Killing people is too ruthless, so Jiang Li decided to give him some intensity.

Jiang Zhuliu was angry from his heart, and immediately shot out with a vigorous volley, shooting at Jiang Li's head like a sharp arrow.

The blow was like a signal, and the rest of the crowd was going to burst out, but—

That energy fell on Jiang Li's head unhindered, and with just one touch, Jiang Li's head exploded and scattered into a ball of Yuan Qi. In the center of that Yuan Qi, the golden inscription suppressed the starlight, suspended in the air.

Fake?

Jiang Zhuliu's complexion changed.

Although he was provoked, he did not lose his mind, he still kept his mind tight, always beware of Jiang Li, and did not show half of his flaws, but what if the object of vigilance itself was fake?

A flaw that had not been revealed before appeared at this moment.

Jiang Zhuliu never expected that the golden inscription did not fall into practice, but fell on an illusory incarnation, but he was still unaware of it, and he clashed with a phantom body. At this moment, when he found out that the object of vigilance was wrong, coupled with the shock in his heart, Jiang Zhuliu's heart fluctuated, and he finally showed a flaw.

"Do you think I didn't find you?"

A faint voice came into his ears from behind, and the fierce sword qi was born invisibly, straight through Jiang Zhuliu's heart.

"Nurture and return to flow."

Jiang Zhuliu Qi burst out, like a stream of water, the innate Qi formed countless whirlpools around his body, and the sword qi shot into one of the whirlpools, large and small whirlpools resonated, and countless forces were exerted on the sword qi, crushing it into an incorporeal body.

Water and gas are nurtured, the weather returns, and the two Yuan Qi blend together, cleansing and generating vortex.

As the son of the Jiang family, Jiang Zhuliu naturally has to pass on the true essence of "Qi Tomb", which is completely different from Jiang Li's half-way stealing. The hasty move perfectly blocked this attack, but Jiang Zhuliu was not happy.

It's too weak.

The body can be fake, flowing true qi, or it can be fake, this sword qi is real on the outside and void on the inside, it is just a pretense.

"Be careful." Jiang Zhuliu immediately drank loudly.

However, it was too late.

Faster than the voice, faster than the thunder, Jiang Li's real killing momentum has already been shot.

A faint ripple suddenly appeared in front of Gale Gale, and the complicated array flashed, and a pair of palms seemed to poke out of the void, striking at the most seriously injured soft persimmon.

"Quack!"

A pair of wings spread out from behind him, and in the chaotic feathers flying, the wind screamed strangely, and the sound waves merged with the gangfeng, and countless feathers pierced forward like sharp blades.

In an instant, countless feather blades landed on these hands, but they could only make an incessant clanging sound, and at the same time, the invisible field had already taken shape, and the sword light flashed.

"Boom!"

The unparalleled force blasted away the Gangfeng, and the tangible sound waves were masked by stronger sound waves, and extreme violence came immediately.

"Boom!"

Both hands are like striking bells, striking across the arms of the big style, flesh and blood flying, bones split into two, this is difficult to be an arm, it is clearly two sharp swords.

Jiang Li blasted himself out with an invisible field, turning into a humanoid electromagnetic cannon, and his hands were filled with a large circle of sword qi.

Being hit by the golden inscription is fake, but the previous true qi consumption is real, even if Jiang Li decisively recovers from the drug, he will also recover to his full heyday in a moment, and he must exert his full strength for a long time.

Both arms were lost almost instantly, and the wind had a strange face like an old man, and his face was distorted with pain, but he hadn't forgotten to save himself.

The body swelled suddenly, from the size of an ordinary person to a body like a dog with a human face, a fierce beast and bird with huge wings leading the wind, and the sword qi penetrated the body, tearing the flesh and blood, but because of the change in the body, it failed to hurt the vital point, and the sword qi penetrated out from the back of the wind, bringing up two blood springs.

Desperate.

Although the gale was injured and injured, it was showing the joy of escaping at this moment.

He hurriedly shook his wings, brought up the wind, and hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, the assassin's sword arrived.

The dark viper stretched out its fangs again, and the dim sword light once again went straight to Jiang Li's head. At this time, Jiang Li has consumed dramas, if he still puffs up his true qi to block it like before, it will only further aggravate the consumption, even if the assassin does not succeed, it is a good thing.

And, no matter what, Jiang Li couldn't continue to attack the gale.

However, at this moment, the ripples reappeared, and a crimson celestial dog the size of a calf blocked the dark sword light with the pain of being rolled over his body.

"Whew."

Without even having time to think about it for a moment, Xiao Tian hurriedly opened his mouth and swallowed the sword light in one gulp.

And Jiang Li followed him like a shadow, catching up with the strong wind.

The dragon and snake transmuted, and the functions of the body accelerated wildly, catching up with the strong wind with the method of the dragon and snake body, and a clear sword light was growing out of his hand.

"Don't think!"

Yu Shuyan was separated from the air, and wanted to forcibly restrain this sword light, just like before, and at the same time, he turned his palm and pushed it out, and the golden wind and jade dew met again, whistling past, covering the surroundings of the gale.

Whether it is a strong wind or Jiang Li, the color of metal appears on the surface of the body, and Xin Jin enters the body, and the whole body is rapidly golden.

This move does not distinguish between the enemy and me, but it is an excellent helper, the gale is golden, but there is a glimmer of life, and Jiang Li is golden, but he will definitely die.

Then this golden wind and jade dew entered the body, but it was absorbed and used by Jiang Li, and the sword light was covered with a layer of golden light, and the Dayuan sword was not a gold weapon, and the containment of the jade sparse face was completely useless.

