Chapter 42: The Sense of Death
Zhao Xianji knew in his heart that it had taken him more than fifty years to reach the middle stage of cultivation from the early stage of Jindan, which was still his cultivation talent, and if he were to change to someone else, I am afraid it would take a lot longer.
"Turn the sky upside down!"
Shi Quan slapped his palms, and the fiery red aura quickly burst out, turning into a huge red palm print in his palm, and headed towards Zhao Xianji like lightning.
Everywhere the red palm prints passed, the space was trembling, with terrifying power, which people did not dare to underestimate.
Zhao Xianji's eyes flashed, feeling the horror of the red palm print, he pinched his hands, and quickly formed two black fog masses on his palms.
"Dragon Clutches!"
Zhao Xianji let out a low snort, and the two black mist clouds in his palms flew out like meteors, turning into two dragons of dozens of feet, entangled with each other, looking up to the sky and roaring, like a thunderbolt in a sunny day, earth-shattering.
The dragon bared its teeth and claws and rushed towards the stone spring's earth-shaking seal.
"Jin Dan also dares to compete with the old man in the middle stage, and today he will teach you to destroy your body and spirit." Shi Quan glanced at him contemptuously, a person who had cultivated in the middle of the Jindan period naturally couldn't enter his eyes.
"Boom!"
The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the huge collision sound rushed up with thousands of feet of black fog and red fog, and where it passed, the space shook layer by layer, setting off layers of ripples.
The air waves are rolling, and the wind is rolling in the clouds. Passing through the palm prints, the two black dragons let out a terrible scream, twisting wildly in the air, and finally were directly washed away by the palm prints, and they were scattered.
"Poof!" Zhao Xianji spurted out a bloody arrow from his mouth, and his body was like a butterfly flying in the sky, swinging his limbs and slamming heavily on the ground.
A large crater was smashed into the ground, and the sand and dust were filled, and the rubble flew out.
Chu Yuan was almost stunned the moment he saw Zhao Xianji defeated by him, and he couldn't even move his footsteps.
"Even a mid-Jin Dan dare to spread wild in the Zhao family, remember, the Zhao family is the eyeliner of our Shi family in the Jinyan Dynasty, whoever dares to touch it for half a point, my Shi family will swear to death with him." Shiquan Sen said coldly.
Zhao Xianji got up from the pit, his face was as pale as paper, covered in blood, and his silver-white hair was also unkempt.
"You can go." Shi Quan sneered, and his body appeared in front of Zhao Xianji in an instant like a bomb dropped in the sky.
With a knee top, it hit Zhao Xianji's dantian.
"Click!"
Zhao Xianji's bones were broken by him, flew out directly, and smashed to the ground not far from Chu Yuan.
Thousands of cobwebs stretched beneath him.
Chu Yuan's eyes widened in horror, even Zhao Xianji couldn't beat him in one round, and he was easily defeated by him, no matter how strong his body was, he couldn't beat Zhao Xianji.
Zhao Xianji was lying on the cold ground, his eyes were wide open, with a hint of unwillingness, he had not yet avenged his father and mother, in the midst of grief and resentment, his pupils slowly dilated, and he was about to lose his vitality.
Chu Yuan hurriedly walked over, looking at his bloodstained face, his heart was deeply stabbed, although he didn't have too much intersection with Zhao Xianji, but this old man was full of righteousness, and he was also an enemy with Zhao Shuangzi, and the enemy of the enemy was a friend, he naturally knew this sentence, and helped him up and said, "Senior Zhao, are you okay?" ”
Zhao Xianji heard someone calling him lightly, and tried to open his eyes. The bloodstained right hand was touched in his arms for a while, and he spread his hand tremblingly, only to see a half-black and half-white crystal bead appear in his hand.
"It's... This is" Chu Yuan sensed the terrifying energy contained in the black and white beads, and couldn't help but ask.
