Chapter 342: It's not me, it's not me, no cause and effect
"Buzz——"
The blazing blow of Chu Yu's fist went straight to the face of Bai Ye, the great demon of the eleventh realm. At the same time, a ray of light from the flying sword rushed to the side of Bai Ye's head, while Xiang Ji on the side used all his strength to smash the nine realms.
The martial artist's strongest punch hit Bai Ye's abdomen. The two martial artists, one at the tenth level and the other at the ninth level, attacked Bai Ye. According to Lin Zhao, they only needed to stick to Bai Ye for a short while.
"you!"
Bai Ye was shocked and turned pale. He quickly retreated and swept the folding fan in his hand. Suddenly, a white fox tail stretched across the front, forming a protective energy like a galaxy. For a moment, Chu Yu and Xiang Ji's fists were all blocked. After all, there was a realm.
There is a big gap, and Bai Ye is relatively strong among the eleven realms, so it’s normal that he can’t win by surprise.
On the other side, Gao Zhi's sword fell in the air and went straight to Shi Jungang's face.
"ah?!"
This sharp sword made Shi Jungang's face turn pale instantly. It came too fast. The opponent's aura of stealing the sky and changing the sun was so well hidden that even she, who was in the eleventh realm, was not aware of it. The female Sword Immortal Gao Zhi's lightning
A sword like that filled Shi Jungang's heart with chills. She could no longer dodge it. Her heart skipped a beat and her chest straightened. It actually shattered a golden bone pattern on her chest, and the bone was shattered instantly.
The shavings condensed into a golden air shield, which heavily blocked Gao Zhi's determined sword!
However, just as Shi Jungang blocked Gao Zhi's sword, wisps of dragon energy surged deep in the earth beneath his feet!
"What?!"
Shi Jungang looked down hurriedly, and immediately saw streaks of gray-white dragon energy breaking out of the ground, forming an indiscriminate attack on the entire surrounding area, and these dragon energy also contained an extremely deep power!
Dragons rise everywhere!
The special effect attached to Lin Zhao's Dragon Prison Necklace causes 500% damage to targets within 40×40 yards, and makes them silenced and unable to move for 3 seconds!
"Zhi Zhi, Muzhen, kill him with all your strength!"
Lin Zhao's sword light flashed coldly, and he threw out a sword energy cage again to imprison Shi Jungang, making him unable to move. He immediately followed up with the Li Jian Style, dealing "puffing and puffing" damage. In fact, his damage was very serious to Shi Jungang.
For a first-level boss, he is completely dispensable, but he still wants to fight, but there is no way. His character is too stable, so he can count on fighting more!
Gao Zhi handed out a sword again, the sword light surged, and pierced Shi Jungang's chest with a "puff" sound. The tip of the sword came out, and blood splattered. At the same time, two flying swords wrapped in the aura of the avenue, moved backwards
Penetrating Shi Jungang's abdomen, just as Gao Zhi swept his sword again and left a sword mark at Shi Jungang's throat, the wooden sword fell from the sky, enveloping the Tianyuan realm energy all over the sky, a strike like a god coming down from the earth.
The fist hit Shi Jungang's Tianling Cap, and there was an immediate "snap" sound. Shi Jungang's skull was probably cracked, and strands of blood flowed down his beautiful face.
"You...how dare you do this!?"
Shi Jungang couldn't bring up the slightest spiritual energy at this time, and could only rely on the tyrannical body of the demon clan to withstand the mad attacks of the two eleven realms. His arms were crossed in front of his chest, his body was rickety, and his pretty face became extremely twisted and ferocious.
He roared angrily: "You two, remember, if you can't kill my master Jun Gang today, I will repay you tenfold for this shame in the future!"
With 1 second of silence left, Lin Zhao suddenly took action, and a sword energy enveloped Shi Jungang's body. Then Lin Zhao rushed out with his sword, turning into an afterimage and hitting Shi Jungang's chest heavily.
Before, as expected, the hit priority of the sword energy impact was not high, and the stun effect of the impact was missed, but immediately the sword flew away, and the Shenglong Zhan general Shi Jungang's entire body was lifted up.
"continue!"
He swept past and followed his master Jun Gang to attack from the flank, leaving the front to Gao Zhi. For a moment, Gao Zhi opened his five fingers, and a strong sword intent surged from his delicate body, and the sword intent turned into a dense sword energy.
"Puff puff puff" shots continued to penetrate Shi Jungang's body, and in the blink of an eye the commander of the Eleventh Realm of the Demon Clan was almost beaten into a sieve.
The wooden pole fell from the sky and punched like thunder. Every punch wanted to shatter Shi Jungang's brain. However, Shi Jungang's physical body was very powerful. He was worthy of being a leader of the demon clan who had trained with the demon ancestor. His forehead was blasted.
There was a buzzing sound, and blood was flowing all over his face, but he wouldn't die!
As soon as the dragon rising time passed, Lin Zhao launched a sword from the flank and hit the bullfight hard, landing hard between Shi Jungang's waist and eyes, and immediately knocked him away. At the same time, the ten swords summoned by Gao Zhi were glowing.
The demon soul swords with strange light fell from the sky, constantly besieging Shi Jungang, and even the wooden bamboo pole could not be reached, and it was impossible to get close.
Lin Zhao raised his sword and retreated. He had done all he could do. All he had to do next was to protect himself and not let himself be killed. The rest would be left to Zhi Zhi.
"Good job you did!"
Shi Jungang's face was covered with blood, his hair disheveled, and he roared with a ferocious expression: "Do you think you can kill my Shi Jungang like this? I...I am the chief disciple of the Demon Clan's Ancestral Mountain...Jiu Ling Zhenjun, how can you
How dare you do this?!"
