Under the bright moonlight, Jiang Hao and Yunjing confronted each other from afar, and the cold murderous aura almost condensed the air around them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feeling the boundless murderous aura rising from Jiang Hao's body, a trace of solemnity gradually rose in Yunjing's eyes, his right hand pulled around his waist, and a long cyan iron cable chain jumped into his hand.

The chains are all blue, forged from some strange metal, and they are covered with mysterious and complex runes, and at the end of the chains, a short blade is connected to it.

With the infusion of Yunjing's vitality, on the chain, a faint cyan wind rolled and fluttered, and in the wind, the sharp wind blade expanded and contracted, occasionally bursting out, leaving a scratch on the ground. The short blade of the chain head was slightly raised, aiming at Jiang Hao, like a nimble cyan python, dangerous and weird.

"That's the patrol department's unique weapon-the Prison Lock, be careful. ”

A slightly anxious voice came, Jiang Hao didn't need to look back, he also knew that Miss Murong couldn't rest assured of herself, and went and returned.

"It's a woman after all!" Jiang Hao shook his head helplessly, but he couldn't help but feel a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart.

At this moment, Yun Jing sneered, the chain in his hand was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and a faint green shadow swept through the air, slashing down at Jiang Hao.

The chains swept through the air, and under the incomparably silent night sky, there was a sudden sound of gusts of wind howling.

Looking at the chain that almost spanned a distance of more than ten meters, Jiang Hao's pupils shrank, and he exhaled slowly, when the chain reached the top of his head. The body suddenly moved slightly to the left.

The chain with the strength of the wind broke down, and it was split against Jiang Hao's clothes, and finally smashed heavily on the ground, and suddenly the sand and gravel splashed, and a dirt pit suddenly appeared in front of him.

Avoiding Yunjing's blow, Jiang Hao's face was solemn, the soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and his body arched slightly. Immediately, like an arrow off the string, it rushed towards the clouds.

With a distance of just a dozen meters, it was almost in the blink of an eye, but just as Jiang Hao was about to enter the attack range, an incomparably powerful air-breaking energy came from behind him.

His face changed slightly, and Jiang Hao's body suddenly fell, and a cyan shadow appeared. Flying out from behind with his head attached.

The figure pounced forward, Jiang Hao slammed his palm at the ground, and the strong invisible energy bombarded the ground heavily, and suddenly, a counter-thrust. sent Jiang Hao's figure into the air.

In mid-air, the dream spirit in Jiang Hao's hand suddenly waved, and a silver sword qi flashing with a trace of thunder arc had already burst out, bringing a thunderous sound of breaking the air and exploding, slashing towards Yunjing angrily.

Looking faintly at the sword qi that broke through the air, Yun Jing's right hand trembled slightly, and the cyan chain in his hand suddenly turned around, and finally it was like a psychic. Entangled in mid-air into a cyan wall.

"Ding!" The silver sword qi and the cyan wall intersected, and suddenly there was a crisp collision sound, and in an instant, it was shattered inch by inch by the huge anti-shock force, turning into a silver arc and dissipating into the air.

Looking at this lightning-like confrontation in the field, Miss Murong who was sweeping the formation, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in her beautiful eyes, she didn't expect that this guy would have the courage to take the initiative to attack in the face of a strong person at the level of the Jingyuan Realm.

Although the attack didn't achieve much effect, Jiang Hao was not depressed, he knew that if it weren't for the vitality blessed by Miss Murong's secret method in his body, he would have been defeated in that ghost-like chain attack.

The figure in mid-air did not borrow any strength, Jiang Hao's body began to fall rapidly, but when Jiang Hao was only two or three meters above the ground, the cyan chain slammed against the ground, like a poisonous snake standing up, winding towards Jiang Hao.

The dream spirit in Jiang Hao's hand suddenly stabbed at the short blade of the chain head, and above the purple long sword, arcs of electricity continued to swim like silver snakes.

Yun Jing snorted coldly, the wolf claw in his left hand stretched out, the cyan vitality surged, the five fingers and claws waved suddenly, and the five cyan wind blades roared out. It was like five cyan lights and shadows slashing at the long sword in Jiang Hao's hand.

