Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 206 Peerless One Finger
Jiaolong turned into a human form, and Kun Fan looked at Jiu Jie who was dying and fell, and suddenly became irritable, and his figure appeared beside Jiu Jie instantly, holding Jiu Jie with one hand.

At this moment, Jiu Jie's eyes were closed, his chest was stained red with blood, and a hole the size of a finger appeared in his heart. The vitality of his body was extremely weak, but at this moment, Jiu Jie's heart was wrapped in black and golden spiritual power, holding the last trace of life .

Holding Jiu Jie's cloud and mist, it penetrated into Jiu Jie's right arm and turned into a cloud pattern imprint, and the Nether Bana flower flew to Jiu Jie's side, its petals trembling, trying to wrap Jiu Jie.

Kun Fan clenched his left fist, and the veins in the corners of his eyes bulged. He loosened his right hand and handed the Nine Commandments to the Nether Bianhua.

Kun Fan turned his head to look at the ancestors of the six major sects, disappeared in place without saying a word, and instantly appeared in front of the real Ziwei, with murderous intent in his eyes for the first time.

Originally, Kun Fan didn't want to start a massacre in Yunzhou, let alone kill the ancestors of these sects, because once he completely offended the Marquis of Yunzhou, under the entanglement of life and death, a dynasty would pop up out of nowhere worship.

But now Kunfan can't control so much anymore, God knows where the Dragon Ball is hidden by Jiujie, that is his only hope to become a real dragon, but now Jiujie's life is dying, if he dies, it may represent his whole life How could he not be angry when all his thoughts were gone.

"You guys are really looking for death!" Kun Fan's voice was cold, and he slapped the real Ziwei with his palm.

Daoist Ziwei was startled, he felt that Kun Fan's strength at this moment was much stronger than before.

Could it be that it hadn't exerted its full strength in the face of its own six people before?
Master Ziwei raised his palm, ripples of space appeared in front of him, and the space around Kunfan began to condense.

This is a trick that can only be mastered by monks who are close to the great perfection of Dongxu in the later stage of Dongxu. They have a sense of space, have their own fighting field, and can weaken the enemy while increasing their own combat power.

Real Ziwei's domain can slow down the opponent's speed. For monks with weak cultivation, it can directly immobilize the opponent.

However, Master Ziwei's domain activation did not affect Kun Fan at all. Kun Fan slapped his palm down. Master Ziwei resisted with both arms, but was slapped down hard. His arms hit his chest, his chest was sunken, and he vomited blood. fly out.

"help!"

The rest of the ancestors of the five sects looked embarrassed, and without hesitation when they saw this, they all shot together and went towards Kunfan to surround and kill.

When Patriarch Chaotian shot, the wind and rain surged, and the wind and rain turned into a huge water whirlwind and rushed towards Kunfan. The whirlwind flew across the sky, and the ground was also affected.

The strong wind suddenly picked up, the wind and sand moved rocks, and the raindrops fell on the ground and directly penetrated each fine hole. Some city guards and black-clothed assassins in the melee had no time to escape and released screams, being penetrated by countless drizzles. Seeing this, the rest of the city guards and assassins fled for their lives from the range of the whirlwind. The old man among the assassins took out a silver cloak from the storage ring in his hand and put it on his body, immediately resisting these terrifying attacks. Drizzle and wind.

Huang Tianci and Shao Yingjie hid together. Huang Tianci's cloud-patterned spear turned into a shield to protect his body. An old umbrella appeared in Shao Yingjie's hand. After opening it, the raindrops and strong winds near the umbrella were strangely isolated. , forming a vacuum zone.

The surviving city guards on the ground looked up at the melee in the sky with horror on their faces. After the black-clothed assassins escaped from danger, they all looked at the old man in the silver cloak. With an inexplicable expression, he gestured towards the group of black-clothed assassins.

In an instant, a crowd of black-clothed assassins and old men disappeared into the air, turning into black shadows and leaving quietly.

"Xuanxuan!" Shao Yingjie rushed towards Hu Banshan with a dilapidated umbrella against the wind and rain.

