I'm not immortal

Chapter 291 Do You Believe When I Say It?
The devil swallowed and breathed out thick black energy that was almost liquid, as if it was oil.

The black qi swept across, covering the whole body of the demon king, forming a layer of extremely thick armor. Along with the thick armor, there was a pair of ferocious arm blades on both arms.

The Yougui King, who had become ten feet tall, raised his arm blade high, with crystal-like ghost energy concentrated on it, in order to counter the phoenix that descended from the sky.

"cracking!!!"

Accompanied by the loud and clear cry of the fire phoenix, the demon king and the fire phoenix collided together!
"boom!!!"

Thunder on the ground!
The corner of Jiang Qi's clothes was blown by the strong aftermath, and he took a step back with his whole body.

Even Jiang Qi was like this, let alone other evil spirits who were not worthy to watch that battlefield at all.

Just in the aftermath, it is unknown how many evil ghosts were scattered.

This collision lasted longer than Jiang Qi expected, Jiang Qi thought it would be a tug of war.

But soon, the aftermath calmed down.

Jiang Qi frowned, waved his hand and let out a gust of wind, blowing away the smoke and dust that filled the battlefield not far away.

The scene after the collision made Jiang Qi's frown deepen.

The demon king, who was originally more than ten feet tall, has recovered to about two feet. It is not his own gathered figure, but he was beaten back.

The black qi armor also turned into strands of black paint and dissipated, and there was no longer that solid "solid" feeling.

Ghost King was seriously injured.

Jiang Qi saw the message.

Even the best fighting form can't be maintained, and it's not much worse if it's not a serious injury.

But the problem is that Zhao Yun, who is the opponent of the Ghost King,
The heroic and rebellious young general disappeared, replaced by Jiang Qi who was as old as when he first met.

But the beard and hair are no longer that shiny white, but haggard gray.

As a heroic soul, the external image can intuitively reflect the state of this heroic soul.

Now Zhao Yun is on the verge of the heroic soul disappearing.

After all, Zhao Yun's background is too shallow.

As a heroic soul, the foundation lies in the incense, but the incense of a Zilong Temple is far inferior to the beliefs of the second master and the prime minister that are almost all over Kyushu.

The last time he resisted Jiang Qi's Five Thunder Talisman, he was already going back to the statue to cultivate.

Of course that is not Zhao Yun's limit, it is now.

The current Zhao Yun first summoned the Zhaoye Jade Lion who lived and died together through time, and then charged and killed the evil spirits countless times, even killing the evil spirits so hard that they couldn't leave the exit.

Then he forcibly gathered his energy and spirit, and recovered to his best condition. With the attitude of a dragon descending from the earth on the Changban slope in the past, he swung an amazing bird towards the phoenix.

This series of consumption, for the heroic soul Zhao Yun, is definitely overdrawn in exchange for a lot of things.

It would be better to say that Zhao Yun's ability to achieve this step has exceeded Jiang Qi's expectation by a lot.

The second master's words were once again confirmed.

Zilong's bravery is only seen by a certain family.

But no matter what, in this collision, the ghost king was even better.

"I won!"

The Ghost King proudly declared victory.

Standing to the end under the enemy's desperate blow, the ghost king is indeed qualified to be proud and to enjoy the victory.

Not far away, even though he was standing, Zhao Yun, who had no energy to make even a single movement, had a smile on his lips.

With the helplessness of the hero's twilight, with the self-deprecating self-deprecation.

But more, it is still unrestrained.

"My friend, I'm sorry."

Zhao Yun sounded like a mosquito, and murmured: "In the end, I still need you to clean up the mess."

"Old general, please rest for a while."

Jiang Qi took two steps forward, the thunder on the dagger in his hand became gloomy, it was the thunder that was compressing and condensing.

"Watch the junior behead it."

"it is good"

Zhao Yun barely moved the corners of his eyes, which was the largest movement he could do.

In fact, falling down now is the best choice. To preserve the last strength, even half-kneeling is better than standing.

But Zhao Yun would rather stand.

Will definitely be standing.

"Wheel fight?"

King Yougui looked at Jiang Qi, looked up to the sky and said with a long smile: "What is this king afraid of? Come!"

The ghost king at this moment is not in the best state, it can even be said that the state is very poor, and Zhao Yun's sacrifice of Bai Niao Chaofeng cannot be easily blocked.

Ghost King is also desperate.

The difference is that it won, Zhao Yun lost,

And under the great victory, the edge of life and death has wandered around. The current ghost king has a dazzling heart of a strong man.

State of mind is the hard criterion for determining combat power.

The Specter King, who is on the verge of a big victory, is already on the verge of breaking through, and it doesn't matter whether his state is good or bad.

It can even be said that it is expecting Jiang Qi to threaten it.

Once again in a dangerous situation between life and death, You Ghost King is confident that he will definitely be able to break through and stand up!
After all, he is the king of the eight thousand li ghost world. When the critical moment comes, he still has the courage.

"Sa!"

What responded to the Ghost King was an undetectable hum.

In an instant, Jiang Qi had arrived in front of the Ghost King at some point, and the dagger in his hand, which had been specially extended by Thunder for horse fighting, had returned to its original length again.

But the thunder above did not decrease but increased, more solid, and more irritable!

Caught off guard, all You Ghost King could do was to raise the remaining blades on his arms to block the knife!

"Fuck."

Accompanied by the sizzle of tooth acid, the almost liquid thunder collided with the crystallized black energy, ejecting inexplicable material fragments.

"champion!"

Jiang Qi didn't wait for the saber power to be exhausted, he twisted his waist and changed his move, and the thunderous saber light suddenly appeared!
"Ah!"

You Ghost King sneered unhurriedly, the guy in front of him had hidden the last knife champion, which really surprised him.

But as the ghost king who fought from the bottom, Yougui King didn't feel that he could be seen, and even cut off his clone to hurt him again.

The Yougui King could tell that this set of saber skills was amazing, but the guy in front of him relied entirely on his talent to use it, rather than relying on the skills he had honed over thousands of years.

Then, even the near-perfect knife technique has flaws!
Including this knife champion!

You Ghost King sneered, and swung his arm blade to Jiang Qi's weak point ahead of time!
He can't detect it!

The ghost king thought happily.

But at the next moment, the kid who was calling for the championship turned the dagger in his hand upside down, and slashed at its neck like an antelope's horns at an extremely tricky angle!

This knife is not a champion!

"Pfft!"

The knife pierced into the flesh, but it was not the ghost king's neck, but its arm.

At the very end, the ghost king still reacted and blocked the assassin's knife at the cost of sacrificing half of his arm.

What is this knife!
The ghost king's face darkened.

He actually relied on that supernatural talent to change his moves halfway!Even counting that I will make arrangements in advance!

But that was a countermeasure against "Champion", not against "Yanzhi"!

Jiang Qi succeeded in one blow, but did not pursue, because there was no good opportunity, and looked at Yougui King mockingly.

"You believe me when I tell you?"

"Then come again."

"Fifth style, champion!"

(End of this chapter)