Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 80: A Cutting Soul
Jing Feng!

Elder of Sanfen Hall.

The original incarnation had met the old man several times before his death. He was one of the elders with the greatest potential among the three branches of the temple.

Because he is young!
Compared with the elders who are often in their fifties or sixties, Jing Feng, who is just in his early forties, still has great potential to be tapped.

"Senior Jing."

Zhu Ju looked around, puzzled:
"What does this mean?"

Since he sensed the ancestral orifice and lit up the mysterious light, his perception increased greatly. Not only could he clearly sense the surrounding environment, he could also detect the evil thoughts and murderous intentions in other people's hearts.

That's it.

He could sense the vague murderous intent from the other person.

strange?
Although the two of them had not met before, they were almost the same, so there should be no grudges between them.

"Easy to say."

Jing Feng chuckled with his hands behind his back:

"I want to borrow something from my nephew Zhu."

"what?"

"A bronze medal."

?

"Bronze medal?" Zhu Ju shook his head slightly.
"I don't understand what you mean, Senior."

"Why pretend to be stupid? You know it very well in your heart." Jing Feng said:
"Ye Chongshan thought he had done it flawlessly, but he didn't realize that if you don't want others to know, you better not do it yourself. There are no absolute secrets in the world."

"I've investigated and found that he didn't leave the immortal sect token at the Ye family, nor did he take it into the coffin. And you..."

"He was the last person to see Ye Chongshan, and he has great potential to become an innate immortal and join the immortal sect."

"Hand it over."

He stretched out one hand:
"That immortal sect's token!"

"Hmm..." Zhu Ju touched his chin, and then he understood and asked:
"Senior, do you know which immortal sect that token belongs to?"

He did not deny it. There was no point in denying it at this point. It would be better to get more information.

"Let me take a look, and I'll know." Jing Feng grinned.
"Nephew Zhu, if I join the Immortal Sect, I will definitely not treat you unfairly. Once I have established a firm foothold in the Immortal Sect, it will not be too late to guide you in then."

"After all, you are still young and there are plenty of opportunities in the future, don't you think?"

"Yes." Zhu Ju nodded and said:

"What if I don't pay?"

"Not handing it over?" Jing Feng's face darkened, his clothes fluttered without a breeze, and an inexplicable aura emerged:
"You will regret this."

The murderous intent that was originally vague in the scene suddenly grew stronger and fell on Zhu Ju as if it were something tangible.

It feels like steel needles sticking to the skin.

Thirteen Horizontal Refining!

The body was made of gold, jade, mercury, blood and silver. The pressure on the body disappeared with just a slight tremor.

"it is good!"

Jing Feng's eyes narrowed:

"You've been able to cultivate the Thirteen Horizontal Refining to this level. No wonder that old fellow Ye Chongshan chose you."

"pity……"

"You're too young!"

"Shh!"

With a flash of his body, he didn't continue to talk too much, but chose to take action directly.

Jing Feng leaped up and pounced down from a high place, striking Zhu Ju in the chest with a swift and powerful palm.

His palm may seem ordinary, but it actually contains three different kinds of strength, and each level is stronger than the last. If it lands on the body, even a strong body will have its bones broken, and life or death depends on his thoughts.

As long as he leaves someone alive, he will be able to find out where the token of immortality is.

How to torture...

Jing Feng considered himself experienced.

"Peng!"

The palm force collided with the protective force, and the force collapsed and splashed everywhere, and Jing Feng's face changed drastically.

How can it be?

"Is this your confidence?"

Zhu Juwen stood there, his expression unchanged, and shook his head slightly.
"What a disappointment."

"One foot of Gangjin! Peak of internal energy!" Jing Feng gritted his teeth, staring at Zhu Ju with his eyes filled with horror.
"How can this be?"

At the age of less than 20, even if he had started practicing martial arts since his mother's womb, he would not have such a high level of skill.

To know.

Even he, as an elder of the Three San Hall, who often took elixirs to assist in his practice, could only cultivate nine inches of Gang Jin.

There is still some distance to go before reaching the peak of releasing internal energy.

