The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 341
When Song Jia found out that Bai Xiang was also difficult to deal with, his fate was already doomed, and Jiang Xin collided head-on with Chen Xing.

For this kind of person who wants to escape, assassination is not very useful. As long as he protects a few vital parts of his body to ensure that he will not be killed instantly, he can run out in two or three breaths.

And once he was allowed to run to a place where there were people or surveillance, Jiang Xin would be unable to do anything.

Therefore, for this kind of people, we can only stop them head-on, and then we will see how to kill them later.

In order to kill Jiang You, Jiang Xin took the initiative to disperse the Fenghou Qimen. Now it has only been a few tens of seconds, and there is no way to reopen it, so they can only touch each other physically.

Whoosh—

The bright yellow golden light curse unfolded on the surface of Jiang Xin's body, protecting Jiang Xin like a golden bell, and then he stepped on his foot, bombarding Chen Xing with a golden beam.

With a bang, the sharp air flow scattered in all directions, completely sweeping away the surrounding dust, and the gray-white qi was agitating on Chen Xing's body like a raging flame, intertwined with the Golden Light Curse, like two flames competing for a score.

"Finally out!"

Looking at Jiang Xin through the gray and golden qi, Chen Xing's eyes were full of angry killing intent. Under the full of resentment, the power in his body was completely stimulated, and a more rapid force burst out from Chen Xing, like a wave passed it on.

boom!
His body was like steel, and Chen Xing's turbulent aura surged from his body. With all his strength, the concrete floor of the unfinished unfinished building seemed to be shaken by a hammer, with broken stones shooting out and cracks filling the air.

However, even though Chen Xing was like a heavily armored tank at this time, Jiang Xin shrouded in golden light remained motionless like a mountain, only the breath on his body became thicker and thicker, in order to support the pressure from Chen Xing.

"good."

Feeling the force coming from his arm, layer upon layer like a wave, trying to destroy his body and the golden light, Jiang Xin grinned slightly, revealing a mocking smile in Chen Xing's view.

Today, Jiang Xin possesses no fewer means related to body enhancement. As time goes by, before reaching the limit, his body is strengthening every moment. Changes, the defensive power of the golden light spell and other protective methods has surpassed the original version.

It can force Jiang Xin to use more power to defend against his attack. Chen Xing's current power is already strong enough. If it were a few months ago, Jiang Xin would absolutely be unstoppable. Unfortunately, there are not a few now. months ago.

Wisps of golden yellow were scattered like smoke under Chen Xing's impact, but Jiang Xin in the golden light did not suffer any substantial impact. On the contrary, he still had enough strength to launch a counterattack.

Facing Chen Xing's four palms, under the flow of energy, the strength in Jiang Xin's hand became more and more behind him, and with the help of a crack under his feet, with the help of the reaction force, Jiang Xin, like the golden light of war god, broke through instantly. the original impasse.

Amidst a roar, Chen Xing's body was knocked out uncontrollably, and in front of him, Jiang Xin clenched his hands with five fingers, and a turbid black appeared in the palm of his hand, and then quickly spread to the entire fist.

The next moment, a black fist shadow suddenly blasted out.

boom!
The black mist whizzed out like abyssal devil energy, and washed over Chen Xing's body like ink in an instant.

The gray-white qi could not resist the black air at all, and in just one breath, the qi of the five evils and five ghosts was driven into his body by Jiang Xin.

Invading the body and turbid soul, Chen Xing's sieve-like spirit that had been corroded by his hands alone could not resist the erosion of the little devil's evil spirit. In just a few seconds, wisps of black energy that seemed to be absent came from him. escaped from the body.

Sufficient origin is a good thing, because it can support a better defense to resist the erosion of the devil's evil spirit, but if there is only sufficient origin but no corresponding defense force, then it is a mobile blood bank.

Jiang Xin has never experimented with how bad air and little ghosts work in the human body and the spiritual world, so she cannot accurately calculate how long it will take for bad air and little ghosts to disintegrate and destroy a different person's physical defense.

But in just a few seconds, Chen Xing exuded the characteristic black energy, which still surprised Jiang Xin.

But being surprised doesn't mean that Jiang Xin will hold back.On the contrary, taking advantage of the fire to rob and beat the dogs in the water has always been his favorite thing to do.

Jiang Xinhe moved his hands so many times, even if some people were about to die, there was no such black energy on their bodies, which meant that the body's defense had completely collapsed, but now they saw it.

For Henglian Yiren, the disintegration of body defense is a very well-known thing.

Jiang Xin just stretched out his finger, and a dense electric arc appeared in the air, and then hooked on Chen Xing like a twisted hook.

A flash of lightning flashed by, and Chen Xing, who was steadying his body and heading towards Jiangxin, suddenly lost his feet, and then felt his legs were out of control, and then he fell heavily on the ground, and then an unbearable feeling of numbness and softness was born come out.

"Tsk."

Watching Chen Xing fall down, Jiang Xin couldn't help showing a hint of amusement in his eyes.

The energy in the body flowed according to the way of eating energy, and one after another energy breath penetrated into Chen Xing's body like a devil's claw to grab it out, and he himself started chatting with Chen Xing.

"Being paralyzed by lightning so quickly, I have lived for such a long time and killed so many people, and you are the first."

"Who are you!" Chen Xing was lying sideways on the ground, unable to move a finger, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Xin, trying to see Jiang Xin's appearance and figure clearly through the chaotic Yuan Qi. .

"Who am I? Good question."

Jiang Xin smiled: "But it's a pity, you can only take this question to the underground and ask Hades, maybe someone in a good mood will tell you, but I am more inclined to touch people, and you will never have a chance to know."

Jiang Xin didn't care about Chen Xing's resentful gaze, while quickly absorbing the Qi breath in his body, he looked at Song Jia who had been completely suppressed in a space by the black and white images.

In the Inhuman Realm, victory with less is more, either restraining the opponent, or there is one place that is outstanding.

But look at Song Jia, his methods are restrained by the statue, and the rest are all mediocre, and he doesn't have the capital to win more with less.

And as the policy of attacking statues has turned into consumption, Song Jia's defeat is a foregone conclusion.

But Jiang Xin didn't want to see this happen.

Under the war of attrition, Song Jia will definitely die, but there will not be much Qi left on his body. He came here this time for the Qi, and the act of plucking the feathers of the geese, how can he tolerate that he has nothing to gain.

So, after absorbing the qi from Chen Xing's body and killing him, Jiang Xin reached out and took out the flying knife at the transformed stage from his body.

With a slight tremor of the wrist, a sharp sword energy was attached to the blade, and then it was turned into a silver light and shot out with the power of thought.

The light of the knife flickered, and Song Jia, who was extremely Yasuo's dodge space by the two statues, couldn't cope with the surprise attack of the flying knife, and the attack launched by the statue at the same time made him fall into despair.

Two fists are no match for four hands, let alone a throwing knife now.

After a smear of blood, Song Jia's body trembled violently, and the movements of his hands suddenly deformed. Then, the statue pierced through the defense and bombarded the lifeline.

After a few breaths, Song Jia died.

(End of this chapter)