Peerless little Shennong

Chapter 1274 Zanjiro

Thousands of ghosts screamed and attacked Jiro, and the eighth level of Jiankujue should not be underestimated.

This kind of nirvana is the deadliest martial art against ordinary people, but for Pangu Realm masters, these ghosts are really not enough for such masters to kill them.

The eighth level of Jiankujue's Ghost Crying God Crying was only resisted for two seconds before being wiped out by Jiro, and two seconds was enough to show the power of Jiankujue's unique skill.

This is the Celestial Martial Arts transformed by Lu Xiaobei with Heaven-Defying Judgment. If it is not reformed, it is just its original Supreme Martial Arts rank, I am afraid that even a second is a luxury.

There are four seconds left, and Zishu still needs four seconds to restrain Jiro.

Lu Xiaobei didn't have many trump cards left, except for Fu Ding's ancient secret technique, only the ninth level of Jiankujue, Wanshi Jiuku, was left.

Without enough time to think about it, Lu Xiaobei took the ninth level of martial arts of Wanshi Jiuku as his last hole card. He wanted to use the ancient secret technique of Fu Ding for another three seconds, and at the last second he released the must-have of Wanshi Jiuku. Killing skills and martial arts.

After making up his mind, Lu Xiaobei put away the Dragon Sword and released his mental power again.

He had already been forced by Jiro to the main hall of the imperial palace. At this time, Jiro's body's medicinal effect was at its peak, and the aura of Pangu Realm was quite strong.

Lu Xiaobei can't confront him head-on, as a third-level earth talisman talisman master, he can only control one-tenth of the masters of the Pangu realm.

If the opponent is any rank below the Pangu Realm, Lu Xiaobei can use his mental power to control the opponent like a puppet.

Lu Xiaobei used the Shadow Talisman this time.

In Lu Xiaobei's opinion, the shadow talisman is a very tricky spiritual power spell.

Trickiness is reflected in the shadow talisman that can manipulate the shadow of a person at will. No matter what state or cultivation level you are in, once the shadow is taken away by spiritual power, the shadow can kill people, and even kill opponents invisibly.

Since there is a sun, there must be shadows.

While retreating, Lu Xiaobei released the Shadow Talisman Technique.

Jiro was eager to kill Lu Xiaobei because his medicine had a time limit.

Once the drug expires, his real cultivation level is comparable to that of Lu Xiaobei, and he may even be killed by Lu Xiaobei.

Therefore, he had to use the limited time of the medicine to kill Lu Xiaobei quickly in the Pangu Realm, and then he could kill the emperor and others.

But his wishful thinking seems to be in vain.

Even if he was able to kill Lu Xiaobei, there was still a Zishu who never made a move.

What's more, how could Lu Xiaobei be killed so easily?
Jiro's distraction gave Lu Xiaobei enough time to cast the shadow talisman.

The manipulation of mental power captured Jiro's shadow in an instant.

Jiro dashed forward, but was suddenly tripped by something.

Surprised, Jiro hurriedly lowered his head to check, and he took a breath when he saw it.

A group of shadows grabbed Jiro's ankle desperately, coiling his legs as if they had taken root on the ground.

"What the hell is this?" Jiro exclaimed.

Movement was restricted, Lu Xiaobei stagnated in mid-air and concentrated all his mental power.

This secret technique gave Lu Xiaobei two seconds, and he had held Jiro back for eight seconds.

There are two seconds left, two seconds in the moment of life and death.

Jiro concentrated his breath, a black breath shot out from the palm of his hand and landed directly, Fangwashun under his feet was chopped into pieces by the black energy, and the black shadow was torn apart by Jiro's black energy.

In an instant, there was only a faint shadow coiled around Jiro's feet, obviously this thin shadow had no threat to Jiro anymore.

Shadow Talisman helped Lu Xiaobei delay for two seconds, which is already quite awesome.

In the next two seconds, Jiro entered a state of rage, and the black air all over his body was like thick smoke from an explosion. The cloud of black air transformed into a long black dragon, roaring and rushing towards Lu Xiaobei.

As long as he is entangled by this black energy, Lu Xiaobei will lose his skin even if he does not die.

Without any hesitation, without any time to think, Lu Xiaobei decisively swiped the Youlong Sword, and he shouted: "The ninth level of the sword is dead, the nine dead forever!"

"This is the last hole card. After playing this hole card, Lu Xiaobei will be at the end of his rope. If he has one, he will only be left with an unyielding will.

The whole sky was a withered yellow color, and even the sun seemed to be inferior at this time.

Ten thousand generations and nine ruins, the nine ruins are the nine worlds.

The earth has become a barren yellow, the sky has become a barren yellow, and even the shadows of people have been barren...

The powerful aura of desolation enveloped Jiro's whole body, and the black aura in his body quickly dissolved the aura of desolation.

The two breaths are fighting for their lives, endlessly fighting for their lives.

The sound of the collision was like thunder, like a rift, like a landslide.

rumbling...

clack clack...

The sound of shattering was everywhere, the hall was shattering, the ground was shattering, and even this day seemed unable to withstand the collision of two powerful auras.

Two seconds between life and death, Lu Xiaobei did it.

Just as Jiro broke through the barren atmosphere and swung an invisible black knife towards Lu Xiaobei, a blue figure turned into a sharp sword in the barren yellow and rushed towards Jiro.

The blue figure is Zishu.

At the critical moment, Zishu attacked.

The blue lightning that turned into a sharp sword caught up with Jiro like a flash, and slashed across with the sword.

Jiro's clusters of black aura were chopped off in an instant, and his body was also cut in half.

The aura of desolation was fading, the blue aura prevailed, and Jiro's black aura disappeared in an instant as if blown by a strong wind.

Jiro is dead!The body was torn in half!
Lu Xiaobei was dragged by the Zishu and placed on the ground.

"Master, we won!" Zishu said happily.

"If you were a second late, you probably wouldn't be able to see me." Lu Xiaobei said angrily.

"It's okay, okay!" Zishu chuckled.

"Zishu, bring Jiro's head here, I want to cheer up our soldiers!" Lu Xiaobei was not in a hurry to rest, because Zhang Xueliang and the others were still fighting with the other members of the Daban Continental Mission.

At this time, Lu Xiaobei needs to help boost morale, and Jiro's head is undoubtedly the most suitable.

With a light wave of Zishu's paw, Jiro's head was dragged up by an invisible force.

Lu Xiaobei flew away, You Longjian picked up Jiro's head to a high place, followed by Zishu.

From a high place, Lu Xiaobei raised his arms and shouted: "Jiro's head is here, the soldiers of Zhenwu Continent will take the weapons in your hands and kill these bastards like me!"

Lu Xiaobei, who raised his arms and shouted like a god of war, his voice was loud and clear, piercing the sky!
"Prince Jiro is dead? How is this possible!" the missionary from Daban mainland exclaimed.

"What should we do? There are so many of them, how can we fight?"

"Escape!"

On the other hand, the soldiers from Zhenwu Continent, when they saw Jiro's head lifted by Prince Lu's long sword, they were all outraged.

"Miscellaneous hair Jiro is dead, and his head was beheaded by Lord Lu, what else do we have to be afraid of? Kill!"

The sound of killing is everywhere, and all the soldiers in Zhenwu Continent are like chicken blood. They want to drive the bastards from Daban Continent out of Zhenwu Continent. This is their own territory, and this is to defend their own territory. !
(End of this chapter)