"Yin and Yang Beads, Hope Small... Xiaoyou can avenge the old man... Many... Thank you very much! Zhao Xian's head was tilted, his eyes widened, and he died of anger.
"Senior Zhao, Senior Zhao." Chu Yuan said loudly, seeing that he didn't have the slightest breath, knowing that he was no longer powerless, and life might be so fragile, he closed his eyes with his hand and said solemnly: "Senior, if I, Chu Yuan, don't die today, I will definitely avenge you." ”
"Yin Yang Bead, Yin Yang Bead, Lord Shiquan, do you see it, the Yin Yang Bead is really on him." When Zhao Shuangzi saw the yin and yang beads, he almost jumped up with excitement.
At that time, he and his father took refuge in the Shi family, wanting to dedicate the family heirloom and some town treasures to the Shi family in order to gain the favor of the Shi family.
Because the Yin and Yang Bead was obtained by an ancestor of the Zhao family, it can spy on and discover all kinds of treasures, seize the creation, and peep at Yin and Yang. Many uses, many uses that even he did not know. He knew that this thing had an extraordinary origin, so he warned future generations not to give it to outsiders, and later this ancestor returned to immortals.
Zhao Shuangzi's father and son planned to dedicate themselves to the Shi family in order to please the Shi family, but Zhao Xianji's father Zhao Xiaosheng knew about it, and he escaped from the clan by stealing the Yin-Yang Pearl, and was framed by Zhao Shuangzi and his father for colluding with outsiders to steal the Yin-Yang Bead and escape.
In the end, Zhao Xianji's parents were killed, Zhao Xianji was only thirteen years old at the time, if Qingyangzi hadn't passed by to save him, I am afraid he would have turned into a handful of loess.
"Sure enough, it's in his hands." After Shi Quan saw the Yin Yang Bead, some greed flashed in his eyes, and he smacked his tongue and said: "Boy, hand it over by yourself, otherwise, I will teach you to survive and not to die." ”
Chu Shi pulled Chu Yuan's clothes behind him and said in a low voice: "Chu Yuan, what should I do, or give it to him." ”
"Shut up!" Chu Yuan shouted angrily: "How can the things that people protect with blood be casually transferred to an enemy, and if the husband dies, he will die, how can he steal his life, so that the deceased can't smile at Jiuquan, it's not the style of a cultivator." ”
Chu Shi hurriedly closed his mouth and didn't dare to speak, and the children of the Chu family behind him also looked at Shi Quan in horror.
"Haha, good boy, I really have some backbone, I see that your cultivation talent is not low, if you donate the yin and yang beads yourself, the old man will accept you as a disciple." Shi Quan looked at Chu Yuan with interest and laughed.
"No, Lord Ishizumi." Zhao Shuangzi was afraid that Chu Yuan would agree, so he hurriedly stopped.
Chu Yuan looked at his servile appearance and sneered: "Dreaming, although my cultivation Chu Yuan is not as good as Your Excellency, I also know etiquette, righteousness and shame. ”
"Are you really not afraid of death?" Shi Quan suppressed a smile and stared at him.
"Hmph, people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather." Chu Yuan's blood surged in his heart, and he said awe-inspiringly.
"Okay, the old man will fulfill you, kill you later, and then take it away." Shi Quan's momentum burst out in an instant. The coercion rushed towards Chu Yuan and the children of the Chu family behind him like water.
Chu Yuan only felt that he couldn't use half of his aura.
The faces of the children of the Chu family changed, and they spurted blood from their mouths again.
"Turn the sky upside down!"
Shi Quan didn't spare the slightest hand, and with a clapping of his hands, a gust of wind blew in the sky.
A fiery red palm print is like the rising sun in the morning, dazzling and difficult to open.
The huge palm print passed through the sky like a meteor, and the void was almost compressed at this moment, flying towards Chu Yuan.
Chu Yuan struggled hard, his legs didn't move like lead, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and a sense of death enveloped him.