Chapter 376 You are so weak
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Ke Ning
Bi Jian had the upper hand.
Although his opponent Ji Yan's sword light is fierce and his sword intent is sharp, they are no longer a threat to him.
He felt that Ji Yan's strength was just like this.
Bi Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and gradually became more confident.
I'm in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and I'm in the fourth-level realm, so it's not something a little guy like you who is in the second-level realm can deal with.
Bi Jian laughed loudly, "Haha, kid, surrender and admit defeat obediently, I can make you the great elder of Fenglei Sect."
"It's even possible for you to be the young Patriarch of Fenglei Sect."
Bi Jian, who had the winning ticket in his hands, actually raised his voice to solicit advice.
Ji Yan's performance was so outstanding that people like Bi Jian had no choice but to love talents.
Young, powerful, talented, and temperamental.
Even Bi Jian has a bit of love for his opponent.
Such young juniors are extremely rare.
Bi Jian compared Ji Yan with his own son in his heart, and Bi Jian suddenly felt that his son was a piece of shit.
It should have been shot at the wall in the first place.
No comparison at all.
My son is in his 30s, which is the foundation building period.
As for Ji Yan, the bone age is younger than his son's, but he is already in the Nascent Soul Stage, and even he feels powerful.
There's no way to compare, the more you compare, the more you feel that your son is shit.
"Boy, surrender quickly, otherwise, I will not be polite to you."
It was still Ji Yan's sword that answered him.
The strength of this sword was not strong, and Bi Jian easily avoided it.
He was furious, "Toast and not to drink fine wine, if that's the case, go to hell."
If such a genius is not used for oneself, it will be ruined.
"Wind Demon Knife!"
Above the sky, majestic spiritual power gathered, and a huge cyan magic knife hundreds of feet long appeared.
The sharpening knife is filled with cyan aura, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts emerge from the knife body, ferocious and terrifying.
The roaring sound echoed over Chen Cheng, it was very ear-piercing and extremely sharp.
After hearing this, countless mortals covered their ears and yelled, and some even vomited blood and fell into a coma.
"go with!"
The strong wind was blowing, and the cyan magic knife was like a divine punishment, shattering the void and attacking directly.
Facing the galloping Fengmo Dao, Ji Yan's expression didn't change, nor did he intend to dodge, he waved his right hand.
The Wuqiu sword's light soared, and with a swing of the sword, a sword light about the size of the Fengmo knife appeared.
The sharp sword intent once again filled the world.
Bi Jian sneered, it was still the same move, it was useless to me, "I don't know how to live or die"
Bi Xiu saw that her father offered such a generous offer to recruit Ji Yan, but Ji Yan did not agree.
While he breathed a sigh of relief, hatred and sourness filled his heart.
It's abominable.
The young Patriarch of Fenglei Sect can only be me.
Father, kill him quickly.
Seeing that Bi Jian used one of his special skills, the Fengmo Dao, Bi Xiu was overjoyed.
"He's dead."
"This is my father's favorite trick, and it is also one of our Fenglei Cult's secret tricks. He is dead, and no one can resist this trick."
"Hmph, that kid overestimated his abilities and committed suicide."
"It's a pity, in front of the leader's move, he will die without a whole body, and his soul will be scattered in this world."
The surrounding monks made noises and sneered.
No one thought that Ji Yan could survive this move.
"Oh!"
The swords intersected, making a heavy bang.
Countless people were stunned by the sound and vomited blood.
Even here in Bixiu, many people turned pale.
Bi Xiu shouted happily, "It's over."
But the next moment.
Bi Xiu froze.
In the distance above the sky, white and cyan collided. After a slight pause, the white light flourished and the cyan light dissipated.
The bright and fierce sword light enveloped and devoured Bi Jian when he was astonished.
"what"
Bi Jian let out a scream, and his voice echoed over Chencheng.
When the sword light dissipated, Bi Jian's figure reappeared in the sky.
Seeing Bi Jian's appearance, everyone fell silent.
Blood dripping, terrifying sword intent, extremely sharp.
Even though Bi Jian had spiritual energy to protect his body, he was still like paper in front of the sharp sword intent.
Injured by countless sword qi, the sword intent entered his body along the wound, causing him to be injured.
Bi Jian was already injured, so he could only display [-]% to [-]% of his strength.
After being hit by Ji Yan's sword, his injury was further reduced, and his strength was once again reduced.
