Chapter 13: I May Have Made a Fake Friend

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The familiar immature voice reached Jian Yi's ears.

Jian Yi's face tightened, and he saw the green strip wrapped in the divine tree flying towards him, and that voice was the same voice that had been in Wanfu Mountain.

Sure enough, it was.

But how did it end up here? And it sounded a little tired.

But now is not the time to think about this problem, and we will deal with these people first.

The Nine Palaces of Lingdaozi was destroyed, and together with the soul, he suffered a lot of trauma, and he couldn't contribute at this time.

Jian Yi didn't have time to think about it, the true qi in the dantian was like a spring, bursting out, sweeping through the acupoints of the whole body.

The five of them were the same person, with the sword on their bodies, and their expressions were solemn.

The shadow of the sword fluctuated, dissolving into a thousand momentum, forming a streamer of light, which attacked directly.

Jane's body turned, and at the same time, his hands were folded, becoming a monk and a Buddha.

In an instant, just like the old monk of the temple, an extraordinary aura emanated from Jian Yi's body, as if it was a Buddha statue.

The eyes are spread, like a vast galaxy, bright and charming.

At this time, the Divine Tree and the Spiritual Qi Tree had already come behind Jian Yi.

The sword light followed like a shadow, and there was no trace.

The sound of the Buddha is clear, and the swastika is revealed!

Time seemed to stand still in an instant, and the heavens and the earth seemed to stop breathing.

Jian Yi's hands were spread out again, his body turned a few times, and his palms were slightly patted out, and there was no trace.

The swordsmanship of the five people is not very superb, but it condenses together, forming an indomitable sword momentum,

The sword is like a mountain, and at noon, it seems to descend a shadow and overshadow the light.

Jian Yi's expression was as usual, not in a hurry or slow, his body was circulating, and his palm prints were slowly patted.

The sound of Buddha irrigated, the shadow of the sword suddenly appeared, five swords, five people, stagnant.

Vacuum, vacuum, everything is broken!

The sword momentum has been weakened, and the phantom of an ancient temple is all-encompassing.

Jian Yi stood quietly and calmly, looking coldly, and the illusion of a Buddha statue in his eyes.

"Yun family rats, why are you hiding. Jane's mouth moved slightly, and her voice was flat.

Ling Daozi stood aside, his mind blank.

"Who is he?"

The voice is small, as if whispering something.

"He's the guy I told you before. ”

The voice was still small, but it was smug in tone.

But seeing Shenmu standing behind Jian Yi, the green stripe also left Shenmu's body and stood upright on the ground.

All things are equal, the baptism of time, the competition for brilliance, and the endless years can give birth to wisdom and wisdom.

The aura tree has had spiritual wisdom since its birth, but it was only temporarily sealed, so when it gave birth to seedlings in Wanfu Mountain, the seal was broken.

The Divine Tree is still the Thunder Spirit Divine Tree, but the Thunder Spirit Thing, the Qilin, has long been devoured by the Spiritual Qi Tree.

This sacred tree was infused with a new soul, or a remnant soul.

Jian Yi's attention was not on them at all, so he didn't hear them talking.

The power of the swordsman lies in the sword, without the sword, they think that the seabird has lost its wings and its momentum plummets.

The big snake should be seven inches, so Jian Yi didn't wait.

In an instant, Jane's figure moved, like a cannonball, leaving a streamer of light, shuttling between the five swordsmen.

Ahem......

The bodies of the five swordsmen who had been frozen before were unraveled in an instant, and at the same time, the blood light flowed out of itself, instantly staining the ground red.

The wound is in two places, one on the neck and one on the abdomen.

The blood is flowing everywhere, and the wound is deep, and it is a little different.

Jian Yi returned to his original position again, his face revealing a hint of paleness.

Stand silently, as if nothing had happened.

The five swordsmen were stubborn, and with their last strength, they committed suicide.

"What's the matter, the rats of the Yun family, don't you dare to come out?" Jian Yi closed his eyes and felt with his heart.

