Ji Longcheng stood in the heavy rain, injected himself with three tubes of [Ji Longcheng's secret medicine] in a row, and his physical condition barely recovered to the point of being worthy of a battle.

Neo's trench coat was already in tatters, Ji Longcheng simply took it off and threw it on the ground, naked and strong upper body, the wound on Ji Longcheng's chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, [Ji Longcheng's secret medicine] was made based on his own blood, which could quickly heal his injuries, and he released several palm immortal spells on himself in a row, killing Shi Jian, there was no difficulty.

"Boy! Today is your time of death! Shi Jian's confidence came from nowhere, wielding a lightning thunder fist, and attacked directly.

A flash of lightning thundered, but there was a figure of Ji Longcheng in the same place, only a wooden stake remained, and Ji Longcheng performed a transformation technique.

"Not good!" Shi Jian was shocked, this kid was much more powerful than before, he was not an opponent, but it was too late.

"Desolate bite, poisonous bite, Naluo, sin eternal, punished eternal......" Ji Longcheng punched out, Kusanagi Stream Guwu exerted all his strength, Shi Jian did not have the strength to fight back at all, he was beaten and retreated, every punch of Ji Longcheng could shatter his golden light gossip, and after a few blows, Shi Jian was already seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Although Shi Jian is a second-order, his physical fitness is far from that of Ji Longcheng, and Ji Longcheng has several S-level talent panels, which Shi Jian can't compare.

"Suffer death, old thief Shi Jian!" Ji Longcheng's right hand ignited a flame, which was the starting style of the Great Snake Nagi.

"Orochi!" Ji Longcheng's right hand pushed forward, and a condensed Jun Flame burned towards Shi Jian, and if nothing else, Shi Jian would die.

"Bold and wicked, dare to kill my senior brother!" A yellow-robed Taoist with golden light gossip blocked in front of Ji Longcheng, and the big snake dispersed, and this Taoist person was unscathed.

This person is not tall, but he has a righteous face, a Chinese face, a yellow beard, and thick eyebrows, as if they are connected together.

Ji Longcheng fixed his eyes, isn't this Uncle Ying? Ji Longcheng was dumbfounded, Uncle Ying also appeared, he is still his enemy, who is going to reason with this!

"Demon, you just give up, I can let you go!" Uncle Ying was awe-inspiring with a peachwood sword and pointed at Ji Longcheng.

"Fuck your uncle's demon, Lao Tzu is a human being, are you blind in your eyes?" Ji Longcheng is furious, in a series of movies such as "Mr. Zombie", Uncle Ying is a nightmare for zombies and ghosts. was identified as a demon by Uncle Ying for no reason, and Ji Longcheng was half angry.

"Poor Dao is not blind, you have a demonic aura on your body, and your blood is permeated, you must be a demon!"

"I'm a dragon, not a demon!" Ji Long City is extremely angry, and the gods are very demonic.

"It's dragon energy." Uncle Ying thought about it and sensed it, it was really dragon energy. Ji Longcheng also breathed a sigh of relief, unless he had to, he didn't want to be an enemy of Uncle Ying, a positive character with strong mana and a righteous heart.

"Bold evil dragon, don't retreat quickly, it's not easy for you to practice, but spare your life!" Uncle Ying drank awe-inspiringly.

"That doesn't make sense, Shi Jian, I'll kill!" Ji Longcheng tilted his head, the magatama in his golden pupils spun, he looked at Uncle Ying, if he didn't defeat Uncle Ying, he couldn't kill Shi Jian.

Ji Longcheng slowly pulled out the Huolin Sword, the Huolin Sword was full of evil intent, the firelight slowly flowed on the blood-red blade, and the golden pupils of Ji Longcheng complemented each other, and the rain fell on the sturdy upper body of Ji Longcheng, which was evaporated into a thin mist by the high temperature.

"Sure enough, it's a demon, this sword is so evil!" Uncle Ying is like a great enemy.

