Chapter 509 Fight against Feng Xingyu!
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Wu Yi Yun
5 zero nine chapters
Tsing Yi's casual cultivator was naturally shocked.
Before the incident happened, Feng Xingyu was seen killing people everywhere.
Chu Jing was very disgusted in his heart.
He doesn't distinguish between righteous and demonic people, and he doesn't think there is any difference.
It's just that Feng Xingyu killed so much in pursuit of his own way.
From Chu Jing's point of view, this is very stupid and boring.
"Brother! Gotta run!"
Countless casual cultivators ahead have been killed by Feng Xingyu.
Yan Chixiao, Sun Jiaojiao and the others turned pale and were about to flee.
The former put a hand on Chu Jing's shoulder, trying to take him away.
I don't know.
Chu Jing stood in place, motionless like a mountain, no matter how hard Yan Chixiao tried, he couldn't shake it!
"This?" Yan Chixiao was startled, he was the strongest in the team.
Fully eight levels of respect.
In casual cultivation, he is not considered weak!
After all, there are very few human immortals in casual cultivators, and almost all of them are venerables.
Therefore, it is inevitable for Yan Chixiao to be a master in casual cultivation.
however.
As a master, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake Chu Jing.
What's the situation?
Yan Chixiao was hesitating.
Sun Jiaojiao and the others had already run away, and shouted: "Senior Brother Yan, what are you still doing! Run! Run!"
"run!"
Yan Chixiao woke up with a start.
Because he and Chu Jing were wasting time.
The passers-by around have almost run away.
He and Chu Jing were the only ones left standing there with great attention.
At this moment, Feng Xingyu's cold eyes suddenly fell over.
"not good!!!"
Yan Chixiao's scalp was numb, as if he was being watched by an ancient demon god!
Even, because of too much fear, he couldn't speak, couldn't use force, and couldn't escape!
It can only be like a wooden stake, also stuck in place.
"So... this friend was also frightened? Can't move?"
At this time, Yan Chixiao finally understood why Chu Jing couldn't move his body anymore.
Because he was just like himself, and he was also crushed by Feng Xingyu's eyes!
Just in time.
Feng Xingyu over there raised his finger and pointed at Chu Jing's head from afar.
"burst!"
When Feng Xingyu's cruel voice sounded.
Yan Chixiao's heart twitched, and his soul left the ground. He was sure that death was approaching!
"I'm not reconciled!"
Yan Chixiao roared in his heart. The fisherman's family had a lot of fate. After going through the war and chaos, he strayed into the path of cultivating immortality.
His life was very difficult, and he himself was very content.
However, all efforts are now in vain!
At that moment, Yan Chixiao's mentality naturally collapsed.
It was Chu Jing in front of him who whispered calmly without looking back, "Yan Chixiao, do you know who I am?"
Yan Chixiao didn't have time to answer these words.
Because an invisible force of thought had landed on top of Chu Jing and Yan Chixiao's heads.
At that moment, Yan Chixiao felt that his head was about to explode, and darkness descended on his consciousness.
I seem to be dying!
But soon.
The heavy thoughts faded away.
Yan Chixiao opened his eyes, and found Chu Jing standing in front of him, leaving him with a stalwart back.
The majestic power of thought that enveloped the heads of the two of them also disappeared!
"This?"
Yan Chixiao looked puzzled.
It happened that Chu Jing turned his head and looked at him calmly: "I am Chu Jing."
Surprised?
Who is Chu Jing?
Could it be... the one from Jianzong?
Yan Chixiao was confused for a moment.
When he understands.
Chu Jing, who was standing still, suddenly punched him in the air.
And Feng Xingyu, who was surprised in the distance, seemed to be hit by something, his body was repelled, and he hit the foot of Pantao Mountain with a "bang"!
"boom!"
In the deafening sound.
The mountain wall collapsed.
The trees were broken.
Mudslides rushed towards the foot of the mountain.
There are many immortals present, so naturally they will not be afraid of natural disasters of this level.
but.
After they stopped the mudslide, they still showed shock, looked at the place where Feng Xingyu fell, and then looked at Chu Jing on the opposite side.
"Blocked Feng Xingyu's thought force attack? Still using thought power to knock Feng Xingyu away with one punch?"
"Who is this passer-by?"
The evildoers at the foot of the mountain all showed puzzled expressions.
because.
A monster with a head and a face.
Basically all gathered at the foot of Pantao Mountain.
Only passers-by will hide in the distance and watch.
Chu Jing's position showed that he was a casual cultivator.
However, he sent Feng Xingyu flying.
This is so bizarre!
And behind Chu Jing.
Watching Feng Xingyu being beaten into the air, Yan Chixiao felt his scalp go numb and his whole body trembled.
"Brother...you...really...Jianzong... Dao Zi Chu Jing?"
Yan Chixiao seemed to be stuttering, and spoke slowly in disbelief.
It can block Feng Xingyu's thoughts.
