Chapter 32 Those who touch the scales are only dead

86_86831 "What's going on?" The fat and thin messenger stood up for the first time, looking at the Ferris Daoist blankly, not knowing what was going on.

I saw a purple-black air flow appear on the forehead of the Ferris Daoist, lingering and circling, and emitting bursts of foul smell. His face became more and more ugly, and he began to lose his standing position, retreating to his seat, his lips pursed, as if he was trying to suppress something.

The thin envoy finally saw that something was wrong, and then remembered the various expressions of Kanto just now, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at Kanto with a fierce light: "It's you?"

Kanto had actually been observing the face of the Ferris Daoist, and his heart was extremely nervous. It wasn't until the Ferris Daoist showed obvious symptoms that he finally felt at ease. He knew that this was the best time to kill the Heaven Dao people, and once he missed it, when the other party broke free from the predicament he was in, he and Qin Xiyao would never be spared.

Therefore, instead of answering the thin messenger's words, he tossed the gold ingot high with his hand, and quickly drew a string of strange runes in the air, all of which were smashed into the gold ingot without any expression. The gold ingot fetal treasure "hummed", trembling very away, and the golden light splashed in all directions.

The gold ingot fetal treasure continued to grow, and in an instant, it had become like a grinding plate, roaring towards the Sky Daoist.

"Kill!" It was only at this time that Kanto squeezed a word out of his teeth, murderous and awe-inspiring.

"Good. Qin Xiyao saw that Kanto was moving, and immediately flicked her jade sleeves, and a pair of dark green bracelets burst out at the same time, heading straight for the thin messenger.

Seeing this, the thin envoy didn't know that this qiē must be a Kanto troublemaker, and immediately ran the spirit seal. However, as soon as the spirit seal turned, it immediately appeared in the same situation as the Sky Scatterer. The severe pain seemed to be slaughtered by hundreds of sharp blades together, causing him to scream and fall to the ground.

He looked to the side in shock, only to see that the fat messenger was in the same situation, and even fell to the ground and vomited black blood.

Looking at Jin Yulin again, he looked at this scene with a stunned face, and he didn't know what to do.

But he hated to be sure, Jin Yulin didn't have anything.

"Anti-poison pill...... There must be something wrong with the anti-poison pill. The thin envoy was thoughtful, and immediately remembered that only the three of them had swallowed the poison-avoiding pill, and it was these three people who had an accident. It is already very obvious that the poison-avoiding pill has been tampered with, and it is very likely that it is adulterated with poison.

He didn't have time to figure it out, so he immediately endured the intense pain and raised his hand to meet it. With a "bang", a bracelet slammed into his chest, directly breaking his sternum, sinking more than five inches, and blood splattered. And immediately after, another bracelet fell again......

You must know that this thin envoy is only at the second level of the first spirit, and he was constantly bombarded by Qin Xiyao with the fetal treasure without any defense, and he had no power to fight back at all. In an instant, the thin messenger's whole body was drenched in blood, and his chest was completely sunken, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Poof!"

The thin envoy spurted the last mouthful of blood, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Qin Xiyao with an unwilling face, and his last breath was finally cut off.

On the other side, the gold ingots that were rushing towards the skyscrapers were actually blocked by Jin Yulin's fiery sword, which made Kanto's heart sink at the same time, and a cold glow flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, what kind of poison did you give to the Ferris seniors and others? Hurry up and hand over the antidote, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse." Jin Yulin's wrist flicked, and the fiery sword vibrated and let out bursts of clear sounds. He was condescending, staring at Kanto, and the pride in his eyes was unmistakable.

Although the fight just now let him know that Kanto is by no means a good stubble. But he was still completely sure that he would slash this man under the sword. What he relied on was the profound foundation of the Golden Sword Gate.

Kanto drooped his eyelids, the essence in his eyes flashed, and he smiled mockingly: "The young head of the Golden Sword Sect, you think you are doing it, but in my eyes, you are just a wine bag and rice bag addicted to lustful dogs and horses." I never saw you as an opponent, because you didn't deserve it!"

"What did you say?" Jin Yulin's face changed drastically, and even his voice became sharp under his anger.

What a phrase "you don't deserve"!

Just this sentence trampled on the face of his dignified Golden Sword Sect and the young head of the Golden Sword Sect was worthless.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter where Jin Yulin went, he was the center of attention, and no one dared to despise him. Even though he was a Ferris Sanren in the early spiritual stage, although he respectfully called him a "senior", in fact, he only regarded him as a tool, where was the slightest sense of respect? On the contrary, the Motiansan was always polite to him, and he looked respectful. And this qiē, he has become accustomed to.

Now, there is actually a person who said the three words "you are not worthy" in front of him, and Yan zhòng hurt his self-esteem.

Kanto didn't speak, but the sharp edge of the gold ingot was the best answer.

Jin Yulin was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he roared: "You are looking for death." ”

Rise!