As he spoke, Shi Jungang gritted his teeth, and the magic weapons from the storage belt around his waist came out one after another, forming protective barriers around him. He rose into the air and was about to leave, with resentment in his eyes: "You guys are going to kill me."
Don’t let me go... When I come back, I will take your gardenia, wooden bamboo pole, and you..."
She looked at Lin Zhao fiercely: "And you ant, pull out the souls of all of you, light a ten thousand year lamp, and let you suffer in the fire and never rest in peace forever!"
"Yeah?"
Zhi Zhi raised her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you really think you can escape?"
As he said that, Zhi Zhi raised his left hand and dropped it suddenly, just like pulling a meteor from the sky. Suddenly one of the ten demon soul swords fell in the air and hit Shi Jungang's body hard.
The blade of the sword whirled sharply, erupting into terrifying vortexes, trying to penetrate the barrier of Shi Jungang's magic weapon. In the blink of an eye, cracks appeared on the tip of the sword, making a squeaking sound.
But Gao Zhi didn't care at all. He opened his five fingers and raised his sword intent to its peak. In an instant, the sword exploded. Immediately, a bunch of Shi Jungang's magic weapons turned into powder, and even her body was demonized.
In the explosion of the soul sword, it turned into a pile of blood rain and was evaporated, and the dignified Ancestral Mountain Eleventh Realm was just beheaded by Gao Zhi.
Naturally, the price paid by Zhi Zhi was also extremely huge. He had already lost one of his ten demon soul swords.
"That's it!"
Lin Zhaoqing's sword flew southward and said: "Zhi Zhi, Muzhao, Chu Yu, Xiang Ji, return to the snowy Tianchi!"
"Go together!"
Muzhen opened his left hand, and a Tianyuan realm warrior's fist wrapped Chu Yu, Xiang Ji and Lin Zhao in it. He jumped up and led everyone back to the snowy Tianchi in the wind, and punched with his right hand in succession,
Three consecutive layers of mountain and water restrictions arranged by the demon clan in the air were shattered. Behind him, Zhizhi circulated nine demon soul swords, killing a group of demon monks including Bai Ye who did not dare to pursue them.
…
Snowy Tianchi.
"..."
Above the unformed Jingguan, the eleventh-level ghost cultivator Yinghuo stared at the Mohist ranger not far away in shock. His mood was extremely complicated. How could he be so unlucky? This man's breath was long and thick, and he was full of strong sword intent.
If something unexpected happened, it would be the twelfth realm, and it would be a sword cultivation. One twelfth realm in the human race would be enough to feed oneself, but sword cultivation would be even more difficult.
Xu Shuo looked up at the ghost cultivator on the pile of corpses and frowned. Before going down the mountain, his master did say that he was not allowed to use his sword against the demon clan to avoid unnecessary karma. After all, the demon clan is in the upper world.
There are also people who do things that are too extreme and cannot be justified by the Mo family's ancestral family, but the master did not say not to use the sword against the ghost clan!
When Xu Shuo thought of this, he felt a little happy and raised his hand to draw his sword!
"Sword Immortal!"
Yinghuo, a ghost cultivator in the eleventh realm, spoke first, her voice trembling: "Can you not do anything?"
"cannot."
Xu Shuo shook his head: "It's okay if I haven't met you. Now that I have met you, I have no choice but to kill you!"
"Yeah?"
Yinghuo showed a look of pain, and in the next second, wisps of green bone claws attacked Xu Shuo from all directions. He jumped into the air with a ferocious face: "I'll fuck your uncle's bullshit swordsman, I'm also a dignified eleven."
If you admit that I can’t defeat you, how can I still not outrun you?!”
With that said, he flew away in the air.
But in the next second, Yinghuo's heart suddenly trembled. It was not good. He felt someone standing on his shoulder. He turned around and saw that the Mohist ranger in blue had not drawn his sword, but was standing with a sword intent.
On his shoulder, without looking at himself, he said: "I am an upright swordsman, but you call me a bullshit swordsman, a monster, and you are to blame!"
With a loud noise, Xu Shuo stepped down, and suddenly countless strong sword intent surged downwards, slamming Yinghuo's body to the ground. At the same time, the sword intent swirled around and condensed into a big green bell.
, imprisoning Yinghuo's body in it.
"Last words?"
Xu Shuo stood in the air and smiled lightly.
Yinghuo, a monk from the eleventh realm ghost tribe, stood up against the opponent's blazing sword intent and stood in the big green bell. He gritted his teeth and said, "Can you let me go?"
"dream."
Xu Shuo said: "We finally got down the mountain and haven't killed anyone so far. If we come back empty-handed, my brothers and sisters will probably laugh their heads off. Besides, I didn't go looking for you. You sent me there yourself."
In front of me."
"In that case..."
Yinghuo gritted her teeth: "Dare you ask me the name of the Sword Immortal?"
"Mo Jia, Xu Shuo."
"good."
The eleventh-level ghost cultivator Yinghuo risked his life and cursed loudly in the big green bell: "Xu Shuo, I'm going to destroy you like an immortal!"
"..."
Xu Shuo did not make any unnecessary movements, he gently opened the five fingers of his right hand, and clenched it with a "Peng" sound. The big green bell disappeared in the air, and countless sword energy criss-crossed, beating the body of the eleventh realm ghost cultivator Yinghuo to ashes.
Okay, after killing the person, he took out his ears, flicked the earwax out elegantly, and muttered: "Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard chants sutras, it's neither me nor myself, it doesn't involve cause and effect..."
