The most miserable way to die in the cultivation realm

On the way back to Chilianmen, Han Jing has been thinking about the real purpose of the head of the sect to call him back, as well as the corresponding rhetoric, he has a faint feeling that something big is about to happen in his heart, but he can't understand the mystery, in desperation, he can only think about the words after the thing he is most worried about happens.

During the flight, Han Jing didn't notice that there were a few sword lights in the air high above him that were speeding in front of him, but in just a quarter of an hour, those sword lights flew not far in front of him.

Han Jing was thinking about what he was thinking, when suddenly a few sounds of breaking the air came, he turned his head to look, and suddenly found that three sword lights were chasing a black misty figure in the sky in front of him, and the black shadow that was originally flying towards him seemed to have found himself, and quickly turned his direction and flew towards him.

Han Jing controlled his body and stopped in mid-air, he frowned, the people in front of him were covered in black mist, at first glance it was a demon cultivator, but the three people chasing after him were sword light revealing a green aura, obviously they were righteous path monks, no need to say anything, Han Jing already roughly understood the general situation as soon as he saw this posture.

Obviously, the demon cultivator was discovered by the righteous monk and chased after him, and chose to flee after being defeated, and then happened to be discovered by the demon cultivator again, and the demon cultivator immediately chose to join him, hoping to resist the righteous monk with his own strength.

Han Jing stopped in mid-air, quietly waiting for the arrival of those people, but in a few breaths, those figures flew to Han Jing's face, and the black shadow stopped ten zhang in front of him, and suddenly a young man in his twenties appeared, this young man rode a gourd-shaped magic weapon, and when the black mist dispersed, the gourd magic weapon sucked all the black mist into it.

"Brother help, there will be thanks afterwards" The young man's anxious voice came, just as he finished saying this, the three figures behind him also chased up, only to see three young men in white feet stepping on the sword light stopped in mid-air, these three people are extremely ordinary, but the flight of the sword is really a little elegant, and they are also a little chic.

As soon as the three of them came to Han Jing, they were only slightly surprised, and the young man in the middle said, "Haha, I didn't expect to meet another one, this time I got rich, bring back the heads of these two people, I will definitely be able to get some rewards from the master, two junior brothers, you are in charge of that kid, and this black gourd will be handed over to me." ”

After speaking, he immediately played a few sword tricks, and rushed towards the black gourd demon cultivator, while he rushed towards the black gourd demon cultivator, the big sword under his feet flashed, and several sword qi flew out of it, rushing towards the black gourd demon cultivator, the demon cultivator saw that there was only one person rushing towards him, and immediately slapped the gourd under the seat, and suddenly the black mist erupted, shrouding towards the sword qi and the youth, but in a moment, the two of them fought together.

Han Jing's brows furrowed even more, he didn't want to care about these people's affairs, but at this time, I'm afraid it's already difficult to ignore it, the other two white-clothed young men have already rushed towards him with their swords, and the two sword qi are rushing towards him faster than the figure, since it is already difficult to stay out of the matter, Han Jing is not hesitating, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the battle body was launched, and the moment before the two sword qi stabbed, his speed soared rapidly to avoid the sword qi.

Han Jing's Imperial Sky was originally average, not much different from the ordinary Condensation Period Imperial Sword Flight, but since he learned to control the sky and the battle body, he practiced day and night, in order to fight in the air, Han Jing tried to enter the battle body in the state of the sky, and he was surprised to find that when the battle body was activated, the speed of the sky rose sharply, more than three times faster than usual, but in this case, the consciousness energy consumed was also more than three times larger.

Originally, the speed of the three of them was still comparable, but under Han Jing's acceleration, the speed far exceeded that of everyone present, and the two young men who rushed immediately were stunned, and even the sword trick in their hands couldn't help but pause, obviously unable to keep up with the changes in front of them.

