At this moment, there was a figure not far away in front of Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge knew that it was the person who made the sound before without looking. He just arrived at this moment, but it was too late, everyone had already died, and Everything that happened just now seemed slow, but in fact it happened in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph, you are so courageous. How can you, a devil, be so crazy and not afraid of others surrounding you and having you hunted down for the rest of your life!"
At this time, the voice said angrily, after all, no one has ever dared to act so openly in the city. Such an approach is tantamount to provoking those righteous sects and aristocratic families, but Zhao Jiuge just did it, and he was so disdainful. Gu.
Zhao Jiuge, who had a cold face, raised his head at this time, his eyelids slightly raised, and he looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.
A middle-aged man in a gray cloth robe, with a stout figure and some white hair on his temples. He looks ordinary. He looks like a depressed scholar. He is holding a fan that is closed but not opened, but he has a sense of spiritual transformation all over his body. With the aura of the realm, people naturally don't dare to underestimate him, and although Bai'e City is not big, being able to sit in Bai'e City is naturally quite powerful.
Hearing the words of the man in gray robe, Zhao Jiuge sneered a little, smiled again, and couldn't help but sarcastically retorted, "What is righteousness, and what is devil? You are qualified to comment on others. I can kill people if I want, and leave if I want." , who listens to all that nonsense?”
Generally speaking, when competing for spiritual power among people of the same level, there is basically no one who can love him more. He has a solid foundation and has an eighth-grade spiritual elixir. However, the aura of this middle-aged man in gray robe is obviously oppressing him. Zhao Jiuge guesses that he should. It has reached the bottleneck and is about to break through to the spiritual sea realm. Otherwise, no matter how small Bai'e City is, there won't be only one monk in the realm of gods.
Zhao Jiuge originally wanted to kill a group of disciples of Wan Dao Sect. He was already a little angry and planned to leave. Zhao Jiuge would not kill anyone who had nothing to do with him. However, looking at the posture and tone of this middle-aged man, Zhao Jiuge suddenly felt disgusted. , after all, what Zhao Jiuge is most taboo about is others talking about good and evil in front of him.
"It's hard to survive. If that's the case, then you can stay. It's unreasonable for a devil like you to survive." The middle-aged man in gray robe was so angry at Zhao Jiuge that he had told him to stop before, but he still ignored him. , killed all the people, and now he says that he is not qualified to comment. If he can't keep even one guy in the middle stage of the God Transformation realm today, then he has really been practicing for so long in vain.
He also knew about Zhao Jiuge. After all, Zhao Jiuge's reputation was booming, but it was not easy to choose where to start when he showed up. He had to choose Bai'e City where he was in charge, just because he was easy to bully and provoke.
"Snapped."
The middle-aged man in gray robe looked a little ugly. At the same time, the gray robe on his body moved automatically without wind, exuding aura. The fan in his hand was also opened, and the fan exuded a faint blue starlight.
Zhao Jiuge's body tensed up and his eyes narrowed subconsciously. This person naturally gave him a strong sense of threat, far beyond what a mob like the black-faced man could match.
The most important thing is that Zhao Jiuge can't see through this person. After all, each monk has different moves and methods, and it is naturally difficult to guard against unknown things. He doesn't know the identity and methods of this middle-aged man, so he is naturally very wary.
The fourth level of Xuantian Sword Art, Mu Yun.
Zhao Jiuge has never been one to sit back and wait for death, and has always believed that striking first is the advantage. Since the middle-aged man in gray robe made it clear that he wanted to save his life, he knew that a fight was inevitable, and the only thing Zhao Jiuge was worried about was , the longer the time drags on, the more people will come. After all, a person in the late stage of the realm of god transformation has been alarmed. If another one comes, he will not be able to resist it. Zhao Jiuge is worried that the powerful monks from the nearby city will come later. position, so not only must we strike first, but we must also win quickly.
Looking at the continuous sword energy, which was like a dusk cloud, the middle-aged man in gray robe was a little surprised. He was already on the verge of taking action, but he didn't expect that Zhao Jiuge would take action before him. This made him furious. He became even more angry.
He held a jade fan, a high-grade spiritual weapon, in his right hand, and held it in the palm of his left hand. Then the spiritual power condensed, and a cyan water droplet floated in the palm of his hand. The cyan water droplet was no more than the size of his thumb, but the power contained in it was no less than that of a ray of water. The waves are shocking, and the blue water droplets are surrounded by radiant lights.
Zhao Jiuge was deeply shocked at this moment. When he saw this blue drop of water, he almost thought that this middle-aged man in gray robe had just hidden his cultivation and was a monk in the spiritual sea realm. However, after looking at it for a long time, I am convinced that the middle-aged man in gray robe is in the late stage of the realm of divine transformation.
Generally speaking, this method is a symbolic method of the spiritual sea realm, and the fact that this middle-aged man in gray robe can use it can only mean one thing, that is, he has indeed stepped into the spiritual sea realm with half a foot, not He was an ordinary monk in the realm of god transformation, and if he could use this method in advance, his qualifications were not low. This shocked Zhao Jiuge deeply and made him even more wary of the gray-robed middle-aged man in front of him.
