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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty: Whetstone and Gold Chips

"It's quite a lot. It is estimated that tens of thousands of spirit bodies have been thrown into it." The wrinkles on Gou Chen's face became curved and his expression turned grim: "I only regret that I didn't kill more!"
"Ten thousand?" When Yang Anxing heard Gou Chen's words, his expression froze slightly. One person corresponds to one spirit, and there are tens of thousands of spirits. He really couldn't imagine where Gou Chen could get so many spirits.
Unless...decades ago...
With such thoughts in his mind, the expression on Yang Anxing's face finally became serious. Although his view of seeking immortality also came from that era.
But he only had a few dozen or so scattered spirits in his hands, which made his evil spirits extremely ferocious. It was hard for him to imagine what ghosts raised by tens of thousands of spirits would look like.
In Yang Anxing's walking principles, the most taboo thing when facing a strong enemy is to attack rashly without knowing the details of the opponent. Both disciples and evil spirits can be sacrificed, but his own life is the last one.
Under such rules, Yang Anxing gave up the idea of ​​attacking Jisha from both sides, and instead watched Jisha and his fellow disciples attack Gouchen, while he himself kept his lower body steady and could attack or retreat.
The crowd of people seeking immortality were fierce, and the evil spirit roared sharply, but they could not shake the look in Gou Chen's eyes. He still held his hands behind his back, and black energy suddenly popped out from the ground. In an instant, it was like a whip lock, locking the evil spirit and all the people seeking immortality.
On the body of the Taoist priest of Xianguan.
The chains tightened instantly, and with a soft cry, the bodies of Ji Sha and the Taoist priests stopped instantly, and then as the chains tightened inch by inch, they were bound to the ground. Although they were full of powerful momentum, they could not break free even an inch.
"I have been practicing for decades, and I have cultivated it all into the dog's belly." He waved his hand and used a palm force to shatter the evil spirit. Gou Chen looked at the only remaining Yang Anxing: "With this little ability, you still dare to chase me here? It seems like
It’s all thanks to you, the conservator, who is behind me.”
As he said that, he was about to take action when he found Jiang Xin suddenly ran out of the thick fog and landed dozens of meters away from Yang Anxing: "You bastard, if you don't come early, you won't come later!"
Um???
Hearing Gou Chen's scolding, Jiang Xinzhen was a little confused, and then he found Yang Anxing who was catching him with a strong wind. His heart moved, and his whole body instantly turned into black rocks and dispersed. When he reappeared, he was already at Gou Chen's side.
Standing to fight off the rebellion, Jiang Xin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then saw several Taoist priests who were tied to the ground and unable to move: "Old man Gou, what kind of method is this? It seems that it is not among the methods you gave me.
"
"You bastard!" Gou Chen's mouth twitched, and he slapped Jiang Xin on the head: "Use your stupid brain! Did I really not leave it to you?"
"this..."
Jiang Xinning choked for a moment, and after looking at it carefully, she became a little confused: "Looking like this, could it be that the gods and ghosts have banned it? But isn't that a forbidden spell?"
Hearing Jiang Xin's doubts, Gou Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath, glanced at Jiang Xin meaningfully, and then suddenly opened his eyes, making Jiang Xin fall in the direction where Yang Anxing was.
"Bastard, looking at you, I know that you have wasted all the efforts I gave you. Come, let me see what methods you have learned outside. As for the methods I passed on to you,
Leave it alone."
"Fuck!" Hearing the body next to his ear and realizing that he was flying forward involuntarily, Jiang Xin's eyes were suddenly startled. He straightened his waist and Yuan Qi suddenly sank: "It's falling by a thousand catties!"
boom-
Like steel, it hit the ground and stirred up a cloud of dust. Jiang Xin successfully stabilized his body, and then saw Yang Anxing rushing towards him with murderous eyes. He was shocked again: "Qimen-Eight Doors Transport
!”
Whoosh—
After a burst of wind, Yang Anxing successfully grabbed the opportunity and rushed out of the source of tree nectar without stopping. But more than ten meters away, Jiang Xin's figure reappeared: "Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have let the person just now
I'm afraid I might get hurt."
"Passed through?" After holding the empty palm, Yang Anxing turned back to look at Jiang Xin. A teleportation and an eight-door transport made him understand that it would be difficult to solve Jiang Xin instantly.
In this way, only by using continuous oppressive attacks can Jiang Xin be captured.
Yang Anxing could see Gou Chen's thoughts and wanted to use himself as a whetstone to test Jiang Xin, but this was also his opportunity.
At this moment, the brothers and disciples could no longer be saved, but even if he was the only one who could save his life, it would be great. This is exactly what is said about leaving green mountains without fear of running out of firewood.
With the skills brought by his age, Yang Anxing did not feel that he would lose to Jiang Xin at all. There was only one thought in his mind, how could he hold Jiang Xin in his hands and become a hostage in order to survive.
Knowing what Gou Chen was thinking, Jiang Xin was surprised. Just as he was about to mobilize his Yuan Qi, he suddenly noticed an inexplicable force pouring into his body, which actually improved his cultivation level a little.
"At this time, Du Fang has already started to take action?" Jiang Xin's eyes showed a hint of joy, saying that this foreign aid came at the right time, and then the whole person's momentum completely converged and condensed to the extreme.
Staring at Yang Anxing closely, a piece of information emerged in Jiang Xin's mind: From what he had heard before, he knew that this guy had the means to refine evil spirits in Ye Maoshan, and he might also possess the method of summoning spirits.
It can be seen from the two meetings just now that this guy's explosive speed is extremely fast and has already surpassed me. It is not advisable to compete with him.
It's hard to judge his strength, but this guy's decades of actual combat experience should be quite strong. Just the word "quick" can make me tired of dealing with it, so I can't get close to him, at least I can't get entangled with him!
In this way, enhance your strength to ensure that he will not be attacked by surprise, and at the same time try to attack with long-range and mental means, so that you can fight with him for a while.
That’s right, fight for a while!
The information obtained now is limited. If not counting the killing move like Purple Flame Pill, Jiang Xin can only make a judgment that is most beneficial to him for a while.
Even if you use the ultimate move, it's hard to tell whether you can win.
Yang Anxing still has a chance of survival now, so he will not make a killing move when facing Jiang Xin, because he needs Jiang Xin as a threat to leave, and dead or dying people cannot be used as hostages.
But if Jiang Xin cuts off his last glimmer of hope, Bao Buqi will commit a desperate act to kill both of them. Regardless of whether they are humans or animals, their desperate attacks are always extremely violent, and there will be no way to test them.
There are not many opportunities to engage in a real battle with a powerful enemy under the supervision of powerful elders, so naturally it should not be wasted hastily.
Staring at Jiang Xin's pupils, Yang Anxing seemed to see the change in his mood. He made a fist with one hand and a palm with the other: "Boy, let me see whether I will become a whetstone today or you will become a golden chip."
Chapter completed!
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