He Qi used all his strength to use the art of wind escape, and a flash was a hundred feet away.

"Death", Murong Jiu chased him out at a gallop, if he was replaced by another fugue monk, he might have been caught up by Murong Jiu a long time ago.

Not far ahead is the Jasper Stream, and the goal of He Qi is this rushing river.

Although Baichuan Guihailu is profound and mysterious, he must still only be a mid-stage cultivator, and there is a big difference between him and Murong Jiu, and He Qi has to take advantage of this geographical advantage to be sure to fight with Murong Jiu.

Murong Jiu's arm shook when he flew away, and a strange wind erupted from his palm, striking He Qi's back from afar.

It turned out that He Qi suddenly floated faster like a paper man, with the momentum of his palm.

Faced with this strange secret technique, Murong Jiu took a deep breath and shouted, "Take me another blow slap!" As the shouts fell, a strong hurricane split into the sky.

This palm slapped a little cold sweat on Murong Jiu's forehead, and even his breathing was slightly short, He Qi slapped his backhand, and several milky white palm prints were patted.

"Bang, bang, bang!" A few times, and several palm wind gales were smashed to pieces.

"Rifled Arm Stopper"

Murong Jiu sneered, but his smug expression only lasted for a moment, and then several giant wind hands were recombined into a giant hand, which was very fluffy, as if it was composed of countless cotton wool.

The fierce wind that Murong Jiu hit against this large fluffy cloud and slapped heavily on He Qi's back.

Murong Jiu saw He Qi fall into the fluffy cloud, and then popped out, his body was not damaged at all, but the strange fluffy giant hand seemed to have absorbed not weak energy from his blowing palm.

The spell of Broken Soul Village was originally a strange way, but this magical secret technique made Murong Jiu stunned, this secret technique is infinitely useful, and it will be used to the extreme, but I don't know what the price of its urging is.

He Qi was helped by his palm, and he was close to the jasper stream.

The water of the 'mountain stream' ten zhang wide in front of it flowed loudly. He made a flash, drew a beautiful arc in the sky, and smashed into the jasper stream with a "bang".

The river was extremely clear, but after He Qi entered the water, he disappeared in an instant.

Murong Jiu, who came later, snorted angrily, and after entering the water just now, he slapped out with all his palm, and a palm print several acres in size fell on the rushing river.

The water splashed several feet high in the place where it was struck by this palm, and after hearing a boom, the power of the giant palm had already crossed the river and hit the sand and gravel at the bottom of the river.

After a few breaths, a huge anti-seismic force was transmitted to the water surface, and there was an explosion of "boom", which instantly stirred up a huge wave dozens of feet high.

The power of this palm is small, and it seems to instantly cut off the water surface ten zhang wide.

Countless small fish and shrimp were shocked to death in the sky full of water droplets, and when the water splash fell again, the jasper stream more than ten zhang wide was crimson, and there were countless dead fish and shrimp.

Murong Jiuqiang's divine sense was revealed, and he soon found that a slightly transparent figure was fleeing towards the upper reaches of the jade stream.

A touch of evil aura flashed in Murong Jiu's eyes, and he once again urged Zhenyuan with all his strength, and slapped it with one palm, and the wind palm made a sound of wind and thunder, and slapped it heavily on the surface of the river.

Murong Jiu's blow of hope was nothing more than a repetition of the scene just now.

He Qi's method of water escape is extremely clever, if he really wants to hide, how can Murong Jiu find out, this is just to consume his true yuan sharpness.

Two blows in a row failed, and He Qi repeated his old trick again, and sure enough, Murong Jiu blasted out with one palm, and water droplets flew out of the sky, and Murong Jiu's eyes and divine sense frantically searched for He Qi's traces, but this time he didn't even notice the suspicious shadow.

Just as he was staring at the water, a gray figure suddenly appeared in the huge waves that fell not far from him.

"Medium"

He Qi pointed a little, and with a scream, a gust of wind flew out of his fingertips.

Murong Jiu's expression was slightly startled, and a very small and transparent ice shield flew out of his mouth, and after the thing rolled around, it blocked in front of him, becoming a half-human-high ice shield, with fine ice patterns on the shield.

With a "whoosh" sound, he raised the Xuanfeng finger and struck it on the shield. White runes appeared on the ice shield, and after a flash, they returned to calm, and with the benefit of Xuanfeng's fingers, they still couldn't break the magic weapon.

After He Zijian's blow was ineffective, his two palms went up, and in an instant, the river more than ten zhang wide rose upward, and even the flowing water on the east side under He Zi began to flow upward.

The two streams of water twisted like twisted flowers, and after only a few breaths, a huge whirlpool appeared around He Qi.

And He Qi is the core of this whirlpool.

Count this vortex, one circle, two circles, three circles, four circles, this ring is set on one ring, there are as many as four rings.

This is the secret technique 'White Wave Nine Spirals' in the Hundred Rivers Returning to the Sea, but at present, He Qi's cultivation is not enough, and he can't condense the nine vortices.

As soon as Murong Jiu's hand was sealed, the immortal crane phantom flapped its wings and flew to He Qi's side, and then another tiger phantom appeared beside He Qi.

The two attacked at the same time, one left and one right, and the giant tiger roared violently, and at the same time as this roar, the giant tiger slapped down with one claw, and a tiger palm phantom appeared in the void, and then five blade-like tiger claws on the tiger's palm lit up.

In the end, this turned into five dazzling brilliance, like five sharp sword qi slashing towards He Qi in the vortex.

Obviously, Murong Jiu was also good at fighting methods, and he knew that it would be difficult for a wide range of fierce methods to work, so he urged the sword qi talent on the tiger's claws.

At the same time, the phantom of the crane, the long crane's neck stretched, and the crane's head turned into a spear, stabbing with a dazzling divine light that was seven or eight feet long.

He Qi took a deep breath, this was the time to test the effect of the secret technique of returning to the sea of a hundred rivers, the pale cyan light in He Qi's eyes flickered, and the subtle observation of the realm made He Qi see the shortcomings in Murong Jiuqiang's horizontal offensive.

He got up and the four vortices around him spun sharply, and at the same time he pointed a finger to himself.

With a "bang", a sharp sword qi flew out from Shui Mu, this is the basic sword qi in the sword qi thousand illusion record, although it is not as good as not letting Xuan Feng finger strike with all his strength, but this blow is not weak.

There was a hint of sarcasm on Murong Jiu's face, such a weak sword qi was just a dying struggle, and it looked like this sword qi was killing the crane void form.

A few "whoosh" sounds sounded, and all the five sword qi emitted by the tiger's claw hit the rapidly rotating water flow, and all the five sword qi refracted after entering the water.

He Qi's divine sense in the whirlpool of the water was fully opened, and when the five sword qi came, He Qi swayed gently like a willow leaf with the wind, and the five sword qi all passed by him.

What shocked Murong Jiu even more was that the spear turned into the crane's head turned into a ball of pure spiritual power and dispersed under He Qi's blow.

(End of chapter)