Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 69 The young man wields a knife, the wind, thunder and fire!
"Be careful, son!"

Shengjing City is prosperous and inclusive, and even though Beishi is relatively remote, the nearby streets are still crowded with people.

The four of them rode their horses to the fork in the road. Mo Yunliang nodded and clasped his fists. He wanted to ride his horse away, but his ears moved slightly, and he faintly felt that there was a lot of breath in the crowd around him. .

The noise was mixed with silence.

Like a wild beast in the forest, when it encounters a hunting target, it crawls forward.

This is the tranquility before the killing.

"There are assassins!"

Mo Yunliang was alarmed and shouted loudly.

Huhuhu

At the moment of Shen Yin, several burly and majestic figures like fierce bears and violent apes flashed out from the crowd, swooping silently and at an extremely fast speed, turning into phantoms as soon as they erupted, covering them all Xiang Jiangli.

"Flying sand and rocks!"

Under the shadow, Jiang Li's expression changed slightly, as if the sun above his head was suddenly covered by flying dark clouds.

When he realized it, the six burly figures had surrounded him from different angles, and there was no way to retreat.

With a flick of Jiang Xin's mind, he activated Tiangang's supernatural powers, and the Yuan Qi contained in his body was instantly consumed. The gust of wind blew within ten meters around him, rolling up gravel and sand, and the dust was so long that he couldn't see anything.

Pedestrians passing by were sucked into the strong wind, like small boats drifting in the raging sea, swaying left and right, all of them were swept out and fell to the ground, screaming and moaning in panic.

The originally bustling and peaceful streets suddenly became chaotic.

Pedestrians around saw the sudden strange wind in the street, turned around hastily, and fled in all directions.

"It's witchcraft!"

In the hurricane, Liu Dao's burly figure swooped forward was swept by the wind and sand, his complexion changed, and a look of extreme fear flashed in his eyes.

In the Hundred Thousand Demon Mountains in the southern border, there are occasional big demons who have cultivated a climate and come out of the deep mountains to do evil.

They have boundless mana, master all kinds of weird witchcraft, call wind and rain, seize possession, cast Gu and refine medicine, are omnipotent, cruel and evil.

It is an extravagant hope for the entangled clansmen to die quickly.

It is also Wufu nemesis.

But thinking of the importance of this action, the six figures just paused for a while, and rushed towards the center of the hurricane where the sand and dust were billowing without hesitation.

However, it was only a moment of hesitation. When they plunged into the center of the hurricane, the figure of the target boy had long since disappeared, leaving only a frightened steed roaring restlessly and trampling with its iron hooves.

"Where did that boy go?"

Ying Shanxiong fell to the ground silently, with his fists raised, his leopard eyes squinted and his eyes looking around, his ears were whistling with wind, his vision was blurred, as if he was in a doomsday situation.

But he was focused and completely unaffected by the surrounding environment. The raging wind and sand in his ears gradually disappeared, and some subtle sounds finally drifted into his ears after the wind was eliminated.

"Under the horse's belly!"

Ying Shanxiong's eyes froze for a moment, and just as he was about to make a move, a blazing saber light flew into the air like a fire dragon, and the murderous aura erupted instantly, locking him in.

"The three moves of Jue Dao, the first move, wind, thunder, fire and electricity!"

Jiang Li curled up under the horse, his right hand slowly grasping the scarlet refined dragon scale sword in his left hand, his whole body concentrated a little bit, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the figure closest to him.

Among the six figures rushing into the range of flying sand and rocks, this burly figure gave him the strongest sense of oppression. The rising blood energy was transpiring around his body, and it could even affect the operation of air flow.

The wind and sand driven by flying sand and rocks whizzed around the burly figure, and seemed to have weakened a little.

With his left hand flicking the knife out of its sheath, Jiang Li shook his right hand violently, his legs and back burst out at the same time, he pierced through his right arm, the knife light was like fire and electricity, under the blessing of the hurricane, surrounded by the sound of wind and thunder, like a fire dragon born, Take care of heaven and earth.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ying Shanxiong couldn't help cheering in a low voice, the blade in his sight almost pierced the entire sky and earth, rising from the ground, but he picked up the blade into the sky, with the potential to pierce the sky.

