Chapter 109： Massacre begins

This kind of battle is that a hill can be razed to the ground, and Jiang Tian is just a child.

The warriors were not to be outdone.

The top of the realm is all condensed into soldiers, hurting people in the air, and Dao Qi is instantly condensed to grow weapons such as spears, mad knives, iron fists, steel whip, etc., split the air, bring out a roar of roar, and killed Jiang Tian. past.

The one who turned into the realm of the realm was a qi lord. For a time, various weapons such as long swords, short swords, meteor darts, and sleeve arrows caused terrible sound explosions. They flew up and down, and the curves were refracted. Behind and above the sky, presenting the momentum of the Tianluodi net, frantically shot at Jiang Tianbiao and killed the past.

This kind of indiscriminate firepower coverage, regardless of what you play, is slow to say that the inner strength or the realm, even the divine realm can't escape.

Terrible attack covering a large area.

Not only Jiang Tian, ​​but even Shen Mange at the foot of Jiang Tian, ​​and even Mai Shilong, Han Yan'er, and Lu Bo were wrapped.

Weapons and anger came, Han Yaner and Mai Shilong were terrified and trembled to the ground with pale faces. They said that this was a fight between gods, and how could they survive?

"Master!"

"The elders are sympathetic, Sister Mange is still in their hands!" Many disciples exclaimed with tears.

"Huh! Jiang Tian, ​​even if you are the master of the top of the realm, you can't resist the siege of my masters of Shennong School! You can just cross the corpse on the spot and blood splash five steps!"

Yinyue sneered, and her wide robes and large sleeves swelled up against the wind, and she must fly like a fairy.

He did not forget to take a look at Shen Mange, Han Yan'er and others, and secretly said, ‘You can only be dead, but in order to get rid of Jiang Taichu, your sacrifice is also worth it! ’

This is the rule of the Shennong School, and the lintel should not be insulted, even if it hurts itself by 800, it will hurt the enemy by a thousand.

Since Jiang Tian dared to resist and provoke the Shennong faction, then the real person in Yinyue will kill it, even Shen Mange.

"Okay! Decisive and clear, without losing the grace of the gate!"

Jiang Tian sighed with admiration, then looked calm, then stomped and said, "But can this hurt me again?"

"what is this!"

Suddenly, Yinyue's real person's eyes suddenly opened round, looking at the shocking scene in the field inconceivably.

I saw that as Jiang Tian stepped on his feet, a golden mask, ten meters in radius, suddenly appeared like a dome, covering Jiang Tian and everyone.

On the golden mask, there were a lot of golden runes floating up and down.

The runes are like gold casting, if there is substance, they are extremely condensed, they keep spinning, and they bloom a bright golden light.

Under the shining light, it was the pale faces of Mai Shilong and Han Yaner, and the eyes of despair and fear.

Any technique and breath attack, once it encounters the golden mask, it immediately becomes invisible. The golden mask has no ripples at all. I don't know how tough it is, and everyone is shocked.

Jiang Tian's second-level training is now complete, which is comparable to the old-fashioned master of the realm. His magical powers are turned on, his hands are lined up, and the idea is complete.

The protective mask released by Jiang Tian is a method of self-cultivation, which is by no means comparable to martial arts.

Even if dozens of magical methods and magic weapon bombarded on it, they are safe and sound like a rock.

"He can spell!"

"Double Martial Arts!"

"How is it possible that the condensed body mask can block dozens of mana attacks!"

The people of the Shennong School screamed like cats on their tails, almost jumping up in shock.

"It turned out to be the double martial arts!"

Yinyue's real eyes almost stared out, exclaiming in disbelief.

Today's Huaxia, regardless of the technique or martial art, is an extremely mysterious existence.

Cultivation is like sailing against the water. It takes a lot of effort and energy, which can be described as difficult!

If a person can cultivate one of them, even if it is rare, it is enough to look down on the world, and the Shuang Xiu of the martial arts is just a legendary existence.

Jiang Tian raised his hand.

boom!

The golden mask inflated like a blown balloon, and eventually burst.

Suddenly, the power of Tao Dao shook back in the past, and the air was scattered like torrents, all kinds of weapons burst out.

"Damn!"

"puff!"

Immediately, there were three masters who were bitten by mana and spit blood, and two warriors with peak strength were penetrated by swords, and a large number of masters were lifted up and down from the hall.

"Defense!"

Yinyue sang a loud voice, and in the horrified pupil, a figure grew larger and bigger, and it was Jiang Tian who rose into the air and flew over.

"Arrogant, let's die!"

Seeing Jiang Tian's killing, Tibetan Ao Nian yelled, kicked his feet on the ground, a large piece of the roof shattered, and a large cave appeared.

"Tiger Fist!"

With surging anti-seismic power, Zang Ao-nian rushed to Jiang Tianhu, and the man had already hit three punches in the air.

Boom boom!

Although the three basin-sized fists are condensed with breath, Shen Ning is extremely incomparable and pulls out white air marks from the road. The thunder generally hits them with one punch, and even the steel plate can collapse.

As soon as Jiang Tian's heart moved, people were flying in the air, and a real Yuan Daoman swept across all directions.

Boom!

The fist of furious Qi, which could not be penetrated by bullets, was slashed in the sword, and did not persist for a second, like a clay sculpture that collapsed.

boom!

