Chapter Forty-Three: Destroying the Withering and Decaying

Airplanes!

The last wisp of star power converged, and Ji Changkong's flesh buzzed and shook endlessly.

The clothes were shattered inch by inch, turning into flying ashes to reveal his strong and powerful body, the water chestnut horns were distinct, every muscle was powerful, without the slightest fat, at first glance, this figure was definitely a perfect one.

Moreover, this kind of sturdy is not the kind of bulky sturdy, unlike the big black man's bulging muscles, five big and three thick, this is an overall symmetry and strength, proportional coordination, muscles may not be exaggerated, but the power that bursts out is extremely terrifying.

casually took out a new cyan robe and put it on, Ji Changkong returned to calm again, and his whole body was as gentle and thin as a scholar.

"It's him, it's him......" At this moment, the voice before finally arrived, led by the three cultivators who had opened the veins and ran away when they saw Ji Changkong before.

"Boy, you didn't run, it's so daring," the leader sneered, and the greedy look on his face flashed.

"You're just looking for the two of them?" Ji Changkong smiled slightly and raised his finger to point at the dozen or so cultivators behind them, the leader was none other than the black man before, and at this time he was staring at him with a hideous face.

Ji Changkong wasted one of his hands, although he had already taken it with the help of the elixir, but the hatred could not be forgotten.

"Hey, you think the three of us are afraid of you, but it's because the two adults said that they would kill you with their own hands and I didn't do it, and now I see where you are fleeing, more than a dozen of us are here, and you can't escape," the cultivator said proudly.

"It's good, the spirit stone treasures are indispensable to you, as long as you serve the young master obediently, it won't be a problem, what you want," the black man before sneered.

"Thank you, Third Master," the dozen or so cultivators were overjoyed when they heard him say this, and they agreed in a hurry.

"Remember, Lao Tzu Lin San, he is Lin Si, he has been rewarded by the young master with the surname Lin, and it is also your honor that you are going to die at the hands of our brother today," Lin San Sensen, who was broken by Ji Changkong, smiled, and the killing intent in his eyes was not disguised.

He was strong and shaped like a giant bear, but in front of Lin Zuntian, he was like a little pug, and in front of others, he looked like a vicious wolf, completely discarding the dignity of a cultivator but still thinking he was proud, such a person is really sad and lamentable!

Ji Changkong couldn't cry or laugh, he was a slave to others, he was still the kind of slave who could be given up at any time, and he was not ashamed that his surname had been changed, this kind of person was really ......

Airplanes~!

The black man was the first to make a move, and Ji Changkong's indifference made him have a bad premonition, especially when he thought of Ji Changkong's coldness before, he was shocked, so he wanted to fight quickly.

It's a pity that he is destined to be a tragedy!

The Great Perfection of the Heavenly Gate of the Flesh is amazing, and the combat power is amazing, comparable to the top geniuses.

Maybe at this time, he is not as good as the Demon Dance Chaos and his two senior brothers, but if it is discussed, it is definitely a top genius level, and the more than ten cultivators in front of him except for the two black big men who are the monks of the Heavenly Gate and the First Heaven Sect, the rest have not even set foot in the Heavenly Gate.

Open the pulse thirteen, it is already great to be able to cultivate to the ninth level, from the ninth to the thirteenth level, you can directly set foot in the gate of heaven, but there are strong and weak, and although this big man is good, but he only opens the pulse ten times and sets foot in the gate of heaven, which is far from genius.

The combination of the mana of the Heavenly Gate and the strong physical body, the huge fist came towards him with a whining sound, and even the cultivators of the Heavenly Gate Heavy had to frown when they faced this blow.

"It's a joke that the little eightfold waste of the open pulse still dares to confront Lord Lin, I think it's good that this kid can block a move......"

"That's right, letting Lord Lin shoot is like killing chickens with a knife, and it's enough for me to shoot......"

"Maybe Lord Lin wants to abuse him well, let's just watch the show......"

......

More than a dozen cultivators were talking, their faces were full of lightness, and they didn't pay attention to Ji Changkong at all.

Of course, they had heard of Ji Changkong's record before, it was nothing more than killing a few Open Vein Nine Wastes and dodging Lin Zuntian's blow, but in their opinion, this was just the credit of that Liu Zhan.

