The light in front of them became fainter and fainter, and gradually, a blurry scene appeared in front of the three people.
The sky, the dense forest, and...
Did Miss Jinchen's figure waver? !
Without saying anything, Lin Feng quickly took a step to the side and back.
The moment he retreated, a strong gust of wind blew past his face.
"War Demon Destroying Immortal Fist!"
Jinchen punched Zishen.
Ha, Zi Shen smiled softly and raised his hand to block it.
But the moment he raised his hand, his smile suddenly faltered and his body suddenly stopped.
"You're too close to me!"
Bang! Jin Chen punched Zi Shen firmly in the chest, causing his clothes to burst and traces of blood oozing out from his chest.
"Wow." Zishen screamed and fell from the air.
Only this time, Jin Chen did not immediately pursue his opponent, but stared at his fist with slightly widened eyes.
Part of my Yuan Power has disappeared again. What exactly is this method? Did he react so quickly? You have obviously been poisoned by me, so you shouldn't. Or is it that the ability to eliminate other people's spiritual energy is his passive skill?
It’s really difficult!
Jinchen glanced at Lin Feng with his beautiful eyes.
"Calm down, Miss Jinchen. I just came here to pay respects to my senior. I didn't mean to stand behind you. Moreover, I have already given up. We don't need to fight anymore. You see, I am considered immortal after all. It would be quite troublesome for you to kill me, right?" Lin Feng took a step back, raised his hands above his head, and said.
Jinchen withdrew her gaze and started to chase Zishen. However, when she passed by Lin Feng, she glanced sideways at Lin Feng and seemed to whisper to herself: "It's not too much trouble."
ha?
No trouble?
"It's obviously very troublesome, isn't it!" He looked at Jin Chen's back and roared.
She stood still in the air and turned to look at him.
Lin Feng's momentum weakened again in an instant. He broke into a cold sweat and shouted, "You don't need to pay attention to me. I'm just stressed out. Just yell a few times. You continue, you continue."
Jinchen looked away and said casually: "That's about it."
That's it? What do you mean it's just this level? !
Damn it, even though I know I can’t beat her, I still really want to beat her!
Lin Feng's eyes twitched and he clenched his fists.
Just thinking about the theory of cause and effect that Jinchen and the old man discussed before, he sighed helplessly.
Although the senior had ignored him and Zishen from the beginning to the end, it was impossible for them not to care about the senior.
So of course he listened carefully to the old man's theory of cause and effect, and knew that cause and effect can be divided into small and large.
So, for deceiving a true immortal, what kind of punishment will I receive in terms of cause and effect?
He shook his head and looked at Jinchen, who was walking towards the ground step by step, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth.
What on earth did the senior True Immortal think? How did she need my protection?
She is obviously stronger than anyone else...
Above the void, Jinchen was still walking slowly towards Zishen.
She walked neither fast nor slowly, neither urgent nor slow, and from time to time she turned her head to look at what was happening in various places in the dense forest. She looked very leisurely, as if she was taking a walk.
However, she can relax, but Zishen on the ground cannot.
The moment he landed on the ground, he was surrounded by forty-seven people.
After all, the old man's arrival was so huge that people far away in his domain could see it. Even the dark sun that had been floating in the sky tensed up in those few minutes... not to mention that he was already in the dense forest. Where is my wife?
Although the old man came and left quickly, forty-seven people still rushed here and saw the scene where the white light enveloped the three of Jinchen before the old man disappeared.
They took it for granted that Jinchen and the others had gained some benefit. Then, when Zi Shen was knocked down from the air by Jin Chen's punch, they took it for granted that he was the weakest among the three.
If you grab the weakest one, there won't be much danger, you can get a lot of benefits, and we still have more people.
So you don’t have to think too much about what to do, right?
After all, it is a matter of course~
"Hand over the things!" A man shouted violently with a long knife in his hand.
