The sword intent is extremely sharp, and the spirit yuan is heavy.

The sword of the wind snatched the throat, and in an instant, it broke the strange method, forcing Qi Sixiu to take two steps back!

Yin Zhilei did not spare the sword, the killing intent wiped his chest, the cyclone of the fierce shot did not disappear, and the hidden void god rose to the sky.

When the fierceness was revealed, Ling Yun moved the wide sword to overcome, and the power of the mountain and the demon shattered in all directions, setting off a heavy sword wave, and the blood was mixed.

"It's a nuisance. ”

The offensive was urgent, but Qi Sixiu unhurriedly withdrew his palm, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he rushed into the blood, and on his arms, there were layers of spirit elements like dragon scales and green armor, and a burst of strange fragrance struck, and his fist was impressive!

"Boom Boom ......"

The delicate and pleasant sound is like flowing water, the sound is solid, the wind rises and the sword intent rushes into its body with a wide sword, and it is like knocking on the copper wall and iron wall, splashing the light and rolling, and the vision is fluttering.

"Li Chong Fist Gang?"

Ling Yundong snorted coldly when he saw that the situation was not good, and his heart was shocked, this Qi Sixiu actually cultivated the Qi family's peerless combat technique Li Chongquan to such a realm, and his anger became a battle gang to resist the sword momentum.

"No wonder the heavy sect of Jiuzhou wants to take you as an apprentice, Tianjiao, who can train Qi Jia Li Chong's fist to the sixth layer of Zhangang, I'm afraid you are the only one in a hundred years!" Yin Zhilei shook his head lightly, and his black sword intent was like a flame, showing the demeanor of a strong man.

Li Chong has a total of seven layers, a wave and a stack of qi, looking at his arms fighting, it is enough to be six layers thick, and it is difficult to break its strength when the wind rises.

The Qi family is the second largest force in Changxia City, and there are countless disciples in the sect, but they have never heard of someone who can cultivate a sixth-layer battle gang in a single jiazi, this Qi Si Xiu is only in his twenties, but he has reached such a realm, which is inevitably amazing.

This fist method is not only extremely difficult to practice, but also requires extremely high qualifications for cultivators, and the body needs to have a strong endurance, otherwise when condensing Zhan Gang, if the body is difficult to bear, I am afraid that the meridians will be broken, and the blood will rush to the heart.

As soon as the battle gang comes out, all swords are avoided!

Stirring up chaos for several zhang, the sword intent flew sideways, and it filled a radius of 100 meters in an instant.

The wind and sword intent that Dao Dao was swept away by the battle gang shot straight towards the trapped Yan Wuyi, and the terrifying power of the demon yuan was like a thunderbolt with extremely explosive power, tearing out a little bit of bright starlight.

"Damn!"

Yan Wuyi's face was flushed, and he couldn't get rid of the shackles when he lifted his strength, and he watched the chaotic power of the Hidden Void cultivator come to kill!

And Chu Jin's unconscious body is not far from him, if he is endangered by this backlash sword intent, I am afraid that Chu Jin will not be able to escape death, and he can't help but be anxious.

"This kid can't die yet!"

Although Ling Yundong was not a good person, he didn't want the young man with a secret to die, so he decisively recited the magic trick silently, and moved in the air with a five-foot heavy face, wanting to block the sword intent coming from the backlash and save his life.

"The battle of life and death, the most taboo to be distracted, doesn't the Ling Pavilion Lord know such a simple truth?" Qi Sixiu's spiritual intent to restrain Yan Wuyi quickly arises, as if it was surrounded by smoke and clouds, and the golden silk weaves a net, wrapping his fragile body densely.

Then two more palms, shaking the earth!

One palm was like a ghost bear slapping fiercely, and the other palm was like a discus, and he actually abandoned Yin Zhi's sharp sword intent and killed Ling Yun's panicked shape.

That Ling Yun knew the plan, and it was too late to summon the sword and return, and when he was in a hurry, he flew straight like a lonely goose, falling on the top of the ten thousand stone steps, and his whole body was full of energy, and he directly burst out of the spiritual image.

Qi Si Xiu Li Chong's two punches were extremely destructive, and he didn't dare to be careless.

As soon as the spirit is revealed, the heavens and the earth change color.

A beam of purple gold divine light that soared into the sky and hung above its head, revealing a cluster of sword rain, which bloomed in the blood mist in the sky, shining brightly around its body in a hundred steps.

The sword rain Lin spirit stem is smooth and slender, the wall is thin and the core is sparse, the color is purple, and a burst of rich fragrance spreads with its spiritual image.

