Ten Capitals, Nine Observations, Eight Poles, Seven Yuans, Six Divisions, Five Elders Compete for Da

Chapter 282 Fishing!Jiuyao features!
Jiang Chen stood by the knife, watching the two ancient tree giants fighting for life and death from a distance. Interestingly, they were all wearing a pair of black cotton trousers, which could expand infinitely with their bodies.

Moreover, the two turned into ancient tree giants, more or less green, not like ancient tree giants, but like two green giants, fighting a decisive battle in the wilderness!
With the passage of time, the Bailongdui desert, the land with a radius of nearly ten thousand zhang, has been reduced to the battlefield of the two Marquis Wu.

Rumble!
When the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, countless silt and sand were hit by a huge force, soaring into the sky, and then, with the air waves shaking in all directions, there was a tendency of the earth to collapse and the mountains to be destroyed. This is the power of Marquis Wu.

The smoke is rolling!

On the outskirts of the battlefield, thousands of Qingzhou soldiers all took a few steps back, and their robes inlaid with iron were also blown up. Unfortunately, they were all men, and there were very few people who were interested.

Everyone lost their minds for a while, and they all felt the great awareness between the strong Wuhou and the common people, and they also yearned in their hearts, eager to become such a powerful Wuhou.

"The two supreme beings fought to the edge of the universe. With every gesture, the chaotic power surged, as if the universe had just opened, the galaxy collapsed, and the past and present have all turned into soil, like the roar of three thousand gods and demons, like a hundred thousand Buddhas chanting sutras, and the Dao has been wiped out. ?”

After Jiang Chen made a casual remark in his heart, he focused on looking up at the night sky, carefully watching out for his mother's fishing rod attack, but after waiting for a long time, nothing unusual was seen.

"Could it be..."

"Seeing that the situation is not good, give up?"

"Or should we wait until the Lord Wuhou leaves before attacking?"

Just when Jiang Chen was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, there was another twitching and sharp pain between the eyebrows, greedy for wolf star power, and also aware of countless gray and black disasters, descending from the sky, sweeping the whole body.

Danger?

Dangerous!

The hopeless situation called "ten death without life" by "Forecast of Fortune and Misfortune" has finally arrived.

hum!
Changes in the sky!

The sea of ​​clouds split in the middle, and a seemingly narrow gap opened, but in fact, the distance was smaller than the near, and the length of the gap was by no means less than a hundred feet away.

But such a wide and long gap is only for... hanging down an ordinary fishing line.

only.

The source of the fishing line is the legendary Luo Sect Divine Weapon.

Old mother fishing rod!

Many Qingzhou soldiers and soldiers present all raised their heads, and some soldiers exclaimed: "Look, someone is holding a fishing rod."

The angler who lives high in the sky is an old man with a long beard. He sits in the void with a face like a god-man, holding a pole with one hand, and looking down at all kinds of people in the world.

Afterwards, the old man with long beard showed no expression on his face, and shook his hand.

From the end of the old mother's fishing rod, a multicolored silk thread suddenly hangs down, and it falls to the world at a terrifying speed beyond the sound barrier.

Zhang Baisui raised his head to look at the sky, and said with certainty:

"This person is the leader of Luojiao. When I was young, I saw this person from afar. Even if he is not a martial saint, he is probably the number one Marquis in the world."

"Not good..."

Jiang Chen raised his head and looked up at the sky, staring at the colorful silk threads and hook blades falling rapidly, his heart beating like a beating drum, and holding the Tiger Soul Knife tightly in his palm, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, please."

Jiang Chen, who helped others many times, became the recipient of help today.

Wei Anguo has always been grateful for the friendship in the Battle of Xili, and said with a smile: "It's the first time for me to stand up first and fight against the strong Luo Sect."

talking.

Qi and blood surged all over his body, and he transformed into spiritual phantoms of hundreds of wild beasts, like a pack of wolves with wings, all of them flew into the sky, as if they were about to bite off the colorful fishing line.

"Ouch-"

The first wolf-shaped spiritual phantom suddenly bit the colorful fishing line, and its fangs rubbed wildly in its mouth, but it still couldn't do anything to the fishing line.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of phantoms merged into the wolf-shaped phantom, making it usher in a transformation, turning into a beast-level...

Shuoshu.

They are the group with the sharpest teeth in this world. They can bite through thousand-year-old beams at the top, and chew and kill demons at the bottom.

"squeak~"

The ferocious beast-level rat showed madness and kept biting. Finally, the multicolored fishing line couldn't bear the cutting of the rat's teeth and broke suddenly.

But before everyone was happy, the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

The piece of fishing line that was disconnected instantly entangled the ferocious beast-level rat, and then strangled it to death.

"Damn it!"

The spirits of the wilderness all showed anger when they saw the fierce beasts and rats die, and things hurt their kind.

Then, at the end of the remaining multicolored fishing line, a new hook blade quickly condensed and continued to attack Jiang Chen's direction.