It can also knock Feng Xingyu into the air.
Chu Jing's strength is absolutely impossible for a mortal!
Coincidentally, Daozi Jianzong is also called Chu Jing.
So Yan Chixiao seemed to have seen the truth!
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
At this time.
A place full of dust and smoke.
The roar sounded like thunder.
Followed by.
Feng Xingyu flew out of the dust and smoke, his hair was disheveled, his body was covered with stains, half of his face was a little swollen, and there was a red fingerprint in it!
Obviously.
Chu Jing's fist of thought just now hit Feng Xingyu's cheek!
When Feng Xingyu gritted his teeth and roared, he opened his arms suddenly.
"The magic fall technique!"
next moment.
There are magic clouds hovering in the sky.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
One by one, the devilish energy that was as big as a mountain fell like hailstones towards Chu Jing.
"Brother Chu!"
Yan Chixiao woke up suddenly, her entire face turned pale.
But under the cover of this kind of fairy art.
He can't do anything but wait to die!
"Don't worry."
Chu Jing looked calm and pointed out.
An invisible force pushed Yan Chixiao ten miles away.
"Am I safe?"
Yan Chixiao recovered, only to realize that he was near Sun Jiaojiao and the others.
And if it was normal, Sun Jiaojiao and the others would definitely be very happy.
But now, they were all dumbstruck, looking at the extremely terrifying demonic energy in the sky.
Yan Chixiao was also shocked, "This technique is the signature of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, the magic fall technique?"
Every streak of devilish energy falling from the sky is powerful enough to instantly incinerate a layer of human immortality.
Back then, Feng Xingyu was besieged by the righteous strongmen.
It is to use this technique to counter-kill all the strong and escape from birth.
And now.
Such a terrifying immortal technique actually locked onto Chu Jing.
How could he survive?
Just under everyone's attention.
Waves of terrifying demon energy fell on top of Chu Jing's head.
It's shocking.
Chu Jing seemed to turn a deaf ear to the devilish energy above his head.
He just raised his hand and pointed at Feng Xingyu from afar.
"Sword out!"
"Whoa!"
next moment.
The space beside Feng Xingyu was pierced like paper.
A short but sharp sword escaped from the void and stabbed Feng Xingyu's temple fiercely.
Qiankun sword!
Feng Xingyu was trying his best to kill Chu Jing with the magic meteor technique.
Unexpectedly, there is a flying sword coming to the temple.
It made his entire sea of consciousness tremble continuously.
Represents the degree of danger of this sword, far beyond imagination.
"Damn! You forced me to do this!"
Tsing Yi's casual cultivator was naturally shocked.
Before the incident happened, Feng Xingyu was seen killing people everywhere.
Chu Jing was very disgusted in his heart.
He doesn't distinguish between righteous and demonic people, and he doesn't think there is any difference.
It's just that Feng Xingyu killed so much in pursuit of his own way.
From Chu Jing's point of view, this is very stupid and boring.
"Brother! Gotta run!"
Countless casual cultivators ahead have been killed by Feng Xingyu.
Yan Chixiao, Sun Jiaojiao and the others turned pale and were about to flee.
The former put a hand on Chu Jing's shoulder, trying to take him away.
I don't know.
Chu Jing stood in place, motionless like a mountain, no matter how hard Yan Chixiao tried, he couldn't shake it!
"This?" Yan Chixiao was startled, he was the strongest in the team.
Fully eight levels of respect.
In casual cultivation, he is not considered weak!
After all, there are very few human immortals in casual cultivators, and almost all of them are venerables.
Therefore, it is inevitable for Yan Chixiao to be a master in casual cultivation.
however.
As a master, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake Chu Jing.
What's the situation?
Yan Chixiao was hesitating.
Sun Jiaojiao and the others had already run away, and shouted: "Senior Brother Yan, what are you still doing! Run! Run!"
"run!"
Yan Chixiao woke up with a start.
Because he and Chu Jing were wasting time.
The passers-by around have almost run away.
He and Chu Jing were the only ones left standing there with great attention.
At this moment, Feng Xingyu's cold eyes suddenly fell over.
"not good!!!"
Yan Chixiao's scalp was numb, as if he was being watched by an ancient demon god!
Even, because of too much fear, he couldn't speak, couldn't use force, and couldn't escape!
It can only be like a wooden stake, also stuck in place.
"So... this friend was also frightened? Can't move?"
At this time, Yan Chixiao finally understood why Chu Jing couldn't move his body anymore.
Because he was just like himself, and he was also crushed by Feng Xingyu's eyes!
Just in time.
Feng Xingyu over there raised his finger and pointed at Chu Jing's head from afar.
"burst!"
When Feng Xingyu's cruel voice sounded.
Yan Chixiao's heart twitched, and his soul left the ground. He was sure that death was approaching!
"I'm not reconciled!"
Yan Chixiao roared in his heart. The fisherman's family had a lot of fate. After going through the war and chaos, he strayed into the path of cultivating immortality.
