Chapter 826： Old beggar

Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh!

Silent forefoot just left soon.

The Jiang family martial artist dressed in night-walking costumes and wrapped in a blue silk face towel, a group of ten people, flew down like Wutiehan stars, and instantly surrounded Jiang Tianzuo, who was sitting alone in the air and closed his eyes and constricted.

"Old man! Have you ever seen a man in a purple robe pass by here?"

The first young warrior with a sharp waist hanging on the blade, eight feet long, and a breath of abundance like a red sun, took the lead to step out, and asked Jiang Tianzuo unceremoniously:

"Answer truthfully, Xiaoye has a reward!"

Regarding this, Jiang Tianzuo didn't even raise his eyelids. The juniors below the quasi-emperor of the Jiang family dared to call him the old man, professing himself Xiaoye, and Jiang Tianzuo suddenly felt disdainful and contemptuous:

This little guy, I'm afraid I don't know how to write dead words?

However, the young warrior obviously did not recognize Jiang Tianzuo. After all, Jiang Tianzuo was sealed a hundred years ago. Although the younger generation of the Jiang family knows his name, they have never seen his true face.

At this moment, in the eyes of all the warriors present, isn't Jiang Tianzuo just a bad old man half-legged?

Zheng!

There was a sudden flash of cold light in the air, three feet of cold iron was unsheathed from his waist, and the sharp point pointed at Jiang Tianzuo's eyebrows. The young warrior's tone was extremely bad:

"I want to ask you something! He is deaf or dumb? The old beggar doesn't know how to praise!"

It's no wonder that Jiang Tianzuo is called an old beggar. It's really because Jiang Tianzuo's shabby purple robe is ragged, and he has the appearance of a starving ghost with yellow and thin faces, which looks like a beggar from both sides.

"What happened! Did the purple robe man catch it?"

Afterwards, an old man in Xuanyi fell into the field, and his vigorous aura seemed to be solidified.

Although his face was old, his eyes flickered coldly, as if he was a triple heavenly quasi-emperor.

As soon as he came over, the Jiang family warriors in the surrounding field automatically gave way.

"Old Xuan, nothing!"

The sword pointed to Jiang Tianzuo's young warrior, and looked back at the old man in Xuanyi, his tone was frivolous, showing the arrogance of Jiang's children:

"Here is an old beggar with no nose and eyes! No man in purple robe."

"Oh, really?"

After all, it was a powerful person in the quasi-emperor realm. As soon as he approached Jiang Tianzuo, the old man in Xuanyi keenly sensed that the surrounding air was a little bit cold, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Taking it one step further, a touch of coldness pierced his back like a silver needle, squeezing into the spinal cord, as if entering into a wolf's lair.

"This is...Fourth Heaven Zhundi?"

The old man in Xuanyi blinked at Jiang Tianzuo, who was sitting in the air, and saw him in a gray robe and ragged, like a corpse sitting dead.

But as the sleeves of the robe swelled gently, there was a faint ancient curse pattern overflowing. The most curious thing was that the scenery behind Jiang Tianzuo was very vague, as if behind him was not a ten thousand heavy mountain range, but a dark space on his back.

That is a kind of gloom that can devour the soul!

Rao is the elder Xuanyi's triple heaven quasi-emperor cultivation base, and he cannot see the mystery.

"More than that! It may be the fifth heaven!"

Suddenly, the old man in Xuanyi was also uncertain about Jiang Tianzuo's cultivation level, but it was visible above him.

And that young warrior, although talented, was already close to the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

But after all, he hasn’t stepped into the quasi-emperor realm, and he can’t see through these things. In his eyes, Jiang Tianzuo has no curse patterns around his body, and there is no dark space. He just feels that the surrounding air is a little bit colder, but he is completely I never thought, what would this have to do with the old beggar Jiang Tianzuo.

As everyone knows, if Jiang Tianzuo wants to take the life of this young warrior in the law realm at this time, it is just a moment of effort.

Not even a snap.

call!

A sudden strong and cold wind sounded suddenly.

A column of cloudy wind and ghost mist sprayed from the cracks like an oolong!

"not good!"

The old man Xuanyi screamed, and was waiting to take the action to pull the Jiang family warrior back from Jiang Tianzuo, but after all, it was a step too late.

"what's the situation?!"

The young martial artist who realized afterwards was already shrouded in ghost mist. He only felt that when his eyes were dark, he would fall into **** forever, as if someone had pinched the sun above him.

Under the incomparably shocked gaze of the Jiang family warriors, the flesh and blood of this young warrior dissipated every inch of the black mist, and soon there was only a pile of bones left.

And his remnant soul was stranded in an eternal gloom.

The black mist dissipated, and the blood mist filled, shocking.

"Idiot! Do you have no brains when you go out? Don't think about it, can the beggar who can enter the real dragon secret realm be a normal beggar?"

A brawny man in white shirt with red beard and beard appeared in the court at some point.

He held two axes in his hand, flew into the temple with dignified eyebrows, and raised his hands like a fierce red hair. The silver axe in his hand is like a lion's horrifying beast teeth.

He reprimanded a group of younger generations, then turned his brows and anger, and stared at Jiang Tianzuo, who was still innocent, closed his eyes and grabbed his mind after the murder.

"Bigger! What kind of ability to bully the juniors of my family! No matter what you come from, first eat Grandpa's axe before talking!"

