Chapter Ninety-Six: The Yama Killer

A best friend who has been playing since childhood suddenly becomes a rival enemy, which is what Feng Jialun does not want to see, but the truth is in front of him.

Shui Dingsheng was acting as Xia Yiri's thug and stopped him at the door of Tiankui's practice room.

This made Feng Jialun feel a little weird, and he was not very comfortable with this situation for a while, but at the same time, a big stone in his heart fell quietly, he and Shui Dingsheng were strangers, and it was only a matter of time before they became enemies, and now all this happened as a matter of course.

When the expected bad result came, it was as if the sword hanging over his head had finally fallen, and he could finally confront this enemy head-on, instead of worrying all the time.

Thinking about it, Feng Jialun glanced at Xia Yiri coldly, leaned out his aura, and spied his strength clearly, a five-star martial artist, I don't know where Xia Yiri got the courage, to challenge himself, a qi refiner who is about to step into the first order of the Nine Palaces.

The gap between a martial artist and a qi refiner is a gap that ordinary people cannot cross, except for those talented cultivators, otherwise no matter which martial artist it is, they would not dare to challenge the qi refiner across the border.

Although Feng Jialun has not yet become a real Qi Refiner, this is not something that Xia Yiri can compare to a five-star martial artist.

Feng Jialun has already left Xia Yiri far behind.

However, just as the thought of Feng Jialun's contempt rose in his heart, his knowledge of the sea, the old man in the yellow robe reminded him loudly: "Boy, don't underestimate any opponent, since he dares to come, he must have something to rely on, and he must be mentally guarded." ”

Arrogance is always a taboo for cultivators, never despise others, be cautious in behaving and doing things, not what you see with your own eyes, not people or things that you kill with your own hands, you must keep a little suspicion, so as not to capsize in the gutter. ”

Also, the aura on the two people in front of you seems to be something wrong, you take a closer look and get ready for battle. ”

Feng Jialun was said by the old man in the yellow robe, naturally he was cautious, quietly operated the aura of the dantian, surrounded his body, and immediately, a little bit of transparent and fine water droplets emitted from his back into the air, under the cover of the white sun, it was impossible to detect without looking carefully.

At the same time that Feng Jialun was preparing for battle, Xia Yiri was not idle, walked in front of Feng Jialun, and sneered: "I haven't seen you for many days, how are you doing lately?"

I heard that your mother seems to have left the Blue Dragon King City, and your father has also joined the array of the Qing family, your Feng family has changed greatly in the past few months, running around, changing the door from time to time, this is not too good, it is easy to lose the trust of others and your own value. ”

Feng Jialun smiled faintly and replied to Xia Yiri: "Naturally, it can't compare to your Xia family, in order to be on the list of the big tree of the Qing family, you are willing to sacrifice your own family, it is also rare to see, I don't know how much trust such a family can get from others?"

Feng Jialun refers to Qingrenshu and Wenmei, looking at Wenmei's face yesterday, he guessed a lot, it should be the Xia family who gave her a lot of pressure, so that she reluctantly wanted to be Mrs. Qing again.

Xia Yiri's face became gloomy, Feng Jialun's words directly touched the taboo in his heart, obviously he felt guilty about Wen Mei, and hated his father's decision, and more importantly, he was powerless to change anything now.

He clenched his fists, his face was hideous, and he couldn't let go for a while, until he saw Feng Jialun and Shui Dingsheng looking at each other coldly, he laughed darkly, and the whole person looked a little ill-intentioned.

Feng Jialun looked at Shui Dingsheng with a cloudy face, and said apologetically: "Brother Ding Sheng, I can't change anything about the death of your uncle Shui Yiwen, I hope you can adjust your state as soon as possible, and the next cultivation requires us to devote ourselves wholeheartedly." ”

Shui Dingsheng snorted coldly, glared at Feng Jialun unkindly, and said coldly: "You said it very lightly, if my uncle kills your father, I don't know if you can still calm down now." ”

As he spoke, Shui Dingsheng's body floated with surging fire attribute aura, and the fire light of seven qi veins emanated from his body, and he actually reached the seven-star martial artist.

