Chapter four hundred and forty-ninth magic hand destroying immortals
Before Jiang Chen shot the arrow, Gui Cang hurriedly said: "Gao Huoling, I don't think you don't recognize him."
"High Fire Spirit?"
Jiang Chen frowned and thought for a long time before he responded to who it was.
Looking down, his consciousness quickly locked onto a person.
Gao Huoling froze, knowing that she was in Jiang Chen's sight, and her face looked unnatural.
Jiang Chen's strength is amazing, but the relationship between the two is not good at all.
She didn't know what kind of person Jiang Chen was, whether he would kill someone with a borrowed knife and let himself die in Guicang's hands, so that Jiang Chen could sit back and relax while waiting to inherit the position of head of the family.
"In other words, you want to use this to blackmail me and not allow me to use the magic weapon, but you use it, right?"
After a while, Jiang Chen put down the star-chasing bow in his hand and asked the obvious question.
"Ahem, that's because bowing is not considered a martial arts competition and it's unfair." Gui Cang said.
"Okay, I'll give you fairness."
Jiang Chen put the Star Chasing Bow into the Najie, raised the Chixiao Sword, and a steady stream of kendo power was transmitted into the sword.
The body of the Chixiao Sword was trembling after being stimulated, and the long-lasting sound of the sword sounded like a musical instrument. All the swordsmen present were immersed in it and could not extricate themselves.
The Tao is unknown, and the indescribable will of swordsmanship is spread between heaven and earth. If any swordsman can calm down and understand it, he will definitely benefit a lot.
Not long after, a red light rose up and reached beyond the sky, a sound comparable to the birth of a precious light.
Boom!
As if time went back, the sword glow and light were instantly retracted into the sword, and the sound of the sword disappeared.
The only difference is that the blade of the Red Sky Sword is radiant, and it is shining on its own without being instilled with Jiang Chen's skill.
"Magical weapon!"
Guicang, who was nearby, had a bitter look on his face. The Chixiao Sword, which was like a peerless sword, put a lot of pressure on him.
"do not fight."
Guicang waved his hand and said: "That's it, you can take whoever you want to leave."
When people were still surprised by the changes in the Red Sky Sword, Gui Cang made a surprising statement and planned to avoid its sharp edge.
"oh?"
Jiang Chen was surprised. He waved the Chixiao Sword and looked over with sharp eyes. He didn't know what kind of trick Guicang was up to.
"This is a small world. We don't have any treasure fights. We fight you to the death and give others an advantage in vain." Guicang really doesn't want to fight. He came to the small world to hunt for treasures.
"Can I take anyone?"
Jiang Chen nodded, understanding what Gui Cang meant and hesitating.
"yes."
The people below became nervous and looked at Jiang Chen longingly, hoping to be taken away and away from this ghost place.
"The people you enslave are all loyal to the Hall of Heroes. I want to take them all away." Suddenly, Jiang Chen sneered.
The people in the mine were stunned for a moment. Instead of being happy, they were confused.
The standard of allegiance to the Hall of Heroes in the Dragon Realm is actually very ridiculous, that is, just keep a distance from the Evil Cloud Hall.
Guicang curled his lips, the coldness in his black eyes was astonishing, and said: "Are you determined to fight?"
"It is my responsibility as a disciple of the Hall of Heroes to kill demons." Jiang Chen was serious, but what he said was very exaggerated.
"Do you regret that I hunted you down?" Guicang said.
"No, if I kill you, my fighting skills will be improved to a higher level, and the Flame Dragon Crystals all over the mountains and plains are also very coveted by me." Jiang Chen looked like he would fight no matter what he said.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Guicang laughed loudly, as if hearing the arrogance of an ignorant person.
"I just don't want to waste energy and be targeted by others, but you think you have the ability to compete with me!"
The laughter fell, Guicang didn't say anything, and stepped hard in the air, leaving an afterimage that flew out like a gust of wind.
While the hands were forming seals, the black gloves lit up with mysterious runes, and the palm prints were several times stronger than before.
The people below even felt that even if Jiang Chen stabbed the sword again, it would not be able to break this palm.
"Changhong Sword Technique: One Sword, Three Styles!"
Of course, a pure head-on confrontation won't work. Jiang Chen swung a dazzling sword and faced it with all kinds of changes.
"Um?"
Gui Cang deeply felt the horror of this sword, but he was not shaken by it. The palm prints also changed, and he could not figure out the reality.
The moment of the confrontation was like the roar of angry thunder, and the whole sky was filled with air currents.
Guicang and Jiang Chen seemed to be no longer human beings, but terrifying prehistoric beasts.
The sword shadows were ever-changing and the palm prints were erratic. Both of them tried their best to fight, making it difficult to separate.
"Devil's bloody palm!"
Guicang, who was almost going all out, showed the unique ferocity and madness of the people of Xieyun Palace.
After the terrifying palm appeared, the sky was like a sea, dyed red with blood, and the world between heaven and earth became extremely strange.
The palm prints were like ghost hands, falling from the sky and grabbing Jiang Chen.
After Jiang Chen hid, blood-stamped ghost hands also appeared from another direction, and then more and more, in all directions, everywhere.
"Sensana Sword Technique: The First Style!"
Jiang Chen was forced to use his ultimate move, as if he was escaping into time to avoid the blood-stamped ghost hand.
In less than a second, he appeared next to Gui Cang.
Gui Cang actually noticed it, and all the ghost hands moved towards him to grab him.
Jiang Chen's sword shattered his palm, but the blood-stamped ghost hands continued to flow.
When the sword stopped, the blood-stamped ghost hand was still there, but it could no longer cause harm to Jiang Chen after he jumped away.
"Destroy the Immortal with Demonic Hands!"
Unexpectedly, Gui Cang had a trick in his moves, and when Jiang Chen was adjusting his breath due to the Jue Style, he arrived in front of him like lightning.
"Thunder Armor!"
Jiang Chen quickly summoned the protective gas mask. This situation is also the meaning of the protective gas mask.
But even so, Jiang Chen was still like an ordinary person being hit by a chariot poured by molten iron at full speed, and the person flew out like a kite with its string broken.
"This is the consequence of your fighting skills and realm being weaker than mine."
Guicang stood where Jiang Chen stood, but did not attack again, because he could no longer do it, and his breathing became rapid.
But it was much better than Jiang Chen. His face was like gold paper and he was vomiting blood.
"I gave you a chance to live, but you still didn't accept it."
After Guicang had adjusted his breath, he walked away in the air and pressed forward step by step.
"Do you think it's amazing and majestic to be able to pick up a sword after mastering the art of fighting? Without fisting for a long time, it's as if you start running before you even know how to walk." Gui Cang said again.
"Really? That's really a lesson."
Jiang Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and straightened his back.
"It's a pity that you can't escape this time." Gui Cang said.
The people in his team have already formed defense lines in all directions. Once Jiang Chen escapes, they can block him, and then he launches a fatal blow.
"Did I say I wanted to run?"
Jiang Chen raised his left arm, with the Chixiao Sword at the same level as his shoulder. He raised his right hand into a fist and said, "Then come and taste my fist."
As he spoke, he still took the initiative to attack despite being severely injured. In people's eyes, he was like a moth flying into a flame.