Chapter 200: Yan Zhong conferred the head

Phantom runes slashed all over the world. [No pop-up novel network]

Yan Zhong was arrogant, and he didn't care about these talismans refined by the cultivators during the soul training period, but the important thing was that he couldn't tell which one of the ten thousand swords was the real soul breaking slash

The Soul Breaking Slash from the Yin Luo Blade can still hurt him.

didn't understand the phantom array, which made Yan Zhong suffer a lot, he had no ability, and he had nothing to show, so he could only be beaten passively. Obviously, Xu Jin was using the same tactics as his master, Master Huoyun.

I can't kill you, I drag you to death

Yan Zhong couldn't afford it.

If the Fire Cloud Master and Yang Tianhong were one-on-one, Yan Zhong would not be worried. In any case, Yang Tianhong was injured first, and the people on Huoyun were full of energy. They are also late-stage cultivators of the Aggregate Body, and the Fire Cloud Master has an advantage. But now that Xie Ting has helped in the past, the situation will immediately change. Xie Ting is also a master of the polymerization stage, although it is only the early stage of polymerization, it should not be underestimated. Two to one, the people on the fire cloud have no chance of winning.

If the Huoyun Master wins, attacking this phantom array laid by Xu Jin from the outside in, the master and apprentice work together, the phantom array can be broken in a blink of an eye, and the junior who plays all the tricks will definitely be drained and refined. If Yang Tianhong and his wife win, it will be his turn to die in Yan and have no place to be buried. What's especially important is that if it is the people of Huoyun who break the formation to save him in the end, Yan Zhong's face will be lost. Being trapped by a junior in the soul training period, unable to do anything, and spreading it out is a big joke. And when he was "sitting on the ground and sharing the spoils", Yan Zhong could only watch, and the people on Huoyun would give him whatever he wanted, and if he didn't give it, Yan Zhong couldn't say anything.

Reactive power is not punished

Seeing thousands of peach trees swaying in front of him, and in the peach forest, dark red swords couldn't help but fly out, but he couldn't see Xu Jin's shadow, Yan Zhong was almost mad.

"Junior, you're too rampant"

Yan Zhong's eyes widened and he let out a loud shout.

"Burning the Heavens and Shattering the Earth"

The four fire swords first gathered in front of Yan Zhong's body, and instantly slashed out in all directions against the ground, and on each fire sword, a raging flame several feet high ignited. Everywhere he passed, the peach trees disappeared one after another, and the sword that the phantom talisman turned into shattered inch by inch, and nothing could stop it.

Yan Zhong completely ignored the churning true qi in the sea of dantian qi, and released all the mana in his body, wanting to destroy this phantom array in one fell swoop with brute force. He believed that as long as there was no shackles of this formation and he was fighting face-to-face, as long as he made a move, he could easily kill the junior in the soul training period.

Although his current mana is less than half of what he was at his peak. But it is more than enough to deal with a junior in the middle of soul training.

However, a moment later, the stunt of "Burning Heaven and Earth" was met with strong interception.

A few zhang away, huge walls of Xuan Ice were erected, and the surging momentum of the four fire swords was frustrated, and the way was blocked by the ice wall.

"Junior, don't try to block my way"

Yan Zhong gritted his teeth and said, the flames all over his body burst out, and a powerful mana surged out, injecting into the four fire swords. This is a hard-fought mana contest, the difference between the two sides is a big realm, Yan Zhong will never believe that Xu Jin can stop his "Burning Heaven and Splitting Earth".

At this moment, on the huge wall of Xuanbing, a pale golden "swastika" character suddenly flashed. A burst of non-existent Sanskrit singing came faintly from all directions.

The flames of the four fire swords that had just exploded were shattered and became dim.

"Duh"

A loud shout contains the power of Buddhism.

Yan Zhong only felt dizzy in an instant, and his mana was cloudy, and the divine connection with the four fire swords was interrupted. The huge wall of ice suddenly disappeared, and the next moment it resurfaced with thousands of peach trees. The four fire swords of Yan Zhong were lost in the phantom array.

"Junior......

Yan Zhong staggered to his feet, and the cracks on the zombie's body became denser.

Xu Jin didn't give him a chance to reunite his mana at all, and the Vajra Demon Suppression Divine Power unfolded, and a pale golden giant hand shining with the character "Swastika" resurfaced and grabbed Yan Zhong's head.

Yan Zhong was so shocked that he didn't have time to scold, he kicked his feet and retreated sharply.

He had seen the power of this pale golden hand, and once he was caught, he was not sure that he would get out of the trap without the fire sword in his hand. This kind of Buddhism is supernatural, and he can naturally restrain his exercises.

With a "bang", Yan Zhong's body slammed into a peach tree.

"How ......"

Yan Zhong's brain spun extremely fast, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. Everything in the phantom array is an illusion. How can this peach tree be an entity?

But although Yan Zhong reacted extremely quickly, it was too late.

The branches of the peach tree suddenly swelled, and they hugged Yan Zhong's body and limbs tightly. At the same time, the pale golden giant hand grabbed down, firmly grasping Yan Zhong's body, and countless "swastika" characters surged out of the cracks in his body, swarming into his dantian qi sea through the hundreds of veins of his limbs.

"Junior, don't succeed in your dreams"

Yan Zhong struggled hard, trying his best to condense the mana of the dantian qi sea, and wanted to make a last stand.

"Yan Daoyou, I'm Xu Jin, Xu Jin of the Nine Shadows Sect didn't expect it, right?"

