Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 92—The Road to Kill

On the northwest plain, the six riders flew and rolled up the grass.

"If you don't see it for a year, you will not only become an inner disciple, but you will also be promoted to the middle of the real world." With Ye Chen, Qi Jing said faintly.

Ye Chendao: "Where is the teacher, I think that even if Ouyang Ming is on you, you may not be able to get the upper hand."

"I am not sure about him. After all, he is the peak of the late real world. The foundation is deeper than me. Even Zhu Mei’s sister said that this person is hidden and has the ambition to challenge the three sons. Not to mention him, your strength. It should be more than the middle of the real world, full of qi and blood, and the air is rolling, this is a phenomenon of more than 10,000 pounds." Xu Jing saw the difference of leaf dust at a glance.

Ye Chen curiously said: "How do you see it?"

"This is a secret method of qi and blood transportation. It can be used to perceive whether the other person's qi and blood are strong. In general, the tens of thousands of kilograms of force is the essence of the rolling, 100,000 jins are the essence of the wolf, the evil does not invade, even if Without this secret method, we can perceive that there are still millions of pounds of force in the legend. The spirit is like a rainbow, running through the heavens and the earth, leading to nine days of thunder, not knowing the true and false."

"There are still such things, I really are ignorant." Ye Chen was amazed at the heart, a million pounds of giant force gathered on a small human body, what a terrible thing, enough to crush all the objects in the world, pull up the mountain, hit Wear the crust.

Xu Jing said: "It's not that you are ignorant. Many people don't know the knowledge in this area. I also saw it from an ancient scroll. It is recorded above that a million years ago, there was a door called Cangwu Zong, and everyone in the Clan cultivated the flesh. Wanjin Juli is a confidant disciple, 30,000 jin is a foreign disciple, 50,000 jin inside disciple, 80,000 jin core disciple, outer door elder 200,000, inner door elder 300,000, sovereign and several too The elders are close to or more than 500,000 jins of force, tyrannical, able to kill the East China Sea Dragon, West Sea shark."

Wu Zongming and several female disciples are fascinated, but they are very skeptical. Can someone in the world cultivate their strength to more than 500,000 jins or even a million pounds?

"Where is this celestial being, is it dead?" Ye Chen asked.

Xu Jing nodded. "It seems that God does not allow the Clan to exist. Overnight, the mountain gate was flattened. Someone found a dragon scale in the ruins. The size of the basin was cut, the iron was muddy, the sharpness was unparalleled, and the rumor that the dragon was born. The extinction of the Cangwu dynasty, the dragon scales were left by the patriarchs of the Cangwu and several elders and the dragons."

"Dragon, too exaggerated! That is the existence of the legendary surpassing the strong and dead, the immortal, the travel is too empty." A female disciple exclaimed.

Xu Jing’s eyes are wide. "The world is big, and you can understand that those who are strong in life and death are still incomprehensible, let alone us."

Ye Chen smiled bitterly. His strength was also a confidant disciple in the Cangwu sect. Even the disciples were not. I really don't know how the Chongzhen sects practiced.

Half a day passed and the time came to noon.

Several people have already flew to the middle of the northwest plain, looking at it, the sky and the end of the plain are connected in a line, endless, the blossoming white clouds stretched up to the top of the head.

"There are horseshoes!"

Ye dusted his ears and heard the sound.

Xu Jing nodded. "It’s earlier than I expected."

Wu Zongming was strange and asked: "Sister, you know someone is looking for us trouble."

"Ouyang Ming and the horse thief on the northwestern plains are inextricably linked. They often borrow their hands and kill the sects who are the right ones. This is not the first time, nor will it be the last time, just don't know. Which group of horse thieves are coming."

"Oh, it is a collusion with the plain horse thief." The three female disciples were indignant.

Xu Jing looked at the large black spots gathered around and said: "There is something strange about this. Everyone has their own set of acting styles. They are savvy, have a good look, and have a heart-wrenching, too much, but as long as they are in the heart, they have no heart. Anyone can cultivate to a very high level, regardless of character."

"Good insights." Ye Chen secretly.

despair……

The messy horseshoes gradually enlarged, and everyone could already see the front and the appearance of the horse thief.

"I said to start, give me a kill, and then you break out, I will break." Xu Jing tone decided to change.

"Sister!"

"Less nonsense, there are masters who hold the realm, can not be strong."

The speed of running horses is very fast. Several times, the eye-catching exercises came to the eyes of the people. The number of horse thieves is no less than fifty. Among them, seven or eight people are furious and strong, and it is obviously the martial arts in the late stage. The infuriating atmosphere is a little bit, and it is incomparably pure.

Just as the horse thief is still 30 steps away from here, Xu Jing Jiao screams, "break through, kill."

Hey!

While speaking, Xu Jing bodyized Jinguang, ignoring the distance of thirty steps, and punching the chest of two martial artists in the late stage.

The speed of the leaf dust is not slow, and the shadow of the crane is extended to the limit. The whole person has lost its trace and is integrated into the air.

Then, the head of a horse thief who was repaired in the late stage of a real life burst into a **** fog.

Wu Zongming and the three female disciples knew that they had been weakened and gathered together to make breakthroughs in the West.

The leader of the horse thief group saw the three eyes of the deceased and died. He screamed and rushed toward Xu Jing. The thick and honest gas scraped off the ground and went to power.

"The devil's fist, shaking the world."

Xu Jing does not retreat, double fists such as the trolls of the mountain, the front of the hard horse thief group leader.

puff! puff! puff!

This can be bitter to the surrounding horse thieves, one by one shocked by the shock wave to fly out, volley spit out the big mouth of blood.

Three steps backwards, Xu Jing looked calm, but the action was wild and unparalleled. The white hunts screamed and greeted each other again, blasting to a fierce punch.

Over there, Ye Chen was surrounded by three small heads of horse thieves who were later cultivated.

"Kid, kill me, kill the wolf!"

"Strong stun gun!"

"Ghosts crying!"

The three men all resorted to the trick, and they wanted to work together to eliminate the leaf dust.

The shape of the leaf dust is vague and uncertain. When he flashes at random, he avoids the tricks of the other three people. On the way to the people, Ye Chen’s momentum is infinitely high, and the side punches.

"Overbearing!"

The punches tore the earth, gathering the infinite soil and rushing straight out.

Bang!

The earth exploded, and the horse thief who was repaired in the late stage was blown up into several pieces, and the flesh and blood collapsed.

"This is a tricky one, and the bow is ready."

Under a command, the densely rained arrow slammed into the leaf dust and locked the space.

Ding!

It is a pity that Ye Chen has a jade-like luster around him. When the arrow is touched, it breaks into two pieces and is bounced off.