Wang Youjun, whose face was covered with purple-black lines, looked at Ji Chongru who suddenly appeared in front of him with a look of astonishment.

How could he be so mysterious? Could it be that he was an innate supernatural power that shrunk into inches? Just now, he was obviously six or seven feet away from him, but now he appeared in front of him in an instant.

Just when he was surprised and uneasy, Ji Chongru's right fist slammed into his face with fiery red and violent spiritual power.

When the fiery red spiritual power touched the purple-black veins on his face, those veins dissolved quickly and visibly with the naked eye like cold ice encountering molten flames.

And Wang Youjun was once again blown away by Ji Chongru's punch, just like in front of the Sigui Building.

Shin Liuping looked at the battle situation here and was indifferent.

"Brother Xin, do you know what's going on with those weird lines on the face of the Right Army of the Kind King?" Zhao Fuqin stepped forward and asked.

Rao Yi is that he has a lot of experience as the head of the Zhao family, but he still can't think of what is going on with the weird purple and black lines on Wang Youjun's face.

"Nether Alchemy. Xin Liuping said lightly, "Brother Zhao doesn't know, it's not surprising, this Netherworld Alchemy Technique is called a forbidden technique along with Mo Yuye's hands. ”

"The former is because the cultivation is to squeeze the pure blood qi in the human body, which is extremely harmful to the cultivator's future cultivation. So it hasn't been seen for many years, and the latter is forbidden to practice simply because of his strong killing power. ”

Zhao Fuqin nodded, and saw the figure not far away, who got up in the billowing smoke and dust.

"I'm afraid that even with this Netherworld Alchemy King's Right Army, he is not Ji Chongru's opponent. Zhao Fuqin said softly.

"I don't know if Brother Fuqin heard those words of Wang Youjun before?" Xin Liuping looked at Zhao Fuqin with a smile, "With my understanding of Ji Chongru, he is usually a person who cherishes words like gold, and he is decisive and ruthless, and he is not inferior to Ji Qiong back then." Now that he had a lot to say to Wang Youjun before he started, Fu Qinzhong knew why?"

Zhao Fuqin's face was incredulous when he heard this, "Could it be that Ji Chong really had murderous intentions against Wang Youjun?"

"But he is not afraid that Wang Yuanshan will come to the door to ask the old man?"

"So far, who else is afraid of his Ji family?" Xin Liuping said sarcastically with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"So I bother Brother Qin, Brother Mandu, and I will resist one or two when Ji Chongru's killing moves appear, and save Wang Youjun. ”

"After that, I'll just leave it to me. ”

Xin Liuping faced Zhao Fuqin, Xu Mandu arched his hand and said with a smile.

Zhao Fu, Qin and Xu Mandu looked at each other and understood what each other meant, and then nodded and agreed.

It seems that Xinliu usually wants to be the one who finishes.

Even if he was knocked to the ground again and again by Ji Chongru, Wang Youjun still got up from the ground over and over again.

The purple-black veins that had been burned by the fiery red spiritual power on Ji Chongru's fist climbed to the corner of his eyes again.

Wang Youjun bent over, his arms were lowered, and blood continued to come out on his forehead, but they were all absorbed by the purple-black veins on his face, and as he absorbed the blood, the purple-black veins became deeper and deeper.

It has a dark sheen on it, which makes people feel extremely strange and disgusted.

"I didn't expect you to practice Nether Alchemy, it's really hopeless. Ji Chongru recognized those purple-black veins, snorted coldly, and said indifferently.

"Ji Ji, Ji Chongru, you can't kill me. Wang Youjun bared his white teeth, grinned, and let out a weird laugh.

The laughter fell on the ears of the Jewel Elite and the Shadow Guard, and they felt their scalps tingle and involuntarily retreated.

Wang Youjun quickly pinched the spirit trick with both hands, and there was black smoke on it, and soon there was a skull-like spirit trick condensed from black weird smoke in his palms.

Wang Youjun looked at the skull in his hand, and with another force in his mouth, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue.

The essence blood on the tip of the tongue fell on the black mist of blood on the skull, and then two red strange lights lit up in the skull's originally empty eye sockets.

"The black mist is red, and the soul is overwhelming. Shen Qingqiu, who was in the distance, laughed coldly, "Using such a forbidden technique in front of the public, even if he is lucky enough not to die, I'm afraid that after this matter is over, he will have to go to Sigui Building to stay for a while." ”

In this matter, he will tell his grandfather truthfully, the Great Elder Shen Yibai.

Zhao Fuqin saw Xin Liuping's eyes squinted, not knowing what he was thinking, but he felt a strong aura of death from that skull.

Ji Chongru's face became even more gloomy after seeing the spiritual trick cast by Wang Youjun.

He also quickly pinched the spiritual technique with both hands, and the spiritual power between his fingers quietly flowed, and his body was full of brilliance, like a god.

Xin Liuping felt that the heavens and the earth were trembling, and he frowned and looked at Ji Chongru, how much reservation did he have?

Wang Youjun saw that it was Ji Chongru who was using his spiritual power to perform the spiritual trick, and he shouted in a low voice, "Go", and the red light in the eyes of the black skull flickered, dragging a long black smoke and flying towards Ji Chongru.

Ji Chongru heard what seemed to be a myriad of grief and pain lingering in his ears, and those miserable cries hit his soul again and again.

He slammed his right foot on the ground, and the speed of his hand increased a few more times.

"Back then, you listened to the master's house, even if the master never admitted it, you were half of his student, but do you know why the master has been looking at you coldly in the Sigui Building for so many years?"

Ji Chongru looked at the completed spirit recipe in his hand, glowing with a golden-red halo, and said lightly.

