Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 254 Yazi

  The delicate balance was broken, and Yang Shizhen was severely injured on the spot. Facing Zhou Jia who was going all out, Xu Ding didn't hold on for long before he was bombarded and killed on the spot by the five-colored thunder.

  Turning his head and pinching off Yang Shizhen's limbs and neck, he searched for things, and there was an instant silence in the field.

  Two and a half meters tall, a burly figure like a mountain came to Chang Wuming, and handed out the black long sword in Xu Ding's hand:

"go."

"kill him!"

  The vitality of the late black iron strongman is amazingly strong, even if the neck is twisted and deformed, Yang Shizhen will be fine for a while.

   Facing the long sword handed over, Chang Wuming's face turned pale, and he took a step back subconsciously.

   Kill monsters, he is not afraid.

   But those are people!

  Even though he was not from Earth, he had no enmity with Yang Shizhen before that, and he killed Zhou Jia just because of a word.

  It was really beyond his ability to bear.

"Ah…"

  Zhou Jia sighed lightly, and flicked his hand casually.

   "Poof!"

  The long sword plunged straight into the ground, the hilt trembling slightly.

   "Do you know why Liang Xingzhi's strength has grown so fast? It's because he killed two people, and the strength of those two people is far inferior to the one in front of you."

  He paced forward, his voice unhurried:

   "I won't kill him, you can figure it out."

  Chang Wuming looked at the long sword, struggling with his eyes.

  At the critical moment just now, he stabbed the opponent with a sword. If Yang Shizhen didn't die, Zhou Jia might be fine.

and,

   Killing people can also increase your cultivation...

   Eyes flickered for a moment, desire and struggle changed, Chang Wuming gritted his teeth, grabbed the hilt of the sword in front of him fiercely, and rushed towards Yang Shizhen who was powerless to resist with a low growl.

   "Poof!"

   "Puff puff!"

  Holding a sword in his hand, he chopped it off with a single stroke of the sword. Even the body of a strong man in the late stage of Heitie was cut open bit by bit, until he died.

  The master of the thirty-six Jinhuang veins of the outer sect of the Xuantian Union, the master of Xiaolang Island, the overlord of one side, just died aggrieved by the sword of a mortal.

   "Boom..."

  The source power, which is violent but does not harm the body in the slightest, submerges into the body through the air.

  In just a split second, Chang Wuming, who had just been promoted to the sixth rank, had broken through to the seventh rank, and continued to climb up to the peak of the seventh rank.

   It is only a little bit away from the eighth grade.

   This scene made Zhou Jia envious.

   Newcomer,

  It is undoubtedly the time when the cultivation base increases the fastest. The source of killing people is very small, but it can still make the cultivation base advance by leaps and bounds. If it is a monster in the late stage of black iron...

  Chang Wuming's cultivation base may be able to directly climb to the tenth rank!

   Two or three more.

  Black iron is not impossible.

  The cold wind was blowing, Zhou Jia stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Chang Wuming who was trembling all over, with excitement and anxiety in his eyes, and said slowly:

   "I'm curious, why did you make this choice?"

  Compared to the benefits promised by Xu Ding and Yang Shizhen, Zhou Jia kept silent from beginning to end.

   Taking action against Zhou Jia, it goes without saying that he can get the appreciation of the two late-stage black iron powerhouses, and it is also of great benefit to the solution of his current predicament.

   Worst.

  You can also choose not to help each other.

  Helping Zhou Jia may not get any benefits, but it will attract the hostility of the two strong men.

"No reason."

  Chang Wuming straightened up, his face livid, as if he still had resentment for Zhou Jia forcing him to kill:

   "I don't care if you die, but the survivors here will be unlucky. No matter how you say it, you also walked out of the earth."

"what…"

  Zhou Jia raised his head and laughed inexplicably:

   "It's really a newcomer. At this time, I still think about other people."

"Humph!"

  Chang Wuming snorted coldly:

   "Is it possible that after going out for a long time, everyone has become as indifferent as you?"

   "That's not true." Zhou Jia hesitated, shaking his head and sighing softly:

   "Just..."

   "Perhaps, people are different."

  When he first entered the Ruins Realm, he also had kind thoughts towards his fellow countrymen, but he was indifferent by nature and encountered ups and downs.

   Enthusiasm gradually cooled down.

   "Let's go!"

  Turning around, he stepped forward:

   "Follow me to a place."

   "Where are you going?" Chang Wuming hurriedly followed, and said again:

   "Actually, I know that even without my help, you will be fine. On the contrary, the two of them are too eager to lose."

   "You are very smart." Zhou Jia smiled lightly:

   "You guessed right, helping me is your only chance to survive, so... you made the right decision."

   With the giant spirit body of Tiangang in his body, he is already invincible.

  Whether it is the secret technique that stimulates the potential again, or the talent brought by the quality of water control, they can break the balance of the three at that time.

even.

   Taking something out of Qiankun Dimension can force the two of them back.

   Often nameless eyelids twitch.

  He only guessed, but it was confirmed.

