One Thought Feixian

Chapter 227 Life and death are under my control
Everything just now seemed like a dream, but it was extremely real.

Waking up at this moment, Zhou Qingsha immediately realized that she was not dreaming just now, but was hit by the "spiritual confusion" of the witch of the Desolate Race. Once she was swallowed by those terrifying beasts, she couldn't bear the pain of death. Fear, will make the will collapse, insanity, become an idiot.

In the worst case, the soul will be damaged, which is extremely terrifying and dangerous.

However, the most frightening thing is not this "spiritual obsession technique", but under this technique, the flying sword that kills her, piercing her eyebrows, is vicious and vicious, and will kill her with one blow.

The combination of multiple killer moves is seamless and creepy.

Thinking of this, not only did she feel chills running down her spine, but she also underestimated the methods of these Desolate tribes. She never thought that such a powerful master was hidden in this small camp of the Desolate tribe.

If Jiang Yi hadn't acted in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Yi's concerned voice came from beside his ear.

Zhou Qingsha shook her head and settled her mind: "Be careful, this witch of the Desolate Race can use the technique of mental confusion to confuse me, at least he is also a great wizard of seven leaves!"

"No matter who it is, it's a dead end!" Jiang Yi said coldly.

At this moment, the flying sword held between his two fingers immediately vibrated violently, and countless black air shot out from it, and then spread to his hand along the index finger and middle finger, which was icy cold.

In the blink of an eye, his entire arm was enveloped in black air, and he couldn't see his fingers. It seemed to be completely swallowed by the black air.

Then, the black air wanted to penetrate through the pores and corrode the flesh and blood.

"Small tricks!" Jiang Yi sneered, and immediately activated the "Big Sun Golden Body Art", blood boiled all over his body, and a faint golden light bloomed from his entire arm.

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In an instant, the black energy seemed to have encountered a nemesis, and was immediately dispelled by the golden light. There were bursts of wailing and screaming, which made his arm return to its original shape.

This scene is like light sweeping away the darkness.

Jiang Yi's "Golden Body Art of the Great Sun" is the purest and most steadfast secret art in the world. It is the nemesis of all demons and ghosts, and can eliminate any evil spirits.

What's more, he is full of righteousness, and he is invulnerable to all evil.

No matter how hard the flying sword struggled, it was useless, and it was impossible to break free from Jiang Yi's fingers.

Almost at this moment, the master of the Desolate race with double divine transformations finally completed the sacrifice, a barbaric atmosphere swept over, the sky seemed to become a bit darker again, and there was a gloomy everywhere. It seems that even the mountain wind blowing has stopped.

Then a huge force emerged from the depths of the earth and poured into his body, causing the aura on his body to undergo an earth-shaking change, becoming more evil, savage, violent, and fierce. Although it was still in human form, it was not. It looks like a ferocious giant leopard, its eyes are full of bloodthirsty light.

The barbarian lines all over his body swelled up, glowing with brilliance, matching the texture of the earth, making the strength of his physical body multiply several times, unlimited to the masters who are close to the triple realm of divine transformation.

Veins bulged on his face, full of ferocity and murderous intent, he leaped tens of feet, and rushed towards Zhou Qingsha and Jiang Yi.

His original plan was to start the sacrifice, escape, and return to the wilderness to report the news.

However, he was extremely unwilling. It was a great shame and humiliation for him to be defeated by a master of martial arts. If the news spread, he might not be able to gain a foothold in the Great Wilderness in the future.

Instinctively, he was still lucky, hoping to kill Zhou Qingsha and complete the task issued by the high priest, and then he would definitely be appreciated, obtain unimaginable benefits, and rise among the barren race.

Therefore, when he saw the existence in the big camp making a move, he changed his original plan, instead of running away, he gave it a go and delivered a killing blow.

He kept roaring in his heart, and during the rush, a powerful force erupted, and the earth and rocks under him were instantly crushed and smashed, stirring up layers of gusts of wind, with overwhelming momentum and murderous intentions. The taste of blocking and killing demons.

However, just as he was about to get close to the two of them and start killing them, a powerful force suddenly struck, breaking the power of sacrifice around him, and then his body suddenly stopped and stopped.

A big hand actually pinched his neck, and the terrifying force was transmitted to his body like a broken bamboo, smashing all his sacrificial power to pieces.

And the owner of this big hand is Jiang Yi!
In the eyes of others, Jiang Yi held a flying sword in one hand and pinched the neck of a master of the Desolate race with the other, domineering and invincible.

Both Feijian and Ren struggled in his hands, but it was useless.

"Things that don't know how to live or die, dare to jump in front of me?" Jiang Yi's voice was cold, and it turned into a horn of death and penetrated into the ears of the master of the Desolate Race, making his eyes full of horror, and endless thoughts in his heart instantly Regret: "Why did this happen? I should have escaped, I should be able to escape..."