"call out."
The middle-aged man in gray robe is as immovable as a mountain and as mobile as a rabbit. He has only one impression on Zhao Jiuge, and that is stability. Even if he is oppressed in terms of cultivation and strength, the middle-aged man in gray robe still does not underestimate Zhao Jiuge. , but very cautious.
It is precisely this kind of stability that makes Zhao Jiuge feel more stressed, but Zhao Jiuge has already put down all the burdens, so naturally he will not be shaken. The middle-aged man in gray robe flicked his fingers lightly, and the drop of cyan water immediately appeared on the ground. There was a trajectory in the air, shooting towards the sweeping Dusk Cloud Sword Qi.
"boom."
The sword skills that he had always been famous for seemed to be insufficient in front of this middle-aged man in gray robe. The continuous sword energy in the sky was directly caused to rush away in all directions.
No matter how powerful your sword energy is, no matter how much sword energy you have, I am just a drop of water, and I can defeat all methods with one force.
In the blink of an eye, the speed of the sword energy impact could not keep up with the speed of destruction by the drop of water. Zhao Jiuge looked at this scene with a solemn expression. From his eyes, he naturally understood that this was not an ordinary drop of water, but the one in front of him. The middle-aged man in gray robe has the essence of spiritual power condensed in his body, so he can be so tyrannical!
Seeing that his domineering sword energy was so easily neutralized by the middle-aged man in gray robe, Zhao Jiuge knew in his heart that his opponent was a bit tricky this time. If he saw that the situation was not good later, he would run away at worst. There was no shame in it anyway. Now he faced The middle-aged man in gray robe may not be able to defeat him, but he will definitely be able to escape. If someone comes later, it may be more difficult for him to escape.
The dragon's roar suddenly resounded through the sky. The sound broke through the sky and shocked people's hearts. Many onlookers were startled, and those with a little knowledge understood that it was one of Zhao Jiuge's methods to suppress the situation. At least Zhao Jiuge could be considered The events of the past have naturally attracted the attention of many people.
Even the dark eyes of the middle-aged man in gray robes showed a solemn look. Zhao Jiuge has cultivated to this state in just a short period of time and has been trained by Xuantian Sword Sect. Naturally, it is not comparable to the ordinary state of god transformation, so at the beginning He had not underestimated Zhao Jiuge. Now that he saw the magical methods used by Zhao Jiuge and their mysterious aura, the middle-aged man in gray robe felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He immediately prepared to use the most powerful methods. After all, it is not easy to practice until now. No one wants to The boat capsized in the ditch and lost his life.
The six-day golden-patterned dragon attracted everyone's attention as soon as it appeared. It opened its teeth and danced, and it was lifelike. Originally, the six golden-patterned dragons had been destroyed during the sect martial arts competition. This was in Xiaoyao Valley some time ago. At that time, it was formed by spending time and spiritual energy again.
Mu Yun's sword energy was destroyed, and six golden-patterned dragons intertwined with each other. With a fierce aura, they charged towards the middle-aged man in gray robe. The middle-aged man in gray robe couldn't help but change his face slightly. His body was not strong. If this was Being hit by an impact is likely to be disastrous, and some damage will inevitably occur.
The drop of cyan water was still floating in the void, exuding huge pressure, even after the previous impact. At this time, six golden-patterned dragons rushed towards the drop of cyan water, as if this drop of cyan water was Water drops in their eyes are a rare plaything.
"Boom..."
There was a gold-patterned swimming dragon first. As soon as it touched the drop of cyan water, the whole dragon body suddenly shook and bounced back. Moreover, the dragon body that was lifelike just now also dissipated a lot. It looked a bit illusory, not so. 's solidified.
However, the drop of cyan water also appeared turbulent, and its color became much darker. No matter how powerful the spiritual power was, it would become vulnerable after constant consumption, so when the second gold-patterned dragon appeared, the dragon's body was fiercely When he fell towards the drop of cyan water, the drop of cyan water finally dissipated, and the second gold-patterned dragon itself became much more illusory.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Jiuge immediately took back the two golden-patterned dragons. After all, it takes a lot of effort and time to condense them again. Zhao Jiuge was reluctant to let the golden-patterned dragons that had just been condensed dissipate again. Anyway, at the moment The drop of cyan water has been broken, and the remaining four golden-patterned dragons are the best if they can kill the middle-aged man in gray robe. If they can't, then he will be ready to run away. He will not be stupid as he has not avenged his revenge. Xixi stayed here to fight with him.
So just stop there. If it were Master Fu Qing here, then maybe Zhao Jiuge would choose to fight desperately. Although Zhao Jiuge was a little wary, it was still easy. He could escape in front of the middle-aged man in gray robe easily.
The remaining four golden-patterned dragons roared that time and ran towards the middle-aged man in gray robe. At this time, the middle-aged man in gray robe had also completed his offensive. Like Zhao Jiuge, he also He was constantly thinking, and the similarity was striking. He even cherished his own life more than Zhao Jiuge. With some kind of decision, the middle-aged man in gray robe waved the jade fan in his hand and used his most powerful killing move.