Chapter 165
Seeing that fewer and fewer disciples of the Feixing Sect could still move, Chen Muxue sneaked closer with an iron pot.
After analysis by her and Cen Lichui, they found that the iron pot is a very magical existence. Although it is conscious, it does not have spiritual power. During the analysis process, Cen Lichui even began to doubt whether this thing belonged to this world. Chen Muxue quickly changed the topic.
In short, they guessed that even a strong person in the realm of gods would not be aware of an attack by an ordinary person like the iron pot, because for the body of such a strong person, even an ordinary person would be able to attack the iron pot violently. Even if you bite it, it won't hurt it at all.
So his body will not have a defense mechanism against this attack.
Just like when sleeping at night, as long as the smart mosquitoes don't buzz in your ears, but quietly bite people's legs, people will most likely have to wait until they start to itch, then curse and pinch the cross on their bags. The mosquitoes had already eaten and drank so much that they didn’t know where to hide.
“Hahaha! The realm of transformation into gods is nothing more than this!”
Cen Lichui jumped out with his hands on his hips, a look of treachery and ridicule on his face.
He glanced at Chen Muxue quietly, and when he saw the other person's eyes, he immediately withdrew his expression, so that he didn't look as if his brain had just been kicked by a donkey.
Jiang Xinghai paused the attack. The barbs on his golden whip were now covered with flesh and blood, and there was even blood dripping down. The last disciple of the Feixing Sect shook twice and fell to the ground.
This empty space has now turned into a purgatory on earth.
His red eyes immediately locked on Cen Lichai.
"Uh... I admit that I spoke a little loudly just now..." Cen Li Zhui silently put down his hands on his hips.
"Haha... But that's it? Indeed, you are still alive now. It seems that I have indeed regressed." Jiang Xinghai's laughter sounded creepy.
The golden whip was gently pushed aside, and Jiang Xinghai's eyes flashed: "Very good, you are very good!"
The next second, the golden whip was drawn with a more powerful attack, and the spiritual power on it was even more domineering and full of aggression!
“Bang!”
Cen Lichui had to use his strong spiritual power as a shield. When the two collided, Jiang Xinghai was unharmed, but Cen Lichui was knocked away by the shock wave!
“If I can take the next two moves, can I be said to be worthy of being a disciple of the Immortal Sect?” A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Xinghai’s mouth. He slowly raised his hand like a cat playing with a mouse.
“Bang!”
Jiang Xinghai still maintained his original expression, but his body swayed and fell straight down.
“If it were someone else, she would just turn into a star and fly away.” Chen Muxue grinned and shook her arms. This time she tried her best.
Outside the barrier, Sun Gui and other disciples squinted their eyes and turned their heads away.
It’s not that they didn’t remind him, it’s just that Jiang Xinghai showed no mercy when he killed those disciples just now.
With their lips dead and their teeth cold, they saw those disciples falling to the ground covered in blood like birds shot by hunters, and they always accidentally put themselves into it.
What if it was you who entered the barrier just now?
"Elder..." Some disciples looked at Sun Gui cautiously.
Sun Gui watched Chen Muxue pick up Xiao Feng's sword again, but this time it was Jiang Xinghai who walked towards him. He sighed, shook his head and said: "Go back, let's go back, we don't know what the Feixing Sect is going to do today." There is such a thing!"(End of this chapter)