With a loud voice, he suddenly exuded the turbulent power of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, like the roar of a Hedong lion, enough to tear the eardrums of all Jiang family warriors in the ring.

"avoid!"

A group of warriors have already reacted at this time, this old beggar is not something they can deal with, they are all very consciously retreating to a few tens of meters away, so as not to be affected.

A quasi-emperor level contest is about to break out!

Regardless of who loses and who wins, the aftermath of this battle is not something the younger generations of their families can bear.

"chop!!!"

As the shadow of the axe arrives, the mountain collapses, the axe blade crushes the air, and the super-strong airflow brought by it condenses into a vast cold brilliance, like a polar ice river, directly freezing and withering the Qihuayao grass on the ground.

It was also at this time that the ghostly mist of the yin wind rose again, and the brawny man in white shirt plunged into the black mist, sinking like a stone into the sea, and disappeared.

"Go together!"

This is not a competition. Naturally, there will be no fairness or unfairness. As for the situation of one-to-one singles, it is basically impossible.

Although the previous Jiang family martial artist was young, his cultivation was close to the quasi-emperor realm. He was not usually young, but Jiang Tianzuo did not even lift his hand, so he killed him easily and in the black mist.

It can be seen that the black mist released by Jiang Tianzuo is by no means easy!

Although not afraid, but in order to ensure that there is nothing wrong, the old man Xuanyi gave an order, and the four or five figures who followed him all joined the circle of besieging Jiang Tianzuo, of course, including the old man Xuanyi himself.

These four or five figures are all above the Quasi-Emperor Realm!

In addition to the previous brawny man in white shirt, there are a total of six or seven quasi emperors. According to common sense, Jiang Tianzuo's five-fold heaven quasi emperor's cultivation is slightly better than any of them, but the seven are surrounded by Attack them, cooperate with each other, and multiply their power.

If head-to-head, Jiang Tianzuo may not be sure to win!

At least, these seven people thought so in their hearts at this moment.

But it is a pity that their wishes are destined to fall to nothing. How can Jiang Tianzuo say "Ghost King" with common sense?

"Old stuff, you kill my Jiang family! I'll wait for you to pay for one life, one blood for one blood!"

"He has no respect, he should be killed!"

"Old man, in front of us, you are worthy of claiming to be respectful?"

If they knew that the "old beggar" in front of them was Jiang Tianzuo, the infamous "ghost king" of their Jiang family, they wouldn't be so stupid to shout in front of him.

When Jiang Tianzuo heard the words, he only found it extremely ridiculous. The hoarse and low voice reverberated in the ghost fog, like the sound of a magical outside the territory, shaking the seven souls:

"I'm worthy, I'll know if I try!"

"Hehe, under the encirclement of the seven of us, all powerful enemies are chickens and dogs! Old bargainer, you are so hard to speak alone, it is too big!"

The brawny man in white shirt with beard yelled angrily, a cold axe light burst out, tearing a hole in the billowing black mist.

"Tell the whereabouts of the man in the purple robe, and we will keep your whole body!"

The old man Xuan Yi also said so, with a threat.

"In my eyes, you are not even as good as a chicken, threatening me Jiang Tianzuo, you are living enough!!"

As soon as Jiang Tianzuo said this, it was like a ghostly ghost entangled his throat, and cold water from the yellow spring poured in his heart.

The breath of the seven quasi emperors suddenly stagnated.

what?

"You are Jiang Tianzuo!!!"

An indescribable frenzy surged in the hearts of the seven, and in various tones, Qi Qi roared out this name that was considered taboo by the Jiang family for a hundred years.

"Impossible! The evildoer Jiang Tianzuo was sealed by the elder Jiang Henian of the Diantian Temple a hundred years ago. How could he appear in the real dragon secret realm?"

In the mist, a voice of doubt came out.

In the chaos, it is no longer clear who said it:

"You must be a fake Jiang Tianzuo! Delusion to bluff us!"

Jiang Tianzuo was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, and screamed coldly:

"Big Kill Game!"

In an instant, the earth fell, and the ground interlaced, like an abyss, like a ghost!

Taking the ground as the game, taking the sky as the killing, the game of big slaughter is unfolding, molten lava flies, the veins of the ground are cracked, and the seven quasi-emperors suddenly look like seven isolated chess pieces on a huge chessboard.

"A real big kill game! He is really Jiang Tianzuo!"

This face slap came too quickly.

But these seven people still feel unbelievable, like living in a dream.

"The Art of Defending Ghosts!!"

Even the "Ghost King" fame and stunts such as the art of defending ghosts and the big killing game have been displayed. Who is he not Jiang Tianzuo?

There may be many people with the same name as Jiang Tianzuo, but Jiang Tianzuo, the "ghost king" who is good at demonstrating the art, is only one who can be replaced by a fake.

In an instant, ten red-edged and black-bottomed spirit banners lined up, and the gloomy ghost mist instantly enveloped the spot.

The situation in the field has undergone an earth-shaking change. The seven quasi emperors who besieged Jiang Tianzuo were actually surrounded by Jiang Tianzuo who was sitting firmly on the mountain!

For a time, flying sand and rocks in the field, the sky is dim.

Outside the battle circle, with only the naked eye, it is completely impossible to see what is happening inside.

I can only hear the sound of violent fighting, and it is endless!

A group of Jiang family warriors, Shang Zi's wishful thinking, the quasi-emperor predecessors of the seven tribes, will surely be able to beat the old thing to the ground.