Chapter 120: The Verge
Jian Yi, who had been paying close attention to the middle-aged man and Lin Zhong, found this scene, and secretly exclaimed in his heart, and his expression changed greatly.
A seal in Lin Zhong's right hand condensed in front of his chest, and then he gently threw it upward.
Roar!
A roar, the sky and the earth moved!
In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and in the sky above, the white mist, like layers of mist in the winter season, swirled above Lin Zhong's head.
In the white mist, the cyan scale armor appeared from time to time.
And in this issue, the posture of the green dragon is even more majestic and emerges.
Thundered!
The posture of the green dragon, scattering the power of Bray!
Yellow light and shadow burst out from the mist, and the power of lightning slashed and slashed directly at Shen Li.
At the same time, the middle-aged man set off again.
"Humph!"
Seeing this scene, Shen Li snorted coldly, his figure moved, and disappeared in front of Jian Yi in an instant, intercepting him.
But Lin Zhong's attack did not stop and continued to advance.
Under the blue light, Jian Yi's face also reflected a piece of cyan.
Despite his best efforts to remain shocked, his hands were still shaking.
Under the figure of this green dragon, his figure was as small as an ant, and his hurried glance eyes, like the lord of all things, stared at him, indifferent and ruthless, as if he were nothing.
"Boy, don't be stunned!"
Lai Qing suddenly appeared in front of Jian Yi, and flicked the index finger of his right hand lightly.
Shenxiao Wood Seal!
In an instant, a light purple shadow flew out of the green sleeves.
It was a crooked wooden stick.
Jujube wood!
However, it is not an ordinary jujube wood.
There are five prints, the wood seal is one, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, made together, comparable to immortal arts.
Stretching out a foot, gently picking, under the shadow, the petite body of the jujube wood changed rapidly, turning into a wooden bird.
Chirp!
The mouth of the wooden bird was slightly open, but it made a chick-like call.
Woohoo!
Just after this chick-like cry, several wood-colored lights and shadows shot out from the mouth of the wooden bird, and slammed into the devouring green dragon.
Roar!
A roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the severe pain caused the green dragon to churn in the clouds that gradually turned cyan.
Lin Zhong's complexion changed, his face turned pale, and then he let out a deep groan, and a drop of essence blood fell into the palm of his hand, quickly drawing a knot in the palm of his hand, and then slapped towards the green dragon violently churning in the cyan mist.
Roar!
An even louder roar seemed to tear the heavens and the earth, and the mouth of the huge blood basin let out a sharp cry, and then formed a strong hurricane momentum, and flew out.
Click!
In the past, the trees on both sides of the street were like being cut down by a giant axe, and they were cracked, and finally collapsed, and under the hurricane, they were divided into several pieces.
The force of the hurricane made Jian Yi's body involuntarily retreat.
At the same time, the people from the Tracking Division came over, and the target was Jian Yi.
The middle-aged man was also stopped by Shen Li not far away, and Lin Zhong was also stopped by the old man in Tsing Yi.
Now, it's their turn to play, as long as they can catch Jian Yi, then the handsome reward in the mouth of that big man will be in hand.
Their eyes were like wolves seeing sheep, but with the help of the hurricane's push, their feet moved rapidly, and several people took a few steps to the left and right, and their eyes were firmly locked on Jian Yi.
Seeing this scene, Jane's face became indifferent again, and her eyes flashed fiercely.
The middle-aged man and Lin Zhong, although he was determined to resist, he also knew the gap.
But you guys, see who's got the harder fist over there!
"Jian Yi, your time of death has come!"
Here, what angered Jian Yi more was the three people who had fought with Jian Yi on the other side of the bridge before.
This time, if he couldn't catch Jian Yi, or kill him, then he couldn't imagine if he would be able to go back alive.
Therefore, his murderous intent was even heavier, and when he looked at Jian Yi's eyes, his murderous aura condensed.
A black shadow flashed, and Meng Feng took the lead.
It was a black chain, shaking violently, like a sinuous snake, agile and unspoken, but the head was extremely sharp, and under the sun, the golden light flashed, piercing the eyes.
The natal weapon, a drop of essence blood sprayed on it, and then the seal was patted.
Click!
The sound of fine gravel rubbing against each other was extremely high-pitched.
But seeing that the chain that was winding and wanted to pierce Jian Yi's chest suddenly stopped, several cold lights flickered on the side, and dozens of cold blades stood upright forward.
At the same time, three willow branches, like dancing maids, fluttered on their sleeves and fell all over the sky.
The prestige of Liujian Villa, the power of Liujian, scatter the world!
The momentum is fighting the sky, and the cold light is attached to the willow sword, which seems to be a weak body, but it is not weaker than ordinary sword magic weapons, or even stronger.
This willow sword was made of willow branches at any time, but its material is not an ordinary willow tree that can be forged, but a sword willow tree that has been cultivated for hundreds of years in Liujian Villa, and its shape is like a sword, so it is called Sword Willow.
"Ruyi stick!"
The Taiyi sword qi in Jian Yi's hand condensed, forming a sword body that seemed to be white but not white, and when he held it in his hand, the faint burning sensation spread to his heart, just like a warm spring covering up, warm.
"Hey, hey!"
With a bang, the wishful stick appeared again, hehe, and his tone was deep and wild.
He couldn't deal with those three old guys, but these guys, even if they dared to find them, it would have been hungry and thirsty for a long time, if it hadn't had a trace of sanity, it would have shot before.
"Senior brothers, pay attention to that log!"
Although this tone became a little lower, Meng Fei could hear it, and his face changed sharply.
This is the immortal weapon that the senior brother Chang Zi who died at the end of the bridge said.
Although he couldn't believe that the log was an immortal artifact, in order to survive, he had to grit his teeth and be sure that it was an immortal artifact, but even if he wasn't sure, it didn't matter.
Those people were stunned for a moment when they heard Meng Feng's exclamation.
And at this moment, the body of the wishful stick quickly expanded, sweeping the past with the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves.
Zizi!
At that end, there was a flash of thunder, and in the past, in the air, there were sparks.
"Look at the fight!"
The wishful stick roared, the body of the divine tree, facing the face, and the light of thunder hit the door directly, without mercy.
Boom!
However, those people reacted quickly, their reactions were the same as one person, although the willow swords in their hands had different lengths and appearances, but at this time, they seemed to have formed a sharp sword.
On the touch, the thunder intent at one end of the divine tree was easily absorbed by the willow sword, and then disappeared.
Still, the sheer force made them retreat several feet before they stopped.
"The willow sword of this Liujian Villa is really domineering!"
Seeing this scene, Meng Feng was also secretly shocked in his heart, these people are the real core of the Tracking Division.
"What's the matter?
Suddenly, a familiar voice came into Meng Feng's ears, and then a white shadow flashed in front of him.
The Nine Swords are mighty, the power of positive pressure, like the qi of the golden yang, sharp, faster and more powerful than the flow of magic weapons.