My talent is resurrection

Chapter 265 Please God
Zou Ma looked at Chen Jiu, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was slightly thoughtful.

The flying sword named "Guanhua" trembled slightly, and the blood on the tip of the sword boiled under the trembling of the flying sword.

I was thinking about it.

It seems that Chen Jiu has made some progress compared with the last time. Although he doesn't want to believe it, Chen Jiu showed something strange when he fought with them before.

It seemed that every time Chen Jiu died, he would be stronger when he was resurrected.

And it is the purest technical enhancement.

Sometimes you will wonder if you are on a horse, if you fight this Chen Jiu, do you count as a trick to this Chen Jiu?

Perhaps this is the reason why the great power of the human race let Chen Jiu come here.

But if you think about it carefully, it's impossible. If you say hello, there are not a few heavenly beings in the human race who can feed Chen Jiu, and you don't have to go to the battlefield.

There are more and more doubts in Zou Ma's heart, but there is one thing that is not doubtful, that is, Chen Jiu is indeed getting stronger. From the beginning, he barely matched the combat power of the celestial beings, and now he can challenge the best of the celestial beings like him.

Chen Jiu stretched out his hands, spread them out towards the walking horse, tilted his head, and asked with a grin.

"Why didn't you come?"

Returning to the horse's mind, he looked at Chen Jiu, stretched out his hands after taking the weight, and made a sword formula in front of his chest, and replied.

"Raise the sword."

This is a quiz.

The flying sword named "Guanhua" screamed twice, extremely happy, the tip of the sword stared at Chen Jiu, and there was blood on Chen Jiu's chest.

Chen Jiu stretched out his arm.

make a fist.

Get a big drink.

"Come!"

The flames skyrocketed.

Zouma nodded, switched his sword tactics, pointed at Chen Jiu, and said softly.

"go."

The flying sword "Guanhua" whimpered and turned, and the entire sword body twisted wildly in the void, attracting the aura of heaven and earth.

Then a meal.

"call out!"

Feijian was gone.

Chen Jiu's pupils were wide open, and there was fire and blood burning in them. His eyes could see through the void.

Then one punch.

Together with the fierce flying sword that pierced the void, the inner pressure of the spiritual energy gathered at one point.

The monks who reacted looked shocked, and even some monks couldn't stop shaking.

Heavenly Sword Cultivator's flying sword killing intent is really shocking!

But Chen Jiu blocked it.

The flying sword "Guanhua" was thrown towards Chen Jiu and kept drilling. Chen Jiu punched the flying sword fiercely and never retreated a bit.

The sword formula in Zouma's hand turned over, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to gather on the sword, creating another huge momentum.

Chen Jiu gritted his teeth, his fist had been pierced by the flying sword, and his internal fist bones were shattered inch by inch. Strong martial arts protected the fist bones, and he was still resisting.

Feijian screamed, seemingly impatient, and his strength soared, directly stabbing Chen Jiu's entire fist, and was about to stab along his arm towards his chest.

Chen Jiu's teeth were bitten to pieces, bleeding from his orifices, and he cursed loudly.

"Fuck you."

The wick in his body suddenly burst at this moment, and the flames burned Chen Jiu's lungs from the inside to the outside first, and then went out.

With the help of this wick fire, Chen Jiu directly ignited the arm of the broken fist, and turned it into ashes in an instant, leaving only a flame burning so that Feijian screamed!
Zouma looked surprised and let out a surprise.

"Immortal sword?"

"Guanhua" couldn't bear Chen Jiu's burning flames anymore, and quickly returned after screaming, hanging behind the walking horse, not daring to show his head.

Chen Jiu stood on the spot, silent, dripping with blood, the sudden flames all over his body had been extinguished, and his whole body was like a candle in the wind, looking extremely fragile.

The foreign monks in the city couldn't bear to look at it anymore, they were quite sad, and some monks had already started to shout anxiously.

"Heavenly cultivator, why don't you go and save him?"

Although the monks in the city were also worried, they looked calm and waved to the monks outside the city.

"It's okay, wait and see, let you know why Chen Jiu can be called God of War."

The foreign monk was worried and confused, "Is this really all right?"

The monks in the city nodded.

"Look at Chen Jiu's pretense."

Zou Ma frowned slightly, and said.

"Sure enough, you still have the trump card. The quality of the fireworks on your body is so high that it can even melt into my flying sword, and you still have the sword intent on your body. Although you can't guess the grade, it is definitely not easy."

Chen Jiu raised his head with difficulty, coughing hot blood from his mouth, and walked back towards the horse.

"Why think so much, you will understand if you try it."

Shaking his head on horseback, with a rare helpless expression, he replied.

"I'm not like you, who can start over indefinitely. There's no need to take the risk of melting and breaking the flying sword to draw the sword. Besides, you can't beat me."

Chen Jiu stood up slowly, swallowing the blood that was about to be coughed up, and wanted to reach out again, but his left hand was broken, so he stretched out his right hand and smiled with difficulty.

"Let's ask, how did I lose?"

Zou Ma rubbed his eyelids with his hands, and said helplessly.

"From the perspective of the battlefield situation, not only did you not lose, but you also won."

After all, Chen Jiu, a Nascent Soul cultivator who can barely match the combat power of a celestial being, can hold him back as a celestial sword cultivator, which is really profitable.

At this time, Chen Jiu's body could no longer support him, so he simply fell down and sat down, spitting blood at the walking horse and laughing.

"You can try it too, and see who kills faster between the two of us."

His Nascent Soul physical cultivation, may not be able to run away. This Celestial Sword Cultivator kills fast.

He shook his head, "There's no need to compare, and you can't compare. Besides, I won't be here to hold you back."

Chen Jiu's expression froze.

Walking on horseback, he continued: "The great power of the Yaozu thinks that you are not worthy of me, so he asked another celestial being from the Yaozu to hold you back. His strength should be a little higher than yours. You can fight slowly."

After Zouma said this, he went straight to the sky with his sword and participated in the battlefield between monks and monks.

Chen Jiu's eyes froze.

A black robe appeared where the horse was originally walking.

The black robe fluttered in the air, and the scene inside was extremely dark, like a void, devouring the surrounding aura.

The black robe suddenly sneered.

"The mere Nascent Soul human race, relying on the supernatural power of immortality, dares to be so ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the earth, and challenge my demon clan celestial beings here, who don't know how to live or die."

Chen Jiugang wanted to answer.

A ray of nothingness suddenly shot from the black robe, corroding the void, and completely pierced Chen Jiu's chest.

The black robe sneered.

"Come on, resurrect one and show me?"

Chen Jiu's body slowly fell to the ground.

A large formation protruded from the side of the black robe, and dozens of emptiness lights condensed behind it, slender and sharp, piercing the void, like a spear.

The black-robed monster of this formation has been arranged for a long time, and it also uses a formation eye given to it by a high-level celestial demon from the Yaozu, just to kill Chen Jiu infinitely and instantly afterwards.

What kind of nascent infant can reach heaven and man?
It's just fanciful and false talk.

Heaven and man kill Yuanying, it is as easy as picking something out of a bag.

Chen Jiu was shocked when he fell to the ground, and stood up instantly.

The black-robed monster trembled, and dozens of void spears suddenly pierced, drawing a terrifying void scar.

Chen Jiu waved his hand, shaking his tattered green shirt, like an ant under the [-]-meter void crack.

He suddenly said loudly.

"Please."

The world trembled.

The stars of the universe responded.

Taoism 24 characters.

Please God.

Behind Chen Jiu, there is a towering golden martial god, whose body is like a star, and he punches it away.

Shattered mountains and rivers.

(End of this chapter)