Bi Jian stared at Ji Yan with panic, anger, resentment and other emotions on his face.
He yelled, "You, are you still hiding your strength?"
Bi Jian couldn't believe it, Ji Yan's performance just now made him feel that Ji Yan was just like this.
But he never expected that Ji Yan was still hiding his strength.
If he hadn't used this move of the Wind Demon Saber, maybe Ji Yan would still be hiding his strength.
Ji Yan said flatly, "Use all your strength."
"You look like this, you are too weak."
The tone was as flat as ever, without the slightest fluctuation.
Everyone understood that Ji Yan hadn't used his full strength, but deliberately reserved his strength, wanting to see Bi Jian's true strength.
Hearing the conversation between the two, the disciples of the Fenglei Sect couldn't believe it, and Bi Xiu cried out in horror, "No, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible."
My father is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, you are just a guy at the second level of Nascent Soul.
Why does it look like my father can't beat you?
Where did you come from, a monster?
Tan Taizhong couldn't believe it either.
His expression gradually became gloomy, "Damn it, is it because of the injury from the battle with the elder of the Yan family?"
"But you shouldn't, you shouldn't lose to him."
Tan Taizhong hesitated, looked at Bi Jian, "Should I make a move? Should I help you, or wait for your fall?"
Tantaizhong's eyes flickered, and he was constantly weighing in his heart.
"Good, good, good"
Bi Jian gritted his teeth, knowing what Ji Yan was thinking, he hated him even more, he was going crazy with hatred.
"I have been in Dongzhou for many years, this is the first time I have been looked down upon so much, okay, okay."
Bi Jian's murderous intent crazily spread out, straight into the sky, and the wind changed like a storm was coming.
"I'll show you my true strength."
He shouted, "Thunder Demon Knife!"
Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, dark clouds enveloped, and countless white lightning flashed.
A huge magic knife began to condense slowly.
Countless thunder and lightning fell on the magic knife, and they gathered continuously to form a huge thunder magic knife.
An aura of terror began to pervade.
Feeling this terrifying aura, Yan Hongyu's face turned pale. The first elder of the Yan family fell for this move.
Can you resist it?
Yan Hongyu was full of worries.
At this time, she found that Lu Shaoqing's face showed anger, and then disappeared in place.
He also feels the pressure, is he going to help?
Although his opponent Ji Yan's sword light is fierce and his sword intent is sharp, they are no longer a threat to him.
He felt that Ji Yan's strength was just like this.
Bi Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and gradually became more confident.
I'm in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and I'm in the fourth-level realm, so it's not something a little guy like you who is in the second-level realm can deal with.
Bi Jian laughed loudly, "Haha, kid, surrender and admit defeat obediently, I can make you the great elder of Fenglei Sect."
"It's even possible for you to be the young Patriarch of Fenglei Sect."
Bi Jian, who had the winning ticket in his hands, actually raised his voice to solicit advice.
Ji Yan's performance was so outstanding that people like Bi Jian had no choice but to love talents.
Young, powerful, talented, and temperamental.
Even Bi Jian has a bit of love for his opponent.
Such young juniors are extremely rare.
Bi Jian compared Ji Yan with his own son in his heart, and Bi Jian suddenly felt that his son was a piece of shit.
It should have been shot at the wall in the first place.
No comparison at all.
My son is in his 30s, which is the foundation building period.
As for Ji Yan, the bone age is younger than his son's, but he is already in the Nascent Soul Stage, and even he feels powerful.
There's no way to compare, the more you compare, the more you feel that your son is shit.
"Boy, surrender quickly, otherwise, I will not be polite to you."
It was still Ji Yan's sword that answered him.
The strength of this sword was not strong, and Bi Jian easily avoided it.
He was furious, "Toast and not to drink fine wine, if that's the case, go to hell."
If such a genius is not used for oneself, it will be ruined.
"Wind Demon Knife!"
Above the sky, majestic spiritual power gathered, and a huge cyan magic knife hundreds of feet long appeared.
The sharpening knife is filled with cyan aura, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts emerge from the knife body, ferocious and terrifying.
The roaring sound echoed over Chen Cheng, it was very ear-piercing and extremely sharp.
After hearing this, countless mortals covered their ears and yelled, and some even vomited blood and fell into a coma.
"go with!"
The strong wind was blowing, and the cyan magic knife was like a divine punishment, shattering the void and attacking directly.
Facing the galloping Fengmo Dao, Ji Yan's expression didn't change, nor did he intend to dodge, he waved his right hand.
