Chapter Seventy-Eight: Joining Forces Against the Enemy
After many days, Jiang Chen once again used this trick, which can be called the strongest single attack, carrying the purest thunder power in heaven and earth, and angrily killed the black-clothed elder on the opposite side with an indomitable momentum.
The old man in black was shocked by Jiang Chen's surging speed and explosive power, his hands waved extremely quickly, and his two sleeves were covered by golden spiritual power, which looked like two golden shields, which were extremely thick.
"Bang, boom!", after the two bodies of the thunderbolt sounded, the heavenly gift covered by the thunder mang directly pierced the two sleeves of the black-clothed elder, and then stabbed at his neck unabated, just a little bit, he could take his life!
The black-clothed elder was shocked, as if it was impossible to imagine how a small spirit could make such a sharp blow, and hurriedly condensed a layer of golden light on his hand, and returned his hand to block the front of his neck, wanting to resist this ferocious shot.
After the Tianci came into contact with the light film, there was another violent noise, and I saw the feet of the old man in black rubbing against the ground, and he was repelled by Jiang Chen's shot more than ten meters away.
Han Yue looked at Jiang Chen's back and smiled slightly, and then said coldly to the black-clothed deacon, "It seems that your elders are nothing more than that, the two of them have already started, now, let's let the two of us also pass two tricks and suffer death!"
As soon as the words fell, Han Yue held the Cold Sky Sword, stepped on a light step, and stabbed at the black-clothed deacon in front of him, and the two fought together in an instant, bursts of cold dark blue sword qi scattered and flew in all directions, and it seemed that the momentum was really not weak.
After the black-clothed elder stood still, he saw the two big holes in his sleeve robe and a scorch mark on the palm of his right hand, and squinted his eyes slightly to look at Jiang Chen and said, "I really underestimated you, it turned out to be a rare thunder attribute of spiritual power, and your thunder attribute seems to be extremely orthodox, it should be a thunder spirit body! It seems that you are indeed more difficult to deal with than that stinky girl." ”
Jiang Chen laughed mockingly, with his knowledge of the spirit master, how could he recognize his thunder body? ”
Being insulted by Jiang Chen's repeated insults, the black-clothed elder's face turned red with anger, and then he raised his hands and quickly formed one seal after another, and the aura in the air around him also began to fluctuate violently, converging towards his hands.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen didn't dare to be careless, he inserted Tianci to the ground, and his hands began to form seals, and soon, a dark purple giant finger light and shadow more than two feet long slowly appeared behind him, and the sound of thunder resounded.
It seems that it is not enough, Jiang Chen also connected with the coiling dragon steel needle hidden in the sea of knowledge at the same time, and under the injection of spiritual power, the purple dragon pattern at the center of his eyebrows also flashed with purple light.
"Golden Palm!"
"Holy Light Finger!"
The two attacks fell almost at the same time, colliding together in the blink of an eye, and then the sound of metal cutting and thunder resounded continuously, at the junction of the two attacks, the golden light and purple light correspondingly, the air shook slightly, and the dead leaves below it had already flown to both sides, and also left a large pit one foot deep.
But soon, the dark purple finger shadow began to shatter inch by inch, obviously a little inferior to the golden palm print.
After less than a few breaths, the light and shadow of the giant finger were completely shattered, and then the golden palm print still rushed towards Jiang Chen, at this moment, Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and the coiling dragon steel needle shot out from the center of his eyebrows, and then turned into a purple dragon, and rushed towards the black-clothed elder who was smiling proudly.
Unleashing this fatal sneak attack attack at the time when the black-clothed elder was at his most lax was also the plan Jiang Chen had set before.
Due to the sending of the Coiling Dragon Steel Needle, Jiang Chen was naturally unable to make an effective defense against the golden palm prints that rushed over, but his body was slightly biased, causing the golden palm prints to hit his chest squarely.
"Jiang Chen!" It seemed that seeing Jiang Chen's death under this attack, Han Yue, who was in the other place, screamed, and two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down, and at the same time, the black-clothed deacon seized the opportunity and punched Han Yue's lower abdomen.
"Poof!" spat out a mouthful of blood, Han Yue took a few steps back, but his eyes were still staring at Jiang Chen's back without blinking.
After being hit by the golden palm print, Jiang Chen sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, half-knelt down, and the clothes on his upper body were completely torn, revealing the earthy yellow armor inside, although he was injured a little, but it was not fatal.
I have to say that as the black-clothed elder at the peak of the spirit master, his reflexes are indeed strong, and when he was most relaxed, he was attacked by the Panlong Steel Needle, and he just took two steps back and dodged with a slight deviation of his neck, but there was still a blood mark on his face, and Jiang Chen's fatal attack at the cost of a blow ended in failure.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jiang Chen turned his head suddenly, looked at Han Yue, who was in tears, and shouted urgently, "Hurry up and solve your opponent, and then come over to help me!"
Han Yue nodded his head twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then turned his head to look at his opponent, the deacon of the first level of the spirit master, his eyes instantly became cold, this kind of coldness, as if it could freeze people's spirits, the deacon of the first level of the spirit master just glanced at it, and felt a coldness, slowly rising from the bottom up of the body.
