Chapter 147: Mystical Practice
"Shall I have a good time with you?"
Yun Lei was furious, she had already erupted, infinite power, boundless, and a phantom burst out from her body.
That was the battle intent that she couldn't control herself, the power of cultivation, only killing.
Rumble!
The sound of popping came out again, Yan Qingliu stood in place and did not move at all, and the air wall of the foundation was built automatically.
It is both soft and gang, unable to break the wall, and has a strong counter-force.
Yun Lei's qi was blocked in an instant, as if it was about to reverse immediately, and in a second, it exploded again.
She couldn't bear the power of the explosion, and immediately retreated, retreated again and again, and finally retreated into He Jianghai's arms.
The next scene was captured, and everyone looked complicated.
"Stinky boy, you don't know how to write dead words, isn't it ......"
The guy who played with Yan Qingliu's woman, at this time, the buddy came up in anger and approached He Jianghai, wanting to pull Yun Lei out.
Shame on the face!
With a snapping sound, He Jianghai exhaled with a big slap, and his person flew upside down again, and after flying more than ten meters, he fell to the ground heavily.
He was beaten and his mouth was full of blood, and his expression was difficult and there was nothing else, and he didn't even have the air to enter.
At this moment, Yan Qingliu looked at He Jianghai, and there was only murderous aura in his eyes.
"What are you staring at? Boy, seeing that your cultivation is not easy, kowtow to me three times, maybe I will be in a good mood and spare your dog's life! ”
He Jianghai let go of Yun Lei, and after a while, he stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"I don't know what to do!"
Yan Qingliu trembled with anger, he raised his hand and gave it, and the breath on his body flowed.
Then he raised his hand, and a white light came out from between his fingers.
The realm of practicing qi, controlling the air flow, and killing the breath, can break through a few meters away.
In the realm of foundation building, its control over the cultivation aura is even more upstairs, only calculated by distance, at least ten meters away.
And the speed of its body is far faster than that of sonic bullets, and its combat power can be imagined.
The sound of cracking appeared again, and when Yan Qingliu raised his hand, the light in his hand was like electricity, which could easily envelop He Jianghai.
Between the flash oaths, there is also the power of defying the sky, bursting out from He Jianghai's body, forcibly devouring his combat power, and then falling into the air, it is coercion.
Yan Qingliu, who had a peerless demeanor before, was crushed to the ground, his face was down, his hands were wide open, and he pressed a big character on the ground.
By the time it passed, the blood had flowed out of the limbs and into the turf.
Just looking at the amount of blood, you know that Yan Qingliu is completely out of breath and has no possibility of recovery.
What the?
The audience was shocked.
In the late stage of foundation building, the middle stage of crushing.
In Yan Qingliu's hands, the reason why Yun Lei is so good is naturally because Yan Qingliu has a plan for Yun Lei, and he did not kill him.
But this has nothing to do with He Jianghai, Yan Qingliu's blow is killing intent, but he was counter-killed by He Jianghai.
Then He Jianghai is obviously the pinnacle of foundation building, and in the audience, there are several people who have seen the peak of foundation building.
More focus has been on Wuyingguan Taoist.
Damn it!
Wuyingguan Taoist priest was furious, that Mingxin clenched his fists, squeezed his whole body trembling, and looked at He Jianghai deadly.
"What do you see? Stinky Taoist, also want to try the taste of dog gnawing? ”
He Jianghai smiled and didn't care.
Brush!
The light flickered, and the choking sound came out, still like a trick, and with a dragon groan, Mingxin had already pulled out his sharp sword.
"Boy, you practice well, but you don't know what the exercises are, so you're just killing yourself?"
Mingxin gritted his teeth, but sneered again.
"What kind of bullshit is that?"
He Jianghai frowned.
"That is the same realm, which can suppress your worldly mysteries!"
True Martial Sword Technique!
The heart was furious, the fingers swiped, and suddenly, in the distance of ten roasts squares around it, suddenly the light dimmed.
The long sword actually drew the light and shadow of a six-pointed star.
Everyone sensed that there was a supreme killing machine, and there was even a combat power that did not belong to the world.
The six-pointed star was formed, and Mingxin swung his sword forward, and his sword drove the six-pointed star and shot at the same time.
As He Jianghai approached, wherever he passed, the light disappeared, and the turf was easily lifted.
Boom! Like thunder.
The explosion of the intermittent waves made the surrounding people retreat one after another, and even were swept down by the air waves.
The six mangli were all imprinted on He Jianghai's body, the blazing temperature rose, and the air was scorched.
A little sword tip penetrated into He Jianghai's body.
Thousands of angers, but they disappeared in an instant, Mingxin's body trembled, and his expression changed early.
The scorching breath was still there, but the sword intent couldn't rush forward, and the tip of the sword was on top of He Jianghai's heart shell, and he couldn't enter at all.
If this long sword is a fine steel tire, then He Jianghai is pure iron.
The iron sword put pressure on the iron man, and the sword continued, and that was good luck.
"Hai Shao's clothes are very expensive, okay?"
He Jianghai opened his mouth and scolded, facing Mingxin, and slapped him down.
Where can that Mingxin react, or even if he reacts, there is no possibility of escape.
As it flew upside down in the air, the blood was already soaring, spilling everywhere.
In the end, he was forcibly stopped by two Taoist priests who followed, but the three of them flew together.
The three guys, all spurting blood, struggled on the ground, and it was difficult to sit up.
Innate Realm!
Mingxin was half-lying on the ground, in despair.
Of course, his realm is above Yan Qingliu, as he said, he is also at the peak, his exercises are powerful, and he naturally crushes He Jianghai.
It could be that he did too much of his big-headed dream.
Hum!
He Jianghai snorted coldly and pressed forward.
Under the premise of crossing the realm, at least for the moment, the gap in the exercises is of no use to change the result.
In the audience, still dumbfounded, the people of the Yun family looked at He Jianghai with only surprise.
The people of the Yan family fell into despair, but Yan Qingyuan's eyes only flickered.
If his brother came out before, he was crooked, and his result could only be worse, but he was smart once, and he didn't say anything.
"A few stinky Taoist priests pretend to be ghosts, do they think they can stand above the family?"
He Jianghai's face was grim, and he approached even more, and his palm was slightly raised.
In an instant, one of the Taoist priests who was holding Mingxin took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms in a second.
He pinched his fingertips, and the blood flowed from the talisman, He Jianghai saw this scene, frowned slightly, but did not move.
It was another second, and the blood-stained talisman suddenly became illusory like a projection, and at the same time became huge.
In the scene, the sound of screaming came out, and where the three of them were, the aura of cultivation suddenly erupted, and another strong light flashed, and the three Taoist priests disappeared in place like that.
He Jianghai frowned slightly, the power of sunlight refining has long been driven.
The aura of cultivation that erupted was all brought into his body by the sunlight.
Presumably what happened to him, can be inferred.
Inexplicable cultivation, let one of the Taoist priests, sacrifice his own practice, and take the three of them away.
As for what will happen later, it's not for him to know.