   This 'old countryman' and 'senior' in front of him, without the help of his fellow clan, has become one of the strongest in the outside world, and he really should not be underestimated.

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  The will of the abyss has the greatest influence on Jicheng, and it should be dead things.

  Certain existences should have been used as ornamental objects for people to appreciate, but now they have turned into flesh-eating monsters, hunting and killing creatures.

   ruins.

  Seven wooden sculptures about two feet high were tightly wrapped by auras of aura.

   A group of more than ten people each used martial arts and origin techniques to surround the place, forming a group of twos and threes, and casting spells to trap the seven wooden sculptures on the spot.

   "Zhi!"

  A lifelike goshawk flapped its wings, aroused the howling wind, rushed to the sky with the aura, and was smashed down again.

   "Beast!"

   "It's a dead thing, so just die honestly!"

  Amidst the roar, swords, lights and swords crisscrossed, cutting deep marks on the huge goshawk, causing the goshawk to scream incessantly.

  Its body is wood carving.

  After activation, it seems to have unimaginable resilience, and the deep imprints are restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   until…

   "Crack!"

  A sword light with a strange flame fell down, and the struggling goshawk froze, and then its head fell to the ground, and the body hit the ground heavily.

"hold head high!"

  At this time, the giant elephant not far away seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulus. It suddenly roared wildly, stomped all four hooves, broke through the interception of several people and rushed forward.

  It has a huge body, and its giant nose is unstoppable, breaking through the encirclement in a short time.

   "Don't make a mess!"

  Bai Ju frowned:

   "I'll go after it, and leave the rest to you."

"Yes."

   "Senior, be careful."

  Others responded one after another.

   And Bai Ju has also turned into a will-o'-the-wisp, chasing in the direction where the giant elephant is running wildly, the speed is far faster than the clumsy giant elephant.

  Catching up is just a matter of time.

   "Shua!"

   "Swish Swish!"

  The figure flickered, Bai Ju jumped more than ten feet, and the ghost flame knife dragged a strange phantom behind him with blue flames.

   After a while.

  The giant elephant is close at hand.

  Bai Ju had a sneer on his face, and with a move of his hand, the long knife behind his back jumped into his palm spontaneously.

"Who?"

  He turned his head suddenly, shouted in a low voice, and looked at the shadow of a building not far away, even ignoring the pursuit of the giant elephant.

   "Brother Bai."

  Zhou Jia carried an ax and shield on his back, stepped from the shadows step by step, and said slowly:

"We meet again."

   "Zhou Jia!"

   Seeing the person coming, Bai Ju first showed surprise on his face, then his eyes turned cold, and the ghost flame knife in his palm was distorted and deformed under the burning of the ghost fire:

   "Are you going to kill me?"

  If there is a real killing intent covering all directions, he will naturally not fail to sense it.

   But apart from being surprised, it was also a little funny:

   "Just for that native?"

   "He's mine." Zhou Jia's expression was indifferent, and he approached slowly:

   "Brother Bai doesn't think that the person who killed me Zhou can be dismissed with a few Origin Stones?"

   "Otherwise?" Bai Ju sneered:

   "Could it be possible that you still want me to pay for the life of a mere mortal native? Bai has learned a lesson about your vengeful temperament today."

   "It seems that Brother Bai has no sincerity." Zhou Jia shook his head with regret in his eyes:

   "Since that's the case, Mr. Zhou doesn't mind sending you on your way."

   Before the word 'road' fell, the ground under his feet collapsed silently, and the huge driving force made him shoot out like a cannonball.

   100 meters in an instant.

  The distance between the two people who are far apart has reached a distance of several feet.

  Bai Ju's eye sockets twitched, and he retreated subconsciously, only to find that the air around him seemed to be frozen, and his movement speed was severely hindered.

pressure!

  Zhou Jia wielded the shield, the shields were several meters apart, the air in front was almost liquid, and the figures inside were like insects frozen in amber.

   "Shua!"

  Bai Ju's figure swayed, his whole body twisted and deformed.

  Ghost Youbu!

  He turned into a ghost, like a body of reality and reality, instantly unrepressed by the real world, flying lightly and swiftly for several feet.

  This is the top skill of Shuoqing Palace. After the completion, it can even ignore most physical attacks and even the influence of mental will.

"Humph!"

  Before the fight, he was forced to perform his special skill, causing Bai Ju to look gloomy, and with a soft snort, the ground under his feet twisted.

  The sun hangs in the air.

   Shining on the object, there will naturally be shadows.

   Now with Bai Ju's movements, the shadow on the ground seemed to come alive, twisting like a snake, and entangled Zhou Jia.

  The martial arts of the Dalin Dynasty are integrated with the methods of various races, with different mysteries.

   This method of manipulating shadows comes from a very unique series of origin techniques in Fei Mu's world, but relatively speaking, the power of origin techniques is not strong.

  After the mastery of the predecessors of Shuoqing Palace, it becomes a unique school of its own.

  Ghost Shadow Lost Track!

   "Shua!"

