"Senior Brother Huo Jin! What should I do if the group of bitches are still biting? "A disciple of Jiuxu Sect said gritting his teeth. At this time, these five Jiuxu Sect disciples were being chased by disciples from Yinsha Sect, Chilian Sect, Luyuan Mansion, Guiliu Hall and other forces. The team of more than 20 people was only left at this time, and they were still covered in bruises and wounds. More than a hundred people were chasing him.
Huo Jin glanced behind him with a gust of fire and said ruthlessly: "Fight with them! Avenge the dead brothers!"
"Avenge your dead brothers!"
The five people frantically met more than a hundred people behind them, as if a stone was thrown into a water bowl. Although the gap was still huge, if the power was greater, the bowl could still be smashed.
Dongheyan and Qi Wu stood side by side, sneering as the five people continued to be overwhelmed by the crowd. Originally, they were just coming to find Ji Yun to take revenge. After meeting, they met even more and thought they met too late, so they came together to find trouble for Ji Yun.
Ji Yun didn't find it, but started fighting with the people from Jiuxu Sect first, followed by a wave of calling friends, and some people passed by and wanted to get a share of the pie, so Jiuxu Sect became the current situation.
"stop!"
A loud shout came, and everyone stopped and quickly separated. Anyway, the people who wanted to kill Jiuxu Sect were not bad for this moment, they had time.
The blood flowed like blood from the five people of Jiuxu Sect, as if they couldn't even stand steadily.
Ji Yun and Jiuling came hand in hand, like a pair of golden boys and jade girls. When they saw Huo Jin and others at this time, their faces darkened and their faces showed murderous intent.
After glanced at Qi Wu and Dong Heyan, Ji Yun was stunned and immediately understood that these people were coming to him.
"Qi Wu, Dong Heyan, you want to cause trouble for me, so I will follow, why bother others?"
The two sneered at the same time.
"I thought you were going to be a turtle and dared not come out, but since you came out, the accounts between us should be calculated clearly."
"Oh, I really don't know how you offended so many people. Before I knew it, so many people wanted to kill you. Your life is really valuable! But if you don't come out, we have to vent our anger with the people of your Jiuxu Sect. Who knew that after fighting, he couldn't control himself, and actually killed more than a dozen of you Jiuxu Sect..."
Ji Yun's face became even colder. These people actually relied on the large number of people to kill the disciples of Jiuxu Sect.
"Maybe... as long as you beg me, I can surround you with my life!" Qi Wu said in a high spirit, and everyone on the side began to clamor, but the targets were directed at Ji Yun and others, obviously knowing the identity of Jiu Ling.
Jiu Lingqi's lips turned white and he cursed sternly: "You shameless people..."
But after just a few words of cursing, there was no further text. Judging from Jiu Ling's pretty face flushed, he obviously had a poor word.
"Oh? Do you want to stand behind a woman? It's really a shame for us men. Such people are not worthy of calling them men!"
"Well! He should be a softie!"
Dong Heyan took Qi Wu's words with a deep thought, and everyone burst into laughter. Jiu Ling was trembling with anger, and she was on the verge of an explosion.
He gently pinched Jiuling's little hand and said softly: "Go and see how your senior brother and the others are doing. Leave it to me here!"
Jiuling was stunned and came to Huo Jin and others obediently, and stuffed a lot of pills into the mouths of the five people.
Looking at the crowd who was ridiculed in front of him, Ji Yun smiled coldly: "A group of waste who only knows how to use their mouths, are you all cut off from the bottom?"
Ji Yun's words were extremely vicious, and they immediately coughed choking and stared at him angrily.
I don't know who yelled first.
"Raise his anus! Let him see if we only know how to use our mouths!"
Immediately afterwards, a group of people rushed towards Ji Yun in a mighty manner, and they kept talking filthy words, and they became hooligans and cursed the streets. There was no such thing as a high-ranking child of a major force.
