Chapter Seventy-Six: Fell!
"Hmph! Fight with me, dare to be distracted!"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind Ye Jian, and the sound was so close that it was almost next to Ye Jian's back.
A young man in the middle of the True Realm who was at the bottom of Hu Tian's command suddenly appeared behind Ye Jian.
The young man sneered, and grabbed Ye Jian's head with his right hand into a claw, his eyes full of cruelty.
Burst!
The five fingers were directly inserted into the back of Ye Jian's head, and the smile on the young man's face instantly stiffened, and then he saw his toes lightly and his body burst back.
The young man's body retreated more than ten feet in a row, and after feeling safe, his eyes became vigilant at the moment.
Shout!
A black feather arrow was like a bright light, directly cutting through the void, and came to the young man in the blink of an eye.
The young man was in a hurry, Wu Chang's death was still in sight, he didn't want to be forced back by this feather arrow, and then face the hunt of the second feather arrow.
At that moment, the young man shouted, and suddenly his true qi poured out, forming two big hands, and grabbing the black mangs that flashed in front of him.
Puff~!
A series of muffled sounds sounded, and the young man's feet made two deep marks on the ground, but the iron feather arrow was grabbed by the big hand of True Qi.
Call~!
Exhaling lightly, the young man's eyes locked on the young figure on the trees in front of him, and his face became cloudy.
Originally, he thought that a martial artist in the realm of martial arts would be captured by himself, but he didn't expect that he seemed to be blind.
"Hey, the last thing I like is to come forward and kill someone without even saying hello. ”
Ye Jian squatted on the trunk of the tree, holding the treasure carving bow in his left hand, his eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of arc.
"Interesting. The young man dropped the iron feather arrow in his hand, stepped forward and said, "I have seen a lot of geniuses, but I have never seen anything like you. ”
Saying this, the young man pursed his lips, and a wicked smile appeared in his eyes, "However, the more genius you are, the more I want to kill you, only in this way can the luck in your body be transferred to me." ”
Ye Jian frowned suddenly, lucky, he had never heard of this before.
When the young man saw Ye Jian's expression, he immediately sneered a few times.
He was originally a genius disciple of a small sect in the Bloodsweat Kingdom, but because he unintentionally killed a genius disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect during an outing, he was chased by the Imperial Spirit Sect.
Later, he was fortunate to meet a senior master, and that senior master had talked to him about the so-called luck theory, the young man did not believe it at first like Ye Jian, but later, as the number of geniuses he hunted increased, the young man obviously felt that his talent had undergone some subtle changes, and it was these subtle changes that the young man was able to impact the middle stage of the Condensing Truth Realm in one breath.
From then on, the young man believed in the theory of luck, and every time he went out, all those with amazing talents would be hunted by him.
Now, Ye Jian has obviously become his prey.
"You can't escape, be my stepping stone. The young man laughed wildly a few times, his body turned into an afterimage, and he attacked Ye Jian.
"Wave the first palm!"
Burst!
The cyan palm print was like a comet, directly hitting the trunk of the tree at Ye Jian's feet.
Click!
Without the slightest hesitation, the giant tree was directly broken by a palm, and the sawdust flew sideways.
Broken tree trunks topple over, stirring up huge clouds of dust.
"Huh?"
The young man in the dust frowned slightly, and his facial features lost Ye Jian's sense in an instant just now.
"Punch me!"
Groan~!
The dragon's groan sounded, and a black shadow jumped out directly, as if a thin line was attacking the young man.
"Hmph!
The young man's face suddenly showed a hint of joy, and his right hand quickly turned into a sharp claw, and the fierce advance claw went away.
Burst!
The five fingers flashed away, directly tearing the fist mark that appeared in front of him, and then headed towards the figure claw behind the fist mark.
"See how you're hiding?"
The young man's body was driven ahead, and his face was already with an expression of victory.
Burst~!
A claw directly slashed the figure in front of him, "Not good!"
The young man shouted, and his body exploded rapidly, and at the same time, the true qi in his body was already forming in his chest.
However, at this moment, in front of the young man, a green light mixed with unparalleled sharp energy flashed, and lightning came.
Burst!
The young man snorted, and the clothes on his chest shredded, revealing a slender sword mark.
Covering the wound, the young man strengthened his true qi, his body exploded, and at the same time, his facial features were fully opened, not letting go of any abnormalities in the surrounding dust.
"Alas, you can't kill him so close. Not crying is the middle stage of the condensation realm. ”
Ye Jian's figure appeared in the same place as the young man just now, his eyes flickering.
Just now, he used Xiao Cheng's artistic conception of wind to sneak in front of the young man, and he planned to kill him directly with a blood sword, but he still underestimated the middle stage of the Condensation Realm a little.
The physique in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm is no longer comparable to the Martial Realm. When a martial artist reaches the Piercing Realm of Condensation, he will first receive the baptism of aura, thereby improving his physique.
The stronger the talent, the more aura you will receive baptism, and the stronger your physique will be.
"Since one sword can't kill him, let's have a few more swords. ”
At that moment, a trace of chill flashed in Ye Jian's eyes, and his body blurred directly in place.
The sword mark on the young warrior's chest, his expression was full of hideousness, "His speed is too fast, you must beware of him sneaking up now." ”
At that moment, the young man endured his injuries and formed a True Qi Mask Sphere around his body, firmly protecting him in it.
