Martial Arts: Gain a Jiazi internal force at the beginning!

Chapter 233 I am invincible!

It has been a long time since Jiang Ran got this heart-wrenching funeral medal.

Although he is carrying the treasured instrument Jiaowei.

But this sound skill has never been used before.

There was no suitable occasion...

When dealing with one or two people, there is little need for a large-scale destructive martial art like the Chaotic Funeral Chapter.

Secondly, this martial arts cannot be displayed casually in front of others.

After all, no matter how you look at this skill, it has nothing to do with the four big words of 'reputable family'.

Shi Pingzhang is not a nobody, and Luan Xin Funeral Zhang is not a musical talent unknown to everyone.

Once it is performed in front of others, it is probably not easy to explain.

For various reasons, this is Jiang Ran's first time using it.

The ten fingers outlined the strings, and when he played, it was not only his opponent who was distracted, but even Jiang Ran himself was infected by the music, feeling that crazy thoughts were constantly popping up in his mind.

My mind is flying all over the place, north, south, west and east. Fortunately, the body is protected by the Zhengxin Meridian of Good Fortune, which can finally suppress the monkey of mind and tie the horse of mind.

And there is still enough energy left to protect the passionate Mo Qingkong next to him.

At the same time, I can't help feeling that it is not without reason why Shi Pingzhang is called a crazy Confucian.

If this person's martial arts skills are so confusing, wouldn't his whole life be like living in a nightmare?

What does the peace between heaven and earth look like in his eyes?

Jiang Ran was quite curious for a moment.

Calming his mind, he played the piano with his fingers more urgently, and the shouts of death in the village became even louder.

The blood started out as just a little bit, then gradually became more and more, and finally gathered into a river.

There were only two or three corpses at first, but gradually they piled up higher and higher, and finally they piled up like a mountain!
A man with high martial arts skills, his blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent, killing among the crowd.

Those who were weak in martial arts were equally murderous and were slaughtered among the crowd.

The world in front of us, within a short period of time, became like a Shura field in the human world.

There were nearly a thousand people in front and behind, and almost all of them would be killed or injured in this moment.

At this moment, Jiang Ran and Mo Qingkong saw a figure rising into the sky, laughing wildly:
"die!!!"

After the words fell, he clasped his hands.

In an instant, the extremely powerful and weird internal force suddenly twisted in all directions. Within the range covered by the palm force, dense blood stains suddenly spread on everyone's body.

As the man's thoughts moved, these people were shaken to pieces by the force.

This person is none other than Meng Huan!
But now Meng Huan's eyes were no longer fearful, and he looked like an emperor who ruled the world. After falling from the sky, he put one hand behind his back and stepped out with a human head in his palm.

Wherever he went, there was no single enemy at all.

"Looking at the world, I am invincible. From now on, I will be at my mercy in this world!!"

Meng Huan was so arrogant that he burst out laughing. He suddenly turned around and looked at a disciple of Tianshang Queyun Department:

"It turns out to be you! Jiang Ran!!"

The disciple who received the Disturbed Funeral Medal was so murderous that he wanted to kill everyone he saw.

Now he didn't even recognize who Meng Huan was, so he flew up and was about to kill him with his sword.

"You are no longer my opponent, I am no longer afraid of you!!!"

Gray and black color suddenly covered the sky and the earth.

Jiang Ran was far away at this time, and he could see clearly that this gray and black did not actually cover the entire world.

Rather, it is within a radius of three to five feet.

It is a circular aura.

As for what effect this aura has, I guess you have to ask Meng Huan.

It was too late, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, Meng Huan had already passed this man.

Meng Huanzhou was completely unscathed, but the man was beaten into a shower of blood.

Meng Huan stretched out his hand to catch the blood in his palm, and then wiped blood marks on his face:
“Hahaha…hahaha!!
"Who in this world would be better off than me? Who would be better off than me?!"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly looked up and saw two other disciples from Tianshang Queyun Department fighting.

He took a closer look:
"Two Jiang Ran!? Do you think there are two, and I am afraid that you will fail!?"

After saying that, he rushed forward and beat the two people from Tianshang Queyun tribe to death.

Jiang Ran and Mo Qingkong were condescending and had a panoramic view of this scene.

Mo Qingkong looked at Jiang Ran with a horrified expression:

"Could this piece of music by Master Taishang have the ability to disturb people's sanity?"

