"puff……"
The four heads were shattered by the cathode energy, and red and white splattered in all directions, creating a mess.
The four dignified masters of Yin deficiency, even if they were caused by taking drugs, were still suffering from Yin deficiency, they died so neatly and in such a miserable manner!
The dark warriors all around were quiet, with a trace of panic on their faces.
This Mr. Jiang, an alchemist and martial arts miracle doctor, actually has such a high level and a decisive heart to kill!
The disciples from various sects outside the door watched silently, with calm faces, as if they didn't care. They were just practicing alchemy masters, and they died when they died. What did it have to do with them?
They were just curious as to why the alchemist who had imprisoned Lingyi was so advanced.
However, Xin Zhuo still did not stop, killing four people, and his right hand passed across again like clouds and water, and a yin pole aura from the triple sea of yin and void, condensed and undissipated, like a sharp sword, arrived behind Ling Yi who rushed out of the door.
Lingyi had just arrived in front of his senior sister Xiu Yunfei. Before he could relax, he felt a chill coming over him. His face instantly turned pale, and he shouted in panic: "Senior sister, help me!"
This time I was really panicked.
"You bastard! How dare you!"
Xiuyun Feiboran was furious, his mental skills were operating to the extreme, and he held a sword flower in his long sword, "Go with the sword!"
The sword light composed of the Yinji Qi as thick as a bowl whizzed towards Xin Zhuo's palm wind, changing constantly in the middle, far beyond the ordinary Yinxu first-level sea warriors.
"Your Excellency has passed!"
Eight people including Zhang Hezong of the Zhuxian Sect and Bai Jianhao of the Xuantian Sword Sect also reacted and each used their sect's secret techniques. Sword light, sword energy, and fist shadows densely bombarded Xin Zhuo's palm wind.
There are ripples along the way, just like water flowing around. A trace of them can kill the Earth Immortal, and the sound is huge.
The wooden door of the shop instantly made an overwhelming popping sound.
The warriors around him immediately retreated to the corner.
Zhang Feng and the nine Eighteen Sect disciples are getting closer and closer.
"boom--"
Destroy everything!
The seemingly ordinary palm wind was like an indestructible weapon. With a transcendent attitude, it instantly crushed the nine people and went straight to Lingyi's back.
Lingyi's reaction was not unpleasant, and he immediately used his mental skills, body protection martial arts, and the body protection Zhengang of cathode energy, but all of them were in vain.
"boom!"
The palm wind destroyed everything, the meridians were cut off, and the three Dantian palaces were shattered and flew into the distance.
This scene happened quickly and disappeared just as quickly.
Xin Zhuo had already put his hands on his back calmly.
Xiu Feiyun and the others had just recovered from the shock of being easily defeated, and then looked at Lingyi who had fallen to the ground in the distance and whose life and death were unknown. Their faces were gloomy and scary. Since they became disciples of the Eighteenth Sect, except for The sect has internal conflicts. How has it ever suffered such shame and humiliation outside?
Even if this person's realm is too high, he still has to fight for the sake of the sect's face!
"You are a despicable casual cultivator who is so bold that you hurt a large number of my disciples in person. What crime should you be punished for? The disciples of Hehuan Holy Sect's Zhanzitang will fight with you!"
Xiu Feiyun had already jumped into the air and raised his sword to strike.
"evil creature!"
Zhang Hezong's group of people also arrived in the air, surrounded by overwhelming cathode energy, like a violent storm.
The warriors watching from all around retreated again, crowded into one place, and each used his body-protecting power to block the aftermath of the fight.
However, there cannot be any aftermath of the fight!
Then Mr. Jiang took out the blue-glazed sword from his waist and struck down lightly.
Dozens of disciples outside the door flew up beautifully and with breathtaking momentum. At this moment, their expressions suddenly stopped, and they fell to the ground with a "hula la". Their weapons were scattered around with a "clang clang". They all knelt down, lined up in rows, and made Both hands are raised high to catch the sword.
Not knowing what was going on for a while, everyone looked at each other at a loss.
Warriors from all directions were also confused.
Duan Dapeng behind the counter was startled at first, and then felt hurt. It turned out that this powerful deterrent was not his own, but belonged to Junior Brother Jiang. This guy...
Can I still challenge others in a duel in the future?
Zhao Yizhu, who is as gentle and quiet as a fairy, is not the first time she has seen Xin Zhuo's move. She has also seen it in Ritian Sect, but she is still in a daze at this moment. She has never seen this kind of sword technique!