The wind is up.

The Gangfeng triggered by the strong wind was dyed with depression and slaughter, and the golden wind came slowly, and the heaven and earth were golden.

Spring and Autumn Sword!

From spring to autumn, from birth to destruction, with the surging leather of heaven and earth into the sword, the golden wind passes, the wind is like a golden statue, stagnant in the air, and the golden sword light is through the body.

Click-

With a soft sound, Gale's stagnant face and body split in two.

"The first one!"

The sword light disappeared in the ripples that reappeared, and under Jiang Li's clothes, dragon scales emerged, resisting another twisting and rolling, the flesh and blood of the body changed, and the bones were making an overwhelmed sound.

The continuous movement in a short period of time has made Jiang Li's physical burden continue to intensify, and he has also performed killing moves before, although it has been unsuccessful, but the pressure on his body and Zhihai is real.

However, the benefits of killing the gales also cleanse the body, and the pure yang air rotates, reducing the pressure.

Gale and Chisel Tooth killed many people, which was already a deep evil, and they attacked and killed King Lu at the beginning, which indirectly led to King Lu mutilating hundreds of thousands of living beings in order to survive, and his death brought great benefits to Jiang Li.

"Gale!"

A sword kills the gale, causing the chisel to roar angrily.

The energy around his body exploded, and the evil qi swept like a wave, and his already huge body became even more majestic.

"Heavenly!" Seeing this, Jiang Zhuliu couldn't help but exclaim.

"Tiandang style" is a secret technique in the Great Zhou army, and those who can learn it are all people who are in the army. Chiseling teeth to show this trick obviously proves that he has a great relationship with the imperial court.

At the same time, it also exposes that this group of people is not working together.

Jiang Xuan's thoughts flashed rapidly, and suddenly appeared in front of the falling corpse of the gale, the innate wind Qi triggered the gangfeng, and the wind caused by the gale was used by him.

The violent Gang Wind formed a spiral, and with the sword light as the tip, it created a sword of Feng Gang, aiming directly at the chisel teeth.

These two demon cultivators are both evil, and killing them is to nourish the war with war, although it will not restore Jiang Li to his full glory, but it can also make up for some of the consumption.

But this time, the other party was not as caught off guard as before.

"Positioning."

Jiang Zhuliu divided his palms into two, one up and down, the Qi of heaven and earth filled the four directions, and the surrounding space was all in perception.

Jiang Li's existence naturally can't escape the induction.

With his heart throbbing, Jiang Li's gaze swept over, and suddenly he visualized the array disk, and the space in front of him was wrinkled, and it was pryed by the circle after circle of array disks.

The third shift!

He discovered Jiang Zhuliu's induction, moved decisively, disappeared into mid-air, and immediately flashed behind the chisel.

The sword of the wind lost its core, and its residual momentum continued unabated, and the terrible wind howl curled straight into the chiseled teeth.

"Kill!"

Chiseled teeth and danced the shield, the fierce breath, the stone shield slapped the Gangfeng, countless gravel collapsed from the shield, vigorously swept, the Gangfeng exploded at the same time, the sharp sword light pierced into the stone armor on the body, tearing the flesh and blood like iron and stone.

"Ten Heavenly Swing Styles."

The aura was full of anger, and the stone armor on his body suddenly shattered, and even the flesh and blood at the middle sword burst open, but it also made the sword light out of the body. Immediately chiseled his teeth and abandoned his shield, turned around, and swept the stone spear, striking back in such a decisive way.

Since it has been exposed, then simply do not hide it, and thoroughly reveal the method of the foundation.

It is said that the "Tiandang style" of the Great Zhou military is derived from Jiang's "Ganqi Dance", which is fierce and fierce, and it is a full killing method, and the fierceness of the chiseling teeth at the moment is completely in line with the meaning of "Tiandang style", and the engulfing evil spirit is like there are countless souls crying, violent and terrifying.

Jiang Zhuliu also immediately noticed the movements of the two with "returning to Tibet", holding his hands round, condensing the congenital eight qi, and becoming a big tripod like Shennong Ding.

One side counterattacked, the other will strike, Jiang Li felt the physical condition after three moves, and the qi in his body was rioting at the same time.

His body stretched and made a sound like a firecracker, and a pair of red horns appeared on his forehead, like a sword halberd, showing a metallic color, and making a clanging sound between the fluttering.

The innate true body, the appearance of Chi You.

A rough stone sword was pulled out of the storage bracer by Jiang Li, and the spear was horizontally framed.

"Boom!"

The sword of the cliff blocked the stone spear, and the carrying Dao Fruit manifested the phantom of the stone tablet, which also gave the stone sword an incomparable weight, Jiang Li held the sword with one hand, and forcibly refined the essence of the essence into true qi with the Dao Fruit ability [Five Qi Chaoyuan], and poured into the stone sword.

"The second."

He let out a long roar, and the big sword was strong with a strong blow, and forcibly opened the stone spear, which was a sword slashing at the chisel.

Chisel teeth gritted his teeth fiercely, not retreating but advancing, his height was too high, much higher than Jiang Li, this advance, is to meet the sword of the cliff with his chest, and hit Jiang Li's head with a whimpering wind whistle.

When the brave meets on the narrow road, this moment is the time to decide life and death.

Two thousand words is too abstract, or three thousand is more suitable.

In the process, I also went to the toilet, pulled a big one, and then it was four o'clock after the yard.

(End of chapter)