Jiang Ran didn't answer him, but his mind moved, and the sound of the piano suddenly changed.

Under the coverage of the Disturbed Funeral Chapter, it can help all those affected by the Disturbed Funeral Chapter to choose a target to a certain extent.

Since Meng Huan was so skilled in martial arts, Jiang Ran didn't mind letting him destroy the Queyun Department in the sky.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Ran's method came out, the Yunbu disciples who were fighting around them all came to Meng Huan at the same time.

Meng Huanze looked around with a horrified expression:

"Why so many Jiang Ran?"

Seeing this, Jiang Ran shook his head slightly.

Meng Huan's mind is unstable, and the chaotic heart funeral chapter is mainly about "chaotic heart". The higher the state of mind, the harder it is to shake.

This aspect is actually very similar to most demonic martial arts.

It's actually not difficult to crack.

Just be determined.

Jiang Ran has the Zhengxin Sutra of good fortune and is not invaded by external evils.

Among the righteous ways of the world, Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism also have their own methods of rectifying the mind and calming the mind.

However, for the young martial arts disciples, the cultivation of these things is a bit shallow after all, and they will inevitably be helpless when encountering masters like the obsessed ghost wall or even the young master who is also proficient in spiritual martial arts.

But if it were a virtuous monk or a true Taoist priest, it would be difficult to say that these methods would work.

But here's the problem... These elderly people with extremely strong mental abilities often stay out of the martial arts world. They sit in the sect's room every day, practicing internal and external martial arts intensively, and don't care about worldly affairs...

In fact, as the owner of Ziyue Villa, Meng Huan must also have some cultivation skills in terms of state of mind.

But he happened to practice the magic of moving stars and changing the sky to kill demons.

As a result, the more he cultivates his character, the shallower it becomes. This is due to his magical power, so he can't blame him.

But when faced with the chaotic funeral chapter, he was far worse than ordinary people.

In a short period of time, he actually fell into fantasy, thinking that everyone was Jiang Ran.

At this moment, Jiang Ran was still measured in his actions. He did not let everyone in the Yun Department attack him together, but came in waves to build up his confidence.

Otherwise, it is easy for a country to change its nature, so Jiang Ran is really worried that he will be so frightened that he turns around and runs away when he sees so many 'Jiang Ran's' taking action together.

Facts have proven that this is not unfounded.

At the beginning, when he saw a group of 'Jiang Ran' rushing towards him, Meng Huan really wanted to run away.

But he soon regained his composure.

With his arms spread out, his figure swept through the crowd, and wherever he passed, there were streaks of red lines flashing past.

When he stood still, all the people behind him died unexpectedly.

None of the bodies were complete.

"It turns out...it's nothing more than that."

Meng Huan breathed a sigh of relief: "As expected, I am already invincible!"

When he raised his eyes, there was a bit of sadness in his eyes.

Jiang Ran was relieved when he saw this.

Let all the remaining Yunbu masters launch an offensive against him.

This chaotic battle did not last long.

At best, it only takes the effort of a stick of incense.

When all the dust settled, Meng Huan was the only one sitting on the roof, with blood dripping all over his body, dripping down his sleeves.

He seemed to be overwhelmed by the cold at high places, and his figure looked a little lonely.

At this time, Jiang Ran moved his hands away from the strings.

He flicked his sleeve and threw it to Mo Qingkong beside him:
"Walk."

When Yunbu arrived, the entire army was destroyed.

Jiang Ran is going to take care of Meng Huan's head.

Mo Qingkong couldn't help but ask:
"Master Taishang, why don't you just use the sound technique to kill him?"

"..."

Jiang Ran was silent for a moment and then continued to remain silent.

Can you tell him that the Chaotic Funeral Chapter itself does not have the ability to kill the enemy?

It just sent murderous intent and mixed thoughts into their hearts, making them unable to restrain themselves and could only let go of their hands and feet to kill.

But...the people he kills are the people around him.

What else can you do if there is no one around?
Suicide is impossible, people will eventually stop.

So, there have to be some finishing touches at the end.

The two people came to the village from that place, and then they carefully avoided the blood on the ground and walked on dry roads as much as possible.

After dodging like this, they quickly arrived at the house where Meng Huan was located.