"puff--"

Wei Anguo couldn't help spitting out blood. Those spiritual beasts were, in essence, the combination of his spirit and blood. Once they died on a large scale, they would inevitably be implicated.

He said slightly weakly:

"The power of the fishing line has been reduced by [-]%. The rest is up to you."

"Let's come!"

"Dare to kill rats in front of us, court death!"

The mind of wilderness spirits is different from that of human beings, and they rarely get angry, but if they do get angry, the consequences are often extremely serious.

Compared with the ordinary Marquis Wu Wei'an, their strength is much stronger.

The next moment!
A million corpses!

Deep in the soil of the vast Western Regions, nearly a million beast bones were slightly shaken, and the almost endless breath of death swept over.

The Wild Spirit asked himself:
"Who among us is capable of biting off that bullshit fishing line?"

"Aww—let us come, the wolf's teeth are much stronger than the rat's teeth!"

"Bah! Is it possible to grow ivory in a dog's mouth? Ivory, ivory is the strongest tooth in the world!"

"Brothers and sisters, can you give us Shushu a chance, men want to fight, how to lose face, today, let's get it back!"

finally.

The little cuties of the wilderness spirits talked to themselves and quarreled with millions of words, but in the real world, it was only a snap of the fingers.

In the end, the angry Shurats fought against the Confucianists, and finally won all the other beast spirits, and got the chance to "slap their faces back".

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth raised slightly, and he secretly said:
"Shushu is very angry, and the consequences will be serious!"

The souls of tens of thousands of rats quickly absorbed the breath of the bones of millions of beasts, and turned into a gigantic rat, leaping into the sky.

"Squeak!"

Rats attack.

At first, the long-bearded old man didn't care about the spirit of the wilderness, and he still sat in the void carelessly, fishing with a pole.

But when he saw the sharp teeth in Shuo Shu's mouth, the fierce light of the Seven Killing Stars flashed, his brows and eyes showed a hint of emotion, and he changed from holding the fishing rod with one hand to holding it with two hands.

hum!
The power of the multicolored fishing line suddenly increased by several points, and the high air current surged wildly, flapping away in all directions.

Fierce vicious!

With such destructive power, no one doubts that it is a tornado.

The souls of tens of thousands of rats were instantly timid, and took the initiative to transfer all the breath of death to the souls of the tiger.

"Roar!"

The tiger continued to rise to high altitude, bit the multicolored fishing line without fear, and cut the fishing line into two pieces in just a moment.

But in the end, he changed his generals just before the battle, and failed to fully absorb the death breath of the corpses of millions of beasts. He only hurt the fishing line twice before he was defeated.

At the moment when the colorful fishing line drooped again, 49 wilderness hunters, also led by Li Tianlao and Li Zha, shot arrows in unison.

boom!
The strings sound like thunderbolts, and the arrows are like shooting stars!

A total of 49 arrows succeeded at the same time, hitting the multicolored fishing line, and once again shaved off a layer of the line's power.

"Shushu's mouth sounds good, but it's unreliable after all..."

Jiang Chen frowned, and said softly:

"Soldiers, please help this general."

talking.

He used the fierce sword technique, connected with the blood of three thousand Qingzhou soldiers, and brewed strength.

And this time.

Fu Jiezi, Marquis of Yiyang, also smiled lightly:
"General Jiang, let me help you!"

After finishing speaking, he turned into a ray of light and merged into the great man's scepter, causing its power to soar almost crazily, and it was only half a step away from the legendary quasi-sacred weapon.

boom!
Jiang Chen's heart trembled, and the next knife would bless "Yiyang Hou Fu Jiezi + Dahan's Scepter + Three Thousand Warriors' blood energy",
And supernatural powers - Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength!
Repeatedly add!

I'm afraid, it will become the strongest blow in my life!
Feng Lebin, Fan Liangshan, Ruan Tiehan, Xiao Wu, Gongsun Hu and other Qingzhou fighters also desperately circulated more blood energy, gathering all of them at the edge of the Tiger Soul Blade.

hum!
Even if it is a top-grade sharp weapon made from thousand-year-old tiger bones, it is difficult to withstand such a huge and terrifying power all of a sudden.

Holding the tiger soul in both hands, Jiang Chen stared at the long-bearded old man above the sky, his heart couldn't help but a surge of anger, which turned into a fierce knife light!
Rumble!
The knife moves like the sky is falling, like the earth is cracking!

The powerful energy and blood of more than three thousand Qingzhou soldiers, the imperial majesty of the great Han scepter, the "perfect" Yiyang Hou Fu Jiezi, and the supernatural power, the power of the dragon elephant to suppress prisons!
Four extremely powerful and precious forces are all converging at this moment.

finally,
It turned into a world-shattering power, like a ghost-killing god.

Jiang Chen's face was solemn and cold, he raised his long knife high, and aimed at the long-bearded old man above the sky, he slashed straight up, mighty and mighty, and the light of the knife soared ninety thousand miles!

