
"The old guy is really difficult to deal with, Jingchen should hand him over to me, you go to join the drift, her current situation is even more critical than you and me, rest assured that although this old man is strong, but if I want to fight hard, I can also hold him back for a while." Jing Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly.
"It's okay, Senior Sister Piao's strength is far stronger than we imagined, let's drag this old man first. Jingchen's face changed slightly, and finally said in a deep voice.
"It's just that the two of you are really beyond your strength, hmph, the old man can kill the two of you within a few moves, but don't worry, the old man will leave your life behind and torture you slowly, no one can save you right now. The gray old man's dry hands and claws were full of yin qi, flowing out wisps of tragic ferocity, making people hairy, his thin body was completely wrapped in black mist, and he walked slowly towards Jingchen and the others, extremely terrifying.
"Really?" Suddenly, a cold cheer came from the side, and at the same time, the void hunted sound, and the cyan wind blade surged out, dense and terrifying, and the sharp wind was like a knife, bursting out with a burst of wind and thunder, and it came violently, completely submerging the gray-clothed old man.
"Ahh
"Boom!" Patches of cyan wind blades whistled past, and the sound of wind and thunder resounded loudly, making people feel frightened! The gray-clothed old man was covered in gray mist, and he roared angrily, and the endless gray air flow condensed in his palm, and suddenly formed a gray long stick!
"Xiaoyun, you Feiyun Sect actually dare to come in, now you just wait for destruction. We, the Ghost Flame Sect, will never let you go. The gray long stick in the hand of the gray-clothed old man roared and roared, and the gray-clothed mist coiled between the sticks, revealing bursts of terrifying fluctuations that made people's hearts palpitate. Appalling.
"Bang bang!" The cyan wind blade was constantly shattered, the old man in gray was unstoppable, he was attacked and killed again just now, and almost injured him, if he hadn't used all his strength, he tried his best to resist, I'm afraid that the danger is really unpredictable now. But even so, the blood flowing from his thin arms still testified to the fact that he had also suffered a certain amount of trauma.
"Hmph, this sentence has not been passed before. The middle-aged man's black hair was flying, and his body was surrounded by cyan blades of light, and he was like a rock, standing there quietly, and said indifferently. Then he suddenly turned around and said to Jing Chen and Jing Yan: "Two Jing Shao, don't worry, the Feiyun Sect has always been friendly with the Jing clan, and we will definitely solve this matter."
"Then it's more Xiaoyun Hall Master. Jing Chen and Jing Yan were both stunned, but the howling cloud that suddenly appeared brought them a certain surprise. But it's relieved to think about it, they secretly heard that the Feiyun Sect was trying to defect to the Jing clan, and now that he and Jing Chen are in trouble, the two of them naturally want to help.
"Howling, I knew you were going to be tempted to make a move in the end. The Jing clan's coming out is really not simple. The old man in gray had a smile on his face and snorted coldly.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man's body was full of light, and the cyan wind blades cut through the void, whirring and hunting, and there was a violent turmoil in the space he was in, as if it was about to burst, making people feel cold. Is this his true strength, it is definitely a cultivation above the Yuan Soul level powerhouse!Jing Chen and Jing Yan glanced at each other in tacit understanding and stepped back. Now that there is such a strong man in front of them, then they can come in without medling, while the other party still has to wait for them to come to the rescue.
"Boom!" The middle-aged man Xiaoyun took the lead, a large cyan wind blade burst out, bursting out of a brilliant cyan light, the void shook violently, the sound of wind and thunder, endlessly, between his hands, wisps of cyan yuan power condensed between his palms, intertwined and gathered into a palm-sized cyan wind net, terrifying.
"Xiaoyun, don't think that you can compete with me if you are promoted to the Yuan Soul realm, hum, today's old man will let you understand the true horror of the Ghost Yan Sect. "I have to be very terrible for the old man in gray, the gray wooden stick smashed into the void, and the gray mist was surging, like a gray lead cloud, thick and terrifying, revealing a depressing aura, which made Jingchen behind him feel frightened.
"Boom!" A fierce battle unfolded between the two powerhouses, and the violent energy surged out, turning into a vast Qinghai, and the direction in which they were located was very hazy, making it impossible to see the reality inside. The terrifying aura rippled out, and it was very terrifying. At the same time, the other disciples of the Feiyun Sect also officially fought to the death with the disciples of the Ghost Yan Sect, and the tragic battle was as completely violent as a fuse. And the only Mo clan in the field did not move, the indifferent young man Mo Yun stood in front of him with the Mo Lin sword in his hand, his black hair was scattered, and the cold light flashed between his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, but the three old men in white standing behind him were always silent, like three rocks, without making a sound.
"Boom!" At this moment, not far away, a burst of cold ice suddenly erupted, and with a loud bang, the cold ice scattered down one after another, and the snowflakes were crystal clear, stained with blood, revealing an endless cold air.
