My talent is resurrection

Chapter 392
The most important reason why the word "kill" among the 24 characters of Taoism has not been pronounced for nearly a thousand years is the backlash of the word "kill".

If Chen Jiu can't kill Bai Zhi, then he will die.

Backlash and die.

But now that Chen Jiu hurt Bai Zhi, blood spattered out, the killing intent naturally increased, and the momentum increased, and the weakening martial arts increased at this moment. With one hand, he resisted the falling void, turned over, and stretched out his hand to grab , that is, a large film of stars and martial arts came, and then...

Step up to the sky!

Bai Zhi stretched out his hand to tightly hold the third flying sword that pierced through his shoulder, the blood continued to flow, and the flying sword screamed.

Bai Zhi flicked lightly, and the third flying sword was pulled out of her shoulder, bringing out a lot of flesh and blood, causing her to grunt, then with a serious face, she stretched out her hand and pulled the three flying swords, and yelled at Chen Jiu coldly.

"Three swords."

The first sword cut the flesh in an instant.

Blood spurted out of Chen Jiu's body, and he glanced at it a little, but the castration did not diminish at all, and he didn't care at all.

The second sword cut Wuyun Xinghui in an instant.

weakened by [-]%.

Chen Jiuchao sucked and pulled the sky and the earth, his martial arts starlight was inexhaustible, and his body was getting closer and closer to Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi's eyes were pure white, and his expression was extremely serious.

The third sword cuts the soul for a long time.

Chen Jiu's body stopped, his forward posture was extremely slow, his face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth. After a while, he actually pointed at his eyebrows with one finger, and dragged his soul out from the top of his skull.

The pupils of the onlookers widened, their expressions were incredulous, and they said in horror: "Crazy, this Chen Jiu is crazy, and he will die!"

The faces of the surrounding celestial beings became more and more suspicious. Although Chen Jiu was full of murderous intent, he was orthodox in Taoism after all, and he was definitely not a real monk of the Demon Cult. But why is he acting as crazy as a monk of the Demon Cult now?
Dare to directly drag out the direct soul. This kind of desperate practice has never been seen by many celestial monks. Now Chen Jiu has opened their eyes to them.

And the most terrifying thing is yet to come.

The corner of Chen Jiu's mouth was already biting blood, and his teeth were almost shattered. He flicked his fingers hard at his soul and let out a yell.

"roll!"

Bai Zhi's third flying sword suddenly shot out from Chen Jiu's soul, screaming incessantly, with the sword intent drooping all over his body.

Chen Jiu was covered in blood, dragging on the sky, and clenched his fist tightly.

The fist is full of energy, far more than martial arts stars, it has the meaning of entering the Tao.

Like little stars!
Chen Jiu asked Bai Zhi loudly: "Can the three swords keep up with my punch?!"

Bai Zhi couldn't answer, because the fist came, shining brightly in front of her pupils.

Like a star bursting.

There was a sudden sound in the entire northern part of Tianguang Prefecture.

Boundless martial arts sprinkled down.

Bai Zhi fell, drenched in blood.

The first flying sword shattered and broke, and the fragments of the flying sword fell scattered on the top of Fuyao Mountain along with her falling body.

The ten or so celestial cultivators who were watching from the sky looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they spoke in a deep voice.

"The victory and defeat have already been decided. One of Bai Zhi's natal flying swords was smashed by Chen Jiu, and he was severely injured. The physique of sword repair is not as strong as that of physical repair. Bai Zhi should have no chance of winning, unless there is something to hurt the enemy. One thousand, a domineering move that damages oneself by eight hundred."

A celestial cultivator shook his head, "Bai Zhi has already broken a natal flying sword, if she still needs to damage herself by [-] yuan, comparing her sword cultivation physique with Chen Jiu's physical cultivation physique, I believe it must be Bai Zhi who is the self-cultivator." Those with a loss of [-] will die faster."

