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Chapter 761 Power! You want to kill your body and protect your wife [4 more](1/2)

A series of buzzing sounds came out of the vibrating space, and in the meantime, there seemed to be a slight flow of air swirling up.

However, it seems that the fluctuations in spiritual power are not large and have no lethality.

"Liufenghuixue?" Jizan became even more disdainful, "She looks like a woman and uses tricks like a woman. I think you might as well go to Yaowang Valley and find the Medicine Saint to change your gender for you."

As soon as these words came out, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out from below the battle platform.

"Hahahaha, oh, oh, oh, transgender, Master Jizan said it well!"

"Hey, didn't an elder from Yaowang Valley come to our place today? Why not take advantage of the moment and give us a prescription to turn this Ying Qingqing into a man."

"Elder, elder, come on quickly."

The demon cultivators booed for a while. They were never afraid of making trouble, even when facing the elders of Yaowang Valley.

"Shameless... Shameless!" This elder from Yaowang Valley had never heard such words before, and his face turned red with anger.

His beard trembled and he almost fainted.

However, the elder was rejoicing that fortunately he was not ranked in the Yaowang Valley.

If this matter spreads to Yaowang Valley, he will become a sinner in Yaowang Valley.

Yaowang Valley is the Holy Land of the Ten Realms. How could a doctor’s parental heart have anything to do with such dirty things?

"It's bad luck, it's really bad luck." The elder couldn't help but slap himself in the face, "Let you leave Yaowang Valley without any problems and let you show off your talents."

But he didn't dare to make any mistakes here. His medical skills and cultivation were not very outstanding. It was only because of the Medicine King Valley that he gained the respect of the leader of the Chiyue clan.

The words that people dare not hear continued, and the whole gathering was noisy.

But at this moment, a voice as cold as ice rang out, with only one word.

"Quarrel."

"...!"

But just after such a word fell, suddenly, all the noise disappeared, neatly, not even the last sound was left.

It was as if hundreds of thousands of people had their throats chopped off at this moment, and the silence was terrifying.

Who...who?

The attendants of the Buddha Realm were confused again. Monk Zhang Er looked at his distinguished Buddhist disciple in confusion: "Your Highness?"

Your Highness, they actually said they were noisy?

Moreover, he also used supreme skills to suppress these hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators?

Are you kidding me? Which Buddhist cultivator does not surpass other cultivators of demons and immortals in the field of mind training?

For those who practice Buddhism, no matter how turbulent the outside world is, it will not disturb them in the slightest.

And His Royal Highness Buddha's attainments in Buddhism are so high that even things like the Ten Realms War would not make him frown.

Rong Qing still closed her eyes, and her handsome ascetic face was shrouded in murderous intent: "One more voice, death."

"..."

None of the demon cultivators dared to speak. They were all wondering how they had offended this Buddhist disciple. Everything seemed to be going against them today.

The leader of the Chiyue clan even broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly smiled and said: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely restrain them."

Rong Qing ignored it, opened his eyes slightly, and glanced in the direction of the battle platform.

He thought indifferently, he had been blasphemed several times without saying anything, what qualifications did these people have?

No, that's not right, he just felt it was too noisy and had nothing to do with this woman.

Yes, that's it.

His Royal Highness Fozi frowned, only to realize that he didn't receive a look, and began to fall into a state of confusion and isolation again.

Jun Muzhen really didn't know at this time that a man who spoke extremely dishonestly thought too much because of her.

She was thinking about how many moves she could use to kill Jizan completely.

Only a fool would show mercy if he keeps someone who wants to kill him every day.

The second form of "Taiyin Jue", the flowing wind returns to the snow.

Invoking the power of the lunar yin to create wind and snow, and attacking the enemy in the extreme cold, the damage to a man will be ten times that of a woman.

At this time, Jizan finally stopped laughing, because he finally felt something was wrong.

The temperature around him suddenly dropped, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

This extreme cold made him feel dangerous.

The next second, his expression also changed.

Because in front of him, there was no longer a battle platform, but the white earth where the cold wind was howling.

Jizan's pupils shrank suddenly and he said sternly: "Ying Qingqing, what the hell are you doing!"

Could it be that this Ying Qingqing can still create illusions?

But he stretched out his hand to touch the falling snowflakes, and his palm was instantly frozen with a scar.

In just a few moments, Jizan was already scarred.

The wound wasn't deep, it just tickled him.

If Jizan was in the realm of life and death, this move of Liu Feng Hui Xue could kill him in an instant.

Where! Where is this!

Jizan didn't know that he was the only one who could see this icy and snowy scene.

From the outside, it looked like Jizan suddenly stopped there, with a look of fear on his face and his whole body still shaking.

"What's going on? Why did Jizan stop?"

"I see that Ying Qingqing didn't attack him this time. What is he doing standing there?"

"Yes, it's so strange..."

The demon cultivators looked at the battle stage blankly, feeling dissatisfied with the current calm.

Among the many demon cultivators, there are also spiritual cultivators from the lower five realms. These spiritual cultivators fell into deep thought.

They seem to have heard of the technique Liu Feng Hui Xue somewhere...

"Flowing wind returns to snow...Flowing wind returns to snow!"

Suddenly, a spiritual cultivator screamed: ""Taiyin Jue"?!"

"What?"

The demon cultivators were still at a loss, but the other spiritual cultivators from the lower five realms showed horrified expressions.

"Taiyin Jue" turned out to be "Taiyin Jue"!

Hundreds of years ago, his fame in the lower five realms was no less than that of the five emperors.

Its owner is a sect named Mirror Moon Palace.

The conditions for practicing "Taiyin Jue" are very demanding. Even if you are a genius, only one person out of a hundred can successfully practice it.

And among those who have succeeded in practicing, the vast majority only stop at the first four moves.

But just four moves are enough for one person to be free in the lower five realms.

But the Mirror Moon Palace has been destroyed, and the "Taiyin Jue" that was not spread to outsiders has naturally been lost.

Before entering the palace, the disciples of the Mirror Moon Palace all swore an oath to heaven that they would never spread the "Taiyin Jue".

Now that all these disciples are dead, how did "Taiyin Jue" appear in this world?

Ten breaths passed, and Jizan was still trapped in Liu Feng Hui Xue's move.

There were more and more wounds on his body, and he became more and more irritable.

"Damn it... I've had enough!" Jizan roared angrily, using his tyrannical cultivation to directly break the situation with force.

"Wow..."

The ice and snow scene in front of them all disappeared, and the battle platform finally reappeared in front of them.

After seeing Jun Muqian again, Jizan wiped the blood from his face and smiled evilly: "Ying Qingqing, after playing with you for so long, you should be satisfied."

"Next, let me send you to hell!"

This time, Jizan did not hold anything back and took action with all his strength.

Black lines appeared on his face, which were symbols of demonic power.

Most demon cultivators do not use any too flashy moves, they prefer to kill enemies with their fists, palms, legs and feet.

Jizan concentrated all his spiritual power into one palm, shook it violently, and punched the purple-clothed young man!

"Bang!"

The sound of the air bursting was rapid and suffocating.
To be continued...
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