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"You ant, you still want to block my three moves?" Jiang Xingkong saw that the down-and-out rider dared to face him with a sword. He sneered disdainfully and stopped the riding beast. With a "sigh" sound of thunder, a powerful wave of air rushed towards Chen Xun.

Chen Xun couldn't help but sneer when he saw Jiang Xingkong trying to crush him with the remaining momentum he rushed to the front of the beast, but he wanted to be more proud of this kid, so he quickly left him and trapped the girl in purple clothes with his subordinates. He quickly pulled out.

The waves of air came like the waves of sea roaring. Chen Xun secretly formed hand seals to use the floating sea stalking technique. His whole body was wrapped in the waves of air straits and floated backwards. He pretended not to be good. When he landed on the ground, he deliberately rolled in the sea of ​​sand, thinking that Jiang Xingkong's grandson should let him go, right?

Jiang Xingkong had no intention of letting him go at all. When the horse was spinning, he stretched out his finger and pressed Chen Xunxu dozens of feet away, trying to strangle the insignificant ant to death.

The color of jade appeared in Jiang Xingkong's blink of an eye, and the light twisted slightly, giving people the illusion that the space was collapsed. The next moment, a little bit of essence came out from Jiang Xingkong's fingertips, and suddenly there was the supreme sword intent coming towards Chen Xun.

Chen Xun transformed three soul phantoms without hesitation to avoid killing moves.

Jiang Xingkong frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this down-and-out knight was really capable. He actually made his spiritual consciousness unable to distinguish the four figures transformed by the fractals in front of him for a moment. Which one was real and which one was fake. But this fractal shadow technique was just a small path in his eyes. His mind instantly changed, and the Mikong sword light then split into four and shot into the four bodies.

Even if the spiritual power accumulated by the Mikong Sword Light was divided into four, Jiang Xingkong did not believe that a cultivator in the Return of the Bodhi Realm could withstand it.

Chen Xun suddenly stopped, and his whole body stood like a mountain. He swung a sword like a giant wave pounced on the stone, and slashed towards the sword light. The lightning suddenly rose and faintly thundered. The burqa outside the Yun Chen armor that Chen Xun wore was blown into pieces by the air waves, and his blood pressure was about to be sprayed out in his throat, but he was barely knocked over to the ground by Jiang Xingkong.

"It's interesting! Then I'll kill you, an ant first. I don't believe that you can't kill an ant in three moves." Jiang Xingkong took action without leaving any strength, pointing out that Mikong had the power to split into four, and he still had a tremendous momentum. He never thought that the inconspicuous down-and-out knight in front of him could really take it easily.

Jiang Xingkong blinked his fingers and rushed out of his fingertips. He then turned into a black cloud that swallowed the sun and the moon, and came to Chen Xunmao.

Inside the black cloud, the light was violently distorted and was swallowed violently by the black clouds, and in a flash, it was dark.

Chen Xun didn't know what kind of magical power this was. His spiritual consciousness could sense the sunset outside the black clouds, and the wind was clear and the clouds were light. But there was no sun inside the black clouds, and there was no light. The air was as sticky as injected with strong glue. The spiritual consciousness he leaked out had an extremely dark and stagnant feeling. The breath ten feet away was not noticed, and the Xuanbing Fire Lake connected to the six meridians was locked directly, unable to release spiritual power, and unable to condense the spiritual technique...

"How is it like this darkness?" Jiang Xingkong's voice was not strong, but it was like a storm coming from all sides. Those with a weak mind were afraid that Jiang Xingkong's voice would be directly crushed.

Seeing that the Destroying Sword could not block the power of the Dragon Subduing Stake, Jiang Xingkong's Dharma body was broken, so he asked his spiritual power to double the flow. He gritted his teeth and took out a green flag from his arms and inserted it on the ground. The black black ice spread out quickly from the place where the green flag was inserted, and in an instant it suddenly became a black ice field.

"I thought you could hold on without using the Eight Desolate Flags, so I won't play with you!" The woman in purple chuckled, and took out several spiritual green lotus in her jade feet and shot towards the Thirteen Black Armored Cavaliers, helping Wu Lin cunningly to clear the siege, then took the dragon subduing stake and rushed towards Chen Xun.

Chen Xun didn't know what kind of magic weapon the Eight Wilderness Flag was. His body had been reshaped by Xuanhan Qi. The ordinary Xuanhan spiritual energy could not hurt him, but the black Xuanbing instantly approached his side, making him feel like he was stabbed by a needle, and he had to roll down the rock slope to avoid the prickling cold.

Chen Xun thought that the power of this Eight Desolate Flag was definitely not under the copper pillar, otherwise the woman in purple would not have stopped and escaped when she had an absolute advantage.

The woman in purple dress sat on the side of Wu Lin Jing, and her ice and jade feet shaking her eyes. She walked away leisurely without saying that she could pull him. Chen Xun was so angry that she vomited blood. He quickly took out a handful of pills from Xiao Qiankun's bag, endured the severe pain of the heart-breaking bone caused by the spiritual power of the meridians, and forced the Cloud Escape Technique to follow Wu Lin Jing.

"The Eight Desolate Flags have taken root, Jiang Xingkong will not be able to catch up for a while. What are you doing in a hurry to escape?" The woman in purple asked with interest, looking at Chen Xun, who was willing to aggravate her injuries.

Chen Xun greeted the eighteen generations of the purple-shirted ancestors one by one in his heart. If he was given a single order like this, Jiang Xingkong would not have to take action. Anyone under his command could strangle him ten or eight times if he stretched out his fingers, unless he forced the blood of the six-armed troll in the Void Yuan Bead.

"Your strength is really good. Although Jiang Xingkong is too careless, you can break Jiang Xingkong's divine armor and Dharma body by just fencing the sword. Are you following the path of sword cultivation or refining the body of gods and demons?" asked the purple-shirted woman again.

Chen Xun was so angry that he thought to himself that your mother was so curious, so she couldn't stop and have a good chat?

"I want to find a place to rest for two days. Are you familiar with this nearby?" asked the purple-shirted woman.

Chen Xun could sense Jiang Xingkong's spiritual consciousness coming from a very far distance. Once he was single with the purple-shirted woman, Jiang Xingkong might not chase him, but the thirteen black-armored cavalry under his command would never let him go. If he continued to force himself to follow the purple-shirted woman, Jiang Xingkong would not have to send someone to attack him, and he would not have been able to run away and die of vomiting blood in a short time.
Chapter completed!