Chapter Eighty-Four: The Pride of the People

The blazing fireball was the size of a grinding disc, and the wind blade emitted a sharp aura that seemed to be able to cut everything apart.

The rich divine power was intertwined, and the two spells increased sharply, and they arrived in front of Jiang Nan in an instant, and it only took a blink of an eye to swallow him.

"Ants are ants after all, a strong body doesn't mean anything, this is an era of practicing qi, only by cultivating with qi can you become an immortal, and cultivating to be strong is really powerful!"

The young man in white looked at Jiang Nan's robe with burning eyes, revealing a greedy gaze, and said with a sneer.

The huge fluctuation of divine power seemed to be able to seriously injure Li Qingyu in an instant, looking at these powerful spells, Jiang Nan just smiled faintly, slowly raised his arm, pinched his fist with five fingers, and the iron fist directly blasted out.

"Bang!"

A huge wave of qi suddenly swept ten miles from the battle between the fist peak and the fireball wind blade, and the wind blade fireball roared in, and he just threw a punch, and instantly shattered all of them!

"What!"

The young man in white was shocked, and his eyes flashed to an incredible look.

The young man in front of him shattered his spell just by using his flesh fist, and a slight tightness rose in his eyes, he was very confident in his spell, even if the condensation realm strengthened his physical body and took the heavenly treasure that strengthened his physical body, it was impossible not to be injured by himself to the point of not being hurt to the point of a trace.

Unless this hot body is harder than Jinshashi, or he is wearing some very powerful magic robe, and with the formation on the defensive magic weapon, it is very strong, and the basic attack spell he just cast is not enough to hurt him.

These thoughts of the young man in white were fleeting in his mind, and they flashed in an instant, and he immediately attributed Jiang Nan's strength to relying on the defensive robe, but Jiang Nan's own strength was very weak, and he planned to use a thunderbolt blow to instantly break the defense and snatch this powerful robe.

Soon, there was greed in the eyes of the young man in white looking at Jiang Nan.

"You know, the people who underestimated me before ended up dying miserably. ”

Jiang Nan naturally noticed the change in the eyes of the young man in white, although he had a Buddhist personality, he was thoughtful, and in a blink of an eye, he immediately understood the other party's thoughts, but unfortunately, it was not like that.

Jinsand stone is an important material for refining magic weapons, it is very hard, even if it is a first-level refiner, using earth fire to quench, it needs to go through a thousand tempers for a day and a night to melt it, and the spirit weapon and treasure weapon level have this main ingredient.

And he, Jiang Nan, can confidently say that Jinshashi is not as hard as his fist!

"Smoke Demon Break!"

The white-clothed young man snorted softly, and a silver shuttle flew out of his arms, drawing a long silver line, exuding powerful mana fluctuations.

This shuttle is obviously a good spiritual weapon, exuding an astonishing sharp light, and it will definitely not feel good if it is stabbed.

The white-clothed young man pinched out the magic trick in his hand, put his fingers together, and pointed at Jiang Nan, and immediately, this spiritual artifact silver shuttle turned into a silver long line and struck at Jiang Nan.

"Hey, you just want to kill me like this, is it also a mistake to be handsome, God doesn't have long eyes!"

Jiang Nan felt the evil aura of Yinshuo, and suddenly raised the sky to express the grief and indignation in his heart.

When the young man in white saw it, the killing intent in his heart was even stronger, and he couldn't help but curse a sand sculpture in his heart.

The silver light flickered, and the speed of the silver shuttle was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye, and it reached Jiang Nan's eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

He grinned, and the same punch was thrown, and the silver shuttle stopped in front of his fist, and a second later, the silver shuttle was smashed to pieces by the punch and fell to the ground.

"Poof!"

The face of the young man in white instantly became extremely pale, this spiritual weapon has an inseparable connection with him, the spiritual weapon was destroyed, and he was also counterattacked.

"The seniors bypassed me, it's that I don't have long eyes, so I'll give you the fairy talisman. ”

At this time, his eyes flashed several different colors, and there was a frightened expression among them, it was impossible for a person who could smash a spirit weapon level with one punch to rely on a powerful foreign object, and just two attacks, Jiang Nan did not have the slightest leakage of true yuan, which showed that the person in front of him was terrifying!

