Chapter 242

"Grandfather Ji, go and help brother Chen Jie. He won't be in danger, will he?"

Gu Qingying's eyes are almost out of sight, but she can still feel the movement outside. Now she shouts with a slightly anxious voice.

"It's OK. Chen Jie doesn't need my help. Maybe it's an experience for him. It's not every time he has the chance to fight with a strong master."

Ji Jiancang said with a faint smile, holding a curse in his hand to control the fighting of the nine warriors. He didn't take them back to his sleeve until he killed all the disciples of the ghost King Valley.

This kind of fairy like method made the old man of Guiwang Valley dumbfounded. At the same time, he felt cold in the back. I'm afraid that their Guiwang valley will be destroyed today. A Taoist master of the southern sect was so abused by them.

"Old man, I regret that I didn't kill you before!"

Wang Teng's eyes were cold. Before, he thought that he would kill Ji Jiancang first. But later, he thought that if he killed Ji Jiancang, it would be a complete feud with the Fengshui community of the southern school.

But now, their Wang family not only formed a dead feud with the southern faction, but also provoked a strong man who can't guess, and a Chen Jie who can be compared with the Japanese swordsman!

Thinking about this, Wang Teng's slightly regretful eyes were looking at Hongyi Wugong, who was fighting with Chen Jie.

The sword sage of Tang and Japan was canonized by the emperor of Tang Dynasty. He was the champion of martial arts and Taoism in Japan. He actually fought with a hairy boy in his twenties. I'm afraid others would think him crazy.

But the fact is that Chen Jie is not only as good as Wu Gong Hong, but also can get some advantage when they fight hand to hand!

"Chi..."

The stone stick and the black gold long knife are roaring together, and the sparks are splashing. In terms of weapon materials, the black gold long sword may be better, but Asoka stick, a weapon, can't be judged by common sense. It once fought with Asoka in the eight wastelands, bathed in the blood of many pagans, and had a strong spirit.

"The sword is limitless!"

With a roar from Wu Gong Hong, the black gold sword in his hand turned into nine different weapons, forming a semi illusory circle, enveloping Chen Jie in it.

These weapons include hammers, axes, knives, swords and guns

"Kill

With the loud shouts of Wu Gonghong, all the nine weapons in the air turned into streamers. They came from all corners to kill Chen Jie. Even the air made a sharp sound.

"I've spent too much time with you. The Japanese swordsman is just like that. When my grindstone is about the same, it's over."

Chen jielue shakes his head slightly, his eyes are cold, his eyebrows jump lightly, and his lips flash a sneer of disdain.

"Wow

The Ashoka stick in his hand suddenly burst out into a golden light, and then the golden light gradually dissipated. A wisp of blood red enveloped Chen Jie.

"This is..."

Ji Jiancang's eyes were fixed, and then he could not set the channel: "this ancient soldier has completely recovered, showing the elegant demeanor of Asoka at that time..."

At the moment, behind Chen Jie, the world is red with blood. There are millions of corpses lying on the ground. The ground is all red with blood, just like a real Shura world.

Asoka, the most powerful king of the Peacock Dynasty in ancient times, grew up to be a hero in this sea of corpses!

"Wow! WOW! WOW

Around him, the virtual shadows of various weapons surround him. In the end, they all point the blade in one direction!

"Come on!" Chen Jie sneered.

Just like missile launching, the virtual shadows of weapons sweep everything in front of them with powerful energy.

Chen Jie and Wu Gong Hongyi collide with each other fiercely. Their hair stands up, and all the stones and sawdust on the ground are twisted to pieces.

"Wow

The ancient black gold sword soared up into the sky. It was like the Milky way falling from the sky.

"Bang!"

Asoka's staff also rushed up, bathed in golden light all over, shining like a spear. It was as strong as a spear. There was a spiral force in the front.

The two weapons continued to fight together. Ashoka's stick was wrapped around the black gold sword, so that he could not return to Hongyi's side.

After losing his sword, Hongyi looks gloomy in an instant. He uses his finger as his sword, and his forefinger as his forefinger. He also breathes half a foot of the sword!

"Today, we will win or lose, and we will die or die!"

Chen Jie licked his lips, his eyes full of crazy color, his right hand, ice shrouded, a punch hit on the arm of takemiya Hongyi.

"Hiss!"

It's chilly. Although Hongyi Wugong is a swordsman, his body may not be as good as Songpa, the king of Muay Thai. In this way, he can't take advantage of Chen Jie's body.

However, the black gold ancient Dao was trapped by the Ashoka staff and couldn't come to help.

"Boom! Boom! Boom

Chen Jieru and Tyrannosaurus Rex had a big fight. He smashed Hongyi Wugong with one fist, which made his body fly up and made everyone dumbfounded.

"I can't be wrong, Chen Jie... Is he beating the swordsman violently?"

Wang Yun's face is unbelievable, and his eyes are wide open. The sword sage of Japan is a figure in the sky, but now he is beaten violently. After losing his sword, he is not obviously different from ordinary martial arts.

"Click!"

Chen Jie stepped on the chest of the martial arts palace in mid air and let it collapse for several inches.

"You dare!"

Wugong Hongyi coughs up blood. As a sword sage, he is respected everywhere. But now Chen Jie dares to step on him, which makes him almost lose his mind.

"Why can't I? I told you a long time ago that I didn't kill Yamamoto. You were just used as a gun, but you don't believe it."

"Now you know? With my strength, I don't have to lie in front of you at all, because it's not necessary! "

Chen Jie looks cold, suddenly looks up and stares at Wang Teng, making him fall into the ice cave.

"Wang family! What else do you have to say? You killed me today? "

Chen Jie put his foot on the shoulder of hiroichi takemiya. At the same time, his body was filled with the power of ice, and his hands were completely frozen.

As long as he resisted a little, his hands would fall to the ground like ice and shatter.

"Kill old Ji!"

Unexpectedly, after Wang Teng's face was gloomy for a long time, he suddenly yelled and killed Ji Jiancang.

He felt terrified in his heart. He and Wang Yun arranged all this. The Wang family didn't know it. If these things spread to the Wang family, it would definitely be a big storm!

Perhaps, in order to calm down the incident, the Wang family will hand over the two brothers to appease the public.

"The thunder changes!"

He directly used the third strength of the Wang family's thunder, turned into a thunder giant more than two meters high, and tried his best to bombard the glass cover in front of Ji Jiancang.

However, it's useless. Only a great master in the same realm can break the shield of a master. Wang Teng is just a great master of internal strength, far from touching that line.