"The eleven disciples of Qing Jie are ruthless with their swords. We don't bother to use the big to bully the small. It's better for you to just surrender. The spirit realm will send you back to Qing Jie Holy Land. What awaits you is the treatment according to the rules of Qing Jie Holy Land."
The third son, Lin Kun, was filled with righteous indignation. He was a natural selection man with ten patterns, but he was challenged by a Nascent Soul Realm in public. It was a great shame and humiliation.
"Eleven disciples of Qing Jie, I advise you to read more sect rules and precepts. You may have some opportunities as a mere Nascent Soul, but the world is so big that you are not qualified to be tyrannical."
Lin Kun and his son also had cold faces.
The eleven members of the Blue Tribulation in front of them were the most arrogant young men they had ever seen.
"My challenge is not to consult, but to inform."
"From the moment I picked up the sword, you have been in hell."
Boom!
The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords descended from the sky and swallowed up the two natural choices in an instant.
Looking at each other.
They had never seen such a madman. After taking a breath, everything in front of their eyes had changed drastically.
"I see, your trump card for killing my junior brothers turns out to be this illusion, and you really have some abilities."
Lin Kun and his son took a closer look.
In front of the two of them, the black smoke swordsman who covered the sky like mosquitoes contained the true essence of natural selection and had already surpassed the rank of Nascent Soul.
And Zhao Chu doesn't talk much.
The four figures separated, and the dark arrows of the Dao pattern were already ready to go.
"What a terrible talent."
"In this illusion, the eleven disciples of Qing Jie have transformed into natural selection, and the four Dao patterns in his palms are the original Dao patterns."
"I see, that's it. It's our fault for being careless. If we knew he had such strength, we shouldn't have put our junior brothers in danger."
Lin Kun's third son's face was ashen.
After all the calculations, he still underestimated Zhao Chu again.
At the same time, on the bodies of the two of them, ten lines of marks shot out, like pitch-black flames, burning into the shape of black dragons, as if they were going to shake the world.
"Let's take action first and try to be as fast as possible. Those arrows are the original dao marks. They must not be penetrated through the life gate."
Lin Kun and his son made a low sound, and their figures disappeared.
Hearing this, Lin and Kun nodded and disappeared.
Be the first to win.
Looking at the Jiutian World, the strength of the two of them is considered to be in the first echelon.
As soon as the fighting began, they showed the experienced experience and sharp killing moves of the veteran Natural Selection.
Buzz!
Buzz buzz!
Buzz!
At the same time, the vast black smoke swordsmen also covered the sky like locusts.
But it's a pity.
The black smoke swordsman, who had always been successful in the past, was in vain for the first time.
Although most of the ten black dragon fires surrounding the two natural selections are inherited dao patterns, there are two or three original dao patterns after all.
Inheriting the Dao pattern, there is no way to avoid the Black Smoke Swordsman.
But the original Dao pattern can collide with and cancel out the Black Smoke Swordsman.
"Which of the four people is the true body? Your cultivation must be abolished first."
The figures of the two natural selections flashed rapidly, and they flickered like ghosts under the strangulation of the black smoke swordsman.
Sudden.
Lin Kun and his three sons flashed behind one of Zhao Chu's figures.
Tear!
With a flick of his sleeves, Zhao Chu's body was torn to pieces.
Wow.
The torn pieces of Zhao Chu instantly turned into black crows all over the sky, and then condensed into the appearance of Zhao Chu in the distance.
His face was still expressionless, he was still holding his bow and arrow, but the puppet-like clone just didn't shoot the arrow.
"Fake person?"
Lin Kun Sanzi frowned.
"Fake?"
At this time, the second son Lin Kun in the distance also noticed something unusual, and he also tore apart a Zhao Chu, which was also a fake body.
"Keep tearing. This area is very strange. In my opinion, those four figures are all fake."
"Or maybe the entire illusion is part of the body of the eleven disciples of Qing Jie."
"He is in the Nascent Soul realm, and his true energy cannot last forever. We just need to keep killing the fake bodies, and he will eventually be unable to hold on."
