Jiang Chen raised his head, feeling like he hadn't seen him for a long time.
The situation is almost the same as when facing the thunder tribulation.
The first bolt of lightning struck down, and Jiang Chen's eyes were engulfed in bright white light.
The electric light, which was thicker than others, was not intended to hit Jiang Chen, but to swallow him whole.
Jiang Chen's first thought was to get out of the way, because he was good at time and space, which was different from other people's blind dodging.
However, his intuition told him that the consequences of doing so would be disastrous.
"It's a pity that it's not me."
Jiang Chen thought in his heart.
Otherwise, I can resist this thunder and lightning with my left hand alone.
"Xiao Jin!"
Jiang Chen shouted loudly, and an unsheathed sword appeared in his hand.
Facing the lightning, Jiang Chen had no intention of drawing out his sword. On the contrary, the moment he pointed it towards the sky, the scabbard flew out violently.
When Zimo saw this scene at first, he thought Jiang Chen made a mistake while he was busy.
Unexpectedly, the scabbard transformed into a golden shield.
The lightning struck it without causing the shield to sink at all, and its power spread in all directions.
Zimo's face immediately turned gloomy. In just two or three seconds, the power of the lightning would be exhausted.
As a result, he didn't even touch the corner of Jiang Chen's clothes.
"thunder!"
So, Zimo wrote down a word with great force in the process, almost exerting all his strength.
As a result, the thunder and lightning began to grow stronger and the shield began to sink.
"Fuck your grandma!"
However, the shield is like a ball, the further down it goes, the higher it bounces.
With an angry roar, the golden shield that originally only resisted thunder and lightning soared upwards.
Under Zimo's dumbfounded gaze, the shield directly crushed the entire lightning bolt into pieces.
Zimo's eyes almost popped out.
"What is this?!"
"Can the scabbard still be used like this?"
All kinds of questions filled his mind.
Two or three seconds later, he let out a breath of turbid energy and drank a magic pill for himself to replenish his strength.
Although Jiang Chen was not captured, he was still at the upper hand, not to mention that Jiang Chen had not threatened him yet.
The golden shield fell from the sky and returned to its scabbard.
"My name is not Xiao Jin." He made a dissatisfied voice.
"Um."
Jiang Chen responded casually, his mind completely focused on the sword.
"What will happen after seeing blood?" he asked.
"Words cannot describe it."
Xiao Jin said: "You'd better kill with one sword, otherwise losing control of the sword during the battle is not a good thing."
"Um."
Jiang Chen also understood this truth, and his eyes gradually became sharper.
"It's a pity that one of the ancestors is going to die."
Jiang Chen said: "Are you really not considering passing on the Taoist teachings to me? In order to prevent you from losing the teachings."
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."
Zimo sneered and said, "What can you do to me?"
"Didn't you realize that I have never drawn a sword?" Jiang Chen said amusedly.
"Oh? Are you finally going to use your sword technique that reflects for thousands of miles?" Zimo sneered, not caring at all, "Time Technique and Illusion Breaking Technique can't do anything to me, so what can your sword technique do?"
"Divine Sword Technique·Sword Thirteen!"
Jiang Chen said no more and displayed his strongest sword style.
Because he was holding the Qiankun Sword in his hand, he was also worried, not knowing what the outcome would be.
Buzz buzz!
Just as the sword intention rose, there was an unusual movement from the Qiankun Sword in his hand.
Jiang Chen has never heard such a sweet sword sound.
The moment the sword intention and the sword penetrated, I felt like my whole body was soaked in hot milk, which was indescribably comfortable.
Jiang Chen found it hard to imagine why this sword lost control.
Compared to his pleasure, Zimo across from him was dumbfounded.
He couldn't tell whether it was the credit of the sword or Jiang Chen's so-called swordsmanship. All in all, when he looked at Jiang Chen who was getting ready to go, he had a frightening feeling of facing the end.
"Illusion?"
Looking back, Jiang Chen has no other clever tricks except using the time technique to succeed.
"That's fine!"
Zimo gritted his teeth and risked his life to show off his trump card.
He picked up the pen, stroke by stroke, and wrote two words with great effort.
"Illusion! Destruction!"
When the last stroke fell, the sky in the middle realm turned black!
In the darkness, several rays of cold light crossed each other.
Like the divine thunder tearing apart the heaven and earth in the darkness, every cold light has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
Every time it crosses, the power doubles, and there is no tendency to stop.
When it turned into a big net, it enveloped Jiang Chen.
"It's a bit awesome."
Xiao Jin, as a bystander, praised: "This Taoist method is close to art, but it cannot be more."
Then, he glanced at Jiang Chen in the darkness.
"It's a pity that this guy's swordsmanship is recognized by Qiankun, so everything is in vain."
Just when Jiang Chen was about to be torn apart, Jian Shisan came out.
The darkness was dispelled in an instant, and the intertwined cold light became pale and feeble.
Wherever the sword's edge went, all the cold light was shattered.
"What……"
Before Zimo had time to react, the sharp sword pierced the air, taking his body with it.
"How is that possible?"
Zimo is not only a master of Taoism, but he also has various means to save his life.
But under Jiang Chen's sword, it had no effect at all.
"This is the Tao that reflects thousands of miles away. Are you satisfied?"
When his eyes fell into darkness, Jiang Chen's slightly joking voice came to his ears.
For a moment, Zimo had mixed feelings. He knew that he could not sort out the emotions in his heart and was facing death.
Unexpectedly, he who was supposed to die found that his life was saved.
If you look closely, you can see that Jiang Chen's sword is offset by a few centimeters.
With Jiang Chen's way of teaching, such a mistake would never happen.
The only possibility is that Jiang Chen is unwilling to kill him.
"I will spare your life. If you follow me, there are no conditions to negotiate. If you don't want to, I will take your life."
Jiang Chen said.
"Follow you? You, what do you want to do?" Zimo asked confused.
"This sword is called Qiankun Sword." Jiang Chen said.
Hearing this, Zimo was shocked and pale.
Who is the person holding the Qiankun Sword? Thinking about the Taoist skills that Jiang Chen has mastered, there is no doubt that he was chosen to be the God Lord of Qiankun.
"Are you the reincarnation of God Lord Qiankun?" he asked again.
"You have a lot of questions."
As he spoke, Jiang Chen shook the Qiankun Sword.
The Qiankun Sword did not lose control after being stained with blood.
"Don't you know that being stained with blood is an exaggeration? Taking someone's life will cause you to lose control." Xiao Jin answered the question in his mind.
Jiang Chen suddenly realized and looked at Zimo in front of him.
"I promise." Zimo replied.
"Then let's go to the coast."
Jiang Chen is going to give the Qiankun Sword to me.
Because he knew that Yin Shen would not easily let go of the people in the city, especially his true self.
Recalling those cold glances, Jiang Chen knew that he was being targeted by big shots in the underworld.