From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Flames rose up in the mountains and forests, burning the surroundings like a copper urn.

The three people present watched helplessly as their natal flying sword disappeared into the night sky.

Wang Ai looked at the blood dripping from his hands. The mountain Buddha in his palm was easily broken without causing any impact at all.

"It's Wu Gensheng's divine spirit. We need to kill him before the flying sword comes back. Both of you should show your true abilities."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ci's body squirmed, and four arms stretched out, two of which protruded from his neck. The three heads and six arms were originally the Dharma form of the Buddhist Vajra, and after using the Red Hand to transform his body, he had roughly 30% of its power.

At the moment the Dharma image unfolded, the old man took the lead and attacked the powerful enemy first.

The Dacheng Ruyi Power wrapped around the three heads and six arms, and the wind from his fist swept through, and a gully appeared on the ground in an instant.

Jiang Yuan swung his sword, and when the sword and fist collided, there was a loud explosion like the collision of iron.

The drum-beating flower armor hand is performed in the sword mode, and the effect is exactly the same. It establishes the center palace, mobilizes the five internal organs to respond to the five elements, secretly conforms to the heavenly stems and earthly branches, interferes with the solar terms, causes four symptoms and six evils, and destroys the physical body.

After a collision, Lu Ci's expression changed slightly and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zheng Shanhai thrust out a sword from a distance, and white fire flew over a hundred steps away.

Jiang Yuan casually performed Tai Chi to attract the sparrow, and his physical body's magical power turned the stars and attracted the white fire, changing the direction and burning several of Wang Ai's red and green dragons in one fell swoop. At the same time, he threw away the long sword in his hand, forcing Lu Ci to stop retreating, and the two exchanged punches.

The second punch was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and Lu Ci vomited a mouthful of blood. This punch was more dangerous than the first one, and he seemed to hear the wailing of his internal organs.

Jiang Yuan did not retreat an inch. He dissipated his strength in the blink of an eye, then immediately activated his own flying sword, Lu Fanzhou, and instantly came in front of Lu Ci. Zheng Shanhai's Hundred-Step Flying Sword missed, and the fire snake rushed straight into the depths of the forest, extremely gorgeous.

The body and waist were united, and the strength was in unison. For a moment, Lu Ci was even a little dazed. It was the first time he had seen such a clean and concise boxing stance. In the subtle details of his vision, the bones and muscles worked in perfect coordination, until the end, the punch was like a landslide.

The third punch of the Flowery Armor Hand.

The surrounding fires were visibly dissipated.

The air burst open and a deafening sound of bells rang out.

The invisible fist force pinned the prey down in place.

Lu Ci held his six arms horizontally, forced to withstand the blow.

The skin was eroded, the flesh was turned into mud, and the bones were shattered. This punch broke six arms, and then hit the chest, detonating the evil energy deposited in the body.

Attacked from both inside and outside, the physical body with 30% of the defense of the Buddhist Vajra collapsed.

Lu Ci was already mentally confused, but Jiang Yuan did not hold back and continued to throw the fourth punch. The ground around him suddenly sank, like waves rising higher and higher. The power of this punch was even greater than the sum of the previous three.

At the critical moment, Zheng Shanhai approached bravely, and drew out the second of the three long swords behind him. He blocked the way of the fist without hesitation. The sword light was glittering, and he was like a fairy drawing a sword.

We must interrupt this guy's punching range, otherwise no one can withstand the fifth punch.

Wang Ai also knew this, and the hidden ghost king of Mangshan immediately showed up.

It has a green face and fangs, looks like a tiger, and has infinite strength. There are countless ancient tombs on the Mang Mountain in Luoyang, and countless evil spirits lingering around, which gave birth to such a leader of ghosts. Yin gives birth to yang, and although he is a dead soul, his body is so strong that few people in the world can match him.

When the fourth punch landed, the long sword in Zheng Shanhai's hand broke into pieces. When it was about to hit him, the Ghost King of Mangshan caught it. The air vibrated and waves rolled backwards, creating a tornado in the sea of ​​fire and forest.