He raised his head and glanced at Meng Huan twice, then looked at the ground.

There were several bodies on the ground.

One of them should be the person with the highest martial arts among his Yun tribe this time.

After this man exchanged three blows with Meng Huan, he was beaten to death by Meng Huan.

Even the corpse is intact... which seems quite rare in today's situation.

Jiang Ran glanced at the corpse and saw something familiar.

"Cloud Beast Pendant."

Jiang Ran casually took out the cloud beast pendant from the man's palm, looked at it twice, and then looked up at Meng Huan:

"Come down." Meng Huan glanced at Jiang Ran lightly:
"Another one is here. Come up quickly and die. I'm already tired."

"..."

Jiang Ran sighed. The first time he saw himself, it was like a mouse meeting a cat.

Jiang Ran was not used to the sudden change in status.

He thought for a while and felt that Meng Huan should be allowed to wake up.

Then nodded:
"Okay, here I come!"

While talking, he flew up into the air, and the sword light in his hand suddenly flashed.

Meng Huan raised his eyelids and poked his fingers out of the void.

For a moment, the gray-black space appeared around him again.

silence……

The endless silence allows one to hear the beating of one's own heartbeat.

In this silence, a hand seemed to cover the sky and the sun, picking up the stars and the moon, just in one thought.

However, the next moment, a blade of light suddenly fell.

This gray-black world was cut into pieces, and it was cut off with a single stroke from the tiger's mouth of that hand.

A thumb fell to the ground immediately.

Meng Huan was in pain and suddenly withdrew his hand. Seeing the blood flowing out of his palm, he became furious for a moment:

"I am already invincible, who dares to bully me like this?"

Dragons and snakes rise up according to the trend, and there seems to be murderous intent hidden everywhere in the surrounding world.

Every plant, every tree, every brick, they all want to kill people.

Jiang Ran's heart meridian was naturally running. He shook the blade slightly and pulled it. The sound of tearing silk was accompanied by blood.

Meng Huan, who was furious just now, suddenly screamed and took a few steps back. He almost didn't notice what was behind him and fell directly from the roof.

When he lowered his head and took a look, he saw that there were stab wounds on both arms, which were as deep as the bones. When he looked at Jiang Ran again, he looked completely unbelievable:

"How could this happen? What kind of sword skills are you doing?"

"Nine Shocking Blades."

Jiang Ran thought for a moment and added: "There are some superficial moves in it."

Crude moves! ?

Meng Huan laughed wildly:

"It's a joke. I've seen the Nine Frightening Blades thousands of times. Why have I never seen you like this?"

"Have you really seen...the Nine Shocking Swordsmen?"

Jiang Ran grinned: "In that case, look at this knife, maybe you can catch it?"

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and twirled the sword in his hand.

The arc was drawn vaguely and lightly, as if there was no strength at all, but there was an indescribable feeling in that trace.

Mo Qingkong looked at the knife, knowing clearly that the knife was not aimed at him, but he still felt as if his heart had been slashed.

Meng Huan, who was facing the knife head-on, felt that the traces outlined by the knife were impossible to decipher.

The sword cuts across the sky, and life and death are divided into two sides.

Life or death depends only on the person who wields the sword in a single thought.

Meng Huan's eyes turned from confusion to shock, from shock to shock, from shock to fear.

The whole process was very layered, and then something happened that even Jiang Ran was surprised by.

Every hair on his head jumped up at this moment.

Extreme fear turned into extreme anger.

When he put his hands together to move the stars, Yi Sutian's demon-killing skill was pushed to the extreme, and streams of true energy condensed into the sound of wind were gathered between his two palms.

The hair that had lost its restraints looked like a waterfall all over the sky. Combined with the blood all over his body, he looked really ferocious like a demon.

The gray-black true energy turned into a ball. The ball seemed to contain the sun, moon and stars, covering all directions of the world.

It was because Meng Huan had killed so many people, and the Setting Sun Clan had killed so many people, that he had gathered the strongest internal strength.

As he pushed with both hands, infinite energy was suddenly sent out.

The strong wind swept wildly, rushing wildly.

The first thing to bear the brunt was a house in front of him, which was blown to pieces by the endless stream of Shifting Stars and Yi Sutian Demon Killing Technique.

This is not the end, the strength is like a torrent, running straight forward.

