Mr. Jiang is not driving today

This happened in an instant, and before the uproar could be heard, the man withdrew and wanted to leave, like a ghostly shadow.

After an ear-piercing sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed, a furious figure slashed at the black shadow with a sharp blade. The sword shadow was extremely fast, and only an ear-piercing whistling sound was heard. The sword energy was cut into smaller stone tips, which fell to the ground.

Dou Zhui's eyes were red, and the corners of his eyes were about to bleed. The spiritual power of the middle stage of the golden core surged out, and it was a bit intimidating, but the visitor was not afraid at all, forming a magic circle with one hand, and a palm Pushed out, Dou Zhui's body was hungry and thirsty like a butterfly with broken wings, he was rushed out and choked up a mouthful of blood in the air, and when he landed with a bang, blood flowed from his ears and nose.

... How did this guy sneak in to the grand gathering of the Six Great Immortal Factions?

What is his purpose?

Going straight for the head of Cangwu Terrace, could it be that he wants to murder the head of the Qin family, Qin Daoyuan?

Many questions remain unresolved, and more importantly, if this person is allowed to leave the tea party, the Six Great Immortal Factions will lose all face!

Yu Miao didn't move, Guangcheng had already unsheathed, he flew up in the air, grabbed the hilt of the sword, turned around, and several sword winds wrapped in spiritual power swept across the place where the black shadow stood like gangsters, intertwined The spiritual power net twisted all the obstacles in front of Huiming Hall into rubbish.

The black shadow didn't dare to take the blow rashly, he flew back, and was forced back to the steps of Huiming Hall in a blink of an eye, but he didn't stop at all, his clothes were rolled up, and he had already attacked Zhan Mei.

Zhan Mei's pale-yellow sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and was about to go up to meet him, when Zhan Yi who was not far away shouted: "Brother Mei! Get out of the way!"

Zhan Mei naturally wouldn't give in, he had never backed down on the enemy since he was a child, and he also judged that this person's cultivation was probably far superior to all the people present, even Yu Miao was a little behind him , if he fought hand to hand with him, he might cut off his arm.

...but so what? !

Could it be that the son of the Zhan family forged this steel body to shrink back when defending against the enemy?

Zhan Mei lifted the table in front of him with one foot, and rushed up to meet the majestic spiritual power. Before he could take a few steps forward, the violent surge of spiritual power tore through his clothes, forcing him to keep his eyes open , the hard bones and joints all over the body also began to creak, like the warning sound before the failure of mechanical gears.

This terrifying sense of oppression only lasted for a few seconds, and a few seconds later, a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing came from in front of Zhan Mei.

Flying in front of his eyes was Zhan's red sandalwood robe.

Zhan Yi has always disliked dressing well, and the well-groomed and dignified Zhan family's uniforms are often worn by him abruptly, giving him the charm of a son of the Goulan Courtyard, and this moment is no exception.During the convection of the colliding spiritual power, half of his shoulders were exposed, and he was not wearing anything underneath.

The Meridian Sword in Zhan Yi's hand was forced to clank by the oncoming spiritual power. He tapped several spiritual acupuncture points on his chest, sending out the spiritual power in his body like an explosion, forming a confrontation with the black shadow for a while. Potential!

This is completely a self-destructive move. The visitor never expected that Zhan Yi would be so decisive as soon as he came up. He could not move forward for a while. Collision circle.

Naturally, Zhan Yi couldn't bear the accumulated spiritual power. As soon as the other party withdrew, the spiritual power scattered around him dissipated like a cloud of mist. He was extremely overdrawn, his face was already blue and purple, and he knelt on one knee panting for breath More than that, Zhan Mei's face turned pale, and he stepped forward to hold Zhan Yi's cold palm: "Brother! Brother, you..."

Zhan Yi's usually frivolous face was filled with a frightening murderous look. He spat out a mouthful of blood on his side without any image, and said in a low voice, "...stay away from my brother."

Just after breaking away from the fight with Zhan Yi, a gleam of cold light rolled quietly behind the black shadow, but the black shadow seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and with the magic sword in his hand, it stopped the castration of the cold light , Unexpectedly, a scorching fire suddenly appeared on the cold light, scorching air hit the face, and the surrounding area was even more turbulent.

Ji Yunshang's five-element whip "Zhitian" was poured into it with continuous spiritual power by Ji Yunshang, and the fairy light flowed. Who would have thought that the man would abandon the magic sword decisively and fly away. Qin who came to stop him The disciple couldn't stand the overwhelming spiritual power at all, and was swept down like a dead leaf by the autumn wind.

"Who is coming", "Bold", and "Presumptuous" scolded into a group, but the strange man with a surge of spiritual power all over his body, no one can stop him!

Seeing that the dark figure was about to leave the square, Jiang Xun, who was standing in the upper position, who had just stopped the demonic flow in Qin Qiu's body, stretched out his hand to the back.

Yu Miao, who had been paying attention to Jiang Xun's actions, changed his face: "Wait..."

His voice was lost in the din.

And amidst the commotion, Jiang Xun's voice was as indifferent as his expression: "Stop."

Following his voice, the black shadow was fixed on the ground, unable to move any further.

The crowd fell silent.Everyone has discovered a more powerful source of spiritual power.

