Chapter 27 War Desire

Style: Fantasy Author: YaohuoWords: 2985Update Time: 24/01/12 20:07:48
His speed was very fast, and his figure was a little blurry as he ran, even leaving an afterimage.

"No, you can't kill me?"

Gong Yuanqi felt frightened and frightened as he looked at the devil-like figure that had come closer within a few breaths.

In the distance, the expressions of the elders Liu Yanghong, Han Jiangchen, and Song Yinian also changed drastically.

"You evil beast, how dare you?"

Han Jiangchen shouted angrily and rushed towards him like lightning.

Feeling the strong wind blowing against his face, Yang Jungui felt a chill in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and without stopping, he still reached out to grab Gong Yuanqi.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Han Jiangchen was furious, approaching like lightning, and raised his fist to strike.

A powerful momentum rushed towards the face, making people feel depressed for no reason.

Yang Jungui's face was solemn. After repeated collisions, the Qingming Sword was already covered with cracks and gaps and could no longer be used.

He put it away casually, and the blood spirit sword essence in his body surged through his meridians. The golden light on his left hand shone brightly, and he blasted out with a fierce and unforged fist.

After having the bronze ghost face mask, his escape life became much more peaceful, and he was able to take time to study the tactics he had practiced.

This move is exactly the second move of the [Diamond Technique] he has mastered during this period - Mountain Shaking Strike!

The punch is strong and powerful, with the power to shake mountains and destroy cities.

The power of this style has reached the level of top-grade tactics.

boom!

There was a sound like a bell, and the air wave exploded violently, slapping the clothes close to the body, and spreading in a fan shape with Yang Jungui's figure as the center.

Pieces of green bricks were blown away, and the soil on the ground rolled like waves.

Yang Jungui's body fell backwards uncontrollably, his feet plowed a four- to five-foot-long ravine on the ground, and nearly half of his calf was missing.

His complexion changed slightly, and his heart became more solemn.

In every small realm of Tianshan Realm, the leap in strength is huge.

The strength in the late Tianshan realm is even more difficult to estimate.

This was Han Jiangchen's hasty blow.

Yang Jungui's eyes changed, and he originally wanted to try to hold Gong Yuanqi hostage to see if he could get out of Zhensu City.

Unexpectedly, the plan failed.

However, although he failed to catch Gong Yuanqi, he was able to snatch the storage equipment from his hand.

"That's all!"

"It's nothing more than a bloody battle!"

Various thoughts flashed through Yang Jungui's mind, but in reality they only lasted in the blink of an eye.

A sword with purple luster appeared in his hand, with simple patterns on it. It was one of the mysterious weapons obtained from Qingyunzi's storage equipment - Ziyuan Sword!

This mysterious weapon is the best among the three mysterious weapons, and it is a middle-grade mysterious weapon.

The showers came and went quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the rain and clouds disappeared, and stars cast a thin curtain of light.

"You dare to commit murder in front of me, how brave you are!"

Han Jiangchen's face was cold, and he was a little surprised when he felt the numbness on his fists.

He took a deep look at the sword in Yang Jungui's hand: "It's a good sword."

"I heard that there are relics of a strong person in the Peak Realm in Bone Corrosion Gorge. Where did you get this?"

Yang Jungui did not answer, but looked at the enemy in front of him with cold eyes: "No matter who it is, anyone who blocks my path is my mortal enemy."

"Today I will use my sword to fight my way out of life and death."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started running forward wildly, his footsteps as dense as a frantically beating drum.

"Hmph, it seems that you are really demonic, and I can't let you go." Han Jiangchen snorted coldly, his eyes stern.

Liu Yanghong jumped up and took the lead to kill him. He said coldly: "I won't tolerate your impudence. Just wait for the kill!"

"We are not that good-for-nothing like Jiang Muyun. You have no way to escape today."

Without saying a word, Yang Jungui swung his sword to kill Liu Yanghong with all his strength.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting together.

The sword wind and sword energy were everywhere, destroying the street with cracks and making it a mess within more than ten feet.

Speaking of which, even though he had fought with him before, he always retreated at the first touch.

Now it is considered a head-to-head confrontation with the warriors in the middle stage of Tianshan Realm.

Yang Jungui asked himself, his strength has exceeded that of ordinary early Tianshan realm warriors.

Not to mention invincible in the early stage of Tianshan realm.

I am afraid that only those top Tianshan realm early stage warriors who are above the first class, have powerful skills and tactics, and have opened more than seven springs can be considered as opponents.