Xu Jin's voice suddenly sounded behind Yan Zhong, and the branches of the peach tree that were tightly bound to Yan Zhong had turned into an arm glowing with pale golden light at some point.

"What?"

Yan Zhong really didn't expect it, and for a moment, he was completely stunned.

If it was another disciple of the Nine Shadows Sect, after so many years, perhaps Yan Zhong would have no impression at all. But for Xu Jin, it is impossible for him to forget. Every time he saw his empty right sleeve, Yan Zhongzhong's hatred for Yang Tianhong and Xu Jin deepened. It's just that Xu Jin has been forced into the reincarnation channel and reincarnated, no matter how much Yan Zhong hates him, he can only be helpless.

Could it be that he still dares to chase into the reincarnation channel?

"No way you...... You can never be Xu Jin...... Xu Jin has been reincarnated and reincarnated......"

Yan Zhong said eatingly.

Although Xu Jin's entry into the reincarnation passage was not something that Yan Zhong had seen with his own eyes, the news came from the mouths of old monsters of the Distraction Stage such as the Black Mountain Sect's Yang Elder Taishang, and there was no doubt about its authenticity. If Xu Jin hadn't entered the reincarnation channel, he would never have escaped from the hands of several old monsters in the distraction period.

"Yes, I was reincarnated, but I'm back...... Yan Daoyou, go with peace of mind."

Xu Jin chuckled lightly and said behind Yan Zhong.

"Junior, don't you think about ......"

Yan Zhong roared, but after half a shout, he was silent, and his body froze there, motionless.

The Yin Luo Blade silently pierced his dantian qi sea, instantly sucking away Yan Zhong's soul. No matter how high the cultivation level is or how great the ability is, as long as he is stabbed by the Yin Luo blade, so far, no monk has been able to escape.

"Junior, dare"

The Venerable Huoyun, who was fighting with Yang Tianhong and Xie Ting, suddenly could no longer feel the breath of Yan Zhong, and couldn't help but be angry.

Yan Zhong rushed into the phantom array to fight Xu Jin, and the Fire Cloud Master was not very worried. Although Yan Zhong was not familiar with the way of formation change, his cultivation was a great level higher than that of the other party, and it was expected that even if he could not hurt the enemy, it would be more than enough to protect himself. However, as soon as Xie Ting joined the battle group, Yang Tianhong's pressure was suddenly relieved, and it was no longer a situation where he could not fight back just by being beaten, and he could occasionally free up his hands to fight back. The couple worked together to fight with the Fire Cloud Master.

The person on Huoyun was secretly anxious, just looking at Yan Zhong quickly cleaning up the junior who suddenly appeared and rushing over to help. Otherwise, the number of wins and losses is really hard to say.

What happened in the Phantom Array was unknown to the Venerable Master of Huoyun, but he and Yan Zhong were masters and apprentices, and they had cultivated together in the Corpse Sect for hundreds of years, and they were connected to each other. Yan Zhong's breath suddenly disappeared, which means that Yan Zhong has fallen.

For a moment, the people on the fire cloud were angry and surprised.

A monk in the Gathering Stage would be killed by a monk in the Soul Training Period?

Even if the other party has a strange treasure and has the help of the phantom array, Yan Zhong will not be so unbearable. What happened in the phantom array?

Without waiting for the person on the fire cloud to make any moves, another arrow suddenly flew out of the phantom array, shooting towards the person on the fire cloud with a violent aura.

"Junior, it's really bold"

The people of Huoyun could no longer have imagined that this junior not only killed Yan Zhong, but also dared to attack him. Although everyone is cultivating in the Gathering Body, how can a Gathering Late Stage cultivator be comparable to Yan Zhong who has just advanced to the Gathering Stage?

This junior is really bold.

It's just that at this moment, the people on the fire cloud roared like thunder, but they didn't dare to turn a blind eye to the arrow shot by Xu Jin. Not long ago, he had seen Yan slandered under this arrow. If it was one-on-one, Xu Jin naturally didn't dare to do this, and he would have run away a long time ago. But now it's three to one, and there is also a master like Yang Tianhong who is also in the late stage of the polymerization, so Xu Jin is not so nervous.

Having already killed Yan Zhong and forming an insoluble mortal enemy, Xu Jin had no intention of letting go of the Huoyun Shangren.

Stunned, the piercing arrow tore through the swarthy demonic mist and shot in front of him.

With a wave of his hand, the fire sword struck the piercing arrow, and the piercing arrow suddenly deviated from its direction.

The second arrow followed.

The face of the person on the fire cloud was hideous, and he suddenly roared, and before the piercing arrow could reach his body, he bounced back.

Xu Jin, who was in the phantom array, was about to shoot the third arrow, but there was a cramping pain in the sea of divine consciousness, and he was dizzy, and he sat down and fell to the ground. But it turned out that when he was fighting with Yan Zhong, his divine thoughts were very consumed, and he wanted to send out a series of arrows, but he couldn't catch it.

A wave of water-like fluctuations began, and the upside-down three-talent phantom array was lifted, and the nine array flags flew back.

The power of divine thought is exhausted, and this phantom array will naturally not be able to support it.

"Junior, suffer death"

The Venerable Huoyun shouted, his body suddenly rose into the air, ignoring Yang Tianhong and Xie Ting, and crossed dozens of zhang in an instant, and the four fire swords flew together to slash Xu Jin.

Xu Jin only felt a huge force rushing towards him, almost pressing him out of breath. Vīŧ~īŧ