Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 139 One Head, One Pot of Wine, No.14 Fate

This knife seems to be slow but fast.

It falls into the eyes of others, but it's just a snap of the fingers.

Shi Qinhu standing upstairs, followed by Ye Huihuang, and even a group of people in the building.

Everyone has different feelings when they witness the snow-white practice that splits the night.

With high martial arts skills, in the flickering eyes, he can roughly capture the swift and violent trajectory of the knife's light.

"In less than half a breath, across a land of ten feet, beheading three people in a row... What a sharp sword technique!
What a natural soldier! "

Even though they were far away, Shi Qinhu still felt a slight chill, as if the blade had brushed his neck.

He changed his blood seven times, transformed into a mortal body, and casted a three-dimensional warrior, all of whom had such an illusion.

It can be seen that its sharpness is strong and its killing power is strong!
"This person is... Ji Baihu from Beizhen Fusi? And Luo Meng!"

Ye Huihuang is only at the second level of Tongmai, his five senses are sharp, and his grasp of energy is slightly inferior to that of capturing a tiger with a stone.

He only saw Ji Yuan stepping down, and the whole front yard seemed to sink.

Then there was a knife light across the sky, beheading down.

As for the rest, it was even worse.

All I could see was a dazzling blazing white color flashing under the pitch-black sky of the wind and rain.

Then, gone.

Snapped!
Hu Ting's body fell to the ground.

The light of the knife drew obvious traces, cutting the rain curtain very briefly.

It was like waving the judge's pen in the hand of Lord Yan, canceling a life.

Before the seventh master of the Hu family died, he still maintained a panicked expression of running desperately.

After staggering two steps, he lowered his head and fell down with the falling raindrops.

The entire waist is interlaced and divided into two.

Intestines, viscera, brought out a large amount of blood, and splashed all over the ground.

The lower body of the white-haired old man, who looked like a lion, twitched lightly a few times, squeezing out the last bit of vitality, and he died with regret.

"You can't kill me! No!

Ji Jiulang, I am the commander of Dongcheng Bingmasi, a military officer of the sixth rank! "

The strong blood smelled in his nostrils, and Luo Meng's eyes were shocked.

The pouring rain poured down on his head, making him feel cold in his heart.

One can kill me!

Almost died!

Luo Meng panicked and clutched his chest.

The hideous fissures in the deep bone were slowly opened, and the skin and flesh on the chest were unable to roll over, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

The viscous, fishy, ​​greasy liquid leaked through the gaps between the fingers and sprinkled on the ground, dyeing it bright red.

Before life and death, one can remain calm, which is an extremely rare quality of temperament.

Obviously, the commander of the Dongcheng soldiers and horses did not.

He was frightened out of his wits, with a panicked face and frightened eyes, he looked straight at the white python flying fish suit who was blocking the way with a horizontal knife.

10 taels of wealth, feng shui air pockets...all vanished.

Only a strong desire to survive is left!

"General Shi of Xuanwuwei, Commander Ye of Xicheng Bingmasi, they are all watching!"

Luo Meng's legs suddenly went limp, and he knelt down on the ground.

"Ji Jiulang, let me go, forgive me once, and I will never be your enemy in the future!

I know I was wrong!I really got it wrong! "

Ji Yuan was indifferent, his eyes were cold.

His knife is not only the result of the condensation of three energy channels, but also the blessing of his own thirteen fates.

Hu Ting, who killed the second realm of Tongmai, and Luo Meng, who was about to step into the blood exchange,
It was as easy as slaughtering cattle and sheep.

"A blood-changing warrior who has not cast a magic body... is no longer my opponent."

Such a thought arose in Ji Yuan's mind.

This is not arrogance.

The change of fate and advancement brought about huge changes, enough for him to have deep savings beyond his current level.

"I want you to die, how can I allow people to live... Besides, my lord is killing the remnants of the collude with the Bone Dao, what crime is there!"

Ji Yuan walked with a saber in his hand, his qi and blood were as thick as fire, lingering around his body, just like a Shura.

"Ji Jiulang... Commander Ye, save me!"

Luo Meng still wanted to ask for forgiveness, but when he met those cold eyes, it was like falling into an ice cave.

Only then did he realize that he had come to this point, and there was no possibility of turning around.

Immediately, he raised his head and let out a shout, regardless of Ye Huihuang's attitude.

The kneeling figure was suddenly shocked, and suddenly stood up.

The curved spine of the dragon, like a spring pressed to the extreme, burst out with unprecedented strength.

Shoot with both palms together!

boom!
Under the violent stimulation of inner qi and blood qi,

The layers of air flow all over the void are squeezed and pushed away,

There was an explosive bang in an instant!

