"I have more than enough heart, but not enough power. ”

Feeling the Tiangang essence in his body that was constantly agitating and breaking the meridians, Han Chihu smiled bitterly.

"What's so difficult about this, let the old man use the 'Heaven and Earth Immortal Technique' to help Huainan Hou!"

The rich vitality spit out from Ling Wei Yang's palm and poured into Han Chihu's Lingtai Zhihai, helping him recover from his injuries and suppressing his essence.

In this process, Ji Bo was smiling lightly, and he didn't mean to stop it at all.

Until Ling Weiyang helped Han Chihu suppress his injuries, he stood quietly in place, smiling lightly, and didn't seem to be worried at all about the two of them joining forces to deal with him.

"Boy, not taking advantage of the fact that you just hid in the treasure is your biggest miscalculation. ”

Han Chihu shouted suddenly, feeling the unprecedented strength of his body, and suddenly punched out. The most masculine and rigid Tiangang essence qi gushed out of the meridians, like red thunder, shattering the sky.

"True Martial Cultivators can't get a good death if they don't have the Immortal Divine Treasure and Flesh Trick, Huainan Hou can trust my words now. ”

Unexpectedly, Ji Game was still in the mood to provoke Han Chihu at this time. It's like the two opponents in front of him are just ants whose cultivation is not as good as him, not a powerhouse at the level of the Great Dao Jindan.

"Azure Sword Finger!"

Lingwei's face was gloomy, but the movements of his subordinates were not slow, and they jointly fought with Han Chihu's "True Martial Dragon Fist", wanting to strangle Ji Game.

"If I'm not mistaken, the elder has recovered at most ten percent of his cultivation by now. Otherwise, with the supreme cultivation of the Great Dao Jindan, why do you need to find a short-lived ghost to join forces. ”

Ji Bo said a word to break the secret hidden by Lingwei, and the long sword in his palm crossed and slashed out a cross sword qi, easily blocking the opponent's fist strength, sword fingering.

"Even if the old man only has a single cultivation, killing you is like slaughtering a dog. ”

Ling Wei's old face was cold, and his eyes swelled into a deep blue glow. A blue sky that seemed to exist forever loomed around him, setting him off like a god who was in charge of the operation of the Heavenly Dao.

"Then, the elder can know how much cultivation I have recovered now. ”

Ji Bo smiled, and with his left hand, he slashed out a groundbreaking cold sword light, forcibly slashing through the blue sky around Lingwei, and the powerful aftermath also slashed him out of the sky a hundred meters away.

"Boy, you are just a Daoji monk after all, even if you recover ten percent of your cultivation, can you still compare to the two of us Jindan monks joining forces!"

Han Chihu was naked, and a fierce and ferocious aura erupted. The blood-red forbidden enchantment on his chest was incomparably glamorous, stimulating the powerful combat power unique to the True Martial Monk.

"You're talking about mediocre people who don't have talent. ”

Ji Bo suddenly clenched his five fingers into a fist, and fought against Han Chihu's "True Martial Dragon Fist" without fear.

"Taishang Imperial Dragon!"

The vast vitality condensed, and a huge fist carved from jade appeared out of thin air, and the dragon fist like Han Chihu's thunder and lightning suddenly bombarded.

"You probably think that the seventh turn of Daoji, the eighth turn is just a little stronger than the sixth turn of Daoji. Let me tell you about these mediocre talents who stop at the sixth turn of the Daoji, the strongest combat power that the eighth turn of the Daoji can have!"

Ji Bo stood proudly in the void, and pointed out with his left index finger. A sharp and condensed to the extreme Collapse Star Finger had already come out of his hand, breaking through Han Chihu's body protection qi, penetrating his chest and back, and opening a vague blood hole.

"The limit of Doji's eight turns. It is the sixth turn of Daoji...... One! hundred! times!"

The handsome sword-wielding young man said words word by word that Ling Weiyang and Han Chihu couldn't believe.

"It can't be!"

Han Chihu covered the blood hole in his chest and said in an astringent voice, but the seemingly invincible power of the scene just now made him understand that this was not a lie.

And Lingwei Yang. But he was silent, and it seemed that what he said was true, but he heard it with his own ears. Still shocked.

"Dao Ji Eight Turns can control a hundred times more vitality than himself, almost comparable to a monk of the Dao Jindan Double Perfection. The old man always thought it was just a legend. ”

"After the ancient monk condensed the foundation of the Great Dao, he began to transform the Dao Fetus Dharma. The so-called Jindan Triple is just a transitional realm created by the ancient Daoists in order to allow more ordinary people to become enlightened. ”

"The incarnation of the Yuan Shen, the return of the five qi to the Yuan, and the gathering of the three flowers, at the beginning, it was just an ordinary monk simulating the realm of the seventh, eightth, and ninth turns of the Daoji. ”

Lingwei looked up at the old man's face and sighed faintly, and said softly to Ji Bo what he knew. There was a look of regret in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

"It would be great if my disciple was you, not Kao'er. ”

"Why do the elders say these unrealistic words, even if you have recovered the peak cultivation of the Dao Ji Eight Turns, you are still not able to deal with you at the top of the Great Dao Jindan realm. ”

Ji Bo raised his right hand lightly, the horizontal sword and his chest, and his face revealed a cold murderous intent. Between him and Ling Weiyang, it could only end with the death of one of them.

