Chapter 145: Manifestation

Zou Yijian lifted the Wanlin Guixuan Sword and slashed straight towards Chen Jingwu's face, the golden light behind him continued to burst out, and a circle of golden light patterns emanated from the Wanlin Guixuan Sword, and above the blade, there was also a fierce true qi!

Chen Jingwu stood upright, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand reached the tip of the sword in a palm. The powerful true qi swept out, rushed to the palm of his hand, and a thunder dragon instantly wrapped around the sword body of Wanlin Guixuan Sword, and went straight to Zou Yijian!

The speed of the thunder dragon was so fast that Zou Yijian didn't have time to let go of the sword in his hand. The thunder dragon instantly entangled his upper body, and the thunder flashed on Zou Yijian's body, and after the crackling sound, Zou Yijian's robe on the mountain was torn to pieces.

Chen Jingwu didn't give Zou Yijian a chance to react, and pulled out the dust from his back with his backhand, and the dust floated up and slammed it on Zou Yijian's bare back.

"Smack!"

A bright red whip mark suddenly appeared on Zou Yijian's back, and there was even a gray phantom that lit up behind Zou Yijian.

"Hey, Xiaofeng, you see, Master's whip seems to have knocked out Zou Yijian's soul. Zhao Qinglan pulled Zhang An over and whispered.

Zhang An slapped him, "How is it possible, where have you heard that you can beat out other people's souls, do you think this is a mythical story!"

Zou Yijian suffered pain in his back, turned his body in the air, a red light flashed in his eyes, twisted his neck, and said viciously: "Okay! It is worthy of being the first in the human world! There are some things!"

Zou Yijian arched his arms forward, but the momentum behind him increased a few points, faintly having the potential to cross the catastrophe!

"Breaking two great steps in a row?Worship Sword Villa doesn't have such a yin and evil technique, who are you?!" Chen Jingwu looked at the doorway and asked in surprise.

"Hmph, if you only find out now, isn't it too late?" Zou Yijian smiled evilly.

"Boom!"

Feng Jiayu jumped into the air, slapped it with one palm, and the stone path on the Shenjian Pond collapsed, and the water of the Shenjian Pond gradually boiled inexplicably.

Chen Jingwu only felt that his feet were empty, and he subconsciously hugged Yuecang and flew into the air.

"Forget the fool!! Zhao Qinglan wailed, and Zhang An both fell into the sinking sword pool.

The white light flashed under Yue Cang's feet, and the true qi condensed into a raft. Pointing to the boiling Shenjian Pond under his feet, Yue Cang said softly: "Your apprentice has fallen, I am also a seventh-order tribulation, don't be so nervous." ”

Chen Jingwu looked at Shen Jianchi and patted his head regretfully, "Oh no, I forgot!"

Let's say it, Chen Jingwu flew up again and flew towards Shen Jian Chi.

Suddenly, a purple light flashed from the bottom of the Sinking Sword Pool, Zhang An held Zhao Qinglan in one hand, and held the March Thunder in the other, and flew out of the Sinking Sword Pool.

"Thanks, March Ray. Zhang An whispered.

"You're welcome, it's all as it should be. March Lei's voice came to mind in Zhang An's mind.

Zhao Qinglan lay on the raft of Yuecang, spit out a few mouthfuls of pond water, and said weakly: "Master, you are really my own master." ”

Chen Jingwu sneered, "Mistakes, mistakes." Next time, I will save you first. ”

Zhang An shook the water droplets on his body, and said: "Sure enough, there is something strange, this place is too evil, Master, let's go out first, this Wanlin Guixuan Sword, I'm afraid it's not so easy to take." ”

"No, no. Zhao Qinglan raised her hand weakly, "Wan, Wanlin Guixuan Sword is, it's mine and mine, you must get it." ”

Chen Jingwu looked at the tumbling Shen Jian Pond and said, "Xiao Yueyue, I will drag Zou Yijian, can you protect the two of them from escaping from Feng Jiayu's hands?"