Zang Ao-nian's body was smashed from the middle by the sword and split into two halves. The blood surged and fell to the ground.

The audience was shocked.

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He used to be the head of an ancient martial arts family in the northwest. He was wounded in the battle between the rivers and lakes decades ago and nearly died. It was Zuozi Mu Shizhang's anti-sky medicine and elixir to save him.

Zang Aonian admired Gu's life-saving kindness and stayed here. Otherwise, how could such a heroic figure who overwhelmed his side bow his head to be a martial art elder?

But at this moment, Zang Ao-nian was killed by Jiang Tian in one fell swoop. How could the people present not be surprised?

"It's terrible! What is the strength of this man! Is it that the gods are impossible?"

Seeing Jiang Tian raise his hand to kill Zang Ao-nian, many disciples of the Shennong School were scared with their legs shaking for a while, and they dared not come forward, speaking in a crying voice.

Zang Ao's masters of Dacheng's transformation were all killed by Jiang Tian with a wave of his hand, let alone other martial arts.

"This puppet attack is strong, you can't carry it hard."

Yinyue was frightened and gave a yelling: "The warrior only defends and does not attack! Masters of Falun Dafa start long-range attacks!"

Before reaching the realm of Taoism, the physical body of the master of the spell is very weak.

The warrior attacks again, just to die in vain, and it will reveal loopholes, and let Jiang Tian kill melon masters like chopping melon and cutting vegetables.

Therefore, the warrior acts as a defensive meat shield and masters of long-range attacks!

Suddenly, all warriors stood in front and protected all the relatively weak physical masters.

At the same time, the masters of the arts use different methods to urge mana.

With the order of Yinyue, a second wave of attacks came.

"A thousand miles are frozen, and all arrows are released!" Yinyue real man's sleeve robe slammed, and his fingers drew out, waving again and again.

Suddenly, the temperature plummeted, as if entering a few cold days, a slice of crystal snowflakes fell and the ground froze.

At the same time, the ice arrows and cones condensed by mana were crystal clear and cold, and they passed through Jiang Tiandong.

"Vajra bowl! Shock me!"

An enshrined monk enshrined and gave a loud drink, offering a bowl made of purple gold to Jiang Tianzhen.

King Kong's pot is endless, crushing a void, emitting colorful Buddha light, smashing towards Jiang Tian.

"Fire Dragon Ebara, burn me!"

A Taoist priest of Tong Xuan Xiaocheng, holding a peach sword, stirred up a piece of yellow rune and hit Jiang Tian.

boom!

The moment Fu Fu burned, a fire dragon with a length of more than three feet was sprayed out like a high-temperature flame shotgun. A strange bend in the air tangled toward Jiang Tian.

In this regard, Jiang Tian is not afraid, standing proudly in the void, stepping on the sky one step closer to the crowd like a flat ground.

"Alas, the ants are average, but you have to hit the stones with eggs!" Jiang Tian waved and swept out.

Huh!

Silver Moon's several ice cones and ice arrows suddenly collapsed like dead wood.

Yinyue real man was backwashed by mana, blood was sprayed from his mouth, and he fell to the ground and was seriously injured.

laugh!

Jiang Tian raised his hand a little, condensed into a gun, and stabbed on the vajra.

Huh!

After King Kong's bowl was directly pierced, the real strength of the rifle remained unabated, and the monk's enshrinement pierced the heart.

"Xianwu eighteen style, hug in the void!"

When the fire dragon strikes, Jiang Tian's hands are like holding the sun and the moon together, and the dark holes between the palms of his fingers are endlessly deep. All the big fire dragons will be swallowed up instantly.

"How to control fire!"

The crowd was taken aback and couldn't believe it.

The next moment, Jiang Tian pushed flat with both hands, and a blazing fireball appeared in both palms. The light was so bright that everything in the surroundings was completely clear, like a round of sun rising from nothing.

"He, is he a fairy?" Han Yan'er was shaking, her face unbelievable.

At this time, Jiang Tian stood in the volley and controlled the fireball.

"If I do anything to him in the mountains, I'm probably dead!"

Mai Shilong's face was pale, sweating like rain, and his body shivered in fear.

"Too strong! I never imagined that he was a master of skill and skill!" Lu Bo fell to the ground and worshiped.

After the fireball was pushed out by Jiang Tian, ​​it burst into a sudden burst. The magician Taoist priest and more than ten elders worshipped and the Dan division was blown up and crushed.

Even if he was not killed on the spot, he was covered with flames, screaming a few times and dying.

"It's too strong, terrible!"

"My slaughter has just begun, are you afraid?"

Jiang Tian killed him vividly, swooped down, rushed to the top of the hall, and swiped, a sword about two feet long swept across. Suddenly, seven or eight disciples died.

"Run away!"

Dozens of protectors and offerings were horrified, leaping up and down like grasshoppers, and hurried to meteors everywhere.

"Hum! Did you dare to fight? Where did you go when you planned to ambush me?" Jiang Tian Leng hummed and chased after him.

One palm shot, a three-meter-high rockery collapsed, and the three inner strengths hidden in it turned into flesh rain, and the limbs flew across.

boom!

Jiang Tian jumped up, flying like a dragon out to sea, and flew more than ten meters. When he fell, he slammed the two masters into a mud.

call!

Jiang Tian threw Fu Yu into a fire dragon, and burst out in anger. He burned a piece of temple into black coal. The hidden disciple died without a scream.