Crossing the Invincible World

In an inconspicuous inn, a man with scars was sitting near the window and drinking silently. This man was Jiang Zeyun wanted by the Xiaoyao faction.

He has tasted the taste of being hunted down these days. The key is that none of the people who chase him is weaker than him, and they are basically better than him, and they are not alone, and they often encounter two or three people at the same time.

If you weren't cautious enough and cunning enough, you would definitely be dead this time.

Jiang Zeyun let out a sigh of relief. He looked around vigilantly, and found that there was nothing to do, and his heart was put aside slightly. He deliberately chose such an inn because he didn't want anyone to recognize him.

After eating some food in a hurry, Jiang Zeyun started his escape again. He must stay away from the sphere of influence of the Xiaoyao faction, or one day he would die there.

He ran desperately, trying not to stay in crowded places at night, but in a deep and strange environment like mass graves, so as to reduce the probability of being discovered.

At this moment, he was in a mass grave. He sat there, slowly inhaling and exhaling, adjusting his somewhat chaotic internal force. At this time, a black cloud slowly covered the moon, and it was dark as if being in eighteen layers of hell.

Roads of Ruoruuowu black aura slowly rose on the mass graves, and they flowed into Jiang Zeyun's dantian through Jiang Zeyun's method of vomiting and accepting.

At this time, Jiang Zeyun's face was hideous, with blue veins all over his face, and his hands looked terrifying.

And Jiang Zeyun's aura gradually became stronger, Grand Master, Grand Master Peak, until it reached the Grand Master Realm, it could no longer grow.

At this time, Jiang Zeyun roared. That sound no longer resembled a human voice. It seemed to be the voice of a devil from hell. In that roar, Jiang Zeyun actually broke through to the supernatural power realm and was still rushing forward. !

"Brother, I found it. This Jiang Zeyun actually hides in the mass grave. If he didn't kill himself and roared wildly, we might not find it."

Under Jiang Zeyun's roar, the disciples of the Xiaoyao faction found him easily. There are three of them, and one of them has reached the realm of supernatural power.

"Be careful, this Jiang Zeyun looks a bit wrong. He was still a great master before, but how can he break through to the supernatural power realm now. You know he was injured by us at the time. It would be good to be able to restore his peak."

The direct disciple of the supernatural power realm carefully reminded the two junior disciples that in his heart he vaguely felt that today's things didn't look as simple as he thought.

This Jiang Zeyun could only escape by trickery before, and he couldn't do a few tricks in his own hands. Now looking at his breath, he has faintly overshadowed him.

"You disciples of the Xiaoyao faction, all of you are going to die." After Jiang Zeyun's unidentified aura's black qi reformation, his voice has become ill-formed.

Jiang Zeyun looked at his hands. The nails on those hands were already five times longer than the previous ones, and they were unusually strong. They were not inferior to the sharp weapons of the magic weapon. Looking at the black air surrounding them, they looked terrifying.

Feeling the endless power in his body, Jiang Zeyun felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, and his strength was already at the top of this world.

"Be careful, Junior Brother." The powerhouse of the God-passing Realm shouted, but it was too late. Jiang Zeyun's speed is very fast, like lightning, and his body is ghostly, and he can't see where he falls.

The junior fellow of the Tianshan School had no room to resist, so he was killed. Jiang Zeyun licked the blood on his hand and laughed strangely.

"Haha, don't worry, come one by one, you are all mine."

"This is not the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School. What kind of evil martial arts have you practiced." The direct disciple of the supernatural power realm felt a chill. He had never seen this kind of exercise again, and it seemed that it was not inferior to the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School.

"What kind of martial arts, this martial arts is martial arts that kills you, go to **** and ask Hades, and he will help you answer it."

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Zeyun's figure had already landed next to another direct disciple. That disciple was also very alert and immediately wanted to use Ling Bo's microsteps to evade. Unfortunately, his skill was still not enough. Before avoiding, the heart was Was pulled out.

In a short period of time, two direct disciples were killed in succession, and they were killed so lightly, Jiang Zeyun's strength is no longer comparable to the previous ones.

Taking a deep breath and forcibly calming himself down, the direct disciple of the supernatural power realm used one of the signs of the Xiaoyao School: Tianshan Zhemei Shou.

"Hehe." Jiang Zeyun looked at the martial arts of the direct disciple with a triumphant smile on his face. Yes, Jiang Zeyun is familiar with the techniques of the Xiaoyao School, but the direct disciple has a black eye for Jiang Zeyun's martial arts moves, and he doesn't know it.

However, the supernatural power realm was also a supernatural power realm after all, and it was not so easy for him to beg for defense. The direct disciple's idea is also very simple. Hold on and wait for others to come. You know, this action is not just a supernatural power realm for him, but several come.

As long as he keeps it and waits for others to come, it is Jiang Zeyun's death. Jiang Zeyun is so cautious and timid, he knows his thoughts when he sees him on the defensive.

"Do you think you can wait until that time? Stop dreaming." Jiang Zeyun laughed strangely, and his whole body was energetic. The surrounding rocks immediately rolled, even some tombstones flew up.

Jiang Zeyun's hands were densely black and airy, and he attacked his direct disciple with a palm. The disciple of the supernatural power realm also did not see the slightest panic.

But at this moment, things suddenly changed, and the black energy that Jiang Zeyun had originally covered in his hands suddenly turned into a knife, and it pierced the heart of Xiaoyao's direct disciple.

"You, it's impossible..." Before the words were finished, the direct disciple of the supernatural power realm was already dead.

"Hahaha." Jiang Zeyun burst into laughter, "It seems that Youruo has a chance to get involved, Jiang Ning, hum, we will meet sooner or later."

Not long after Jiang Zeyun left, other Xiaoyao people arrived. They saw the three direct disciples lying on the ground, and they were surprised. ,, ..