"Qiang—"

There was an incomparably strong force on the wind blade, Jiang Hao only felt that the long sword was as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, his right arm shook suddenly, and the tiger's mouth burst instantly, and the blood stained the hilt red. But with his tenacity, he grabbed the long sword and didn't let go.

It's just that in this way, the sword that Jiang Hao stabbed out no longer has the slightest strength, and the cyan "Prison Sky Lock" easily swept away the ghost of the dream, and turned flexibly, already tightly wrapping Jiang Hao's left arm.

"Let's see what else you're capable of!"

A hint of coldness flashed in Yun Jing's eyes, and his right hand stretched back, already pulling Jiang Hao over, and the five claws of his left hand were opened, bringing up a fierce cyan aura, and grabbed the back of Jiang Hao's head. Although he was full of murder in his heart, he was still very careful, Jiang Hao was locked by his left arm, if he wanted to stab the long sword, he had to turn his body, just such a little kung fu time was enough for him to scratch the back of Jiang Hao's head!

However, just when Yun Jing felt that he was winning, he suddenly felt a chill in his left chest, and a thick bloody breath came, and his whole body suddenly burst into a pan force, and his five fingers touched Jiang Hao's body, but he couldn't use any strength. He looked at the sword in his chest in disbelief, and staggered back a few steps, blood gushing from his chest. Yunjing's eyes were confused for a while, and he fell to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "How can this be?"

Jiang Haohu roared, and his right hand forcefully pulled the ghost of the dream out of his left shoulder. Just now, he stabbed the sword diagonally from his left shoulder, stabbing Yunjing through his body. He was entangled by Yunjing with a prison lock under his strength, and instead he stabbed him. Although this sword did not stab Yunjing's heart, it had already injured his lung lobe, and even if he was lucky enough not to die, he would have to lie in bed for two or three months.

Jiang Hao covered the wound with his left hand, and his body shook slightly, as if he might fall down at any time, but he still insisted on holding the long sword, slowly walked towards Yunjing, and sneered: "Hehe, didn't you say that I was an ant, I didn't expect that you would die at the hands of my mere ant today." ”

Yun Jing, who collapsed to the ground and couldn't move, watched Jiang Hao keep approaching slowly, and a wave of fear unconsciously rose in his heart, but then it was replaced by a thick color of resentment, and he said stiffly: "Ant, in my eyes, you will always be just an ant." ”

"Brother Yunjing, did you catch them?"

Just when Jiang Hao was about to put Yunjing to death, a bewitching voice came.

"It's not good, it's the girl named Yunlin, although this woman's strength is slightly inferior to Yunjing, but I am seriously injured at the moment, with a dark cloud leopard, I am definitely not her opponent. ”

Thinking of this, Jiang Hao forcibly resisted the temptation to kill Yunjing on the spot, and immediately jumped into the air, jumped onto the back of the dark cloud leopard, and leaned weakly on Miss Murong's nephrite warm shoulder.

"Let's go. ”

Miss Murong nodded, and she had already patted the neck of the Dark Cloud Flame Leopard, and the Dark Cloud Flame Leopard let out a low roar, and its huge body was like a gust of wind, carrying Jiang Hao and Miss Murong towards the depths of the Soul Mountain Range without looking back.

And as soon as Jiang Hao and the others left, more than a dozen warriors from the Patrol Division rushed in from outside the woods, looking at the pale cloud scene on the ground, they couldn't help but be shocked, the captain whose strength was in the Jingyuan Realm would be defeated by that young man? This cruel reality in front of them made everyone stunned for a moment.

"Idiot, what are you still doing in a daze? Go chase it, you must kill that kid!" Looking at these dumb subordinates, Yun Jing spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and roared angrily.

"Brother Yunjing, that dark cloud leopard is amazingly fast, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up. It's still important to heal you. Yun Lin looked at the furious Yunjing and said helplessly.

"Then have someone draw a portrait of the boy and issue a warrant for his arrest. Tell all the warriors of the desolate beasts who hunted on the outskirts of the Soul Mountain Range that anyone who can kill that kid will be rewarded with five hundred taels of gold. And a few of you, immediately release the carrier pigeons, and directly transfer some people from the patrol division of nearby Danyang City. In any case, before the medicinal power of the bone-eroding tendon scatter wears off, catch Miss Murong back. Otherwise, we will all die without a place to bury. ”