Chapter 279

The master of Xiaojian looked at the field and his hands were shaking. All of them were demigods. He even wanted to subdue Ji Jia with his own strength. It was ridiculous and ignorant. However, several demigods joined hands in front of Jiang Xiu as if they were local chickens and dogs.

"God, really God..."

Mu Jianping on the edge widened his eyes. After the Tianmen war, many people said that jiangluoxia was a God. However, the God was a legendary existence, which the world had never seen. Therefore, there were many disputes. But now he witnessed Jiang Xiu flying in the sky, one person town and one family. Such strength is not God.

According to legend, flying in the air is the symbol of God, which can be said to be accurate, but it can also be said that it is not accurate, but more accurate is that the divine power has the ability to transform his body into matter, such as smog. Once a person becomes smoky and becomes so light in the air, isn't it a natural result.

Of course, this can be done, but the problem is that a person has to spend a lot of magic power to smoke. In addition, he has to use up his magic power to fly. The huge consumption will make him exhaust his power in a moment. Therefore, he can only do this when necessary against the enemy. It is far from long-term flight.

The Yang God is no better than the Yin God. After the Yin God becomes the God, he takes off the body and basically exists in the way of flying in the air. When the Yang God is subordinate to the God, it is difficult to really fly in the air.

This is the main reason for Jiang Xiu's traction.

This is also the strength of Jiang Xiu!

The spirit of the sword is melted into the spirit, and the Dharma of heaven and earth is introduced by the supreme Dao. The Dao Qi can be cut off as far as the meaning of the sword can reach. At this moment, an inch of awn flashed, and the broadsword awn is the Dao Qi.

Boom, boom, boom

The surrounding air exploded, the bricks on the ground were lifted off, the blue stone pillars carving Panglong were cut off, and the tiles on them exploded. The inch awns went away all the way, and the places they passed were destroyed. Their power was comparable to that of large-scale thermal bombing, which was shocking in the world.

And Ji's children were strangled by knife Qi, and their limbs were all over the sky and their flesh and blood were flying.

Slaughter!

No, it's a punishment!

"This Is it still human? " All the people who witnessed this scene were stunned and speechless. They were shocked to the extent that they could not help but see that the four or five hundred meter long remains were cut in half by an ancient god holding a magic knife.

The broken tiles on the palace still fall from time to time, and a long groove has been ploughed out on the ground

"My God!"

Lin Mi covered his mouth, his eyes almost fell out, his legs softened, and finally he felt a powerless devastation. Sheng's soft sat on the ground.

This is like a Heavenly Sword, which cuts into the heart of the Ji family and completely destroys their vitality.

"Good..."

People from the four families in North China were shocked and surprised.

Ji Shi killed so many of them, and finally suffered a more cruel massacre. It's so happy to think of their own people who killed them. It's so happy to end up like this.

You Ji Shi also have today!

The Ji family became the pungent smell of blood.

"Kill the family with one knife!"

Jiang Xiu has already rushed past from the hall, across the hall, and saw a fire stand at the far end, burning with fire. Before, he could hear Xie Ting's scream in his mind. But now, there is no sound at all. He has a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

It's not going to happen?

As Jiang xiuchong came, he brought a cold smoke. When he blew through the fire, all the flames were extinguished. His sight fell into the fire rack, where there was a burnt body.

"Thank you "Ting..."

The eyes are still dark, dark.

"It's my Jiangxiu who has been entrusted with the burden!"

In Jiang Xiu's mind, she recalled the scenes in the ancient desert city. In the water, she pulled Xie Ting ashore, and he contributed to the situation.

He knew that this was not revenge. If it was revenge, Xie Ting would die in Xie's family, and Xie Sanxian would also die. Xie Ting's death must have something to do with the arrival of the saint.

"You see..."

On hearing this, Jiang Xiu looked up, but he saw that the sky had been bright for some time. Among the clouds, there was a huge portrait of human face.

"Like, it's a woman's face!"

"Is it a goddess?"