"Hmph! I'll see how you attack. ”
As if he felt that nothing was wrong, the young man suddenly snorted coldly, took out two small healing pills from the space ring on his finger, and swallowed them directly in his abdomen.
Woohoo~!
The sound of breaking the air sounded, accompanied by the roar of two iron feather arrows, and they shot at the young man's true qi mask with a pop.
Suddenly, the originally round and full True Qi Hood was instantly poked out with two thorn cones, as if it was about to be punctured.
"Give me back!"
The young man shouted, and immediately the true qi came to the rescue, and the true qi cover directly rebounded the two iron feather arrows, and fell to the ground with a 'ding'.
However, just as he was complacent, a figure rushed directly behind him, the blood sword held high, and the brilliance gathered, as if the true god was in the world.
"Immortal—slash!"
As soon as the words fell, a slender sword blade slashed out directly, and the brilliance neatly cut through the young man's true qi cover, which continued to amplify in the young man's eyes.
Burst!
There was a muffled grunt, followed by the sound of something smashing on the ground.
Ye Jian's face turned slightly pale, and his body was a little weak.
Although the eighth type of the Nine Styles of the Pure Sword is amazingly powerful, it consumes too much, and it is enough to use up three percent of Ye Jian's internal qi, Ye Jian really doesn't know why the Southern Luo Sect of the Pure Sword will classify the "Nine Styles of the Pure Sword" as a yellow rank medium sword technique, which integrates the immortal slash of the sword momentum, and the power is comparable to the extreme martial arts of the yellow order.
Of course, the Immortal Slash must also be fused with sword momentum to achieve this kind of power, otherwise it will also be similar to the power of the Yellow Rank Medium Martial Arts.
Putting away the space ring, Ye Jian's figure flashed, and he jumped onto a big tree, watching the remaining three battles.
In the battle between Purple Night and the middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey gills, Purple Night has the upper hand.
With a wave of his hands, purple flames suddenly roared out, forming flames and blasting towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was just dodging in embarrassment, and he was scorched.
The battle between Elder Zhang and another late-stage bandit leader of the Ning Zhen Realm had already entered a white-hot stage, and the two sides were jumping and dodging between the trees, fighting with each other, and a large area of forest trees had already been broken.
However, among the three, the most familiar and fierce situation still belongs to Bukit.
Wu Ji cultivated in the late stage of the Condensation Realm, held the spirit weapon axe, and fought Hu Tian at the peak of the Condensation Realm.
Both sides are known for their ferocity in battle, and it seems that the battle between the two is wide open and closed, the swords and axes are combined, sparks are flying, and the air is rolling.
As if sensing Ye Jian's gaze, Hu Tian took advantage of the momentum to retreat, standing upright, and a fierce aura flashed on his face.
"Boy, where's Topol?"
The poplar in Hu Tian's mouth was naturally the young man who was solved by Ye Jian, and at that moment, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of Ye Jian's mouth.
Seeing this, the people around all stopped their battles and stared at Ye Jian in unison, especially the middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey gills closest to Ye Jian, and his body retreated uncontrollably.
"I'll kill you!"
Hu Tian was furious, the hideous scar on his face writhed rapidly, and at the same time, his body was like a tornado, flying sand and rocks and broken wood everywhere he passed.
"Hehe, Hu Tian, your opponent is me!"
Bukit caught up from behind, crossed his body one by one, and displayed his martial arts skills in the air.
"Split Huashan!"
Burst!
Before the axe arrived, a crack opened in the ground, and Hu Tian stopped his body, not daring to be careless.
Rumble!
The battle between the two was fierce, and a lot of dust was splashed.
Hu Tian has been entangled by Wu Ji, and the remaining two people glanced at each other, and there was a hint of jealousy in their eyes.
"Hmph, when Sang Mo Gongzi surrenders the demon ape, I see how you can escape?"
The middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks just wanted to entangle Ziye at the moment and prevent them from getting out, as long as they waited for Sang Mo to take the time to come over, Ye Jian's group would all have to die.
Also thinking the same thing as him was the bandit leader of the late stage of the Ning True Realm who was at war with Elder Zhang.
The two sides fought together again.
"Ye Jian, come over and help!"
Although Zi Ye was able to suppress the middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey's gills, he couldn't kill him yet.
And this matter is different from usual, if in normal times, Zi Ye can also consume him by saying anything, but now, the other party still has the Huayuan Realm in front of him, and if he delays for a while, the lives of the four of them will be threatened.
Ye Jian also knew this truth, and his figure flashed, flashing directly to the middle-aged man's side.
The middle-aged ** was shocked and hurriedly retreated, but Ye Jian's sword light could not be avoided by retreating.
Burst!
With a flash of blood, the middle-aged body's vain body protection true qi was directly shattered, and a deep sword mark appeared on his chest.
Wow!
The middle-aged man spit out a mouthful of blood, his body retreated rapidly, and at the same time stared at Ye Jian with fear in his eyes, it was terrifying, the sword was really terrifying.
However, before the middle-aged man could come to his senses, a purple flame shot out from behind him.
Rumble!
The flames slammed directly into the middle-aged man's back, and the scorching flames pounced directly on his back, scorching up.
Yes~!
The middle-aged man's footsteps were chaotic, and he screamed in an instant, but before his screams fell, a stream of blood flashed from his neck.
Burst~!
Ye Jian's figure blurred for a while, and appeared directly a few feet behind the middle-aged man.