His life was very difficult, and he himself was very content.
However, all efforts are now in vain!
At that moment, Yan Chixiao's mentality naturally collapsed.
It was Chu Jing in front of him who whispered calmly without looking back, "Yan Chixiao, do you know who I am?"
Yan Chixiao didn't have time to answer these words.
Because an invisible force of thought had landed on top of Chu Jing and Yan Chixiao's heads.
At that moment, Yan Chixiao felt that his head was about to explode, and darkness descended on his consciousness.
I seem to be dying!
But soon.
The heavy thoughts faded away.
Yan Chixiao opened his eyes, and found Chu Jing standing in front of him, leaving him with a stalwart back.
The majestic power of thought that enveloped the heads of the two of them also disappeared!
"This?"
Yan Chixiao looked puzzled.
It happened that Chu Jing turned his head and looked at him calmly: "I am Chu Jing."
Surprised?
Who is Chu Jing?
Could it be... the one from Jianzong?
Yan Chixiao was confused for a moment.
When he understands.
Chu Jing, who was standing still, suddenly punched him in the air.
And Feng Xingyu, who was surprised in the distance, seemed to be hit by something, his body was repelled, and he hit the foot of Pantao Mountain with a "bang"!
"boom!"
In the deafening sound.
The mountain wall collapsed.
The trees were broken.
Mudslides rushed towards the foot of the mountain.
There are many immortals present, so naturally they will not be afraid of natural disasters of this level.
but.
After they stopped the mudslide, they still showed shock, looked at the place where Feng Xingyu fell, and then looked at Chu Jing on the opposite side.
"Blocked Feng Xingyu's thought force attack? Still using thought power to knock Feng Xingyu away with one punch?"
"Who is this passer-by?"
The evildoers at the foot of the mountain all showed puzzled expressions.
because.
A monster with a head and a face.
Basically all gathered at the foot of Pantao Mountain.
Only passers-by will hide in the distance and watch.
Chu Jing's position showed that he was a casual cultivator.
However, he sent Feng Xingyu flying.
This is so bizarre!
And behind Chu Jing.
Watching Feng Xingyu being beaten into the air, Yan Chixiao felt his scalp go numb and his whole body trembled.
"Brother...you...really...Jianzong... Dao Zi Chu Jing?"
Yan Chixiao seemed to be stuttering, and spoke slowly in disbelief.
It can block Feng Xingyu's thoughts.
It can also knock Feng Xingyu into the air.
Chu Jing's strength is absolutely impossible for a mortal!
Coincidentally, Daozi Jianzong is also called Chu Jing.
So Yan Chixiao seemed to have seen the truth!
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
At this time.
A place full of dust and smoke.
The roar sounded like thunder.
Followed by.
Feng Xingyu flew out of the dust and smoke, his hair was disheveled, his body was covered with stains, half of his face was a little swollen, and there was a red fingerprint in it!
Obviously.
Chu Jing's fist of thought just now hit Feng Xingyu's cheek!
When Feng Xingyu gritted his teeth and roared, he opened his arms suddenly.
"The magic fall technique!"
next moment.
There are magic clouds hovering in the sky.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
One by one, the devilish energy that was as big as a mountain fell like hailstones towards Chu Jing.
"Brother Chu!"
Yan Chixiao woke up suddenly, her entire face turned pale.
But under the cover of this kind of fairy art.
He can't do anything but wait to die!
"Don't worry."
Chu Jing looked calm and pointed out.
An invisible force pushed Yan Chixiao ten miles away.
"Am I safe?"
Yan Chixiao recovered, only to realize that he was near Sun Jiaojiao and the others.
And if it was normal, Sun Jiaojiao and the others would definitely be very happy.
But now, they were all dumbstruck, looking at the extremely terrifying demonic energy in the sky.
Yan Chixiao was also shocked, "This technique is the signature of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, the magic fall technique?"
Every streak of devilish energy falling from the sky is powerful enough to instantly incinerate a layer of human immortality.
Back then, Feng Xingyu was besieged by the righteous strongmen.
It is to use this technique to counter-kill all the strong and escape from birth.
And now.
Such a terrifying immortal technique actually locked onto Chu Jing.
How could he survive?
Just under everyone's attention.
Waves of terrifying demon energy fell on top of Chu Jing's head.
It's shocking.
Chu Jing seemed to turn a deaf ear to the devilish energy above his head.
He just raised his hand and pointed at Feng Xingyu from afar.
"Sword out!"
"Whoa!"
next moment.
The space beside Feng Xingyu was pierced like paper.
A short but sharp sword escaped from the void and stabbed Feng Xingyu's temple fiercely.
Qiankun sword!
Feng Xingyu was trying his best to kill Chu Jing with the magic meteor technique.
Unexpectedly, there is a flying sword coming to the temple.
It made his entire sea of consciousness tremble continuously.
Represents the degree of danger of this sword, far beyond imagination.
"Damn! You forced me to do this!"