"Emperor of the Spirits!" Uncle Ying felt that his mana was stagnant.

"This is Long Wei?" Uncle Ying was dumbfounded. Ordinary dragons, dragons can't release dragon power, only dragons with higher bloodline levels can release dragon power.

"I advise Uncle Ying, don't persuade others to be kind unless they suffer!" Ji Longcheng disappeared in an instant, and slashed at the golden light gossip of Uncle Jiu's body.

Uncle Ying's golden light gossip is much stronger than Shi Jian, and his mana is much stronger than Shi's, in the original book, he and Shi Jian's strength is half a pound or two, but Ji Longcheng feels that he is at least two levels stronger than Shi!

He thought of a possibility, the power of popularity and faith, the more famous the original characters in the previous life came to this life, the stronger the strength! Otherwise, any novel written by a third-rate writer can come out of a bunch of great powers, which is very unscientific, although it is not scientific now.

"Demon Slayer Talisman!"

"Soul Shake Talisman!"

"Flame Talisman!"

Uncle Ying's fighting style is based on Fu Seal, supplemented by King Kong Bagua and Peach Wood Swordsmanship, he stepped on the seven stars, his posture was sensitive, and Ji Longcheng felt very difficult.

In the drizzle, Ji Longcheng's figure flickered, the three body techniques of the fire shadow were used alternately, Uncle Ying could only see the sword light flashing, every sword slashed, there was a strong way, Uncle Nine was difficult to support alone, bang, Uncle Ying's natal spell golden light gossip was broken.

"Across the Quartet!" Ji Longcheng held the Huolin Sword horizontally and used the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, and there were four variations of the sword across the four directions, and before Uncle Ying could react, he was pointed at the throat by the Huolin Sword.

"You're a good man, I'm not going to kill you! Uncle Jiu, I can call you that, Lin Jiu! Ji Longcheng said coldly, Uncle Nine smiled bitterly, he was defeated, he was not good at fighting people, let alone hand-to-hand combat.

"You'd better inquire, what dirty and dirty things this Shi Jian and Chen Xinhua have done, you can teach me a lesson again!" Ji Longcheng kicked Uncle Nine away and approached Shi Jian, this time, no one could keep Shi Jian.

"Heaven and earth are tarnished!" A cold female voice came, extremely good, and the whole world turned gray, only Ji Long City was not affected.

Master Xiaomeng held the famous sword Qiu Li, stepped on green high heels, long legs and light steps, and walked over gracefully, her eyes were painted with a faint eye shadow, her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was fair, her face was convex and backward, and her breasts were half exposed. But are you sure about the mystery? During the Warring States period, the Taoist masters would dress like a meat seller?

"Are you going to stop me too?" Ji Longcheng and Xiaomeng were talking, and slashed at Shi Jian with a sword, but they were blocked by Uncle Nine with a peachwood sword, Ji Longcheng glanced at Uncle Jiu, Uncle Nine was embarrassed to look over, others surrounded him and he jumped out with a dead face, too shameless.

"Chen Xinhua is kind to me, I have to repay it, this battle, no matter what the result is, I will end up with him." Xiaomeng Sakura's lips twitched.

"Neurotic!" Ji Longcheng didn't speculate when he saw the words, and he didn't bother to say any more, this Xiaomeng master was a neurotic coercion in the original book, which was extremely abnormal.

Xiaomeng disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Ji Longcheng knew that it was the supreme exercise of the Taoist Heavenly Sect, "Harmony with Light and Dust". With the light and dust, the supreme heart of Taoism in "Qin Shi Mingyue", and its light, with its dust, is similar to or exists, can turn into dust, hidden in the invisible (with the effect of stealth, can shield all its own breath), and can also achieve the effect of short-distance displacement and transposition through the blessing of this mental method.

