The mind was extremely quiet, the exercises in the body were running in an orderly manner, and the murderous aura accumulated by Song Hengping in his mind was like a turbulent long river, spreading from the blade, firmly locking on the opposite Jishan.

The spiritual body reflected everything in the outside world into his mind, the circulation of the subtle air currents, the slightly hot fire light emitted by the candles around him, and the deep breathing of Ji Shan opposite him, he could hear and feel it at the same time, which also made Chen Ziang feel a sense of control in his heart.

The overwhelming murderous aura surged in, and Yoshiyama's mind sank again, and the murderous aura of the person in front of him made him almost confused.

Such a murderous aura! It is actually a richness and strength that he has never seen in his life!

How is this possible?

Even if he is a general who has been fighting for half his life, his murderous aura is far from being comparable to this person! How many people has he killed?

Or is this person secretly a murderer?

When you recite the Buddha's name in your heart, you sink your mind into a state of great joy, and your fears and troubles disappear, and a wave of pleasure comes to your heart, which is not accompanied by the slightest lust, but the pleasure of life itself.

The next moment, Ji Shan's palms were bent and stretched, and all the square circles around his body were wrapped in a lotus flower, and his whole body was covered in a vajra, and the fierce murderous aura was also forced out of the body.

The face is peaceful, the skin is crystal like jade, like a Buddha statue carved from crystal, and the Jishan standing in place is full of vitality and beauty.

The Great Joy Zen Method has been pushed to the extreme by him!

"Good monk, take me a knife!"

Chen Ziang's eyes showed appreciation, and he sighed lightly, but his body suddenly crashed like thunder, and the rich murderous aura that enveloped the entire cave suddenly collapsed, and all of it was collected on the blade, and a cold knife intent that could make people fall into the abyss suddenly erupted.

Yoshiyama only felt that his mind full of peace and joy seemed to be dragged from the peaceful sky to the rumored eighteenth layer of hell, and a sense of fear came to his heart irrepressibly.

"Drink!"

The Zen sound of Buddhism suddenly exploded in the heart, like a thunderbolt to sweep away all the haze, Ji Shan's eyes opened, his hand pinched the seal, and the energy in front of him surged, one after another, a swirling nest, a lotus flower appeared back and forth around the body.

"Zheng ......"

The sword light flashed, and the blade roared softly, cutting through a beautiful and natural arc, and slashed at the aura in front of Ji Shan.

Haoran vigorously blessed, the wind and thunder shook the knife body with a strange concussive power, and the death knife intent inspired by the murderous aura was condensed on the knife body, so that Chen Ziang was confident that he could cut everything in front of him!

The innate true qi surging in front of him was easily torn apart by the long knife in his hand, and the speed did not decrease in the slightest and slashed directly at the opponent's body.

"Not good!"

Ji Shan's face moved slightly, and his body had dissipated like a dream bubble, and instantly appeared a few feet behind him.

The body is like a milk swallow soaring into the air, Chen Ziang is in hot pursuit, the long knife in his hand is raised, the speed does not decrease but increases, and it has a thousand momentum, wanting to cut open the opponent's chest and abdomen with a knife.

"Ah......h

Ji Shan had just erupted with all his might, and although his innate true qi was running endlessly, there was almost no danger of deprivation. But at this time, his aura was weak, and it was too late to dodge in the face of Chen Ziang's knife.

Striving to lift his qi, with the help of a roar, his palms were closed in front of him, and the two qi of yin and yang were tangled into a disc opposite to the palms, and the blade that hit Chen Ziang was sandwiched between his palms.

The innate true qi that he desperately urged made his eyes glared angrily, and his face was hideous.

"Weng ......"

The blade trembled slightly, but it was as if it was stuck in a quagmire.

The blue light flashed, and there seemed to be a thunderous explosion in the air, and a long sword flashed, and it had already sunk into Ji Shan's throat, revealing a three-inch blood-stained sword tip on the back of his neck.

"Uh......"

As soon as the true qi in his body dispersed, Ji Shan's eyes were blank, he just felt a flower in front of his eyes, and his throat was cold, and he had already been pierced through his throat by the other party's sword.

His eyes returned to clarity again, and he glanced at Chen Ziang unwillingly, and finally showed a wry smile on his face, his eyes were dark, his mind was silent, and a generation of congenital real people was killed!

"Hoo ......"

Chen Ziang's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his face was also a little pale, after all, he had not advanced to the innate time for a long time, and he was far from these elders in terms of skill. Although the time of the sword and the sword just now was short, but in addition to the method of fighting, he had already exerted his full strength, fortunately, he was also considered to have a deep background, and the other party could not escape this catastrophe under the sword and sword.