However, he was pinched by Jiang Yi's neck, like a drake who lost his voice, he couldn't make any sound at all, and of course no one would hear his inner voice.

"Who is this person?"

"It doesn't seem like someone from the Central Dynasty!"

"It must be the peerless master invited by Zhou Qingsha, could it be a disciple of Wan Zongmeng?"

"Fighting the flying sword empty-handed, this kind of body is more powerful than a master of transformation who successfully sacrificed two-handed savage bones."

The entire camp of the Desolate tribe suddenly fell silent, and everyone cast their gazes over, and landed on Jiang Yi, attracting everyone's attention.

All the Desolate people in the Divine Transformation Realm exclaimed, never expecting that such a formidable master is hidden in the imperial army.

At this moment, the battle was gradually coming to an end, the army of the Desolate race had basically been killed, and some of the more powerful masters were still lingering, struggling hard, but they could not escape death.

There is also the master of the Desolate Race in the God Transformation Realm, relying on the powerful strength of the savage bones, he can continue to support, but his life is not in danger, but he is also surrounded by the imperial army, fighting trapped beasts, unable to escape.

"Boy, who are you? Why did you hide in the imperial army and deal with our Desolate race? Aren't you afraid of bloody revenge from our Desolate race?"

A master of the Desolate race took a few steps forward and shouted loudly, with a strong momentum.

Jiang Yi glanced over and flickered.

He had already noticed before that this master of the Desolate race was even more tyrannical than the general of the Desolate race he had caught in his hands. He had completely gained the upper hand in fighting Xu Rong. Helping him made him feel scruples, Xu Rong had already been killed.

This master of the Desolate race must have already cultivated to the third level of divine transformation. Not only has he successfully sacrificed the savage bones in his hands, but he has also successfully sacrificed the savage bones on his back. His spine is like a sword, piercing the sky. , with a back like a mountain, erupting with a mountain-like strength.

The whole body of the Desolate people is composed of nine savage bones. The savage bones on the back are equivalent to the backbone of the human body. They are the pillars of strength and can hold up everything in the world.

Once this savage bone is refined, the strength of the physical body can be increased several times.

"Quickly release An Hen, there is still room for maneuver in everything. If you kill Zhou Qingsha, then we of the Desolate Race will naturally treat you as a distinguished guest and reward you with the spring of life. Ji, do whatever you want, do whatever you want, and don’t be unrestrained?”

Relying on his great strength, he actually threatened and lured Jiang Yi.

"The Huangzu is cruel and ruthless, killing people and offering sacrifices is not tolerated by the law of nature, everyone should be punished." Jiang Yi sneered: "You want me to let him go? Then I will kill him and see how you Huangzu treat me Bloody revenge!"

While speaking, Jiang Yi became murderous, and with a pinch of five fingers, he was going to crush this "An Hen" General of the Desolate Race to death.

The master of the Desolate race who was at the third level of supernatural transformation was furious instantly, straightened his spine, and jumped up high. Carrying the reckless power of the whole body, he directly punched Jiang Yi's body with a punch in the air.

With one punch, all the savage patterns on his body swept out, flashing with blood, and the violent force made the air around him empty, turning it into a vacuum.

This punch contains at least forty times the potential!
"Life and death are in my hands. If you want to save him, then even your life will be involved!" Jiang Yi made a faint voice, and then kicked him out, like a glimpse.

"Shocking Kicks!"

When fists and feet collided, there was a huge vibration.

Then, it seemed that the master of the Desolate Race who had been hit by a sledgehammer, spurted blood from his mouth, and his body flew upside down by dozens of feet.

One kick!
With just one kick, he was able to kick away a master of the Desolate Race who was at the third level of divine transformation, and was seriously injured. This kind of power was simply unheard of, and it was so powerful that it had no limits.

"I can't even catch my kick, and I want to save someone, it's a joke!" Jiang Yi squeezed again, click!An Hen's neck shattered, lost its vitality, and fell to the ground as a corpse.

The expert of the Desolate race with three levels of supernatural transformation turned pale, and suddenly trembled with anger, blood spewed out of his mouth again.

The kick just now contained majestic divine power, and almost shattered his internal organs. If he hadn't refined the third savage bone on his back, he might have died.

"To tell you the truth, even if the Huangzu don't come to seek revenge on me, I will do justice for the heavens and kill the Huangzu!" Jiang Yi's voice was cold, and his fingertip suddenly flicked on the flying sword.

The flying sword suddenly vibrated violently, and then turned into a straight line, passing through the body of the Desolate Race expert at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye, and finally disappeared into the tent in the distance.

(End of this chapter)