Among them, a disciple from Guiliu Palace scolded him the most fiercely, but he was actually very guilty because he really had a slaughter.
"A bunch of idiots!" Ji Yun sneered in his heart, and just a word became like this. The quality of these people is really not very good.
Qi Wu followed a large group of people in amazement, and finally rushed up by himself. There were only two of them, including so many people. Ji Yun couldn't make any troubles.
"You just pay your life for my senior brothers of Jiuxu Sect!"
Ji Yun's eyes turned red in an instant, and his body surface was covered with tadpole-sized blood runes, and a flame-like bloody airflow rose from the soles of his feet.
"Wow!"
With a trembling wrist, fourteen iron chains flew out, constantly growing longer and thicker in the air. In the blink of an eye, it was already as thick as a fist, and the length continued to extend.
"boom!"
The black Nine Netherworld Fire burned on the iron chain, and the soul-breaking chain instantly became extremely weird. The surrounding temperature did not change at all. The inexplicable chill made everyone present shudder.
"Die!"
Ji Yun shouted violently, and the triangular cone stings at the tips of the fourteen iron chains instantly penetrated the crowd. Rows of the broken soul chains were pierced by the soul-breaking chains like barbecue. The Nine Netherworld Fire, which specializes in burning souls, went up and destroyed the souls of everyone who was penetrated by the iron chains. The eyes of these people quickly dimmed. As Ji Yun took back the iron chains, half of the people in the crowd fell to the ground.
"Bang bang bang!"
Fourteen iron chains were deeply inserted around. Ji Yun held the fourteen iron chains in one hand, looked at the stagnant crowd in front of him leisurely, and said coldly: "Are you going to kill me? Softies, why don't you move? Wow! Are you wetting your pants?"
Big beads of sweat rolled down everyone's foreheads, and the sounds of "gurugu" came one after another. Everyone looked at Ji Yun in horror, as if it was not a person standing there, but a demon!
"What are you afraid of! A barbarian who is not even a spiritist, you! Go up and kill him!" Qi Wu said in a trembling voice.
A dark man with a strong upper body in Luyuan Mansion took a step forward and rushed towards Ji Yun, and a long dragon spear spear stretched straight for Ji Yun's throat.
"Spiritor?"
A sharp light flashed in Ji Yun's eyes. He had not tried to fight against the real spirit. When his wrist shook, fourteen soul-breaking chains flew out again, like fourteen sharp swords, turning into fourteen black lights and straightly piercing the vital parts of the man.
"Swish swish swish!"
Fourteen iron chains drew trajectories in the air like lightning, bringing out airflows, and the strong winds pressing against a row of deep grooves on the ground.
"Hahaha, a piece of cake!"
The dark man laughed contemptuously, swept across the dragon spear in his hand, and a large spear light spread out like a cloth, rushing towards Ji Yun's soul-breaking chain.
The idiotic behavior of the dark man on the opposite side made Ji Yun laugh involuntarily. The chain in his hand was a chain, not a sword. The chain could change in ways that could be used to make dodge and attack that the sword could not do. However, the attack of the chain was always worse than that of the sword. With flexibility, it naturally sacrificed its hardness and was not suitable for head-on battles.
With a shake of his wrist, the fourteen iron chains changed positions instantly, like dragons hovering in the air, and the dark man launched a thunder attack from all directions. The iron chains kept dancing. Every time the triangular cone at the tip of the iron chain stabbed towards the dark man at an extremely tricky angle, which was impossible for the sword to do.
"Dangdangdang!"
The attacks launched by the fourteen iron chains from various strange angles were like fourteen swords attacking at the same time, and they fought the dark man two levels higher than Ji Yun to a rush and overwhelmed.
On the other hand, Ji Yun was constantly controlling the iron chain in his hand, and he seemed to gradually fall in love with this way of controlling life and death from a distance.