  Bai Ju's figure flickered and merged into the ghost shadow. For a while, it was difficult to distinguish the real body from the ghost shadow, and countless azure sword lights spread all over the place.

  At this time, Zhou Jia moved.

  His body stretched out, as if walking casually and leisurely, his face was calm and leisurely, his steps were soothing and gentle, and he appeared at Bai Ju's real body with one step.

  Many ways to confuse the mind are useless to him.

  With a light strike of the shield, all illusions are destroyed.

  Has the trait of enlightenment, the realm of the great perfection of the five thunder axes, and the method of the black iron realm, in the eyes of Zhou Jia, is as childish as a juggling child.

   Even without the help of listening to the wind, you can instantly locate the real body of the other party from among the many messy messages.

"drink!"

   This scene was obviously beyond Bai Ju's expectation. Before he had time to think about it, he narrowed his eyes and swung the knife suddenly.

"when…"

  The swords and shields collided, a huge force exploded, and the two of them fell back at the same time.

  Bai Ju used his force to retreat violently, his body flickering like a ghost, while Zhou Jia twisted his body, and the double-edged ax in his right hand slashed forward.

   "Boom!"

  The dazzling thunder swept across the 100 meters ahead in an instant.

  Bai Ju's figure froze suddenly.

  Zhou Jia stepped forward again, as gently and casually as before, and attacked with his shield as before, and the strong wind howled in his face.

  The seemingly simple action is hard to dodge.

"when…"

   Knife and shield collide.

  Bai Ju showed despair on his face, and his body skills were almost at the limit, trying to retreat further.

  Never mind.

   "Boom!"

  The overwhelming thunder light will cover all directions in front of you, no matter how exquisite your body skills are.

"what!"

  Bai Ju looked up to the sky and roared, unwilling to let out a roar.

   This time, he no longer chose to retreat, but collided head-on with a knife, trying to use his body skills to get close to fight.

"when…"

  A shield as thick as a mountain interrupted his thoughts.

  The shield makes the attack powerless, and the five lightning axes make the dodge a delusion. His every move is actually counted by others.

   Zhou Jia shot with a shield and an ax with a blank face, in a monotonous to naive way, six consecutive rotations, and finally chopped the double-edged ax into Bai Ju's throat.

   "Poof!"

  The head rolled off.

   "Crack!"

  Hanging the ax and shield behind his back, Zhou Jia bent down to search the corpses skillfully with a calm expression, and at the same time signaled to Chang Wuming with a livid face:

   "Let's go!"

"what?"

"what!"

"Yes Yes."

  Chang Wuming came back to his senses, his eyes changed, and he hurriedly followed.

   "Uncle."

  He glanced at the corpse swept into the corner behind his eyes, and whispered:

   "I heard that that person is very powerful?"

   "Yes." Zhou Jia nodded:

"almost."

   "Almost?" Chang Wuming twisted his cheeks.

  Looking at you just now, it doesn't look like you are dealing with a very powerful person. You have been suppressing the opponent from the beginning to the end.

   It's a massacre!

  And you are a murderer, why is your expression so calm?

   Killing and collecting corpses, so proficient?

   There are also two people not long ago.

  Although Chang Wuming didn't know much about Hong Zeyu, he had heard of the Xuantian Union, and he knew how high the status of the elders of the inner sect and the masters of the main veins were.

  But even this kind of people, in front of Zhou Jia, would kill as soon as they said it.

  This man...

   Could it be that he is really a murderer?

  As his thoughts turned, he was even more shocked in his heart, and kept silent, lest he would disturb the other party, and he would have no way to reason if he was struck by an axe.

   "There is a problem with the exercises you practice." Zhou Jia said slowly:

   "If you don't want to die, you better stop."

   "Ah!" Chang Wuming was taken aback:

   "An outsider taught me this. He said that as long as I cultivated to the eighth rank, he would take Xiaoqian and me out and accept me as a disciple."

   "It's up to you." Zhou Jia's face remained unchanged.

   "Is there really a problem?" Chang Wuming's expression changed, showing anxiety:

   "Could it be possible that that person wants to kill me?"

   "It doesn't make sense!"

   Zhou Jia didn't respond to his words, and let him be suspicious. In an instant, the two walked into a ruined top, and they could look around from afar.

"that person."

  Zhou Jia pointed towards the distance:

   "Do you know him?"

   "Which one?"

  Chang Wuming squinted his eyes, fixedly staring at the direction Zhou Jia pointed at, and at the same time made up his mind not to practice the exercises yet.

  With Zhou Jia's strength, there is no need to lie to him.

  The distance is too far, even though he is at the seventh rank, he cannot see clearly.

"Well…"

  Zhou Jia pondered for a while, and pulled out an origin technique he saw from the library from his mind, and swiped his fingers, causing the surrounding water to gather.

  In the blink of an eye, a water mirror appeared in front of the two of them.

  The water mirror reflects the distant scenes into it through the refraction of light.

   "Punishment Seven!"

  The figure on the water mirror made Chang Wuming stunned:

   "How did he come out?"

  (end of this chapter)