Chapter 89: Treasures are born, each relying on their own means

Su Xiuhang looked at Jiang Wang with some concern, not for his safety, but mainly for his own antidote.But Jiang Wang was enveloped in purple qi, his sword like a shooting star, already piercing through.

He was indeed furious.

All in the sword.

Clang!

A bone-piercing dagger clashed with Jiang Wang's sword.

The pig-faced man, with an agility that did not match his figure, blocked Jiang Wang's attack.

The bone-piercing dagger was only three inches long.

Held in his fat hand, it looked like an embroidery needle.

But it moved like a butterfly, with a deadly grace.

The dagger pecked at the sword three times, but the sword remained unharmed.

Then, a cold light swirled and twisted along the sword, ready to tear the opponent apart. But the pig-faced man suddenly saw a flash of leaves in front of him.

The dagger continued forward, but there was no longer a figure in sight.

The Daoist arts of the Fishing Sea Tower, a blindfold.

The one who made the move was Zhu Biqiong.

To be honest, she couldn't explain why she had to make a move. The Fishing Sea Tower had its own master who loved her, and Jiang Wang's promise seemed insignificant.

The ball of fortune and calamity was filled with calamity, and killing the pig-faced man to eliminate calamity could be considered a suitable reason.

She nervously joined the battle, not noticing that the other half of the ball of fortune and calamity hidden in her bosom was emitting a red light.

Black on one side, red on the other, fortune and calamity arrived together.

All of this may sound slow, but it happened in an instant.

With the pig-faced man's vision slightly obscured, Jiang Wang followed the movement of his sword and unleashed seven consecutive strikes.

Each strike carried the peak killing power of the Purple Qi Sword Manual.

His left hand flicked like lightning.

Sparks,

Sparks,

Sparks.

Just as the pig-faced man had just dispelled the illusion, he saw the sword shadows multiply.

Then, a profusion of flowers bloomed before his eyes.

The Daoist arts flower sea had unfolded!

With the blessing of mirage pearls, the flower sea in reality was even stronger than the illusory realm. Although the pig-faced man had reached the peak of the Soaring Dragon Realm, his strength was far inferior to the mouthy monk Jiang Wang had encountered in the blessed land.

So he couldn't tell reality from illusion for a while.

But he didn't need to.

A low roar erupted from his throat, and his body suddenly swelled up!

Doubling in height and width.

Veins bulged, like small snakes wriggling, flesh and blood swelled, like a ferocious beast.

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Seven consecutive strikes, flesh and blood flew.

Sparks landed, scorching the flesh.

Su Xiuhang descended from afar like a rainbow piercing the sun, his assassination strike wrapped in a whirlwind, directly targeting the pig-faced man's swollen neck like a giant bag. With a single strike, he only inserted the gleaming dagger into the pig-faced man's body.

Under Jiang Wang's intentional control, the flower sea did not obstruct the vision of others.

Xiang Hai threw a black and red pill from afar, which exploded on the pig-faced man's body.

Even Xiang Hai reached out and shook out a long sword, leaving a bloodied wound on the pig-faced man's body before retreating, completing the attack.

This sword was crooked and twisted, not in good shape, and had very little killing power.

For a moment, all the attacks landed on the pig-faced man.

Flesh tore, bones cracked, blood spurted.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, these wounds would have been fatal.

But he could still stand. And his momentum soared.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

The sound of hunger erupted like thunder.

Shaking people's ears.

Xiang Hai and Zhang Hai couldn't hold on anymore, blood trickling from their ears as they had to cover them and retreat.

"Pain..."

The pig-faced man shouted, "It hurts!"

His body swelled up again.

Three zhang tall, three zhang wide. A person like a mountain of flesh and blood.

Two round eyes were embedded in the expanding pig-faced mask, blood vessels spreading in the whites of his eyes, making him look particularly ferocious and terrifying.

Compared to his figure, the wounds on his body seemed small and pitiful.

A white bone whistle hung from his neck.

At this moment, a hurried voice suddenly came from inside.

The voice was pleasant to the ear, but panicked.

"Pig-face, what are you doing? Stop! The envoy wants you..."

The voice abruptly stopped.

The pig-faced man tore it off and crushed it with his hand.

He had made a mistake when practicing the Twelve Divine Bone Appearances of White Bone in his early years.

It didn't affect his cultivation, but instead made him stronger than usual. The only thing was that sometimes he couldn't think straight, and his temperament became violent and irritable, not recognizing his own kin.

Now, injured and confused, he was already going mad, unable to hear any orders.

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry."

He threw the crushed bone whistle into his mouth and swallowed it directly.

Then, he used his two huge and fat fingers to pluck the small dagger inserted in his neck and put it in his mouth.

Crunch!

He bit it in one bite.

"My dagger!" Su Xiuhang screamed.

Heavens, this was the most miserable scream he had ever made. It was almost as painful as the previous screams of the pig-faced man.

...

At this time, the miners in the mining area had already been gathered by Hu Guanshi and the mine guards, hiding in the corner of the mining field.

Like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Faced with unimaginable danger, ordinary people had no means to protect themselves.

If they couldn't see, it would be fine.

But the two swollen pig-faced men had already surpassed the height of the mining field gate.

They were exposed directly in their line of sight.

Everyone trembled in fear, in a panic.

Someone's teeth were chattering, "What... what kind of monster is this?"

"Are we going to be eaten? I haven't married yet!"

The maidservants from each courtyard also huddled together with the miners.

Shuanzi was also afraid, his black face turning pale, but he held a wooden stick and stood in front of Shuanzi, gritting his teeth.

And at this moment.

Boom, boom!

A thunderous roar suddenly came from deep inside the mine.

One after another, the mine tunnels collapsed.

As if the entire sky-blue stone vein had come alive, moving and churning.

It was as if some underground behemoth was fighting, causing the earth to crack and the mountains to split.

Even in their panic, the people in the mining field couldn't help but look over.

If they hadn't hidden early, they would probably have been buried alive by now.Above the mine, a sudden burst of green light leapt into the sky, like a dragon or a pillar, shooting straight into the clouds!

This was a sign of a treasure being born!

On the official road from Jiacheng to Qingyang Town, Xi Zichu, leading a small elite team of city guards, was galloping on horseback.

They noticed the commotion from afar.

"Damn it! At this time! We've fallen into Hu Shaomeng's trap!"

Xi Zichu instantly rose into the air, leaving his soldiers behind, and hurried towards the direction of the Hu family's mine.

Meanwhile, in the mining area, a miner suddenly threw off his felt hat, and his entire body shot up from the ground, heading straight for the mine.

He shouted loudly, "The Xi family is taking over this place, and the army will arrive in a moment. No one is allowed to act rashly! Violators will be killed without mercy, and their families will be implicated afterwards!"

It was none other than the long-inactive elder of the Xi family who was at the Soaring Dragon Realm.

While Xi Zichu was engaged in a power struggle with Hu Shaomeng in Jiacheng.

He had already been lurking in the mine, waiting for this moment to seize the fruit of victory!

But just as he was soaring into the air.

Behind him, another miner dressed in ordinary clothes silently floated up.

It was only when he got close that he suddenly exploded.

A leaf drifted past his eyes.

A small black cone was inserted into his back.

Then a roaring water dragon surged up, swallowing him.

The Dao technique was obscured by a single leaf.

The consumption-type magic weapon, Zhiyuan Cone, and the Dao technique, Water Dragon Wave.

One set of moves, flowing like a cloud and water.

The elder of the Xi family crashed to the ground!