Chapter 647.
“Tiger!”
The old blade that was slapped by Wang Chen flew through the air and flipped over, landing on all fours.
He raised his head angrily and his throat let out an angry hiss, his face flushed red, and the surface of his skin unexpectedly glowed with mottled yellow and black patterns.
A mottled fierce tiger phantom appeared behind the old blade.
It rushed at Wang Dust with teeth and claws!
And the sunken chest of this High Grade Purple Mansion bulged back up and returned to normal in the blink of an eye.
There was actually no sign of injury.
At the same time, Zhu Jiu, who was on the side, suddenly changed his face and pointed at Wang Duan and shouted in a low voice, “Ru Shan!”
In two short words, he said it with an unparalleled gravity.
Wang Chen immediately felt a strong force descend on his body, like a mountain pressing down on him and weighing him down.
His qi and blood and mana all stagnated.
“Zhen Yue!”
Zhu Jiu once again poked his finger and shouted, his bulging eyeballs almost jumping out of their sockets.
The heavy pressure carried by Wang Chen instantly increased by fifty percent!
If it was an ordinary Violet Mansion, I’m afraid that at this moment, it would have already been crushed alive by the spell that Zhu Jiu had cast.
However, Wang Chen still stood straight.
He twisted his head to look at Zhu Jiu, and purple aura flashed in his originally dark eyes.
In the next moment, the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Dharma appeared behind Wang Chen!
A pair of dragon eyes burning with flames stared at Zhu Jiu and steeply opened his mouth to roar.
The dragon’s roar was silent, however, Zhu Jiu was like a heavy blow, involuntarily retreated three steps in a row, his mouth, nose, eyes and ears seeped out crimson blood at the same time, obviously suffering from light internal injuries.
This was from Wang Chen’s Heavenly Dragon Vajra power counterattack!
The battle between the bottom cultivators was not what mortals imagined, especially the narrow road fight, often extremely tragic and cruel, instantly divided into life and death winners and losers.
Wang Chen raised his right palm with a huff, ready to give his opponent a supplementary blow.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a streak of light that was shooting towards him!
Tiger Seven had struck.
The cultivator who had remained silent had just offered up a cold and shining flying sword, then sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on top of the blade to energize it with the power of qi and blood.
The timing of Tiger 7’s sneak attack was well chosen, at this moment, most of Wang Chen’s attention was on Zhu Jiu, and he also had to guard against the old knife that was about to counterattack, so it was easy to overlook his existence.
This knife, tiger seven not only poured ten percent of the power, and the flying knife itself is also his life magic treasure, sacrificed and tempered for many years, the power is undoubtedly very strong.
The flying dagger was shot to Wang Chen’s eyes in an instant, and the blade was aimed at the key point of his throat.
Tiger Seven’s treasure had the powerful effect of piercing armor, breaking the law, and decapitating the soul, and once struck by it, it would be very difficult for a Purple Mansion cultivator’s Heavy Light Shield Armor to withstand it.
Tiger Seven had used this flying dagger to assassinate several cultivators of the same rank, and all of them were successful!
However, this time it was Wang Chen.
Facing the flying dagger, Wang Chen stood still without dodging and suddenly flicked his finger.
Ding!
The flying dagger suddenly shook and changed direction, brushing against Wang Chuan’s shoulder.
Seeing such a scene, the corner of Tiger Seven’s eye couldn’t help but twitch.
He had never underestimated Wang Chen’s strength, nor had he ever thought of dealing with Wang Chen alone.
This time, something had gone terribly wrong in the Yongle Dungeon, multiple secret passages had collapsed, the spell formations were broken and forbidden, the connection between the upper and lower nine floors had been severed, and the prison guards were all terrified without a leader.
Tiger seven and the old knife, Zhu Jiu two people happen to be together, thought to find a way out, so as not to be trapped in this.
They didn’t expect to run into Wang Duan.
Then naturally there was nothing to say, just fuck and be done with it!
However, they were three against one, two high-ranking Zifu and from a battle cultivator, plus a middle-ranking Fa cultivator, tacit cooperation and joint siege, but actually still fell in the wind.
Tiger Seven realized that he was still wrong about Wang Chen’s strength.
A big mistake!
At this moment, there was actually some regret in his heart.
Had he known that Wang Chuan was so deeply hidden, he shouldn’t have offended Wang Chuan in the first place.
If such a character could be pulled into his team, then the power of speech in the Ninth District would all increase by a lot.
But it was too late to regret now.
Instead, Tiger Seven strengthened his determination to kill Wang Dust!
“Kill!”
He angrily shouted, and a blood-red long knife suddenly appeared in his hand.
But someone was faster than Tiger Seven.
The old knife leapt high in the air and pounced on Wang Chen from above.
The ten fingers of his hands sprouted sharp pointed claws, breaking through the air and whistling as he waved them around, as if his entire person had transformed into a fierce beast, inspiring an aura that suffocated people!
The Fierce Tiger Dharma Phase followed his shadow and pounced on Wang Chen together.
It pounced on Wang Chen’s divine soul will!
“Seal!”
Almost at the same time, Zhu Jiu once again stretched out his finger to point at Wang Chen, and his face grimaced as he let out a low roar.
He was casting the Art of Forbidding, the spell that sealed his opponent’s spells.
As a pure Dharma cultivator, Zhu Jiu had put in more than ten years of hard work in the art of forbidding, and with the addition of a few special spirit weapons, he was certain that he could influence Wang Dust’s mana operation for more than three breaths of time.
In a battle of masters, a single breath could determine life and death.
Not to mention three breaths!
Wang Chen really shook and turned his head towards him once again.
And Old Sword’s tiger claw had already greeted Wang Dust’s head.
As a result, the claw grabbed an empty space.
Wang Chuan’s figure appeared beside Zhu Jiu like a ghost.
Shrinking into the ground!
Tiger 7, who was just about to swing his blood knife, was startled and shouted, “Lao Jiu be careful!”
Zhu Jiu had never expected that the powerful spells he had practiced so diligently had not affected Wang Chen in the slightest.
Completely out of a cultivator’s instinct, he made an undoubtedly correct reaction at the moment of crisis, that is, he flickered backward abruptly, pulling away from the distance between him and Wang Dust.
Zhu Jiu needed to buy himself a breath of time to get support from his companions!
But the difference of one breath could be the difference between life and death!
Wang Chen suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a sword light, the Dragon Abyss Sword that had been hidden in the qi sea and dantian suddenly manifested itself, and chased after Zhu Jiu with lightning speed.
The light that bloomed from the sword in a flash stung the eyes of Tiger Seven, Old Sword and Zhu Jiu.
Zhu Jiu’s figure suddenly stopped.
He looked down at his chest and found an additional bloody hole on it.
Regardless of the protective shield armor or the aura talisman, all of them unexpectedly failed to block this sword.
“Heh ……”
Scalding blood rolled out, simultaneously taking away Zhu Jiu’s life vigor and mana.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.
But before the words could come out, the person had already fallen backwards, his eyes collapsing his face gray.
The moment he landed, the silence became empty!
[Heavenly Merit +600]
Wang Dust ignored the information that was brushed out in his field of vision and probed his hand to grab the Dragon Abyss Sword that had just folded back and flown back.
Holding the sword in his hand, he looked towards Tiger Seven who was close at hand.
His eyes were indifferent!
A stern, silent and cold sword intent suddenly erupted, engulfing Tiger 7 in an instant.
Even the Old Blade was affected, and he almost didn’t control his own original magic treasure!
However, Old Blade’s situation was already far, far better than Tiger Seven.