Some celestial monks nodded in agreement. This is indeed the truth, but they couldn't help sighing.

"It's really coming from behind. This Chen Jiu is too terrifying. He can really stabilize the young No. 1 Bai Zhi in the previous era, and even behead him. We old people can't get anything in front of this Chen Jiu."

An old celestial being shook his head and laughed at himself: "An ordinary celestial being like me in the tenth realm, Chen Jiu probably killed me casually."

The old man's self-deprecating sound caused the surrounding gods to sigh even more.

Bai Zhi fell to the ground, already seriously injured, he kept coughing up blood, stumbled and barely stood up, his face was still cold.

Chen Jiu stepped down from the sky, evaporated the blood on his body with martial arts, clapped his hands, and said softly to Bai Zhi.

"You are the first monk to let me know how high the fairy on the mountain is, so in order to repay you..."

Chen Jiu turned his head and looked towards the south, looking very far away, then turned back to Bai Zhi and stretched out his hand and said softly: "I will let you die in a place with mountains and rivers, although you may not be able to accept the way of death."

Bai Zhi spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and the sword intent all over his body solidified again.

Chen Jiudan pointed at the center of Bai Zhi's eyebrows, "It looks like I'm going to beat you into a cripple first."

"Wait!" A monk shouted.

A man in white came from the sky, with his feet on auspicious clouds, a purple gold crown on his head, a handsome face, and a folding fan in his hand, which was composed of several golden talismans, which showed that he had an unusual background.

The surrounding heavenly beings frowned and murmured, "How come the second son of Jianhu from Fubaizhou came here to stand out for Baizhi?"

Chen Jiu didn't turn his head to pay attention to this son-in-law, his fingers were still firmly on the center of Bai Zhi's eyebrows, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The man in white hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute. Since the winner has been decided, otherwise we will let Miss Bai die. Let's turn big things into small things, turn enemies into friends, and let's take it as a next step."

As soon as this remark came out, Ma Jiuwan immediately became angry, and yelled at the man in white.

"My father... my ninth brother needs you to teach me how to do things, so why don't you ask for a fight?!"

The man in white was taken aback by Ma Jiuwan's scolding, and frowned at Ma Jiuwan and asked, "I don't know where you are from?"

Ma Jiuwan tossed his sleeves, put his hands behind his hands, and said angrily, "I'm your father!"

The white-clothed man's face turned cold, and he said displeasedly: "Your Excellency's words are a bit too arrogant."

Crazy?

Ma Jiuwan frowned, he could be even crazier!
As long as Chen Jiu is by his side.

Chen Jiu suddenly said, "Did you not hear what I said before, or do you think you can beat me, come out to speak in such a hurry, if you dare to say a word of intercession for Bai Zhi, I will beat you first about you!"

The white-clothed man's face paused, and then he laughed angrily, "Okay, that's great, you, Chen Jiudang, are really lawless in Guangzhou today, you can kill whoever you want, maybe it's because the school is withdrawn and you're really gone rule?!"

Many monks onlookers began to whisper, and most of them supported the man in white's words, thinking that Chen Jiu's actions were too reckless, and he directly hit other people's hills. It is not enough to kill an ancestor, but another contemporary arrogance must be killed.

Chen Jiu dodges suddenly, pinching the neck of the man in white with one hand, causing his face to turn red, and he kept struggling, but was restrained by Wu Yun Xinghui, there was nothing he could do.

There was a sword light shining from the sword lake in Fubaizhou, and one of them shouted angrily, "Who dares to hurt my son?!"

Jianguang came straight to Guangzhou in the sky.

There was a sudden flicker on the sky, and a red-faced Taoist stopped in front of the sword light and let out a random sound.

"roll."

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Chen Jiu pinched the neck of the man in white and asked everyone.

"I seek revenge for reasons and reasons. Whoever refuses to accept it, why should I refuse to accept it?!"

(End of this chapter)