Lin Kun and his son calmed down, and after thinking for a while, they found the life gate of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords.
"That's right, talking about Potian, he is just a Nascent Soul. He consumes real energy, so he has no chance of winning."
Lin Kun Sanzi nodded.
In an instant, the two bodies flickered again.
Group after group of black smoke swordsmen were torn apart and reorganized, reorganized and torn apart again.
And Zhao Chu's four clones also met the same fate.
It is constantly torn apart and reorganized, reorganized and torn apart again.
The two sides were in a stalemate like this for about five minutes, and Zhao Chu was in a state of confusion, and no one knew where his true identity was.
The two personal elders were also unscathed.
…
"Fifth Senior Brother, is it true that Junior Brother is not in danger?"
Chao Hongqian looked at the strange fight with surprise on her face.
"Probably, he can't die!"
"Actually, the junior brother is a little overconfident. The black arrow in his hand is the original Dao pattern. And the reason why he has been passively defending is entirely because the two people are too cautious, cooperate with each other and interfere with each other, and do not give him a chance to shoot the arrow."
"If you are fighting against one person, you may have a chance to kill him in one fell swoop."
"But now, it is inevitable that my junior brother will lose. In terms of spending real energy, it is impossible for my junior brother to be the opponent of two natural selection realms."
Zhu Sanfu frowned.
As an observer, Zhu Sanfu understood Zhao Chu's strengths and weaknesses after observing for a while.
"Can you kill the Ten Marks of Natural Selection?"
"Junior brother, what kind of illusion is that? It's simply terrifying."
Chao Hongqian nodded thoughtfully.
Even if it were him, it would take a lot of effort to kill Ten Marks Natural Selection.
"If what I saw is correct, the illusion contains a trace of Taoist divine characters, but it is not pure. It should have been modified by a strong person, so it can also be used in the Yuanying realm."
"Well, let's explain it this way... That illusion may be a magical power created specifically for the Nascent Soul Realm to kill Natural Selection. It's a bit boring."
Zhu Sanfu observed for a while and came to a conclusion.
"Fifth Senior Brother, do you know how difficult it is to kill Natural Selection in the Nascent Soul Realm? How could it be boring? It's so interesting."
Chao Hongqian's pupils turned red.
joke.
He is the genius who has defeated the Heavenly Selection Realm in the Nascent Soul Realm. Chao Hongqian has the best say in how difficult it is to challenge the higher level.
That was a narrow escape.
And Zhao Chu's understatement made Chao Hongqian jealous.
"If you want to kill Natural Selection, you can also cultivate into Natural Selection. It's so easy. Why bother with the thankless effort? Isn't this boring?"
Zhu Sanfu is too lazy to argue.
"Anyway, it's awesome, super awesome!"
Chao Hongqian also insisted on his point of view.
…
"This illusion is the trump card used by the eleven Qing Jie disciples to kill Tian Selection."
Zhao Chu has used Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords many times, and those half-step questions finally found Zhao Chu's rules.
"It's a pity that he met a truly strong man."
"If it were a Ten-marked Natural Selection, it might really be possible to be killed by Zhao Chu, but with two Natural Selection Realms present, he would have no time to take aim."
Qiao Chufeng sneered.
Although Zhao Chu was a talented young man, he also suffered from an old problem.
Too conceited.
…
"Eleven disciples of Qing Jie, can your true energy last much longer?"
"I know that if I am hit by your Taoist arrow, I will be seriously injured, but unfortunately, you have no chance to shoot the arrow."
The voices of Lin Kun and the Third Son filled the sky above the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords.
"Give up and take advantage of us."
Lin Kun and his son tore Zhao Chu's fake body into pieces, and his eyes were already like falcons, aiming at another fake body not far away.
No need to think at all.
After such a long period of consumption, the aura of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Swords above my head has become much thinner.
He... couldn't hold on any longer.
Boom!
With a familiar feeling, Lin Kun and his son once again caught Zhao Chu's fake body.
