In the distance, a harsh sound came, and in an instant, a bald man in red robe came through the air.
This man has an ugly face, no eyebrows and small eyes. He is dressed in a red monk's robe and holds a crescent scimitar. He is filled with evil aura.
When Lin Jichen saw him, he was already complaining in his heart. Could it be that Mr. Jin's martial arts character traveled through time?
"This bald donkey is so ugly!" Ren Lan didn't care who he was, but Zu An went up and ridiculed him.
The red-robed bald man was furious, his eyes were fierce, and he said: "Who are you calling ugly!"
Ren Lan chuckled and said, "I'll scold anyone who talks to me. Besides, is there a second bald donkey here?"
It's also a credit to her that she plays physical training, and team battles focus on damage resistance. If she switches to a squishy profession, with her mouth, she will be killed by the enemy in minutes.
The red-robed bald man glanced around and found the body of his godson, and he immediately went completely crazy.
"You dare to kill my godson, and I will make all of you pay with your lives!"
Before he finished speaking, the red-robed bald man took action, drew his sword with both hands, and struck in the air!
Click!
There seemed to be a bloody lightning flashing through the void.
I saw a bright scarlet sword light, spanning hundreds of feet, extremely condensed, like a blood-colored sky hanging straight for nine days!
The sword light has not yet arrived, but the sword intention is already overwhelming!
With just one blow, everyone suffered considerable damage.
Especially Gu Qiuxue and Niu Naitang from the auxiliary professions, they almost died.
[Human Race: Blood Knife Ancestor]
[Occupation: Sword repairman]
[Level: BOSS level]
[Age: 1699 years old]
[Talent: Successor of the Sword Demon]
[Strength: Early stage of enlightenment]
[Tao Principle: Xuan Level]
[HP: 300w/300w]
【Attack:28900】
[Defense: 20000]
【Speed:22000】
【Knowing:11050】
【Heart protection: 8000】
[Toughness: 39%]
[Dodge: 40%]
[Resistance: 30%]
【Skill:~~】
After seeing this guy's attributes.
Everyone except Lin Jichen looked solemn. Obviously, for them, this level of opponent was too strong.
Ren Lan had no fear, she knew she had to stand in front.
She shouted softly, her fists burned with blazing flames, bursting out with strong power, and took the lead to attack!
"Red Flame Shenglong Fist!"
Ren Lan locked onto the Blood Knife Ancestor in an instant, his hot fist power exploded in the air, and manic energy swept across!
However, the Blood Knife Ancestor gently waved a light shield to cancel out all the power of the fist. He laughed wantonly: "You, a little girl like you, want to hurt me with your fists and legs?"
How could Ren Lan tolerate this ridicule? She became furious and transformed into a god of war to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor.
Chu Hongling, as a physical cultivator, was not idle either. She and Ren Lan were double-teaming each other on the left and right, and Buddhist secrets were frequently revealed.
The rest of the people immediately joined the battle and besieged them together.
Facing so many enemies, the Blood Knife Ancestor couldn't help but get into a panic.
If there were three or four opponents, he would not be weak at all.
But more than ten people attacked him at the same time, and none of these people were good at it. They all had unique skills and great strength.
Ren Lan and Chu Hongling restrained him, Xing Sen attacked him in front of him, Shang Lingqing attacked from behind, and remote professions such as Tang Ning, Jiang Luoyu and Huanyi continued to harass him.
Even minor professions such as Niu Naitang, Qin Xiaowei, and Gu Qiuxue can use various skills to disgust him.
Even the Blood Sword Ancestor, who was in the realm of enlightenment, was also beaten to a point where he was a little dizzy.
He didn't expect that none of these young people were easy to mess with.
After dozens of rounds, the Blood Knife Ancestor no longer had the domineering attitude he had just before, but instead looked very embarrassed, with various wounds on his body.
But for him, these minor injuries are nothing to worry about.
It's just that such a battle is undoubtedly a kind of torture, and he doesn't want to continue it anymore.
"Ancestor is going to skin you all and cramp you!"
The Blood Knife Ancestor shouted loudly, and with a sudden movement, he escaped from the encirclement of Ren Lan and Chu Hongling, and went straight towards Gu Qiuxue and the other assistants!
In a group fight, you must first kill the crispy ones. The ancestor of the Blood Knife naturally understands this.
Although these minor skills did no harm, the various control and silence skills annoyed him so much that he had to get rid of these people first!
Seeing that Niu Naitang at the front was about to suffer, the others were indifferent and did not come to support him.
When the Blood Knife Ancestor saw this, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. It seems that these juniors are simply timid and afraid of death, or they are simply incompatible with each other, and they are not of the same mind at all.
This is very beneficial to him. He just wants to take this opportunity to get rid of these annoying minors first!
Although the little loli in front of him was extremely cute, the Blood Knife Ancestor showed no pity or sympathy at all, and chopped off the blood knife in his hand!
Just when Niu Naitang was about to be killed, a sword light next to him was like a comet crossing the sun and the moon, and it faced the Blood Sword Ancestor with unparalleled power.
The Blood Knife Ancestor's eyebrows trembled unconsciously, and he subconsciously gave up on Niu Naitang for the time being, raising his knife and slashing to the side.
boom!
With one sword strike and another strike, the two forces collided and an astonishing torrent erupted. The void was boiling and surging, and a thunderstorm-like sound resounded across the sky.
The eyes of the Blood Knife Ancestor were actually replaced by shock.
He looked at the person who drew the sword in disbelief, the young man in white who had not made a move.
Before, he thought that this person was afraid of him so he didn't dare to take action, but he didn't expect that this person was the strongest among them!
So strong! So strong that even the Blood Knife Ancestor was secretly frightened.
He had never seen such a powerful god-transformation monk. The power of the sword just made him, a strong man in the realm of enlightenment, fall back several meters.
That sword energy is definitely something that a sword cultivator in the God Transformation Realm can possess.
He clearly has the sword intent of the Enlightenment Realm, but he only has the aura of the Divine Transformation Realm.
If this person was in the realm of enlightenment, I am afraid that he would have been seriously injured in that moment just now
The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became.
The Blood Knife Ancestor said with a gloomy face: "Who are you?"
However, Lin Jichen didn't want to answer at all, and just said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, I will kill your people."
The Blood Knife Ancestor was not afraid to smile back, and his smile looked a bit ferocious.
"Haha, don't think that you can be arrogant in front of me if you have some strength. There will be a time when you kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Having said that, the Blood Knife Ancestor drew his sword again, and the blade drew a mysterious arc in the void. In an instant, the sword light emerged, filling the blade!
"Yam Luo Soul-fixing Sword!"
The Blood Knife Ancestor gave a low shout, twisted the Blood Knife in his hand, and slashed from top to bottom!
The bloody sword energy surged into the sky, the sword was as cold as a sea of knives in hell, and a roar like a god or demon shook the world.
Lin Jichen stood suspended in the air, dressed in white like jade, twisting a sword in one hand, and his whole body was filled with mysterious sword intent, like a sword fairy coming to the world and looking down at all things.
"Tianzhao Sword Violence!"
The Tianzhao Sword Manual taught by Yuan Tianjian has been used like fire and pure love in Lin Jichen's hands.
At the same time as the sword energy swept out, there seemed to be only one sound left in the surrounding space, and that was the sound of the sword chanting!