Yan Wuyi, who was wrapped in the crystal clear light, still had palpitations, if it wasn't for Qi Sixiu's resurgence in the previous moment, I am afraid that Ling Yundong's wide sword would not be able to stop the splashing sword intent.

What's even more strange is the body of Chu Jin not far away, this sword intent is fierce and killing, but it is corroded by the heavy blood qi of his body, turning into a faint smoke and drifting into the air.

"Elven vision!"

Yan Wuyi said in a low voice, his eyes were full of curiosity, it was the first time he had seen a Tibetan Void Cultivator make a moving image, and he was inevitably shocked.

Through the layers of spiritual essence, it happened to be able to see Ling Yun's magical vision, and together with Li Chong's fists, there was no weakness.

The previous Chu Jin had roughly talked about the spiritual image of the hidden void realm, the elf refers to the essence of all things, the flowers and plants, all of which are born from the rain and dew of the essence of the sky, and the spirit of the earth is made of breath and nourishment, and the magic method is used to resist the enemy.

A spiritual image arose in front of him, and when Ling Yun urged the sword rain lin, it exploded with Qi Sixiu's Li Chong fist, and the qi waves were rolling.

"Die!"

The crisis of Ling Yundong disappeared temporarily, but Yin Zhilei's sword intent came to his face, the fast sword was without a shadow, and there was no trace of broken qi!

"Bang ......"

Qi Sixiu obviously had already expected such a situation, and his arms were quickly blocked, and the gold was strong.

Although the sword intent of the fast sword was difficult to advance, it suppressed him and retreated again and again, and after a stalemate of three or two, he dodged his body and flew towards the broken dojo behind the peak.

He didn't want to stay longer, after all, he only came here to find the demon cultivator system, a miraculous opportunity, but the cultivator who left the family didn't know the times and was aggressive, so he simply fought and cut these troubles.

"Kill him here. ”

After a few quick breaths, the sword rain and Lin Lingxiang had completely neutralized Li Chong's fist intent, Ling Yundong withdrew his broad sword, glanced at Yin Zhilei, and then surrounded and killed, not allowing Qi Sixiu to have the slightest chance to breathe.

Qi Si Xiu is too rebellious to the sky, he has already stepped into the Tibetan void with the vision of the nine-colored Lingzhi, and now he has cultivated into Qi Jia Li Chong Zhan Gang, if there are hidden dangers, I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to the family in the future.

The three of them clashed again, and the top of the mountain shook!

"Damn the power of restraint, this Qi Sixiu is too strong. Yan Wuyi saw that the three of them were getting braver and braver, and they wanted to escape quietly, but they couldn't break free from this cocoon-like spirit yuan light with all their might.

Just as he was struggling, a ray of light flashed strangely from the Origin Mirror Instrument between the twin peaks, and it was not in Chu Jin's body, which was surrounded by blood and qi.

"Chu Jin!"

Seeing that he was slowly sobering up, his thin fingers trembled suddenly, and then his whole body began to regain consciousness, Yan Wuyi shouted in surprise.

"Shhh

As his body slowly trembled, Chu Jin was in pain, only to feel that his whole body was invaded by inexplicable pain, and the unforgettable pain of devouring the soul was simply life-threatening, tormenting him to roll all over the ground, and only retreated quietly after a long time.

This Derivation Mirror Instrument Spirit directly ingested his consciousness into the illusion, and the soul re-perceived, so his own illusion was also extremely powerful, this kid suffered a lot of sins in the illusion, and now that his consciousness has returned to his body, it is obviously a little unbearable pain.

"I'm not dead?"

Chu Jin woke up like a big dream, and it took a long time to react, looking at his intact body, he was quite surprised, but fortunately, his psychological endurance was extremely strong, and he did not collapse on the spot.

Fortunately, there were twin peaks blocking the view, and Qi Sixiu and the three of them were fighting in the dojo, and the shock was so loud that the waves were rolling, and the sound of thunder filled all directions, and they didn't notice the abnormality here.

"If you want to die, die quickly, if you don't die, think about saving me out." The corners of Yan Wuyi's mouth raised slightly, and when he saw that Chu Jin was safe and sound, he couldn't help but feel happy, so he asked curiously:

"Didn't you kid have a yin and yang chess piece to protect his body, why was he also conscious by the spirit of the Origin Mirror?"

"Consciousness?"

"If it's really an illusion, if I saw through it earlier, why bother to be abused...... The surrounding scenery came into view, Chu Jin completely came back to his senses, condensed his momentum, and muttered to himself.

When Chu Jin heard the familiar voice, he looked at Yan Wuyi, who was like a silkworm chrysalis, and couldn't help laughing.