"No problem, senior brother. Yue Cang nodded.

"Okay, remember the way to the ancestral hall, after escaping, go straight to the ancestral hall, and I'll go over to find you." ”

After speaking, Chen Jingwu jumped into the air, and the violent thunder true qi instantly burst out from Chen Jingwu's dantian, inserting the dust behind his back, Chen Jingwu's hands were held into a ball, and the violent true qi continued to beat between his palms, Chen Jingwu pulled his hand violently, and the true qi in his palms skyrocketed, becoming a thunder sword with more than one zhang!

"Hmph, playing with a sword in front of me, are you insulting me?" Zou Yijian smiled disdainfully, picked up the sword and slashed at Chen Jingwu again.

Chen Jingwu closed his eyes, felt everything around him with his heart, took a deep breath, raised his hand and raised the giant sword transformed by the thunder true qi in his hand, and waved his hand to slash it downward!

Zou Yijian urged the true qi to the extreme, held the Wanlin Guixuan Sword with both hands, turned around, and raised the sword to meet Chen Jingwu's slashing sword!

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

Chen Jingwu withdrew his true qi into the straight dantian, opened his eyes, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his body stood steadily in the air.

Zou Yijian smashed the sword-casting platform to pieces, fell into the waste and kept coughing up blood, and asked in disbelief: "Ragnarok? Why do you want me to worship the moves of Sword Villa?!"

"Do you worship Sword Villa? At this time, what are you pretending to be? This trick Ragnarok was given by Xinghuai back then, and it is quite suitable for you. Chen Jingwu said lightly.

"I'm not pretending, I'm really Zou Yijian. This dead old man still has such a hand. Do you think that's it?" Zou Yijian shook away the rubble on his body and slowly stood up.

"Come out, little devils. The phantom behind Zou Yijian that was pulled out by Chen Jingwu slowly condensed, although it looked a little unreal, it was indeed a Taoist figure.

"Whew-"

The whistling sound of the wind blowing through the cave continued to sound, and a phantom shadow also came out of Feng Jiayu's body. And there were countless phantoms slowly condensing by the edge of the Shen Sword Pool, blocking the way for Yue Cang and the three of them to escape.

After the figure completely broke away from Zou Yijian's body, Zou Yijian's body was like a deflated ball, slumping to the ground.

The phantom held the Wanlin Guixuan Sword in his hand, and said lightly: "I thought it would be easy to take you down, but I didn't notice that your dust whisk was actually a Tiangang immortal weapon, and I felt a little pain when I drew it on my spirit body." ”

"Spirits, I thought it was a demon, but I came up with a new thing. Hey, what's the matter with this underworld, running to the human world?" Chen Jingwu asked himself as if he were in the human world.

"Ahh

Zhang An put the March Thunder in front of him, and Yue Cang was alone, ready to kill the spirit body that pounced on him at any time.

Feng Jiayu's spirit body also slowly floated into the air, holding a sword in one hand, and actually bowed towards Yue Cang, "Senior Yue Cang, I'm sorry." If you enter the village and see this kind of scene, don't go out. ”

In Zhang An's mind, March Thunder's voice suddenly sounded, "Brother Feng, don't panic, these are all low-level spirits, I, I, I, I am also a Tiangang immortal weapon, these spirits dare not approach you." It's just that the one with the sword is a little difficult to deal with, and now that you have lost all your true qi in the thunder system, you can't fully exert my strength, and it will be a little harder to deal with her, but with the help of this fairy sister by your side, it shouldn't be a big problem. After rushing out, go straight to the ancestral hall and be done!".

"No, how do you know so much!" Zhang An asked, but March Lei didn't respond to him, just slowly stood his sword in front of Zhang An.

Not to mention, March Thunder was protecting him, and the spirits were just wandering around, and none of them dared to approach.