Sweeping all the way, wherever I passed, I saw fallen trees and houses collapsed.

Taking Meng Huan as the starting point, he rushed out a hundred feet away, as if a gap had been drawn between heaven and earth.

Meng Huan was covered in sweat, gasping for air, and stared in front of him:

"How...even if it's you...what can you do to me?"

"Great."

A voice suddenly came to his ears, and Meng Huan's whole body suddenly became completely stiff. He slowly turned around and saw that the blade was raised high, with the same mark still there.

As the traces fell, Jiang Ran laughed and said:
"But if you can't hit anyone, what's the use of being so powerful?"

The blade swiped at Meng Huan's neck, and a head fell off.

Jiang Ran caught him casually.

He took the head in his palm, took a look at it, and then threw it to Mo Qingkong:
"Hold it for me."

Mo Qingkong just woke up from a dream and quickly reached out to catch the head.

But looking back, the ditch a hundred feet away was not too deep, but the indomitable and stern attitude at that moment was still impressive.

"Is this... really something human beings can do?"

Mo Qingkong couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

"Shifting Stars Yi Sutian's demon-killing skill is indeed powerful."

Jiang Ran said softly:

"Killing people increases one's strength. If the Setting Sun Sect kills too many people, Meng Huan's internal strength will naturally increase.

"If it weren't for that flaw, this martial arts..."

He wanted to give it a very high rating.

But after thinking about it carefully, I felt it was hard to say.

As far as the magic skills he has seen, none of them are simple.

Even Tang Huayi is not simple...

She definitely has more than just one Heavenly Secret Transformation Technique.

There should be other means.

In contrast, the moving star and Yisutian demon-killing technique, which can be deployed by Tianshangque at will, no matter how powerful it is, I am afraid it still has some limitations.

But it is undeniable that Meng Huan is already a master in martial arts.

"But even such a person is just a pawn in the sky."

Mo Qingkong's face looked a little uncertain.

The name Blood Knife Hall, one of the thirteen gangs, sounds very bluffing, but when compared to the sky, it is like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

Not at all comparable.

Jiang Ran turned around:
"Let's go, the matter here is settled.

"Let's go back to Dongjun Mansion and see Mr. Zhao again.

"From now on, you will follow what I said before and borrow Master Zhao's power to settle in the East County Mansion.

“The rivers and lakes of Dongjun Mansion, without Ziyue Villa, need a sea-fixing needle, and Blood Sword Hall is the sea-fixing needle.

“Both the Dugu family and the Lin family will support the Blood Knife Hall.

“The only thing you have to pay attention to is Shang Qianhu of Qingfeng Pavilion.

"I used a divorce plan earlier. I can dig deeper later."

"Yes."

Mo Qingkong obeyed solemnly.

Before today, he had only heard about Jiang Ran's power from others.

After today, in his heart, there is probably no one in the world who can compare with this Supreme Hall Master.

But Jiang Ran's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned back to look at the village that was gradually being left behind by them.

Mo Qingkong was slightly startled. Could it be that there are still some unfinished matters in this village?

Immediately asked:

"Master Taishang, do you have any other instructions?"

Jiang Ran looked away when he heard this, shook his head, and sighed softly:
"There's nothing wrong, I'm just...a little sorry."

"Pity?"

Mo Qingkong was stunned: "This matter is complete from beginning to end. What do you regret, Master Taishang?"

"Meng Huan attacked with all his strength, but I avoided it with the trace of life and death. I was unable to truly compete with Meng Huan's internal power."

Jiang Ran grinned: "I think it would be... interesting to have a slap with him."

interesting! ?
Thinking of the chasm that looked nothing like manpower, and the gray-black energy that annihilated everything in its path.

Mo Qingkong felt cold all over.

Who would want to compete with such a person in terms of internal strength?
How could the Supreme Hall Master of my family have such thoughts?
The next moment, his figure seemed to be nailed to the spot.

The reason why he has such thoughts is naturally because Jiang Ran also has such power!
Even above Meng Huan! !

Thinking of this, Mo Qingkong shuddered severely.

I couldn't tell whether it was excitement or fear.

I heard Jiang Ran's voice coming from the front:

"Why don't you go quickly?"

"it is good!!"

Mo Qingkong quickly took two steps forward and followed Jiang Ran.

(End of this chapter)