For mid-level Tianshan realm, if you are at the bottom level, it will be fine.

And Liu Yanghong is the elder of Jianmen, a top sect.

Yang Jungui's moves were fierce, and each sword move he used in his hands exerted unimaginable power.

However, facing Liu Yanghong's attack, he was still somewhat dwarfed.

In just a few rounds, it had already fallen into decline.

boom!

After another collision, the two escaped.

boom!

The ground under Yang Jungui's feet was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, but he also used this to stabilize his figure.

There were traces of blood flowing out of the wounds on his body, but his strong physique caused his wounds to squirm quickly, and soon only blood beads oozed out.

"This level of strength is not enough in front of this elder. You have been struggling for long enough."

Liu Yanghong said with a cold expression: "Let's stop here!"

But if you look closely, there is still a trace of shock hidden deep in his pupils.

On the side, Chi Lian Zong Yun Yanhua sighed and said with some regret: "I am afraid that I will die here today, which is a pity."

Han Jingcong's face was calm, but the light in his eyes was constantly changing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It would be better if this son dies like this."

Wu Kuohai smiled coldly, but did not hide his murderous intention: "Although I can't step on the sword gate, it can still be considered as killing a powerful opponent for you and my disciples."

"The Sword Sect has lost a strong pillar in the future."

Next to him was Tu Li, another elder sent by the Blood Demon Sect.

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Kill my sect disciple Yin Lichen, let him die like this, but this little bastard will be somewhat advantageous."

call!

On the other side, Yang Jungui took a deep breath, stepped on the ground with his toes, jumped up, and killed Liu Yanghong again.

"Sword Storm!"

With a low shout, his clothes swelled, and his energy surged. A fierce wind swept across the sky and earth, destroying everything around him.

Faced with the power of this attack, Liu Yanghong did not dare to be careless, shouted low, and attacked with all his strength.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless.

In the storm formed by the sword energy, dazzling sparks can be seen blooming and extinguishing.

Bang!

Liu Yanghong's figure fell into the storm, and he couldn't help but groaned, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

His clothes had a lot of tears, and there was blood running down his arms, staining the sword body red.

After knocking back Liu Yanghong with one blow, Yang Jungui rushed forward past his figure.

He was in a bad situation, but he didn't seem to notice it and just rushed forward.

"What a great talent, but it's a pity that it went astray." Song Yinian sighed, stopped in front of Yang Jungui, and raised his hand to attack.

"Shaking the Mountain"!

Yang Jungui raised his fist and blasted away. The powerful physical strength combined with the fierce force of the fist was like lifting a small mountain and smashing it towards him.

boom!

The powerful shock wave cleared everything around the two people, and the air waves carried smoke and dust all over the sky and swayed around them.

The soil beneath their feet rolled like waves, and a layer was cut off.

"break!"

Yang Jungui shouted angrily, and the power of Qi and blood surged, forcibly stimulating the power in the body, and the strength of the fist increased again.

Creak!

Song Yinian seemed to hear the sore sound of the bones in his arms being overwhelmed. His expression changed slightly and he couldn't help but step back.

"Die!"

Before Yang Jungui could take the opportunity to rush forward, a crazy voice sounded from behind him.

But it was Yin Li's eyes that turned crimson red as he fired the Blood Fiend Wheel on his fingertips.

"Seeking death!" Yang Jungui's eyes were filled with coldness. He had to stop running forward and slashed away with his sword.

Silver sword light and blood light intertwined. The next moment, golden light filled the air, firmly suppressing the blood wheel, even if the blood wheel was deeply embedded in the flesh, it was indifferent.

"How is that possible?" Seeing Xuan Bing being suppressed by a pair of fleshy palms, Yin Li was stunned for a moment.

But when he saw the sword light approaching and the sharp edge in front of him, he quickly reacted and mobilized all the blood evil power in his body.

puff!

The power of the blood evil was broken in an instant, and Yin Li spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew it out, and hit the ground hard.

"stop!"

"How dare you, Shu Zi?"

Wu Kuohai and Tu Li were not expecting the sudden change, but soon they shouted loudly and took action one after another.

The blood in Yang Jungui's body boiled, and at this moment, he was simply war-crazed.

The stars above the dome seemed to become brighter, and a gauze garment was wrapped around his body.



Pujie Diary: Someone in the group asked the master about his royalties today. The master said: "My taxes in one month are more than your perfect attendance in more than a year."

Me: "I'm sorry, I'm not even qualified for perfect attendance! How about we increase it tenfold and have perfect attendance for ten years?"