The most powerful world overlord system

Chapter 83 Three Lucky Draw Chances
"Quickly open!"

"Be careful behind you!"

Jiang Feichen disappeared out of thin air, and the two masked monks were slightly stunned. When they were looking at each other, the exclamation of several masked monks suddenly came from behind.

"Behind!"

When the two masked monks heard the words, an inexplicable chill suddenly rose in their hearts.

They didn't think much about it, and almost at the same time, they rushed towards the two sides.

"The first form of the three thousand vertical lightsaber, the sword is ten miles long, and the snow is falling!"

However, they did not wait for their figures to move a few meters.

In the void nearly half a meter behind the two of them, silver light shone.

A three-foot Zifeng long sword stabbed out.

The sword edge moved forward, and a few snowflakes flew up.

One of the masked monks couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced through the chest by Zifeng's long sword.

Snowflakes are dyed red!

"buzz"

At the hilt of the Zilei chasing lightsaber, Jiang Feichen turned his right hand, and the Zilei chasing lightsaber slipped out from the chest of Masked Cultivator, bringing up a rainbow of blood, and went directly towards No.2 Masked Cultivator's neck, and swept away .

"what"

No. 2 masked monk, his face was pale with shock, his whole body's spiritual power was tumbling, and all of it was mobilized, and his figure leaped forward at an unprecedented speed.

With a vertical swipe, it has already rushed a hundred meters away.

But even so, there was still a faint pain in the back of his neck.

Zidian's chasing lightsaber did not kill him, but a trace of cold sword energy still seeped into his skin.

"Damn!"

The masked monk was shocked and angry, and extremely ashamed.

I didn't expect that I, a ninth-level foundation-building battle cultivator, would be killed by a production-type monk at the second-level foundation building, and ran away in panic.

He gritted his teeth tightly and swung the spiked spirit stick in his hand, wanting to turn back again and kill Jiang Feichen.

But when he looked back, he found that Jiang Feichen had long since disappeared.

"bass"

When the masked monk saw this, his heart immediately went cold.

But at this time, beside him, the Zilei chasing light sword flashed out from the void, and the purple sword's glow instantly magnified in the eyes of the masked monk.

Before he could utter a scream, a head flew up from his shoulders, and his heavy body fell from mid-air.

"Ding Dong"

"Ding Dong"

"Jiang Feichen leapfrogged to the seventh level and beheaded two foundation-building monks of the ninth level!"

"Mission: Leapfrog to fight, strong and immortal, complete!"

"Reward Jiang Feichen, two ordinary lottery privileges!"

Jiang Feichen retracted his sword, stepped out of the void, and the notification sound of the overlord system in his mind sounded at the same time.

"I got two more lucky draw chances, this time I'm prosperous!"

Jiang Feichen regained his energy, turned his gaze, and looked at the last three masked cultivators not far away who were stalking the Modao puppet.

Although the strength of the Modao puppet is only in the state of foundation establishment.

But after all, he came from the realm of the gods, and the quality of the Modao armor was extremely high, and his psionic value was equivalent to a powerful monk with a flawless spiritual root.

In addition, there are [-] spiritual stone card slots in the body of Mo Dao Jiashi, which can replenish his spiritual power at any time.

Therefore, with his own strength, against the three elite fighters of the ninth level of foundation establishment, not only did he not show any signs of defeat, but as time went by, he gradually gained the upper hand.

"What should we do, are we going to fall here today!"

"This cultivator's strength is too strong, even in the Six Realms battlefield, it's rare!"

"Jiang Feichen on the opposite side is even more unpredictable, with too many tricks!"

The three masked monks became more frightened and panicked as they fought, and they had already lost the courage to fight to the death.

"Let's go, this revenge will be reported in the future!"

The three masked cultivators were heartbroken, and all the spiritual power in their bodies was poured into the spiked spiritual sticks.

They shouted at the same time, and they threw out their spiked spiritual sticks together, unleashing their biggest blow.

However, the figures of the three people folded at the same time, and fled in three different directions.

"Flash Talisman!"

The last flash talisman in Jiang Feichen's hand was activated, and the silver light flashed, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.

At the same time, beside a masked cultivator, Jiang Feichen appeared out of thin air, and stabbed the masked cultivator with a sword, chopping the masked cultivator down into the sky.

"Ding Dong"

"Jiang Feichen killed a foundation-building nine-layer monk!"

"Mission: Leapfrog to fight, strong and immortal, complete!"

"Reward Jiang Feichen, two ordinary lottery privileges!"

The moment the masked monk fell down, the system sound rang again in Jiang Feichen's mind.

"Earth Fiend Slash, King Kong Xiaoyue Slash!"

On the other side, driven by Jiang Feichen, the Modao puppet also erupted suddenly.

He extracted all the remaining spiritual power of the spiritual stone in the spiritual stone card slot in the soldier's body, and turned it into endless spiritual power on his arms.

The Modao soldier soared into the air, waving the golden long knife in his hands with both arms, and slashed twice in midair.

Two half-moon sword glows galloped across the air.

In an instant, he caught up with the last two fleeing masked monks.

The blade glowed across the sky, and the two masked cultivators screamed, and were struck by the blade glow, tearing them into countless pieces.

"Treasurer Meng!"

Jiang Feichen beheaded ten masked monks, turned around, and immediately jumped down from midair.

On the deck of the Xingge Boat, He Lou Qingshan and Yang Yumei were also extremely shocked, but Jiang Feichen's feat of beheading ten foundation-building and nine-level war repairers in a row.

But what he cared more about was Meng Changhe, who was seriously injured by the masked monk.

When Jiang Feichen fell off the deck, He Lou Qingshan had just carefully picked up Meng Changhe.

"How's shopkeeper Meng?"

Jiang Feichen asked anxiously.

"Master, the shopkeeper's situation is very bad!"

He Lou Qingshan stretched out his palm, and a wisp of spiritual power penetrated into Meng Changhe's body.

After a while, he raised his head and said sadly: "Meng shopkeeper's internal organs and meridians are almost all shattered, on the verge of being broken, and there is a kind of tyrannical spiritual power that wanders from his body, aggravating his pain all the time. damage!"

"So, you can't even take pills now!"

Jiang Feichen's heart tightened.

If Meng Changhe's internal organs and meridians of the whole body were damaged, he could barely maintain it by taking the precious medicine.

But what is difficult to deal with now is the tyrannical foreign spiritual power in his body.

If one takes the elixir, the spiritual power will also grow slowly with the nourishment of the medicine.

The more pills you take, the more dangerous you will be.

"What should we do? Now we are several hours away from the important town of Yunjiao. It is too late to return to the important town of Yunjiao to seek medical treatment!"

Yang Yumei was also extremely anxious: "With Shopkeeper Meng's current injuries, only those who are above the Fusion Spirit Realm can dissolve the tyrannical spiritual power in his body without aggravating Shopkeeper Meng's injuries."

"Forget it, let's return to the important town of Yunjiao first!"

Jiang Feichen ordered: "Qingshan, you should notify Tong Qingshui now and ask her to come quickly to meet us!"

"Yes, Master!"

He Lou Qingshan nodded quickly when he heard the words, took out his palm treasure, and contacted Tong Qingshui.

"By the way, I still have three chances to draw a lottery, but I didn't have time to use it!"

After Jiang Feichen ordered, he suddenly remembered that he had just beheaded three masked monks.

At this moment, he also has three ordinary lottery draw permissions.

(End of this chapter)