Chapter 42: The Sword Picks the Ghost
As long as the water flow is turbulent enough, it can break everything, cut everything, and destroy everything!? This is what Jiang Chen found in the Tongtian Sect and has never been practiced. This time the power is effective!
This is the wonderful use of Xuanwu's vital energy. Xuanwu's vital energy controls water. As long as the water reaches a temperature of forty-six feet in an instant, it can be cut through steel and cut on a person. It is definitely a one-shot and two-cut sword, and it is invincible! There is a saying that water can carry a boat and can also overturn it. Who can support people and creatures, and can kill creatures? The wonderful use of water is different from one's own opinion.
The elders stepped on the waves and crushed them directly at the old man, with a huge momentum! The river of the Blood River was red, mixed with ghosts' souls and white bones, and its power was really scary.
With Master Damo's turtle shell and the treasure given to him by Li Yihuan, he has the confidence to deal with anyone!
At the entrance of the village, the old man who was smoking a human bone cigarette pallet raised his hand and collided with the long river pressing down with a surging force. The whole river that was moving forward like a giant python collapsed and turned into a flood everywhere!? It was just a simple move that could have such power. It seemed that the old man was not as simple as he seemed.
At the same time, the old man gently pinched his two fingers, and the sword stabbed from the water stopped its momentum! The sword was so sharp that it actually touched the steel, and it was difficult to move forward. But when he looked at the old man, he didn't take the sword at all.
"Have you found the Great Wilderness Kingdom?" the old man laughed.
Just as the old man pinched the sword, Jiang Chen's palm had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and all the power in his body exploded and stabbed forward! Ding! With a sound of the sword, the tip of the sword seemed to stab a stone. In the difficulty, the sword body became bent due to excessive force.
The old man's strength was beyond his expectations, but his eyes opened with the Nine Heavens of Divine Eyes, and he could see the change of power in the old man's body. The old man's vital energy was several times deeper than his, and he did not exert all his strength. Only a faint vital energy gushed out of his hand.
When the old man raised his hand to resist the long river and pinched the tip of the sword, his power had reached its limit. At this time, with the power of the general minister, he would have exceeded the limit he could withstand. But he was not much stronger than the general minister, and his vitality was not even deeper when the general minister was violent.
The five poisons and blood have increased his physical strength to the extreme, and the power his body can burst out is definitely not inferior to his current violent magic power!
When the sword was stabbed out, the old man's face changed immediately. He couldn't hold the tip of the sword with two fingers, and was pierced by the sword's palm. The tip of the sword sneered into his chest! The old man still underestimated the sharpness of the sword. This sword was originally transformed from the turtle shell given by the desert. The turtle shell belongs to the spiritual treasure. The sword naturally also belongs to the spiritual treasure. The physical body against the innate spiritual treasure is like an egg hitting a stone.
"Brother-in-law, I'll send you to the Great Wilderness Country!"
The sword was pressed against the old man and rushed forward. The old man had not been sitting, but he fell down his legs at this moment, but it was difficult to stop the amazing force of the Jiangchen. His legs plowed out two deep grooves on the ground! But the old man was not stupid, holding the sword with one hand and holding it tightly. The sword cut the old man's palm and blood gushed out, but the color of the blood was not red, but as thin as water flow.
when!
The old man waved his bone cigarette pouch with his other hand and hit the sword heavily, causing his arm to tremble and numb. He immediately let go, and his vitality rolled up the sword and drew it flat in the air, cutting it towards the old man's neck!? Although the old man was old, his body was more flexible than Jiang Chen expected. Jiang Chen had an ordinary sword technique. After observing Zhou Daxian's moves, he could also have the power of Zhou Daxian's three-point power. After fighting against each other, the basic moves were integrated and should not be taken lightly. Under this, he could actually avoid it, which shows how agile the old man was.
Cloud Sword Style!
His swordsmanship was guided by Zhou Daxian. Although it was just the simplest moves such as the stinging cloud picking, it was extremely powerful.
The old man hurriedly dodged back, but the sword kept rotating and circled, chasing his neck tightly, making him unable to retreat continuously! The old man captured the sharpness of the sword and did not dare to sit up, so he could only pull the sword from a long distance to avoid the sharpness of the sword.
If you retreat again, you will retreat to the boundary mark of the dead's life world. At this time, you have no choice but to retreat. Then you will leave the underworld and go to the real world. As a ghost, your cultivation level will be greatly reduced. Even worse than that of ordinary people.
