Chapter 3295 Xiaojin

Jiang Chen raised his head, feeling like he hadn't seen it for a long time.

It was almost the same as the situation when facing the thunder tribulation.

The first lightning struck down, and Jiang Chen's eyes were engulfed by the bright white light.

The electric glow thicker than others is not intended to hit Jiang Chen, but to engulf him whole.

Jiang Chen's first thought was to dodge, because he is good at time and space, and there is a difference between blindly dodging and others.

However, his intuition told him that the consequences of doing so would be disastrous.

"Unfortunately not the deity."

Jiang Chen thought about it.

Otherwise, just relying on the left hand can counteract this thunder and lightning.

"Xiao Jin!"

Jiang Chen shouted loudly, and an unsheathed sword appeared in his hand.

Facing the lightning, Jiang Chen didn't intend to draw out his sword, on the contrary, the moment he pointed to the sky, the scabbard flew out.

When Zimo saw this scene at first, he thought it was Jiang Chen who made a mistake in his busy schedule.

Unexpectedly, the scabbard turned into a golden shield.

Lightning struck on it, without causing the shield to sink in any way, and its power spread to all directions.

Zimo's face immediately darkened. It would take two or three seconds for the power of the lightning to be exhausted.

As a result, Jiang Chen didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

"thunder!"

Therefore, Zimo rewrote the next word, using special force in the process, almost using all his strength.

As a result, the thunderbolt began to grow stronger, and the shield began to sink.

"Fuck your grandma!"

However, the shield is like a rubber ball, the lower it goes, the higher it bounces.

With a loud shout, the golden shield that was supposed to resist lightning soared all the way up.

Under Zimo's stunned gaze, the shield directly crushed the entire lightning bolt into pieces.

Zimo's eyes almost fell out.

"What is this?!"

"Can the scabbard still be used like this?"

All kinds of questions filled his mind.

Two or three seconds later, he let out a breath of foul breath, and took a magic pill for himself to replenish his strength.

Although he didn't capture Jiang Chen, he still had the upper hand, not to mention that Jiang Chen hadn't threatened him yet.

The golden shield fell from the sky and returned to the scabbard.

"My name is not Xiao Jin." He made a dissatisfied voice.

"Um."

Jiang Chen responded casually, all his mind was on the sword.

"What happens when you see blood?" he asked.

"Words can't describe it."

Xiao Jin said: "You'd better kill with one sword, otherwise it's not a good thing if the sword loses control in the battle."

"Um."

Jiang Chen also understood this truth, his eyes gradually became sharper.

"Unfortunately, a patriarch is about to fall."

Jiang Chen said: "You really don't want to pass on the Taoism to me? I won't let you lose it."

"Big words."

Zimo sneered, "What can you do with me?"

"Didn't you realize that I haven't used a sword?" Jiang Chen laughed.

"Oh? Are you finally going to use your swordsmanship that reflects thousands of miles?" Zimo sneered, not paying attention at all, "I can't help you with the time technique and the delusion-breaking technique, so what about your swordsmanship?"

"Divine Sword Art·Sword Thirteen!"

Jiang Chen didn't say any more, and displayed the strongest sword style.

Because he was holding the Qiankun Sword in his hand, he was also uneasy, not knowing what the outcome would be.

Buzz buzz!

Just as the sword intent rose, there was an unusual movement from the Qiankun sword in his hand.

Jiang Chen had never heard such a pleasant sword cry.

The moment the sword intent and sword penetrated, there was a feeling of soaking the whole body in hot milk, which was indescribably comfortable.

Jiang Chen had a hard time imagining why this sword lost control.

Compared with his joy, Zimo on the opposite side was dumbfounded.

He couldn't tell whether it was the credit of the sword or Jiang Chen's so-called swordsmanship, in a word, he looked at Jiang Chen who was ready to go, and he had a frightening feeling of facing the doomsday.

"An illusion?"

Thinking back to the time since the attack, Jiang Chen didn't have any other clever moves other than using the time technique to succeed.

"Forget it!"

As soon as Zimo gritted his teeth, he also went all out, and wanted to show his trump card.

He picked up the pen, stroke by stroke, and struggled to write down two words.

"Phantom! Destroy!"

After the last stroke, the sky in the Middle Realm turned black!

In the darkness, several cold rays crossed across.

Like divine thunder tearing apart the world in the darkness, every ray of cold light has the power to destroy the world.

With each crossover, the power doubles and there is no stopping trend.

When it transformed into a big net, it enveloped Jiang Chen.

"It's a bit powerful."

As a bystander, Xiao Jin praised: "This Taoist method is close to martial arts, and it is rare."

Then, he glanced at Jiang Chen in the darkness.

"Unfortunately, this guy's swordsmanship is recognized by Qiankun, everything is useless."

Just when Jiang Chen was about to be torn apart, Jian Shisan sacrificed.

The darkness was dispelled in an instant, and the intertwined cold light became pale and powerless.

In the direction of the sword, the cold light shattered.

"What……"

Before Zimo could react, the sharp sword pierced through the air, taking his body with it.

"How can it be."

Zimo is not only good at Taoism, but also has various means to save his life.

But under Jiang Chen's sword, it has no effect at all.

"This is the Taoism that reflects thousands of miles, are you satisfied?"

When the eyes were plunged into darkness, Jiang Chen's slightly joking voice came from beside his ears.

For a moment, Zimo had mixed feelings. He knew that he couldn't make sense of his emotions and faced death.

Unexpectedly, he who was supposed to die found that his life was saved.

Taking a closer look, it was Jiang Chen's sword that had shifted by a few centimeters.

With Jiang Chen's Taoism, there will never be such a mistake.

The only possibility is that Jiang Chen is unwilling to kill him.

"I let your life go, you follow me, there are no conditions to discuss, if you don't want to, I will take your life."

Jiang Chen said.

"Following you? What are you doing?" Zimo asked puzzled.

"This sword is called the Qiankun Sword." Jiang Chen said.

Hearing this, Zimo turned pale with shock.

Who is the person holding the Qiankun Sword? Thinking about the Taoism mastered by Jiang Chen, there is no doubt that he was chosen as the God Lord of the Universe.

"Are you the reincarnation of God Lord Qiankun?" He asked again.

"You have a lot of questions."

Said, Jiang Chen waved the Qiankun Sword.

The blood-stained Qiankun Sword did not lose control.

"Blood is an exaggeration, don't you know? It's only when you take someone's life that you lose control." Xiao Jin answered the question in his heart.

Jiang Chen suddenly realized, and looked at Zimo in front of him again.

"I agree." Zimo replied.

"Then let's go to the coast."

Jiang Chen is going to present the Qiankun Sword to the deity.

Because, he knew that the Yin God would not easily let the people in the city go, especially his true self.

Thinking back to those cold gazes, Jiang Chen knew that he was being targeted by a big shot from the underworld.