He used to be a playboy, fearing death, which is right. Although he is the same now, he has seen too many life and death, betrayal and ugliness in the Qiong Tower, and he has changed, or psychological distortion.
"A playboy is just a playboy after all. Are you planning to let her serve you at any time?" Ji Yun glanced at the two of them contemptuously, and finally stopped his eyes on the maid, looking up and down frivolously, with an indescribable meaning on his face.
The maid's face suddenly looked ugly, and when she was about to get angry, she was stopped by the young master of the Zhu family.
"Lan'er, it's just a dead person. Would you mind if a dead person looked at you?"
"Hmph! Then I want his eyes!" The maid snorted heavily and said fiercely.
The young master of the Zhu family suddenly smiled brightly. In his heart, Ji Yun was about to die! This is destined! Even Hemu, Bai Erye, Wuya, Chu Lu and others were about to die.
"Lan'er?" Ji Yun's face turned gloomy and said coldly: "You don't deserve to call this name!"
With a turn of his wrist, the Blood Slaughter Sword was inserted straight into the ground one foot, and the surging murderous intent soared into the sky with the red light.
"Display it for me!" Ji Yun roared sharply, his left arm holding the hilt tightly was blown up like a balloon, and his vitality poured into the sword like a pouring river water.
"Boom!"
A crack that was hundreds of feet deep appeared and instantly spread to the feet of the two. The sharp red light shot straight into the two of them like a sharp sword.
"I'm just looking for death! But I won't kill you. I heard that you have the secret of the treasures of the Shura Demon Clan, hahaha." The young master of the Zhu family picked up his maid and jumped down the valley.
"You only have one arm left now, and we have two people. How much do you think you have the chance of winning?"
Ji Yun's heart skipped a beat. He didn't care whether there was an arm left. Instead, the young master of the Zhu family said that he had the secret of the treasures of the Shura Demon tribe. Have they guessed it? So how many people were there?
"Even if there is only one arm left? I can kill you!" Ji Yun said coldly, and at the same time, he mobilized his energy to repair his right arm frantically. A red light flashed from his bloody shoulders, and granulation began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"If you want to catch me? Then go to hell!" Ji Yun shouted loudly, pulled out the blood-slaughtering sword inserted on the ground, and a torrent suddenly surged out, like a flood raging, crushing all the way.
The young master of the Zhu family glanced at the sword in Ji Yun's hand and smiled contemptuously: "Are you imitating it? How much can you do?"
Ji Yun sneered without saying a word. Since so many people thought that the sword in his hand was a fake, it was a fake. It happened that he could use it to hide his strength.
"Let me see if the strength of the first Chaos clan is really as powerful as the legendary one!" The young master of the Zhu family roared angrily, and his palm burst out with golden light, exuding a sharp and heavy aura. A huge golden palm fell down in his hand, like pure metal, flashing with cold light.
"A shameless person!" Ji Yun sneered in his heart. It was really shameless to be able to say such high-sounding words by a young master of a large family who had lived for countless years and was strong.
"It seems that your bones are itchy, so let me slash you with another sword to see your recent growth!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the face of the Zhu family's young master became ferocious and shameful! Ji Yun's sword was regarded as a lifelong shame by him. The dignified Zhu family's young master was tortured by a garbage that was not even in the realm of melting the body. He felt ashamed of himself.
However, Ji Yun specifically picked up his scar and exposed it, which immediately made him furious and led his maid to attack Ji Yun frantically.
"Wow!"
Ji Yun's figure seemed to be walking on the water surface, and circles of water waves were raised in the air, bringing up countless illusory phantoms. Seeing that the young master of the Zhu family was actually angry by his words, he curled his lips disdainfully.
"Trump is garbage. Dogs can't change their food. I think you'd better eat shit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young master of the Zhu family turned extremely ugly. He roared wildly, and a pair of golden palms kept swinging down, as if he wanted to completely smash Ji Yun into meat sauce.
Large pits were constantly being smashed on the ground, and smoke and dust were ripped off the sky, and the entire valley was smashed to collapse by violent attacks.
The young master of the Zhu family stood in it, gasping heavily, looking at the smoke and dust in the sky with uncertainty, and whispered: "He should be dead!"
Then he regretted again. Ji Yun was the Shura Demon Clan, and maybe there was a secret of the Shura Demon Clan's treasures, so he was killed by him...
Suddenly, the maid who had been standing beside him flashed behind him. The narrow golden sword in his hand blocked the oncoming attack of Ji Yun. But in the end, because Ji Yun was too strong, the narrow sword body was bent, and the Blood Slaughter Sword ruthlessly slashed on the maid's shoulder.
Seeing the little maid struggling to resist his attack, his eyes full of resentment, Ji Yun just chuckled, and the resonance power burst out in the sword, and entered the maid along the long sword.
The maid was just shocked and looked at Ji Yun in disbelief. Her body instantly turned into Ji Fan, just the body of a peak spirit man. When Ji Yun was a spirit man, she could already kill the half-emperor.
