I Am the Righteous Master

The Haoqi Jing circulated quietly, mana surged, and a layer of white light emerged from Jiang Yun's body, enveloping his entire body.

With the aura of grandeur, all evils are kept away, and a hundred ghosts cannot invade. These sand particles contaminated with rotten aura can't get close to Jiang Yun at all.

A soft force erupted, and the dragon pattern sword was wrapped in black sand, and it was pulled in the direction of the black-robed old man, but it wanted to take Jiang Yun's weapon away.

Jiang Yun snorted coldly, the dragon pattern sword shook, the old man in black robe groaned, the black sand shook to the ground, and a sword light pierced his heart.

There was a "squeak", as if the rags and window paper had been smashed, and the body under the black robe was empty, like liquid.

This black-robed old man practiced a special method. He refined all his flesh and blood into this kind of black sand tainted with the breath of death. Ordinary weapons could not hurt him at all.

But the black-robed old man was also surprised at the moment.

One is that the sword in Jiang Yun's hand is too sharp, and its material can already be compared with a Taoist weapon. Even his [Immortal Black Sand] cannot be immune to all its damage.

The second is that the strength of the opponent is surprisingly great, even though he is still a level away from himself, his strength is much greater than his own.

Just now he wanted to pull the long sword out, but he didn't pull it...

But it is not easy for the other party to kill him.

The black-robed old man thought in his heart, as long as he could hold back Jiang Yun, the holy son of Xuantian sect, the reinforcements behind him would come.

He wrapped the black sand in his arms, turned into a huge figure, and went straight to Jiang Yun.

Looking at the figure made of black sand in front of him, Jiang Yun took a deep breath.

The black sand figure clenched his fist and smashed it down on the head.

The Demon God Art circulated quietly, Jiang Yun raised his hand, and slapped——

The endless power passed down to the ancient demon emperor burst out and poured it all into that fist of black sand.

Then the black-robed old man discovered in horror that the immortal physique he had cultivated so hard had started to reverse!

The black sand faded, congealed, and gathered together.

Wrinkled old skin, loose and weak pulse, fragile and loose bones...

He is recovering his flesh and blood bit by bit!

The old man in black robe was terrified and struggled hard, but to no avail.

Jiang Yun had tried to think about whether the power of the Demon Emperor's Art could restrain the Immortal Palace.

Today, this idea has finally been confirmed.

Under the endless power of the Demon Emperor's Art, the body of the black-robed old man's painstakingly practiced Art was completely destroyed.

He became a weak mortal.

Of course, the so-called weakness still has the strength of the Shenque Quadruple Heaven.

The elder of the Immortal Palace gritted his teeth and punched Jiang Yun, but he grabbed his fist straight away.

The strength of this black-robed old man was not as strong as Jiang Yun's. After losing his physique, he couldn't adapt to a normal physical body, and he couldn't even exert his original strength.

Jiang Yun's eyes turned cold, and with a click, he broke the arm of the black-robed old man.

"what……"

With a scream, Jiang Yun's face was cold, and his foot fell, crushing his shin bone.

After dozens of strokes, a white fist blasted out, smashing the head of the Immortal Hall Elder together with his soul.

End of month summary

Na na na, this is Feng Xian.

It's the end of the month once again in January.

Although I touched it for a day this month, but because I had a little more words in each chapter, which was about [-], it turned out that the full attendance was easily up to the standard.

First report the results of this book.

I ate a best-selling selection, which added [-] to my favorites (although it is still dropping now), and [-] orders have been ordered.

Now our book has [-] collections, and [-] have been ordered.

It is [-] average more than the month when it was just put on the shelves.

Although in our station, it is still ordinary or even a little flustered, it is definitely not comparable to the big guys, but we have been making progress.

Here, I would like to give readers who subscribe, reward, comment and vote, grandpa, or2!

(In addition, this... or2 is indeed more warped than orz...)

Thank you very much for your support.

Then talk about the plot.

For this month's plot, I am quite satisfied.

After conquering Master Righteous Way, he laid a few foreshadowings along the way.

The arrangement of Sesser's daily routine and Shura field is not bad. It can be said that it has reached my personal expectation and outline arrangement.

After writing this, I suddenly found that our book is almost 50 words long.

Thinking back to the time when I first went on the shelves, it felt pretty fast.

In the next volume, the first half will definitely be the line of Zhengdao junior sisters.

And the plot has advanced to the present, and some villains should also be liquidated.

And the rhythm is okay, um, keep it up.

Finally, tomorrow is May Day, I wish you all a happy holiday.

But I will definitely not ask for leave, and the update will continue tomorrow.

I love you guys~~~

Chapter 210 "Picking up the Righteous Saintess and Being Hunted Down"

"call……"

Jiang Yun heaved a sigh of relief after killing the old man in black robe.

He turned around, and Ning Xi was looking at him with red eyes, leaning on a sword in one hand.

Her hair was a mess and fell over her shoulders.

His body was bloody and dirty.

Jiang Yun took a step forward cautiously, and after seeing that Ning Xi didn't react violently, he boldly approached.

He also saw that something was wrong with his junior sister.

Ning Xi whimpered, but she didn't intend to escape.

Jiang Yun stretched out his hand and put it lightly on her shoulder.

Ning Xi's body trembled, and he let him hug her into his arms.

"It's alright, it's alright..."

Jiang Yun stroked Ning Xi's dirty hair, feeling a pain in his heart.

"Come on, let's go home."

Jiang Yun hugged Ning Xi, then squatted down.

Like instinct, Ning Xi slowly put her hands on her senior's shoulders, wrapped them around his neck, and lay on Jiang Yun's body.

Jiang Yun got up, and when he was about to leave, dozens of streamers suddenly fell from the sky.

The visitors were divided into two groups, one group was dressed in the costumes of Haoqi Sect monks, and the other group was monks from Tianyin Valley.

Jiang Yun stopped in his tracks.

Looking at the head of the Haoqi Sect elder with gray hair and a fleshy face.

He remembered.

This was the Chu Cheng, Elder Chu, who chased him and Su Linyue to death on that rainy night three years ago.

Unexpectedly, on this night three years later, the two met again.

It's just that it didn't rain heavily tonight.

"Uncle Chu."

Jiang Yun took a deep breath.

Old friends meet, at this moment, but it is like that moment.

Chu Cheng also looked at him, and after a long silence, he slowly said:

"……Son."

After Jiang Yun rebelled against the sect, the Haoqi Sect did not establish a holy son, and the position of the holy son has always been vacant.

Although we haven't seen each other for three years, Chu Cheng still calls him that.

"I want to take Ning Xi away."

Jiang Yun opened his mouth and pointed to his junior sister on his shoulder with a calm and steady voice.

"...Elder Mu has an order that I must take the saint girl back to the sect, and ask the Holy Son to hand over the saint girl to us."

Chu Cheng opened his mouth and took a step forward.

Behind him, followed by two Haoqi Sect elders from the Fourth Heaven of the Divine Tower.

Ning Xi shrank back and hugged Jiang Yun's neck tightly.

Jiang Yun could clearly feel that her body tensed up.

"You see, she doesn't trust you."