Nightwatcher

"The distance between you and me is less than ten feet."

Shura Vajra Dufan looked down at the small man in white clothes, his height only reached his chest.

"Except for the monster clan, in the realm of the third rank, any system that is within a foot of a warrior will surely die." He looked at the white-clothed warlock with contempt, and raised his thick lips.

At this distance, even if the other party wants to teleport and escape, he can interrupt it in advance.

As for the body protection magic weapon, in the eyes of the third-rank King Kong, except for some engraved on the city wall, which is composed of countless small formations interlocking with each other, he cannot break through the city protection formation.

The formation engraved on the magic weapon is limited by its size and material, so it is impossible to block his iron fist.

Even if it is a magic weapon like the Buddha Pagoda, it is too late to sacrifice it at this time.

"Or, are you sending hostages to the Buddhist sect in exchange for the Arhat who saves love?"

The moment these words were uttered, Shura Vajra's big fan-like hands descended from top to bottom, covering the top of Sun Xuanji's head.

boo~

The big dark golden hand clapped on the air world, and the air vibrated and made a piercing sound.

Dufan King Kong's expression changed, and he felt the block in his palm.

At this moment, he felt as if he was an enemy of heaven and earth, and this world was rejecting him.

Sun Xuanji stood still, looked up at him, and said concisely:

"roll!"

He stretched out his palm and pressed it against Dufan King Kong's chest, and there was a pause for about a second. Then, with a loud "dang", in the ripples of the explosion of the air wave, Dufan King Kong flew away like a shell that had left its chamber. go out.

Countless trees were smashed along the way, and a "vacuum" zone was cleared in the dense forest.

When he stabilized his figure, he had already been knocked out of the mountain, floating in the air, with the abyss under his feet.

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There was a dead silence on the field, and the spectators on both sides seemed to have lost their ability to express themselves.

The sorcerer of Si Tianjian is so powerful.

He is worthy of being a member of the Si Tianjian, he is worthy of being the second disciple of Jianzheng, he is so terrifying.

Amazement and praise arose in the hearts of Fu Jingmen and other warriors. To be honest, they didn't pay much attention to the "Second Supervisor" that Cao Qingyang said at first.

I haven't heard much, I don't know how to cultivate, I have no record, and a warlock who can't even fight hand to hand, how effective can it be?

Where is the dazzling three words "Xu Yinluo".

But the scene in front of them let them know that this white-clothed warlock is terrifyingly strong.

With an understatement, he repelled the Buddhist Vajra.

And this king kong just vented his violence before, showing his strength.

Liu Hongmian almost wanted to open her small mouth into an "O" shape. After joining Qianlong City, she had a lot of dealings with warlocks, and the little girl in the team was also a warlock.

She knew very well that warlocks were weak in physique, and they relied on forging magical weapons that cost no money to attack, and relying on fancy formations to remain invincible.

If you really want warlocks and warriors to fight hand-to-hand, it's lighting lanterns in the toilet-looking for shit.

Could it be that warlocks after the third rank will experience earth-shaking changes in physique, so big that they will be able to compete with third rank martial arts?

The expressions of Baihu Qihuan Danxiang and the others were similar to hers.

Jingxin and Jingyuan, two Buddhist disciples, frowned, they couldn't see through the mystery.

Yu Fengzhou.

Ji Xuanmeng turned his head and looked at Xu Yuanshuang: "Sister?"

Xu Yuanshuang stared at Dongfang Wanrong, and said in a low voice:

"Senior Nalan's eyes are bright, the terrain of Mount Quanrong has indeed changed."

She turned to look at Ji Xuan and explained:

"Sun Xuanji used Mount Quanrong as the foundation to carve a large formation, and now the power of the entire Mount Quanrong belongs to him."

She is a newly-promoted alchemist, and she is still far away from the fourth-rank formation mage, so she didn't immediately notice the feng shui changes in Mount Quanrong. She didn't catch a glimpse of it until Sun Xuanji made a move just now.

Immediately understood what Dongfang Wanrong said not long ago.

Ji Xuan frowned: "How strong is the power of the veins of Mount Quanrong?"

Xu Yuanshuang let out a "hmm" with a serious face:

"Mount Quanrong is a famous mountain in Jianzhou. It ranks ninth in the Dongtian Paradise in the Central Plains. According to legend, the ancestor of Tianzong originally planned to build the sect on Mount Quanrong and surrender Quanrong as a guardian animal.

"It's hard to tell whether this legend is true or not, but it's enough to show that Mount Quanrong is a rare and blessed place, which can't be compared with ordinary mountains."