A dragon and a tiger were entrenched left and right, he made a gesture to attack, full of anger, and said to Feng Jialun in a very angry tone: "Let me see how strong you are and how big the gap is between us." ”

As soon as the words fell, he leaned out his left hand, and a fire dragon came straight towards Feng Jia Lun's front door, the fierce firelight, the scorching flames, leaving no room for a single blow, wanted to hit Feng Jia Lun.

Seeing this, Feng Jialun also raised his left hand, and the water beads around him instantly gathered, wrapping Shui Dingsheng in it, and the water bell jar.

From the top of his head to the soles of his feet, Shui Dingsheng just formed a water clock, enveloping him, and layers of strong water aura surrounded him, and above his head, there was a three-inch water bead, which was constantly running downward aura, trapping him inside.

Shui Dingsheng's aura was suppressed, the water overcame the fire, and he was trapped by the water clock, and the strength of his body could not be exerted.

This battle ended in such an instant, without any mud and water.

However, at this time, Feng Jialun suddenly sensed that a fierce aura was coming from the surface, and it seemed to be much stronger than himself.

He looked forward and saw that Xia Yiri had taken out a black jade bottle in his hand at some point, and there was a rich black gas around it, making a sneering sound, and it seemed that something terrible had been sealed inside.

He looked at Feng Jialun gloomily and shouted hysterically, "Go to death, see how you can escape the ghost land." ”

What is that? Feng Jialun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, a black bottle rushed towards him in front of him.

Feng Jialun hurriedly returned to his senses, mobilized the aura defense, and intercepted the black jade bottle with a layer of water-attribute aura.

However, the black bottle, spontaneously emitting a cold aura, actually froze Feng Jialun's aura, and the temperature around Feng Jialun's body also decreased instantly, as if he was in the snow.

Bang...... ”

A foot away from Feng Jialun, the black jade bottle suddenly exploded, and inside, a large withered black hand poked out, without a trace of flesh and skin, and the bones also turned black.

Feng Jialun's sea of knowledge, the old man in the yellow robe exclaimed: "Netherworld Ghost Land, Yama Killer, I didn't expect this organization to still exist, and it can also create such a vicious thing to harm people, it's really shocking, they haven't died yet." ”

Be careful, you retreat to the sea of knowledge, and I'll meet it when I go out. ”

After he finished speaking, he rushed out of Feng Jialun's sea of knowledge, and in an instant, he occupied Feng Jialun's body, and then Feng Jialun only felt that his eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already stretched out of the stone platform, the state of the first spirit body.

This made him stunned for a while, the old man in the yellow robe didn't need his consent, he could directly pull him to the stone platform and occupy his body, which he hadn't thought of before.

This made Feng Jialun break out in a cold sweat, if the old man in the yellow robe had bad intentions, he was afraid that he would have died, and the old man in the yellow robe walked in the world with his body.

This kind of seizure is almost like taking away, or it is a situation similar to this, killing the original spirit in the body, and the spirit body of oneself enters the master, and occupies the body of that person.

In an instant, Feng Jialun thought a lot, and he didn't know if his guess was correct, but he was sure of one thing, if the old man in the yellow robe wanted to kill him, it would be easy.

He began to be in awe of the old man and lowered his posture.

In the outside world, Feng Jialun's eyes turned blue and yellow, and the yin and yang eyes operated on their own, and at the same time, a strong aura permeated his body, left and right, one yin and one yang.

On the left hand, the Yang Bagua diagram is dazzlingly white, and on the right hand, the Yin Bagua is black and purple.

The left and right hands merge, the yin and yang gossip diagram.

The infinite Haoran righteousness burst out in an instant, flooding this piece of practice room.

The white fog is hidden, thick but not dispersed, and the situation is unknown for a while.