Chapter 27 True or False

After not seeing each other for a few days, Yin Feng had changed into a dark gray robe. He put his hands in his chest and sleeves, made smoke under his feet, lit the tops of the tree crowns, and floated towards Ji Ruochen.

The two were still ten feet apart, and Ji Ruochen had already seen Yinfeng's lips slightly parted. He opened his left hand and Chiying appeared in his palm, then turned slightly to one side and rushed towards Yinfeng from the right.

The two fell apart at the first touch.

With a soft clang sound, Chiying took off her hand and flew out, straight into the sky, drawing a light red trajectory in the air, and fell far into the mountains.

Yinfeng stood on the rock where Ji Ruochen was standing just now, and turned around leisurely. Ji Ruochen appeared five feet away, with a thin line of blood spurting out from his shoulder. He turned to look at Yinfeng, and looked at the shoulder

Without even looking at the injury, he slowly raised the three-foot stick in his hand.

This time, Yinfeng was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he looked at Ji Ruochen repeatedly with confusion on his face. After a moment, he frowned and asked, "I want to kill you, but I don't know why I have to kill you. Maybe you know the reason, tell me."

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Ji Ruochen was startled for a moment, and looked at Yinfeng intently. In a daze, he seemed to see those two figures again. Although he didn't understand why every time he saw Yinfeng, he would vaguely see the figure of the fat sheep from the inn.

, but it is certain that Yinfeng must be closely related to that fat sheep that day. At this time, if you look closely, although their faces are different, their temperaments that are born from the inside and emerge from the outside are almost exactly the same. In terms of morality,

Over the past few years, Ji Ruochen had read almost all the Taoist books on the theory of reincarnation of immortals, and he had already made up his mind that the chanting wind might be the reincarnation of the fat sheep. Although he couldn't figure it out.

Waiting for the process of reincarnation, but the banished immortals have great magical powers, so reincarnation is just a trivial matter for them.

So Ji Ruochen sneered and said, "Of course I know the reason..."

Yinfeng nodded and said, "Tell me."

Ji Ruochen moved without saying a word, and suddenly disappeared in front of Yinfeng! Then a long laugh sounded from behind Yinfeng: "Why should I tell you!"

Yinfeng was not surprised or surprised, and with a calm demeanor, he took a step across and avoided the possible landing place of Ji Ruochen's wooden stick. Unexpectedly, Ji Ruochen's wooden stick was only raised high, but did not fall, and he walked around behind Yinfeng again

, the wooden stick pointed at the back of Yinfeng's head again.

This fight between the two was different from the previous one. In Luoyang, Ji Ruochen fought several moves with Yinfeng across the river, and then watched him and Gu Qing fight to the death. Although this reunion was unexpected, he had already made up his mind.

. He raised the wooden stick high, like smoke clouds under his feet, and circled around Yin Feng, never leaving the body of Yin Feng. In an instant, Ji Ruochen had circled a hundred times around Yin Feng, but the wooden stick never struck.

Down.

Yinfeng was still the same as when he faced Gu Qing that day. Just retreating back and forth, or moving sideways one step, Ji Ruochen's wooden stick could not fall down. However, under Ji Ruochen's close fight, Yinfeng's broken words

He still couldn't drink it. Taoist monks practice a lot of magic weapons and Taoist techniques, so they are not very good at close combat. Although Yinfeng Daoxing was much higher than Ji Ruochen, he was so close that he was helpless for a while.

However, such a fight may seem easy and normal, but in fact it is extremely dangerous. In less than half a cup of tea, Ji Ruochen's true energy has been almost exhausted, and it seems that he is unable to sustain his strength.

Yinfeng suddenly stopped, leaned his body, and his shoulder hit Ji Ruochen's chest hard!

Ji Ruochen never expected that he would do such a move. He flew backwards and spurted out a mouthful of blood while he was still in mid-air. There was a clicking sound in his chest, and it was obvious that several ribs were broken.

Ji Ruochen fell heavily to the ground, the broken bones in his chest rubbed against each other, and blood gushed out from the corners of his lips and mouth.

There was a soft choking sound ten miles away, and Gu Qing's ancient sword left its sheath for three seconds and then slowly fell back.

