Chapter 117 The person I want to kill, you can't save
In the chaotic battlefield, a figure surrounded by cyan whirlwinds fell from mid-air to the ground. Only a muffled bang was heard. Suddenly, dust flew up, the air flow collapsed, and a force was smashed out of the hard ground.
A huge human-shaped pit.
"Pfft——" The middle-aged fortune teller's chest felt heavy and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale.
"Whoosh!" At this moment, a blue phantom came riding on the wind, two balls of red gold flames were extremely conspicuous, and it punched the middle-aged fortune teller in the chest.
The pupils suddenly shrank, and the middle-aged fortune teller seemed to smell a smell of death in this fierce fist. He suddenly burst out with amazing power, and the palm wrapped with cyan whirlpool suddenly slapped the ground, instantly surrounding him.
The hard stone layer was arranged into powder, and with the help of this rebound force, his body was quickly ejected towards the back.
Seeing the middle-aged life master's extreme reaction speed, Xiao Che's eyes flashed with surprise, and his fierce punch landed in the big pit without any reservation, causing it to explode again.
"The close combat ability of body cultivators is indeed very terrifying..." The middle-aged life master's face was heavy, and his eyes were fixed on the young man who seemed to be covered with a pair of blue ice armor, with a little fear in his eyes.
color.
At first, he was able to maintain a certain attack distance from Xiao Che with his slight advantage in speed. However, with the sharp and swift attacks of the wind element, he gave the latter some headaches.
But once Xiao Che used the Moon Demonic Body, his speed suddenly increased a lot, and he crushed the middle-aged life master with an absolute advantage.
As the saying goes, use your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses! He naturally chooses the attack method that suits him best. He rushes forward with a flurry of punches and kicks. If an ordinary life master fights in close quarters, that's all. However, Xiao Che is
A dangerous person who is more violent than the average body cultivator. The power of every punch and kick almost reaches the realm of six lines.
Such a fierce offensive naturally made it difficult for the middle-aged fortune master to resist, and he did not even have a chance to use his fortune skills.
"Since we can't fight in close quarters, we can only rely on life skills and martial arts!" The middle-aged life master's eyes were cold. He knew that Xiao Che's body defense was quite strong and he could receive the spiritual weapon with his bare hands, but no matter how strong he was, he could not receive it with his bare hands.
Let’s do fortune-telling!
"Do you want to use destiny magic?" Xiao Che instantly guessed the middle-aged destiny master's thoughts, how could he be allowed to do so? There was a subtle sound of wind and thunder under his feet, his body flashed, and his five fingers suddenly spread out, and his sharp fingers shone with metallic luster.
The claws tore through the air and clawed hard at the middle-aged fortune teller's face.
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged civilian life master's face suddenly changed. Seeing that he could not avoid it, a trace of fierceness flashed across his eyes. In an instant, the rapidly rotating wind blade tornado gathered on his body again, and he faced Xiao Che without avoiding it.
Those sharp claws that can tear the wind and crack gold!
In the rapidly rotating wind blade, a pair of sharp claws flashed with green light. The flow of the wind's artistic conception actually caused it to penetrate the layers of wind curls and slash across the chest of the middle-aged life master.
"Tsk!!" Blood flew out, and five shocking blood marks appeared on the body. At the same time, the huge force knocked it away heavily.
The middle-aged fortune teller stepped heavily on the ground with his soles, causing fine cracks, and then stopped his body.
"Damn boy!" He looked down at the scars on his chest, his eyes became much fiercer, and his already gloomy face became even colder.
"Qingfeng Killing Sword!!" The middle-aged life master shouted violently, and the blue lines between his eyebrows suddenly shone, and his whole body momentum increased. At this time, a sharp and bright spiritual sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
At the same time, the cyan wind energy emerged crazily and poured into the spiritual weapon long sword, which was originally white.
The swaying long sword was faintly coated with a green color, like jasper.
"This aura...could it be a quasi-earth-level sword skill!" Xiao Che guessed with a serious look in his eyes.
