Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 728
The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, tens of meters wide and hundreds of meters long, just like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens, bright and dazzling, beautiful and dreamy.

In just an instant, the sky and the earth returned to calm again in an instant, all the sword energy dissipated, and the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth were light and calm.

Many people didn't realize that Zheng Rui's attack was over.

But nothing seems to happen, nothing changes.

Some people suddenly held back their smiles, as if they felt that Zheng Rui had been so frightened that he didn't even use his mana, but just swung his sword casually.

There was also a smile on Yi Que's face, as if he was very satisfied with Zheng Rui's reaction.

Because just now, Yi Que didn't watch the battle between Zheng Rui and Ji Xuan at all, and seemed to think it was nothing interesting.

But the next moment, piercing screams resounded in the primordial mountains.

"Why is Ji Xuan missing?"

"Ji Xuan died, and he died without even screaming."

"Ji Xuan didn't react at all, he was killed, and was annihilated directly, leaving not even a single residue of his body and soul, the death was too thorough!"

Screams sounded one after another, and in an instant, the entire primitive mountain range erupted in an uproar. Countless monks were gasping for air, and they were extremely shocked.

The smile on Yi Que's face froze.

Zheng Rui stood on the top of the mountain, his robes were windless, and he had put his sword back into its sheath.But he saw that Ji Xuan in the distance had disappeared, disappeared without a trace, he couldn't even sense a trace of breath, as if there was no such person in this world.

"Ji Xuan, Ji Xuan..."

Yi Que called loudly, but there was no response from the world except exclamation and screams.

Yi Que's voice was getting louder and louder, obviously urged by magic power, but there was still no response at all, Ji Xuan seemed to have really disappeared, disappeared.

Yi Que's eyes gradually turned red, his chest began to rise and fall, and his whole body trembled.

"Is it so weak? Could this be just Ji Xuan's avatar?"

Zheng Rui muttered to himself, but did not relax his vigilance. He suddenly felt startled, and said in amazement: "As expected of a genius in Yaochi Holy Land, I didn't even see how he cast spells. I have killed his avatar. His The real body should also appear."

Just now, he saw with his own eyes that within the sword qi, the 'clone' didn't react at all, and was strangled by the sword qi, leaving no residue or particles left.

Ji Xuan Yi Que roared louder than thunder, shaking away a large swath of dark clouds that had gathered all over the sky.

At this moment, Yi Que is no longer calm, no longer aloof, he is hysterical like an old gambler who has lost all his money, his face is full of distortion and ferocity, his beard and hair are all stretched out, and he describes it as a ghost.

Seeing this, Zheng Rui felt puzzled, and murmured: "No way, the one who died just now was really Ji Xuan? It wasn't a clone, but Ji Xuan's true self. The so-called genius in Yi Que's mouth was taken seriously by me." , there are not even particles left after being killed?"

Particles are thousands of times smaller than dust. Generally, even if someone is shaken to dust, they will be turned into a cloud of dust at most, and there will still be tangible substances left, let alone particles.

As a result, Ji Xuan doesn't even have any particles. In the world of ordinary people, it is equivalent to being annihilated, and does not exist in this cosmic space.

Zheng Rui felt really puzzled, and was still not sure if the deceased was Ji Xuan's true self.

Zheng Rui's voice was very low, it was a whisper, but the people nearby were all monks, so they could hear them clearly.

Those people's eyes widened immediately, looking at Zheng Rui for a while, and then at Elder Yi Que of the holy land of Yaochi with a crazy expression.

"No, old thief Yi Que, you actually lied to me. This Ji Xuan is not a genius in Yaochi Holy Land at all. You are so despicable. I actually fell for you."

Suddenly, Zheng Rui roared, went through the whole thing in his mind, and immediately figured it out.

"I have been hiding my strength and dare not reveal too much. I am afraid of being targeted by you and hunted down by your real genius. I didn't expect that I still made a mistake today. Old thief Yique, I will never die with you."

Zheng Rui felt really angry that he had been tricked.

I saw Yi Que in the distance looking back suddenly, his eyes were as blood red as a beast, full of resentment.

"Kill him, kill him for me, tear him into pieces." Yi Que yelled, almost furious.

The monks of Yaochi Holy Land immediately rushed out and approached Zheng Rui.For a moment, the mana roared and resonated, the magic weapon was dazzling, and the figures shrouded in the rays of light looked like stars in the sky, between the Luobu Tianyu.

"I finally understand why these holy places are so powerful. They can act so realistically that I can't tell the truth from the fake."

Zheng Rui was so shocked that he didn't dare to be careless, and drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang.

Stimulated by his magic power, purple dragon patterns appeared on the surface of the sword tire. This is the pattern that was condensed from the aura of the Dao at the beginning, and it possesses unpredictable and regular energy.

At the same time, the monks of the Bi family and the Shen family had already blushed. Although they couldn't figure out the situation at the moment, they all rushed out.

A total of one or two hundred monks, thousands of powerful elite monks in Xuanzhao Realm rushed towards Zheng Rui together.

It is mighty and mighty, like heavenly soldiers and generals descending to the realm, flags fluttering, and the power is astonishing.

"I, Zheng Rui, are ordinary, but I am definitely not an ant. I am kind-hearted and merciful, but I can't let others bully me. Since you keep pushing me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zheng Rui said in a low voice, feeling his heart calm down again and becoming calm and calm.Nine Sword Control Techniques!
Holding the sword of the great way, Zheng Rui used his peerless swordsmanship, and the terrifying sword energy shot vertically and horizontally, sweeping across the universe.

The screams were shrill, resounding through the primitive mountains.

At the point of the sword of the Dao, countless monks' mana seemed to be sealed, and they immediately seemed to lose their supernatural powers and fell into the sky.

The sword energy swept across, and dozens of powerful monks turned into blood mist on the spot.

Zheng Rui made another sword strike, and the dozens of cultivators didn't scream, but were directly enveloped by the terrifying sword light, their bodies were torn apart, and the sea of ​​mana exploded.

Zheng Rui walked in the air, his spotless robes rattled, and his black hair fluttered wildly.

He walked on the void of the sky, without any dharma touching his body, holding the sword of the great way, and agitated the sword light for a hundred meters. Every time the sword fell, dozens of powerful monks died tragically.

This scene frightened those monks who chose to be neutral or watch the battle in the distance, their faces were pale and their bodies were like a sieve.

"The fifth sword!"

Zheng Rui shouted and swung his sword out.

With his current mana in the Xuanzhao Realm, when he activated the fifth sword again, what he condensed was no longer five sword qis, but hundreds of sword qi like real flying swords, flying out in a fan shape and attacking on a flat surface.

One after another, the monks died tragically. Their magic weapons, when they touched this kind of sword energy, exploded and shattered directly. Their mana, when they touched the regular energy of the aura of the great way, immediately stopped functioning.

(End of this chapter)