Chen Weiming's heart moved at will, and a bolt of lightning flew out of the Wanyan Dao Wheel and killed the killer.

This is not an ordinary lightning, it is actually a black light, there is no energy, it is purely a condensation of Dao patterns, and it is not an ordinary Dao pattern, it is a reverse lightning pattern.

The killer's intuition told the Void Killer that this lightning bolt was very weird, and I was afraid that it was not an ordinary means. The killer's vigilance made him choose to dodge. It is indeed a very shameful thing for an Empty Netherworld monk to dodge the attack of a primordial infant monk, but for a killer, life and death are the most important thing.

His instincts were very accurate, but it was a pity that Chen Weiming would not give him a chance, because he also wanted to know what was so wonderful about this lightning. The figure flashed, and the snow flew on his feet, and the snow surged in all directions like a long whip. It was difficult for the man to get out for a while, and in an instant, black lightning had struck.

There was no imaginary burst of energy, and there was no terrible catharsis, silently. It's just that the Void Netherworld Killer was shocked, and the aura on his body instantly weakened by nearly half. And the black lightning did not dissipate directly, but continued to wrap around him.

"Ahh

The Void Netherworld Killer was shocked in his heart and roared, wanting to use his true qi and spiritual power to dispel the black lightning, but he found that he couldn't do it. It seems that the black lightning has become a very strange energy, and it can't be removed from other energies at all, or this is originally a pattern, unless a means is found to dispel the pattern.

Entangled by black lightning, he felt that the energy in his body instantly withered by half, and when he felt it carefully, he found that it was not true qi, but Dao lines. These black patterns are like shackles, locking their own patterns and making them difficult to perform.

"This ...... What kind of supernatural power is this!"

Shocked in his heart, he couldn't help but roar, he had never heard of such a magical power, a bolt of lightning could actually lock the Dao pattern in his body, which made his combat power greatly reduced in an instant. Not to mention the average, now I can exert seventy percent of my combat effectiveness at most.

Chen Weiming smiled slightly: "I don't know either, but now I know!"

He just felt that he could use this magical power, but he didn't know what the specific use was, and he could see it at the moment. Wanyan Dao Wheel has the ability to interpret the comprehension of other people's divine channel patterns, and can also release attacks that suppress the opponent's channel patterns.

Those attacks do not have direct attack power, but they can suppress the opponent's combat power. For an evenly matched monk, such supernatural powers are more terrifying than direct attack power.

Taking advantage of people's illness to kill people, he had no intention of continuing to study, and raised his hand to urge Qianxue Yin to kill the man.

The snow is like an arrow, dense and murderous.

It's just that the other party is not an easy person, a killer in the Void Underworld Period, and his experience in fighting is too much more than that of ordinary monks. This person felt that the killing machine was taking off, and he knew that something was wrong, and he held the thunder and lightning in his hand, like a small lightning sun, bright and dazzling. slapped a palm on the flying snow eggshell, and it directly blasted out a gap, and the figure rushed out in a flash.

The situation was not right, the Void Netherworld Killer did not counterattack Chen Weiming, but chose to retreat temporarily. It was impossible for him to retreat, but he also knew that this was not a good time to fight, and he was waiting for the black lightning on his body to disappear. Although he couldn't understand this supernatural power, he could deduce that the duration of such supernatural power must be limited.

didn't expect the other party to have such combat power, Chen Weiming also frowned slightly. Qianxue Yin's attack power is strong, but it's not that easy to use. The consumption of this move is almost comparable to Qinglian Sword Song, which has not been used twice in a long time, which makes him feel a little tired, not only the true qi, but also the consumption of spiritual power.

"Who the hell are you!" the Void Immortal Killer asked coldly as he stared at Chen Weiming with an expressionless face.

This person's methods are simply incredible, and with Yanyun Pavilion's intelligence gathering ability, it is simply impossible to have no information about this person.

What is the origin of this person, where is his tutelage, why did he serve as a guard here in the Ji royal family, or what kind of hidden means does the Ji royal family have? If this is the case, this must be an extremely important piece of information.

"The man who killed you!"

How could Chen Weiming explain to him, over the years, he has seen too many people just die on the explanation after the plan succeeds, and waste the opportunity to make a move, he will not make such a mistake.

But even so, it wasn't so easy to succeed, after all, this was an empty netherworld killer, and he was too experienced in battle. didn't deal with it directly at all, just kept wandering and fighting, so that Chen Weiming couldn't succeed for a while, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"You're very good!" The Void Netherworld Killer said lightly: "Under normal circumstances, I'm afraid that even if I am one level higher than you, I am very likely to lose to you, but unfortunately, I am a killer, and I have killed too many people." ”

"In that case, has anyone ever told you that a killer who talks too much nonsense will definitely not live long!"

Chen Weiming sighed, his heart moved, and a leyline qi rose to the sky, like a dragon killing that person.

Although the sturdy old killer dodged this blow, he was still shocked and shouted: "This...... This is...... Feng Shui!"

"You're right!" Chen Weiming snorted coldly, urging the earth vein qi to wind like a flying dragon, constantly attacking, and at the same time took out a charm and slapped it out.

"Boom!"

An ice spire fell from the sky and struck straight out. He analyzed it in his heart for a long time, and finally determined that the preservation method was by no means a good way, if he couldn't kill this person, the trouble would be even greater, so he went all out.

"Spell Technique!"

That person's pupils shrank again, the art of feng shui and the art of spells are the two great supernatural powers left by Jiuyang Zhenren in the past, and there are very few people in the world who can see the Feng Shui Sutra and the Charm Sutra, and there are almost no people who can learn it.

The man in front of him ...... Suddenly, his heart trembled, and he remembered a man, a man who had been rumored to have died twenty years ago. Although that person is supposed to be his own junior, no killer has dared to despise that person until now.

"Are you...... You're not dead!"

With an exclamation, he took off into the air, no longer ready to fight. This is an extremely important piece of information, and if you bring it back, you will not only be exempt from punishment, but you will also be rewarded.

"yes, I'm not dead yet!"

Chen Weiming urged the wings of the wind, and with a slight flash, he had already urged, and the wind saw knife in his hand fell, full of killing intent, forcing the killer to the ground. At the same time, he condensed the blue light in his hand, and laughed softly: "Try the Qinglian Sword Song!"

"No!"

The man exclaimed, the legend of the Qinglian Sword Song was enough to make him lose his fighting spirit.

In that exclamation, several spells and leyline qi were killed, and they passed directly through the chest from behind.

The man only had time to scream, and he was already on the ground.

Chen Weiming did not step forward to give him the final blow, but suddenly turned around and looked behind him, where a person appeared out of nowhere, an old man with white hair and white beard. (To be continued.) )