It is definitely a genius disciple of which sect.

"Then you're welcome, but ......"

Jiang Nan walked over, and the moment his finger touched the immortal talisman, a dagger glowing with a ghost appeared in the hand of the young man in white, stabbing at his heart without hesitation.

"Boom!"

A metal collision sounded, and the dagger, as it had just happened, stopped in front of Jiang Nan's skin, and even his clothes were not punctured.

"Senior, I really don't want to kill you, I'm also forced to do it, beg my predecessor to spare the life of the little dog, please ......"

The young man in white showed panic on his face, and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, his forehead touched the ground, and he was bleeding.

"It's a pity!"

Jiang Nan's fingers condensed a gray light, which did not enter his eyebrows at all.

A hole appeared in the brow of the young man in white, and he was directly hit through his head by this energy, and the signs of life disappeared in an instant.

"It's not as handsome as me, and you want to kill me, it's so young and young!"

Jiang Nan confessed to the Lord with blood, threw the immortal talisman in his hand, and the gray light flickered, and disappeared into this place.

......

Five hundred miles away, a black-robed man stepped on a corpse, lying in a pool of blood.

"The immortal cultivators of this calamity are really weak. ”

The black-robed man smiled strangely, the scarlet strange light in his eyes flickered, and the blood on the ground flew into the air, condensing into a bead of blood, and then, the corpse lying on the ground turned into a dried corpse visible to the naked eye.

The essence of qi and blood was all fused together, and the black-robed man smiled, opened his mouth to say that the blood beads were swallowed into his abdomen, and his tongue licked the remaining blood stains on the side of his mouth, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Why should the donor kill unnecessarily, the sea of bitterness is boundless!"

Behind the tree on the side walked out a monk in a yellow robe, with his hands folded, exuding a pure breath, and looking at the dried corpse on the ground with compassion.

"It's you again! ”

When the black-robed man saw the monk, his eyes showed a look of disgust.

"The donor is really doing a lot of evil, and the poor monk will come to save you. ”

Hua Ming said dignifiedly, looking at the black-robed man with a pair of empty eyes, and with one palm, the golden Buddha light condensed into a big palm and covered him.

This golden Buddha Light Palm seemed to have endless purifying power, which made the black-robed man very uncomfortable.

"Bald donkey, I've been hiding from you because I'm not afraid of you, in that case, if you want to die so much, I'll fulfill you!"

The black-robed man roared, and the endless demonic qi on his body came out of his body, transforming into a magic knife in mid-air, spreading evil qi and slashing towards the Buddha's palm.

The black demonic qi collided with the golden Buddha light, forming two distinct rays of light, intertwining a chaotic aura.

Poof.

Demon Qi and Buddha Light smiled at each other, and the two of them each took half a step back, and no one took advantage of this battle.

"It is the poor monk who underestimates the benefactor and is obsessed, and this kind of demonic energy must be erased. ”

Hua Ming had an extra string of Buddha beads in his hand, blooming with a dazzling Buddha light, as if there were sharp objects in this Buddha light, which could cut off all existence.

This string of Buddhist beads is obviously a spiritual artifact, and it has a good attack power.

"It's really noisy, is it true that you have a spiritual weapon, and Lao Tzu also has it!"

The demonic energy in the black-robed man's hand flickered, and out of thin air, there was an extra big knife, and the demonic patterns on the big knife were entangled, and the demonic energy emitted made the surrounding grass wither and turn yellow, and it was also a high-quality spiritual weapon.

The scarlet light in the black-robed man's eyes kept flickering, and he saw that Hua Ming was indifferent, and with a single slash, countless knives swung out, and the soil rolled everywhere he passed, and the power was amazing, not weaker than Hua Ming's Buddha light.

Rumble!

The demonic qi sword and the light of the Buddha jewel collided together, forming a strong wind that swept in all directions.

Hua Ming's face changed slightly, his throat was sweet, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly the mana in his body was rapidly consumed, and even the Buddha beads in his hand were a little dim, not as shining as before.

"Bald donkey, you died at my hands today!"

The black-robed man gained the upper hand in this confrontation, and immediately poured more of his demonic qi into the spirit weapon long knife, and suddenly burst out with a more powerful power, rolling up a black storm of demonic qi.