Chapter Ninety-Eight: Spike

Zhong Yuan sealed most of his mana with secret methods, and it seemed that he only had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, which also made those monks feel lightly enemies.

Monks in the same realm, even if the inheritance of the exercises is different, the quality of the mana is different, and even the level of the magic weapon is not the same, it is difficult to kill in seconds.

His opponent thought that as long as he could hold him for a breath, he could be caught in a siege and complete the killing game, so he didn't dodge, but bravely commanded the flying sword to meet him.

This is exactly what Zhong Yuan wants.

He was just afraid that the other party would hide, and if he hid, these seven monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant would flee everywhere, and let him chase and kill them one by one, it would be difficult to succeed.

To him, these seven people are seven great tonic pills, and it is a pity to escape one of them.

Seeing that the opponent's flying sword was catching up, he made a seal with both hands, and with a low shout, he unsealed the mana of his whole body, and the cultivation realm of the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying was revealed.

The Guiyuan Sword, which was already very powerful, was now even more powerful, and as soon as it came into contact with the opponent's flying sword, the golden light flashed, and the opponent's flying sword was cut off.

It was also a high-grade magic weapon-level flying sword, and it was the original flying sword of the opposing monk, but under the Guiyuan Sword, there was no ability to resist at all, and it broke with a click, turning into two pieces of mortal iron and falling down.

"Poofโ€”"

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, and the monk was seriously damaged, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

My heart was shocked - Zhong Yuan turned out to be the realm of Yuanying Great Perfection, and this ambush was destined to fail.

But in such a short period of time, how could he break through to this realm, a genius monk of the top inheritance, is it so terrifying?

He retreated, but before he could act, a golden light swept in, piercing his body.

Then he felt his mana and flesh essence quickly pouring into the sword light.

He was a cultivator in the cultivation realm of the Yu Kingdom, and he had experienced the era of the Blood Demon Wu Bai, and he immediately remembered Wu Bai's Blood Devouring Sword, which was exactly the same as his current feeling.

He was even more horrified in his heart, and looked at Zhong Yuan blankly, but he couldn't say anything.

Now the grade of the Guiyuan Sword has improved a lot, and it is not comparable to the beginning of refining, but in the blink of an eye, it has sucked up the cultivation of this monk's life.

The monk's body instantly dried up, then started a fire, and soon turned into a pile of ashes.

This was Ling Qinghan fighting with another monk on the other side.

Zhong Yuan suddenly unsealed his mana, and his cultivation was promoted to the realm of Yuanying Great Perfection, which made Ling Qinghan also startled, but because he was his comrade-in-arms, he did not panic.

But her opponent panicked.

The monk of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant is not so easy to kill, and if one is not good, he will be killed.

He was already feeling retreating, but after seeing his companion killed by Zhong Yuan's sword, this time he had no intention of fighting, and he turned around and was about to flee.

But where would Zhong Yuan let him escape?

The Guiyuan Sword was still sucking the monk's mana, he stretched his palm forward, and the majestic mana turned into a big hand, which reached forward like lightning, grabbed the monk with one hand, shot down the mask on his face that shielded his divine sense, and sent it to the Guiyuan Sword, so that the Guiyuan Sword could suck up the flesh and blood essence of his body.

Ling Qinghan's divine sense also swept the situation of the Guiyuan Sword absorbing the cultivation of the other party's cultivators, and he couldn't help but think of the Blood Demon Wu Bai, and his heart sank.

It's a concealment of cultivation, and it's a flying sword of this evil way, this person is not simple!

She didn't say anything, though.

Now Zhong Yuan is not only her husband, but also her comrade-in-arms.

When fighting with others, comrades-in-arms are much more important than husbands and husbands.

The five sword lights behind had not yet chased, and the mana of these two mid-Yuan Infant cultivators had already been sucked clean by Zhong Yuan's Guiyuan Sword.

The mask worn by the monk in the back was swept off by Zhong Yuan with mana, this is a monk in the cultivation realm of Yu Kingdom, needless to say, this ambush is a ghost made by Tu Wuyi.

Zhong Yuan sneered in his heart: "I don't go to look for your bad luck, you actually came to find my bad luck, then I'm sorry." โ€

There are some plans that he doesn't want to implement too early because they can't maximize the benefits.

But now that Tianxuanmen actually wants to assassinate him, it has reached the point where it has to be carried out in advance.

After his mana was unsealed, the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Great Perfection was fully revealed, and the five monks who ambushed him also sensed it, and their expressions all changed greatly, and they felt that this time they had kicked the iron plate.

Especially after seeing Zhong Yuan kill those two companions so quickly, he was even more panicked.

They also wanted to escape.

Zhong Yuan said to Ling Qinghan: "You entangle the one on the far left for me, and I will deal with the rest." โ€

As he spoke, he had already flown towards the monks.

The Guiyuan Sword suddenly turned into a long rainbow, and went straight to the person on the right who was farthest away from him.

And he pounced on several others.

The magic weapon is the most important part of the monk's combat power, but without the magic weapon, he can deal with those monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Try not to let anyone go.

Not only did he have to keep the secret that his current cultivation was already in the Yuanying Great Perfection realm, but also because these people were all great supplements for him.

He doesn't want to fall into the devil's path, so he doesn't take the initiative to kill, but there is no pressure to kill passively.

If someone else comes to kill him, and he doesn't kill him, then it's not kindness, but pedantic.

What's more, his character has nothing to do with kindness.

Those people were originally far away from him, a distance of more than ten miles, but when they surrounded him, they all surrounded him, and the distance was shortened to only a few miles.

The distance of a few miles was an instant for the Yuanying Monk.

He detached a part of his divine consciousness to control the Guiyuan Sword to kill the monk who was furthest away from him, and at the same time, his hands were connected to the Dharma seal, and the Dao Technique contained in the Heavenly Immortal Inheritance "Nine Transformations of Yuan Gong" was unleashed.

The ten fingers of his hands shook, and lightning bolts stretched out from the void, like long golden chains, controlled by his ten fingers, crackling and dancing in the air.

Ten bowl-thick bolts of lightning, a hundred feet long, crackled and made a heinous sound, and he drove them towards the three monks.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the monks on the other side had already begun to fly backwards, but their flight speed could not be compared with Zhong Yuan at all.

Zhong Yuan's flying speed was already faster than that of ordinary monks, not to mention that now it was the realm of the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying, and it was even more of a piece of cake to catch up with them.

Those people also wanted to disperse and escape, but now the distance was too close, and they couldn't be separated too much in a hurry, but they were caught up by Zhong Yuan in a moment, and a long chain of lightning flew towards them.

There was no choice but to turn around and fight.