The power is quite astonishing!

Donkey Kong Palm!

The fierce style of play from Huangjue Temple!

"I want to follow you! We will die together..."

Luo Meng thought that this was the best shot in his life!
The ground he stood on collapsed like soft mud, and the muscles in his arms were tense, like little red snakes.

The three qi channels run through all the limbs and bones, burning life like energy, trying to squeeze the energy, qi and blood of the whole body!

Even with a solid body made of steel and iron, this blow is enough to kill half of his life!

Ji Yuan's eyes moved, but he didn't seem to care.

too weak.

It turns out that the normal second realm of Tongmai only has this level?

dong dong!

There were two muffled sounds.

Like Hong Zhong and Da Lu colliding with force.

Circles of violent sound waves set off ripples visible to the naked eye.

"This person... is so terrifying!"

Under the night sky, Ye Huihuang's eyes shrank from Pingfenglou, thankfully he suppressed his desire to help just now.

"Where did the freaks and evildoers come from? Sword skills, light body, horizontal training... learn everything! Be good at everything!"

Shi Qinhu was even more astonished, and the Tianjiao seeds of the Six Traditions and Three Religions were not so exaggerated.

No matter how strong a person's energy and spirit are, there will always be a limit.

With the same talent and the same qualifications, specialization will always make better progress and breakthroughs than Bazaar.

Even for warriors in the three realms of changing blood, it is very rare to be able to learn, understand, learn, and succeed in the four methods of nourishing, refining, fighting, and killing.

Compared to the spectators upstairs, Luo Meng's eyes were bloodshot, almost crazy.

His palms were pressed against a big golden red bell, like a dragonfly shaking an iron pillar, it had no effect.

The opponent didn't even shake his body, let alone retreat or get hurt.

"You... that's impossible!"

Luo fiercely roared.

He is desperate!
But it still doesn't make any sense!
"I can't even break my golden bell cover, and I dare to kill, I really don't know how to live or die."

Ji Yuan didn't dodge or dodge, using his strong blood and solid physique, he took the big vajra palm alive.

His figure flickered, and he suddenly raised his left arm, his five fingers spread out.

It came out like lightning and grabbed Luo Meng's head.

The palm is like a big mountain, and the heavy bombardment almost shattered the human skull!

The opponent's crown exploded, and the black hair danced wildly.

Ji Yuan's stature was quite high, close to nine feet, and he already surpassed the commander of the East City Army and Horse Commander.

With a "shua", he exerted his strength!

The blood-red head, which had been tightly pressed, was lifted up with a crisp "click"!
All of a sudden, the flesh and bones separated, and thick blood mist emitted.

Holding the bloody head in his left hand, Ji Yuan looked at the scattered ghosts.

"If you kill me! You will definitely attract the attention of strange people! There will be no peace!"

Yu Donglai let out strange laughs, as if he was not afraid of death.

"In Tianjing, at the feet of saints, even if they are called gods, what can I do?"

Ji Yuan smiled, the traces of blue light from the Sanyin Demon Killing Knife quietly melted into the Xiuchun Knife in his palm.

hum!
Longyin is also similar.

The light of the knife is as clear as water.

In one breath, he swung and slashed dozens of times, as if the Milky Way was rolling.

Chi Chi Chi, the ghost's body disintegrated, and Yu Donglai's grimace was completely shattered.

Before the smoke dissipated, he couldn't help but look towards Pingfeng Tower, and vaguely saw a haunting figure emerge.

Afterwards, it returned to silence.

"...I am a disciple, I am a disciple!"

In the void, there are only chants that seem to be absent.

……

……

Ding Deng Deng.

The heavy and powerful footsteps fell on the stairs, like the beating of drums, knocking on people's hearts.

After beheading Hu Ting, Luo Meng, and Yu Donglai one after another, Ji Yuan finally climbed to the fourth floor of Pingfeng Building.

thump.

Regardless of the eyes of others, he threw the head with round eyes on the table.

Holding the knife in the right hand and leaning against the ground, Da Ma sat down with a golden knife.

He picked up a jug of wine with his left hand and drank it with his head raised, so as to dispel the remaining killing intent in his heart.

"Forgive me, everyone, the wind is heavy and the rain is urgent, so there is a little delay.

The chores are over, let's sit down. "

Ji Yuan breathed out a strong breath of alcohol, and said calmly as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, No. 14 stars of destiny were vaguely condensed in the map of the Emperor's Way of Heaven.

【Burning Marrow (Purple)】

(End of this chapter)