Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 425 Poison Wings

Jiang Li's cultivation level is much higher. He is in the ninth realm and has already surpassed the first level of the Immortal Stage of the Way of Slashing. He is almost on the edge of the second level of the Immortal Stage. However, even so, he still fell into the trap.

This strange attack method, the dust on the corpse, seemed to be poisonous, shooting into his exposed skin and penetrating into his body.

Fortunately, he had a high level of cultivation and rich combat experience. He retreated as soon as he saw something wrong, and was only slightly affected.

Jiang Yingxue was not so lucky. He had just reached the ninth realm, and he was even trying to force his way forward by using the Longyuan Sword Sect's method of reaching the ninth realm, so his foundation was unstable.

Almost half of the dust from the exploded corpse shot into his body.

But the two of them were powerful beings in the ninth realm after all, and the poisonous dust entered their bodies slowly. Jiang Yingxue seemed to have not felt it yet. The uncle and nephew floated away one after the other.

"Kill him!"

Jiang Li gritted his teeth and roared angrily.

In one strike, he had already felt that the realm of the person who manipulated this ghost magic was comparable to his own, and was not one of those ancient evil spirits under the River of Rebirth.

Jiang Yingxue took a deep breath, and two hundred-foot-long sword beams immediately shot out from the sword.

The flaming sword light completely illuminated the darkness in the canyon, illuminating the mountain range like two lighthouses.

"Don't hold back!"

Jiang Li planned to succeed in one strike and then escape. The sword light of this sword fight would definitely attract Long Yuan's pursuers to help Guo Kai.

He just wanted to win with one strike, and then find a mysterious place to force the corpse poison out of his body.

This time, the two ninth-level sword cultivators used all their strength in their swords. The flames were hundreds of feet long, covering the sky and the earth, almost with the force of thunder, and simultaneously slashed at the dozens of flying corpses after the bones were broken.

The sword light chopped the corpse, and a soft "pop" sound suddenly rang out in the quiet air.

Immediately, countless broken limbs and arms were chopped into powder, floating gently in the air, lingering in the air like smoke.

After a successful attack, Jiang Yingxue immediately wanted to gather his strength and escape. Suddenly, he was surprised to find that his spiritual power could not be raised. At the same time, his throat felt sweet, a gentle stream of water flowed through his nose, and two streaks of red blood suddenly appeared in his eyes.

A faint trace of blood oozed out of his seven orifices.

"It's Corpse Dust!"

Jiang Yingxue's mentality suddenly collapsed, and she screamed in anger. From the first time she swung her sword and cut open the giant bony hand, they had been tricked. The corpse poison that exploded from the bones was sucked into her lungs and shot into her skin through the explosion. The dust from the corpse directly blocked her spiritual power, and she could no longer muster a single bit of strength.

After Jiang Yingxue got angry, she felt weak all over and almost fell down from the air.

He forcibly held onto his true energy to protect his heart meridians to prevent it from being eaten away by the corpse poison, but his body was already on the verge of collapse.

His uncle didn't seem to be much better than him.

Both of them had blood coming out of their noses, and they stared angrily at a figure that slowly emerged from the water.

That is a person, but it is not really a person.

A half-corpse, half-flesh human body, with a dark blue face like a zombie. His upper body was wearing a ragged blue shirt, but his elbows were exposed to bluish-white rotten flesh and blue veins, and his legs and feet had completely turned to bones.

The green-shirted zombie flew into the air and walked in front of the two of them. He stared at Jiang Yingxue, and the stiff muscles on his face twitched, making an unpleasant sound like a knife sawing flesh:

"The Young Lord of Yingxue City really has good eyesight. We've never met before, but he recognized me at first sight!"

"It really is the Thirteen Great Bandits, Corpse Dust. You're not the only monster here, are you?"

Jiang Yingxue's face turned pale and he said bitterly that he had read all the information about the Thirteen Bandits and knew almost every one of them by heart. None of the Thirteen Bandits would act alone, but he really didn't expect them to appear in this form.

What made him even more angry and confused was:

They were both in the ninth realm, and there were two ninth realm warriors on his side. His uncle was two levels higher than him. With the combined efforts of the two, the winner was decided in just three moves. This strange attack method was simply unprecedented.

Using the hands of bones to lure the enemy, there is a thousand-year-old dried corpse hidden in the bones. This kind of corpse that has been nurtured for nearly ten thousand years is as terrible as a plague to the powerful cultivators.

Unfortunately, this big bandit was very careful and used the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force. The poison emitted from the corpse, through the air and the force of the explosion, was forced into the sword cultivator's body hair, sealing his whole body's spiritual power.

This is totally impossible to guard against.

At this moment, Jiang Yingxue felt a sense of powerlessness. He finally understood why the seven huge cities in the Rebirth River and so many powerful people in the ninth realm were still unable to resist these thirteen bandits.

This is completely beyond the understanding of sword cultivators' sword fighting style.

Seeing the anger on Jiang Yingxue's face, the blue-shirted zombie called Shichen twitched his muscles, the veins on his face throbbed slightly, and a smile appeared at the corners of his torn mouth:

"Of course not, we never walk alone, you know!"

He looked up at the sky and said softly, "Sixth Brother, come down, I've already knocked him down!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge bat in the sky folded its fleshy wings and rushed into the canyon like an arrow. When it arrived in front, its huge body suddenly turned into the shape of a man.

There were two strange runes painted on this man's face. What was strange was that his two hands looked like human arms had been cut off and replaced with two animal claws.

The strangest thing is that above the slender human body, there is a pair of fleshy wings on the back, like a bat, retracted above the body. From a distance, it looks like a monster.

The man called Sixth Brother had a pale green complexion and a rather carefree look. He smiled and said:

"Very good, it seems that you have absorbed this part of your body well!"

"The teachings of all the brothers!" It was hard to tell whether Shi Chen's face was happy or sad. The rotten flesh on his face moved slightly, which was frightening to see.

The two of them formed a corner, completely blocking the retreat route of Jiangmen's uncle and nephew.

"Du Yi, Shi Chen, two of the Thirteen Bandits have arrived. It seems that my Yingxue City is not worth your blind boss's attack!"

Jiang Li recognized the man transformed by the Wing King and sighed.

Jiang Yingxue couldn't help but curse, "There's never been any grudge between Yingxue City and the Thirteen Bandits. We rarely get involved in fights. Why did you set an ambush here today and kill my uncle and nephew?"

Du Yi smiled strangely and suddenly looked at Jiang Li: "Ask your elder if he cut off my eldest sister's claws!"

There are too many secrets in Yingxue City, and the young city lord knows too little.

Jiang Li glanced at him, gritted his teeth, and put on a desperate look, saying in a deep voice: "So what? That spider monster, I only regret that I didn't kill it with a single blow of my sword that day!"