"Nothing is impossible." Zhu Ju said:

"You are just short-sighted."

He swallowed monster meat every day, which was equivalent to taking elixirs every day. His level of luxury was not necessarily lower than that of the immortal disciples. It was natural that his cultivation level increased dramatically.

If he is given more time, he will have no problem advancing to the Qi Guan Zhou Tian level.

"Even if I have a foot of Gangjin, what can I do?" Jing Feng's voice sank, and he suddenly curled his ten fingers inwards:

"It's not that one's cultivation level is high, that determines everything."

Besides, the difference in their cultivation levels is not that big.

The blue dragon extends its claws!

The fierce claw force coming towards him made Zhu Ju narrow his eyes slightly, and then he also formed his hands into claws to meet the force.

Red Blood Claw!

"呲呲..."

"Peng!"

The two men fought quickly, their energy collided, and after a moment they suddenly retreated.

"Huh?" Jing Feng looked surprised.
"You can actually affect the flow of Qi and blood in my body. Your claw technique is not bad, but that's all."

The Red Blood Divine Claw is a martial art inherited from the Red Blood Sect. It can mobilize the Qi and blood in other people's bodies and is considered a top-notch martial art in the world of Qi and blood martial arts.

pity.

Here, the internal energy suppresses the qi and blood, and the power of the Red Blood Divine Claw is greatly weakened, and it is no longer of much use.

Not to mention the Red Blood Divine Claw, even the Blood God Art wouldn't work.

"Youngster, take another one of my moves!"

"Roar!"

A dragon roar emerged from Jing Feng's palm, the air within a radius of ten feet trembled, and an invisible force raged wildly.

artistic conception!

Zhu Ju's eyes narrowed.

Jing Feng actually mastered the artistic conception of martial arts.

This was perfectly normal, however. If an elder from the Three Divisions had reached the state of releasing internal energy, he would undoubtedly possess the strength to fight beyond their boundaries. Jing Feng possessed no hard training or magical weapons, but he clearly had mastered some kind of martial arts realm.

Not so,
He can't even sit in the position of elder.

"it is good!"

With his eyes slightly opened, Zhu Ju suddenly raised his hand.

Hunyuan Wuji!

"boom!"

The powerful energy roars.

The two were in the back garden of a big house. With the collision of their powerful energies, the entire back garden was in a mess as if a strong wind had passed through it.

"artistic conception!"

Jing Feng's expression changed again, and even a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

At the age of less than twenty, he not only reached the peak of releasing internal energy, but also mastered the artistic conception of martial arts.

How terrifying is this talent?
Ok?
As he was thinking, he suddenly noticed that Zhu Ju frowned slightly, and then he retracted his palm.

"Ha ha……"

Jing Feng laughed loudly:

"Youngster, you are still too inexperienced after all. You must have only just mastered the realm of martial arts. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to display it in a short period of time. Today, I want to see what tricks you have up your sleeve."

"Fall down!"

The claws stretched across, carrying with them the power of heaven and earth.

"Zheng!"

The blade flashed.

Zhu Ju carried a Zongheng sword with him, but he almost never drew it to fight, so people subconsciously ignored it and thought it was a decoration.

The sword flashed, and the sword energy broke through the blade and cut into the vital energy of heaven and earth in front of him that was stirring everything.

Magic knife!

As he swung his sword, a sense of utmost tranquility quietly rose from the depths of his mind. At this moment, his heart felt unprecedented tranquility, and everything before his eyes became clearer than ever before.

The restless vitality of heaven and earth and the chaotic and sharp energy were all reflected in the perception.

"Shh!"

The sword flashed away.

It was clearly cut in the void, but the chaotic energy of heaven and earth in front was actually split into two.

'really! ’

"The magic sword technique is profound and profound, and it is definitely not within the scope of Qi and blood martial arts. It even exceeds the unique skills of internal Qi martial arts and reaches the spiritual level of confrontation."

'However, if I had not sensed the ancestral orifice and ignited the mysterious light, and if my mental strength had not been strong enough, I would not have been able to comprehend this sword technique.

Jing Feng's expression changed again.