The dual elemental attributes of ice and wind are really extraordinary, the female baby is worthy of being an elite disciple in the Yuan Shen Temple, and her strength is really not weak, but she is far from growing up. Sen's cold voice echoed in the ancient forest, full of endless killing intentions, making people feel cold. Suddenly, a dry palm slowly poked out of the void, and the gray netherworld qi swirled around his body, incomparably penetrating, and the rich dead qi surged out, with a loud bang, the ice chips splashed everywhere, and the ice enchantment completely shattered, and powerful energy fluctuations vibrated out, filled with an incomparably terrifying aura, as if the gates of hell were opened.
"Poof-" Ice chips flew, a white-clothed beauty dripping blood from the corner of her mouth, and there were a few blood stains on the white clothes, she was shocked by the strong energy fluctuations and flew out, breaking several ancient trees in a row before gradually stopping, kicking up a large cloud of smoke and dust.
"Boom! Now I see what you can resist. A cold smile appeared on the face of the thin old man, and the mist was shrouded, and he slowly walked out of the void and said.
"Hum!" The gray palm poked out again, quickly enlarged, like a gray grinding disc, suppressed down, stirring up a diffuse mist, the sound was terrifying, and it grabbed straight in the direction of the fluttering. Obviously, the gray-clothed old man wanted to capture the fluttering alive, after all, they were the elite disciples in the Yuan Shen Temple, and their identities were extraordinary, and it was far more practical to control them firmly than to kill them. First, you can take this opportunity to slowly contain the forces behind the other party, and secondly, you can also learn more about the supreme secret techniques of the Yuan Shen Temple through them.
"Senior Sister Piaoxu!" a loud shout came, and the golden spear cut through the void, turning into an immortal wisp of golden fairy light, and the blazing golden light was flickering, revealing an incomparably sharp killing aura, and galloped forward.
"Hmph, it's better to come, the children of the Yuan God Temple, the Jing clan, the old man will completely suppress you, and use the soul search technique to get out all the supreme secret methods on your body. When the time comes, the old man will really thank you for your help. The gray-clothed old man had already noticed the movement over there before, and knew that Jing Chen and Jing Yan had moved sideways towards the battlefield on his side. The previous middle-aged man's addition did not exceed his budget, so in the face of Jing Yan's terrifying blow, he did not show much surprise.
"Boom!" The gray-clothed old man waved his hand, and the mist began to spread, and a cold cold wind surged out like the raging waves of the sea, and a terrifying gray ruler came across the air with a stroke of his hands, and with a loud bang, it hit the immortal golden fairy light. The sonorous sound was deafening, making the void tremble!
"Yes, old man, I see how you suppress us. Suddenly, the void shook, and a dark black shadow rushed out without a sound, like a ghost, surrounded by endless dead air, with a soft roar, the cold sword qi erupted, like an outer meteor piercing the universe, fleeting, almost to an incredible situation!
"Poofโโ "Shadowless Sword Killing Technique!" The blood-dripping long sword clanged, and the cold evil aura was almost substantial, Jing Chen's fingers were dripping blood, his eyes flashed with cold light, staring at the thin figure not far ahead, his expression was cold. Although Fang Cai's blow successfully injured the gray-clothed old man, it was only a superficial injury, and there was no muscle and bone at all, and there was no big problem for a powerhouse of his level.
"You are really a little beyond my expectations, this terrible killing secret method is really terrifying, if it weren't for the gap in the realm, I'm afraid even it would be difficult for me to avoid that killing sword!" The gray-clothed old man's eyes were extremely gloomy, although his words were full of appreciation, but the cold killing intent was getting stronger and stronger. But it was precisely because of this that he almost made a secret loss. Although he was fearless at the moment, he still didn't dare to be careless, and at the same time, he was even more eager for the secret technique that Wu Chen had.
"This kind of secret technique seems to have already gone beyond the scope of the Dou Rank secret technique, could it be-" Mo Yun, an indifferent young man not far away, muttered to himself with a ray of horror in his eyes, and at the same time, the Mo Lin sword in his hand began to tremble, revealing an incomparably fiery sword light. "Hehe, don't wait for you to fight, Mo Lin. Feeling the incomparable sword intent conveyed by the long sword in his hand, the smile on the corner of Mo Lin's mouth became even stronger.
"Boom!" The golden light was blazing and incomparable, as if there was a sword in unison, shattering the void, Jingchen held a golden long sword, swept through the eight wildernesses, and the incomparable sword qi was agitated, everywhere he went, the mountains and rocks were shattered, and the ancient trees were flying ash, which was terrifying.
"Hmph-the Jing family's secret method, I want to see what's great. In the face of Jing Yan's sharp attack, the gray-clothed old man's face was still unfazed, his gloomy eyes glanced at Jing Chen not far away, and then his figure gradually blurred. An endless mist surged out, drowning his figure.
"Bang!" The thick yin fog was surging, like a river of Styx rolling, the tragic evil aura was extremely pungent, and in the endless death mist, a huge gray ruler burst in, bursting out with a murderous aura, and the power was amazing.
"Jing Yanxin!" At the same time, a burst of exclamations came from not far away.