Chapter Twenty-Five: The Furious Warriors

The little Taoist priest looked at Jiang Feiye, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"What kind of garlic is pretending, do you want to elevate yourself in this way and make others think you are very powerful?"

This guy doesn't seem to be strong, and he can't even sense the fluctuation of his spiritual power.

Obviously, his cultivation is not strong, and he also went to the treasure land to fish in troubled waters.

But even a person like him dares to make a big fuss?

It's too much to say it's arrogant.

Jiang Feiye shook his head, and he said seriously: "I am already very strong, so I don't need to be elevated." Besides, I don't bother to shoot a person of this level at all. ”

"Raise your finger and you can kill it. ”

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest rolled his eyes at him.

"You just blow the cannon hard, you!"

This guy is not strong, so he can only play tricks and have a good time.

If you really make a move, it is estimated that you will be directly hit by Chi Wushuang.

Because he had seen Chi Wushuang burst out with true strength.

It's so powerful that it's a foul.

Where did he get the confidence to say such a thing?

As a result, he heard Jiang Feiye continue: "As for that sword, because I am here, it does not dare to be easily pulled away by others. ”

Burst!

The little Taoist priest almost didn't directly squirt out a mouthful of essence blood.

He stared at Jiang Feiye with wide eyes, this is simply blind conceit!

There was greed in his eyes.

He stuck his spear in the ground, grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and pulled it up with all his might.

Try to pull this sword up.

"Sword, you've been silent in this withered place for countless years, and it's time to unsheath!"

Everyone also gathered their blazing eyes there, as if witnessing the revival and awakening of this prehistoric treasure.

Witness the arrival of a supreme Taoist soldier into the world.

However, after a long time, Chiwushuang still did not pull out the sword.

It was as if the sword had been integrated into the furnace of the mountains, and it could not be shaken at all.

Even a quasi-core figure as powerful as him couldn't pull out the sword.

Chi Wushuang felt a little embarrassed, his face was red, his ears were red, and he frantically urged the spiritual power in his body, and the sea of blood and qi in his body was surging violently.

He desperately wanted to pull this Dao soldier out.

But the result is still the same.

The sword was still stuck on the top of the mountain.

Chi Wushuang was sweating profusely, and finally his physical strength was exhausted, and he sat down on the ground tired, panting.

Many monks were snickering when they saw this.

Chi Wushuang was extremely rampant, and in the past, he did not do much to bully others, and many monks were extremely resentful of him.

It's just that the strength is not strong, so I can only swallow and exhale.

Now that they can see Chi Wushuang so embarrassed and deflated in front of them, they are in a good mood.

It's as if you've taken revenge, and it's refreshing.

The little Taoist's eyes widened, he turned his head and stared at Jiang Feiye with an extremely shocked expression.

"Look, I'll just say, he can't pull it out. Jiang Feiye said calmly.

"So you don't have to worry about it at all. He added.

"No, I want to know how you guessed this result?" the little Taoist priest asked curiously.

Jiang Feiye said: "It's very simple. Although that sword has been eroded by the years, it is also a superb level treasure, and the weight of this level treasure is definitely not something that a five-heaven monk can shake. ”

"There is a huge chasm between the monks and the Taoists. ”

"Therefore, there are many powerful monks on the side, and it doesn't make sense that they want to control the Dao soldiers of the transcendent rank who have failed. He explained.

The little Taoist priest didn't understand what he heard.

After that, his eyes looked at the little Taoist priest with some suspicion.

"You haven't even learned the basics of these practices, have you?"

When the little Taoist priest heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he was a little embarrassed.

"How could it be, I just forgot. He forcibly explained.

Chi Wushuang was a little annoyed, he was a core disciple of the family, but now he couldn't even handle a treasure, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous to spread it?

In particular, he heard a lot of mocking voices around him.

This suddenly annoyed him even more.

"Shut up!"

Chi Wushuang was furious, he pulled out his battle spear, and an ordinary basic gun technique burst out, sweeping towards the crowd, and endless majestic spiritual power burst out.

