One Thought Feixian

Chapter 868 Life and Death

In the blink of an eye, Feng Changjing was injured by Jiang Yi.

At this scene, everyone's eyes were stunned, everyone's shouts stopped abruptly, the air became deathly silent, and many people's jaws dropped.

Even a powerful figure like Feng Changjing is not Jiang Yi's opponent. How strong is Jiang Yi?Unpredictable.

"Damn, kill!"

Feng Changjing roared angrily, swung the sword again, and unleashed the last nine swords in "The 36 Knives of Jue Ming". The ocean, swift and fierce.

Originally, Jiang Yi's punch could have completely killed him, but he had a medium-grade spirit weapon armor on his body, which saved his life.

However, this medium-grade spirit weapon armor was also completely shattered, turning into countless fragments, splashing out, piercing through and killing countless disciples of the Wan Zongmeng, screaming again and again.

"Feng Changjing, you don't need to struggle anymore, this "Ze Ming 36 Knives" is really powerful, but unfortunately your realm is inferior to mine, and you haven't realized the subtlety of diving into the abyss, how can you attack me?"

Jiang Yi's figure flickered in the air again and again, without a trace, and he couldn't be locked on at all. No matter how Feng Changjing attacked, he couldn't touch a trace of his clothes, and everything fell through.

Once you reach the fourth level of transcendence and holiness, you can dive into the abyss and shrink the ground to an inch. It is wonderful. When fighting, it is easy and comfortable, as if with the help of God.

"Kill, kill, kill, I want to kill you, avenge Changfeng, maintain the stability of Wanzongmeng, and all evildoers will die under my knife."

Feng Changjing immediately went berserk, and while he was slashing, the Lingtai rose from the depths of his body, erupting with terrifying power, the wind was surging and the waves were magnificent.

"court death!"

Murderous intent flashed in Jiang Yi's eyes, he stopped dodging, and directly punched out, the wind and cloud turned back, and the power of the gods was mighty, instantly defeating the power of Feng Changjing.

Boom!

The treasured knife in Feng Changjing's hand was immediately blown away, and Jiang Yi punched him in the chest. Then, with a scream, he flew out, his whole body burst, and fell on the square like a sack, bloody and bloody, and died tragically on the spot.

The majestic master of the sect, a man of great renown, just died in Jiang Yi's hands.

With Jiang Yi's big move, a silk scroll flew out of Feng Changjing's body, which was exactly the swordsmanship of "Ze Ming 36 Knives".

And that treasured knife, a middle-grade spiritual weapon, was also put into the storage bag by Jiang Yi.

With his current strength, he may not be used anymore, but he can be used by the disciples of Lizong.

Just when Jiang Yi killed Feng Changjing, the ten ghost commanders also wiped out the others, and the magnificent palace below collapsed one after another and turned into ruins.

It's a pity that there is still no shadow of Song Wentian, those elders are not there, even Hong Wuji, the leader of the Wanzong League, is not in Wanxiang Mountain, which is very strange.

"The art of searching for spirits!"

Jiang Yi grabbed a strong martial sage, and without a word, he immediately performed the spirit search technique. After a few breaths, he obtained all the memories of this strong martial sage.

"It's really Song Wentian who took away Hanshuang's body!" His face was icy cold, full of murderous intent, and then his brows furrowed deeply.

"Jiang Yi, how's it going?" At this moment, the Shennong Cauldron descended, and Jiang Yunlan asked.

"We came a step late. Qi Zhenjun came here before. Song Wentian took Hanshuang's body and left with him. Not only that, Hong Wuji and a group of elders also followed. There is only Feng Changjing in this Wanxiang Mountain Elder, but I have already killed him."

Jiang Yi said.

Jiang Yi didn't need to say it, everyone had already seen the tragedy of Wan Zongmeng, but they didn't have the slightest sympathy, instead they felt happy.

These sects, when Daliguo existed, were special existences, controlling Xichuan, and did not listen to Daliguo's orders at all, and there were even countless frictions between the two sides.

Especially those sect disciples who were arrogant and arrogant. After leaving Xichuan, they used their status to act recklessly and lawlessly. Now they are killed by Jiang Yi, and they deserve it.

"Then what should we do now?" Lan Ruofei asked.

"Now that we've come to this point, let's not stop doing one thing, destroy the Wanzong League, and take away all the resources." Jiang Yi said coldly.

In an instant, Jiang Yi arrived at the Law Enforcing Hall of the Wan Zong League, and with a wave of the soul calling flag, all the disciples of the Law Enforcing Hall died immediately, and their souls floated into the soul banner.

Jiang Yi held a grudge against Hong Weiyi, so this Law Enforcing Hall was his first target of destruction, and the disciples of these Law Enforcement Halls were determined to resist Hong Weiyi, and if they didn't kill him, it would definitely be a future problem.

As for the others, as long as they surrender obediently, Jiang Yi did not kill them, but sent them away.