Yinfeng looked at Ji Ruochen and said coldly: "Your talent and understanding are top-notch, and your skill in using Taoism is rare. It's a pity that your Taoism is too lowly. And you think that I won't fight in close quarters. That's not true."

Big mistake. Tell me why I want to kill you."

Ji Ruochen lay weakly on the ground, coughing continuously. Every time he coughed, he spit out a large mouthful of blood. After so many times, he stopped. But his whole body was extremely weak, and he kept saying intermittently: "Why do you want to kill me..."

This...ask it yourself! If you want me to say...there is no way! Just...keep it boring, haha!"

Ji Ruochen laughed happily twice. Although it affected his broken ribs and caused him unbearable pain, he never showed any signs of it.

Yinfeng looked at the sky and said after a moment: "Do you think you can save your life by refusing to tell anyone? Whether I know the reason for killing you or not, it doesn't matter to me. You can go."

Yinfeng raised his left hand and pointed it at Ji Ruochen's eyebrows.

With a shout, a figure suddenly rose from the dense forest in the valley. A few dozen feet passed in an instant. A pair of Ru Lansu carried an eight hundred and eighty kilogram evil axe, and slashed at Yinfeng's neck with one axe!

Yin Feng's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he used his left hand to block Wang Qing's incoming attack! When Wang Qing's ax blade was about to hit Yin Feng's hand, Yin Feng's four fingers took turns flicking on the ax blade, and with each flick, Wang Qing let out a strike.

The voiceless sound is the sound of the emblem of the palace and merchants. Shang Qiushui is like being struck by lightning, bursts of bright red appear on his face, like a plain orchid swaying in the wind and rain.

After flicking with four fingers, Yin Feng placed his thumb on the edge of the Forgetting Blade.

Shang Qiu Shui's beautiful face was covered with a strange bright red color, and his fierce momentum suddenly stopped in the air, and he could no longer advance! The two sides reached a stalemate, and Shang Qiu Shui groaned, a wisp of blood came out of the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but move backwards

He flew out and fell heavily next to Ji Ruochen.

Wangqing whistled and whirled in the air, drawing an arc and almost cutting into the ground next to Shang Qiushui's scalp.

"Your courage and craftsmanship are commendable," Yin Feng concluded.

Shang Qiushui wiped the blood from his lips, stood up, lifted Wang Qing from the stone, stood the horizontal ax in front of Ji Ruochen, and said with a smile: "If you are not good at craftsmanship, you will not be able to change it in a while!

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Yinfeng said expressionlessly: "I've let you go once, get out of the way."

"No." Shang Qiushui smiled brightly and charmingly and answered firmly.

Yin Feng suddenly raised his head and looked around the empty valley and secluded mountains. Fang nodded and said to Shang Qiu Shui: "Broken!"

Shang Qiu smiled bitterly on the surface of the water, and with a forgetfulness, he protected half of his body with the huge axe, trying to block it with all his strength. As for life or death, he could no longer think about it. At this time, a sound came from his shoulder.

The force was soft and strong. Although the force was not big, it was just right. It was struck just when the true energy in his body was at its fullest. The blow came so unexpectedly that Shang Qiushui was caught off guard and was immediately carried forward.

He took a few steps back.

A three-foot short stick was quietly withdrawn from Shang Qiushui's shoulder, and turned to face Yinfeng's invisible and traceless sound.

However, before the three-foot stick could hit the target, a flash of green light suddenly flashed, and an ancient blue steel sword flew from the sky in an instant, blocking the stick between the stick and the broken characters!

Buzz buzz! The ancient blue steel sword trembled, turned around, and flew back to where it came from, leaving only a lingering sound in the field. The sword broke through the air and blocked the power of the broken word.

Ji Ruochen's wooden stick trembled slightly, and the remaining power of the broken words was dispersed.

A middle-aged Taoist walked up through the air, reached out to catch the flying sword in the air, and said loudly: "Poverty Taoist Taoist Sect Yuntai! Who are you, and why are you embarrassing the disciples of our sect! If you don't come from the true Tao, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword.

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Yinfeng ignored Yuntai completely and just calmly forgot about Ji Ruochen.

