Chapter Eighty-Four: The Phantom of the Mist
The three figures that attacked secretly appeared in front of him, and opened Xia's eyes with difficulty, and what caught his eyes were three familiar and smug faces, which were Tong Zheng, Wang Zhao and Lin Chi of the Yuncheng faction.
"Hey, hey, stinky boy, what if you can fly? Lin Chi had a strange smile on his face, but he didn't know that when he was planted in Jiang Xia's hands not long ago, he was so scared that he even urinated out.
Jiang Xia frowned, and squinted at the other party coldly, "Hmph, who should I be, it's just a defeated subordinate, I don't dare to confront me head-on, but I secretly attacked, your Cloud City faction is really bright." ”
"You?" Lin Chi was speechless, and scolded viciously: "Stinky boy, you still dare to be hard-mouthed, I want you to live rather than die." ”
Jiang Xia didn't pay attention to the other party, but turned his gaze to Tong Zheng, who had not spoken, the latter's eyebrows were full of mockery, and the corners of his mouth rose a hideous, "Jiang Xia, this cloud-piercing arrow tastes good, right? In order to deal with you, I lost such a treasure." Soon your internal organs will be corrupted by its venom, hahahaha. ”
Jiang Xia's face changed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Do you want me to die so much?"
"Hehe, what do you say?" Tong Zheng became more and more proud, and then turned into a strong greed, "As long as you die, the Demon Spirit Lyre and Spirit-level martial arts will be ours." ”
Wang Zhao and Lin Chi's eyes were also full of fanaticism. At that time, when Tong Zheng planned to kill Jiang Xia, the two felt that something was wrong, but Tong Zheng tempted him with the spirit-level martial arts on Jiang Xia's body, and the two directly agreed. So after leaving the Fengyang Sect, the three of them parted ways with Ling Lin and the others under the pretext that something was wrong, in order to kill Jiang Xia halfway and seize the treasure martial arts.
Lin Chi's eyes were gone, he leaned down and stared at Jiang Xia playfully, "Hehe, stinky boy, hand over the things obediently! We may consider leaving you a whole corpse and burying you thickly, hahahaha." ”
The three of them all looked up to the sky and laughed, at this moment, Jiang Xia who was lying on the ground on his side smiled, his clear eyes gushed out with cold killing intent, and Lin Chi, who was closest to him, was shocked, and when he was puzzled, he saw that the long arrow that Xia suddenly grabbed from his chest turned into a streamer.
Lin Chi's pupils shrank tightly, and then slowly spread, a sharp pain came from his throat, and the smile on his face had already turned into fear. Tong Zheng and Wang Zhao's laughter stopped abruptly, and their eyes almost fell out of their sockets, only to see that the long arrow that was originally inserted in Jiang Xia's chest was piercing Lin Chi's throat at this time.
The latter's lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't make the slightest sound, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground without breath.
Under the panicked gaze of Tong Zheng and the others, Jiang Xia began to stand up slowly, his delicate face was full of murderous intent, the pain that had been revealed before was gone, and there was a small hole in the shirt on his chest, and a trace of blood was faintly visible.
"You, how could you?" Tong Zheng was shocked, and his heart welled up with great unease, knowing that the Cloud Piercing Arrow was also a good treasure, even if he didn't seriously injure Jiang Xia, but the venom on it could kill him.
A blue light surged out of Xia Xia's body, and a clear smell of water filled his nostrils, "Hehe, surprised why I wasn't poisoned?"
"Hmph, your tone is too big, how can a seventh-level martial artist take care of the two of us?" Tong Zheng suppressed the restlessness in his heart and glanced at Wang Zhao, who understood, and then put on a formation.
When it comes to frontal combat, Tong Zheng is not afraid of Jiang Xia, there is still a gap between a ninth-level martial artist and a seventh-level martial artist. The reason why the three of them chose to sneak attack just now was to ensure that nothing went wrong, but they didn't expect that under carelessness, Lin Chi would lose his life.
Tong Zheng and Wang Zhao both burst out with the powerful momentum of high-level martial artists, and their faces showed a ruthless look.
"Jiang Xia, you just accept your fate! How can you, a seventh-level martial artist, defeat the two of us. ”
"Oh, is it?" raised Xia Jun's eyebrows, and then the blue light outside his body flourished, and then floated in the air, overflowing with light, and the blue water stains transformed into a trace of white gas. Immediately after that, a surrounding area turned out to be foggy, and in the blink of an eye, it became a white world.
Tong Zheng's faces changed drastically, and their hearts were shocked, gradually blurring Xia's figure, and finally it seemed to be blended into the white mist.
"It's the misty phantom! It's the strongest spirit-level martial art of the Cloud Xuanmen. Wang Zhao blurted out, his voice full of horror.
"What nonsense are you talking about?, how could he be a misty phantom?" Tong Zheng has lost his previous calmness, and the gray white mist hides killing intentions everywhere, except for the caster who is not affected, everyone inside will feel panic.
