Chapter 34: Who Told You that I Am Weak?

"You're just a fifth-grade body refiner, let's see if I don't tear you apart alive!"

A middle-aged female spirit clan sneered, her sharp nails glowing with black light, and she grabbed Jiang Chen directly.

The other thirteen spirit clans also attacked Jiang Chen.

The old man in black looked coldly in the eyes, and the dark wooden sword struck again.

Jiang Chen looked indifferent, he was not an ordinary fifth-grade person!

boom

"Uh-huh..."

As her fists fell, a shrill scream rang out, and the body of the middle-aged female Eldar was shaken and exploded on the spot.

"This is not ordinary fifth-grade qi and blood!"

As soon as the rest of the Eldar clan touched the red blood, their hands sizzled and the black energy evaporated.

The spiritual energy is so vast that it takes the opportunity to sweep through.

The jet-black wooden sword arrived in time, and the black sword light split the golden light and collided with his hands.

when

There was a loud sound, Jiang Chen's body trembled and he slid out.

"Sanmei (the third child)."

Urgent calls rang out, and more than a dozen Eldar looked at the exploding female Eldar at the same time.

However, he saw that the female spirit race turned into a black air and flew into Jiang Chen's arms, and the spirit ball glowed with a faint golden light.

"Naling Ball!"

The fourteen spirit clans looked at Jiang Chen angrily.

The spirit ball absorbs the essence of their spiritual equipment!

"Don't worry, you will all be put in by me!"

Jiang Chen sneered, and once again gathered the power of Qi and blood in his palms, combined with his spiritual energy, he attacked the fourteen spirit clans.

"Stand back, there is something wrong with his energy and blood!"

The old man in black shouted coldly.

Because of the interference from the psychic gloves, he didn't realize Jiang Chen's true strength for a while.

For a moment, the eleven spiritual tribes retreated, leaving only him and two other ninth-grade ones.

"Spiritual sound!"

The old man in black shouted coldly, and the eleven spirit tribes who retreated spoke silently at the same time.

Although it was silent, waves of strange laughter came from Jiang Chen's ears: "Jie Jie..."

The strange laughter was sharp and harsh, going straight to the heart.

Even though he had Qi and blood to protect his body, Jiang Chen was in a trance.

The three spirit tribes took the opportunity to take action, grabbing Jiang Chen with their dark wooden swords and two hands with sharp nails.

Jiang Chen quickly activated all the power of the psychic glove, and the majestic psychic energy exploded!

Rumble

Terrifying golden light illuminated the surrounding area, and spiritual energy was like a torrent, flooding Jiang Chen's body for several meters.

Poof

Dark blood spilled, black smoke filled the air, shrill screams resounded, and the dark wooden sword flew away.

The three spirits flew out at the same time.

"How is that possible?"

"Your gloves are beyond the ninth level?"

The three Eldar screamed in terror.

Especially the old man in black, whose face was full of disbelief.

With his late ninth-grade strength and the wooden sword made with the Yunling Wood, even the average ninth-grade peak man is no match for him.

But these gloves almost shattered his spirit body with one blow!

The psychic energy exploded, and the aftermath was billowing. Eleven spirits were also affected. The two weaker ones were directly transformed into black mist and were absorbed by the spirit ball.

A layer of the ground was scraped off, and the Yunling Tree not far away also shook violently.

Bang bang

The Spirit Tribes fell to the ground, and the two ninth-grade Spirit Tribes who were almost on the verge of getting up couldn't get up for a while.

Dark blood oozed from the mouth of the old man in black. He put his hands on the ground and struggled to get up.

Jiang Chen was also panting violently and his hands were shaking.

The full power of this psychic glove exploded, which was truly terrifying. All three ninth-grade spiritual clans were seriously injured.

However, the power of his gloves was almost exhausted.

Bang

A dull sound sounded, and Jiang Chen knelt on one knee, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"When your spiritual energy is exhausted, you are just an ant that can be killed easily!"

The old man in black circulated the black energy in his body and suppressed his injuries.

Without the psychic gloves, it was just the power of fifth-grade qi and blood. Even if this fifth-grade was extraordinary, he didn't take it seriously!

The old hands were as shriveled as chicken claws, but the nails were extremely sharp.

call out!