Ji Xuan was stunned, and said in a deep voice:

"It's no wonder Sun Xuanji hasn't shown up all this time, it turned out that he was secretly arranging the formation."

Based on what he saw, Ji Xuan remembered what the national teacher had said to them a long time ago:

"In the Central Plains, Jianzheng can go wherever he wants. The entire Central Plains is in the pocket of the prison. What I want to do is to make it my pocket."

He didn't think much about it at the time, and it wasn't until now that he realized it.

When many systems are low-quality, they will lay the foundation for high-quality products, or they are simply upgraded versions of high-quality products.

Ji Xuan vaguely realized that the method Sun Xuanji used to control the power of mountains and rivers might hide the deepest secrets of warlocks.

"This is not your strength! You were setting up the formation just now!"

Shura King Kong stood in the air, trying to return to the mountain, but Mount Inurong "closed" the gate, and every time he tried to descend, he would be blocked by the air world.

As a Buddhist Dharma Guardian King Kong, he knew very well about warlocks, and he made a clear judgment on the current situation in his heart.

Sun Xuanji did not speak, but stared at him silently.

"Why don't you talk?"

Shura King Kong seemed a little annoyed.

Sun Xuanji moved his lips and squeezed out a word: "Don't"

Then, there is no more.

Cao Qingyang dragged his seriously injured body, and staggered towards Yang Cuixue and the others. Hearing this, a subconscious guess appeared in his mind:

What he wanted to say should be "don't talk nonsense".

Dai Zong got up quickly and came to Cao Qingyang's side, helping him to drive back.

A group of fourth-rank fighters from Fu Jingmen Xiao Yuenu immediately surrounded him to protect Cao Qingyang.

"Master, how is your injury?"

Xiao Yuenu asked while taking out the healing pills.

"I can't die, Xu Qi'an's blood essence saved my life."

Cao Qingyang took the pill and took it, and opened his clothes to let everyone see his injury.

The chest was bloody and bloody, with bone spurs protruding, but the flesh and blood were wriggling tenaciously, trying to heal itself, but the speed was very slow, giving people the feeling that they would be powerless at any time.

"I can no longer absorb blood essence in a short period of time. Otherwise, my body will collapse, and this injury will last me half a month."

After swallowing the pill, Cao Qingyang's face gradually turned rosy.

"Leader, this warlock is too powerful, and King Kong can't get in at all. Maybe we can use this to remain invincible. Maybe we don't even need Xu Yinluo to play."

Fu Jingmen was overjoyed.

Cao Qingyang now understands that the reason why Sun Xuanji has not arrived is because he was secretly drawing up the formation.

"One more thing, the congregation of the League has gone to the South Peak."

Careful Xiao Yuenu whispered.

Cao Qingyang looked to the south in astonishment, and he saw a large group of people standing on the top of the cliff. They were far away and as small as beans, but Cao Qingyang could clearly see their faces.

The blue veins on Cao Qingyang's forehead twitched, and he said angrily:

"Aren't you afraid that the enemy will deliberately kill you?

"It's just that I don't have time to talk to them now, but I can't base my life on the kindness of the enemy."

boo~

The vibration of the air wave interrupted their conversation. Looking up, the ugly Buddhist King Kong had a blazing fire ring ignited behind his head, and his dark golden body turned into a brilliant golden color.

Standing in the air, he was like a round of golden scorching sun, piercing the eyes of everyone watching the battle.

Shura King Kong clenched his fist and swung his right arm back, driving his whole body to lean back. Following this set of movements, his muscular muscles bulged out one by one.

Boo~boo~boo~

The golden giant kept swinging his fists, pounding heavily on the Qi Realm, his posture was like striking iron.

With every punch, the air world would vibrate and deform violently, and everyone in the mountain could only feel that Mount Quanrong was shaking under their feet.

This earthquake-like feeling made them panic, fearing that Mount Inurong would collapse in the next moment and bury everyone at the bottom of the mountain.

Shura King Kong wants to shake the mountains, rivers and lands with his own power.

Sun Xuanji unhurriedly took out a black iron ruler from his sleeve, pointed like a sword, and swept across the ruler.

As the fingertips brushed across, runes lit up on the body of the ruler, and the black iron ruler exuded a clear light.

"Certainly!"

Sun Xuanji inserted the black ruler into the mud at his feet.

The aura that enveloped the entire Mount Inurong suddenly became thick and compact, and Shura King Kong's fists could only bring about a slight shock.

After punching a few more punches, Dufan rationally gave up attacking. Since he practiced Buddhism, he had already worn away the madness in Shura's bones, and became calm and rational. This would lose the combat power bonus brought by "crazy", but Can control oneself more perfectly.