The magatama in Ji Longcheng's eyes spun quickly, touched Xiaomeng's shadow, and blocked Qiu Li with the Huolin Sword, in terms of swordsmanship, there is no stronger one in the Qin Shi world than the Sword of Vertical and Horizontal.

Ji Longcheng also performed the three-body technique, using the way of others, and also governing the body of others, and started a big battle with Xiaomeng. The two are not equal in swordsmanship, but Ji Longcheng's strength and speed far surpass Xiaomeng, and he fought with a serious injury, and he fought with Xiaomeng.

Uncle Jiu, who is not interesting, has been assisting Xiaomeng by the side, throwing talisman seals for a while, throwing palm thunder for a while, and sprinkling black dog blood boy urine for a while, Ji Longcheng was tired of it.

"Across the Quartet!" Ji Longcheng blocked Xiaomeng's sword move Lechuan Qiushui with a sword.

"Uncle Jiu, if you are so shameless, I will not be polite, I am not a demon, I think you should know very well!" Ji Longcheng saw that Uncle Jiu was about to sprinkle the boy's urine again, so he turned his head and yelled at him with a black face.

"Even so, I can't let you kill my senior brother, Maoshan is a brother, I must not see death without helping, even if my senior brother is at fault, he should be dealt with according to the rules of Maoshan Gate, how can he die at the hands of outsiders." Uncle Nine stubbornly explained, he knew that Ji Longcheng had no killing intent towards him, but he couldn't let Ji Longcheng slaughter Shi Jian in front of him.

Just as Ji Long City was about to magnify the move, a black shadow with flames burning all over his body rushed out of the ground and rushed towards the darkness, it was the painful Blood Ancestor who was burned by Jun Yan.

A dragon roar sounded between heaven and earth, and a golden dragon followed the blood ancestor, the golden dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, as fast as lightning, and accurately hit the blood ancestor in the air, nailing it to the building next to it, the golden light dissipated, revealing the blood-red blade, and the blood ancestor was just about to say something, but it was blown into ashes by the Jun Flame that erupted on the Huolin Sword.

Ji Longcheng gasped hard, his raised right hand trembled slightly, he had just used the highest mastery of vertical swordsmanship in the "Sword of Verticality", a blade cut his throat, a hundred steps flying sword, and successfully killed the Blood Ancestor, no matter what, he couldn't let the Blood Ancestor get away this time.

"You see, this Chen Xinhua and Shi Jian are in cahoots with the bloodthirsty monster Blood Ancestor, killing hundreds of thousands of people, and it is not a pity to die." Ji Longcheng vomited blood from his mouth and half-knelt on the ground, trying not to let himself fall.

"It's... This..."Uncle Nine was speechless and speechless. And Xiaomeng was even more simply, kicking his high heels, twisting his ass and walking away. Ji Longcheng actually wants to complain, you take off those high heels, the speed can be at least thirty percent faster, okay, wear high heels and cut me, Xiaomeng, aren't you tired?

"No matter what, you can't kill my senior brother." Uncle Jiu is a tendon and admits death. It's a pity that it's too late, Ji Longcheng took advantage of his inattention, and he had already rubbed a ground wave to burn Shi Jian to ashes, the ground wave in KOF was not very powerful, but it was extremely hidden, and what Uncle Nine protected behind him was just a pile of Shi Jian's ashes. Ji Longcheng glanced at Uncle Nine deeply, turned around and left.

Waiting for Ji Longcheng to turn around and leave, Uncle Nine turned around, but where is there any figure of Shi Jian, only the ashes scattered on the ground, Uncle Nine sighed, and collected the ashes for Shi Jian, what can he say, his senior brother will kill himself if he does many injustices, as a descendant of Maoshan but does not cultivate Yin virtue, sooner or later there will be such a day.

Ji Longcheng walked in the drizzle, his figure was lonely and sad, all this was over, but why didn't he have a trace of happiness in his heart, only sadness, Qin Zhaojun didn't die, wasn't it a thing that made him happy and inspired......