Chapter 180: You Are Not Worthy

Compared with arrogance, it is really the right person, Jiang Yi was already very arrogant ten years ago, at that time, he was still a monk in the foundation building period, and he already dared to fight with Lei Yan Pavilion's thunder, just ask, such courage, this cultivation realm, how many people have.

And now, with such contempt for him, he is still the so-called friend before, no matter how broad-minded he is, it is impossible to pretend to be indifferent.

"You are looking for death, and you look down on us so much, do you know what kind of cultivator I am, and I dare to speak in front of me. "Ouyang Hua is a proud son of the Devil's Sect, one of the four sons of the Devil's Gate, and he is also famous in the cultivation realm, and now, he was asked by a nobody to join forces with two other people to deal with him, such a shame, speaking out, will there still be a place for him in the cultivation realm?

With a grim smile, Jiang Yi set his eyes on the ghosts: "Do you need to shoot together?"

The ghost shook his head and said lightly: "If I make another move, you will definitely not be able to leave this side alive, so I won't do it, but after the matter between you is over, I can't guarantee that I won't make a move." ”

The ghosts are quite honest, let's say that the ghost monks are all insidious and cunning, and the ghost spirit in front of him is not much better than those so-called righteous path alliance monks in the cultivation realm.

"Okay, if you want to fight me, of course I won't mind, then wait until I clean them up and settle the matter between us. ”

Qian Xue, Ling Wei, Ouyang Hua, the strength of the three of them is already good in the cultivation realm, especially Ouyang Hua, who is already a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, and a monk of his level is naturally more conceited.

After hearing Jiang Yi's words, Ouyang Hua's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and then he said loudly: "Don't make a move for the others, this Jiang Yi, I'll come alone." ”

Perhaps he has been completely angered by Jiang Yi's attitude, his face has become iron-blue, and the original calmness seems to have disappeared, just when he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a super momentum suddenly appear around, and he was shocked, and saw a figure flash in front of him quickly.

"Just a monk like you, it's not worth his shot, do you want to fight, then I'll play with you!" Standing in front of him was Liu Mengjie, she had endured this Ouyang Hua for a long time, if she wasn't worried about what Jiang Yi would say, she would have made a move a long time ago and directly attacked the three of them.

Liu Mengjie, who had a special status in the Liulin family at the beginning, was originally an extremely arrogant person, how could she endure the arrogance of Ouyang Hua and Ling Wei in front of her. Thinking about that time, she was only a monk in the foundation building period, and in just ten years, she had already reached the Yuan Infant Stage, if it was passed on to the Liulin family, she would definitely shock this original cultivation faction.

It's a pity that this former member of the Liulin family doesn't want to continue to return to the Liulin family at this moment, which is also a big regret for the Liulin family.

"Arrogance, even you are a little woman, you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, you two are really arrogant. Ouyang Hua roared, and also burst out with a super momentum, the spiritual power around his body continued to be released, and a simple gray long sword was suspended beside him.

The gray light immediately filled the entire sky, and the long sword with a mournful hissing sound, after rotating around Ouyang Hua a few times, it immediately stopped above his head, and the direction of the tip of the sword was the direction of Liu Mengjie.

A coercion unique to the Yuan Infant Stage immediately appeared all around, and the monks present, as long as they did not reach the Yuan Infant Period, all felt that their chests began to feel stuffy, and I have to say that when the Yuan Infant Stage monks were angry, the coercion was really amazing.

Liu Zhize was already frowning, took out an elixir from the space ring, swallowed it in one gulp, and then slowly used his spiritual power and Yuan Shen to carefully resist this coercion. Behind him, those disciples of the Righteous Path Alliance who had cultivated to a lower level already had many monks, and their eyes had begun to bleed from their noses and ears.

Brushing and brushing, a few monks fell from the air at once, most of them because they couldn't stand the coercion.

"Damn, it turns out that he is already in the Yuan Infant Stage, and he has been hiding himself for such a long time to cultivate, but this is just the beginning, Ouyang Hua, you remember, one day, I will surpass you, and then step you under my feet, and let you become a stepping stone for my advancement, you wait, one day, I will kill you!" As soon as Liu Zhize saw such an amazing coercion, he immediately became angry, however, he knew that at this time, he was not Ouyang Hua's opponent, and he originally thought that he and Ouyang Hua were the same cultivation, but he didn't expect that this guy had reached the Yuan Infant Stage at all.

Glaring at Ouyang Hua unwillingly, Liu Zhize turned around and flew away at great speed, he knew that if he stayed, he couldn't compete with Ouyang Hua, so it was better to go back as soon as possible to explain what happened here, so that the sect could make corresponding countermeasures as soon as possible.

Qian Xue and Ling Wei obviously already knew Ouyang Hua's true strength, so there was not much surprise on their faces, but there was already a worry on Qian Xue's originally arrogant face, this expression was very vague, and ordinary people couldn't find it at all, perhaps, she was the only one who knew.