Taking two deep breaths, Chen Ziang had already rushed towards the cave ** behind him, and the sound of knives and guns was still there in Kong Boren, but there was no movement from Zhuo Ke here.

"General Kong, hold on, I'll go over right away. ”

At the same time, Chen Ziang also shouted in the direction of Kong Boren, not only to reassure the other party, but also to hit Luo Zabu's fighting spirit.

A few flashes, and Zhuo Ke's weak figure has appeared in front of him.

"How are you?"

Clasped one hand to his wrist, Chen Ziang's face was also slightly softened.

"It's not a big deal, but I didn't expect the surname Chu to be ruthless enough, and he was desperate to play as soon as he came up, but this time he couldn't keep him!"

Zhuoke was left with a deep wound on his chest, almost half an inch away from returning to the west, which shows the critical situation at that time.

"Ziang is really extraordinary, even the flower monk of Jishan can win it!"

Zhuo Ke's face was pale, but with a smile on his face, Chen Ziang's appearance here naturally means that Jishan has been defeated!

"By the way, how is General Kong?"

Before the words fell, Chen Ziang had already lifted his body and floated in, and a soft force placed Zhuo Ke well, and Chen Ziang also rushed to the cave where Kong Boren and the two were fighting.

"Ah......h

In the distance, Luo Zabu's angry roar and Kong Boren's low hum were heard, and when Chen Ziang arrived, Luo Zabu had already penetrated his body with a long knife, and his body was struggling weakly.

"Chen Daxia, thank you!"

Kong Boren's face was pale, and blood was flowing from Zhou's body, but his eyes were full of joy and light.

He and Luo Zabu's skills and experience are indistinguishable, but the other party's mind was scattered just now, and when he was desperate, there was a flaw in his moves, and before Chen Ziang could help, the other party had been attacked and killed by him in one fell swoop.

"Rozab, don't worry, I'll give you a good toast later!"

Luo Zabu on the knife body smiled miserably, his throat 'gurgle', his head drooped, and his vitality dissipated.

"How's General Kong's health?"

Kong Boren was covered in blood and looked terrifying.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a skin injury!"

He waved his hand casually, lifted Luo Zabu's corpse with one hand, and sighed: "This person is also a man, I have fought with him on the battlefield no less than ten times, and I almost lost his hand several times, and then Chen Daxia will allow me to give him a place to settle." ”

"And rightfully so. ”

Chen Ziang nodded.

When the two returned to the cave, they saw Zhuoke struggling to push Zheng Ya's palace to invigorate blood, and Zheng Ya also woke up leisurely.

"Peony Girl......"

Opening his hazy eyes, Zheng Ya first staggered to Gao Bishao's side, and then squatted down and hugged Gao Bishao's side and cried.

"Brother Zheng, let's wake people up first! ”

Kong Boren also saw Ji Shan's unbearable actions against Gao Bishao, and he didn't know how to comfort him at the moment, after all, these famous families seemed to pay attention to reputation.

Shaking their heads and sighing, the three of them no longer paid attention to the two of them, cleaned the cave, and found more than a dozen Wei soldiers, which were easily wiped out.

"Chen Daxia, there is someone here!"

Kong Boren returned with a jar of wine in one hand and an old man who had fallen into a coma in the other.

"They even kept their mouths alive?"

Zhuoke was stunned.

Chen Ziang stepped forward, and a stream of true qi crossed into the other party's body, this person was dressed in an old peasant costume, his hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, his body was weak, and there was no true qi in the meridians, he was actually an ordinary old man who did not practice martial arts.

"Hmmm......"

The old man slowly let out a sullen breath from his mouth, and when he opened his eyes, he was dazed for a long time.

"Old man, where are you from, how could you be captured by Wei Bing?"

Zhuo Ke lay not far from the old man, and when he saw him wake up, he asked slowly.

In fact, what he wanted to ask was, why didn't Wei Bing take his life? It's just that this kind of question is too disrespectful to the old man.

"Uh, Wei Bing?"

The old man turned his head, came to his senses after half a ring, stood up, straightened his clothes, and bowed to several people in a measured manner, with an elegant temperament.

Judging by the situation, this person is not an ordinary person.

"Old Cheng Wai, thank you for saving your life!"

"Cheng Ai?"

Zhuoke frowned and muttered to himself.

"Familiar with this name?"

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Cheng Ai, Mr. Spiegel, Cheng Ai? Are you the Cheng Ai who is proficient in innate techniques?"