"What? You dare to kill her!" The young master of the Zhu family screamed like a madman, looking at Ji Yun with red eyes, and his palms kept slapped, and the golden palm wind fell like rain.
Ji Yun rolled his eyes in contempt. How could this guy use it? He also had this trick? His rhythm was disrupted because of his anger. His tricks were completely out of order, and he couldn't even touch Ji Yun a hair.
"Die! Ah! Why don't you die yet?" The young master of the Zhu family roared wildly, and his palm kept chasing Ji Yun's phantom. Ji Yun's phantom was getting closer and closer, and a look of fear gradually appeared in his eyes.
"when!"
The young master of the Zhu family flew out like a cannonball, spraying blood in the air with no money. The colorful pendant hanging on his neck always released a layer of dim colorful light to protect him.
"Good thing!" Seeing this pendant, a gleam appeared in Ji Yun's eyes. He remembered that he cut off the young master of the Zhu family and was blocked by such colorful lights. This time the same was true, but this time the colorful light seemed to be weaker.
"Is this world..." Ji Yun glanced at the Blood Slaughter Sword in his hand. It was a royal-level spiritual treasure. A few black lines fell on his forehead. No wonder he felt that the power of the Blood Slaughter Sword was much weaker. It turned out that this was the reason.
"The Saint of Wuji is really terrifying. Even if it falls, even the Shura Demon Clan's clan can suppress it." Ji Yun smiled mockingly. In fact, he also understood that this was just a treasure dust, because he could not exert the power of the Blood Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter
If the Blood Slaughter Sword is in Lu Chong's hands, it will shine with the brilliance it deserves, and no saint can suppress its light.
"It's so pitiful! I can't even withstand a sword. Is this the strength of the big family?" Ji Yun said sarcastically, and walked towards the young master of the Zhu family step by step.
The young master of the Zhu family looked at the devilish smile on Ji Yun's face, and his heart became even more frightened and moved behind him with difficulty.
He walked to the young master of the Zhu family without any effort, looked down at him with a cold look, and inserted a sword into his heart. Suddenly, a faint colorful light flashed again. At the same time, the resonance force in the Blood Slaughter Sword burst out, instantly piercing the colorful light and directly inserted it into the young master of the Zhu family.
“Wow~”
The young master of the Zhu family just shook his body and turned into powder, and various treasures fell all over the ground.
After glanced at the pile of ashes, Ji Yun sighed helplessly. Another existence without Yuanjing. Without Yuanjing does not mean that he is very weak, but that he is a strong man who has passed the Rongyuan Realm.
Such a strong man usually cannot move even a hair from his hair, but now he is under the suppression of Wuji World, and he continues to anger them, and actually kills two of them. It’s really impermanent!
Ji Yun laughed at himself. He was just a mighty man here. If he left the inheritance land, he would probably be the only one who escaped.
The two of them also left a huge amount of treasures for Ji Yun. Although the level of these treasures was suppressed, their material was still there and they were not something that Ji Yun could destroy.
He put away all kinds of treasures left by the two, especially the colorful pendant, which aroused Ji Yun's strong curiosity. It was this thing that saved the young master of the Zhu family twice, and I'm afraid the level was higher.
The spiritual consciousness rotates, and the energy is forcibly poured into the pendant, forcibly imprinting the soul breath in it, and labeling it. Even if the colorful pendant wants to resist, it is futile, because here, it is just an imperial-level spiritual treasure.
"It's really simple!" Ji Yun smiled brightly. Although it was a little more expensive, all of this was rewarded, especially when he saw countless treasures and a few Wuji fragments in the ring of the Zhu family, his smile became even brighter.
"It seems that the pieces and treasures of killing people will come faster!" Ji Yun couldn't help but remember the catchphrase of Mr. Bai's second robbery, and chuckled and ran in one direction casually.
He no longer relies on fireflies to conquer Wuji fragments. He has another idea to kill people and seize treasures!
A moment later, a man full of majesty and domineering aura stepped into the valley. Looking at the devastated valley, a hint of worry appeared on his proud face.
"It seems that someone has been here!" Liu Xu said softly, turning around and trying to leave. When he saw the two balls of white ash on the ground, he couldn't help but be stunned. He quickly walked to Bai Ash. He recognized that these were the corpses of the two people at a glance.
Judging from the body shape of the corpse ashes, it is undoubtedly a man and a woman. This is normal in their team. However, which young master of aristocratic family is not a group of maids? One is already very common.
"Who died here?" Liu Xu squatted down and looked at the corpse ash and gently crushed it. The corpse ash was very delicate and even, which made him wonder, who has such strong control? If everyone dies like this, can the corpse ash be completely the same size?
Maybe there are different sizes, but at least he can't tell it.
"Is it them?" Liu Xu's figures of five people flashed through his mind, and then he shook his head and threw out the idea.
"Maybe it was killed by Wuji fragments!" Liu Xu found a very pertinent answer and slowly stood up. All the items here had disappeared, but this reminded him that Wuji fragments could be obtained directly by killing people and catching treasures...
~…To be continued…~
Words to readers:
Well, I recommend a book and ask the heavens "Legend of the Holy Sun Emperor"