Huang Tianci, relying on the protection of the cloud pattern shield, flew towards the sky in the strong wind, where the Nether Bana Flower floated there unaffected by the strong wind and drizzle.

On the other side, the Moonlight Cage that trapped Yanhe was swallowed by the Nether Bana Flower and opened an opening. Yanhe squeezed out of the opening, and the strong wind blew in. Yanhe quickly cast a spell to prop up a fiery red spiritual circle to protect it. Zhou Ling'er, Hu Banshan and Xuanxuanxuan were arrested, and Hu Banshan dragged Yueji Xingtong and Fengjun Yuqie into Yanhe's protection circle.

"Ah, Grandpa Huang!" Zhou Linger yelled.

Everyone actually forgot about Mr. Huang. When the wind and rain approached, Mr. Huang's body automatically had a layer of silver ripples, separating the wind and rain.

"Xuanxuan, are you okay--" Shao Yingjie came here with a dilapidated umbrella, he was relieved when he found that Xuanxuan and the others were safe, and he also found the situation of Mr. Huang with a glance.

"Damn old man, you still wanted to kill me!" Shao Yingjie sneered and walked towards Mr. Huang.

"Yingjie, come in quickly, it's dangerous outside." Xuan Xuanxuan shouted in the spiritual circle.

"It's okay, I want to take care of this old thing!" Shao Yingjie, who was holding an old paper umbrella, walked up to Mr. Huang, and a golden long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword pointed at Mr. Huang's forehead, gently He gestured twice.

"I really want to stab you to death with a sword." Shao Yingjie sighed and put away the long sword again, replacing it with a small black hammer: "But for the sake of you being Huang Tianci's grandfather, I will spare your life. Is it not too much to hammer you one hundred and eighty times?"

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Shao Yingjie hammered down without saying a word, and the small black hammer hit Mr. Huang's head braving lightning. Yingjie continued to hammer regardless, the hammer was raised and lowered quickly, each hammer was harder than the next, and the small black hammer sent out strange ripples that were transmitted into the head of Mr. Huang.

"This kid really holds a grudge!" Yan He said speechlessly.

"Big sister, what is he doing?" Zhou Linger looked suspiciously at Shao Yingjie who was crouching in front of Mr. Huang in the distance, and the old umbrella blocked their sight.

"Boss must be saving people, he is so kind." Hu Banshan worshiped.

Xuan Xuanxuan didn't need to look to know what Shao Yingjie said just now. Hearing what the two dolls said, he couldn't help covering his forehead and not speaking.

But in the sky at this moment, Kun Fan directly forcibly passed through the water whirlwind, and with a long roar unscathed, his fist wrapped in black flames in his long hair fluttered, and he punched Chaotian Sanren on his chest in the horrified eyes of Chaotian Sanren, and Chaotian Sanren also The chest was sunken and flew upside down.

At the same time, the four great dharma phases intertwined in the sky, heading towards Kunfan town to kill.

Ancestor Yunxiao's thunder and lightning dharma, Zhaixing ancestor's starry sky dharma, Ziwei's Longmen dharma, Daoxu's white crane dharma.

The sky is full of thunder and lightning, the starry sky is locked, the dragon gate is suppressed, and the white crane is culled.

"It's not easy to use in the formation, but you are still not dead outside?"

Futian mirror appeared in Kun Fan's hand, the color of the frame changed from black and white to white, and it was about to sweep towards the sky and the ancestors of various sects.

The world suddenly froze, everyone's movements stopped, the dust blown up by the wind stopped in the air, the expressions on the faces of the city guards froze, and the black hammer waving in Shao Yingjie's hand also stopped. In the middle of the sky, the petals of the Nether Bana flower also stagnated.

The suppressed Dharma image stopped moving, Kun Fan's expression stayed at the moment when he turned over the Futian Mirror, and the ancestors of the five major sects also remained motionless.

The whole world, whether it is time or space, seems to be frozen.

(End of this chapter)