After Han Jing dodged two sword qi, he immediately rushed towards one of the young men, and the young man immediately discovered Han Jing's intention after a pause, he controlled the flying sword to retreat, and the movement in his hand was faster, Han Jing just rushed to an ordinary distance, and five sword qi rushed towards him, and at the same time, another young man on the side also sent out three sword qi to attack him.

Han Jing hurriedly rushed upward, dodging all the sword qi, the young man who was being pursued by Han Jing saw Han Jing dodging the sword qi upwards, his face was relaxed, but then he retreated towards the rear with a frightened face, while Han Jing rushed upwards to avoid the sword qi, he had already seen that the cultivation of these three righteous path young people was comparable to his own, and he suddenly thought of the Dancing Ball that he still didn't know what it was for, and while he rushed upwards to avoid the sword qi, he pinched the Dancing Ball in his hand, and then smashed the Dancing Ball that had just been formed into a young man who was retreating.

This series of actions just happened in the blink of an eye, just when Han Jing had just dodged the sword qi, he had already turned the Flurry Ball towards the young man, this Flurry Ball was the simplest spell in the spell, and it was only six gestures to cast, what surprised Han Jing was that the speed of the Flurry Ball was also extremely fast, basically when the young man's face changed, and he just retreated a distance, the Flurry Ball sank into the young man's chest.

Then what surprised Han Jing even more was that the young man's body trembled, and then the whole person and the sword fell towards the ground together, everything in front of him was like a bird that had originally stopped flying in the air and suddenly stopped fanning its wings, "Ah" A scream sounded, and the young man was hurriedly waving in the air, but the person was not slow to fall towards the ground.

On the other side, the two people who were fighting in the capital were always paying attention to the situation on this side, and when the screams of the fallen youth sounded, both of them tacitly stopped the movements in their hands and looked at the young man in free fall, at this time, another young man who was fighting with Han Jing threw out the ball of dancing, and sent out a few sword tricks, but was dodged by Han Jing one by one, and originally planned to continue to attack, but when he saw that his partner was about to land and still had no intention of flying again, the sword trick in his hand stopped, and looked at the young man who was about to land with a shocked face, Han Jing involuntarily stopped the movements in his hand and looked at the young man who fell to the ground。

The four people in the air all stopped their movements and watched the strange scene in front of them together, they watched the young man fall to the ground, and then there was a soft bang, and there was no other movement.

Quiet, death-like silence, the wind in the air blew gently, drying the cold sweat on the foreheads of the four people, the four swallowed saliva at the same time, from beginning to end, the eyes of the four people did not leave the ground, the death-like silence was to wait, the four of them were waiting for the young man who fell to fly from the ground again, and a breeze blew, and the young man was already lying on the ground without moving.

"This, this, this, what's going on" The young man who was fighting with Han Jing muttered to himself, he really couldn't understand that he originally thought that his partner was just deliberately showing weakness, so as to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but he never thought that his senior brother would fall directly to the ground.

Han Jing was also puzzled in his heart, "What is the effect of this flurry ball, it actually made a monk forget to even fly, and fell to the ground alive" The black gourd demon cultivator and the other young man looked at the ground blankly, and then the three of them looked at Han Jing together, there was only fear and horror in their eyes, they still didn't understand what happened, a monk who was about the same level of cultivation as themselves actually fell to his death, this situation was beyond everyone's expectations, and their brains were already a little insufficient.

If there is a monk who is thrown to death in that sect, I am afraid that the sect will become the laughing stock of the cultivation world, if the high-level of the sect knows, I am afraid that the soul of the person who fell to death will be immediately summoned, and then the soul of the soul in the cultivation world is the most vicious torture in the cultivation world, even if this is not enough to relieve the hatred in the heart, falling to death is definitely one of the top three ways to die in the cultivation world.