"Brother, let's show everyone what the old man gave you just now." Another person showed a hypocritical smile and stepped towards Zishen step by step.
"What is that phantom just now? Brother Dao, can you explain it?" A man whose whole body was covered by robes also walked towards Zishen step by step and said with a sinister smile.
"Hey, boy, your ring is very beautiful, can you show it to me?"
…
"You guys want something from me?" Surrounded by everyone, Zi Shen didn't show any panic, but said with a bright smile.
"The power of creation, the skills of saints, the methods of the divine realm, as long as you can think of it, I have it here!" Zishen spread his hands on both sides of his body, with a kind of fanatical light shining in his eyes, and he laughed. : "What do you want!"
"Who knows what the hell you are talking about? If you have any good treasures, show them to everyone!" One person took the lead and shouted.
"If you are realistic, just hand over everything!"
"Bring all the treasures!"
...The crowd roared and cursed, approaching Zishen step by step.
"Okay." Zishen smiled, "Yes, it's okay. As long as you have the ability, come and get it!"
The next moment, Zishen suddenly turned into a phantom, like a ghost, quickly passing by the four people.
When Zishen stood still again, he was outside the circle of people.
"How about this method?" He turned around and looked at everyone and asked.
It was only then that the four people in front of him suddenly burst open their chests and sprayed blood.
Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft.
Snap, snap, snap, snap!
The four people who were alive a second ago turned into motionless corpses and fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground.
Bright red continuously overflowed from their chests, dyeing the earth red and completely soaking the soles of the living people's shoes.
"Whoever can take one of my moves without dying, I will teach him one of the methods of creation; whoever can withstand two strikes from me without being knocked down, I will teach him one of the saint's methods; whoever can take fifty of my moves, I will teach him the magic of creation." The method, the secret of the world!" Zishen once again spread his hands by his side, and wisps of bright red dripped from his fingers.
He looked at everyone and said loudly.
This, what is this?
A cultivator had cold sweat on his forehead. Why did he kill four powerful cultivators so easily?
Is he a soul immortal?
Is he a half-immortal?
The more Xiu Shen thought about it, the more frightened he became. His whole body was shaking, his palms were sweating, and his heart was about to jump out.
He turned around and wanted to leave this place.
Phew.
He suddenly felt his vision go dark, and there was a burning pain in his chest.
Behind him, Zishen slowly pulled out his claws from his chest, with obvious disappointment on his face.
"Don't even think about escaping. Since you already plan to get something from me, you should also be aware of it." Zishen smiled lightly and looked at everyone again.
"Come on, let me see your consciousness!" Zishen spread his hands and invited everyone.
"Madman!" One person shouted violently. Taking advantage of Zishen's opportunity to kill, he rushed behind Zishen and slashed at him angrily with his knife. "Go to hell to find your enlightenment!"
Zishen took a step to the left.
It was as if he had eyes on his back, easily dodging the man's slashes.
"You're very good." Zishen praised with a faint smile without turning around.
After missing a hit, the man quickly sheathed his knife. Holding the handle of the knife, he swung the knife again, and the big knife came out horizontally.
"But it's not enough."
clang.
There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and Zi Shen blocked his slashing attack with the back of his hand.
"Not enough, and you'll die."
Phew!
Zishen broke his sword and thrust the broken blade into his chest.
"Continue." Zishen pushed the man down gently and invited everyone with a smile, "Show me your strength."
"Ah——" Several more people roared and rushed out.
Front, left, and right, three directions of Zishen are blocked.
He looked calm and stepped back.
At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the shadow behind him, and the sharp blade in his hand flashed with cold light, heading straight towards his back.
"Interesting method." Zishen quickly turned around, pinched the person's wrist, and sent her forward.
"But don't be too confident in your own methods. The battlefield is changing rapidly. Never think that your methods are perfect."
She was pushed forward by him, and that was exactly where Zi Shen was standing before.