Then, he came to the treasure house of the Wanzong League, which was a huge mountain. After being hollowed out, it became the treasure house of the Wanzong League. Thought power repeatedly fired, but couldn't find out anything.

Fortunately, someone was afraid of death and revealed the secret, otherwise, I'm afraid it will take a lot of work.

The resources in this treasury are not as good as those contained in the Key of the Great Desolation, but they are also very numerous. The most precious ones are classics, medicine pills, and spirit stones.

After a stick of incense, the treasure house was emptied, and all the resources were collected into the Shennong Ding.

Jiang Yi left the treasury and attacked again. The entire Vientiane Mountain was finally razed to the ground by him, and no complete mountain could be found. Even the city built on it was destroyed, which was shocking.

Then, the Shennong Ding flew away.

Wan Zongmeng was completely wiped out by Jiang Yi.

"High Priest of Shengyan, can you still calculate the whereabouts of Frost?" Inside Shennong Cauldron, Jiang Yi said, "As long as you help me get back Frost's body, I can let you go."

"Jiang Yi, are you sure she's dead?" The High Priest of Shengyan opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Yi, and said such an inexplicable sentence.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yi's eyes turned cold: "She was killed to save me. No matter what, I will take her back, and no one will be allowed to blaspheme."

"What if I say that she is not dead?" the High Priest of the Holy Word said suddenly.

"What did you say? Frost is not dead? You say it again?"

With a flash of Jiang Yi's figure, he appeared in front of the High Priest of Shengyan, grabbed her fair neck with his right hand, and said fiercely.

Cough cough! !
The High Priest of the Holy Word was grabbed by his neck, unable to breathe at all, coughing continuously.

"Jiang Yi, don't get excited, calm down first, and listen to her finish." Jiang Yunlan stepped forward and said, Jiang Yi then let go.

"High Priest of the Holy Word, you have fallen into our hands and become a prisoner. How dare you make fun of this matter and tease me? Believe it or not, I will kill you right now?"

A murderous look appeared on Jiang Yunlan's face.

The faces of the others were also gloomy and cold, without any good looks, and they didn't have any good feelings for the witch, the High Priest of the Holy Word.

This High Priest of the Holy Word, as the leader of the Desolate Clan, was not a merciful lord. Countless people died on her body, and her hands were covered with blood.

The reason why Jiang Yi kept her alive was not because of her beauty, but because of her calculation ability.

"Ha ha……"

The High Priest of the Holy Word suddenly laughed, like a poppy, beautiful, eye-catching, but fatal.

After recovering, she said slowly, "I'm not joking with you. According to my calculations, she is indeed not dead, but you, Jiang Yi, you are already dead."

The High Priest of the Holy Word was not astonishing, but he uttered such a shocking sentence.

Boom!

In Jiang Yi's mind, there seemed to be thousands of thunders exploding and buzzing, his thoughts were in chaos, as if he had fallen into a dark abyss, unable to extricate himself.

Others instinctively thought it was ridiculous, Jiang Yi was standing here alive, how could he be dead?

But who is the High Priest of the Holy Word? How could he say such words?
In an instant, everyone seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, ghosts and ghosts, goose bumps all over their bodies, numbness in the scalp, and chills in the bottom of their hearts.

"High Priest of the Holy Word, do you know what you are talking about?"

After a while, Jiang Yifang turned around, his face turned pale, and he said heavily.

"Jiang Yi, this is what I want to say to you. I have calculated you many times before, but your traces have been erased in the dark, and it has become a huge variable. I have gained nothing and suffered Huge backlash."

The High Priest of the Holy Word said indifferently: "Until I got your blood, after repeated calculations, I finally saw a trace of the secret, your fate has been cut off, that is a sign of the dead."

"Then why am I still alive?" Jiang Yi gradually calmed down.

"I don't know! With my current ability, there is no way to calculate these." The high priest of Shengyan shook his head: "Jiang Yi, there is a big secret hidden in you that you don't even know, I am very interested , so even if you let me go, I will not leave, I will completely reveal your secret, and fulfill my wish."

Jiang Yi was silent.

The others were also silent, and the entire Shennong Cauldron was silent, and no sound could be heard.

They shouldn't believe such absurd words, but they are frightening.

In fact, what Jiang Yi cares about is different from other people, and he has a conflict in his heart. On the one hand, he doesn't believe in the calculation of the High Priest of the Holy Word, and there must be an error in it.

But on the other hand, he hoped that the High Priest of the Holy Word's calculation was correct, because in this way, she said that Nie Hanshuang was not dead, so it would be true.

If possible, he hoped to exchange his own death for Nie Hanshuang's life, without hesitation.

Just like when Nie Hanshuang saved him back then, he did not hesitate.

Probably, this is why he didn't kill the high priest of the Holy Word. It seems to be a relief to hear someone say that Nie Hanshuang is not dead.

(End of this chapter)