Seeing that the old man was sweating all over, he stepped up Cui Dong's sword and quickly killed him. At the same time, with a thought, the scattered water rose again and roared from all directions, like big pythons entangled the old man.
Suddenly, the human bone cigarette pouch in the old man's hand flew up to resist the sword. The thick fog sprayed out of the cigarette pouch. The smoke from the fog gathered into skulls, and whirlwind, pounced on Jiangchen, and penetrated into his body to tear his soul. At this time, Jiangchen's body had become the second battlefield, and Jiangchen's soul and skull started a big battle. Suddenly, Jiangchen thought of the three techniques of Taoist sibling four years ago?
The general sealed his soul by ascension to heaven, and allowed the skeletons transformed from smoke to bite and tear him, and could never pull his soul out of his body.
Jiang Chen opened his mouth and breathed a strong wind suddenly spit out!
call--
The fog and the skulls were blown away in one breath. Although he had not learned the spells or pulse techniques to control the wind, his cultivation has now been forcibly upgraded by the poisonous spirit blood to an unimaginable level before. There were spells and pulse techniques between breathing! In addition, the battle techniques that Jiang Chen learned through practice all the way? Applying it to the old man, he no longer became a naughty boy who lacked practical experience, but became the prototype of a master-level figure trained by practice.
The cigarette pier collided with the sword, and countless Mars were knocked out of the cigarette pierced out. The Mars suddenly turned into fiery red lava and rushed towards me, shaking my footsteps to avoid the lava attack, and the attack became even more fierce. Tens of thousands of lava flew over together, shouting my son, opening his mouth to blow out a strong wind. The hurricane rolled along the trajectory of the lava, and contained the lava in the wind like a crusher, and then threw it out and flew to an unknown place.
The giant python transformed from the water wrapped around the old man, and immediately there were countless water swords stabbing the old man.
The old man's cigarette pot suddenly became bigger, like a big black pot being turned down. The terrifying suction came from the water, sucking the big water at all, but the fire in the cigarette pipe was also extinguished. The cigarette pot that turned into a big pot was turned down and pressed towards Jiang Chen, who avoided the Luoyan leg.
He approached the old man like a ghost, his arms flew, and his palms were like a thousand-armed Buddha, attacking the old man frantically. Suddenly, the boxing technique changed, and the sword light was squished in the boxing technique, and his footwork was unpredictable, making his attack even more unpredictable.
The old man kept retreating, his power was still above the general of the emperor, but the emperor's body, footwork, boxing, swordsmanship and swords were both strange and unpredictable, especially the sword, which was extremely sharp, even his cigarette pierced. Although the moves used by the sword were extremely simple, they were extremely effective, fast and powerful. They repeatedly broke through the cigarette pier's defense and headed straight for his flaws!
Jiang Chen was like a master of swordsmanship. Although his sword moves were simple and vulgar, they gave him a feeling of being ingenious and unskilled. It was very tricky and forced him to retreat.
Zhou Daxian’s simplest sword move, coupled with the divine eyes of Dasha, is always good!
The old man took another step back, suddenly felt shocked, and saw a boundary marker in his eyes.
The boundary mark of the life of the dead.
The old man had to take the sword shortly and leaned over, and the sword was about to be lifted. The old man had to retreat. This step of retreating, and his flesh and blood suddenly disappeared and turned into a white bone.
When the general took a step forward and stepped out of the dead's life, the bones on his body suddenly bleeded.
The old man turned around and walked away, jumped into the vast sea of fog. The general's flesh and blood will bleed, and the strength of his body will increase. When the flesh and blood on his body will fade away, the strength will decline, one will rise and the other will grow, and he can only retreat.
Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. This old man was extremely powerful. If he continued to fight, he would probably survive until the moment when the Five Poisons Blood failed. At that time, he would probably die.
He walked to the dock, and the sea of fog was vast and there was no end. The light of lanterns shone faintly in the sea of fog.
"Can Zhou Daxian get through?"
When the Jiangchen looked back, he saw that the demon clouds in the dead's life were bleak and were constantly rushing towards this side. It was obvious that the strong men in the city came to check. It would not take long before the surging demon clouds would come here.
Jiang Chen waited for a while, the boat with lanterns floated over, but Zhou Daxian still did not appear.
The demon cloud is already very close, and if it doesn’t leave, it’s too late.
The general boarded this small boat.