The Wuqiu sword's light soared, and with a swing of the sword, a sword light about the size of the Fengmo knife appeared.
The sharp sword intent once again filled the world.
Bi Jian sneered, it was still the same move, it was useless to me, "I don't know how to live or die"
Bi Xiu saw that her father offered such a generous offer to recruit Ji Yan, but Ji Yan did not agree.
While he breathed a sigh of relief, hatred and sourness filled his heart.
It's abominable.
The young Patriarch of Fenglei Sect can only be me.
Father, kill him quickly.
Seeing that Bi Jian used one of his special skills, the Fengmo Dao, Bi Xiu was overjoyed.
"He's dead."
"This is my father's favorite trick, and it is also one of our Fenglei Cult's secret tricks. He is dead, and no one can resist this trick."
"Hmph, that kid overestimated his abilities and committed suicide."
"It's a pity, in front of the leader's move, he will die without a whole body, and his soul will be scattered in this world."
The surrounding monks made noises and sneered.
No one thought that Ji Yan could survive this move.
"Oh!"
The swords intersected, making a heavy bang.
Countless people were stunned by the sound and vomited blood.
Even here in Bixiu, many people turned pale.
Bi Xiu shouted happily, "It's over."
But the next moment.
Bi Xiu froze.
In the distance above the sky, white and cyan collided. After a slight pause, the white light flourished and the cyan light dissipated.
The bright and fierce sword light enveloped and devoured Bi Jian when he was astonished.
"what"
Bi Jian let out a scream, and his voice echoed over Chencheng.
When the sword light dissipated, Bi Jian's figure reappeared in the sky.
Seeing Bi Jian's appearance, everyone fell silent.
Blood dripping, terrifying sword intent, extremely sharp.
Even though Bi Jian had spiritual energy to protect his body, he was still like paper in front of the sharp sword intent.
Injured by countless sword qi, the sword intent entered his body along the wound, causing him to be injured.
Bi Jian was already injured, so he could only display [-]% to [-]% of his strength.
After being hit by Ji Yan's sword, his injury was further reduced, and his strength was once again reduced.
Bi Jian stared at Ji Yan with panic, anger, resentment and other emotions on his face.
He yelled, "You, are you still hiding your strength?"
Bi Jian couldn't believe it, Ji Yan's performance just now made him feel that Ji Yan was just like this.
But he never expected that Ji Yan was still hiding his strength.
If he hadn't used this move of the Wind Demon Saber, maybe Ji Yan would still be hiding his strength.
Ji Yan said flatly, "Use all your strength."
"You look like this, you are too weak."
The tone was as flat as ever, without the slightest fluctuation.
Everyone understood that Ji Yan hadn't used his full strength, but deliberately reserved his strength, wanting to see Bi Jian's true strength.
Hearing the conversation between the two, the disciples of the Fenglei Sect couldn't believe it, and Bi Xiu cried out in horror, "No, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible."
My father is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, you are just a guy at the second level of Nascent Soul.
Why does it look like my father can't beat you?
Where did you come from, a monster?
Tan Taizhong couldn't believe it either.
His expression gradually became gloomy, "Damn it, is it because of the injury from the battle with the elder of the Yan family?"
"But you shouldn't, you shouldn't lose to him."
Tan Taizhong hesitated, looked at Bi Jian, "Should I make a move? Should I help you, or wait for your fall?"
Tantaizhong's eyes flickered, and he was constantly weighing in his heart.
"Good, good, good"
Bi Jian gritted his teeth, knowing what Ji Yan was thinking, he hated him even more, he was going crazy with hatred.
"I have been in Dongzhou for many years, this is the first time I have been looked down upon so much, okay, okay."
Bi Jian's murderous intent crazily spread out, straight into the sky, and the wind changed like a storm was coming.
"I'll show you my true strength."
He shouted, "Thunder Demon Knife!"
Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, dark clouds enveloped, and countless white lightning flashed.
A huge magic knife began to condense slowly.
Countless thunder and lightning fell on the magic knife, and they gathered continuously to form a huge thunder magic knife.
An aura of terror began to pervade.
Feeling this terrifying aura, Yan Hongyu's face turned pale. The first elder of the Yan family fell for this move.
Can you resist it?
Yan Hongyu was full of worries.
At this time, she found that Lu Shaoqing's face showed anger, and then disappeared in place.
He also feels the pressure, is he going to help?