Standing on the high platform, Jiang Xun stood on the high platform, the hair tie was instantly broken by the surging spiritual power bursting out of his body, his long ink-like hair blended with the black plaque of the Huiming Temple, and his red clothes were extremely coquettish. A blooming red lotus vigorously spits out its stamens under the dark sky.

Yes, the entire sky darkened, billowing clouds filled the sky at an abnormal speed, and within a few blinks, night came.

In the past, Jiang Xun always tried his best to conceal his cultivation, so he didn't realize how advanced his spiritual power had been.Even when he broke the snake's head in Shanyin Village, he didn't put in all his strength like this.

Therefore, the sudden darkening of the sky and the bright moon rising in the sky caused everyone present to look at Jiang Xun from the admiration, admiration and admiration just now to another extreme.Even Qin Qiu, who slumped on the seat, his teeth chattering with discomfort, changed color and stared blankly at Jiang Xun, as if he had never seen him before.

Zhan Mei supported Zhan Yi's shoulders, looked at Jiang Xun with piercing eyes on the stage, and secretly gritted his teeth.

Soon, the stars changed and the sky returned to bright. Jiang Xun said coldly to the shadow, "...kneel down."

That sudden kneeling shattered dozens of bricks and stones in the surrounding area.

Jiang Xun stepped down the stairs step by step, his eyes staring straight at the back of the black shadow, with unbearable hatred and anger in his eyes, just clenching and retracting his fingers, the shoulder of the black shadow moved like a normal person. The angle of possible attainment is twisted back 90 degrees.

Jiang Xun took another step forward, and the man couldn't bear it any longer and let out a hoarse roar of pain.

The bones below the knees of his legs were all turned into powder and melted into the flesh and blood.

When passing by Dou Zhui who was lying on the ground and hadn't gotten up yet, Jiang Xun glanced at Dou Zhui, and the half-dead guy immediately curled up with his arms around his shoulders, looking at him with fear in his eyes.

As soon as Jiang Xun turned his gaze back, the corner of his eye caught Yu Miao.

He looked at himself with anger, and his palm was pressed on the hilt of Guangcheng sword, which was slightly deformed.

At the moment when Jiang Xun was distracted, no one expected that the subdued shadow would move again.

A burst of full spiritual power struck Jiang Xun's face. The transparent spiritual power cut the air apart, and the ripples of spiritual power were clearly visible. The vigorous evil spirit was more terrifying than any previous one.

If Jiang Xun doesn't stop this, he will be crippled even if he doesn't die!

Under the eyes of everyone, Jiang Xun raised his left hand, and a ray of spiritual power flowed out from his fingers, like an insignificant and slender rope, intertwined with the abundant spiritual power of the black shadow.

Jiang Xun turned his left hand in the air as if playing around, mobilizing the spiritual power thread to wrap around the surging spiritual power, just like tying an elephant with a thin thread, patient and meticulous, until When the time was right and the spiritual power had rushed to his eyes, Jiang Xun gently put his fingertips into his palm one by one, and squeezed it suddenly.

An elephant was pulled down by layers of thin wires.

But when he really merged with that pure spiritual power, Jiang Xun's complexion really changed.

He is too familiar with this spiritual power!

Although Hei Ying tried his best to conceal it before, Jiang Xun was able to recognize his true identity when he collided with the spiritual power of Hei Ying: "Fushan..."

Before he could finish muttering, the bound elephant struggled violently, and the terrifying spiritual power leaked out wiped several bloodstains on Jiang Xun's cheeks, and Fushanzi's spiritual power also disappeared. Merging with one's own spiritual power, entangled, tumbling, until death.

If Jiang Xun withdrew his spiritual power at this moment, he would draw all of Fushanzi's spiritual power to himself!

If he didn't withdraw, Fushanzi would be torn to pieces by his own spiritual power in an instant!

how come?How could it be Fushanzi?

Thousands of doubts welled up in his heart, rushing to his eyes, but without hesitation, Jiang Xun interrupted the attack of spiritual power.

The whistling spiritual power hit Jiang Xun's chest firmly!

The sound of ribs being smashed went straight from his body to his ears, and Jiang Xun fell straight down amidst Qin Qiu's screams.

With his ears pressed against the ground, he heard his heartbeat without ribs blocking him, he heard the sound of his ribs growing rapidly, he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps and whispers that gradually became louder, and his fingernails were embedded in the gaps between the jade bricks of the square , wanting to get up: "Sir..."

That's where the words came to an abrupt end.

A sword pierced through Jiang Xun's shoulder, and the tip of the sword was directly nailed to the crack between the bricks, still making a slight beep.

Jiang Xun was startled, and turned to look at the sword that was dripping blood.

... so familiar.

Jiang Xun, who was dressed in Chinese clothes, fell forward again. The wound rubbed against the sword body that pierced through the flesh and blood on his shoulder, and fell to the ground with a bang, leaving a dazzling bloodstain on the flowing sword.

Qin Daoyuan appeared at the top of the Huiming Hall. He blankly glanced around at the crowd that fell silent again in the square, then glanced at Qin Qiu, who was lying on his seat with a shocked expression on his face, and looked at the kneeling on the square with his legs broken. The crippled Fushanzi finally set his sights on Jiang Xun.

He threw down the empty scabbard at Jiang Xun's body, and said in a hateful voice: "... Pretending to be my beloved son Qin Mu, killing him without a whole body... Jiang Xun, the villain! You are so brave!"