Until Hua Fanzhe was picked up by Jiang Zishun, the monks around him still didn't react for a while.
From the beginning to the end, Xia Xin only turned her palms three or four times, but they all destroyed Hua Fanzhe's strongest method.
It really didn't shock them that Hua Fanzhe was missing.
It seemed that in their hands Hua Fanzhe was just a monk who had just entered Taoism.
"This should be impossible.
Hua Fanzhe is at the second level of the Transformation God.
How could he not be able to defeat a person in the Nascent Soul Stage?"
Many people looked stunned and couldn't believe this fact.
"Even the great emperors from all ages could not face them in the past.
After all, there is a huge gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the second level of the Transformation God.
If they had just arrived at the Transformation God stage, they might be able to compete on equal footing, but the Transformation God stage would be evenly matched.
The second heaven of the gods cannot be crossed.
"After all, each heaven of the gods is a realm.
This is an indisputable fact.
However, when faced with Xia Xin's aura, which was clearly at the sixth or seventh stage of the Nascent Soul stage, why it was able to send Hua Fanzhe flying away all of a sudden, this had to make everyone confused.
When the disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect rushed to Jiang Zishun, although their senior brother Hua was still intact, but they used some divine power to sense his body, it was already in disarray, and all the bones in his body were shattered.
"Zi Rui, give Brother Hua the healing treatment."
Jiang Zishun wrapped Hua Fanzhe with his divine power, then gently placed him on a flat ground, and then ordered a Jiang family disciple beside him.
The disciples of Yin Yang Sect said angrily.
"Please also ask Brother Jiang to seek justice for my senior brother Hua."
Jiang Zishun nodded and said coldly.
"Please rest assured that your senior brother Hua is actually standing up for my Jiang family.
Naturally, I will not let him go."
Ying Ying in the distance smiled coquettishly and said strangely.
"It's obvious that your cultivation is not as good as others, but in the end, you make it sound like you are wronged.
How shameless are you?"
"It seems that you are quite capable.
You actually lowered your cultivation level to this level.
I really missed it."
Jiang Zishun floated out and looked at Xia Xin, trying to find such a person in his memory.
I always feel that the person in front of me does not seem to come from the sky.
"I don't care whether you are from Tianyuan or not, but you actually made it clear that you want to cause trouble for my Jiang family, then you can only accept your fate."
Xia Xin smiled and said calmly.
"I heard that Jiang Ziyi rode a nice beast.
I've been craving for it for a few days, so it would be quite good to use it for barbecue."
Jiang Zishun glared angrily and sneered repeatedly.
"Then it seems that you are the enemy of my Jiang family.
If you are like this, then I can't let you escape from here."
He quickly formed seals with his hands, and several white brilliance shot out from his body, which rushed into the sky and turned into dozens of handles.
The divine sword, as white as snow, then surrounded Xia Xin below.
Every sword is magical, breathtakingly beautiful, exuding a cold and cold air, causing the place to suddenly cool down.
Jiang Zishun did not stop, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a cloud disk appeared, which was no bigger than a baby's fist at first.
But when it was blocked in front of the ten snow swords, it seemed as if it suddenly covered the sky, becoming huge and huge.
At the same time, Jiang Zishun also flew to the sky, stood on the same white cloud plate, and shouted loudly.
"Lock the Heaven and Cold Mountain and Kill."
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The cloud disk and a dozen snow swords glowed together, bursting out with terrifying sword intent, which made people feel tingling in their bodies from a distance.
This is another non-mysterious technique of the Jiang family's Heaven-locking Hanshan Formation.
A dozen or so swords were refined first.
The Hanshan Sword, combined with its own magical weapon, the Cloud Disk, can generate endless power, making it impossible for people to escape.
If he were a monk of the same realm, he might really be killed if he met him, but in terms of strength, Xia Xin was four or five heavens lower than him.
Such a disparity would not be able to trap Xia Xin at all. .
This Yunpan was so powerful that after resonating with the dozens of snow swords that locked Xia Xin, Pan actually shot out dozens of rays of sword light and stabbed it down.
It was not much at first, but under the influence of Jiang Zishun's divine power, Yunpan shot out There are more and more sword lights.
Xia Xin stood on the same spot, not even moving.
Faced with such an indiscriminate attack, the method she used was very direct.
She raised her hand and punched out with a few punches.
It was as terrifying as a mountain or a sea, and all of a sudden the ten people who locked him were shaken.
Several snow swords were smashed into pieces, and then, a handprint was pressed out, facing the sky, and a big blue handprint was as huge as the blue sky, hitting the clouds in the sky.
As soon as the thousands of rays of sword light touched, they turned into nothingness.
Jiang Zishun was as surprised as if he had eaten a rotten duck egg.
His face changed instantly.
Standing on the cloud plate, he could no longer remain calm and flew out in an instant.
From afar, he felt a great threat.
This child should not be at the Nascent Soul stage, but should be higher than the fourth level of his divine transformation. boom The cloud plate was like brittle jade, and the handprints as huge as the blue sky smashed it into countless pieces.
If Jiang Zishun hadn't seen the opportunity early and dodge quickly, he would have been killed on the spot.
"You're actually here, don't even think about going back."
Xia Xin's figure rushed up to the sky, like a sudden flash of thunder in the sky, and she chased Jiang Zishun.
She raised her palm and pressed a handprint as black as ink.
Jiang Zishun was horrified.
The opponent's speed was too fast for him to dodge.
The Jiang family disciples below were also surprised.
Some people rushed to save them and shouted loudly at the same time.
"Zishun, run quickly, we'll help him out."
But it was all too late, the black handprints rolled past, and the golden shield, the only defensive weapon Jiang Zishun sacrificed with all his strength, was annihilated in the sky, leaving only a corpse floating down into the sky.
"Zishun" The disciples of the Jiang family below screamed in grief.
Some of them killed Xia Xin, while some rushed to Jiang Zishun's body.
Xia Xin pointed to the sky, and a floating old bell appeared, majestic and majestic, with immeasurable power.
"We, the Wanxiang Taoist Sect, will create a path of killing.
Your Jiang family will become the dust of history."
The ancient bell came out and annihilated the void.
It was like a sky, covering the entire Yijing Mountain.
There was no terrifying killing intent.
The dozen Jiang family disciples who rushed forward had almost no resistance.
After being beaten to the point where their souls were wiped out, some people didn't even leave their bodies behind, only a pool of blood left high in the sky.
"It turns out it's you."
The disciples of the Jiang family were furious.
It turned out that this person was the enemy who killed their Xingteng Xuanzu.
"Kill him for me, Ziye, Zifan, you two go to Yaochi to inform Master Taixuan to come."
After hearing this, two of the Jiang family's children left quickly.
Fortunately, many of the disciples of the Jiang family here are from the eighth and ninth levels of the gods.
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Otherwise, they would have been unable to resist Xia Xin's ancient bell.
Dozens of Jiang family disciples took action, and the result was predictable.
The ancient bell was directly destroyed.
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