A flash of silver light flashed, and the armor on Sikong Ji's left chest cracked, and the powerful sword energy directly left a deep wound on his chest.
"Hey~"
Seeing how effective this move was, Jiang Beiran couldn't help but whistle.
The reason why he immediately thought of imitating Ji Yu was because he saw that she had cut off the King of Gu's arm with just one move. It could be said that this was the only time that she caused substantial damage to the King of Gu.
Taking advantage of Sikong Ji's injury, Venerable Wuxiang also immediately accelerated his offensive. The attack left Sikong Ji almost unable to parry, and the wounds on his body were increasing.
Jiang Beiran closed his eyes and recalled Ji Yu's second move in his mind.
"Infinite flow, Ling Hua!"
Jiang Beiran stabbed forward with his right hand, and Bai Shajue in his hand immediately turned into hundreds of afterimages and attacked Sikong Ji.
Sikong Ji was already reluctant to fight against Venerable Wuxiang. Now Jiang Beiran's sword attack suddenly came, and he had no time to parry.
In desperation, he had no choice but to bulge his body armor and turn it into a ball for defense.
However, after the meat ball blocked the first wave of attacks, many cracks appeared, and it was simply unable to resist the second round.
"Puff puff!"
The moment the flesh ball split open, Sikong Ji was instantly stabbed with wounds by Bai Shajue's multiple slashes, and purple blood spattered everywhere.
Seeing this, Venerable Wuxiang also used Wanjian Guizong again and blasted Sikong Ji into the deep pit.
Seeing Jiang Beiran quickly chasing into the pit, Venerable Wuxiang's eyes were full of surprise.
'Why is he so skilled?'
It must be Jiang Beiran's first time to use [Thousand Faces], and it is also his first time to imitate other people's moves, but it is obviously his first time... but he is so skillful that Venerable Wuxiang can't believe it.
As a master of the earth-level technique called [Thousand Faces], Venerable Wuxiang certainly knows how difficult it is to imitate all the moves of a mysterious saint.
Even she had to practice for a long time before she could use it freely.
However, it was Jiang Beiran's first time using it, but he was already able to explode with such power, which made Venerable Wuxiang couldn't help but laugh at himself.
'Sure enough, the gap between geniuses is wider than that between humans and dogs.'
She had always felt that she had unparalleled talent in the field of cultivation, until she saw Jiang Beiran take action today.
Shaking his head, Lord Wuxiang no longer thought about these things, and followed him into the deep pit.
In the deep pit, Jiang Beiran, who caught up with Sikong Ji, slashed at him again. He thought that Sikong Ji would continue to use his flesh armor to block him, but he didn't expect that all the sword energy struck him, leaving
There were wounds deep enough to show the bones.
'The recovery ability has become weaker?'
Just now in the mansion, Sikong Ji's arm was directly chopped off and he could recover instantly. Now he only suffered a few fatal injuries, but his recovery was so slow, which shows that his recovery ability must have become weaker.
'Is it because there is no miasma here? Or is it the end of the miasma? Forget it, it doesn't matter.'
'Take advantage of his illness and kill him!'
Jiang Beiran, who didn't think any more, struck out with Ling Hua again. Hundreds of sword shadows slashed all the flesh armor on Sikong Ji's body to pieces, completely losing his defensive ability.
"Infinite flow, one flash!"
The sword light flashed, and Sikong Ji was cut into two pieces directly from the waist, his eyes filled with disbelief.
'I lost!?'
Sikong Ji's eyes widened as half of his body fell to the ground. He couldn't accept the resolution from great joy to great sadness.
It was clear that he was enjoying the battle report comfortably in the morning, but everything that followed was like a wild horse running wild and completely out of his control.
Finally, when he thought he could make a comeback, he discovered that the uncultivated person protected by those strong human beings with their lives was actually the strongest person he had ever encountered since coming to Xuanlong Continent.
“It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be like this!!!!”
While roaring, Sikong Ji bit off his own tongue and swallowed it into his belly.
"I know you're dissatisfied, but that's the fact, so just go with peace of mind."
After Jiang Beiran said that, he raised Bai Shajue and stabbed Sikong Ji in the head.
"Um?"
Just when Jiang Beiran was about to stab Sikong Ji's head with his sword, the latter suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the tip of the sword.
Before Jiang Beiran could react, he felt a huge force coming from the sword body and pulled him down directly.
"boom!"
The moment Jiang Beiran fell down, Sikong Ji punched him in the face.
"call out!"