Sometimes it is not that the greater the strength, the more powerful it is, but that the strength of a point must be exerted to the effect of a point.

At this time, the advantages of the strong soul are manifested.

Jian Yi can grasp the advance and retreat of the force very accurately, and at the same time, he can basically control the subtle use of true qi.

Although the "Purple Star" exercise is domineering, it is at a low level at this time, and it takes a certain amount of time to absorb the aura and transform it into its own true qi.

The master's moves, the difference is a millimeter, and it is often a collision between eyes, or a duel of life and death.

The blood waded by, the sun sprinkled, and the reflection was bright red like plums.

The five corpses lay upright on the ground, smashing the grass and startling the birds perched on the branches.

Ling Daozi's heart was extremely shocked, and he asked if he was a swordsman who had the same five movements, shaped as one, and produced a sword momentum, he might also be sheng, but it would not be so simple.

However, Jian Yi obviously only performed one move, and the shadow of the sword wielded by the five people suddenly appeared, and then like a ghost, it shuttled between the five people and took the lives of the five people.

If it's arrogant, I don't know if you can do this?

In fact, not only Ling Daozi's heart was shocked, but the aura tree behind Jian was also shocked.

"He's a lot better than before. "A branch, dotted with green leaves, shaking its head.

"Is it better than me?" said another voice.

"Hehe, of course it's my stick brother. "Immature, but a little playful and flattering.

Dangdang.

Yuanjie Shenmu shook his body and said, "Please call me, Ru-Yi-stick!"

Word by word, very serious explanation.

The green bar twitched, swaying from side to side as if laughing maniacally.

"Isn't that still a stick?"

"I ...... I'm getting bigger. Ruyi said tremblingly.

"Ah-no, Brother Stick, phew, no, Ruyi Stick, Brother Ruyi, don't be impulsive. The green bar bent over continuously, as if apologizing.

"Hmph! Remember, you'll call me Brother Ruyi in the future. Ruyi Stick snorted a little.

“............”

The aura tree felt that he might have made a fake friend, and he was obviously obedient to his words last month, starting from the first two days...... Hey, two days ago, it was a big deal.

Jane was united in her mind and went to find the stranger's breath, but after all, the realm was too low to sense too far, and the other party was quite alert and hidden.

"There's a good thing or a bad thing, which one do you listen to first?" the voice of the aura tree sounded again.

As soon as Jian opened his eyes, he looked at the Lingdaozi next to him, and he didn't seem to hear the conversation between them, and he was still recuperating.

Frowning, Jian Yi spoke: "Let's talk about bad things first." ”

"Brother Ruyi pierced the demon cave in Dongli Mountain with a stick. "The aura tree is very crisp, and he betrays the wishful stick very calmly.

"Wait, Brother Ruyi?" Jian was stunned, "Who is he?"

Then, the green stripe spun around and stretched forward, pointing at the log.

"Thunder Spirit Divine Tree?" Jane's eyes froze, and Shenmu actually shook his body twice, as if greeting.

"What's going on?" asked Jian Yi.

"Brother Ruyi pierced the demon cave in Dongli Mountain with a stick. The aura tree repeated again.

"You mean, it's a stick?" Jian Yi looked at Shenmu's body, a stick, less than half a foot, can destroy Dongli Mountain...... No, the Demon Cave of Higashiriyama!

In an instant, Jane's face changed suddenly.

No wonder, just now, there was a sudden gust of wind, and some enchanting ghosts used psychic magic to make them almost fall into a maze.

In the middle of summer, it suddenly became cold, and the geese flew south in flocks.

"What about the good thing?" Jian Yi's tone was still flat, but her heart was already anxious.

"They...... They went in that direction. The voice of the aura tree was a little discouraged, as if a child had done something wrong.

“............”

Jian Yi looked in the direction pointed by the aura tree.

A faint black mist shrouded it, like the black gas of hell, and a breath of oppression could be felt from afar.

Oops! Jane screamed in the dark, the direction in which the black air swept away was the direction of the old winery.