Kong Decheng's face turned green with anger when he realized that he had been tricked.
Good guy, you say you are settling accounts, but the result is yours, right?
Where is the settlement here? Obviously he was asking himself to admit to relevant crimes.
The heroic spirit that Kong Decheng had just accumulated dissipated in an instant, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Four, five, six, seven, kill him!"
Kong Decheng's dead soldiers who had already gathered in the hall rushed towards Ji Qinglin without any questioning.
Jiang Chen reminded:
"Master, be careful! The bodies of these guys have been modified, and their tacit understanding is a bit exaggerated."
Ji Qing and Lin Xin said that their tacit understanding could be better than that of Yu Ye and Chi Ye?
After all, he couldn't stand it when the two of them worked together.
However, when facing the enemy on the battlefield, you don't dare to think wildly. Seeing the four people "four, five, six, seven" at the front, they rush to the front and join forces to strike a palm.
Even if he didn't take the move, Ji Qinglin could feel the unique energy. He didn't know if there were any other traps in the living room. To be on the safe side, it was better to go out and fight.
When Ji Qinglin took over, he turned around and reminded:
"Back off!"
Bang——
Ji Qinglin received four palms with one person's strength, shattering all the glass in the hall with such force.
Everyone also jumped into the courtyard outside the hall. According to Ji Qinglin's arrangement, the secret police had surrounded the villa and were searching the outside bit by bit to prevent anyone from escaping.
The four people who faced Ji Qinglin were not shaken away by Qi Jin. Instead, they charged up a second time and pushed their palms forward again.
The four energies of wind, fire, thunder and water were unleashed at the same time, and the radiance of energy in different colors startled the secret police officers who had just climbed over the wall and jumped in.
Faced with this overwhelming energy, Ji Qinglin turned his hands, and the Tai Chi floating light suddenly lit up.
Fortunately, there are many types of Qi Jin that I am least afraid of and the Qi Qi is strong.
The yin and yang are transformed to the extreme - all dharmas are gone.
The two sides handed over, and with a loud noise, the four people who originally thought they could suppress the move were knocked out and hit the door of the living room.
The secret policemen with electromagnetic soul-severing needle launchers were also rude at this time. They shot out all the soul-severing needles and landed on the bodies of Kong Decheng's dead soldiers.
However, the strange thing is that the dead soldiers who were pierced by the electromagnetic soul-breaking needle did not react at all, and the magnetic needle popped out with a shock of their backhand.
Ji Qinglin immediately reacted. It seemed that the accessories on these dead soldiers were not cheap. They should have been created by Kong Decheng using the funds and product advantages of Xiandao Biology.
Seeing that Ji Qinglin seemed unable to be harmed by Qi Jin Kung Fu, the dead soldiers in front pulled out the telescopic molecular blades from their waists.
At this time, all eighteen dead soldiers have arrived, and some of them are trying their best to contain them, but Ji Qinglin is about to face eight.
Yu Ye and Chi Ye dealt with Ah Da and Ah Er, Jiang Chen dealt with the other two Qi practitioners, and Xie Ling Fan Yu directed some secret police to deal with the remaining dead warriors.
Ji Qinglin said in his heart that his consciousness-only sword power was not comparable to those soul-severing needles, so he flicked out the sword after thinking about it.
Zheng——
The sword edge pierced the person at the front. Even if that person had prepared a defensive posture, he could not resist the flowing cloud of sword intent that had turned into a black mist.
Whoosh——
The cloud blade flashed past, and Ji Qinglin thought he had eliminated one.
But the man just tilted his head and wiped his neck, which had some blood on it.
Are the skin, muscles and bones so hard?
Kong Decheng, half hidden in the living room, smiled and said:
"Turtle-shell skin, tough muscles, and finely constructed bones. This cannot be solved with a sword."
Hearing the names of these top-notch defensive prosthetics, the secret police present felt their scalps go numb. Taking out any one of them would be enough for an ordinary Qi practitioner to fight for a long time.