The huge force directly pushed Jiang Beiran out of the deep pit and into the "ceiling".
'So fast!'
Not only did Jiang Beiran's eyes fail to follow the punch just now, but his body didn't even react to avoid it.
Rubbing his swollen face, Jiang Beiran was just about to vomit when he saw Sikong Ji chasing him out of the pit and flying straight towards him.
"Infinite flow, one...poof!"
Before Jiang Beiran could prepare his move, Sikong Ji crashed into his arms. The huge impact made Jiang Beiran feel his body tremble.
‘What’s going on with this guy!?’
Facing Sikong Ji who suddenly became stronger, this time it was Jiang Beiran's turn to be surprised. He had been hung up and beaten by him just now, why did he suddenly become so violent!?
The next second, Jiang Beiran suddenly remembered those fusion Gu cultivators who had also suddenly become fiercer. Their strength also suddenly increased sharply, and they broke through Xuan Sheng's defense circle and rushed into the mansion.
'Is there some secret technique?'
Just as Jiang Beiran was thinking about this, Sikong Ji punched him in the face again.
"Seal Sword Star!"
At this time, Venerable Wuxiang not far away formed a sword seal and formed a formation to imprison Sikong Ji's movements.
Jiang Beiran took advantage of the situation and kicked Sikong Ji away. At the same time, his right arm holding the sword began to accumulate strength.
After being kicked away, Sikong Ji paused in the air. After maintaining his balance, he turned around and rushed towards Lord Wuxiang.
"boom!"
Venerable Wuxiang didn't even have time to take a defensive stance before he was whipped in the face by Situ Ji and fell directly to the ground.
However, before Venerable Wuxiang fell to the ground, Sikong Ji disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he had already punched Venerable Wuxiang on her waist.
"cough!"
Under the huge impact, Venerable Wuxiang coughed up a mouthful of blood. However, it was not over yet. Sikong Ji turned his fist into a claw and penetrated Venerable Wuxiang's chest directly.
This attack was so fast that not only could Venerable Wuxiang fail to react, but Jiang Beiran also didn't find a chance to support him until now.
"Infinite flow, one flash!"
"Dang!"
Facing Jiang Beiran's still fierce attack, Sikong Ji directly stretched out his hand to catch the sword, and then swung his tail towards Jiang Beiran.
This tail was much faster and stronger than before. Jiang Beiran had no time to hide before he was hit in the back.
But Sikongji had no chance to continue the pursuit, because Venerable Wuxiang blocked him.
Moreover, this time Venerable Wuxiang no longer looked like an old man, but turned into a graceful and luxurious woman, and his moves also changed from sword techniques to stripes of silk.
Whenever Sikong Ji was about to attack a woman, dozens of robes would come up to wrap around him, and they were all extremely tough. Even someone as strong as Sikong Ji could not break them.
When Jiang Beiran saw this, he trembled and transformed into the image of Yan Xiaobo.
"Hundred-refined silk, bound!"
As Jiang Beiran pointed forward with his right hand, countless fiery red threads rushed towards Sikong Ji, entangling him layer by layer.
Originally, Venerable Wuxiang's silk cloth had already made it impossible for Sikong Ji to break free. Now, coupled with Jiang Beiran's Bailian silk, Sikong Ji was wrapped into a rice dumpling with three layers inside and three outside, unable to move at all.
Taking advantage of this gap, Jiang Beiran quickly spit out some blood, then looked at Lord Wuxiang and said: "He suddenly gained such a powerful power, and the price he paid must be quite high, otherwise he should have used it when I broke the formation.
Already."
Venerable Wuxiang nodded and replied: "So what we have to do now is to hold him back, right?"
"Well, he can't maintain this state forever..."
Jiang Beiran was just halfway through speaking when he saw the cocoon-like silk thread suddenly stirred.
"Get out of the way!"
After shouting loudly, Jiang Beiran and Venerable Wuxiang stepped back at the same time.
"kill!!!"
With a wild roar, Sikongji, whose figure expanded several times, "came out of his cocoon" and immediately launched an attack on the Venerable Wuxiang who retreated far away.
Venerable Wuxiang remained unchanged in response to all changes, and still swung his robe and wrapped it around Sikong Ji's right arm. However, after doubling, Sikong Ji's strength also became stronger, and the robe could not have any impact on him at all.
The fist as big as a sandbag hit Venerable Wuxiang directly.
"puff!"
The power of this punch was terrifying, and the hit Venerable Wuxiang flew out like a kite with its string broken.
