Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1390 Soul Slayer Claw

"Okay, let's go."

With a thought in Jian Fengyun's mind, a formula appeared in his hand.

Behind him, nine green dragons rushed out and directly charged at the strong man in the Spirit Forest Holy Land.

"do not want!"

The strong man in Lingsen Holy Land instantly felt the breath of death, roared in panic, burned his blood, improved his cultivation, and sacrificed the platinum-level top-quality mind-protecting state, trying to protect his whole body.

However, under the huge mouths of the nine green dragons, Hu Xinjing was directly shattered.

Longwei filled the air, tearing his body apart in an instant.

The scarlet blood spattered, and the whole body was torn apart, turning into blood mist all over the sky.

"hiss--"

Everyone gasped when they saw this scene.

"Let's do it together."

With a wave of Jian Fengyun's hand, the Nine Dragons in the void dissipated.

Dressed in white clothes, hunting, with black hair fluttering in the air.

The warriors of the three forces looked at the scene in front of them, showing panic.

Obviously, Jian Fengyun's sudden burst of combat power was truly terrifying.

"Boy, how dare you kill someone from my Lingsen Holy Land? You are finished. After leaving the five mysterious realms, our Poison Lingsen Holy Land will definitely attack and kill you."

The only remaining middle-aged Lingsen Holy Land said with gritted teeth.

He knew that Jian Fengyun's strength was probably higher than his.

The strong man who made the move is a six-star Shenzong Realm, and he is an outer sect elder in Lingsen Holy Land. Although he has the same status as him, his combat power is higher.

Most importantly, he is the uncle of Holy Son Lingsen.

Now, he died here, even if he returned alive, he would probably be punished.

"That's right, even if you are the Son of Heaven, I, the Poison Spirit Clan, are not afraid."

The old woman of the Poison Spirit Clan had a cold and authentic expression, and her withered old face was full of murderous intent.

She was severely injured by Jian Fengyun, and also smashed a gold-level top-quality artifact, which made her lose all face.

"I, the Golden Crow, will not be afraid of you."

The old man of the Golden Crow tribe also spoke, and the golden demonic power surged from his body.

A member of the Jinwu clan was killed, and if he was provoked by Jian Fengyun again, if he just ignored it, he would probably be punished when he returned to the outside world.

The order within the Golden Crow Clan is very strict.

"Why do you talk so much, hurry up, I still have something to do."

Jian Fengyun glanced at his eyes, his face was calm, and he pretended to be impatient and said
"Hmph, courting death!"

The old man of the Golden Crow tribe was the first to strike, and the withered old hand stretched out directly. Behind him, a golden crow was condensed by the terrifying golden demon power. Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as a big golden bird.

The Golden Crow emerged, filled with terrifying power, and grabbed Jian Fengyun with one claw.

The golden monster power condensed on the golden claw, exuding a penetrating aura.

It seems that as long as it is caught by that claw, it will be severely injured if it is not dead.

"it is good."

Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed, and he continued to move, using the unicorn method to bless the body.

He punched the sharp claws of the Golden Crow.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and fists and claws collided.

The terrifying aftermath spread out, and Jian Fengyun's figure was knocked back seven or eight feet.

Everyone looked after them, and saw several wounds on his right arm, one of which was more than a foot long and looked very oozing, and the other two were also bloody. And the flesh.

Jian Fengyun frowned, feeling a pain in his right arm.

With his Heaven Swallowing Divine Body and the power of the Qilin Method, he was unable to repel the sharp claws of the Golden Crow, and was even injured by it.

The Jinwu clan is worthy of being the descendants of ancient fierce beasts.

One of the eight tribes of the Yaozu, its reputation is well-deserved.

"Hmph, Son of Heaven, that's all!"

The old man of the Golden Crow clan who made the move let out a soft snort, with a murderous look in his stern old eyes.

He originally thought that Jian Fengyun was difficult to deal with and didn't want to do it, but since the other party wanted to force him, he became a little angry and wanted to kill him directly.

Therefore, he used all his strength as soon as he made a move, urging the Golden Crow Clan's direct transmission method.

Soul Slayer Claw!
This is only the first and most common true method of the Golden Crow Clan's inheritance, but it is also very precious, because it is after all the inheritance left by the ancient Golden Crow.

One move at the time is enough to kill souls and crush opponents of the same realm.

"Old bird, I really underestimated you."

Jian Fengyun narrowed his eyes, and the next moment he moved the formula in his hand.

Stimulated by the Azure Dragon Method, the vitality was condensed on the physical body, and the wound on his arm disappeared and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just now, when he collided with that golden crow's sharp claws, a scripture was born in his soul sea.

The scriptures deduced by Zhan Yan Shengfa are very mysterious.

Just one sentence made him feel an extraordinary feeling.

As expected of the inheritance of the ancient beast Golden Crow, it seems that you can't act too hastily, you have to slowly fight against it, and steal this mysterious and unparalleled true method.

Jian Fengyun secretly said in his heart.

"Dare to provoke at the moment of death, under the claws of the Miehun of my Jinwu clan, even the four great beasts of the year have to avoid the edge for the time being."

The old man of the Golden Crow clan snorted coldly.

There was a look of contempt in the words, which sounded a bit contemptuous, but in fact, there was still a light of vigilance in his cloudy eyes.

The image of Jian Fengyun attacking and killing the strong man in Lingsen Holy Land just now is vivid in his memory.

His battle cannot be underestimated.

"Jian Fengyun, return Elder Morishan's order!"

The middle-aged martial artist in the Shenzong realm of Lingsen Holy Land narrowed his eyes, seized the right moment, and struck directly.

A green dragon appeared behind him, almost the same as the green dragon congealed by the dead Elder Mori Shan.

A dragon cry almost directly hit Jian Fengyun's chest.

"Jian Fengyun, take your life!"

The old woman of the Poison Spirit Tribe turned cold and shot at the same time.

A seal was formed in her withered palm, forming a huge forest green grimace, which fell from behind Jian Fengyun to his back.

Obviously, she planned to use Jian Fengyun to resist Qinglong when Qinglong had no time to take care of it, and let this grimace directly kill Jian Fengyun.

A terrifying poisonous mist spread behind Jian Fengyun.

"Soul Slayer Claw!"

The old man of the Golden Crow who had just stopped, saw this great opportunity, without hesitation, once again condensed a phantom of the Golden Crow, clawing at Jian Fengyun with sharp claws.

All three forces have strong players to take action, and the situation seems to be very unfavorable for Jian Fengyun.

Everyone stared with bated breath.

The atmosphere instantly became silent.

"Are you finally planning to join forces?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

His body was motionless.

Just quietly suspended in the void, waiting for the three attacks to fall.

Xuanwu method!
Just when the three attacks were about to fall on him, the formula in his hand disappeared in a flash.

Around the body, a Xuanwu phantom directly emerged.

The three-party attack landed on the xuanwu phantom, and there was a roar.

(End of this chapter)