Han Yue shook his hand and danced a few dark blue sword shadows in the air, and then the sword body was horizontal, and after waking up the sword in his hand, he shouted in a deep voice word by word, "The wind is sluggish, and the water is cold!"
Then Han Yue's little face immediately turned pale, and some fine ice ballast formed on her jet-black hair.
In an instant, the Cold Sky Sword froze rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just two blinks of an eye, the sword body of the Cold Sky Sword, including the hilt, was covered by a layer of dark blue cold ice, and around it, a white cold aura was also emanated.
After that, Han Yuejiao snorted, lifted the Cold Sky Sword, and attacked the deacon of the first level of the spirit master again.
Looking at Han Yue's strange martial arts, the face of the old man in black was a little not good-looking, and for some reason, a bad premonition rose in his heart, as if he was not the opponent of the woman in black.
"Old immortal, can you achieve this ability? You are still at the peak of the spirit master, and you can't even solve such a small role as me, I'm sorry!" for fear that the elder in black would participate in another battle circle, so Jiang Chen spoke again, wanting to provoke him.
"Damn, little crumb, looking for death!" was called out by Jiang Chen one by one, even a person with a good temper couldn't help but be a little unbearable, and after the black-clothed elder roared, he rushed forward, obviously to fight Jiang Chen in close quarters.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's eyes instantly became ruthless, and he secretly said in his heart, "Damn, the young master has a Xuan-level high-level armor to protect the body, I'm afraid that you will do something! Even if you are seriously injured, you have to beat this old immortal to a half-crippled!"
After thinking clearly in his heart, Jiang Chen condensed two layers of dark purple fists on both fists at the same time, and brazenly met the black-clothed elder.
After the two collided together, they began a fierce hand-to-hand combat with fists to the flesh, and above the black-clothed elder's fists, this golden light was all over the body, hitting Jiang Chen's body everywhere like a torrential rain, and Jiang Chen just used the flexibility of his body to dodge slightly, so that most of the black-clothed elder's attacks fell on his armor, and he also instantly bombarded the black-clothed elder with more than a dozen punches.
Just when Jiang Chen and the black-clothed elder launched a bloody confrontation, the results of another battle circle had already been revealed.
After Han Yue froze his Cold Sky Sword, every time the sword body touched the Junior Spirit Master Deacon, there would be a place on the body of the Junior Spirit Master Deacon, which was frozen into ice by the strange cold air emitted from the Cold Sky Sword, and soon, the Deacon of the Junior Spirit Master became a perfect ice sculpture, and it seemed that his body functions were also frozen, standing motionless in place.
Then, I saw the ice sword in Han Yue's hand shake, and with a click, the head of the black-clothed deacon like an ice ball was cut off, but not a trace of blood was splashed, leaving only a headless ice sculpture, standing there alone, under the blowing of the cold wind, it was desolate.
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He also punched dozens of punches with the black-clothed elder, although Jiang Chen had a high-level armor body, but the black-clothed elder's metallic spiritual power was already good at attacking, plus it was a big realm higher than Jiang Chen, more than a dozen small realms, so just the fist power transmitted into Jiang Chen's body through the armor caused Jiang Chen's internal organs to suffer great injuries.
In addition, Jiang Chen's face, arms, shoulders and other places were also taken care of by the black-clothed elder's intensive attacks, which made Jiang Chen even more injured, the spiritual power on his fist had dissipated most of it, and the force hitting the black-clothed elder was getting smaller and smaller.
In the end, the old man in black breathed a sigh of relief again, and blasted more than a dozen punches at Jiang Chen's chest, and then hit him the chin, and then Jiang Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and was knocked out with a thud.
After falling to the ground, Jiang Chen only felt that his whole body was falling apart, and he felt pain even when he moved, and tried to get up several times, but they all failed, and finally vomited blood and lay on the ground weakly.
And after knocking Jiang Chen away, the black-clothed elder also gasped violently, his body was embarrassed, and there were a few scorched black scars, the black robe hung on his body like a beggar's suit, and there were also a few traces of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, obviously, in the previous attack, he also suffered a lot of injuries.
After gasping for a moment, the black-clothed elder sneered, raised his fist again and rushed towards Jiang Chen, who had fallen to the ground and had lost his ability to resist, preparing to deal with it with one blow, and then go to subdue the woman in black.
However, before he could reach Jiang Chen's side, a long sword covered in cold ice stabbed at him fiercely, and it was Han Yue who saw that Jiang Chen was invincible after solving the opponent, and hurriedly supported him.
Feeling the cold and biting chill around the long sword, the black-clothed elder was shocked, and hurriedly flew back a few steps, narrowly avoiding Han Yue's killing sword.
After standing still, he turned slightly to look at the headless ice sculpture in the distance, and after the black-clothed elder secretly cursed, "Useless waste!", his face became completely solemn, because, in the sword that Han Yue killed before, he felt a breath of death.
"Damn, what's wrong with young people now, one is more evil than the other! And these two demons are still touching each other today. ”
Taking advantage of this extremely short time, Jiang Chen stuffed a few pills into his mouth, and after quickly refining the medicinal power, he also slowly stood up, walked in front of Han Yue, looked at Han Yue's pale face, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Turning his head and glancing at the young man beside him, especially when he saw the handsome face covered in blood, he smiled brightly, grabbed Jiang Chen's hand, and said softly, "Today, let's fight side by side......
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