The killing intent above the blade, even the number one warrior of the tribe who walked through the sea of ​​corpses and blood, also felt a tremor.

If possible, Ying Shanxiong didn't want to take the knife head-on.

He could sense the red knife in the young man's hand, it was by no means extraordinary, but a magic weapon that could cut iron like mud.

But the distance between the two was too close, and under the blessing of the hurricane, Jiang Li exploded at double the limit speed. Even if Ying Shanxiong was a martial artist at the peak of innate realm, he couldn't avoid it, so he could only take the killing intent forcefully.

The breath travels between the lungs and the heart, Ying Shanxiong steps on the ground, the power rises from the ground, and moves the arms and fists with the breath.

The big iron fist was covered with white bones, covering the front of the fist, and directly hit the Chilian Fire Dragon that raised its knife.

Red and white collided, and there was a piercing loud noise of clashing gold and spears. The air was rippling, and the sound waves spread. Two or 300 meters away, pedestrians covered their ears with their hands, showing pain on their faces.

The sword is like a fire dragon, and the fist is like a mountain.

No matter how big the mountains are, they are no stronger than the keel and claws of a real dragon.

The white bone fragments shattered and shattered, and were about to drip, but it was the Chilian Dragon Scale Knife that shattered the bone sleeve on the front of Ying Shanxiong's fist, cut through the skin, flesh and blood, and slashed on Yingshan Xiong's finger bones.

Cutting skin and bone, Ying Shanxiong didn't change his face, as if the bloody right fist didn't belong to him.

The tall and burly man slowly withdrew his fists, looked at the young man who disappeared in the wind and sand, and smiled coldly, with a trace of regret: "Dazhou is a good boy, so brave, calm and decisive, it's a pity that you are only in the realm of Tai Chi, and you have a god Sharp weapons and world-shattering sword techniques also have to bear the huge force from the backlash, even if they don't die, their bones will be shattered."

As if confirming Ying Shanxiong's exclamation, the hurricane dust surrounding the six people also dissipated at this moment, the wind breathed and the sand fell, and the vision was finally clear.

On the empty street opposite, a young man in white stood with a knife in his hand, his snow-like clothes were splashed with spots of warm blood that hadn't dried up, adding a chilling and staunch aura to the handsome and out-of-this-world young man.

"As expected of a barbarian martial artist from Yaoshan Mountain, his strength is far beyond the ordinary martial arts of the sixth realm!"

Jiang Li put the knife back into its sheath, beads of sweat dripped on his forehead, and the clothes on his back were already drenched in cold sweat.

Chilian dragon scales cut iron like mud, although it smashed Ying Shanxiong's bone sleeve and injured his right fist, but it couldn't smash the terrifying force that was spreading along the blade.

The Nine Realms of Martial Arts refer to physical body, force martial arts, dragon martial arts, Tai Chi, Ju Qing, Xiantian, ten thousand husbands, mind martial arts, divine transformation, and martial saints who transcend the nine realms.

Although Jiang Li has mastered the world's two major martial arteries and foundation building skills, but after all, he is only in the fourth realm of Tai Chi. Even though his muscles and bones are strong, far exceeding the same level, he is by no means an opponent of a martial artist at the peak of the sixth realm.

The terrifying power from the blade, like an ancient ferocious beast, directly sent Jiang Lizhen flying out, and destroyed all the way up his body, shattering all the bones in his body.

But Nine Breaths Convincing Qi is one of the supreme supernatural powers of Taoism, and it was instantly transported by Jiang Li.

Qi comes from nothingness and blends into the body.

After nine breaths, before his body fell to the ground, the bones of his whole body had recovered, even slightly improved compared to before.

But the sudden sharp pain still made Jiang Li break out in a cold sweat, and he almost couldn't stand still.

But this scene, in Ying Shanxiong's eyes, was extremely strange.

incredible!

(End of this chapter)