Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 118: One Hit Kill

While Feng Zhenhai and others were taking action, Yang Jingyu's hands were already quickly sealed, and the bronze magic sword in the purple mansion flew out in an instant with a "swoosh".

Under the urgency of Yang Jingyu's magic, the bronze magic sword instantly transformed into two, two transformed into four, four transformed into eight, eight transformed into sixteen...

Sixteen full green light lingered, and the flying swords with cold light shining hung in front of Yang Jingyu like a fan.

Seeing the other party's murderous aura rushing towards him, Yang Jingyu couldn't help but snorted, and the magic trick in his hand changed.

The sixteen flying swords in front of him were immediately divided into two strands, each strand was eight flying swords, one left and one right, and shot towards the two of the five people on the other side, like lightning.

Among the five elders of Zhenwu Sect, only three of them had reached the level of the Yuan-Cultivation Level, and only Feng Zhenhai was in the middle-level cultivation level of the Yuan-Cultivation Level, and the remaining two were only in the early stage of the Yuan-Cultivation Level.

Yang Jingyu's target was the two Zhenwu Sect elders in the early stage of the Yuan Dynasty.

He knew that with his cultivation level that was not yet in the late stage of Qi refining, although he could barely use his true energy to use the Thousand-Level Shadow Sword Skill to activate the magic sword, the single flying sword derived from was not too powerful. If it was too differentiated, he might not be able to defeat the body-protecting Gangyuan in the Yuan-Stage, and could not achieve the effect of killing one blow.

Now he is fighting against five with one and using true qi to activate the Thousand-Level Shadow Sword Skill, which consumes a huge amount of true qi and should not be delayed. It is necessary to kill one blow and cut off the number of opponents.

As long as you first solve the two elders of the early stage of the Zhenwu Sect, and then combine the power of the sixteen flying swords to achieve the strongest cultivation level, Feng Zhenhai, who has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Dynasty, will naturally not be worrying about the remaining two people with the peak of Qi refining cultivation level.

With the speed of the Thousand-Level Shadow Sword Skill, as long as the two Zhenwu Sect elders in the early stage of the Yuan Transformation Yuan can kill them with one blow, Yang Jingyu had no time to activate the sword technique again and shoot him to death before Feng Zhenhai approached!

Feng Zhenhai and others suddenly saw the sixteen flying swords that appeared in front of Yang Jingyu. They were all shocked, and they couldn't help but remember what Chu Moyuan said to them.

He couldn't help but think in his heart: "This little beast's methods are indeed a bit incredible! He killed Junior Brother Ye with this means..."

When Feng Zhenhai and others were surprised, two eight flying swords each driven by Yang Jingyu had quickly shot to the two Zhenwu Sect elders who had their cultivation level in the early stage of the Yuan Dynasty.

When the two men saw these flying swords coming towards them, they felt the terrifying sharp aura, and they were shocked and quickly stimulated the body protection energy to resist.

A cold light flashed in Feng Zhenhai's eyes and rushed towards Yang Jingyu as fast as possible.

As for the other two, after all, they are only in the Qi Refining Stage, and no matter how fast they are, they cannot compare with Feng Zhenhai in the middle stage of the Transformation Yuan.

Whoosh! Whoosh...

As a sound of roaring through the air, when the two elders of the early stage of the Zhenwu Sect had just activated the body-protecting Gangyuan, the two eight flying swords were already like blue lightning, and they suddenly rushed onto the body-protecting Gangyuan around them.

Buzz!

In an instant, the protective energy of the two of them trembled at the same time. In almost an instant, the flying swords stabbed above were stirred up in circles of ripples.

Immediately afterwards, cracks like spider webs spread rapidly, and for less than half a second, the two of them collapsed almost at the same time!

"not good!"

At the moment when the body-protecting Gangyuan was impacted by those flying swords, the two elders of Zhenwu Sect felt the terrifying, sharp and extremely sharp power, and they screamed in their hearts.

The unparalleled sharpness and terrible power contained in these flying swords are far beyond their imagination.

Before the two could be shocked, they had already noticed that their body-protecting Gangyuan had been defeated.

In addition to shock, the two of them subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

After defeating their protective Gangyuan, the flying sword, which was so close, did not weaken much, and there was no extra time for them to react at such a close distance.

Before the two of them could move, they suddenly felt a chill passing through their bodies, followed by indescribable severe pain, and the power in their bodies was quickly lost.

"you……"

The two of them widened their eyes and stared at Yang Jingyu not far away from the opposite side, pointing at him, full of disbelief and unwillingness.

Then, the two of them couldn't help looking down at their bodies, and saw blood holes on their torso as big as children's fists were gushing out of their torso.

In just a flash, the clothes on the two of them were completely dyed red...

After successfully killing the two Zhenwu Sect elders in the early stage of the Yuan Dynasty, Yang Jingyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he took the initiative to bring these people here, Yang Jingyu was confident that he could solve the other party.

However, if the opponent cannot be killed with thunder in an instant, the true aura in his body will definitely not be able to support the use of the sword technique.

At that time, if he wants to kill these people, or if he doesn't want to be killed by himself, he can only use the taboo technique. In that case, Yang Jingyu will also have to pay a considerable price.

And this is definitely not what Yang Jingyu wants.

Now the two of the other party are dead, and the only thing left that makes him feel a little threat is Feng Zhenhai in the middle stage of the Huayuan period. With the remaining true energy in Yang Jingyu's body, he can activate the Thousand-Level Shadow Sword Skill twice.

Although his mood relaxed a little, Yang Jingyu's movements did not stop.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, controlling the sixteen flying swords that had just killed two elders of Zhenwu Sect drew an arc in the air, and then joined together, shooting from behind towards Feng Zhenhai, who was rushing towards him...

Everything is a long story. In fact, it only took such a short time from Yang Jingyu's use of the Thousand-Level Shadow Sword Skill to killing the two elders of the Zhenwu Sect.

When Yang Jingyu re-controlled the flying sword to attack Feng Zhenhai, Feng Zhenhai and his men turned to look because they heard the voices of the two elders who were killed by Yang Jingyu before they died.

When Feng Zhenhai and the other two saw the two elders staring at their eyes open and falling down straight, they were shocked and angry, and a sense of horror emerged.

What, how is it possible!

Junior Brother Zhao (senior brother) and Junior Brother Liang (senior brother) were actually killed?!

This is impossible!

Feng Zhenhai and the other two couldn't believe the scene they saw.

However, they were just lost intently for a moment. When they realized that Yang Jingyu had controlled the flying swords to attack Feng Zhenhai again, the three of them woke up almost at the same time.

Feng Zhenhai looked at the sixteen flying swords flying like lightning, and suddenly felt shocked.

Especially when he thought that his two junior brothers with early stage cultivation just now were killed instantly when facing only half of the flying swords.

What he is facing now is twice the number of those two junior brothers. Even if his cultivation is higher, can he really withstand it?

For a moment, Feng Zhenhai couldn't help but doubt it.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next