No matter how common the moves are, in the hands of a strong person, they are all deadly moves.
Not to mention that this Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique was passed down by Patriarch Qingye.
No one has ever been able to unleash its true power.
Now, Jiang Siming uses the strength of the God Transformation Realm to activate this sword technique.
The entire sky was completely covered by black clouds, and countless electric lights quickly gathered in the clouds. After a moment, a terrifying thunder light fell from the sky and landed on the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.
But, it seems this hasn’t stopped yet!
Jiang Siming picked up the sword technique again, held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and swung out a shocking sword shadow!
"Breaking Wind Slash!"
Two completely different sword moves merged into one at this moment.
Jiang Siming borrowed the power of a giant, and twenty times the spiritual power was enough to support the combination of these two sword moves. Coupled with his ultimate understanding of these two sword moves, Jiang Siming made the impossible possible.
Even the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword made an extremely excited sword cry.
There are few swords that can have such an owner and wield such amazing sword moves.
The divine sword's true art of controlling thunder combined with the violent wind and breathless slash!
God, things have changed!
Two terrifying sword energies of different colors merged into one in the entanglement, and struck down the thousand-year-old zombie king together!
Bah!
The Millennium Corpse King suffered this sword attack, and his body was split into two parts from head to toe.
There is still a large amount of sword energy left, flying towards the Holy Ancestor of Yuan Cha.
Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha didn't expect this to happen at all, and only reacted when the sword energy hit his face.
But there was no way to escape, and he endured the sword energy firmly.
boom!
Although the Star Giant did not split into two like the Corpse King, its entire body was also trembling violently.
The body of thunder that had been condensed so hard before was finally completely disintegrated!
All the power of the thunder was in vain.
Seeing the Thousand-Year Zombie King that he had spent hundreds of years refining being chopped into two halves, Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha's heart was bleeding.
The Corpse King was split into two, but it was still a corpse and could still move.
But at this time, after experiencing Jiang Siming's power, the Corpse King, who was originally not afraid of anything, actually started to be afraid.
Even the two halves of the corpse got up and tried to escape.
This guy is so scary!
Zombies are scared when they see them.
Jiang Siming smiled coldly and chased after him without giving him a chance to escape.
Before taking action, he did not forget to joke: "A corpse must have a corpse, Yazi, don't always cause trouble to the living."
"Since you won't die in peace, I'll give you a ride."
Let's talk, Jiang Siming threw the two halves of the Thousand-Year Corpse King into the sky, and then swung two punches.
Beat it into powder and completely dissipate into the sky.
"No!"
The Holy Ancestor of Yuan Cha tried to persuade him to stay, but to no avail.
After solving this corpse king, Jiang Siming's next target is him.
Seeing Jiang Siming walking towards him, the expression of Saint Ancestor Yuancha changed, and he finally realized that this 'ant' in the God Transformation Realm was not an ordinary God Transformation Realm monk at all.
Far stronger than he imagined.
"Good boy, you are indeed capable of competing with the old man, but if people of our level want to fight to the death, there is no need for you to say it. It is better to turn the conflict into friendship and settle the matter."
Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha began to appeal for peace. He really didn't know how many trump cards Jiang Siming had.
Scared. Scared.
If you can't afford to offend, you can't afford to hide.
He believed that he was a monk in the Fusion Realm, and the other party would never dare to really fight to the death.
But he seemed to have thought wrong.
Jiang Siming walked towards him step by step, with no intention of stopping.
"Don't you love to laugh? Why don't you laugh now?"
Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha's face turned green, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be too proud, I just don't want to die together. If you want to kill me, you have to pay a big price. Why bother? Besides, the instigator wants to attack your Qingyun Sect is this ghost king."
, why don’t you just go find him?”
At this time, the Ghost King had been beaten to the ground by Shui Yue and was unable to move.
After hearing this, his last hope was gone.
"Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha, I'm going to destroy you, Immortal Ban Ban!" the Ghost King yelled.
The Holy Ancestor of Yuan Cha didn't care. He was a poor Taoist but a fellow Taoist. As long as he could run away, he didn't care who took the blame.
Jiang Siming acted as if he didn't hear anything. He just smiled softly and said, "I will handle him. Don't worry. I'll handle you first."
After saying that, Jiang Siming raised his head and raised his head, and the golden light in his palms shone brightly!
King Kong Tu Fushou!
The Vajra Tu Fu Shou, which is twenty times the cultivation level, has already entered the realm of becoming gods and can be used.
The power is so terrifying that even the Holy Ancestor of Yuan Cha despairs!
Another trump card!
This guy has another trick up his sleeve.
Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha couldn't stand up anymore, so he took the lead and ran away. He no longer had the look and demeanor of a master just now.
But how could he avoid this King Kong Tu Fu Shou?
Before he could run far, a golden palm print hit his back firmly!
boom!
This time, the star giant shattered!
An old man fell from the sky and made a big pit.
It was the Holy Ancestor of Yuan Cha who was beaten back to his original form.
At this time, the Holy Ancestor was lying in the pit, his clothes were ragged and dying, his eyes were desperate and full of fear.
"Senior, it's me who can't see Taishan. Please treat me like a piece of shit and let me go."
Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha was coughing up blood as he spoke, and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his mouth, looking extremely miserable.
At this time, it was time for the giant potion. Jiang Siming returned to his original appearance, wringing it out of the pit like a chicken and throwing it on the ground.
"Didn't you like to laugh before? I heard that boys who love to laugh will have good luck. You might as well smile, maybe I can let you go."
Jiang Siming gave him a 'friendly' smile.
Daoxuan and the others couldn't help laughing.
A boy who loves to laugh... What a boy, a thousand-year-old boy?
Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha was furious in his heart, but his face was full of fear. "Senior is joking..."
"Who are you kidding me? I want you to laugh now!" Jiang Siming's eyes turned cold and his murderous intent was revealed.
Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha shivered and smiled uglier than crying: "Hehe..."
"You look so ugly when you smile. I don't want to see you smile. Now I just want to see you cry. Cry for me."
Saint Ancestor Yuan Cha: "...."
"A scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated! If you feel like it, kill me! But you'd better remember that I am a monk in the Fusion Realm. I have countless friends of the same level, and even some..."
puff!
Before the Holy Ancestor of Yuan Cha could finish his words, he was completely killed by Jiang Siming!
"I asked you to cry or not. It's a lot of nonsense. I originally wanted to let you go, but now I'm sorry."
Jiang Siming casually shook his hand and took back his sword.
The war is finally over.
Everyone began to prepare to clean up the battlefield.
Daoxuan thought he could pick up treasures. After all, the Ghost King brought so many high-level demon cultivators, and their storage bags were full of treasures.
But before they could get it, they were all gone.
Then Jiang Siming had dozens of storage bags in his hand, one of which was a storage bag from the Yuan Cha Saint Ancestor Fusion Realm.
"Oh, there are so many bags. I've made a fortune. Ladies, let's go back and divide them slowly."