Chapter 34: Who told you that I am weak?

Chapter 34: Who told you that I am weak?

  Chapter 34 Who sue you, I'm weak?

   "A mere fifth-grade body refiner, I'll tear you apart!"

   A middle-aged female spirit clan sneered, her sharp fingernails glowing with black light, and she grabbed Jiang Chen directly.

   The other thirteen Spirit Races also attacked Jiang Chen.

   The old man in black looked cold, and the pitch-black wooden sword struck again.

  Jiang Chen looked indifferent, he is not an ordinary fifth-rank!

  Boom

   "Ugh..."

The    fists fell, and the shrill screams sounded, and the middle-aged female spirit clan's body shook, and it exploded on the spot.

   "This is not an ordinary fifth-grade qi and blood!"

  The rest of the Spirit Race, just touching the red blood light, their hands sizzling, and the black gas evaporates.

   The psionic energy is mighty, taking the opportunity to sweep.

   The jet-black wooden sword arrived in time, and the black sword light split into golden light and collided with both hands.

when

With a    sound, Jiang Chen trembled and slid out.

   "Three sisters (the third child)."

   An urgent call sounded, and more than a dozen Spirit Races looked at the bursting female Spirit Race at the same time.

   But I saw that the female spirit race turned into a black gas and flew into Jiang Chen's arms, and the spirit ball was glowing with a faint golden light.

   "Naling Ball!"

   Fourteen Spirit Races looked at Jiang Chen angrily.

   Take the spirit ball and absorb the equipment of their spirit race!

   "Don't worry, you will all be put in by me!"

  Jiang Chen sneered, his palms gathered the power of qi and blood again, cooperated with spiritual energy, and killed the fourteen Spirit Races.

   "You step back, there is a problem with his blood power!"

   The old man in black shouted coldly.

  Because of the interference of the psionic gloves, he didn't see Jiang Chen's true strength for a while.

   For a while, the eleven Spiritual Races withdrew, leaving only him and the other two ninth-rankers.

   "Spiritual Sound!"

   The old man in black drank coldly, and the eleven spirits who retreated spoke silently at the same time.

  Although there was no sound, there were strange laughter from Jiang Chen's ears: "Jie Jie..."

   Strange laughter was piercing, straight to the mind.

  Rao was protected by qi and blood, and Jiang Chen was also in a trance.

  The three Spirit Race took the opportunity to shoot, the pitch-black wooden sword, and the two hands with sharp fingernails grabbed Jiang Chen at the same time.

  Jiang Chen quickly activated the full power of the psionic gloves, and the majestic psychic energy exploded!

   rumbling

  The terrifying golden light illuminated the surroundings, and the spiritual energy was like a torrent, submerging Jiang Chen for several meters.

   puff

   Jet-black blood spilled, black smoke filled the air, shrill screams resounded, and the jet-black wooden sword flew away.

  Three Spirit Races flew out at the same time.

"how is this possible?"

   "You glove, beyond the ninth grade?"

  Three Eldar, screaming in horror.

   Especially the old man in black, his face was full of disbelief.

   With his late ninth-rank strength, combined with the wooden sword made by Yunling Wood, even if it is the peak of the general ninth-rank, it is not his opponent.

   But these gloves, with a single blow, almost shattered his spiritual body!

The    psychic energy erupted, and the aftermath was rolling. Eleven Spirit Races were also impacted. The two weaker ones turned into black mist and were absorbed by the spirit balls.

  The ground was scraped off a layer, and the Yunling Tree not far away also vibrated violently.

   bang bang

The    spirit clan fell to the ground, and the two nearly nine-rank spirit clan did not get up for a while.

   Black blood oozes out of the mouth of the old man in black, his hands resting on the ground, struggling to get up.

   Jiang Chen was also panting violently, his hands shaking.

   The power of this psionic glove exploded, it was truly terrifying, and all three ninth-rank spiritual clans were severely injured.

   However, his gloves and strength were almost exhausted.

boom

   A dull sound rang out, and Jiang Chen knelt down on one knee, sweat oozing from his forehead.

   "The psionic energy is exhausted, you are just an ant you can kill!"

  The old man in black circulated the black energy in his body, forcibly suppressing his injuries.

   Without the psionic glove, it is only the power of 5th rank qi and blood, even if this 5th rank is not ordinary, he will not take it seriously!