Ji Ruochen had just taken the elixir, which temporarily suppressed his injuries, but he was still strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Therefore, even though backup arrived, he still concentrated on guarding. Before Yinfeng could use his rear attack, Ji Ruochen was slightly startled and looked towards Yinfeng.

.As soon as the two people's eyes met, Ji Ruochen's whole body was shaken. His face was completely drained of blood. He snorted softly, his feet were unsteady, and he took a few steps back.

With a bang, the three-foot wooden stick was propped heavily on the rock and bent into an arc. Only then did it hold up like Ruochen without falling.

Blood gushed out of Ji Ruochen's mouth silently and gurgled down the wooden stick.

despair!

A slender finger hit the scabbard of the ancient sword hard, causing the ancient sword to let out a slight dragon roar. Not long after, the slender finger hit the scabbard again, but this time it was

Much lighter.

Gu Qing still stood with his hands behind his back, but he could not help but hold the scabbard of the ancient sword with one slender finger.

The mountain wind was not strong, but her black hair was a little messy.

When Yuntai saw Ji Ruochen vomiting blood and being injured, he couldn't help but flew into a rage. The green steel blade in his hand emitted a trace of electric light, and he shouted, "How dare you, madman!" and stabbed Yinfeng in the chest with his sword!

Yin Feng's body was like a willow branch in the wind. He stepped aside slightly and avoided Yuntai's sword. Yuntai's robe sleeves flicked, and fog suddenly rose from the ground, enveloping Yin Feng in it, and then a sword flashed with thunder,

Stab into the fog!

Unexpectedly, before all the ancient green steel swords entered the mist, the chanting wind had already leisurely walked out from the other side of the mist. Yuntai's sword naturally fell into vain.

Yuntai was shocked! His Taoist practice has reached the realm of pure spiritual immortals, and the water mist in his hand not only covers his ears and eyes, but also has the effect of isolating spiritual consciousness. Unless his Taoist practice is higher than him, it will be difficult to escape from the mist immediately. Ordinary Taoist practitioners

Once a soldier enters Lishui Mist, he can only have the power to defend for a while.

Yuntai couldn't help but be a little puzzled. How could Yinfeng, who was clearly inferior to himself in Taoism, escape from the mist of water so easily? Moreover, all the methods he used to attack the enemy just now were mysterious and unpredictable, and the origins could not be seen at all.

The power is far beyond imagination. After Yuntai thought about it, it seems that only the words "Xianjia Fa Jue" are suitable for the formula carried by Yin Feng.

Yinfeng seemed to know what Yuntai was thinking, and said calmly: "You can already know the meaning of the sea by looking at the water. Although I only have this little knowledge, it is enough to kill you and others."

Yuntai was furious and drew his sword again.

Yinfeng's expression condensed, he opened his hands, and then pushed to the side, as if there was an invisible heavy object in the air. Without his movement, a bad wind suddenly rose from the ground. If this wind has substance, it contains something inside.

There was Mo Dao, who blew on Yuntai from the side and brought him to the side. Yuntai shouted in the air, and eighteen golden threads appeared around him, which was able to stabilize his figure in the wind. He just stood up

Turning around, I was immediately surprised to see that Yinfeng's lips had opened, and then a clear and clear "break" was heard in my ears!

As if Yuntai was hit by a giant hammer, all the golden threads around his body collapsed, and a powerful force shot through him and sent him flying back ten feet. Just as Yuntai recovered, he heard the icy cold sound of Yin Feng again.

the sound of.

kill!

Thousands of fragments instantly exploded in Yuntai's spiritual consciousness. Each fragment contained an incomplete scene of the world. Thousands of fragments collided with each other and scattered in all directions, and the edges of each fragment were as sharp as knives.

, cutting the spiritual consciousness of Yuntai into thousands of holes.

Shang Qiushui saw it, but without saying a word, he raised Wangqing and attacked again! The evil wind roared around Yinfeng's body, and the collision made Xunqiu Shui stagger. No matter how fierce Wangqing's attack was, he couldn't get within three feet of Yinfeng's body.

Yinfeng ignored Shang Qiushui at all, but walked slowly towards Ji Ruochen and said, "Aren't you going to fall down yet?"

Ji Ruochen reluctantly stood up, holding a wooden stick with five fingers of his right hand, and said with a smile: "How can it be so easy?"
To be continued...