"The bones of a scholar, the bones of a thousand taels of gold, let you sell them cheaply. ”

Ji Chongru's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his sleeves, the golden-red spirit trick was swept out by him.

The spirit technique named "Qingyun Star Chen Jue" collided with the skull shrouded in black mist.

Here, heaven and earth were instantly divided into two colors, one red and one black, and the sky seemed to be divided into two.

Wang Youjun's five fingers were like hooks, constantly sending spiritual power into the black skull, and the black skull after being infused with spiritual power was full of black light, slowly eroding the golden-red spiritual formula.

"Brother Fu Qin, you and Brother Mandu should prepare, maybe Ji Chongru's killing move is coming. Xin Liuping pulled the red and black sides of the sky in front of him, and his calm face finally fluctuated.

"Does he still have a chance? Now Wang's right army has the upper hand. Zhao Fuqin asked out loud.

Now it is obvious that the side of the black mist has overwhelmed the side of the red sky, and there may be no need to make a move by himself, Ji Chongru has already been defeated.

"Brother Fu Qin, we'd better listen to Brother Liuping. Xu Mandu supported the ancients to get drunk, looking at the sky-high black fog over there, his face showing a solemn look.

"Brother Xin also said that Wang Youjun made the Netherworld Alchemy Technique a technique to squeeze and devour the qi and blood in the body, I think there is no doubt that he will go out of his way and fish and burn the forest to hunt. ”

"Brother Fu Qin also didn't see that the red light Ji Chongru was like that, although he was at a disadvantage, he had no sign of defeat, no matter how strong the black smoke was on Wang Youjun's side, Ji Chongru seemed to be at ease on his side. ”

"I think Ji Chongru hasn't used all his strength yet, and he naturally knows Wang Youjun's fighting style of doing everything he can, so..."

"So now he is forcing Wang Youjun to constantly squeeze the qi and blood in the devoured body, he is planning to cut the flesh with a blunt knife to consume Wang Youjun. Although Zhao Fuqin looked incredulous, he still took the words.

"Ji Chongru, what a ruthless means. Zhao Fuqin said in admiration, it is really not a wise move to let this kind of person stand opposite him.

"Ji Chongru, you must die at my hands today. Wang Youjun's eyes looked at the white-clothed figure on the other side of the light curtain with vicious eyes.

Immediately, another mouthful of blood spat on the skull.

The essence blood turned into a cloud of blood mist and landed on the skull, and dozens of black smoke on it turned into the shape of a human face and collided towards the red light curtain.

The mournful cry makes people in a trance and turbulent.

Ji Zhong was as bright as Huaguang in his body, deaf to him, and pinched another spiritual trick, and there were three streamers circling around his left palm.

"The name of the recipe is the three-star in the sky, and the Qingyunxing Chen recipe is the son-mother recipe. Ji Chong's mellow voice resounded in this world.

"In other words, your Wang Youjun has tried all the qi and blood of his body, but he has only blocked an incomplete spiritual technique that I have cast. Ji Chongru stretched out his index finger, and there were three streamers circling around it.

Immediately, with a flick of his fingers, three streamers of light rushed into the red barrier light curtain.

Originally, the human face that had been transformed by the black fog before roared even more poignantly and sadly after touching the three streamers, spreading across the world.

"Broken. ”

Ji Chongru's lips moved, and he spat out a word lightly.

The three streamers of light were wrapped in majestic spiritual power and slammed into the black smoke barrier.

Immediately above the smoke, three thumb-sized caves were broken, and the three streamers that broke through the fog barrier did not stagnate, and attacked straight towards the Wang Youjun below.

"Right now, two. Xin Liuping suddenly opened his mouth and said urgently.

Xu Mandu, Zhao Fuqin, and the two of them, who had been prepared for a long time, condensed the spiritual power in their palms, and with a reminder from Xin Liuping, the two of them were shaped like bows, shooting away like two arrows.

At the same time, the three streamers had also raided in front of Wang Youjun's face.

Wang Youjun smelled the breath of death for the first time above those three streamers.

The arrogance and fierceness in his eyes were replaced by a deep horror, and he crossed his arms, trying his best to resist the three streamers.

Three streamers, two figures.

"Bang. ”

A loud noise spread in this world again, and Ji Ge, who had already walked to the front yard of Ji's house, looked worried after hearing the loud noise, and his steps sped up a few points.

The sky was full of smoke and dust, and there was silence.

The four people standing from a distance watched as they looked at the shattered barrier in front of them, and Liu Canghai's eyes showed a hint of shock.

"It's just that Yu Wei can shatter this Guangling Mirror, if you are in it, tsk, it shouldn't taste good. Liu Canghai rubbed his hands and said with a smile.

"Dead?" Liu Qingtian guessed.

Xu Lao shook his head, "Although my eyes are dizzy, my heart is like a mirror, the blow just now was enough to make Wang Youjun die, but do you think Xin Liuping will watch it alone?"

"Brother Chongru's last blow should be to let Zhao and Xu join forces to stop it. Shen Qingqiu opened his mouth to explain.

Ji Chongru looked at the dust in front of him, his brows furrowed slightly, he could still feel the breath of Wang Youjun, if it was very weak, even if it was on the verge of death, but there was still a breath left.

Just as he was thinking, a white spiritual power training suddenly crossed in front of him, and that spiritual power training was like a white python that gnawed his sleeve to pieces.

"Ji Chongru, have you forgotten me?" slowly walked out of a figure in the dust that had not yet settled.

"What's the matter? I believe that the lord has finally seen enough of the show?" Ji Chongru said with a smile with his arms around his chest.

At the same time, the silver spear named "Baihua Qianhu" erected in front of the gate of Ji's Mansion was shaking, and the tip of the spear pointed to the letter from afar.