Chapter 167 Goodbye Juyong

The tall and thin man came up, rubbing a pinch of mustache on his chin with one hand. ** looked at Jia Chen with a smile, and even the eight-character beard trembled. He squinted at Jia Chen and said, "Young man, it's not easy for you to come out to practice alone. It's a blessing to meet our powerful door. In this way, I think the circle under your feet is good. Call out the circle obediently, and let you live. How about that?

"I also have a good spiritual sword here. Why don't you take this spiritual sword and give this circle to me by my grandfather? I want to make a souvenir." With that, Jiachen took out the sword in the spiritual weapon given to Jiachen by the red leaf real person.

As soon as the middle-aged man saw the shimmering sword in Jia Chen's hand, his eyes suddenly stared straight. He didn't remember the wheel of blood and moon under Jia Chen's feet. He said with bright eyes, "The young man is really a reasonable man. Well, big brother, I will barely accept your spiritual weapon sword."

And the three subordinates around the middle-aged man also nodded repeatedly. While looking at the sword in Jia Chen's hand, they smiled. Unexpectedly, they met a huge soft persimmon today. It was really a pie falling from the sky. They couldn't eat it.

Just when the middle-aged man wanted to come forward to take the spiritual weapon in Jiachen's hand, something unexpected happened. Suddenly, the four people only felt a light flashing in front of them, like lightning. The next moment they reacted, they were already wailing all over the field, and the four people in the sky went down like kites. Drop.

The result is conceivable that when Jia Chen kicked open the old door of the powerful door with four people tied with bound spiritual ropes, he saw a giant man who was eating the big fish and meat on the table in the courtyard.

The giant man was as tall as he sat there. His basin-sized palm grabbed a whole roast chicken, and the greasy oil dripped from between his fingers, while the other big hand of the giant man held a whole jar of wine. The big man who drank while eating made a babbling sound and drinking. The sound.

Jia Chen, who suddenly kicked in, shocked the giant man first, and then his anger rose up. He only heard the giant rise up and looked at the person angrily with the wine jar and roast chicken in his hand. However, when the big man saw Jia Chen breaking the door, he was stunned and stood there for a moment. No response.

And when Jia Chen saw the fierce face of the giant man, he was stunned and stopped.

A scene flashed quickly in the minds of Jia Chen and the giant man. Even the four people crying in Jia Chen's hand also stopped shouting, looking at Ju Yong one by one, and then looking up at Jia Chen, looking confused.

"Giant Yong!?" After a while, Jia Chen took the lead in reacting, looked at the greatly changed giant Yong, and said in surprise.

And Juyong also woke up with Jia Chen's voice, and his thick fingers pointed to Jia Chen and said, "Little white face!?"

Separated from the martial arts meeting that day, the two did not expect that they would meet again in such a place. It is unknown what their mood is now. The two, who are neither best friends nor sworn enemies, have an extraordinary status in their hearts. Time has passed, like another world, and now again The second reunion created a slightly awkward atmosphere.

"Why did the little white face become like this? Why did it turn black?" Ju Yong walked carelessly to Jia Chen, regardless of the greasy big hand patting Jia Chen's face and making a crisp sound. Maybe Ju Yong thought he was patting Jia Chen's face, but in the eyes of others, Ju Yong was slapping Jia Chen.

"You let go!" Jia Chen shook off Juyong's greasy big hand with a disgusting face. Juyong's words made Jia Chen not know how to answer. Has it turned black? Is it possible that Jia Chen is just the impression of that white face in Juyong's heart? Jiachen is a little depressed.

"You're still alive. I thought you were dead." Ju Yong's careless movements made the awkward atmosphere disappear, as if he had returned to the previous appearance. Jia Chen has always been painless and quarreled with Ju Yong from time to time. At this moment, Jia Chen looked at Ju Yong and said with a shrug face.

"Haha, I want to die, no way!" Juyong's unique loud voice smiled presumptuously and said, "Little white face, are you disappointed? My heart grows on the right, not on your left. I have never been a symbol of immortality!"

Looking at Juyong who laughed, Jia Chen found that although Juyong had changed greatly in appearance, Juyong's personality was still the same, straightforward and rude, hot and frivolous. Seeing his former opponent, Jia Chen felt an inexplicable relaxation in his heart at this moment.

At this time, he stared at Jia Chen with big eyes like a bronze bell, and said in a strange tone, "Little white face, are you here to die? Now your head is much more valuable. How do you know that I haven't had money recently? Hahahaha, just exchanged you for thousands of Holy Spirit pills to play, so as to improve your strength! "

Jiachen was shocked. Seeing that the news did spread very quickly, even Juyong, who lived in this barren mountains, knew about the bloodline of Jiachen's demons, but in the face of Juyong Jiachen, there was nothing to be nervous about. From the beginning when he said he wanted to kill himself every day to now, they don't know how many games they had fought, and they didn't see Juyong Jia Chen took it, and now, it is even more impossible for Juyong to take down Jia Chen, because Jia Chen has previously sensed that Juyong is the strength of the divine silk realm.

"Okay, as long as you have the ability, just come here." Jia Chen also smiled slightly, but his clear eyes showed a little playful meaning.

