Jian Wuchen was not surprised by the scene in front of him.

This method has been tried and tested.

However.

Jian Wuchen, who had a look of disdain, was instantly stunned.

"Um?"

In the eyes, there is an incredible color.

Because on the spirit boat, no one knelt down.

this moment.

Tang Jingtian was extremely conspicuous.

Not so tall Tang Jingtian made everyone silent.

"Why don't you surrender?"

"Aren't you afraid of death, not afraid of dying with all your blood!"

Jian Wuchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a terrifying cold light burst out.

The voice was calm, but unstoppable fear.

However.

Facing Jian Wuchen's sharp and terrifying gaze and the desperate threat, Tang Jingtian at this moment seemed very calm.

There was no expression of indignation.

The whole person seemed calm.

Tang Jingtian just bowed slightly respectfully.

"Tang Jingtian pays homage to the Holy Son."

heard.

When Jian Wuchen saw this scene at this moment, he couldn't hide it.

The chill in his eyes was even more terrifying.

"answer me."

Jian Wuchen made a sound, and a terrifying coercion came over.

It was as if an ancient divine mountain had fallen on Tang Jingtian's shoulders.

Tang Jingtian at this moment, his legs trembled slightly.

But still did not kneel.

"Feel sorry!"

"I, Tang Jingtian, don't have backbone, but I can't kneel."

Tang Jingtian stared at Jian Wuchen and explained.

"Um?"

"Tell me!"

"If you can't satisfy me, then you will pay a heavy price."

Hearing this, Jian Wuchen was stunned for a moment.

This answer was something Jian Wuchen never thought of.

However, Jian Wuchen's expression was extremely cold, but he didn't want to be provoked by the majesty he just established.

An even more terrifying coercion enveloped Tang Jingtian again.

Under such terrifying pressure, Tang Jingtian's body shook violently, and his legs could no longer support him.

Tang Jingtian used the long sword in his hand as a walking stick, so he could support his body.

"Sorry, my heart already belongs."

"Won't be someone else's slave, pawn."

"Apart from my son, no one can make me surrender."

"Even if you kill my bloodline."

Tang Jingtian gritted his teeth and stared at Jian Wuchen indifferently.

His expression was extremely serious, and when he thought of Li Yixi, there was even a look of adoration in his eyes.

Tang Jingtian knew very well that although Jian Wuchen was strong, compared with Li Yixi, it was the difference between heaven and earth.

A long time ago, Li Yixi could kill detachment with a single phantom.

The voice is firm.

Sonorous and powerful.

Even though he knew he was going to die, he still did not lose the slightest backbone.

It was all thanks to Li Yixi to be able to get to this day.

Otherwise, it would have already become a dead bone.

Moreover, how exists Li Yixi.

As Li Yixi's chess piece, how could he kneel to an ant like Jian Wuchen?

Jian Wuchen is stronger than them.

But in front of Li Yixi, it was Yi'er.

Tang Jingtian knew that the current Li Yixi could 'produce' detachment in batches.

Tang Jingtian already knew about melting the elixir.

"So faithful?"

"But what can be changed?"

"Your beliefs, your idols, are just ants in front of me."

"I want to kill you, can he protect you?"

"I want to destroy your bloodline, can he change anything?"

"An ant that has never entered the chaos, actually in your heart, the weight is better than mine."

Jian Wuchen looked extremely cold.

Because at this moment Jian Wuchen found that some people's eyes showed a frenzy.

If it is not handled well, some people will follow Tang Jingtian.

What Jian Wuchen wanted was the living, and the dead meant little to him.

Jian Wuchen popped out with one finger.

A sword qi went straight to Tang Jingtian's thigh, leaving a blood hole on the thigh.

Tang Jingtian's body trembled violently, but at this moment, Tang Jingtian used his saber to hold on.

This made Jian Wuchen look cold again.

"Although you are strong, what can you do?"

"I can kneel, but can I surrender?"

"My life belongs to the son. You can easily kill me who is insignificant, and it is extremely easy for the son to kill you."

"This is not what you can imagine."

"Young master wants to kill you, what a shit Jianchi, don't want to protect you."

"When the son is angry, Jianchi must also become history."

"With you buried with me, what's there to regret?"

Tang Jingtian stared at Jian Wuchen and said coldly.

"Hahaha!"

heard.

Jian Wuchen laughed instead.

A look of sarcasm.

"I heard what you said, and I suddenly became interested in the person you said."

"If the deity's guess is good, that person is afraid that he has stepped into the detachment level for a long time."

"This world, I have already sensed that there can be detachment."

Jian Wuchen walked towards Tang Jingtian step by step.

His expression was extremely reckless, and he didn't care about the son that Tang Jingtian was talking about.

Facing Jian Wuchen's approach, Tang Jingtian was not afraid at all.

Just closed your eyes.

Tang Jingtian knew that the other party was angry.

At the beginning, Tang Jingtian didn't want to leave alive.

At this moment, it is much easier.

Feeling that Jian Wuchen walked in front of him without any movement.

Tang Jingtian slowly opened his eyes.

"Why, haven't you started yet?"

"what are you waiting for?"

"Or say now that you have fear in your heart."

Tang Jingtian, who had given up completely, let go of it completely.

There was a sneering look at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Jian Wuchen in front of him calmly.

It was as if he himself was in control of the universe at this moment.

