Chapter Two Hundred and Three: Fighting the Quartet!
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If you compare Jiang Yu with them, I'm afraid it will be a small thing, and the two are not comparable at all.
"Dare to play tricks in front of me! I don't know whether you live or die, you will die today!" Chen Shui's eyes were cold, and the deep light in his eyes flashed, infinitely close to the coercion of Jiedan, and it spread with a bang.
The incomparably powerful coercion dispersed in all directions, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth roared, and all the monks were stunned.
His eyes flashed, and he took a step towards Jiang Yu!
Jiang Yu's face flashed, and his cultivation exploded, and a hurricane of spiritual power blew around him.
"I'm afraid you won't make it, if I'm afraid I'll have already escaped, why wait until now!"
"Let's see if it's your speed or mine!" Jiang Yu slowly spoke, his eyes shining with coldness, and his hands suddenly changed.
Above the sky, a black whirlpool rumbled and swirled, and black gas surged, flooding all directions. The whirlpool running at high speed is like a black hole, engulfing everything.
No one noticed that the corners of Jiang Yu's mouth flashed a strange arc, which was very strange.
On the side of the light body, the divine sense locked on dozens of foundation building monks, and before they could get closer, Jiang Yu jumped in the air, stepped on the whirlpool, and swooped down.
"Extremely arrogant!" a loud shout came from a distance, and the dark light flashed, and in an instant came to the front of the whirlpool.
With a wave of his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, and the crisp sword roared, and there was a purple sword qi rippling between heaven and earth.
If Jiang Yu guessed correctly, the purple long sword is a spiritual weapon, and the grade is not low.
On the surface of the purple long sword, there is also a purple dragon engraved with it, which is lifelike.
After feeling the breath of the spirit sword, Jiang Yu's eyes changed, revealing doubts.
The dragon and phoenix blood and the Sky Devouring Sword in the body all had inexplicable vibrations, and the reason was this sword.
But now I don't have to think about it too much, and continue to control Senluo's death seal.
With the infusion of spiritual power, the long sword twisted, and the sword erupted with terrifying sword light. Then he rushed out, like a purple dragon, and rushed towards the whirlpool.
The purple rainbow pierced the sky, and the sound of breaking the sky came, as if it had pierced the void.
Flying, there seems to be a dragon churning, revealing an extraordinary aura.
Such an attack broke the death mark of Sen Luo, without the slightest problem, Chen Shui sneered, but the moment his smile appeared, it was completely solidified.
Jiang Yu's purpose was not here, the sudden golden light shone, and his figure was invisible in the blink of an eye.
When Jiang Yu's figure appeared in everyone's sight, it had already appeared in the sky above a large number of foundation building monks, and there was a black hole under his feet.
The black qi dispersed, and one by one the monks became extremely shocked, their pupils suddenly contracted, and they let out a frightened cry.
A strong life-and-death crisis came to my heart, and the terrifying threat of that kind made people's hearts tremble and want to retreat.
"You can't run away!" Jiang Yu said coldly, the spiritual power in his body rolled, and he roared out directly.
Raise the balls of your feet and step down!
The whirlpool of death marks roared. In the next moment, the speed of the vortex skyrocketed in vain!
Everything happened between lightning and flint, and there was no hurry to react. The whirlpool swooped down, and there were more than two dozen foundation building monks, swallowed by the whirlpool of death seals.
More than twenty Zhuji members screamed in unison, and it could be vaguely seen that inside the whirlpool, they showed unbearable expressions, screaming continuously.
The body was unbearable under such suction and pulling, and in the blink of an eye, the body turned into a blood mist. The blood mist fluttered in the wind, and the scalp of those who watched it was numb.
Jiang Yu looked at the blood mist in the air, his face was calm, without the slightest wave.
The entire imperial city was silent. People who watch such a scene have a numb scalp. Everyone gasped and wandered away in disbelief.
The question arises in everyone's mind, who is this person?
It seems that it is just a complete refining of qi, why is it so fierce, in front of him, there is no room for backhand in the early stage of foundation building, pure crushing.
"What a terrible strength?"
"A few days ago, it was rumored that Jiang Yu of Panlong Valley could kill the Fake Pill by refining Qi and cultivating it, and I don't think this person is much worse......" Looking at Jiang Yu's figure, someone said in a lost voice.
"Wrong, I think this person is probably Jiang Yu of Panlong Valley!"
"Jiang Yu of Panlong Valley has a strange coercion on his body, and the coercion exuded by this person is somewhat similar to the description......
Hiss!
Only then did everyone discover that the figure in the sky above the palace also had a similar coercion, and the other conditions were also consistent, and all kinds of signs could prove that the person in front of them was Jiang Yu of Panlong Valley.
"Interesting, there are a large number of strong people in the imperial city, and there are big articles here...... "Most of the people watching are monks, so they can naturally see the secrets.
"Although this son has the strength to crush the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building, after all, the enemy is outnumbered...... It's hard to say......"
Chen Shui and several others in the later stage of foundation building were also a little incredulous.
"Yes, it's me who underestimated you, but this farce should also end!" Chen Shui said coldly, his eyes changed, and the six late stage of foundation building blocked Jiang Yu's retreat.
No matter how he defended the sky, it was impossible to crush the late stage of foundation building, so he would give Chen Shui a buffer time.
The six of them moved in unison, launched an attack, and killed Jiang Yu.
The head of the Wang family was even more pale, and with a loud shout, he directly hit the dead hand, and the spiritual power gathered, and after a while, a blood-colored giant hand appeared in the air.
Jiang Yu's gaze shifted, and the bloody hand seemed to have fluctuations in blood power, and the embroidered robe was rolled, and the huge blood-colored palm was fiercely pressed by Jiang Yu.
The other five people also launched a fierce attack, and the six in the late stage of foundation building, the attack launched was already close to the end of the Dan, which should not be underestimated.
Jiang Yu's complexion changed slightly, and under his skin, there were golden lines displayed, so as not to attack the six people, Jiang Yu did not dare to hold it up, and he had to be extra careful.
With a tap of his fingertips, Sen Luo's death seal turned into a big seal and blocked it in front of Jiang Yu.
Shout!
The attack struck, shaking the space, and the loud noise echoed in all directions. With a bang, Jiang Yu's figure retreated directly under that kind of fluctuation.
Before activating the power of Sen Luo's death seal, Jiang Yu was consumed, but now he was under siege, and the shocking qi and blood were tumbling, and the corners of his mouth were sweet, overflowing with blood.
"Die!" Chen Shui approached, his speed was extremely fast, and Jiang Yu killed more than twenty foundation building monks, which was already beyond his bearing.
On his face, he was full of resentment, and his anger towards Jiang Yu had reached the extreme.
It was an occasional sudden change, and the purple spirit sword hovering around suddenly swung, turning into a purple dragon and roaring angrily.
The spirit sword galloped, carrying a monstrous sword aura, the heavens and the earth hummed, and the vibration continued.
The purple dragon rushed to kill, and a storm of sword qi formed around it, and the surrounding monks were shocked and retreated in unison.
Jiaolong raised his head to the sky and roared, fierce and monstrous.
Around the purple sword qi, only Jiang Yu remained, and a sword qi surged in! (To be continued.) )