Chapter 119: The Golden-shirted Man

The man in black did not step into the realm of the soul. The demon head released was not huge. After counting, he was shattered and completely swallowed by the black sword, but the ripples in the air did not disperse and continued to hang the man in black above.

"Damn!" The man in black shouted loudly, was invincible, and flew back.

"Want to escape? Let's talk about it first!" Liu Kang roared, and the black sword with the rolling sword spirit ripples had been surrounded and killed.

Liu Kang was also angry at this time. First, he was inexplicably surrounded and killed by three masters of alchemy and could not suffer small losses. Later, there was a group of people in black chasing him. His means at this time were very different from those when he first entered the Three Holy Sects. In the past three years, there have been a series of opportunities. Although it was only a psychic, he became a master of martial arts saint. , and it doesn't fall behind at all.

This continuous method also has the meaning of showing to Shen Chong. Although he has always been respectful to Shen Chong, he has never forgotten his dignity as a strong man. There is not much chance of fighting with Shen Chong head-on, and it is not necessary, but a proper demonstration of strength can also win the respect of the other party.

The man in black escaped quickly, but Liu Kang's sword spirit was faster, and he rolled the man in black in a breath.

"Father, help me!" The man in black shouted in stern. Originally, the cultivation of the four of him was much higher than that of the other party. It was a sure thing to suppress the two people. Unexpectedly, the situation had been reversed in a moment, and three died and one escaped.

"Cui Yuandao, you can't clean up these two juniors. Are you old enough to be a dog?" The majestic angry shout came, and another young man, dressed in a dark golden vestment, was extremely outstanding in a group of black clothes.

Shen Chong's eyes paused slightly. When Liu Kang and the man in black were fighting, his attention had never let go of the other people.

The Hai people did not escape far, but were wrapped in a magic gas. The remaining people surrounded them in an instant. The battle also ended in a few breaths. The Hai people had an advantage in the water, but there was no suspense at all against several masters of the same level on the shore. After struggling for a few moves, they were caught alive. Dantian was Closed, the true qi is scattered, and there are also a lot of traumas.

The golden-shirted man made a move with his hand, and the distance of dozens of feet flashed by. The yellow light passed by, and a shield was behind the man in black, and the sword spirit of the black sword was cut on it, making a harsh squeak. Its offensive has been blocked. Seeing that the black sword was useless, and the other party came to help, Liu Kang immediately withdrew and took the opportunity to take back the black sword.

"The prince, the ideas were pierced, and the prince was asked to take action, and the two of them ended up." The dark shadow had appeared at this time, gasping for breath. He was a thin old man with extremely gloomy eyes. He did not dare to be angry when he heard the prince's scolding. He bowed his head and stood behind the golden-shirted man.

Under the details, except for the three people who died, there are a total of eleven people in the group, Cui Yuandao and Mr. Jin Shan. Shen Chong secretly calculated in his heart that in addition to the cultivation revealed by the Mr. Jin is the peak of the refining god level, and the remaining seven people are also at the level of refining gods and the three are broken martial arts. This situation is really not small.

"One is a broken martial arts level, and the other is just a psychic level. You have to bother me to do it myself." The golden-shirted man was expressionless and waved his hand to stop the people flying behind him: "Forget it, I'm just a little itchy. That's the activity."

Suddenly, the golden-shirted man seemed to remember something and took out something: "This thing is interesting. Which one of you can cut a servant of mine silently and almost let the sea boy escape."

A thin piece of silk thread was held in the palm of the gold-shirted man, and there was a trace of blood dripping on his body. A man in black face behind him was angry, and there was a trace of panic. There was a blood line on his chest. As soon as he stopped the blood, the trace did not show any light, but it was sharp and abnormally, and he had cut through his body protection in an instant. If the reaction is a little slower, I'm afraid it has been cut in two, and I'm afraid when I think about it.

That silk thread is Shen Chong's cold autumn soul. It is almost transparent and colorless, but it is more than gold and iron. In a hurry, Shen Chong arranged it in a few feet behind him. Sure enough, an unlucky ghost hit it and almost killed him.

"Who are you?" Shen Chong did not dare to be careless. He protected the true qi in front of him and asked coldly.

"Oh, it seems that this thing is yours. Who am I? I'm afraid you are not qualified to know. Anyway, it's hard to kill my domestic slave." The golden-shirted man's palm has been raised, and a light full of destruction has lit up.

This is...

Shen Chong's pupil suddenly shrank, and the golden-shirted man did not cut out the soul. How could he release the mana? Shen Chong didn't have time to think about it. He raised his hand and was a life-and-death ring.

The mana is much higher than that of Zhenqi. There is no comparison between the two. You can only rely on the reincarnation of the life and death ring to see if you can remove the other party's mana.

The power of the method is turned, and the color is dark, which is biased towards the vein of the devil's way. The other party should be a character in the devil's way, and the golden shirt has so many god-level martial artists as slaves, which is thought that he is an important figure in the sect.

