The heat wave swept down, the temperature suddenly increased, and the entire Liangzhou City seemed to have entered a scorching summer.
Suddenly, a burnt corpse fell from the sky and fell into pieces when it hit the ground.
Everyone was shocked. Ji Chen actually used magic to kill a powerful Taoist. It was incredible.
The cold wind, the bright red blood, the broken corpses, and the red-stained tiles.
Ji Chen stood on the ridge of the roof, his clothes not stained with blood, shocking his mind.
The shocking deaths of several kings in succession allowed everyone to see what it means to be the first person among demigods.
Even if four powerful kings died one after another, they still couldn't stop someone from challenging Ji Chen.
Many people have already seen the clues that Ji Chen is getting lucky.
Being the first person among demigods is a name, an honor, but it is also a kind of luck. As long as Ji Chen can withstand this kind of luck, the threshold of demigods will be like picking something out of a bag for him.
This allowed many people who were stuck at the peak of the Nine Heavens to see an opportunity for breakthrough.
If you kill Ji Chen, or defeat him, and inherit his great luck, you might be able to break through to the demigod level in an instant.
Suddenly, a ray of white light shot from the sky. It was a flying knife, with a bright red blade. It penetrated the clouds and mist, like lightning, and was incredibly fast.
Everyone onlookers could not help but marvel.
Ji Chen looked at the flying knife, raised his hand, and struck with the knife. Pojun's horizontal sword hit the flying knife accurately.
"Ding!"
The flying knife was knocked away, but soon turned into a stream of light, bypassing Ji Chen and shooting from another direction.
Ji Chen blocked again and swung the flying knife away. This time, he sensed the vague connection.
Without hesitation, Ji Chen directly took out the knife, the knife wire spread, and slashed out along with the trace of induction.
There was no bright sword light, no aggressive killing intent, just an ordinary sword.
In the distant sky, a blood flower exploded, and a corpse broken into two sections fell out of the void.
"The elder of Feidaomen!"
Someone exclaimed, recognizing this person.
"Even the elders of Feidaomen are dead!"
"'How powerful is this Ji Chen? Is he really the number one among demigods?"
Everyone was shocked, that was the elder of the Flying Knife Sect, and he was killed by Ji Chen even with his flying knives.
Ji Chen stood in the void, holding a knife in one hand and pointing diagonally at the ground.
"Next!"
He finally spoke, his voice calm. He hasn't completely warmed up yet. He needs to fight for days to warm himself up. He needs to make his blood boil completely. Because he knows that the most powerful enemy has not yet come out.
Although the crowd around him was in an uproar, no one thought he was arrogant anymore.
Suddenly, the wind picked up, howling, and accompanied by the sound of sword chants, the sword light suddenly appeared, like a sun flare, the light was dazzling, and the strong wind swept over.
This is the sword energy storm.
Ji Chen raised his hand and took out his sword. The light of the sword slashed through the storm of sword energy, cutting the storm in two. The dazzling storm split into two halves and blew past Ji Chen on both sides.
At the end of the storm, a middle-aged man holding a sword was split in half from the middle, and the sword in his hand was also split from the middle.
"Next!"
Ji Chen's voice sounded again.
"Guanzhong, Wang Sheng!"
As the sound rang out, a man dragging a Guandao came across the sky, like a god of war.
Ji Chen took one step forward and slashed down with his sword, splitting both the man and the sword in half.
"Next!"
"Beihuang, Canglang King!"
A human figure leapt forward. It was a human body, but it was like a wolf king. It rushed towards him in the air, its claws were like a magic sword, flashing with cold light.
Ji Chen slashed out with his sword, the energy of the sword flew across the air, and the Cang Wolf King was killed in the air.
"Next!"
Everyone watching was shocked. The battle lasted for days, and there was an endless stream of challengers. Ji Chen never stopped, killing one by one, and kept fighting until dark.
Xu Yuzhai looked up at the sky.
"It's dark!"
"Yeah, it's dark!"
Fang Jingyu also looked at the sky, and there were some tricks that could only be used in the dark. And Ji Chen has been fighting for a whole day and has not made enough water or rice.
In the world of cultivation, there is no fairness or morality.
As long as you recognize that you are the best in your field and stand up to accept the challenge, you must be prepared to be beaten and secretly attacked.
Some evil methods are more effective when used in the dark.
In the sky, Ji Chen still stood with his sword in hand. The wind blew by, his green shirt swayed in the wind, and his hair flew lightly.
It was already dark, but the number of onlookers did not decrease.
The breeze started to rise, and Ji Chen sensed it, so he watched the bright moon in his eyes.
In the breeze, there were glimmers of light shining.
It turned out to be micro-needles as thin as cow hair, densely packed, and every needle exuded resentment.
These are thin needles composed of resentment, and evil cultivators are secretly casting spells.
The breeze swept across and countless fine needles struck towards Ji Chen.
These resentments ignore defense, and once they penetrate the body, they go straight to the soul and directly obliterate it.
Ji Chen pinched a bright moon seal, and with a thought, a cold air filled the air, with him as the center and spreading in all directions. All resentments were frozen in the air, and even the breeze was frozen.
Ji Chen's sword intent spread out, and he followed the sense of resentment and finally traced it to a dark room in the Fujun Yamen. The coldness followed the sword intent and killed him.
In the dark room, an old man in black robes sat cross-legged, holding a black lotus in his hand, with resentment lingering on it, and the spirit of injustice roaring.
Wisps of innocent souls turned into extremely fine micro-needles and disappeared into the air.
Suddenly, his body trembled and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The old man looked at his chest in disbelief. An invisible knife combining coldness and knife intent penetrated his body.
Soon, the chill spread, and his entire body was frozen, including the black lotus. It became an ice sculpture. As the ice sculpture fell to the ground, it shattered into pieces along with the black lotus.
In the sky, Ji Chen raised his hand and pressed it, and all the frozen microneedles exploded and dissipated.
On the roof of the government office, Xu Yuzhai sensed something and disappeared from the roof of the government office the next moment. When he appeared in the dark room, he found that the man in black was gone, and there were only corpses broken into pieces of ice on the ground.
Xu Yuzhai's expression changed. He had no idea how Ji Chen did it, and he didn't even see his method clearly.
There were crowds of people around Ji Chen's small courtyard. Everyone knew that Ji Chen had won another round. Although they didn't even know where the enemy in the dark was, they knew that Ji Chen had won.
At this moment, Ji Chen's chest suddenly stung slightly, as if someone was stabbing his chest with a needle.
He looked down and saw a small hole in the clothes on his chest.
Something stabbed his chest and tore through his clothes, but did not penetrate his body. If it weren't for his physical body being like a dragon and indestructible as a diamond, he would have been pierced.
Ji Chen knew that someone was hiding in the dark and casting spells.
Immediately afterwards, I felt pain in the top of my head, as if there were needles pricking me.
Then there was pain in the back of my head, like a struggle.
Ji Chen frowned, as if the needle was piercing his soul.
If there is an evil cultivator who secretly casts a spell, there must be a medium, and it is impossible to cast it out of thin air.
Ji Chen closed his eyes and began to sense the mysterious medium.
(End of chapter)