The flames of the Flame Sword were monstrous, as if it had been ignited, instantly raising the temperature of the entire secret room to a terrifying height, and even the wooden table was about to burn.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being the young head of the Golden Sword Sect......" Kanto sighed in his heart. In fact, he had long seen that Jin Yulin was frivolous, and the words just now were just to stimulate Jin Yulin and make him lose his mind. Sure enough, Jin Yulin was completely enraged as he expected, but his strength was once again beyond his expectations.

He didn't dare to slack off, and immediately changed his attack to defense, and the gold ingot shot back, hovering in the air. With a flick of five fingers, a stream of spiritual light quickly merged into the gold ingot.

In an instant, the gold ingot radiated a colorful brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, the gold ingot began to magically transform, splitting into two and two into four...... In an instant, a full thirty-two gold ingots appeared in mid-air.

What was especially amazing was that all the gold ingots were the same, all the size of fists, emitting a glittering light, and they joined together in front of Kanto's chest, forming a seemingly impregnable defense, as if he was dressed in a golden coat. And the next moment, the Flame Sword had already attacked.

As the Kanto technique changed, the thirty-two gold ingots rotated at the same time, colliding fiercely with the flaming sword.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang...... The violent impact was deafening. The fiery sword was like a bamboo, and after smashing twelve gold ingots in a row in one go, the attack slowed down. When the eighteenth gold ingot was breached, there was a noticeable lag. Continue to attack until the twenty-third gold ingot is broken, and the light on the Flame Sword becomes dim, as if all the spiritual energy has been exhausted, and it falls down.

Kanto had a look of surprise on his face.

This is the first time he has opened the transformation form of the fetal treasure, but he didn't expect to achieve unexpected results, and his heart is full of joy.

You must know that although the fetal treasure can be cultivated by monks above the third level of fetal breath, if you want to exert its true power, this cultivation is far from enough. Even if that Jin Yulin had reached the ninth layer of fetal breath, it was still a little short of exerting the power of the fetal treasure. Unless, he can break through the primordial spiritual stage.

And Kanto inadvertently figured out the transformation form of the fetal treasure, transforming a gold ingot into a full thirty-two, and the power instantly doubled? Any fetal treasure has a transfiguration form, and the transfiguration form of the gold ingot is - quantity.

After shooting down the Flame Sword, Kanto was full of confidence and pushed forward with his big hand.

The remaining nine gold ingots, divided into three groups for each of them, rushed towards Jin Yulin in the shape of a "pin", and the sharp sound of breaking the air almost shattered the eardrums.

Jin Yulin's face changed wildly, he never expected that he would be defeated by an ant. He was originally in a frivolous and unstable state of mind, but now that his confidence was shaken, he was even more frightened, and in a panic, he pulled out a flag from the spirit storage bag, and with a flick of his wrist, it immediately turned into a cloud of black gas and wrapped him tightly.

What's even more weird is that his whole person seems to be integrated into this black gas, and he can't see his figure at all. And after the black gas circled around the empty space in the secret room, it accelerated violently and rushed out towards the entrance of the secret room.

Kanto didn't understand the situation at first, and all the gold ingots were hit in the air. When he reacted, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he shouted: "If you want to run, how can it be so easy!"

As he spoke, he pointed his hands at the gold ingots in the sky, and shouted in a low voice: "Condensation!"

The nine gold ingots condensed together in one place, turning into a mountain of gold about a foot high. Kanto stepped out in one step, stepped on the golden mountain, and chased wildly in the direction that the black gas left.

Anyone who sees this scene will be amazed.

What is the situation of a monk of the eighth layer of fetal breath chasing down a monk of the ninth layer of fetal breath? I am afraid that they must think that this world has gone crazy!

But Kanto had no such thoughts in his heart.

Yes, just anger.

Ever since she understood Qin Xiyao's intentions, Kanto has already regarded her as a forbidden and a reverse scale. This Jin Yulin dared to beat her idea, and spewed foul language, wantonly slandering her, which had touched his bottom line.

A man who can't even protect his own woman, what qualifications does he have to win the Heavenly Dao?

It doesn't matter what kind of golden sword sect he is, if he dares to offend me, he will only die!

After chasing more than ten miles in one go, Kanto had to admit that the black qi that he didn't know was extremely fast, and he was afraid that it had exceeded the speed of the flight of the first level monk of the first level of the first spirit. Even though he gritted his teeth and tried his best to catch up, the distance between the two was getting bigger and bigger.

In this short moment, the two sides have opened more than 300 zhang......

"I'm afraid, this banner is a rare magic weapon in the Golden Sword Gate, and it is a magic weapon that can increase movement speed......" He couldn't help but sigh, there was a father and force that could be relied on, and it was really different. The Flaming Sword and the Unknown Banner, either of them were enough to drive countless monks insane. And on Jin Yulin's body, I don't know how many such magic weapons there are!

This is not the way to go.

Kanto glanced down, but saw that the miasma was steaming under his feet, and the clouds were covering the mist, and when he looked down, he was a pool of water with black bubbles.

Miasma!

They had already reached the sky above the miasma.

Without saying a word, Kanto suddenly ran the seal of the water spirit, and then shot out wildly at the miasma pool below, and a large stream of spiritual energy was injected into the miasma