Maybe even Xin Zhuo himself didn't understand the strong allure of this kind of swordsmanship to warriors. This was also the main reason why people like Langshan Sect and Tyrant Sect Song Wei were chasing him inexplicably.
He just looked at the kneeling disciples of the Eighteenth Sect outside, and finally spoke: "A group of disciples from the Eighteenth Sect with nothing to do but nothing to do, it's really boring!"
It's not that he is deliberately arrogant, he is telling the truth. Among these dozens of people, nine Yinxu Yishuanhai and twenty-six earth immortals nine turns, but none of them has a divine body or blood flow. Their minds are average and their methods are simple. This is true for all the true disciples of the Eighteen Sects, so it really doesn’t make sense.
But these words sounded so arrogant and unruly to everyone.
Xiu Yunfei knelt down in embarrassment, but his anger could not be greater: "How can a boy like you understand the background of the great sect? I admit that my skills are inferior to others, but how can I humiliate my sect and wait for the elders to come and behead you easily?" !”
Zhang Hezong and others were also breathing rapidly and scolding them harshly.
Only Bai Jianhao was deep in thought. He was thinking about the magical power of this swordsmanship, which was 100% blind. After thinking about it, only two words came to his mind: "witchcraft"!
"Junior Brother Jiang, it doesn't have to be like this."
Duan Dapeng, who was behind the counter, shouted softly at this moment, fearing that if Junior Brother Jiang really killed a group of disciples from the Eighteen Sects, then this matter would really cause a big fuss.
Xin Zhuo ignored it and still raised his sword.
Dozens of disciples outside were still kneeling on the ground with their hands raised in the air, their faces filled with involuntary aggrievedness and horror.
The warriors surrounded by darkness were still watching.
The scene was a bit funny and weird for a while.
Until an old man came hurriedly from the alleyway in the distance with three followers. He was also shocked by this scene. He was stunned for a moment, then trotted into the lobby, looked around, and finally looked at Xin Zhuo, cupped his fists and saluted: "How dare you Are you Doctor Jiang?"
Xin Zhuo then put away his sword, put his hands behind his back and said, "Is something wrong?"
The old man was dressed as a butler, and he clasped his fists in excitement and saluted again: "Old Zhang, the manager of the Lord's Mansion in the Lower City, my eldest daughter is suffering from a strange disease and is dying. The doctors in the city and the alchemists in the alchemy alliance are helpless!
I heard that your husband has great medical skills, so I would like to ask you to come over and treat my eldest daughter!
It is not appropriate for the city lord to come, but the city lord said that if my eldest daughter can be cured, Kunxu City will be able to run smoothly from now on!
The Lords and their wives of Lingyun Sect, Yunwuhai and Haotian Sect are also eloquent. If necessary in the future, they can help. "
"I have heard about the body of the eldest lady of the City Lord's Mansion, and I am certain about it, but... I can't go!"
Xin Zhuo looked troubled and pointed to a group of eighteen sect disciples outside, "I'm in trouble and can't go. I'm sorry that I can't do anything!"
The old steward had already made a rough guess at this moment, and immediately walked towards a group of sect disciples who had just escaped from the shackles, frowning, and saluted: "Please give the Lord the City Lord a piece of thin noodles!"
Xiu Yunfei was a group of people who were speechless. Today they came to save someone, but they couldn't save him. They were beaten and knelt for a long time. They were clean on the outside and on the inside, but the majesty of the Eighteenth Sect cannot be lost. Zong cannot be humiliated. As long as he does not die, he will be able to kill this person if he calls his elders, but the Lord of the City...
To be honest, the masters of each of the four major martial cities are all jointly elected by the eighteen sects. They have very deep foundations and backgrounds. Disciples of each sect must give some face when they come down the mountain and must not be presumptuous.
It doesn't matter if he leaves immediately, he won't be able to find his place, and the sect will lose all face; it doesn't matter if he doesn't leave, he won't be able to defeat this person, and people from the city lord's palace have also arrived, asking for help from him.
Duan Dapeng and the others behind the counter couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking dazed. They suddenly felt that killing a group of alchemists who were looking for trouble, suppressing the disciples of the Eighteen Sects, etc., seemed to be coincidences, but they were connected one after another. All fell into Junior Brother Jiang’s plan.
Junior Brother Jiang, what kind of method is this?
(End of chapter)