However.
This time, a strange smile appeared on the face of the cold and numb prosthetic for the first time.
right.
Just like the jungle at night, the warden from hell comes to lead your soul...to hell.
"Ever heard of a saying?"
"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you."
"When you two are consuming my illusion, your original Dao patterns are also being consumed by me."
At the same time, a cold voice sounded in Lin Kun Erzi's mind.
"What?"
"The real body? Appeared?"
Unprepared, Lin Kun and his son were a little stunned. Then, four Ten Thousand Refining Elemental Weapons appeared at his feet.
freeze, imprison.
The soles of Lin Kun's second son's feet were imprisoned in place by a formation composed of four Ten Thousand Refining Elemental Weapons.
"You can only hold me for three seconds at most."
Lin Kun and his son hurriedly broke away, their faces full of anger.
"Three seconds is enough. Your value is to create another illusion for another idiot."
Lin Kun's second son cannot move at the moment.
But his exclamations had already been heard by Lin Kun and his three sons.
Although the third son Lin Kun was a little shocked, he still maintained the vigilance he should have. After all, he was not worried about the safety of his second senior brother at all.
You can take another breath.
Then he saw an unforgettable scene.
The second senior brother's head was directly twisted off by the eleven disciples of Qing Jie, and the internal organs in his body were shattered to pieces. His whole body was burning with the dark fire of Dao patterns, and all his life was lost.
Dead!
The second senior brother was killed inexplicably?
How is this possible!
"Second Senior Brother!"
There was a scream, and for the first time, Lin Kun and his son's footsteps became a little panicked.
As long as you are a human being, it is impossible not to panic, even... just for a moment.
flaw!
At this moment, Lin Kun and his three sons were full of flaws.
…
"Third Junior Brother, this is an illusion. Don't be fooled. This is an illusion."
The confinement passed for two seconds.
Lin Kun and his son are about to break the confinement.
It's late.
Behind Lin Kun and his son, four cold figures appeared.
Because of the moment of panic.
The Dao patterns surrounding the three sons of Lin Kun were slightly confused.
Later.
The four pitch-black arrows accurately found loopholes and gaps.
Like a venomous snake, it penetrates every hole.
A series of muffled sounds fell.
The third son of Lin Kun was penetrated by the Dao Mark arrow, his internal organs were shattered, and his whole body was filled with the terrifying Dao Mark flames.
"You...Second Senior Brother, you..."
When Lin Kun's third son's cultivation was abolished, he knelt on the ground and curled up into a ball, and finally saw that the scene just now was just a twisted illusion.
The real second senior brother was not injured at all.
"The eleven disciples of Qing Jie, you have ulterior motives."
Seeing that the third junior brother was seriously injured and died, Lin Kun's second son was filled with anger.
"Your junior brother is characterized by his meticulous mind and extremely fast speed. If I want to kill him, it will be difficult to find his flaws."
"And his shortcoming is that he only has two original dao patterns. I only need to seize the flaw and I can easily kill him."
Afterwards, Zhao Chu drew his arrow again, and his voice echoed calmly in the illusion.
"But you are different. Your speed is average, but your defense is too strong. Your original Dao pattern is five."
"Most of my true energy just now was counteracting the power of your five original dao patterns."
"Now, your defense should only consist of inherited Dao patterns, true energy, and original Dao patterns, all of which are asleep."
"So, you are already dead!"
The words fell.
The dark arrows of Taoism were like the nails of the god of death, severely cutting through the attachment between Lin Kun and his son.
That’s right!
At this moment, he was shocked to discover that while his original Dao pattern was counteracting the Black Smoke Swordsman, his true energy was being depleted one after another.
And Zhao Chu was right, his speed was average, and every time the person who interfered with Zhao Chu's archery was Lin Kun.
Now that Lin Kun's third son is gone, there is no one to protect him anymore. Now he is a living target.
No wonder he was a little surprised before!
Those stupid swordsmen only knew how to hit the blade. It turned out that everything was a deliberate arrangement.