Quanzhen Xianmen

Chapter 417 Killing Zhao Zhijing

Zhao Zhijing received an orthodox education, and some of them were led by masters, so he naturally understood the way.

Naturally, he couldn't wait for Bai Zhilei to grow to the point where he couldn't control it.

"Fifth-order spell, the body of the Flame God!"

boom!
A giant flame god appeared.

The flame god, holding a huge flame blade, directly slashed at the divine thunder.

boom!
The White Thunder and the Flame God collided head-on.

In Zhao Zhijing's expectation, since he had many magic weapons that amplified the power of the fire system, his fifth-level spells were already as strong as those at the second level of the Longevity Realm, even if the flame spells he used were no match for Jiang Feng.But the gap should not be too large.

Unexpectedly, the two sides were shocked!

flutter!
The flame god was dispelled in an instant.

And that white thunder turned into a bigger and more majestic force, and directly rushed towards Zhao Zhijing.

Zhao Zhijing never thought that such a situation would happen, and at this moment, he felt that no matter what, he could not escape this blow.He could only block: "Fifth-level spell, flame armor!" With a bang, a ten-foot-tall flame armor appeared around his body, enveloping himself in it.

The fifth-level magic flame armor, which uses flames to condense and transform into a god armor, has super strong defense power.

No matter what kind of spell or element it is, it will be burned by flames when it gets close.

Zhao Zhijing said silently in his heart, must, must, must block this blow!I can't die!
Jiang Feng began to promise that with only three strikes of spells, he would definitely be able to hold on.

The white thunder directly hit the flame armor.

These two spells belong to the same level in terms of attack power and defense power.

But the difference in rank between the two is too big, Bai Zhilei easily blasted through the flame armor, and the white thunder directly hit Zhao Zhijing's body, Zhao Zhijing had a lot of magic weapons on him, which weakened a lot The power of thunder and lightning.But even so, the lightning strike unceremoniously hit Zhao Zhijing's body, causing every cell in Zhao Zhijing's body to be in pain under the bombardment of lightning.

The thunder and lightning finally stopped.

However, Zhao Zhijing's whole body was already scorched black.His chest was barely heaving, which meant that he was only breathing his last breath.

"You are much weaker than I imagined. Three hits, one hit is enough for you, Zhao Zhijing. After 20 years, you haven't made much progress." Jiang Feng walked to Zhao Zhijing's side, shook his head, and said with some emotion.

"How could you be so strong?" Zhao Zhijing was so injured that he couldn't even vomit blood. The blood was completely smashed by the lightning just now. His internal organs are completely broken, and now he is hanging his last breath. In fact, it was his deep-seated hatred for Jiang Feng: "It's only been 20 years, how could you have progressed to this point. I am obviously the son of heaven, how many people have I defeated, including Yin Zhiping. I have a lot of famous teachers, I I have a strong backing. I have the support of countless juniors. I have a very high reputation. Why, why I am not as good as you. Since Shengyu, He Shengliang."

Jiang Feng shook his head: "What you said is just external conditions. All you think about is relying on other people, resources, and backers. All you think about is playing tricks, and your heart is not the heart of a strong man at all. A real strong man is not afraid, not afraid, and goes forward bravely. Gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and meet Buddhas."

"You are a weak person." Jiang Feng said lightly: "For the sake of you being the senior brother of Quanzhen Xianmen, please leave your last words."

Zhao Zhijing laughed crazily: "Jiang Feng, you think you can go far. It's ridiculous. You must not go far. People like Master Changchun are going to die soon. And once they die, you will be next. .I die now, and you will soon enter the underworld to accompany me."

"Oh, what's going on?" Jiang Feng was taken aback, and the movements of his hands slowed down a little.

Zhao Zhijing laughed loudly: "Master Danyang no longer intends to bear it any longer, and decided to kill Changchun Daoist's lineage. Anyway, now that the Quanzhen Immortal Sect has been reduced to the bottom, it is not afraid to lose some power."

"So that's it, I understand." Jiang Feng shook his head, swallowing and spitting out the sword in his hand, it had already pierced into Zhao Zhijing's heart, blood gushing out instantly.But Zhao Zhijing's Faxiang disappeared in an instant, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to escape.But how could Jiang Feng allow others to run away? The sword in his hand stabbed at the dharma face, and with a slap, the dharma face was broken into pieces and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Jiang Feng retracted his sword and returned it to its sheath.

In fact, it is also full of emotion.

I and Zhao Zhijing have been feuding since the Seven Sects Competition.

Later, he harmed himself in various ways and fought back in various ways.

However, behind him, there is a huge backing, which makes his counterattack quite weak.

Fortunately, now finally all the grudges are gone.

Jiang Feng casually collected the trophies on Zhao Zhijing's body, and found that this guy had a lot of trophies.

There are a lot of fifth-level fire spells.I don't need this, but, in the future, I might keep the characters who will be in the Longevity Realm under my hands.

Then, there are a lot of magic weapons.The fire-type bright pearls, the radiant sky-burning wheel, etc., all enhance the fire-type spells, and they are useless by themselves.

There is indeed a magic weapon called the Shenmu Sapphire Pendant, which is slightly smaller than a slap, and has a beautiful shape, and can weaken [-]% of the power of the wood spell that one receives.Including the wind and thunder spells under the big category of wood.There are not many immortal cultivators who use wood spells in the world of immortal cultivation.But there are quite a few people who use wind and thunder second-line spells.Just carry this thing with you.

Moreover, there are three hundred incense beads, and this person's net worth is quite rich.

Generally, on the first floor of the Longevity Realm, there are only about a hundred incense beads on the body.

Jiang Feng did the math. Last round, he killed the Demon Lord Bai and got five hundred. Now he got another three hundred. Now he has a total of about eight hundred incense beads.

"Sovereign. It's great that you're back. If it wasn't for your return, suzerain, I'm afraid we would all be wiped out here." Nangong Meng handed over Suishan Immortal Sect's suzerain order.

Jiang Feng took it casually, and picked it up: "Forget it, I'll be the suzerain of Suishan Immortal Sect for a while."

Nangong Meng was shocked at the moment: "The position of suzerain should always be left to you, suzerain."

"No, let's take it for a while, maybe, after a while, there will be a higher position for me." Jiang Feng shook his head and said.

Nangong Meng couldn't help being surprised, what did the suzerain mean by this.

There are not many positions above the suzerain.

Only the door master, and the seven elders under the door master.

It turns out that the position of the Seventh Elder was held by the Quanzhen Seventh Son.

And after Daoist Danyang became the head of the sect, there was a seat vacant for the seven elders.Could it be that the Suzerain has taken a fancy to this position?
"I heard that there was civil strife at the Xianmen. I haven't been back for 20 years, and the Xianmen station has also changed. I don't know where the Xianmen station is? Who can show me the way." Jiang Feng asked.

"Let me, my uncle, lead the way for you." Daoist Qingyin said, "After all, the others are only on the first or second level of the Faxiang Realm, and their flying speed is not fast enough. And they don't know where the fairy gate is, and there is civil strife there. What's it like?"

"Alright, then let's go." Jiang Feng nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something: "How is Uncle Qingyin's injury?"

"It doesn't matter if this arrives, let's hurry up." Master Qingyin flew up first.

Jiang Feng also followed behind.

(End of this chapter)