At this moment, the thousands of Qingzhou soldiers present also saw the most brilliant light in their lives, and they all showed fascination and fascination.

This is the longing of all kinds of creatures for powerful power.

boom!
The light of the knife soared upwards, like a blade spanning hundreds of thousands of miles across the world, and its light was cold in the sky of the Western Regions.

Its intense light, like a flash of thunder, brightened the night sky with white light!
With such a strong light, even the people of Yumen Pass hundreds of miles away could not help but widen their eyes, full of incredulity: "It's dawn?"

"No, it's a Wuhou-level powerhouse, let's do it!"

The old vertical and horizontal soldier Li Xian stared at the sky, like the light of a knife in the scorching sun of the night, he rushed towards the long-bearded old man far away in the sky.

As a river fish, it is not enough to just bite the fishing line, you have to jump out of the river and give the angler a big mouth to be considered complete!

The same is true for the long river of fate...

"Sure enough, this son is the variable of my Luojiao..."

The long-bearded old man was silent for a while, staring at the world, Jiang Chen, who was as small as dust, showed a trace of fear very rarely.

In fact.

Of the billions of living beings in the world, there are only a few who can make this old man feel a little bit afraid.

then.

The long-bearded old man reduced his pressure on Netherland a little, and the nearly hundred-foot-long crack in the sky gradually shortened.

But in exchange-

But more power was injected into the old mother's fishing rod, making its power usher in a new round of skyrocketing!
Buzz!

At the end of the fishing line, a multicolored hook blade suddenly appeared, which was the performance of the old mother's fishing rod being strengthened to the strongest state.

Even most of Marquis Wu's strong men, facing this hook, are like river fish, being pulled out of the river by anglers and reduced to a delicacy in the pot.

Wei Anguo's feet were vain, and his complexion was extremely pale: "If I become a fisherman, I'm afraid I will definitely die!"

The spirit of the wilderness also developed fear of strength, unwilling to compete with such terrifying existences for the sake of "one soul", and immediately fled into the depths of the earth.

In the surprised eyes of everyone.

The multi-colored hook blade finally engulfed each other with the astonishing sword light soaring upwards, sending out almost destructive aftermath!

Boom!

Big bang, big destruction!
With a loud noise, it exploded in the air, and the light was brilliant!
Everyone on the scene closed their eyes tightly, not daring to look directly at the terrifying scene.

At this moment, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky also rolled in all directions along with the nearly destructive explosion.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked up, only to see the clouds and mist in a radius of a hundred miles, all under this blow, the smoke also disappeared, and the clouds also dispersed!
one strike.

A cloudless sea!
This kind of horror expression made thousands of people present, even Wuhou Wei Anguo, lost their voices for a moment, deeply shocked by it.

"What about the old man with long beard?"

It was only later that everyone noticed in surprise that the mysterious long-bearded old man who was suspected to be the Lord of the Luo Sect had disappeared above the sky.

"It's done?"

"Did you run away?"

"Who is this person?"

The soldiers have always longed for victory. Seeing that the old man with long beard disappeared while his captain was still there, they shouted in unison:

"Win!"

"General Jiang wins!"

"What kind of bullshit fisherman, hasn't he been beaten away by our General Jiang?!"

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched, trying to speak, but unexpectedly his throat was sweet and his limbs were weak.

After the physical body lost the nourishment of "Peacock's Tears", it finally couldn't bear the ravages of high-intensity battles, and fell into a state of exhaustion...

He fell forward and fell into Zhang Baisui's arms.

Before he fell into a coma, Jiang Chen only heard the panic-stricken shouts of the old village chief and others:
"Medicine, medicine, bring all the healing medicines in the army!"

"Quick, brat, it's about to die!"

"General Hong, can you kill Liu Chuanzhi quickly, come and help!"

"Forget it, it's a pity, then I won't be captured alive..."

"Brat, wake up, don't fall asleep!"

Oh, I can sleep—

Great!
Jiang Chen thought happily, and his consciousness fell into deep darkness.

…………

Underworld.

The originally clean face of the long-bearded old man was covered with a little dust at this moment, and he looked a little disgraced. He stretched out his hand to wipe off the dust, and sighed faintly:
"I miscalculated."

"If a person like Qin Huang Han Wu wants to have a trace of Jiuyao's characteristics, he needs to conquer all of this world, and all of them are king lands."

"But Fu Jiezi is weak enough, and even among Marquis Wu, he is mediocre, so the difficulty for him to have a trace of Jiuyao's characteristics is also the lowest!"

"If Loulan is destroyed, this person will be consummated!"

The long-bearded old man showed regret, staring at his old mother's fishing rod in his hand, and there was also a shallow scar on the shaft of the rod.

With the body of a general and never holding any artifacts, Jiang Chen caused an indelible scar on his mother's fishing rod!

If this matter spreads out, it will definitely cause an uproar!
because--

Only a divine weapon can destroy a divine weapon!
(End of this chapter)