Tong Zheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Will, Jiang Xia, don't do this kind of trick for me." ”
"Hey, hey, hey!" playful laughter seemed to come from all directions, and it seemed to be hiding in every white mist. Next, something even more incredible happened, the white mist surged for a while, forming white figures, and more than a dozen shape-like figures surrounded Tong Zheng and Wang Zhao in the middle, holding sharp blades formed by the white mist in their hands.
"What to do? We're trapped. Wang Zhao was so anxious that he was dying.
Tong Zheng was already upset, and when he urged him like this, he was even more annoyed, and shouted angrily: "What are you panicking about? These are just tricks, let's rush out together." ”
Wang Zhao nodded, and a black light gushed out from both of them, and the strength of their whole bodies gathered at one point, and each selected a white figure and blasted towards each other with all his strength.
"Bang!"
The two white shadows were scattered, and before the two of them were ready to break out, the speed of the dispersed white mist returned to two figures in the blink of an eye. Tong Zheng and Wang Zhao were shocked, gritted their teeth, Suo didn't do anything, the fierce force continued to blast out, and after the white figures were destroyed, they were immediately formed, endlessly, and the two of them were shocked by cold sweat.
"Senior brother, I can't go on like this, I've heard Master say that there is a murderous intent hidden in the misty phantom, and that kid must be hiding behind a white shadow. Wang Zhao's face was full of anxiety, he thought that Jiang Xia would be a seventh-level martial artist, even if he knew one or two spirit-level martial arts, but under the siege of himself and others, he would definitely have no chance of winning, but what he never expected, now his side has become a crisis.
Tong Zheng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The force consumed by the misty phantom is absolutely huge, if we hold on for a while, that kid will definitely not be able to support it." ”
Wang Zhao thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt reasonable, and just as he was about to nod and answer, the white figure on the left suddenly stretched out his arm, and a cold cold light flashed. "Huh!" A sharp pain came from his neck, and red blood splattered on Tong Zheng's body, and the expression on Wang Zhao's face instantly froze, fluttering, and he fell to the ground and stopped moving after pulling out a few times.
"Wang Zhao, Wang Zhao. Tong Zheng's face turned pale, and he slammed the white shadow that launched the attack with a palm, but it still hit the mist. The warm blood was on his face, but the back was cold. The calf lightly touched Wang Zhao on the ground, and the latter did not react, and had already turned into a silent corpse.
After the general Xia and Wang Zhao in the white shadow were killed, they did not immediately attack Tong Zheng, immersed in the surrounding fog, "Hey, hey, hey. Playful laughter came from all directions, "Tong Zheng, in my misty phantom, I am the sky, I am everything, you can't find me." ”
"You?" Tong Zheng's eyes finally showed a trace of panic, feeling that every white shadow hid Jiang Xia, which was obviously formed by the fog, but he always had this illusion, like being stared at all the time.
"Hey, hey, Tongzheng, aren't you trying to kill me?"
Jiang Xia's laughter was like a spell, filling all the space, coupled with the gray environment, Tong Zheng felt that he was about to collapse, not to mention the depression, but also to watch out for the fatal respect that flashed at any time. Lin Chi is dead, Wang Zhao is also dead, and the next thing is his turn.
"No, no, it must not work, you can't kill me. Tong Zheng shouted hysterically, and a rich and dazzling black light burst out all over his body, and the white fog around him was suddenly shaken away, and then with a wave of his arms, the fog in front of him was split into a gap, and Tong Zheng was overjoyed, "Haha, you can't trap me." Then he moved and hurriedly fled towards the periphery.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Tongzheng, watch out for you. ”
"What?" Tong Zheng's face changed drastically, and when he looked back, a white figure rushed quickly, and a faint smile could be seen on that gray face.
Tong Zheng hated his teeth, slapped his palm, and the fierce force roared into the white shadow, "Give me death." ”
"Boom!" I have to say that the strength of the ninth-level martial artist is indeed strong, and with one blow with all his strength, the white shadow was torn apart and turned into endless mist. Rao is like this, Tong Zheng is not only not happy, but even more frightened, the white shadow he hit is not the entity of Jiang Xia.
"Hehe, Senior Brother Tongzheng, it is estimated that you are the one who died. The strange laughter like an evil spirit was conveyed in Tong Zheng's ears, the cold light flashed, the air was restless, and the layers of white mist accelerated and surged, and two blue water dragons rushed out of the body of a white shadow, attacking Tong Zheng's chest and back one after the other.
"Boom!"
The blue water stains mixed with the white mist spread out, and Tong Zheng, who was already emaciated, took such a move, and the sharp pain came from the front and back, "Poof!" The red blood was so dazzling.
At the same time, another white mist figure also moved, and four extremely delicate petals burst out like streamers, and the black defense on Tong Zheng's surface was directly broken, and all four petals pierced into the opponent's chest without exception.
Blood sprayed out, Tong Zheng's body trembled heavily, and his legs were paralyzed, "Poof." He fell to his knees, a trail of blood falling from the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face was as pale as ashes.