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Chapter 39 Isn't this a fairy method?!

The leader of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Wudi!

Looking at the unruly man in black robe who used the Bei Ming Whale Swallowing Technique to instantly suck the second elder Qi Mu into a useless person, Ji Qiu's heart gradually became solemn.

Although this person does not practice Qi refining, his martial arts skills alone are not inferior to those of Qi Condensation Realm masters.

He is considered to be the strongest person that Ji Qiu has ever seen until now.

"Don't you always think of yourself as being righteous and have dismissed our Daming Sect as an evil sect?"

"Hahaha, today I, Yan Wudi, will give you a chance to slay demons and protect your way!"

"Come and fight!"

Yan Wudi stepped forward, laughed, and in just a moment sucked up all the energy of the second Taiyue Elder, and then let out a long roar and emptied his palms!

The palm print formed, and a heavy energy spurt appeared. Just the rolling air waves knocked back the six martial arts innates who were surrounding them!

A powerful burst of true energy spurted out, causing the airflow to roar and the wind to roll on the top of the mountain hundreds of feet high.

No one can stop him, vertically and horizontally, the power of the Demon Sect leader has reached this level!

The purple-shirted man shouted loudly, and the long knife in his hand slashed out. Taking the opportunity, he directly cut off the golden eagle's claws.

Later, when the strange beast was in pain, it had a chance to breathe, and then had a chance to glance in the direction of Yan Wudi.

"How could this devil... have such a level of cultivation!"

"What magical skill has he mastered?"

It doesn't matter at first glance.

When the guest in purple shirt saw Yan Wudi defeating six masters in a row, and the demonic power was so overwhelming that the innate masters in the room couldn't even lift their heads, he couldn't help but be shocked.

With such a demeanor, even if the leader of the Jianglong Sect, Wang Jianglong, comes in person, he may not be his opponent!

Dao Xiao Mo Chang, if they die here today, I am afraid that the whole river and lake will usher in a demonic disaster!

A rolling chill rose in my heart.

When the purple-shirted guest saw that Yan Wu was still hostile, with a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle, directed at the young monk who had forced back several demonic masters with a sword, his heart was pounding.

Just now Ji Qiu defeated the Three Heroes of Taiyue in a row, which is certainly worthy of shock, but in the end he cannot stand up to his youth.

Judging from Zishanke's preconceptions, compared with Yan Wudi, the great master of the Ming Dynasty who has accomplished great feats of magic and can absorb people's true energy, this is just a fledgling genius and is probably no match for him.

"It's a pity... that the devil has targeted him. Xuankong Temple has accumulated a hundred years of luck to produce such a young master. He will probably be used as a wedding dress for others."

"If Yan Wudi is allowed to absorb a few more people's Qi, I'm afraid no one will be able to stop him, so he has to be stopped!"

Thinking of this, Zishanke stopped delaying and wanted to contact Tingtao Jiange, Daxue Temple, and the leading masters of Jianglong Sect to get a response from Ji Qiu and Zhao Huanzhen, and kill Yan Wudi together.

After all, at this time, they are still outnumbered, and it is not yet known who will win in a fight!

But who would have thought that before Zishan Ke could say anything, something unexpected happened.

Dressed in a golden silk robe, Li Shuyun of the Jianglong Sect, who had been upright just a short time ago, actually used his true energy to force away the Daming Sect master in front of him after seeing that Yan Wudi was unstoppable. He used Qinggong and quickly ran down the mountain.

!

He ran away without looking back!

In an instant, a rolling chill surged into the hearts of all the masters.

"Li Shuyun, where are you going?!"

"Wait a minute, this grandson sees something is wrong and wants to leave!"

Many people looked at Li Shuyun's movements and couldn't help but scream in shock.

To be honest, you only have one life, so if you see something is wrong, there is nothing wrong with running for your life.

But running as fast as Li Shuyun...

But there was none.

"He ran so fast and didn't even say hello."

"It's really useless to be called a grandmaster of a sect. Can such a person be listed in the grandmaster tree?"

Qi Jianxia and others cursed secretly in their hearts, but at this time, the best opportunity to escape was taken by Li Shuyun. Now that the masters of the Ming Sect were strictly guarding them, they had no chance to escape again.