The power of the blue dragon!
The claw technique changed, and the energy in the field suddenly accelerated. A dragon-shaped shadow appeared out of thin air, as if it wanted to devour Zhu Ju's figure alive.

The magic knife - shocking!
The calm spiritual thoughts suddenly became like thunder, following the interaction of the two people's breath when they fought, and cut into Jing Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

suddenly.

His eyes were filled with fear and his body was stiff.

"Shh!"

The long sword slashed down, and a trace of blood appeared in the middle of his forehead, completely destroying his life.

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Xiao Gongdu stood in front of Jing Feng's body with a gloomy expression. If you looked closely, you could even see a hint of fear in his eyes.

One sword cuts off the soul!

Without leaving any trace, this is a situation that will only occur when the gap in strength reaches a certain level.

"Jing Feng is quite powerful and has mastered the realm of martial arts. It would be difficult for you and me to kill him."

Mr. Luo stroked his beard lightly, his tone solemn:

"A single strike of the sword is fatal, and the sword's intent is condensed and not dispersed. I know I can't do it. The person who did it is most likely a..."

"innate!"

Innate Qi Refiner!
Xiao Gongdu's cheek muscles trembled:
"If an innate Qi cultivator took action, it wouldn't be surprising if Jing Feng was defeated, but when did he provoke such a being?"

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, he shook his head gently:
"Leping County is so small, but there are so many experts hiding here. I'll report this to Elder Jiang first."

The matter involves innate factors and is not something he can solve.

Wan Shuai, Song Meng and others stood at the edge, their eyes fixed on Jing Feng's body, their expressions different.

Some of them disliked Jing Feng, but they also knew how powerful this elder was. Now that even the elder had been killed, how could these few people...

Dangerous!
Today's Leping County is already extremely dangerous.

Zhu Ju was secretly glad.

Fortunately, I changed to using a knife in the middle, otherwise, seeing the way Luo Lao and others checked, they would definitely have discovered the clues.

The injuries caused by the Hunyuan Iron Hand were not difficult to recognize.

On the contrary, the magic sword has a restrained sword intent that attacks the mind directly. Even martial arts masters cannot see anything.

As for the difference in strength between the two, it was actually not as big as imagined. It was just that Jing Feng was mentally unstable at that time, and the magic knife took advantage of the opportunity.

Under normal circumstances, it would not be easy for Zhu Ju to kill him.

After all, he is a master who can release his internal energy and has mastered the artistic conception of martial arts. It will probably take more than fifty moves to determine the winner.

"Brother Zhu."

While he was deep in thought, Wan Shuai took a step closer and whispered:
"Black Tiger Wu Chun finally escaped into the Zhou Mansion. Elder Xiao was hesitant and did not go in to investigate."

"Zhou Mansion?" Zhu Ju asked.
"Is Wu Chun related to the Zhou Mansion?"

Doesn't the Black Tiger Gang also have close ties with the Zhou Mansion? If so, there might be another explanation for the bandit suppression campaign many years ago.

Not bad!

If you think about it carefully, the demise of the Black Tiger Gang was quite strange.

Throughout Leping County, all major families suffered losses, but the Zhou family was not the only one that was not harmed and its strength increased significantly.

It turns out that the Black Tiger Gang and the Zhou family are actually in the same group!

"Ah."

Wan Shuai nodded:

"The Zhou Mansion has now become a demonic den, with at least a dozen people practicing demonic arts inside."

"If that's the case, why don't you take action?" Zhu Ju looked puzzled.
"You also said that magic skills are easy to master quickly, and the longer they are practiced, the stronger they become. The elders clearly understand this principle, so why do they ignore it?"

Knowing clearly that there was a problem in the Zhou Mansion, he did not take any action, but instead watched them increase their strength. What's the reason?

"This……"

Wan Shuai quickly scanned the area and lowered his voice to say:

"The Zhou family members practiced magic and were also exploited by someone. That person was using the Zhou family members to make pills."

"Elder Jiang is waiting for the day when the elixir is completed."

"so……"

"The time has not yet come."

(End of this chapter)