   The old hands were shriveled like chicken claws, but the nails were exceptionally sharp.

  咻!

   At this moment, a dazzling sword light lit up, like a meteor from the sky, and a sword slashed through the old man's throat.

"Do not…"

  The old man covered his throat with his hands and looked at the long sword in disbelief.

   "Jiang Chen, I have a good intention in vain, sharing Yunling Wood with you, but you want to stun me and own it alone!"

   The indifferent voice sounded, Yang Yuqing stood holding the sword, the sword was stained with dark blood.

   "Don't you also believe me?" Jiang Chen sneered: "If you really trusted me, you should still be in a coma!"

   "Looking at your embarrassed appearance, I really want to laugh, thank you very much, help me get the Yunling Wood!"

   Yang Yuqing sneered, the sword light reappeared, and several sword shadows flashed past.

   The two ninth-rank spiritual clans were completely powerless to resist at this moment, and were killed by a sword.

  The rest of the Spirit Clan wanted to escape, but Yang Yuqing's sword light split and chased after him.

   Of the nine Spirit Races, seven were penetrated by the sword light, and only two escaped.

   did not catch up, Yang Yuqing went straight to Yunling Wood: "Watch out, Jiang Chen, this Yunling Wood is mine!"

  Jiang Chen propped himself up and stood up, still panting, looking exhausted.

  Yang Yuqing came to Yunling Wood, and the long sword gathered spiritual energy again.

   Chi Chi!

  The sound of breaking the air came, and a stone went straight to Yang Yuqing's face with the blessing of spiritual energy.

  Yang Yuqing was well prepared and resisted with the sword.

   Jingle

The    stone fell and shattered instantly, but the spiritual energy contained in it still forced Yang Yuqing to take a few steps back.

   "Who? Get out!" Yang Yuqing shouted coldly.

   "I didn't expect that a spirit tree could turn you into enemies."

   The cold words resounded, and Liu Qingyuan walked out of the darkness with the three of them, looking at Jiang Chen: "My good apprentice, you have revealed your true form."

   Two of them were No. 1 and No. 2. The third, Jiang Chen did not know, was a stern-faced young man with a cyan long sword hanging from his waist.

   "Liu Qingyuan?" Jiang Chen said in a surprised tone, "Why are you here?"

   "Why am I here? I let you know about this Spiritual Tree!"

   Liu Qingyuan sneered and looked at Yang Yuqing with contempt: "Sister Yang, are you disappointed with my junior brother?"

   "The news you leaked on purpose?" Yang Yuqing's expression sank, and she looked at the stern boy: "Are you, Lu Qingfeng from the third class?"

  Lu Qingfeng smiled lightly and said, "Since the junior girl recognizes me, she should be a little bit more sensible, and she will be captured."

   "Do you think that you've settled for me?" Yang Yuqing said lightly, with no panic on her face.

   "Oh? The psionic gloves have exhausted their strength, what other means does Senior Sister have to show me?" Liu Qingyuan said disdainfully.

  Lu Qingfeng is a ninth rank. Now that he has no psionic gloves, how can Yang Yuqing, a top eighth rank, resist?

  Yang Yuqing sneered: "You will invite people, and so will I."

   "Huh?" The expressions of the four of Liu Qingyuan changed.

  In the darkness, a woman walked out slowly. The woman was dressed in white, with long hair hanging down her shoulders and holding a long blue sword.

   Nine products!

   "Li Qingyue?"

   Liu Qingyuan's complexion changed greatly, especially Lu Qingfeng, who took two steps back.

   "Qingyue, I'm tired." Yang Yuqing laughed softly.

  Lu Qingfeng clenched his sword tightly, his body trembling slightly.

   Liu Qingyuan's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice: "Hold him, I will hold Yang Yuqing, and the Yunling Tree will give you half!"

  Lu Qingfeng took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind: "Deal, but at most one minute!"

   "Enough, you two, one to take down Jiang Chen and the other to pull the Yunling Tree." Liu Qingyuan ordered.

"Yes."

   The two of them looked at each other, Number 1 directly drew his sword and killed Jiang Chen, Number 2 rushed towards the Yunling Tree.

  Boom

  Suddenly, a majestic qi and blood rose into the sky, and the red blood light dyed the night bright red.

  Jiang Chen grabbed the opponent's neck and said indifferently, "Who told you that I'm weak?"

   (end of this chapter)