The boatman in a straw raincoat swung his oars and headed towards the sea of fog. Jiang Chen stood at the bow of the boat and looked back. He saw that Zhou Daxian still did not appear, which made his heart sank suddenly.
The demon clouds had already flowed to that village and would soon arrive at the dock, but at this moment the boat had already sailed into the sea of fog and disappeared.
"Zhou Daxian is so capable, he will definitely return safely!"
Jiang Chen comforted himself, sat cross-legged under the lantern at the bow of the boat, took the sword off his back, crossed it to his knees, and quietly watched the fog surging ahead. The power contained in the turtle shell was dissipating, the effect of the five poisons blood was also regressing, and the wings behind him gradually became dim and were about to disappear.
The boat is wandering, and it is getting farther and farther away.
Suddenly, the mist under the boat surged, and a white bone in tattered clothes jumped up from the sea of fog and rushed towards the generals on the boat!
As if he had expected it to jump out, the sword on his knee had been pulled out just as the skull of the bone had just emerged from the sea of fog.
Sword-cutting style!
The general still sat still, looked forward, swung his sword and slashed the sword. The white bone skeleton in his clothes hurriedly raised the human bone cigarette pouch in his hand, but it failed to block the amazing slash!
The sword slashed its neck before it raised its human bone cigarette pouch, and it shook by, its head swayed, and its skull fell into the sea of fog, but its body fell on the boat, still standing on its own, making a thrust, but it had no power. Because the snake could not do it without a head, what else would the ghost without a head be afraid of him?
"I've been waiting for you for a long time and have been watching you under the boat."
He put his sword back into the sheath, and the Nine Heavens texture on his forehead gradually faded away. He said to the headless white bone: "You are lurking and swimming in the sea of fog, I keep seeing it. I am waiting for you to send it to my sword myself and then kill you."
The bone suddenly dissipated and broke into pieces of bones with a loud bang. The skeleton obviously has a good status, and his death played a huge role in shocking other ghosts.
Jiangchen looked at the man bone cigarette pouch that fell on the boat, hesitated for a moment, threw the cigarette pouch and the broken bones on the boat into the sea of fog. This cigarette pouch could resist so many things with the sword and not be inferior to it. It is a good treasure. It is a very high-end spiritual soldier, but it was made of human bones. He was not happy, so he threw it away.
"Zhou Daxian, you must be safe." The young man sat under the lantern, still crossing his sword to his knees, and whispered.
The boat floated towards the White Bone Mountains and headed towards the entrance of this wonderful place.
In the life of the dead, a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky. The vortex cracked and was cut in half by the stunning sword light. Zhou Daxian killed blood, and blood flowed in the vortex. Obviously, Zhou Daxian was injured, but on the other hand, the enemy in the sky was even more injured and almost received a severe injury.
A blood-colored vortex hangs in the sky, bleeding constantly, looking like a wound in the sky.
Zhou Daxian turned around, his fingers leaped, and sword lights flew out from his fingertips, nailed into the vortex, blocking the vortex. Blood flowed in the vortex, and it seemed that a giant was attacking the entrance of the vortex angrily, trying to break it, but was blocked by Zhou Daxian's sword light and could not rush out for a moment.
Zhou Daxian breathed a sigh of relief and immediately headed towards the Fengdu Mountain Gate. He was about to fly over the mountain gate and suddenly stopped. He saw a strange man with bird wings standing on the mountain gate, standing with one leg, and his other leg was shrinking under his feather.
The bird monster made a sound, and the sound was very strange, not as smooth as that of a human, and said, "You are a living person, you shouldn't come here."
Zhou Daxian looked solemn and smiled and said, "I'm already here."
The bird monster said: "If you want to leave, you have to pay the price."
Zhou Daxian said curiously: "What's the price?"
"There are kings of hell in Feng."
The bird monster's eyes seemed to be looking at the tip of his mouth and said, "The King of Hell has noticed you and admires you very much, so the King of Hell has a request. If you agree to this request, you can leave."
Zhou Daxian looked slightly moved and said politely: "What are the requirements?"
The bird monster said: "After you die, you belong here."
Zhou Daxian pondered and suddenly laughed: "The life world of the dead, the life world of the living, the death world of the living, if I can survive here after death, why not do it? The life of the outside world is the death here, and the death of the outside world is the life here. I can live here after death. This is a good thing, I agree. But can you answer a few questions first?"
The bird monster turned his head and said, "If you ask, I may not answer."
Zhou Daxian smiled slightly and said, "Is this the Great Wilderness Country?"
Chapter completed!