He gave up? Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Cao Qingyang looked up at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

"As expected of the second disciple of Jianzheng." Swordsman Yang Cuixue stroked his beard and smiled.

A group of four products laughed.

The members of the Martial Arts League on the top of the South Peak had a great time. Although they just punched monotonously, the visual impact and psychological shock were extremely strong.

High-grade warlocks carved formations in the mountains and built barriers covering the entire Mount Inurong.

The power of the Buddhist Vajra nearly shakes the entire mountain.

All these left a deep impression on them, caused a severe psychological impact, and allowed them to see the scenery of the Transcendent Realm.

Just as the warriors of the Martial Arts League were rejoicing, the sky suddenly became dark clouds and the sky quickly turned gloomy.

The black clouds rolled and condensed, and in the clouds, the thunder flashed and disappeared, as if it was brewing.

In a short time, a thick pillar of thunder descended from the sky, bombarding the air realm covering Mount Quanrong.

This thunder pillar was so dazzling that the sky and the earth were suddenly dyed blue and white. Countless people were caught off guard, covered their eyes and screamed, their eyeballs were burning and tears rolled down.

Zi~Boom~

First there was the sound of the shattering air world, and then the thunder pillar seemed to hit the mountain, causing a loud explosion like sound.

The warriors who were temporarily blind in both eyes clearly felt that Inu Rongshan was shocked, and felt that their hair and fine hair stood on end.

This is caused by the suddenly numerous times dense charged particles in the air stimulating the skin.

After a long time, Cao Qingyang and other high-level warriors were the first to recover their eyesight, looking eagerly into the field.

After seeing Sun Xuanji clearly, their hearts suddenly sank.

Sun Xuanji's white clothes were covered with scorched marks, his hair crown had already burst, and his long black hair turned yellow and scorched curls, emitting blue smoke.

The exposed skin on the cheeks, arms, etc., is almost carbonized, with bright red in the black.

His aura is weak like a candle in the wind, making people afraid that it will be extinguished in the next moment.

The pupils of Yang Cuixue and the others constricted violently, and their minds were shaken, making it difficult to calm down.

Sun Xuanji's disastrous defeat made them unacceptable. At the same time, they also understood a desperate truth from Sun Xuanji's encounter.

There are more powerful enemies, on that ship in the sky, there are more powerful enemies!

It is so powerful that it can attract thunder and lightning, and it can subdue Sun Xuanji who is helpless even Buddhist King Kong with one move.

This, is this something that the Wulin League can contend with?

"League, leader." Qiao Weng of Jianzhou Chamber of Commerce swallowed with difficulty:

"What kind of existence have we provoked?"

He asked the hearts of the people.

Cao Qingyang looked dazed, because he didn't know, after Sun Xuanji found him, he only said that the enemy was Buddhism and Witch God Cult, with superhuman combat power.

A terrible surmise flashed through his mind.

Second product?

Yes, only second-rank masters could subdue Sun Xuanji so lightly.

And the second rank is indeed in the Transcendent Realm.

"Tsk tsk!"

Heart Gu Master Qi Huan Danxiang glanced at Cao Qingyang and others in the distance:

"Second-rank Rain Master, well-deserved reputation."

Liu Hongmian and the others looked calm, not surprised at all, the second grade Rain Master was their greatest reliance and source of confidence.

The second-rank Rain Master Cao Qingyang and the others looked at each other with bitterness on their faces.

The Rain Master of the Witch God Sect is like a thunderbolt.

The culture of praying for rain is unique to the Three Kingdoms in the Northeast. In ancient times, the people in the Northeast of Kyushu would pay tribute to the Witch God during the dry season, praying for rain from the Rain Master.

These are not secrets, and there are many records in historical materials.

The name of Rain Master, like the Arhats of Buddhism, is well-known information.

"What happened to Dao Lei just now?"

"terrible"

"Master, I, my eyes are blind"

The spectators at Nanfeng haven't reacted yet, they are still immersed in the might of the sky just now, immersed in the panic of being deprived of vision.

Until someone exclaimed: "The warlock in white was struck by lightning and turned into coke."

They only belatedly understood the changes in the situation, and immediately felt unspeakable fear.

Slap!

Asura King Kong landed on the field again, looked at Sun Xuanji, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Alive, but a dead person can be exchanged for an Arhat who can't save love."

He walked towards Sun Xuanji. During the process, Cao Qingyang and others were silent, watching him leaning towards the stone gate and Sun Xuanji who was on the verge of death.

Suddenly, a pale golden light streaked across the sky, and with a crisp sound of ding, nailed it in front of Shura King Kong.

It was a brass sword.

Da Fengzhen National Sword!

PS: Go to bed and fight again tomorrow.