That's why everyone watched all this in disbelief. In the stunned, the first to react was Han Jing, he was puzzled with the result of the first flurry ball became a little thicker, when the three of them were still in a daze, he pinched out another flurry ball, in order to avoid the sword qi of another young man, he didn't observe what happened, at this time the other young man was entangled, if he came again, he could take a good look, thinking of this, he took the flurry ball in his hand again.

At the moment when Han Jing pinched out the dancing ball, the faces of the other three people changed, especially the two righteous path monks, the strange scene just now was still vivid, at this time, seeing that the culprit was present, without saying a word, the two of them controlled the flying sword and fled quickly into the distance, the two righteous path young men regretted for the first time in their lives why they did not specialize in the art of flying, and they secretly vowed in their hearts that if they could return to the sect, they must learn a spell that specializes in escaping, even if it is at all costs.

Seeing that the two of them were about to escape, where was Han Jing willing to give up such good experimental materials, he stepped hard under his feet, and the whole person rushed forward, catching up with the young man who had fought with him in the blink of an eye, and with a wave of his hand, the dancing ball disappeared again, and then the young man who had fled quickly trembled, and he seemed to have forgotten how to fly like the young man who had fallen to death before, and the flying sword under his feet and the person immediately separated, and the person with the sword fell forward.

Han Jing once again saw a monk fall to his death on the ground, but in order to observe the effect of the Dancing Ball, he chased the young man to the ground, but stopped when he was three meters above the ground, and then he saw the picture that made him want to vomit, the young man who fell to death was like a broken persimmon, his brain was splashed, his flesh was flying, his body was also a little flattened, and one of his feet was completely broken.

Han Jing felt his stomach tumbling, his head was a little dizzy, he quickly turned his head, and vomited out with a wow, since Han Jing's cultivation, this was the first time he had seen such a disgusting and terrifying picture, the last time he saw blood, it was when he was expelled from the Aoyagi Sect, but at that time, hatred covered everything, he didn't care about those at all, at this time, seeing a living person being killed by himself, and falling like this, Han Jing finally couldn't help but vomit.

After spitting up, Han Jing looked at the young man who was smashed into a meatloaf, and endured the disgusting feeling in his heart, he observed the time of less than a breath, turned his head and spit it out again, after a long time, Han Jing finally calmed down his complicated mood, he took a few deep breaths, took out a bottle of wine from the storage bag, rinsed his mouth with the spirits, and looked at the corpse again with the feeling of the spicy mouth of the spirits.

It is also a coincidence, this wine is the only liquid in Han Jing's storage bag, when he traveled to various cities before, he suddenly thought that many people in the world like to drink, he took a bottle out of the restaurant in curiosity, but after drinking a sip, he was almost choked with tears, and then he was thrown in the storage bag, he had almost forgotten, but he didn't expect to use it to rinse his mouth today.

Then the spicy taste of the wine, Han Jing looked directly at the bloody corpse, swallowed a small sip whenever he felt like vomiting, and then continued to stare at the corpse, at this time he was no longer to observe the effect of the dancing ball, in fact, when this person was thrown to death, he could no longer see the clues, but the moment he saw the corpse, he found a fatal flaw of himself, that is, he had never killed anyone, and when he saw the corpse, he would panic in his heart, and vomit out, he knew that if he did not overcome this shortcoming, he was afraid that he would be used by people who knew him in the future, for this reason, he did not hesitate to force himself to see the scene in front of him, just so that he would not die in the future。

Han Jing observed the bloody corpse from all angles, and even flipped the corpse over, looking at the bloody and somewhat decent face, but the moment he saw that face, he spit it out again, and even squirted out the wine in his mouth.

Rinsing his mouth with wine again, Han Jing reluctantly consumed with the corpse, and he didn't pay any attention to the other young man who escaped, when Han Jing used up all the wine, he was already a little dizzy, but he finally got used to this corpse, although he still felt disgusting, there was still a sense of panic in his heart, but he no longer spit it out, after a long time, he took one last look at the corpse, pinched out the air duel again, and flew in the direction of the sect.