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Chapter 117 100. Jiang Ping's backhand

"I've said it before, I'm the father you'll never get!" Jiang Ping mocked disdainfully, with an attitude that didn't put Liang Qi in his eyes at all. Although Jiang Ping said so, he secretly mobilized his body The monster power, in case of emergency.

"You sharp-toothed evildoer, when I draw out your demon soul and burn it with fire, I hope you can still be so arrogant!" Liang Qi let out a long breath, trying to suppress the anger in his heart as much as possible.

"Whoosh!" The three blood swords came forward thinking about Jiang Ping. Jiang Ping's death means that the field of life and death has not disappeared, which also means that Jiang Ping still cannot get the blessing of the demon power of the formation. .

There were fierce ghosts howling on the blood sword, and Jiang Ping was upset when he heard it. He staggered his hands up and down, and a fire appeared between his palms.

"Fire trees and silver flowers!" Jiang Ping once again displayed his magical powers, and the fire seeds fell to the ground, and the giant flame tree rose into the sky, blocking in front of the three blood swords.

The blood sword did not get any substantial obstacles, the bloody ghost flew out and stepped on the three blood swords, and rushed into the huge fire tree without fear of death.

The blood sword and the ghost entered into the huge flame tree, a silver flower quietly bloomed, and then quickly withered, "Boom!" The power of the fire tree silver flower swept away, drowning the blood sword and the ghost in an instant.

"Sun Zai! I forgot to tell you that grandpa is also half-step foundation building now. Your attacks don't seem to be enough. Why don't you come up with something stronger?" Jiang Ping mocked.

Liang Qi frowned slightly when he saw this scene. He always felt as if something was staring at him. Seeing Jiang Ping who was there, Liang Qi's heart sank, and his right hand rested on his left wrist. Slightly across the wrist.

Blood kept flowing from his wrist, but none of it spilled on the ground. The blood floated in Liang Qi's hand, and following the direction his finger pointed, the floating blood poured into the blood sword and Li Gui's body.

"Aw!" The blood soul roared angrily, rushed out of the flames all over the sky, roared towards Jiang Ping fearlessly, and the Flying Fish Spirit Sword appeared in Jiang Ping's hands. The real appearance of the Flying Fish Spirit Sword.

Jiang Ping held it with one hand, and shielded the sword with the other hand, "Lianshan!" Jiang Ping muttered softly. This time, there was no vast phantom, nor the vision of towering mountains pressing down on the top, only a bland sword .

With a sword swung, there seemed to be a howling wind. This sword contained Jiang Ping's strength, spirit, and demon power. The three were highly unified. Jiang Ping met the three flying swords flying up, "Clang!" Flying fish The spirit sword collided with the blood sword, and there was an ear-piercing humming sound.

In just a split second, the blood sword collapsed, and the Flying Fish Spirit Sword also had a gap. Jiang Ping felt his heart was broken. It was all money, and the materials used to make the Flying Fish Spirit Sword were all of great value. , it is simply not something he can bear at this stage.

Now there is a gap in the flying fish spirit sword, and I don't know when it will be repaired, but Jiang Ping is not immersed in the loss of the broken spirit sword, but retracts the flying fish spirit sword and rushes towards Liang Qi's position like lightning past.

As for the remaining bloody ghost, Jiang Ping directly chose to ignore it, "Xiaowan, I will leave it to you!" A dark cloud formed above his head.

"Five Yin Dirty Thunder!" Jiang Xiaowan's voice came from the dark clouds, and the dark clouds above the Scarlet Specter's head began to churn, with faint thunder flashing in it, but this thunder light was different from ordinary thunder.

Although ordinary thunder is powerful, it can be regarded as upright, majestic and violent, but the thunder that Jiang Xiaowan summoned is different. The five dirty thunders are like gloomy water, and seem to be pervasive toxins.

The sound of thunder coming from within the thundercloud was not dull thunder, but the clear and clear sound of water. This thundercloud seemed to have been brewing for a long time. In fact, when Liang Qi first appeared, Jiang Ping had already let Jiang Xiaowan fly over Hidden in the air.

Jiang Xiaowan has been brewing this thundercloud of five yin and dirty thunder for a long time. The five yin and dirty thunder are like flowing water, venting down from the thundercloud, and the five yin and dirty thunder are like raindrops, falling profusely on the bloody ghost body.

When Jiang Xiaowan appeared, the bloody ghost was already curled up there, as if a commoner had seen the king, there was nothing left but trembling, and the five yin visceral thunders vented on the bloody ghost.

The pitch-black Five Yin Viscera Thunder slowly spread to the Bloody Specter's body, and finally the Bloody Specter disappeared into the Five Yin Viscera Thunder without a sound, and finally the Five Yin Zang Thunder turned into a black pill.

Jiang Xiaowan drifted over, pinched the pill with two fingers, looked it up and down, put the pill in her mouth and swallowed it, "Well, it tastes good, a bit like jelly beans." Jiang Xiaowan Xiaowan smacked her mouth in satisfaction and said.

After doing all this, Jiang Xiaowan did not dispel the thunderclouds of the Five Yin Visceral Thunder, but turned her attention to the battle between Jiang Ping and Liang Qi.

After all, Liang Qi is a monk in the foundation-building realm who has experienced many battles. Although his cultivation base has been suppressed to only half a step of foundation-building level, he should not be underestimated. After all, although his mana has been sealed, he His foundation and physical fitness are still at the level of foundation-building monks.

Jiang Ping pressed on every step while Liang Qi retreated while fighting, with a look of ease, but Jiang Ping could see that Liang Qi was not as relaxed as he seemed, with such a high-intensity consumption of mana, and with Jiang Ping's majestic demon power, Some can't take it anymore.

Not to mention Liang Qi, who was sealed for most of his cultivation. In fact, there was only one reason why Liang Qi could persist for such a long time, and that was that he was constantly taking out pills from the storage bag and swallowing them.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ping felt heartbroken for a while. This is probably the gap between krypton gold players and ordinary players in the legend. Liang Qi is constantly swallowing pills, while Jiang Ping can only rely on Yaohun Thirteen to change crazily. The aura of heaven and earth has turned into demon power.

Just when Liang Qi swallowed No.30 pills, Jiang Ping finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Sun Zai, can you be more kind? If you have the ability, don't take drugs and fight with me with real swords and guns! You play like this It's hard for me!" Jiang Ping complained angrily.

"Monster, what are you talking nonsense about? Could it be that your brain has been broken?" Liang Qi mocked indifferently, "Five ghosts are haunted! Dirty thunder!" Just as the two of them advanced and retreated, Jiang Xiaowan Already controlling Leiyun to join the battle.

Liang Qi's body was so weird and ethereal that Jiang Ping couldn't capture it, but when Jiang Xiaowan joined the battle, the five ghosts descended and entangled Liang Qi's body. Locked tightly.

While the long-legged ghost from before seemed to lock Liang Qi's dantian, the cloth bag ghost propped up the bag to isolate Liang Qi from the aura of heaven and earth. Passed Liang Qi's body.

(End of this chapter)