When Jiang Beiran saw this, he quickly chased after her and released various threads to protect her.
But before Jiang Beiran could check the extent of Venerable Wuxiang's injury, Sikong Ji had already attacked him.
Jiang Beiran, who had seen how terrifying Sikong Ji's power was at this moment, naturally did not intend to fight him head-on. His body trembled and turned into Yin Lingyang, turning into golden flames and wrapping around Sikong Ji's arm.
Seeing this, Sikong Ji swung his right arm hard, and Jiang Beiran, who turned into golden flames, felt an irresistible force coming towards him. He transformed back into his human form and was thrown out.
Without giving Jiang Beiran a chance to transform into golden flames again, Sikong Ji's sandbag-sized fist had already hit him.
"puff!"
Jiang Beiran, who felt this terrifying power, had no resistance at all and was directly smashed into the ground, and even his consciousness became blurred.
'Damn...this is too fierce.'
Seeing Sikong Ji clenching his hands in mid-air and smashing them down towards him, Jiang Beiran wanted to move his body, but he couldn't move at all.
"Caiyun Si!"
Just when Jiang Beiran was thinking about how to resolve this crisis, Venerable Wuxiang stood in front of her and swung thousands of shawls of different colors towards Sikong Ji.
Unfortunately, in the face of Sikong Ji's absolute power, these robes were as fragile as tissue paper and produced almost no resistance.
"boom!"
Venerable Wuxiang, who took the blow on Jiang Beiran's behalf, fell deeply into the ground, and his life or death was unknown for a while.
After getting rid of the obstructive Lord Wuxiang, Sikong Ji once again aimed at Jiang Beiran, who was struggling to get up, and swung his thick and long tail towards him.
However, just when the tail was about to hit Jiang Beiran, Sikong Ji suddenly coughed violently, and his huge body quickly shrunk as if it was leaking air.
"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!!"
Sikong Ji, who had returned to his original size, coughed and coughed up not only purple blood, but also large and small pieces of internal organs. It was obvious that his body had reached its limit.
Jiang Beiran naturally would not miss this opportunity. After breathing hard several times, he managed to recover some of his almost broken body.
Seeing Jiang Beiran walking towards him with a sword, Sikong Ji, who was still vomiting blood, felt fear, unprecedented fear!
"Wait! Don't kill me! If you kill me, the Gu clan won't let you go!"
"It sounds like you originally planned to let us go."
After Jiang Beiran said this, he raised his sword and cut off Sikong Ji's head with one sword.
Just as Jiang Beiran expected, Sikong Ji could suddenly possess such powerful power precisely because he burned his own vitality like the few fusion Gu cultivators outside.
Moreover, after being restrained by the combined efforts of Jiang Beiran and Venerable Wuxiang, the burning of his vitality was accelerated, and he gained even more powerful power.
However, greater power also means a higher price.
This was a huge gamble made by Sikong Ji. He bet that he could kill the two humans in front of him before the backlash came, but he lost the bet, completely.
When his head fell to the ground, Sikong Ji, who faced death for the first time, no longer had any kingly bearing, and he roared crazily.
"Don't kill me, I can give you anything! The Gu clan has many treasures, I will give them all to you, give them all to you!!"
Seeing the frightened look on Sikong Ji's face, Jiang Beiran was hesitant to kill him now, not because he could give him any treasures, but because he still had many questions to ask him. After all, the miasma outside had not yet been completely eliminated.
Get rid of.
But just when Jiang Beiran hesitated, a system prompt popped up.
[Option 1: Don’t kill the Gu King for the time being. Completion reward: Thousand Lamps Emperor Technique (Low Grade Heaven Level)]
[Option 2: Use Shajue to kill the Gu Queen and seal it completely. Completion reward: Random basic skill point +1]
'Well, it seems I don't have a chance to ask questions.'
Although I don’t know how the Gu King, who has only one head left, can resist, these Gu cultivators have shown countless times before that the centipede insect can die without freezing, so Jiang Beiran no longer hesitated.
He directly raised Bai Shajue and stabbed him in the head.
"No, no, ah!!!"
Sikongji, who was stabbed in the head by Bai Shajue, could no longer react and ended his life with an expression of extreme horror.
"call……"
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Beiran immediately turned around and ran into the deep pit that was smashed by the Venerable Wuxiang.
"hiss……"
Looking at the completely deformed Venerable Wuxiang in the pit, Jiang Beiran instantly realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Jiang Beiran shouted while using his mental power to examine Venerable Wuxiang, but the result was that his heart dropped.