Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1392 Rebellious Scale
"The means of the Great Sage are unpredictable for ordinary people."

The two old women of the Poison Spirit Clan and the middle-aged warrior from the Lingsen Holy Land were alarmed.

Looking at the scene in front of him, his face revealed the color of exclamation.

"It is rumored that there are still several great saints in their Jinwu clan, no wonder they dare to take out the scrolls of the great saints so casually."

"I don't want to be envious. The great saints of our Lingsen Holy Land are all in seclusion. Where will they come out of the seclusion to make scrolls for me?"

The old woman from the Poison Spirit Tribe communicated with the strong man from Lingsen Holy Land.

Their eyes were fixed on the two strong men of the Golden Crow clan exuding a powerful aura, and envy and awe shone in their eyes.

Envy is the envy of the Golden Crow Clan for having such a great saint-level powerhouse who is considerate of future generations. As for awe, it is the awe of the means of this great saint-level powerhouse.

"The scroll of the Great Sage is interesting!"

Jian Fengyun narrowed his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There are records about these scrolls in the fairy alchemy he practiced.

The scroll of the Great Sage is a scroll condensed by the efforts and holy power of the seven-star and above holy realm powerhouses.

This kind of scroll contains a method of a great saint-level powerhouse, or a true method, or a secret technique, or a formation, etc.

Making this kind of scroll requires the consumption of the blood of the strong in the Great Sacred Realm, so this kind of scroll is quite precious in every era.

"Boy, know that the scroll of the Great Sage has not come back and kneel down, otherwise we will do it, and you will die without a whole body."

An old man of the Jinwu tribe spoke.

"Yes, if you kneel down now and call out the inheritance and all the treasures on your body, you still have a chance to become a follower of the Holy Son of our Golden Crow clan. In the future, you will follow the Holy Son, conquer the world, and have supreme glory."

Another old man of the Golden Crow also spoke.

The two of them looked at Jian Fengyun, wanting to defeat others without fighting.

"Okay, you are so polite, I will give you a chance, come here and kneel down, abolish your cultivation, hand over all the treasures on your body, and I will spare your life."

Jian Fengyun narrowed his eyes, and said abruptly.

His whole body was shrouded in the Xuanwu method, and the power in his body had already blessed the Xuanwu phantom to be as solid as gold, and it should be no problem to resist the attacks of the two Shenzong Realm Golden Crows for a while.

"court death!"

The expressions of those two old men from the Golden Crow clan changed drastically when they heard Jian Fengyun's words.

In the next moment, they shot at the same time.

Two phantoms of the Golden Crow emerged from behind them.

Soul Slayer Claw!
The terrifying aura of ancient ferocious beasts permeated the entire valley, deterring all monsters in all directions of the valley.

Even in the rear, the eyelids of the little rabbit in the Shenzong Realm in Jian Xueer's arms twitched.

With their cultivation restored, the Soul Slayer Claws they used became even more powerful.

Boom!Boom!
The two claw lights fell, although they didn't break the Xuanwu method, they still dimmed the light of the Xuanwu phantom in an instant.

Below the phantom of Xuanwu, under Jian Fengyun's feet, a collapse appeared directly.

It was the huge impact caused by the bombardment of the Soul Slayer Claw.

"The Soul Slayer Claw of the Golden Crow Clan is well-deserved!"

The strong man from the Spirit Forest Holy Land of the Poison Spirit Clan stared at the same time and nodded in agreement.

Seeing this scene, Jian Xue'er in the rear clenched her palms unconsciously, with a look of worry in her beautiful eyes.

However, compared to the changes in the surrounding people, Jian Fengyun remained unchanged, extremely calm.

No one noticed that dozens of lines of scriptures appeared in his eyes.

That is exactly the training scripture of the soul-destroying claw deduced by Zhan Yansheng Fa Sui.

"Ok!"

The two elders of the Jinwu clan saw that the phantom of Xuanwu was still unbroken, and their expressions fluctuated immediately.

"As expected of the Black Martial Arts, with the cultivation base of the Divine Origin Realm, it can resist our attacks."

The old man of the Golden Crow tribe nodded, and the light in his eyes became even brighter.

"That's right, if we can get this method, it will certainly be a big improvement for our Jinwu clan."

Another old man of the Golden Crow tribe also nodded, the greedy light in his eyes was self-evident.

"Again, I don't believe that he can keep urging the Xuanwu method."

The eyes of the Golden Crow old man who spoke first also flashed with blazing heat, and then continued.

"it is good!"

The two of them went on to strike, with even stronger momentum, condensing the soul-killing claws and directly attacking the basalt phantom condensed by Jian Fengyun.

The Golden Crow flitted, its claws shaking the sky.

The strong wind raged all around, and the ground was attacked by the soul-killing claws to create three large ravines, but they couldn't break through the xuanwu phantom.

"If you come again, I won't believe it."

Then, they went on to attack, and the momentum was condensed to the extreme.

Still can't break the xuanwu phantom.

Come again.

Still not broken.

Come again.

Still not broken.

Come again.

The two strong men of the Golden Crow tribe continued to attack, from full of confidence at the beginning, to showing strange colors on their faces, to sweating profusely.

They looked at each other, looking at each other with disbelief in their eyes, speechless.

"How is this possible? Even if it is a strong man in the Shenzong realm, meeting two Jinwu tribe powerhouses in the Shenzong realm, it would be very dangerous to be attacked by the soul-killing claw like this. How could it be unscathed?"

"This Xuanwu method is too weird."

The powerful members of the Poison Spirit Clan and Lingsen Holy Land also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Looking at the scene in front of them, they didn't know what to say for a while, but felt that their world view was refreshed.

"Oh my God, what happened?!"

"Am I dreaming?"

"They're not acting, are they?"

The disciples behind the three forces looked at the scene in front of them, their faces were horrified and speechless.

"Elder, if you start with the woman behind him, I don't believe that Jian Fengyun will ignore him."

After a while, there was finally a young man from the Jinwu tribe, his eyes fixed on Jian Xueer who was behind Jian Fengyun.

After his words fell, everyone's eyes focused on Jian Xue'er.

"That's right, Jian Fengyun offended even the Dongfang family because of this woman."

"This woman must be very important to him."

"If you start attacking her, Jian Fengyun will definitely not be able to sit still, maybe he can find an opportunity to catch that woman and force him to disperse the Xuanwu method."

The two old men of the Jinwu tribe are not fools.

It was just that they competed with the xuanwu phantom on Jian Fengyun's body just now, but now that the impulse was over, they immediately understood that if they wanted to deal with Jian Fengyun, they still had to attack from other directions.

"Jian Fengyun, since you want to hide in that tortoise shell, then hide in it and see if you can still sit still after I killed your woman."

The old man of the Jinwu clan stared coldly at Jian Fengyun with a ferocious smile on his face.

At this moment, Jian Fengyun's body shook, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

The sutra of the soul-destroying claw was successfully deduced.

(End of this chapter)