Juyong was still so hot. As soon as Jia Chen's voice fell, there was no sign. Juyong's rock-like fist wrapped in aura had roared and hit Jia Chen's face with a shocking roar.

The two were so close that it was impossible to dodge. Jia Chen left the four people in his hand, flashed a phantom with his fancy right fist, and went straight to Ju Yong's big fist.

With a bang, the wind and sand rose, and the stone bricks on the ground in the courtyard were lifted layer by layer, and the big round table behind Ju Yong also burst. Suddenly, a jar of wine was sprinkled all over the ground, and the wine fragrance was overflowing.

"Hmm, I'm afraid to eat the leopard, and I dare to fight with my brother!" In Juyong's impression, Jiachen was still the weak little white face whose physique was far worse than his own. Looking at Jia Chen's intention to fight hard with him, Ju Yong's cow's eyes gushed out with a contempt.

With a violent explosion in the courtyard, the whole courtyard was completely different, and the four people who were tied together were also shaken to the corner of the courtyard by the waves, looking at the two people who were fighting with horror. They didn't expect to see this. Jia Chen, who is just a weak teenager, has such combat effectiveness!

Juyong and Jiachen became more and more excited. Unconsciously, they hit the sky from the ground and saw Juyong's body turning. As the muscles shining in the sun like mountain bags violently contracted and released, tiger fists crossed the sky like tiger roaring dragons and hit Jiachen heavily, and Jiachen's face was calm and calm, and he did not shy away from colliding with Juyong's frontal collision. The slender and weak fist compared with Juyong blocked Juyong's attack one by one.

As the battle became more and more fierce, the two became more and more shocked. Juyong was surprised by Jia Chen's strength, which was as unshakable as a mountain rock, and the characteristics of the gradually exposed heavenly demon bloodline also made Juyong shocked. Looking at Jia Chen's blood-red eyes, Ju Yong was not only not scared, but shocked. With a loud shout, Juyong's whole momentum suddenly improved again, and the shining muscles became stronger and stronger invisibly. As the world began to shake, the fist shadow condensed by Juyong's whist and dense spiritual power surrounded Jiachen like a sky.

And Jiachen was also surprised by Juyong's real strength that did not match himself. Although Jiachen, who did not use his real strength, relied more on the power of the body of the devil, Juyong's powerful power was not inferior to the body of the demon at all. The collisions made Jiachen's arm numb and the tiger's mouth hurt, such a powerful force. The amount can be possessed by extraordinary people, and the spiritual power of Juyong is far beyond the level of ordinary people. According to Jia Chen's estimation, Juyong's divine silk has more than 20,000 spiritual power. In this way, Jia Chen strengthened his speculation that Juyong is the inheritance of the ancient Li clan.

With the explosion of the six shadow fists, Juyong's attack on Jiachen failed again. However, a more fierce battle broke out between the two. With the earthquake, the light burst out of the road collapsed and cracked rocks, and the wind blew between heaven and earth. At this moment, the two people who had been wrapped in strong spiritual power became this barren mountain. The master in it is called fear of life.

Suddenly, Juyong's body paused, and Juyong's body arched up, and Juyong, who looked like a tiger going down the mountain, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. In an instant, the roar like a dragon made the mountain stone collapse, and the aura between heaven and earth disordered, and Juyong's shining fists unexpectedly collided together crazily, and suddenly a violent burst of light. The sky rose and roared towards Jiachen. Looking carefully at the light, it turned out to be a dragon-like shape, opening its mouth and swallowing towards Jiachen with bursts of dragons.

Seeing that a powerful blow was about to devour Jia Chen, Jia Chen's body also completed a strange shape, gathering the whole body's spiritual power and swinging out. He saw a huge fist divided into eight in mid-air, and the whole eight shadow fists hit the dragon straight into the wandering dragon.

"Rumble..." It seems that there is a muffled thunder blowing in the sky. At this moment, the void is shattered, and the blue and endless sky seems to collapse under the explosion of powerful power. The road is like a real wave in the shape of lake ripples. Wherever the air wave goes, the peaks are lifted, and the boulder is broken. !

Ju Yong suddenly spit out a stream of blood in mid-air, and his whole face turned pale. He looked at Jia Chen standing opposite Jia Chen unharmed with a shocked face. Ju Yong's eyes were dim and he landed on the ground without saying a word.

The dark atmosphere surrounding Jiachen slowly converged, and Jiachen's scarlet blood eyes also disappeared little by little. Jiachen, who fell from the air, looked like a hit giant Yong, but did not imagine the joy of victory.

"Hahaha, it's really hard to find a place to break the iron shoes!" In silence, a sudden triumphate laughter came from the sky. Looking around, I saw several black spots flying over here in the distant sky!

"Worry!" Jia Chen sighed in his heart. The momentum of the battle with Ju Yong just now was really amazing. He also forgot to restrain the breath of the magic blood that day. In such a fierce battle, as long as a person with good cultivation within a radius of hundreds of miles, he must be able to feel it. Looking at the menaceous black spots and a strong crisis It hit Jiachen's heart!

At this moment, Ju Yong was also terruffed. Obviously, he did not expect to encounter the situation of fighting for the profits of fishermen!