I have never seen three types of products stacked together. On the one hand, these top-quality prosthetics are very expensive.
Besides, if you finally get rich, you will definitely install more powerful techniques. Few people will spend so much money to pretend to be a human-shaped turtle.
Seeing eight people drawing their swords at the same time, Ji Qinglin twirled the two fingers of his right hand in the air as he rushed forward.
Like a black snake's sword flow, the molecular blades of the eight people were tied together in an instant. Ji Qinglin, who had already arrived in front of him, punched outwards with his fists.
boom--
Thunder power opens the sky.
The powerful thunder struck eight people instantly, but the eight dead soldiers just flew out and hit the steps outside the living room on the first floor.
After falling hard to the ground, he quickly got up and attacked again. Apart from his clothes being blown to pieces, he didn't seem to be injured.
Ji Qinglin thought in his heart that this was all about immortality!
However, the glowing meridians on their bodies can still be seen, and it is guessed that they must have taken the strengthening medicine given by Kong Decheng.
After the eight people stood up, they raised their fingers and raised their arms to shout. The entangled molecular blades instantly broke free from the shackles of Sword Intent Liuyun.
Seeing this, Ji Qinglin's eyes widened and he thought to himself, can these guys still be able to wield swords?
The eight people waved their arms, and the eight molecular blades flew up together, shooting at Ji Qinglin in order.
Ji Qinglin cursed secretly, raised his sword to block, and shouted at the same time:
"Everyone spread out!"
Unexpectedly, these Qi refiners were so difficult to deal with. Not only the hidden policemen who jumped into the courtyard, but also Jiang Chen, Yu Ye and Chi Ye were unable to deal with the dead soldiers for a while.
Xie Ling and Fan Yu are trying to find new breakthroughs by using poisons and disruptors, but it will take some time.
The speed of the Death Soldier's sword was far less than that of Ji Qinglin's own consciousness-only sword, but after all, they had eight swords at once, so Ji Qinglin was in a hard fight for a while.
The angle of the sword was too free, so Ji Qinglin simply used the sword to attack the eight people's fighting circle, so that the eight people had to deal with it with the sword.
The consciousness-only sword intention, which is sometimes true or false, real or imaginary, makes it difficult for the other eight people to guard against it.
The flashing black clouds, the thin threads in the air, and the sliding sword energy seemed like everything could become a sharp sword blade.
The clanking sound of sword blades crossing each other was accompanied by blood flying.
The secret policemen around them were also frightened. In normal one-on-one matches, they really couldn't tell the difference in strength. The strength of such a pair of Eight Seasons Qinglin instantly became three-dimensional.
Thinking that in this situation, any one of the people present would have been chopped into pieces.
boom--
In the end, it was still Ji Qinglin who used a thunderous rushing move to knock all eight people back.
Looking at the battle situation, the eight people were all covered with tiny wounds. Although their strengthened bodies would not be affected by such small injuries, they would still bleed when they should.
Ji Qinglin was also slashed on the shoulder, and a lot of blood from the eight people's wounds splashed onto him.
Overall, it seemed that Ji Qinglin had more blood on his body, and those who didn't know thought he was seriously injured.
Watching this, Yu Ye was frightened. If it weren't for the entanglement of dead soldiers, she would have wanted to rush over to help her master.
In order to prevent poison, Ji Qinglin also used calamity fire to burn his shoulders to prevent any accidents in the injured area. However, carrying two balls of fire on his shoulders looked like some kind of strange fire-based swordsmanship.
What Ji Qinglin noticed was that a faint mist of blood began to appear where the blood was on his body.
Faced with this dilemma, Ji Qinglin felt that there was no trace of boredom in his heart, but instead he felt a little uncontrollably excited.
That feeling was very familiar, exactly the same as when I had just absorbed the flesh and blood from the immortal's spine.
Because it was stained with blood, the weird energy that was suppressed was about to move.