Lu Ci forced himself to concentrate and used his double red hands to repair his body. His body became three inches shorter, but his three heads and six arms reappeared and he attacked together with Zheng Shanhai who had drawn his third sword. The Ghost King of Mangshan was hit hard and almost turned to ashes, but he also successfully interrupted the layers of drum-beating armor hands.

Seeing this, Wang Ai sacrificed the other ghosts to nourish the Ghost King, and the two moved forward at the same time.

In the sea of ​​fire, the four men surrounded and attacked with all their might.

After an exchange of two punches, Wang Ai's forearms were cracked like a net, leaving a long path in the flames, and he couldn't stop moving sideways. The moment the force dissipated, he rushed forward again and passed by Zheng Shanhai who was flying backwards.

"Three fourth realms surrounded and killed a third realm, and everyone would laugh at them if they told others about it."

Lu Ci was thrown to the ground. Jiang Yuan leaned over and punched through six arms again. Wang Ai's Mountain Buddha immediately came up to help his old friend survive.

"If they are all dead, no one will know."

At the horizon, the second natal flying sword, Wanfa Di, returned.

It took a little time to gather the "God's will" that had shattered and overflowed from the Sky Gate.

Jiang Yuan put his fingers together to form a sword, and his two natal flying swords circled around him, like yin and yang fish.

The sword energy in the body gushed out, forming a cold sword field. The extreme dryness drained the strength of the prey.

The traces of footsteps left in the previous battle seemed to light up one by one, and when connected together, they unexpectedly resembled the Taoist talisman for shrinking the earth.

At the same time, countless sword energy koi emerged from the palm of his hand.

The four merged into one, and the Three Lives Sword Formation rose up, enveloping the three of them.

Whenever the three of them were about to use their true Qi or abilities, Wanfadi would break the strangeness, and the Sword Qi Koi would be like being in the ocean in the sword domain, constantly gnawing at the defenses of its prey.

“There is room for improvement.”

Jiang Yuan stretched his hands forward, and thousands of golden threads densely weaved the loopholes in the Three Lives Sword Formation. Thunder plasma was poured into it to punish the ghosts. The Taoist talisman of shrinking the earth left by the Tongtian Talisman was enough to ensure that the prey could not escape. The possibility of defeating the prey with force was eliminated.

The Three Lives Sword Formation, as the name suggests, is a growable sword formation that derives all things and can be continuously added to, deleted from, and modified.

Two minutes later, Zheng Shanhai's last long sword was destroyed, and he, who had the weakest body, was eaten by the sword energy koi.

The painting technique of the enemy general Wang Ai was completely defeated by Wanfa, and Dou Zhuan Xing Yi separated him from the Ghost King of Mangshan. Fang Cunzhou was killed with a single sword, and the latter became an ownerless object and was captured by someone using the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique.

The Dacheng Ruyi Jin allowed Lu Ci to hold out the longest, just over five minutes. Jiang Yuan personally handed out a sword, and the several-meter-wide sword wave cut him in half and killed him.

After the battle, Jiang Yuan dispersed the Three Lives Sword Formation, which was probably his most threatening move at the moment, but it took some time to set up the formation, which was a rough combination of Feng Hou Qi Men's Ding Zhong Gong and Tong Tian Lu's Sui Xin Hua Fu.

Before the bodies were destroyed in the sea of ​​fire, the natal flying sword removed the devouring sacs from several people. This kind of thing was very rare and could only be made after being promoted to a formal weapon refiner. It was similar to space equipment.

Jiang Yuan found a bright red jade box, in which five pills were quietly placed. For the head of the family, perhaps the most critical inheritance of the family can only be entrusted to himself. As one of the Ten Lords, it is basically impossible for him to be killed in modern society. The bigger concerns are internal traitors and theft.

Jiang Yuan put away the bright red jade box and turned to look at the Ghost King of Mangshan. This was a ghost creature. He happened to have a demon-born King Kong on his side. Both of them were in the fourth realm. The soul and the body were combined into one, and there might be a chance to enter the pseudo-realm of heaven and man. After all, they were all specialized players with thick skin and flesh.

(End of this chapter)