The momentum shown by the gray long sword immediately made Liu Mengjie's heart happy, the magic weapon of the holy product, this is not an ordinary magic weapon, in the cultivation realm, with a superb magic weapon, it is already very good, like this kind of holy magic weapon, it is generally in the sect, the elder or the head of the sect can have.

In the entire cultivation realm, there are only a few dozen magic weapons of holy products, but now it is good, this Ouyang Hua actually holds the magic weapon of holy products, even Jiang Yi saw this scene, he was slightly moved, and he was thinking in his heart, whether to wait for him to seize this long sword.

Aren't you killing people and taking treasures? Don't you allow me to kill people and take treasures?

Although facing the holy magic weapon, Liu Mengjie's eyes did not show the slightest fear, and with a movement of the index finger of her right hand, the spiritual power around her body was immediately released, and correspondingly, a brown-green long sword was also summoned by her.

As soon as this long sword came out, the long sword above Ouyang Hua's head immediately let out a trace of sorrow, and then, it spun rapidly, and finally, it retreated slightly. The holy magic weapon has begun to channel, and there is only one reason why this long sword is doing this, that is, Liu Mengjie's long sword is not lower than his longsword, or even a little higher.

The gray long sword is called Breaking Wind, and the dark green long sword, named Ink Crystal, is indeed much higher in quality than Breaking Wind, and it is also a holy magic weapon, but inside this Ink Crystal, there is a ninth-order desolate beast, Beacon Fire!

Grabbing the broken wind, Ouyang Hua bit his finger, and a drop of blood was immediately injected into the broken wind, and then, the long sword quickly stabilized, and now, he had re-looked at the woman in front of him, although he hadn't fought yet, but a bad premonition had appeared in his mind, and he hadn't had such an uneasy thought for a long time.

Without giving Ouyang Hua much time to think, Mo Jing let out a chirp and crossed a graceful arc in the air, instantly divided into dozens of handfuls, each containing huge power, flying towards Ouyang Hua from all directions.

With a frown and a loud roar, Ouyang Hua immediately had an additional light mask around his body, and the long sword was clenched, and his body spun rapidly in the air.

Bang Bang Bang!

All the long swords were ejected back, Liu Mengjie smiled slightly, and one knot passed the ink crystals that had been merged into one. With a pinch of his left hand, a yellow rune flew out in an instant, clinging to the tip of Mojing's sword. Countless runes immediately emerged from the yellow runes, and a sound similar to a monk's chanting resounded throughout the universe, and in this high sky, it was as if it had arrived at the main hall of the Buddha Gate.

Inside the ears, countless Buddha voices were trembling, and the eardrums rustled. Ouyang Hua, who was spinning rapidly, stopped, looking at this strange rune, the muscles of his face tightened, the long sword changed instantly, and in the blink of an eye, a set of swordsmanship was displayed by him.

A series of actions are like flowing water in the same vein, without any stop.

"I'll see how you can break my set of wind resistance swordsmanship!"

Wind Resisting Swordsmanship, good, very interesting.

Jiang Yi, who was watching from the side, naturally knew that the level of this sword technique, not to mention reaching the spirit level, was considered the heavenly pole, and it was the pinnacle of the sky, and in the cultivation realm, it was rare to find a heavenly sword technique like this.

It's a pity!

Shaking his head slightly, he sighed: "This sword technique is good, but the person who performs it is not very good, obviously, this Ouyang Gongzi has not fully comprehended the essence of this wind control sword technique, if I guess correctly, this wind control sword technique must be with his breaking wind, but this set of sword skills is not half of its true power." ”

"You have taken a fancy to that broken wind, it is indeed a good sword, with your character, when you encounter something you like, you will always keep it for yourself. Qinglong smiled indifferently.

"Are you complimenting me, or are you despising me? No matter what kind of heart you are in, since you have already said so, then if I don't take this breaking wind, wouldn't I be sorry for myself. Smiling slightly, he had already decided what to do later.

"Wind Resisting Sword Technique, I think you're bullshit sword technique. ”

The yellow runes on the ink crystal immediately flew to Liu Mengjie's side with a whoosh, and at this time, the voice of the Buddha became even higher, as if telling a story, as if telling a person's life, the prosperity and decline of a dynasty.

"Wind chimes!"

With a light flick, after dodging a blow, these two words immediately came out of his mouth.

As if she had understood her master's meaning, Mo Jing slashed through the void with a sword, leaving a purple-red strip in the air. The sound of wind chimes entered everyone's ears at this moment, accompanied by the sound of Buddha.

I don't know why, the original Buddha sound is loud enough, but, this crisp and pleasant sound of wind chimes, still very clearly to everyone's ears, the most bizarre thing is that at the beginning, there is a very comfortable feeling, but, gradually, I found that a sense of uneasiness filled my heart, and then, my heart became more and more uneasy, and finally, it turned into a color of fear.

It's like being in hell, the Grim Reaper is always by his side, and if one is not careful, the Grim Reaper will harvest his own life.