Recalling the feeling of power at that time, Ji Qinglin was confident that he could control it, so he turned around to Yu Ye and Chi Ye and shouted:
"Is the scabbard okay?"
When Yu Ye and Chi Ye saw the red blood mist rising from the master's body, they naturally understood what the master meant. After looking at each other, Yu Ye nodded and said:
"Can!"
The eight dead men around him didn't know what Ji Qinglin was going to do, so they swarmed up when Ji Qinglin's moves stopped. I
Kong Decheng, who was observing secretly, was also a little confused when he saw this.
call--
The blood mist that came out of nowhere suddenly rushed away the eight dead soldiers who were attacking.
Seeing the blood mist, Kong Decheng frowned slightly, feeling familiar with that thing. In the past, some experimental subjects with the remains of immortals would emit a certain degree of blood mist before they died.
The blood mist that burst out gradually condensed, and finally converged on Ji Qinglin's body, but the red color now looked more vivid and dazzling.
I saw that Ji Qinglin's whole body seemed to be wearing a layer of blood-colored armor with red smoke, his eyes were filled with red blood, and there was still a smile on his face. Even the black consciousness-only sword in his hand had now become A completely bloody long sword, with blood mist also appearing on the blade.
Yu Ye and Chi Ye were also shocked when they saw this, because what they saw in the grocery store before was not so exaggerated.
Maybe it was because the master had been suppressing that power at that time, so it seemed acceptable, but now the master's active release was able to reach this point.
The eight dead soldiers looked at each other and were about to attack again when Ji Qinglin took the initiative to attack.
There is no consciousness-only sword intention, no sword intention Liuyun, just holding a long sword and simply slashing at the dead soldier in the front with the force of thunder.
Whoosh——
Before the man could block with his sword, Ji Qinglin's sword blade had already struck his left shoulder.
Click——
With a soft sound, relying on the finest skin and muscles of immortal creatures, Ji Qinglin's simple sword did not cut in, but only left a blood mark on the dead soldier's shoulder.
The shocked dead man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and couldn't help showing a contemptuous smile on his face.
Then he looked up and realized that the smile on Ji Qinglin's face was even brighter.
"hey-hey."
Ji Qinglin shook his sword slightly, and the sword suddenly ignited with red flames.
Just when he felt some burning pain, Ji Qinglin already swung downwards with all his strength.
puff--
In front of so many secret police officers present, Ji Qinglin actually pulled the man halfway down from his shoulders, leaving only his back still connected.
The blood splattered on Ji Qinglin's body made the blood mist thicker, making him look like a blood-soaked Shura, holding a burning sword.
This sword directly stunned the remaining seven dead soldiers.
He couldn't break through the defense just now, but the sword almost cut the person in two.
Seeing that the movements of the seven people were slow, Kong Decheng gritted his teeth and shouted: "Up!"
Only then did the seven people attack again. After killing one person with one swing, Ji Qinglin slashed at the second person without any hesitation.
Having learned from the tragic death of his predecessors, the second dead soldier reacted quickly and hurriedly blocked with his sword.
when--
There was a clear sound, and the bloody sword intention in Ji Qinglin's hand was cut off with too much force.
However, before the smile on the chopped dead soldier's face could fully appear, Ji Qinglin directly held the broken half of the sword and chopped it down again. The broken blade penetrated the obstacle and recovered again.
puff--
A large amount of blood spurted out from the second man's neck.
The remaining six people still didn't understand. They obviously didn't use any techniques, they were all extremely simple killing moves, but why couldn't they defend against them?
Seeing that two people died tragically in an instant, the remaining six dead soldiers were more or less trembling in their hearts.
He even began to consider whether Ji Qinglin had not used all his strength just now and intended to let them live.
Even Kong Decheng couldn't help frowning when he saw this:
"This guy really didn't use his full strength in the Wish Conference!"
Thank you for your reading and support! (Ji Qinglin: Scabbard, scabbard, which scabbard should I put on today?)
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