As if he heard Xiao Che's soliloquy, the middle-aged fortune teller gave a ferocious smile and said: "Boy, if you have some eyesight, this Qingfeng ultimate sword move is the top sword move of my city lord's palace! Humph, the world only knows the swordsmanship of the Lin family.
It’s amazing, but I didn’t know that the sword skills of my city lord’s mansion are no weaker than those of the Lin family!”
As he spoke, he raised the long sword to his chest. Suddenly, wisps of blue life force visible to the naked eye emerged from the center of his eyebrows and flew straight into the long sword. There was only a crisp sword sound, and soon, streaks of jasper appeared.
A green light like a blue light spurted out from the long sword, faintly turning into a breeze.
Despite the gentle breeze, there is an awe-inspiring murderous intention hidden in it.
The breeze is born, the breeze is moving, and the breeze is extinguished. This is the three-level artistic conception of the Qingfeng Ultimate Sword. The middle-aged life master is not qualified enough. He has only practiced the first level - Qingfeng Sheng, but the power of this move is enough to threaten
To most of the Seven Marks Life Masters!
"Suffer death! Boy!!" The middle-aged fortune teller glared with eyes that were selective and devouring. The figure rushed over quickly, the light of the sword was rising, and then the light blue breeze blew over, and the branches and leaves were blown away by the wind.
, sand and gravel are crushed into dust.
Before the sword light arrived, the breeze blew Xiao Che's black hair and clothes fluttering. Even though he used the Moon Demon Body, his skin still felt a faint pain, as if there were wisps of sword wind seeping into his skin.
A flash of horror flashed across his eyes, and Xiao Che was secretly shocked. Is this the power of a quasi-earth-level sword move?
This sword was so powerful that it already exceeded the power of Ben Lei Guan Sun. Xiao Che realized that even if his realm were to increase by one level, he would not be able to break such a powerful sword with his fist.
After a moment of silence, he immediately calmed down and gathered all the strength in his body. The power of Xuan Yue crazily poured into every small unit of his body, exerting the power of Yue Sha Demonic Body to the extreme.
"It's your turn this time!" He whispered, and before he knew it, the Evil Killing Sword was already in his hand.
Faced with such a powerful sword move, even if Xiao Che had strong confidence in his body, he would not choose to accept it empty-handed.
Sword to sword, maybe this is the best choice.
"Draw the sword!" The Evil-Destroying Sword was lightly raised. Xiao Che held the sword with both hands and performed the only basic sword move he had mastered. Of course, this was not enough to withstand the power of the Qingfeng Killing Sword.
With a thought in his mind, the energy and blood all over his body surged, and the mighty power of the red sun poured into the Evil Killing Sword desperately. Indistinctly, the power of the red sun turned into air currents, spreading and connecting, like a red cloud spreading, and in that red cloud.
In the clouds, a golden sun rolled in, emitting even more terrifying heat, and the surrounding air was completely distorted, as if it was about to melt everything.
"Sword Drawing Style? Is this kid crazy?" Seeing Xiao Che's sword moves, a look of disdain appeared on the middle-aged life master's face. Sword Drawing Style is just a basic sword move, at most it can be considered a mid-level human-level sword move.
In terms of martial arts, no matter how much power he poured into him, he could not defeat the top level sword moves. In this regard, the middle-aged fortune teller was very confident.
At this time, Xiao Che raised the Evil-Slaying Sword with both hands flat. The red gold light on the sword was dazzling, sweeping in the endless red cloud energy. The surrounding air roared violently due to the vortex of energy, and the red sword wind was like a red cloud.
Overwhelming, the momentum is astonishing.
"Huh?" Seeing this scene, the middle-aged fortune teller frowned slightly, feeling a little frightened by the power of drawing his sword.
The dazzling hot sun and the billowing heat rushed towards the middle-aged life master, but were resisted by the force of the wind.
A green light suddenly appeared, and Qingfeng's killing sword was in front of him.