Before the dark man approached, he instantly beaten by Ji Yun, which made everyone dumbfounded. You must know that this is a spiritual person, not comparable to those ancient corpses with only combat instincts.
Gradually, the dark man seemed to be accustomed to the attack method of the soul-breaking chain. He roared and started to fight back, which made Dong Heyan and others shocked.
"Kill him!"
"Explode his anus!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of booing.
Ji Yun seemed to be extremely bored, yawned lazily and said coldly: "It's time to end!" His wrist trembled, and the fourteen soul-breaking chains dancing around the dark man instantly turned into fourteen giant pythons, one by one, tense one by one, wrapping the dark man around it.
The chains were still tightening under Ji Yun's control, locking the man tightly, like a huge silkworm cocoon falling to the ground. The Jiuyouming Fire went up and burned his soul. The man who was just in high spirits and ready to fight back instantly made a scream that was even more miserable than killing a pig.
The shrill and sharp screams were like a pot of cold water plunging everyone's heads, and like a sharp dagger inserted into everyone's mind, his body trembling constantly.
In the blink of an eye, the screams had stopped, and the soul-breaking chain retreated like a giant python. Ji Yun glanced at the man who was lying on the ground and sighed: "It's really not burning..." Then his eyes swept towards everyone intentionally or unintentionally. Everyone's scalp was numb and they ran away screaming.
"Want to run?" Ji Yun snorted coldly, and the broken soul chain flew out again. A step left behind in the afterimage, appearing in the crowd like crossing space. The Blood Slaughter Sword appeared in his hands. Large red lights roared out like a flood, mixed with extremely fine sword lights rushed into the crowd.
The warriors passed through their bodies and fell to the ground unwillingly. The soul-breaking chain rushed into the crowd like a giant dragon, piercing through the warriors, burning by the Nine Netherworld Fire like barbecue. In a blink of an eye, only Qi Wu, Dong Heyan and a spiritist under him were left.
At this time, the spirit master was protecting the two of them and retreating. They were even more frightened and looked at Ji Yun who walked out of the pile of corpses like a murderous devil, and said sharply: "You can't kill me! I am the young master of Luyuan Mansion!"
"Yes! I am the young master of Guiliu Palace!"
He stopped and looked at the two of them strangely. They were either crazy or mentally ill, and they never forgot to use their identities to suppress others before dying.
Seeing Ji Yun stop, he thought he was scared. The two of them were immediately overjoyed and raised their anger again.
"You just kneel down and kowtow three times to grandpa, and grandpa will let you go!"
Ji Yun's face turned green when he heard this and said coldly: "Actually, I should have killed you on Jinsha Island! You two scumbags!" Then the soul-breaking chain flew out, and at the same time, the Hell Blood Blade slashed the spirit master who was protecting the two.
"boom!"
With a violent explosion, the two people who were pierced by the broken soul chain still had a look of horror on their faces. They were then struck by the blood blade of hell that fell rapidly. The three of them died without a complete corpse...
It seems that Chenchen has fallen into a bottleneck, of course, not the kind of card script, but the quality of the text. He is always dissatisfied with it, but he can't find anything wrong with it. Please give me some advice!! Well... Is it writing style? This is a very likely situation. It seems that... I can't write a good article without hard work. Also, Chenchen found that some places seem to have too large spans. Is the plot too fast? Well... This is still a problem with writing style, it seems that it is because of writing style, and some places cannot be described...
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My heart is entangled... As a claw machine coder, the speed of hand is undoubtedly hard. If you update it every day, it will undoubtedly be a Yali Mountain... I don't know if it will flatten Chenchen, and I want to find the motivation to carry Yali Mountain, but I don't know where the motivation comes from.
I vaguely remember that someone once said that a wise man seeks strength inward. Chenchen repeats this sentence every day, otherwise he would not be like a dog and would be upset three times every day... But, is there really still power in Chenchen's body that can be excavated? Where does the power of insisting on the fourth update every day come from?