Seeing Tang Jingtian's expression at this moment, everyone present couldn't help but admire.

Their cultivation base may be stronger than Tang Jingtian, but they know that they are not as good as Tang Jingtian.

Nor is he qualified to compare with Tang Jingtian.

Some of them naturally knew who the son Tang Jingtian was talking about.

But they couldn't do what Tang Jingtian did.

"For someone like you, what's the point of killing you?"

"Don't you admire the son in your mouth very much? The son in your mouth is an invincible existence in your heart, an omnipotent existence. Since this is the case, then today I will break the illusion in your heart and cut off the one in your heart. god."

"The son in your mouth is the belief in your heart, and it is also the god in your heart. Only beheading the god in your heart is the real punishment for someone like you."

"Since he is omnipotent in your mouth, then I want to see what means he has to compete with me."

At the moment when Jian Wuchen's voice fell, his hands stretched out like lightning.

Incomparably weird magic formulas and runes fell into Tang Jingtian's body instantly.

At this moment, countless phantoms appeared again.

They have seen this method just now, but they are somewhat different.

The next moment, I saw something like an ice pick, instantly piercing Tang Jingtian's body.

Those bloodline phantoms around Tang Jingtian also disappeared in an instant.

The drop of blood in front of Tang Jingtian also entered Tang Jingtian's body again.

That kind of pain can only be explained by Tang Jingtian himself.

But from start to finish.

Tang Jingtian's body trembled slightly, but there was no sign of pain on his face.

This seems to be a silent mockery of Jian Wuchen.

Soon, however, Jian Wuchen stopped with both hands and turned to leave.

The pain in Tang Jingtian's body disappeared instantly.

"You won't kill me?"

At this moment, Tang Jingtian stared at Jian Wuchen with a puzzled look on his face.

Tang Jingtian also realized that this matter is definitely not that simple, and Jian Wuchen definitely has another purpose for not killing himself.

"Humph."

"Isn't it easy to kill you?"

"I want to kill the god in your heart."

"To kill the god in your heart is not to kill the son in your mouth, but I want you to know that I am the omnipotent god, the god you want to believe in, and I am your faith."

"And even if you people are willing to be my servants, but they are too weak, since the son in your mouth has some strength, I will naturally subdue him."

"I also want to see how capable he is."

"How can someone like me be here for so long?"

"If he has some ability, then I can let him manage the world, but whether he can become my spokesperson, we need to see what means he has."

"I cast a secret technique on you just now."

"You have a week, within a week, I hope you can find the son in your mouth. If he really has some means, he may be able to save your life, otherwise, not only will you die, but all your blood will also be Instantly killed."

"That's my test for him."

"Whether you can survive depends on the belief in your heart, but don't hold out too much hope, after all, no one can solve my secret technique. The reason why I say test his ability is not that he can save you, but that he can save you. Say how long he can stop it, so that this secret technique does not erupt immediately."

"get out."

With a wave of Jian Wuchen's sleeves, a terrifying force instantly fell on Tang Jingtian's body, directly knocking Tang Jingtian into the air.

At this moment, Tang Jingtian spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously being hit hard.

The scene in front of them made everyone's body shiver, and their souls trembled uncontrollably.

Jian Wuchen's methods are really too ruthless.

This is about killing people.

Although they knew that Li Yixi's methods were extremely terrifying, everyone was very uneasy for a while. After all, this Jian Wuchen came from the Holy Land of Chaos, and he was also the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Chaos.

The means are naturally not comparable to ordinary chaotic powerhouses.

At this moment, they were extremely tormented in their hearts.

Thick fear enveloped everyone.

"What, what should I do?"

At this moment, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes showed despair.

Now they don't dare to gamble at all.

But once he sacrificed his soul blood, his life and death would be between Jian Wuchen's thoughts.

But now there is no room for struggle, because now they are no different from the ants compared to Jian Wuchen.

"Donate your soul blood."

"Otherwise, the person just now is your role model, and I have no time to waste with you ants."

"You have to know that being my slave is the honor of your whole life."

"Follow me, if you make some contributions, I can help you step into the level of detachment, which is a level that you will never be able to touch in your lifetime."

"And following the deity's side, you will become more noble."

"The realm of detachment is a supreme existence in your eyes, but I tell you, in this chaos, detachment is not as strong as you think."

The incomparably cold eyes swept across the faces of everyone, and Jian Wuchen's face showed sarcasm.

None of the people present dared to speak, and at this moment, they could only hurriedly sacrifice their soul blood.

Now I just hope that Li Yixi can find a way to resolve this crisis.

Jian Wuchen put away all the soul blood with a sneer on his face.

Jian Wuchen seems to be domineering and unparalleled, but the injury in his body is not light.

He is in urgent need of healing now.

After controlling the life and death of these people, Jian Wuchen's incomparably cold voice sounded.

"This seat is injured, and now it needs healing. Give all your treasures."

Hearing Jian Wuchen's words, everyone's face was ugly.

"I don't want to say it a second time. When I say it a second time, you are dead."

"Remember, you are my slaves, and what is yours is mine, not yours."

An incomparably terrifying aura enveloped everyone at this moment, causing everyone's body to tremble violently, and a look of horror appeared in their eyes.

The crowd had no doubts.

They had already seen Jian Wuchen's cold blood.

One by one can only hurriedly offer their treasures.