At this moment, a dazzling sword light lit up, like a meteor from the sky, and the sword pierced the old man's throat.

"No……"

The old man covered his throat with both hands and looked at the long sword in disbelief.

"Jiang Chen, I wasted my good intentions by sharing Yunling Wood with you, but you want to stun me and keep it to yourself!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Yang Yuqing stood with a sword, stained with dark blood.

"Don't you believe me too?" Jiang Chen sneered: "If you really trusted me, you would still be in a coma!"

"Seeing how embarrassed you are, I really want to laugh. Thank you very much for helping me get the Soul-Yunling Wood!"

Yang Yuqing sneered, the sword light reappeared, and several sword shadows flashed past.

The two ninth-level spiritual clansmen were unable to resist at this moment, and their lives were cut off by a sword.

The rest of the spirit tribe wanted to escape, but Yang Yuqing's sword light split and chased after them.

Seven of the nine spirits were pierced by the sword light, and only two escaped.

Without chasing, Yang Yuqing went straight to the Yunling Wood: "Watch it, Jiang Chen, this Yunling Wood is mine!"

Jiang Chen stood up, still panting and looking exhausted.

Yang Yuqing came to the Yunling Wood, and her sword gathered spiritual energy again.

Tsk!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and with the blessing of spiritual energy, a stone went straight to the door in front of Yang Yuqing.

Yang Yuqing was well prepared and resisted with a horizontal sword.

jingle

The stone fell and shattered instantly, but the spiritual energy contained in it still forced Yang Yuqing to take a few steps back.

"Who is that person? Get out!" Yang Yuqing shouted coldly.

"I never thought that a spirit-containing tree could turn you against each other."

The cold words resounded as Liu Qingyuan led the three of them out of the darkness and looked at Jiang Chen: "My good disciple, your true colors have been revealed."

Two of them were No. 1 and No. 2. The third person was unknown to Jiang Chen. He was a young man with a stern face and a long green sword hanging on his waist.

"Liu Qingyuan?" Jiang Chen said in a surprised tone, "Why are you here?"

"Why am I here? I let you know about this spiritual tree!"

Liu Qingyuan sneered and looked at Yang Yuqing with contempt: "Senior Sister Yang, are you disappointed in me, a junior?"

"Did you deliberately leak the news?" Yang Yuqing's expression darkened and she looked at the cold young man: "Are you Lu Qingfeng from Class Three?"

Lu Qingfeng smiled lightly and said: "Since the school girl recognizes me, she should be more sensible and capture me obediently."

"You think you've got me?" Yang Yuqing said calmly, with no panic on her face.

"Oh? The power of the psychic glove has been exhausted. What other methods does senior sister have for me to see?" Liu Qingyuan said disdainfully.

Lu Qingfeng is at the ninth level. Now that he has no psychic gloves, how can Yang Yuqing, who is at the peak of the eighth level, resist?

Yang Yuqing sneered: "If you can invite people, I can too."

"Huh?" The expressions of Liu Qingyuan and the others changed.

In the darkness, a woman walked out slowly. She was dressed in white, with long hair hanging down her shoulders, and holding a long blue sword.

Ninth grade!

"Li Qingyue?"

The expressions of Liu Qingyuan and the other four people changed drastically, especially Lu Qingfeng, who even took two steps back.

"Qingyue, I'm sorry." Yang Yuqing laughed softly.

Lu Qingfeng tightened his sword and his body was trembling slightly.

Liu Qingyuan's eyes flickered and he said in a low voice: "Hold him, I'll hold Yang Yuqing, and the Yunling Tree will give you half!"

Lu Qingfeng took a deep breath, as if he had made a lot of determination: "Deal, but no more than one minute!"

"That's enough, you two, one goes to capture Jiang Chen, and the other goes to pull out the Yunling Tree." Liu Qingyuan ordered.

"yes."

The two looked at each other, Number One directly drew his sword and killed Jiang Chen, while Number Two rushed towards the Yunling Tree.

boom

Suddenly, a majestic energy and blood rose into the sky, and the red blood dyed the night bright red.

Jiang Chen grabbed the opponent's neck and said indifferently: "Who told you that I am weak?"