Her center of gravity was unstable and she was unable to change direction. In the end, she could only watch as a spear, two long swords, and a steel fork were pierced into her body.
"This will happen if you are too confident." Zishen put a hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear.
"Taboo, humans and gods can do the same thing." He said with a melancholy tone, and gently let go of her, allowing the men to withdraw their weapons and let her fall to the ground.
"Sister!" A young man in black, his eyes red, rushed forward fearlessly.
Snapped.
He raised his hand and knocked off the child's weapon.
brush.
He retracted his hand and took the sharp blade that fell from the air, letting it stab into the boy's brain steadily and accurately.
"That's what happens when you are carried away by hatred." He chuckled and pushed the boy in front of him towards the woman who was sneaking up on him.
"Ah -" a man roared and stabbed him with a gun.
He moved his hand lightly and held the incoming spear steadily.
"Listen up, people of Daxia." He broke off the spear and thrust the tip of the spear into the man's chest.
"You may think that I am a madman, a devil, or a ghost! You may think that God is unfair, and blame God for why it allows you to encounter a monster like me!"
One person tried to sneak attack him, but he broke his arm and kept wailing.
He knelt down and reached for the man's neck with one hand, ending his pain.
At this time, three more people seized the opportunity of him squatting down and slashed at him with three long knives.
"But I want to tell you..." He stretched out his other hand and held it at the intersection of three long knives.
He held three long knives with just one hand!
"This is the way the world is! It's neither fair nor reasonable."
In the blink of an eye, he killed three more people, and the blood stained his clothes completely red.
"Perhaps you are living a good life, and evil beasts suddenly appear and take away your parents; perhaps you finally find a safe place, and unreasonable forces arrive, crushing your teachers and slaughtering all your companions. ; Maybe you have traveled all over the world and cannot find a place where war does not break out; maybe you are hanging on to your last breath, giving up everything, and finally waiting until the catastrophe is over, only to find that the world is no longer what you know. You have no relatives. , friend. You have lost everything and can only live like a walking zombie."
Two more people tried to escape, but he chased them and ripped out their hearts.
"Are you going to regret it then, burst into tears again, reminisce about your old friends and your homeland, or do you plan to work hard to become stronger before the catastrophe comes?"
He broke the attacking weapons, but this time he did not kill anyone.
"Now you have this opportunity in front of you." He roared and glared at everyone.
"I have here the secret art of transforming gods, the techniques of creation, the enlightenment of saints, and the knowledge of people and gods. Whatever you want, I have it all here!"
Another person rushed up and kicked the person in the abdomen. The person he kicked rolled several meters away. He hugged his belly and pretended to be dead without saying a word.
He frowned, kicked out a fragment of the sword blade, and stabbed it into the back of the man's heart.
"I don't need you to defeat me when cultivating the gods. No one could do this four hundred years ago. As long as you can stop me, as long as you can stop me, I will teach you fifth- and sixth-grade combat skills! "With blood-red eyes and impassioned attitude, he roared at the remaining people.
No one was moved.
"As long as you can survive a few moves in my hands, I will teach you the mysterious level, the earth level, and even the incomplete heavenly method!"
Still no one came forward.
"Then you all go to hell!"
Zishen shouted violently and pushed hard with both hands.
At this moment, the airflow in front of him was turbulent, the spiritual energy was violent, and strong winds were flying.
At this moment, the ground in front of him cracked open, layers rolled up, and pushed forward sideways.
At this moment, the space in front of him was shaking, and it seemed that neither heaven nor earth could withstand the blow.
At this moment, a sword swung down from high in the sky, splitting the earth, tearing open the space, and blocking all his attacks.
"Then I just knocked you out of the sky with one punch. I haven't even become a cultivator yet, so what does that mean to me?"
"The first person in four hundred years?" Jin Chen said with a smile while holding his sword, his robes were hunting and his hair was flying.
She stood facing the sun, making people unable to see her face clearly, only feeling like a god or a devil.
