Chapter 441

The wind and thunder aura in Chen Jie's body is running crazily. It turns into wisps of pure energy and injects it into his right arm.

With the blessing of wind and thunder aura, the golden light on the Golden Arm flashes. A very powerful wave instantly stirs up ripples in the surrounding air. This arm seems to be the sun in the night sky.

The blue sword seemed to be close to Chen Jie's head.

Chen Jie's toes turned into a virtual shadow, and with his golden arm, he went straight to Wang Li.

Seeing Chen Jie running for himself, Wang Li's face became more elated

"Boy, are you in such a hurry to die? Then I'll help you! "

Wang Li pours all his aura into the wind sword. The green awn of the sword rises suddenly and stabs Chen Jie with a tricky trajectory.

All of a sudden, Chen Jie's body is shaking in a strange way. It seems that there is a layer of fog around his body. He can't see clearly in the dark night.

The technique of transplanting flowers and grafting trees.

Chen Jie's performance is the second form of "lingxu sword technique": transplanting flowers and grafting trees.

The second form of this sword technique can be divided into two types, one is body technique, the other is sword technique. The combination of the two is a complete grafting.

"The boy is eccentric, but in the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain."

Feeling the change of Chen Jie's body shape, Wang Li was surprised, but he was dismissed.

The first time I met Chen Jie in Huangfeng City, it was because Chen Jie took Wang Zhan, who was the founder of foundation eight, into his hands. The fluctuation of Chen Jie's spiritual power at that time shows his strength of foundation nine.

However, Wang Li's own strength is higher than Wang Zhan's, plus the Wang family's numerous talents and local treasures cultivation, and the blessing of high-level martial arts, is it comparable to Chen Jie from this small town?

The blue sword is getting closer and closer, and Chen Jie's figure is also approaching with a strange speed.

"Go to hell!"

Wang Li's face became distorted, and his eyes were full of satisfaction, as if he had seen Chen Jie's sword, and he could not die any more.

All of a sudden, when Chen Jie's head is about to touch the blue sword, Chen Jie's head slides strangely towards the side of the sword body, and his body also moves aside, as if to avoid the sword.

"Do you think I don't know your trick?"

Wang Li roared with pride.

Originally, the straight-line stab of the wind sword suddenly changed from a sudden stab to a horizontal cut. Suddenly, his body turned. He held the wind sword in his hand along with the rotation of his body. A blue body of the sword split across Chen Jie's face.

Chen Jie's head was cut in two by a blue sword.

Before Wang Li could wait to be happy, the pupil locked on Chen Jie's body suddenly shrank, and his face suddenly changed,

"False?"

At this time, Chen Jie's body, which was cut off by Wang Li's sword, did not gush out any trace of blood. Instead, it slowly faded and disappeared.

Without waiting for Wang Li to react, a golden fist slowly stretched out from behind to the front chest.

"Are you looking for me?"

A faint voice came from behind Wang Li, without any emotion.

But in Wang Li's opinion, the sound seems to come from Jiuyou hell. It makes people feel numb and sweat. It's just that Wang Li is bleeding.

"You... You..."

Wang Li wants to turn his head to see Chen Jie, but the pain from his chest makes him twitch.

"Comfortable?"

Chen Jie's mouth raised a strange radian and asked.

Wang Li's body is completely penetrated by Chen Jie's arm. The golden arm is covered with a light blue aura. The blood spurting from Wang Li's body can't leave any blood on Chen Jie's body.

Chen Jie was holding in the hands of a bright red heart constantly beating, every beat, there is a gush of blood.

"You... Can't..."

Wang Li tried to spit out a few words from his mouth, and his face was full of panic. He didn't have the ferocity of trying to kill Chen Jie just now.

He now regrets why he wanted to kill Chen Jie alone, and why he specially ordered the guards around the palace. If there was any movement in this place, he would solve it without them coming. So there was such a big movement here, but there was no guard.

But what's the use of regret now?

Without waiting for Wang Li to finish what he said, Chen Jie's hand made an effort, and a beating heart burst open. Wang Li's pupil dilated and hung on Chen Jie's arm like this, and the wind sword in his hand fell down heavily.

Wang Li died.

Now the informer was too scared to move. His face was pale and his body was shaking. It seemed that something in front of him made him extremely afraid.

Chen Jie straightens his arm and holds it in the void. The body of the last spy suddenly twists. The original tall body looks like it has been compressed. His body sends out bursts of pea like crackling sound, turns into a head size meat ball, and falls heavily to the ground.

Chen Jie throws Wang Li's body down, and an energy ball condenses in his palm. Then the black swallow wings pop up behind him and disappear into a dark shadow in the night sky.

There was a huge explosion on the wall outside the palace.

The next day, the whole Huangfeng city was discussing the explosion outside the Palace last night.

Some people say that it's the energy fluctuation left by the masters.

What's more, assassins sent from other countries wanted to assassinate the Lord, but they were killed.

For a moment, people in Huangfeng city were in a panic.

At this time, the Royal assembly hall.

The faces of the people sitting around the table were gloomy. There was no sound in the conference hall of more than a dozen people. There was no breath. The air seemed to be frozen, and the silence was terrible.

Wang Mou, sitting at the top, looks gloomy and says slowly:

"I want to know why the jade slips of Wang Li's soul are broken."

Everyone with status in the Wang family will leave a piece of soul jade slips at home. No matter how many people are injured, as long as they are not dead, the soul jade slips will not be broken, but the soul jade slips of Wang Li are broken.

As a blue knight in the army, Wang Li's status is equivalent to that of a centurion. Moreover, Wang Li is a standing army in Huangfeng City, and he basically does not go out to fight.

That is to say, our own people were killed in front of our own family, and the Wang family has no clue now. This is a great shame.

"Who can give me an answer!"

Wang Mou's powerful aura surged in an instant, and his broad hand slapped on the stone table. In the eyes of everyone, the stone table turned into a pile of vermicelli.

It's a table mixed with secret silver powder. Few people in quadrupole can smash it. But Wang Mou can turn the table into powder instantly. His strength is absolutely terrible.