The Great Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 252 Unbelievable
Ji Chuan and the middle-aged Taoist confronted each other like this, until the surrounding crowd dispersed in a panic, and the Taoist heaved a sigh of relief.

I came here today to save the two, but I came a step too late.

Seeing that Ji Chuan was about to start a massacre, he was not a cold-blooded person, so of course he couldn't bear the massacre of the people around him, so he came up with the idea of ​​frightening Ji Chuan.

Only then will he come out of the dark, otherwise, he will not easily show up in the capital.

Ji Chuan glanced at Su Ying next to him, and said to the middle-aged Taoist, "What? Do you want to fight or leave."

The middle-aged Taoist gave Ji Chuan a disdainful look, and said sarcastically, "Ji Baihu is really different when he becomes an imperial hawk dog. He speaks so loud and scary. Don't you think it's ridiculous that you can fight me, and you're not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?" .”

Those words criticized Ji Chuan as useless, and did not take him seriously at all.

But it can't be said that people are rampant. After all, a Yuanshen realm is fully qualified to look down on a Grandmaster realm, and he has just broken through.

However, he obviously did not expect that Ji Chuan could not be judged by common sense, and it is not impossible to fight in the realm of the master.

There was a sneer at the corner of Ji Chuan's mouth, without arguing, his figure slowly disappeared in front of the Taoist in an instant.

The pupils of the middle-aged Taoist shrank suddenly, and a person disappeared in front of him without noticing it, which is simply unimaginable.

"What about now? Are you still so confident?" Suddenly, Ji Chuan appeared behind the Taoist, with a calm tone, stabbing the Taoist's back with the embroidered spring knife in his hand.

The Taoist didn't panic, first pulled Su Ying back, turned around quickly, and held the extremely sharp Xiuchun knife with one hand, but there was no wound.

However, the middle-aged Taoist did not relax, but frowned tightly, staring at Ji Chuan and said, "Why did you suddenly disappear just now?"

The Taoist held Ji Chuan's knife, and the two confronted each other like this. He had to figure out what happened just now.

It is impossible for a Grandmaster to slip away under his nose. If he is careless, he may be hurt by this person.

In other words, a martial artist who had just broken through to the Grandmaster Realm almost injured a Primordial Spirit Realm martial artist. Just imagine how terrible it is.

If you tell it, no one will believe it.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even Taoists wouldn't believe it.

The Taoist tried hard to recall what happened just now, Ji Chuan was clearly standing in front of him, but suddenly disappeared, and it was hard to find him.

There was only one difference, the moment before disappearing, my mind seemed to pause.

That's it!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Taoist narrowed his eyes.

disturbed?

Could it be the spiritual mystic technique that only people above the primordial spirit realm are qualified to practice?
However, it really doesn't make sense why one can practice only at the master level.

Just as the middle-aged Taoist was thinking, he found Ji Chuan on the other side smiling strangely, and the Taoist's heart shuddered.

"laugh……"

However, that weird smile still remained at the corner of Ji Chuan's mouth, and disappeared in front of him again.

This time, he noticed that the thinking in his mind was indeed a little sluggish, and there was a pause for a second, as if he had stopped thinking.

The sound of a knife piercing the flesh echoed in Taoist's ears, but he didn't feel any pain.

Suddenly, cold sweat rolled down her cheeks, she turned around abruptly, and looked at the bright red side of Su Ying's chest, who was dressed in plain clothes.

The Taoist's eyes were red, and he glared at Ji Chuan. He quickly got up and came to Su Ying's side, and shook Ji Chuan away who was standing with the knife in his palm.

"Nephew Su, nephew Su..." The Taoist called loudly a few times, supported Su Ying, checked the wound, and was relieved to find that the injury was not fatal.

Immediately, he quickly put a mouthful of healing medicine into Su Ying's mouth.

"Ji Chuan, don't you want to die, do you really think that a poor Taoist dare not kill people in the capital?" The middle-aged Taoist roared at Ji Chuan. The moment Master Su was injured, his heart really fell to the bottom of the valley, and he clenched his fists Tight, looking at Ji Chuan with killing intent in his eyes.

Unmoved, Ji Chuan continued to sneer.

Su Ying stared blankly at Ji Chuan with her pair of autumn water eyes. There was both hatred and disbelief in her eyes. She didn't believe that her junior brother would kill her.

As if stupid, he looked at Ji Chuan without blinking.

In the end, Ji Chuan turned his eyes to the Taoist, and said indifferently: "Oh? Then you can try it and see whether you kill me first or I kill you, my nephew first. I heard that she is a Taoist body. If she dies inexplicably, don't you?" I know if the door will hurt."

The Taoist said angrily, "You dare!"

Even so, it always gives people a feeling of sternness and indifference, completely lacking in confidence.

He didn't dare to gamble, the Daoist sect didn't dare to gamble, and the Daoist sect didn't want to lose a Daoist disciple.

When Su Ying grows up, he is a person who can provoke the leader of the Taoist sect. He will never let Su Ying die here.

Even if she could die, Su Ying would never die.

Ji Chuan's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "King Cheng dared to ambush me here, and beheading these two people today is just interest.

Today, Ji's strength is low, but it is easy to destroy the Daoist sect. Don't think that if you become a king, you can act recklessly in the capital.

As a member of Jinyiwei, Ji has the right to defend the safety of the capital. If you sound an arrow at this moment to attract Jinyiwei, you think you can escape.

Hmph, I don't know what to say! "

After Ji Chuan finished speaking, the middle-aged Taoist panicked for a while, and his words made him fall into an ice cellar.

In fact, what Ji Chuan said was half-truth and half-false. With the power of the court, how could it be possible that they did not find out that Daomen had infiltrated into the capital? It is estimated that the attitude of surveillance was adopted, and there was no intention of conflict.

Even if Ji Chuan notified Jin Yiwei to come here at this time, it might be nothing, but in an emergency, he could save his life.

Moreover, even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to kill Su Ying in public, and that sect would not be able to find him desperately.

Even if he was protected by Chen Wei, he probably would not escape death.

So far, Sanqing Daomen have never taken the initiative to trouble him, presumably because they were entangled in this fight for the throne.

Otherwise, how could he be so relaxed.

The Taoist glared at Ji Chuan, but never dared to let go of his harsh words, and supported Su Ying to slowly back away from Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan didn't stop him, he didn't intend to kill the two of them, he just threatened to save too much trouble.

In this way, if Taoist disciples come to trouble him again, they have to weigh their own weight.

Try it today, use the supernatural power of the Dao Heart Demon to absorb the opponent's spirit, and it really has a miraculous effect.

Although it may only be a short second, it is still enough for Ji Chuan to respond. Didn't the Taoist just now have the right way.

This is not the scariest thing, Dao Heart Demons are hard to defend against, even if they are prepared, they will still be tricked unconsciously.

This ability to turn the virtual into the real and reverse the virtual and the real makes people hallucinate, and it is actually a perfect combination of martial arts and illusion.

I am afraid that illusion has never appeared in this continent, and it is indeed shocking.

(End of this chapter)