Tianmen and Kaimai, these are completely two worlds, there are geniuses who fight across borders, but it is definitely not Ji Changkong!

This is the gap in vision, these people are just scattered cultivators or children of small forces, otherwise they would not even have to stammer with the servants under Lin Zuntian's command, and the real disciples of big forces are disdainful and impossible to do such a thing!

The excitement in Lin San's eyes flashed, he was extremely happy to be able to kill Ji Changkong with his own hands, Lin Zuntian once said that there were 10,000 spirit stones for killing Ji Changkong, but he specially asked for him to take action in person in order to take revenge himself.

Brush!

Ji Changkong took a step back slightly to avoid a punch, and the whistling fist wind didn't even lift the corners of his clothes.

"Yes, I still have some ability," he smiled slightly, extremely indifferent.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the faces of a dozen or so people who were waiting to see the joke were embarrassed, and it was obvious that Ji Changkong avoided a blow that made them embarrassed.

"Eh, this third master must be playing tricks on this kid, I think it's enough to play this kid's death...... Yes, yes, yes...... Well said......"

However, the next scene completely cut off their delusions.

Lin San roared angrily and stepped out, the terrifying power shook the earth, the thigh-thick arms and the big fist of the grinding disc fell, and the sound of the void in all directions was continuous, it was a terrifying killing machine formed by the convergence of power and mana.

Ji Changkong didn't move at all, even if the violent fist wind swept the corners of his clothes, he didn't move in the slightest.

Raise your hand, clench your fist, and punch!

This series of movements was completed almost in an instant, exactly the same posture, exactly the same result, Lin San flew out upside down again, and his right arm was twisted into a twist again.

"You, you ......" Lin San's face was full of horror, as if he had encountered something unbelievable.

It was understandable that he was seriously injured under the enemy before, but this time, he shot with all his strength, and the result was still like this, at this moment he suddenly regretted a little in his heart, as if he had done something wrong this time!

But soon he completely put this kind of thinking aside, not to mention that there were so many people around him, just said that he was Lin Zuntian's person, he didn't believe that Ji Changkong dared to make a move.

"Kill him for me!"

Lin Si roared angrily, thinking that Lin San was crushing Ji Changkong, but who knew that the situation was actually reversed in an instant, so that he didn't even have time to react.

"It's okay to keep one, I'm curious what would happen if Lin Zuntian knew about this," Ji Changkong's face flashed with a hideous look.

Rumble!

He punched out, and the sound of air explosion exploded again and again.

The first one was torn apart on the spot, and no matter how much he resisted, it was useless.

There are more than ten people left, except for a few diehards, the remaining people are trembling with their legs and dare not move forward, after all, it is too cruel to beat a person into minced flesh alive.

It is impossible for anyone to be indifferent to this scene, it has nothing to do with courage, it is just nature.

"Kill him and reward him with 10,000 spirit stones and a spell," Lin Si shouted at the right time.

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and more than a dozen cultivators glanced at each other and then rushed to kill with a frantic shout.

"Kill!"

Ji Changkong suddenly let out a loud shout, he jumped up, and the whole person soared three feet, and pressed down with one palm, and the vast divine power shrouded all four or five cultivators in it.

Poof, poof......

The four or five people shattered on the spot, while Ji Changkong turned around in the void, and a whip leg fell on another cultivator, the cultivator's face was terrified, and the mana gushed out frantically in front of him to block the blow.

However, it can't, not even block!

At this time, Ji Changkong turned into a killing god, and every time he made a move, he brought a bloody storm, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep without scruples, and in just a dozen breaths, more than ten strong people were all shattered, and stumps and broken arms flew everywhere.

The Great Perfection of the Heavenly Gate of the Flesh, and it is the kind of Great Perfection of the Thirteenth Heaven Promotion, the strength of the combat power is amazing, such a combat power, how can a mere slave and scattered cultivation resist.

Burst!

The last cultivator who opened the Ten Heavens pierced his chest, and there were only two people left in the entire stone room, one was Lin San with a pale face, and the other was Lin Si with a frightened face.

At this moment, the situation is completely reversed!