Chapter 87: Life hangs by a thread

Ji Yansheng was taken aback when he saw me rushing over.

He naturally guessed that I was going to capture the thief and capture the king first.

He quickly stepped back and shouted, "Stop him, stop him." ”

When the other Zhuyu Warlocks heard Ji Yansheng's shout, they immediately pounced on me, trying to stop me.

But I am bound to win, and their strength is much worse than mine. How can you stop me?

Soon, Ji Yansheng was in front of him.

But at this moment, I felt my legs tighten, and someone actually lay on the ground and hugged my legs.

I looked at the warlock in amazement as I blocked attacks from all sides.

He held my leg like this, of course, so that I could not move freely.

But...... He himself showed his back. If I stab him with a sword, he will surely die.

What is he trying to do?

This man obviously knew that he was going to die, he hugged my leg tightly, gritted his teeth, and trembled and shouted: "Senior Ji, go away, Senior Ji, go quickly......"

I sighed in my heart. Flip the sword upside down and slam it on his head with the hilt.

Bang, this man was knocked unconscious by me.

When I broke free, I realized that the situation had changed.

These warlocks formed a formation and surrounded Ji Yansheng's group.

I rushed inside a few times, they advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, one person blocked, and the two people next to me attacked, and the coordination was so perfect that I had nowhere to start for a while.

This formation is much more clever than the chaotic attack they just had.

I heard Ji Yansheng anxiously say to the people around him, "What now? Now what? ”

Someone whispered something in Ji Yansheng's ear.

He nodded.

When I looked up again, my face was full of confidence.

He snorted coldly and said to me proudly: "Fuyang, I see that you are good, you must have studied hard when you were a child. ”

"I can't help but think of your cultivation, and you and I are in the same vein, and I can't bear to take your life."

"In this way, you leave Lingzhou City and go somewhere else to find your own way to survive, and we can not blame the past."

"As for your medical center, don't open it. Zhu Yu Medical Center, you can't open it. ”

I said coldly: "I still have this medical center." ”

Ji Yansheng laughed and said, "Since you want to kill yourself, we are welcome." Fellow Daoists, let him taste the power of the Five Elements Array. ”

Then, as if rehearsed in advance, the warlocks changed formation, trapping me in the middle.

Many of them were seriously injured, and I was a little skeptical that such a formation would be able to stop people.

However, Ji Yansheng looked confident.

At this time, he stood straight, and a gust of night wind blew, making his clothes flutter, and he was a master of the world.

He put his fingers together, pointed at me and said, "Kill!" ”

As soon as the word killing came out, those warlocks formed a complicated handprint.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the street.

The wind monster screamed, almost piercing people's eardrums.

It rolled up dust and gravel like a yellow dragon that stretched across the sky.

Roar......

It was as if I heard a dragon's groan.

The huge yellow dragon rushed towards me from top to bottom.

Horrified, I stepped back with my sword.

With a bang, a powerful air current slammed into me.

My body was almost pinned to the ground, and for a moment the blood was surging, and I vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Chop!

I took advantage of the situation and raised my sword horizontally, and smeared the blood on the sword.

The sword seemed to turn into red lava.

I clenched my sword tightly, and with all my might, stabbed into the Yellow Dragon.

After a dazzling red light, the yellow dragon was stabbed to pieces.

The wind suddenly stopped, the sand and gravel fell to the ground, and the surroundings were as quiet as deathly.

But this quietness is terrifyingly solemn.

There has always been a sense of death crisis hanging over me.

Ji Yansheng looked at me with a sneer, and he slowly raised a finger and pointed behind me.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from behind him. I raised my sword and blocked behind me.

I only heard the sound of tintin, like the impact of metal, followed by a piercing pain.

I was horrified to find that the wind was like the blade of a sharp weapon, which instantly cut through my clothes, leaving more than a dozen scars on my body.

I stepped back step by step, barely holding on to the vital point.

The blood on my body kept spilling out, sprinkled in the wind.

As the blood flowed more and more, I was surprised to find that there was an invisible knife in the wind, which circled and flew around me, constantly attacking me.

If it weren't for my blood spilled on it, I might never have seen it.

I took a deep breath, let out a loud shout, and slashed at the sword.

The knife was cut in two by me, fell to the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, I was bleeding a lot and was a little out of strength.

I stepped back step by step with my sword, but I felt a little incredulous: what was going on? What the hell is going on?

These warlocks, whose skills are obviously average, are far from my opponents. Why is it so difficult to deal with after forming a formation?

No matter how clever the formation is, it won't be so clever.

There must be a problem, there must be a problem here.

Before I could figure it out, Ji Yansheng took out another piece of yellow paper, which was full of blessing charms.

He threw it casually, and the yellow paper burst into flames.

The yellow paper burst into flames, instantly igniting a house.

The fire borrowed the wind, and the wind helped the fire, and in just a few seconds, half of the sky was instantly red.

The fire was beeping and burning, and from time to time explosions were heard.

The firelight reflected our faces red, and I realized that we were already surrounded by fire, and thick black smoke obscured the sky.

It was as if I was in the legendary hell of karma.

I looked at Ji Yansheng, he still looked calm, he set such a big fire, and he didn't have the slightest psychological burden.

With a sneer on his face, he suddenly formed another handprint.

In an instant, the wind swirled around the fire and rushed towards me.

I was suddenly in the midst of a raging fire, and as far as my eye could see, there was nothing but flames.

I stepped back, but soon there was no way back.

The fire seemed to open its jaws and swallow me in one gulp.

In desperation, I could only sit on the ground, and constantly draw blessings on my body with blood, barely resisting the flames.

Fate hangs by a thread, and the stakes are at stake.

The flames threaten to destroy my blessings at any moment, and turn my burned skin to ashes.

And at this life-and-death juncture, my heart suddenly became empty.

I suddenly realized what this formation was all about.

I've found a way out!