Countless monks were shaken off and even seriously injured.

Some of the monks were dissatisfied.

They scolded in a low voice: "It's disgusting to blame others for your own waste." ”

Chi Wushuang cultivated to the late stage of the Fifth Heaven of the Mortal Body, and his six senses were extraordinary, even if they were whispering, they could hear it clearly.

Hearing these voices, he was furious.

His face was pale and extremely ugly, as if he had swallowed ten catties of arsenic raw.

"Are you looking for death?!"

He roared, and killed the monk who had just "spoken out" on the spot, and exploded his body.

Flesh and blood splattered, and the pungent smell of blood instantly filled the void.

When countless monks saw this scene, they were instantly dumbfounded, not daring to speak out.

Shen shot Chi Wushuang mad and killed them.

Jiang Feiye silently looked at the scene happening in front of him, and said calmly: "The strength is not strong, but the temper is hot." ”

As soon as these words came out, the little Taoist priest was immediately shocked.

"Damn, it's all this joint, you didn't see Chi Wushuang and you were very angry, you still dare to say such a thing?!"

"If he hears it, it's going to be cold!"

"You want to die, I still want to live! Don't get into trouble, I still have to catch a goddess to open up the branches of the family." ”

Jiang Feiye glanced at him, and said seriously: "You are too worried, a person of this level, I will not regard him as an enemy at all." ”

Because of a monk of this level .... Too weak ....

The little Taoist priest kept tugging at Jiang Feiye's clothes, because he had already felt a blazing gaze converging in the direction he was.

Like a hunting beast, it made him tremble and his scalp tingle.

He turned his head in panic, and sure enough, it was.

Chi Wushuang's forehead was bruised, and his face was extremely hideous.

He had already become extremely irritable because of this precious thing, and now there were even inferior monks who dared to speak out in front of him?

Is it a provocation to a person of high status like him?

Looking at Chi Wushuang's fierce expression, the little Taoist priest looked panicked.

Especially when Chi Wushuang stared at them with his eyes burning with rage, his heart sank suddenly.

At the same time, he felt a pair of invisible hands of death grabbing his neck, as if suffocating him.

"Nima's, you have to brag and it depends on the occasion, do you think now is the time to pull the cannon?" said the little Taoist priest frantically.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Bare eyes glared angrily.

This kid despised him so much, that a monk of inferior status could speak wildly in front of him?

It is also said that you can turn over the clouds and rain when you raise your hand, which is extremely arrogant!

The anger in his heart was instantly detonated.

The little Taoist priest panicked, he pointed at Jiang Feiye, and said dumbfounded: "It's not Daoye, it's this guy who said it, if you want to find him, don't come to Daoye!"

After he put all the matter on Jiang Feiye, he planned to take the opportunity to slip away.

lest you get into trouble and suffer calamity for no reason.

Chi Wushuang was furious, and his majestic spiritual power erupted like a blazing flame, shocking the Eight Desolations.

Countless monks were shocked back by this strong coercion, and blood flew everywhere.

They stared at Jiang Feiye with some annoyance, their eyes full of resentment.

It's obviously this guy who caused the trouble, so why should they share the anger?

Heaven is so unfair!

"It's all to blame on that damn fellow, if he hadn't spoken out so badly, how could we have suffered the monstrous wrath of the Peerless for no reason?"

"If I get caught, I'll make him worse than dead!"

The monks scolded bitterly.

Chi Wushuang picked up the war spear, sacrificed the treasure technique, the supreme spear technique, and swept directly towards the crowd.

In an instant, countless cultivators under the cultivation level were instantly pierced through their bodies by the spear.

Their bodies exploded, their flesh blurred, and it was difficult to look at them directly.

The sight is striking.

In the crowd, countless flesh and blood bodies exploded, like a scene of flowers and blood.

Everyone was extremely resentful of Jiang Feiye.

Especially when they saw Jiang Feiye showing that harmless expression, they were almost about to explode!