In comparison, Han Chihu is insignificant.

"It turns out that you just now were trying to stall for time so that you could recover all your cultivation. But the old man is very curious, why can you recover so quickly?"

"Without him, the difference between mediocrity and genius is just that!"

Listening to Ji Game's sarcastic words, Ling Weiyang's face became even more gloomy. With a cold snort, he began to urge the mana that had been condensed in his body.

Dao Ji Eight Turns Peak, may be able to beat the Dao Jindan Duo, but it will definitely not be the opponent of the Dao Jindan Triple.

And Ling Weiyang is the master of the Jindan Triple Realm.

As long as he can recover three or four percent of his mana, no matter how much Ji Game jumps, he can't escape from the palm of his hand.

However, it is clear that he will not have this time and opportunity!

"The true martial arts monk of the Great Dao Jindan Triple has already seen it below, and it is vulnerable, I hope that the elder, this Jindan Triple Monk, will not let me down!"

Ji Bo has been looking for an opponent who can force out all his strength, but his cultivation is constantly improving. After the Heishui True Law reached the perfect realm of "boundless qi and boundlessness", it was even more lonely as snow.

finally met Han Chihu, a true martial artist with a double golden pill, but he still couldn't bear his full strength. This time, he finally had a Jindan triple master who was at a low point, or an elder Cangdi who had a deep hatred with him, so naturally he would not let it go easily.

The "Son of Heaven's Qi Technique" runs to the limit, and meticulously explores the qi of Lingwei Yang. When the opponent is about to surpass his bottom line, he brazenly stops it.

The cyan sword light was like a thunderbolt, and in the blink of an eye, it fell in front of Ling Weiyang's body, cutting off his head.

"Hmph, is the old man still afraid of your junior?"

The old man with a clear face spoke coldly, and an illusory green dragon energy flew out of his sleeve, roaring out a boundless dragon groan, and making a piercing noise against Ji Game's Ah Nose Killing Sword.

"Is this the Blue Dragon Sword that the elder became famous for, it's really good!"

In Ji Game's soft words, the corners of Ling Weiyang's mouth were crooked. In the midst of the sword exchange just now, his natal sword weapon was cut into a gap the size of a grain of rice.

"What kind of sword do you have in your hand?

Ling Weiyang heard that Ji Game had an innate sword fetus, but he didn't expect it to be so sharp.

"It's not far away, elder, don't be distracted!"

In Ji Game's chuckle, the pure green sword light in his palm cut off the illusory sword shadow like a swimming dragon, and once again cut a gap in the green dragon long sword that exposed the entity.

In the midst of the sparks, Ji Bo swung out with a palm of his left hand, and the invisible and majestic qi wall immediately blocked Han Chihu's punch. Then with a flick of his palm, he immediately pressed the opponent's qi mixed with his own qi wall and pressed it backwards.

"Damn!"

Han Chihu, who was not cultivating enough, was blown away heavily, which made him shout angrily with extremely strong self-esteem.

"Green Dragon Devouring Sun Sword!"

At the same time, Ling Wei Yang held the Qinglong Sword that was missing two openings. With a wave of his hand, he slashed out an invincible sword power, and the illusory cyan dragon shadow swallowed the clouds and spitted mist, enveloping the sky, and Ji Game was in front of him. It's as small and humble as an ant.

"This sword is interesting, and it is worth reading with a sword for a lifetime!"

In the sea of knowledge, a pure white and flawless sword thought collapsed, merging into Ji Game's primordial body. A sense of incomparably vicious, but as if he had seen through everything in the world, came to his heart.

The long sword in his palm slashed out, and the huge dragon shadow that filled the sky slowly dissipated like smoke, and in the crisp sound of sword blade strikes, another gap was added to the green dragon sword.

"Sure enough, you're here, it's not in vain that I spent a lot of effort to come here!"

Just as Ji Game and Ling Wei Yang were about to fight again, a soft voice came, faintly revealing the cold air of all things in the frozen heavens.

A face was hidden under a flat mask, and a slender cyan figure had approached the two of them at some point.

"Green Emperor!"

Ji Bo's heart shook, knowing that he couldn't stay any longer today, the divine light in his eyes was shining, and a sword thought that he had already used suddenly triggered.

"Huainan Hou, in addition to the need for the Immortal Divine Treasure to recuperate the body, the True Martial Cultivator also needs the Dao Heart Divine Treasure to stabilize the sea of knowledge!"

The pitch-black and crystalline light lit up from the pure green sword blade, Ji Game's body and sword were one, and the whole person merged into the pitch-black sword light, like a shock, silently swept over the neck of Han Chihu, who had not yet reacted.

"Snort"!

A square-faced head with a square face of disbelief flew high, blood gushing out like a fountain, mixed with a strange pitch-black sword qi, blocking Lingwei Yang who wanted to stop it.

The Blue Emperor, who had just arrived, could only watch as Ji Bo turned into a pitch-black sword light, rushing into the huge bell like lightning.

"Elder, the junior will ask you for advice next time. ”

"As for Brother Qingdi Zidao, I hope I won't see you in the future!"

Ji Game's figure has disappeared, but the two sentences have endlessly fallen into the ears of an old man and a young man, making the two of them can't help but snort coldly.

"Old fellow, don't stop him for anything!"

"Hmph, junior, the old man is in a bad mood now, it's better to keep your mouth shut for me!" (To be continued......)