But now that we have already had a hand, it is an endless game, and Shen Chong can't be afraid to keep his hand.

With a loud noise, Shen Chong's figure flew out backwards, and the golden-shirted man also took a step back and his face changed slightly.

"Kid, it's a little tricky. This is really powerful, but it's a delusion to escape my life under me." As he spoke, another dark light lit up from his fingertips, forming a dark cloud in an instant.

"Pup my finger, and I will add to you!"

The breath in the void has been a little disordered. Clouds converge to form a huge finger, and there is a faint breath of death in the fingertips.

Liu Kang's face next to him changed. As soon as he mentioned his true anger, he wanted to sacrifice his green pagoda magic weapon. The cyan pagoda was already something at the bottom of the box. The attack was insufficient, but the defense was extremely strong. Against this finger, even if he was defeated, it would not be easily broken.

But the true qi has not yet broken out, and suddenly I feel cold on my body, and ten strong breaths have locked myself.

The ten people in black around the golden-shirted man obviously did not intervene to help their son's means and reassurance, but they stared at Liu Kang. They only did not order from the prince, but did not take action. However, if Liu Kang had a slight movement, he would definitely kill him first.

Liu Kang's heart was cold. All ten masters were above his own. He rashly sacrificed magic weapons, and it was difficult to take care of both the head and the end. I'm afraid he won't support him for a long time, so he had to smile bitterly, protect him a real anger, and continue to watch the battle.

Looking at Shen Chong's side, the huge fingers have been pressed down. Although the speed is not fast, Shen Chong's air machine has been firmly locked, and there is no way to escape.

Shen Chong's face did not show a look of embrace. The move he had just fought with Mr. Jin Shan had already made him understand the details of the other party. It is not impossible to exert magic power in the physical state. One of them is the master of the soul. When the body has not completely matched, the realm will not be upgraded, but the appearance of the golden-shirted man is not very similar. It should be another kind. Only by the soul master forcibly put the source of the soul into the body can be used. Force.

The golden-shirted man's cultivation is indeed very high, but after all, he did not cut out the soul. The mana cooperates with the moves. Although the power is amazing, it is still different from the real soul master.

Since it was the same physical state, there was nothing to fear. Shen Chong shouted loudly, and several thunderbolts had gathered in the palm of his hand and crackled. The magic suit on his body vibrated and rushed to the giant finger.

"Stupid, I actually want to break my perilous fingers with the power of magic." The golden-shirted man's eyes flashed and he became more powerful again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The little thunderbolt collided with Wanjie's fingers and made several loud noises, which was deafening.

Suddenly, a warning sign rose in the golden-shirted in his heart. The clothes were windless and automatic, and the protective array had been opened. A red shadow had hit the back of the heart. With a bang, he had pierced the dark golden vest and disappeared into the void in an instant.

The golden-shirted man was shocked and angry. Just now, if there was no automatic protection of the master, he would have been successfully attacked. Shen Chong, who collided with Wanjie's finger in mid-air, had turned into a shadow, and his real body actually hid near him and sneaked.

"Well, although the cultivation is high, there is too little experience in the battle. Relying on the elders to indoctrinate, even if you step into the soul realm, it is the weakest kind." The blood shadow killed in the palm of his hand. Shen Chong knew that the other party was extremely proud, and his words were to hit the other party's confidence.

In the laughter, Shen Chong's figure was once again illusory, scattering nine shadows, simulating Wu Youdao's void nine-turning method. With a small movement as the foundation, any body method can be easily displayed.

The golden-shirted man's face changed several times. He was uncertain, and his palms were scratching in the air. A huge ghost-headed knife shadow was condensed. The huge knife head, with a magical spirit, sucked in the nearby air and formed a vacuum place.

"The little ant dares to speculate about the realm of the soul, looking for death, the ghost king appears to be holy, and the spiritual knife destroys the world." The golden-shirted man shouted, and the ghost-headed knife had already been cut down.

The virtual shadow of the soul is manifested and formed. This guy can really do this step with the help of the origin of the soul. This formula is enough to kill any martial artist at the level of refining the god.

Shen Chong's eyes were slightly cold, and he had made a decision. The light and shadow flashed, and the nine shadows had fled in all directions. Just as the golden-shirted man's eyes were attracted by those shadows, a gray figure had fallen to the ground and disappeared in an instant.

The ghost-headed knife was cut down, and the shadows dissipated in an instant, and the aftergrulent continued. Liu Kang and the ten people in black retreated quickly. Under the residual power of the ghost-headed knife, their faces turned a little pale, and a bottomless gully had been cut out of dozens of feet long and bottomless gullies on the ground.

"I want to escape with the earth escape charm. Dream that the ghost king's spiritual knife can cut this land and turn it into meat mud." The golden-shirted man said fiercely, and his eyes were already staring at the virtual shadow that escaped into the earth. The soul was locked, and there was no way to escape at all.