The huge face formed by the cloud became more and more clear and real, holding a royal hair ornament. The face was exquisite and holy, and it was very similar to the dead Xie Ting.

Jiang Xiu seemed to feel that she was looking at himself, and even gave her a touching smile. This smile made Jiang Xiu feel much better. He could not help but stretch out his hand to her.

Dead, not dead? Or the spirit can escape. Since she is the saint, Jiang Xiu thinks she should have such power, but this is not like the power of the spirit, but more like a remnant.

"What can I do for you?"Jiang Xiu's voice spread far away.

The smile of the cloud image in the sky gradually converged. Jiang Xiu didn't hear the sound. Then he closed his eyes, but still couldn't hear it. When he opened it again, the cloud image seemed to lose its strength and gradually began to blur. Finally, only the outline of her face was left, and her smile disappeared.

Are you dead?

"Just a little late, just a little later..."

If it wasn't for jumping out of a few punks that delayed his time, or if it wasn't for the bullshit Zhuge Tao who blocked him in the farmhouse, he would have saved Xie Ting, yes!

Jiang Xiu's eyes burst out with anger, and suddenly turned to look at the little sword master.

"You, what do you want to do?"

The little sword master was frightened by Jiang Xiu's terrible eyes. He realized that his own people delayed Jiang Xiu's affairs, so that it was so late that the person he wanted to save was burned to death.

"Jiang Luoxia, you are very strong, yes, but my sword palace is not weak, I am the son of thinking without evil."

Jiang Xiu's eyes constantly burst out of killing opportunities.

"Didn't you come to kill me when you chased Shang Jijia all the way?"

Before that, the little sword master really wanted to kill Jiang Xiu, but now kill some wool. You're the son of a bitch. Do I think I'm too long to kill you?

"Misunderstanding..."

Jiang Xiu said, "misunderstanding? Just now, I killed some insects and tried to kill me. All the people present have seen me. You should know who I am... "

Xiaojian master: "jiangluo, you dare to move me a hair, even if my ancestors pay a big price, you will be broken to pieces."

"I can tell you frankly that my grandfather was a god long before World War II."

Jiang Xiu said, "you talk too much nonsense."

At this time, all the people who followed Xiaojian master trembled and looked at Jiang Xiu in horror. He slowly raised his right hand, which was covered with a vague knife shape, and made a sharp sound.

"Jiang Xiaxia, you really dare to attack me. Are you not afraid of my ancestor's revenge?"

The small building shuddered.

In response to him, it was a brilliant silver knife.

Tear!

The air seemed to have been cut open. Before the blade awned, the owner of the sword felt a strong air pressure almost bursting him, and the ground beside him was already sinking. At this moment, a golden light rushed out of his head and went straight to the sky. In the void, he stood with a negative hand. He slowly turned around and looked back, just like an ancient man The great God overlooks the mortal world, which is a pair of white dazzling eyes.

"Grandfather

The master of Xiaojian was so surprised that his followers would kneel down and worship him.

But Jiang Xiu whispered, "chop!"

"Wait a minute!"

Without stopping, the blade fell from the head and penetrated the body of the little sword master. When he fell down on the ground money, his eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe that Jiang Xiu dared to kill him in front of his ancestor.

"No!"

The old man of Xuying cried out in silence. The light and shadow of his body fluctuated violently and finally disappeared into the invisible. This is the body protecting mantra of Xiaojian master. Of course, Jiang Xiu cut off the body protecting mantra before he could kill him.

"Ah?"

Xiaojian's entourage is scared to death. Where dare you stay? Turn around and run away.

After being frightened, Yi's son, the patriarch of the four great masters in North China, knelt down and saluted in a hurry: "I'd like to see Mr. Jiang. Thank Mr. Jiang for eradicating the Ji clan for the four ethnic groups in North China, and returning the glory of North China."

"I wish to have grass for you!"

Jiang Xiu was defeated behind his back, and the underground of North China province was regarded as taking all of his subordinates.

Lin Mi's eyes are dull and his body is shaking slightly.

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