"Buzz~" Zhuxie Sword groaned softly, seeming a little excited!
With the blessing of Yue Sha Demonic Body, Xiao Che's Jingfeng Youyun Movement Technique has been brought into full play. At this moment, he seemed to have truly turned into a breeze or a floating cloud, turning into numerous afterimages that lingered around him. He quickly dodged and moved quickly to the side.
, to avoid the killing intent of this sword.
Unfortunately, this move was indeed too powerful. Even so, dense sword marks suddenly appeared on the blue armor condensed by Xiao Che's Yue Sha demon body, and a trace of blood seeped out of it.
Xiao Che was secretly horrified in his heart, but the movement of his hand did not slow down at all. With a slash of the sword, the power of the red sun on the Evil Killing Sword turned into wisps of sword energy, and suddenly turned into a red gold arc, which shot out and slashed towards the center.
Nian Mingshi surprised him and quickly raised his sword to block it.
Qingfeng's killing sword hit the Zhuxie Sword hard, and the sword energy was everywhere!
Under normal circumstances, the power of the drawn sword style is not as powerful as the Qingfeng Killing Sword, but Xiao Che used the power of the red sun, under the artistic conception of the wind, and at a faster speed. He just dodged the middle-aged life of Xiao Che's sword energy.
The master was caught in the moment of neutrality and could not avoid it. He could only resist being hit by the Zhuxie Sword from the front. He flew backwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a bone-breaking wound appeared on his arm and chest.
"How is this possible!" The middle-aged fortune teller couldn't believe it. How could the quasi-earth-level Qingfeng Ultimate Sword lose to the basic sword draw sword move? But the pain in his body told him that all this was not just an illusion!
At this time, Xiao Che was extremely fast and flashed in front of the middle-aged fortune teller. The red sun sword light flashed, unable to dodge or resist, he slashed out and pointed directly at the middle-aged fortune master's throat.
The middle-aged fortune teller looked horrified and had no time to dodge, so he could only desperately activate his true energy to protect his body.
"Boy, how dare you! Stop it, my elder!" came an angry scolding voice.
Hearing this, the middle-aged fortune teller's eyes burst out with a desire for survival, and he shouted repeatedly: "Elder, save me!!"
"Elder Lin?" The corners of Xiao Che's mouth turned up slightly.
Without paying attention, he stabbed out with his sword decisively!
Just when the evil-killing sword was about to swipe across the middle-aged life master's neck, a dark blue water barrier suddenly came to resist, barely blocking the sword.
"Huh?" Xiao Che frowned slightly and took a deep look at the Lin family elders. A cruel killing intent appeared in his deep eyes!
Without stopping for a moment, he stepped forward. Taking advantage of the moment when the middle-aged fortune teller thought he had been saved, he suddenly swung out his left hand, and the majestic and domineering power turned into a ferocious dragon and struck hard on the latter's body.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the blood burst into existence, scattering large blood flowers.
"Ah!!" The middle-aged fortune teller let out a shrill scream. A huge hole actually pierced his stomach, and a rain of blood fell from the sky like stars.
He never expected that Xiao Che would take action at this time. He looked at Xiao Che reluctantly, and his body collapsed weakly, no longer breathing.
"I said I would use your heads as a memorial, how can I not count what I said?" Xiao Che said with a chuckle.
"Wha--" At this moment, a strong stream of water shot out from the spear, but Xiao Che's reaction was extremely fast. Feeling a hint of danger, he immediately moved out as quickly as possible.
Lin Haifeng glanced at the corpse of the middle-aged fortune teller with a sinister look, his cheeks twitched a little, he stared at Xiao Che fiercely, and said coldly: "Little beast, this elder asked you to stop, didn't you hear it?!"
Hearing the words "little beast", a murderous intent suddenly appeared in Xiao Che's eyes. He immediately smiled contemptuously, looked at Lin Haifeng indifferently, and said softly: "Old man, you can't save the person I want to kill!"