Seeing this, Yang Chaoming, the right protector of the Ming Dynasty, Huanyin Sanren, laughed, with some pity in his tone, and mocked a group of ugly-looking righteous masters:

"It seems that you are the right ones and not all idiots."

"Look, there are smart people here, but it's a pity that you remaining idiots don't have a chance."

After saying that, Huanyin Sanren's five fingers were slightly bent, exuding black energy, his figure flashed and moved, and in an instant he touched the back of a martial arts master, caught the gap in his martial arts, and struck down with one claw!

Five poisonous phantom claws!

Huanyin Sanren's famous secret skill, countless masters have lost their lives to this trick.

This expert didn't notice for a moment, and his chest was dug out on the spot, and all his flesh and blood were removed. It was so miserable for a while!

"Uh-huh!"

A scream penetrated the soul, making the master who was still insisting feel heavier and heavier on the spot.

Is it possible that after half a lifetime of practicing, he will die on the spot?!

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded:

"Amitabha."

"Donor Yan, are you really going to kill all the masters present today and use them as nourishment for your martial arts success?"

Looking at Yan Wudi who was looking at him with eager eyes, Ji Qiu's face was steady and showed no timidity. He just spoke in a calm tone and clasped his palms together.

"Hahahaha, what else?"

"Little monk, I have been watching you for a long time. From my perspective, among all the masters present, you and the Taoist priest next to you are the most outstanding!"

"If I can suck both of you dry today, then I, Yan Wudi, will be on my way to becoming the world leader!"

"However, our Daming Sect has always cherished talents. If you and the little Taoist priest next to you choose to surrender now, turn against each other in battle, and offer the heads of these upright masters, then the leader of our religion can accept you into our Daming Sect.

how?"

"Choose."

Yan Wudi shocked the six masters while chatting and laughing, and then his eagle eyes were sharp and unscrupulous. He admired Ji Qiu's fearless expression, put his hands behind his back, smiled loudly, raised his head and spoke.

"Brother Zhao Dao, what do you think?"

Facing Yan Wudi's solicitation, Ji Qiu did not comment, chuckled, and asked the purple-clothed Taoist on the side.

Zhao Huanzhen had the wooden sword in his hand at this moment, with a smile on his face and a leisurely look, without any trace of panic in the face of a life-or-death situation.

Hearing Ji Qiu's inquiry, he even raised the wooden sword in his hand and said loudly:

"I was looked down upon."

"Monk, when you slashed the leader of the Yueshan Sect with your sword, I saw your true identity clearly. This mere leader of the Daming Sect wants to suppress you, but I'm afraid he still has some trouble."

"You must know that no matter how amazing this person is, he is still just an ordinary person."

"You said, yes or no?"

When the Taoist raised his hand, the wooden sword bloomed with clear light.

At this time, Ji Qiu also echoed the voice, and the spiritual energy around his body rose, and he said:

"What Brother Zhao Dao said is absolutely true."

After the voice fell, Ji Qiu raised one hand, waved his sleeves, his eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly:

"The wind is coming!"

Then, the strong wind came and danced endlessly!

Then there was another cry: "Rain falls!"

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, clatter!

In such a cold mountain, there is a sudden rain, a heavy downpour, and it comes in a blink of an eye!

Six methods of refining qi, calling for wind and calling for rain!

These two methods can induce celestial phenomena. Although they have no substantial lethality, in terms of style and spectacle, they are much more shocking than Yan Wudi's surging true energy.

really.

As the violent storm came suddenly, the scene suddenly became an uproar.

Both the Daming Sect and those in the righteous path were stunned by this.

"This...could it be magic?"

Daqian's spiritual energy is extremely thin, but occasionally stories of immortal deeds are spread.

Ji Qiu's skills were obviously not something that martial arts could achieve.

I have never heard of any martial arts that can make wind and rain go with it!

This is magic!

(PS: Today’s update is a bit late. It’s because I had the Elden Ring removed. I’ve died more than forty times. It’s okay. It’s okay. I just secretly cried twice and my eyes were a little dull. )

(It’s so difficult...wailing.JPG)


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