Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1687 - 390: Chen Jie: Han Dharma King, Stop Struggli

As soon as Chen Jie finished speaking, his body vanished from where he stood in an instant.

Han Miaozhen was shocked on the spot.

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But just as Han Miaozhen reacted, she heard a gust of fierce wind sweep in from behind her. She didn’t even need to turn around to know there was a heavy blow coming from the rear, so she lowered her head, then executed a Fairy Sword Dance, half-squatting as she spun around, and in the next instant her treasure sword thrust straight up from below toward Chen Jie’s chin.

If this sword landed, Chen Jie would be skewered by Han Miaozhen like a gourd on a stick.

Seeing Han Miaozhen’s sword stab toward him, Chen Jie frowned, then extended his right hand forward, directly slashing at her sword. In the next mont, Yin Yang Attributes coiled around his fingers.

With one Sword Slash, the Yin Yang Power reversed Qian Kun. Swish— the portion of Han Miaozhen’s Fla Sword that was stabbing toward him suddenly vanished from space, and the next instant that section of the Fla Longsword was directly transferred to Han Miaozhen’s chest, its point stabbing toward her.

[Qiankun Great thod—Transplanting Technique]

What Chen Jie had unleashed was precisely the Transplanting Technique of the Qiankun Great thod. This thod wasn’t one he used often, because against physical Weapons and the like—especially Divine Weapons and Treasures—it was very hard to take effect. But against a Fla Longsword condensed purely from Energy Body like Han Miaozhen’s, it worked much better.

At this mont, the tip of the Fla Longsword was directly snapped off and driven toward Han Miaozhen’s chin. Her face changed drastically; she instinctively tried to retreat, but as she frantically backed away, the sword tip crazily chased after her as well, like maggots gnawing on bone, constantly hovering in front of her chest.

Forced into a corner, Han Miaozhen had no choice but to blast the sword tip in front of her with Phoenix True Fire. With a thunderous boom, the next instant the sword tip exploded outright.

Han Miaozhen staggered back several steps, then fixed Chen Jie with an icy stare and said, "Chen Jiusi, very good. I didn’t expect you to have trained the Qiankun Great thod to the Fourth Layer. I truly underestimated you!"

Chen Jie replied, "To receive the praise of the Dharma King, it really is my great good fortune."

With that thought, Chen Jie made another transposition and appeared in front of Han Miaozhen again. She was so startled that she leapt back once more, but at this mont Chen Jie said, "Chen Long, i Tu, you’ve watched the show long enough, haven’t you? Move together."

Chen Jie could suppress Han Miaozhen one-on-one, but defeating her would still take so ti, and what he was grabbing for now was ti. Who knew when Du Zundao on the other side would react?

So even though he could suppress Han Miaozhen, he still called Chen Long and i Tu to attack together.

This wasn’t so arena duel, or Jianghu hero contest, that required single combat. This was a race-against-the-clock war. In that case, who cared about the ans? When you have more people on your side, and you still throw away your advantage just to play the hero, that would be idiotic.

Chen Jie was no fool; he knew what mattered and what didn’t, so he directly called out to Chen Long and i Tu to make their move.

The two of them had already watched for quite a while. After Chen Jie struck, they’d just been watching his moves without interrupting. The reason was simple: they wanted to sound out Chen Jie’s bottom line, see what his strength was like, and whether they might instead subdue him and force him to hand over the antidote.

The result was that Chen Jie only needed to reveal a little of the Qiankun Great thod to completely win them over. There was nothing to be done about it—this Qiankun Great thod was Martial Arts of their Holy Sect. How could they not know how hard it was to cultivate? Yet Chen Jie had cultivated it to the Fourth Layer, the level of Heaven and Earth Transposition, in such a short ti. It was simply unbelievable.

You had to know that even the Ming King back in the day had spent five or six years to reach the level Chen Jie was at now.

They knew that Chen Jie’s own power was very strong to begin with, so it wasn’t impossible for him to train the Qiankun Great thod in a short ti. But even if you were Dharma King Du, you could at most cultivate the First Layer in a short period. To reach the Fourth Layer, you would need at least three months, even half a year. How could it be as easy and casual as it was now?

So when the two of them saw Chen Jie activate the Qiankun Great thod, they were also utterly shocked. However, they quickly reacted: this Chen Jiusi might be even more formidable than they’d imagined, by a little bit.

With that realization, they imdiately adjusted, and now knew which side to stand on.

At this mont, the two of them rushed forward. Chen Long wielded a Green Steel Sword, while i Tu pinched a Shadow Devouring Needle between her fingers.

Chen Jie directly launched a frontal attack, waving out the Qiankun Great thod with his hands. Yin Yang Power coiled and gathered in midair, rging and scattering.

Han Miaozhen frowned deeply. Three Molten Furnace Realm experts were attacking her, and she was also horrified. After all, these were three Molten Furnace Realm cultivators, and one of them—Chen Jiu, who had mastered the Qiankun Great thod and reached the Molten Furnace Upper Realm—was among them.

In an instant, the pressure on Han Miaozhen was imnse.

Chen Jie, anwhile, had no thoughts at all about how "three against one isn’t honorable." He charged straight at Han Miaozhen. The three of them attacked simultaneously, each displaying different thods.

Chen Long’s Green Steel Sword rose and fell, sword-shadows flashing, killing intent sweeping across three hundred li.

i Tu was sinister, bounding up and down with her speed, the Shadow Devouring Needle in her hand eerie and soul-seizing.

Chen Jiusi at this ti had one hand clasped behind his back, looking relaxed and unrestrained, but just seeing the Yin Yang Power swirling around him gave people a terrifying feeling. Yes—this was the intimidating force of the Qiankun Great thod.

Han Miaozhen was surrounded in the middle, like a helpless, widowed old lady being mobbed by a group of youngsters.

Right now she seed thin and powerless. With no other choice, Han Miaozhen could only strike first with [Facing the Peacock]. She opened with a single Facing the Peacock, and this sword cleaved straight at i Tu. It was clear that only between won was the hatred so naked and unvarnished.