Just as the heavy rain fell, Jiang Yun, following the two monks, had already left the gate of Nanxing City and rushed out of the city.
The rain was so heavy that it was as if a hole had been opened in the sky. The dense raindrops fell on the ground, splashing countless water splashes, and a light mist slowly rose.
From a distance, the heavy rain looks like fog!
Jiang Yun and the other two people, who were running quickly in the rain and mist, were completely soaked to the skin. A monk turned around, wiped the rain off his face and said: "Master Gu, my junior brother is not far ahead and will be here soon. .”
Jiang Yun nodded slightly and said, "How much benefit has Du Guirong given you?"
Hearing these words, the two monks who were running rapidly stopped suddenly, with shocked expressions on their faces, and their eyes fixed on Jiang Yun.
"Kacha!"
At this moment, a bolt of lightning as thick as a dragon pierced the sky, illuminating the sky and the earth, allowing the two people to clearly see the calmness on Jiang Yun's face at this moment.
A monk forced a smile on his face and said: "Gu, Master Gu, this joke is not funny at all!"
Jiang Yun said calmly: "In addition to being able to detect injuries and poisons, I am also very sensitive to murderous aura! Although you hide it well, you can't hide it from me!"
"I'm sorry, Master Gu!"
At this moment, the two monks knew that it was useless to say anything. They quickly retreated back, trying to distance themselves from Jiang Yun. However, they suddenly found that they could not move at all. When they looked down, they realized that their body Above, I don't know when there were more rope-like mist entanglements.
The two men's expressions changed with fright, and they hurriedly shouted: "You guys are still not coming out!"
Five black figures emerged from the rain and fog in the distance!
Jiang Yun didn't even look at the five figures, but looked at the two monks and said: "Since I can save you, I can naturally kill you!"
While speaking, Jiang Yun spread his right hand and slowly curled his fingers.
As Jiang Yun closed his palms, the two monks suddenly felt that the countless mist ropes wrapped around their bodies began to shrink, causing their bones to creak. They wanted to beg for mercy, but they couldn't. When he spoke, his face turned purple.
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When Jiang Yun's right hand was completely closed, the two of them fell to the ground with eyes wide open and eyes fixed in death.
Glancing at the two corpses on the ground, Jiang Yun raised his head, looked at the pouring rain falling from the sky, and the lightning that flashed across the sky from time to time, and said softly: "The weather is not bad! However, you really shouldn't choose to stay here In this weather, lure me out!"
Just as Jiang Yun finished speaking, the five figures had already arrived in front of Jiang Yun.
The person in the middle was Du Guirong. With a ferocious smile and hatred on his face, he stared at Jiang Yun and said: "Boy, you are quite courageous. You even dare to take my things. Today I will let you even take my own things." Spit it out with profit."
Although Jiang Yun is now well-known in Nanxing City, in the eyes of everyone, he is just a first-grade alchemist who is proficient in medicine.
In addition, there is a black stone in Jiang Yun's body, making it impossible to see through his level of cultivation.
Therefore, no one has ever thought about how powerful Jiang Yun's cultivation would be!
Therefore, even though Du Guirong couldn't bear the shame of being taken away by Jiang Yun and even bribed two monks to lure Jiang Yun out of Nanxing City and set up an ambush, the people he brought, including himself, The strongest one is only the eighth level of Tongmai.
In his opinion, it should be more than enough to deal with Jiang Yun.
"Kill him for me!"
At Du Guirong's order, the four figures who had always been by his side flashed and rushed towards Jiang Yun.
Facing the four figures rushing over, Jiang Yun's face showed no expression at all, and he still said softly: "I haven't had a fight with anyone for almost four months! I didn't know that I would die in my hands tonight. The number of people will increase to several!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Jiang Yun's body, and he spat out two words again: "The fog rises!"
Silently, the continuously falling raindrops and the water stains on Jiang Yun's body exploded at this moment, turning into countless smaller particles, and rolled up a thick mist. The overwhelming force directly enveloped the four people who rushed over.
As the fog appeared, everyone's eyes blurred at the same time, and Jiang Yun and his companions suddenly disappeared. It seemed that he was the only one in the fog.
One of them suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked around, not noticing at all that in front of him, a mass of mist condensed into a finger, and silently pointed at the center of his eyebrows.
"puff!"
The fog finger directly penetrated the man's eyebrows, and Jiang Yun's voice immediately sounded from the fog: "The fourth one!"
"what happened?"
"What fourth?"
The other three people in the mist suddenly heard exclamations one after another, and with each exclamation, Jiang Yun's voice sounded almost immediately.
"the fifth!"
"sixth!"
"the seventh!"
In the blink of an eye, the mist fell into a dead silence, and Jiang Yun slowly stepped out of the mist, without any moisture on his body.
As he walked out, the overwhelming mist suddenly shrank, as if it had turned into a wide cloak, floating behind Jiang Yun, revealing four similarly dead bodies lying on the ground.
There was a hole between the eyebrows of each corpse, but no blood flowed out of it. Everything was washed away by the heavy rain in an instant.
Jiang Yun calmly looked at the stunned Du Guirong in front of him and said, "You are the eighth!"
Du Guirong was completely stunned. From the time these four people rushed towards Jiang Yun to when Jiang Yun emerged from the mist, there was not even ten breaths of time before and after, and those four people had all been killed.
Little did he know that with Jiang Yun's strength at the eleventh level of Tongmai, it would be effortless to kill someone at the eighth level of Tongmai.
Du Guirong finally came to his senses, took a step back, looked at Jiang Yun and said, "Are you in the Blessed Land realm?"
"you guess!"
Jiang Yun raised his hand again and grabbed Du Guirong. However, when his palm was about to touch the opponent, his figure suddenly retreated.
"Keng!"
A crisp sound of gold and iron was heard, and a huge crack suddenly appeared where Jiang Yun had just stood. Countless dust and smoke rose up, instantly evaporating the dense rain all around, and a short vacuum appeared.
Jiang Yun did not look at the crack, but looked at Du Guirong's shoulder.
There, a mantis half as tall as a man stood, waving two forelimbs like swords, and staring at Jiang Yun fiercely with its protruding compound eyes.