At the same time as this voice sounded, a scene appeared that made him dumbfounded but even more frightened!

On that round of "Fire Xuanyang", a human face pattern surprisingly appeared!

It seems that the eyes, nose, and mouth are all in place, and even the expression is very clear. He clearly looks like an arrogant old man, and he also looks like the arrogant aura of a senior!

"This...what the hell is this?"

The old man in blood robe asked himself about his cultivation and had a lot of experience, but when he saw the "fiery black sun" in front of him, he was still very surprised, and even felt a chill on his back.

With his profound experience spanning most of his life, he has never heard of such existence in the martial arts world!

This is obviously not a human warrior, nor does he have any aura of a demon clan, but he clearly exudes a coercion comparable to that of a half-step Xuantian realm strongman, and is also very intelligent, giving him the image of a senior master!

Isn’t this too much of an exaggeration?

The blood-robed old man was in a state of shock, feeling as if he was in a dream!

"Stop talking nonsense! Defeat this person first, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

At this critical moment, Jiang Tianke had no intention of talking nonsense to the other party. Even just one or two sentences might delay the fight and lead to regret.

Therefore, when he saw Holy Lord Huo Ling assuming a superior posture as usual, his face immediately darkened and he scolded him coldly!

"You kid..." Although Huoling Shengzun was a little embarrassed, he did not act immediately.

"Um?"

But what responded to him was a cold snort and a cold look from Jiang Tian!

"You...ahem, it doesn't matter, who asked me to ask for help from you?" Holy Lord Huo Ling shook his head and sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face.

The next moment, his eyelids rolled up, his whole body shook, and he looked at the bloody giant palm that was about to hit!

"Oh? A spiritual magic weapon...no, it's a residual treasure!"

The Fire Spirit Saint was slightly startled, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes!

However, his reaction was nothing more than that, and he showed a hint of sneer in the blink of an eye.

Hearing the voice of surprise from the Lord Fire Spirit, the old man in blood robe smiled ferociously, with a cold light shining in his eyes!

"Hmph! Even if you have some eyesight, no matter what you are, this palm is enough to severely injure you or even annihilate you!"

The old man in blood robe looked at the "Fire Xuanyang", shook his head and scolded, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"What did you say?" Holy Lord Huo Ling was already angry, but he couldn't vent to Jiang Tian. When he heard this, he was immediately angered!

"You little bastard grandson, how dare you be so disrespectful to me? How dare you be so arrogant? Even if your ancestors stood in front of me, I'm afraid they wouldn't have the guts!"

The Fire Spirit Saint swore angrily, his eyes were filled with fire, and he emitted a scorching breath. However, this scorching breath contained some astonishing chill, which made even the old man in blood robes tremble!

But when he heard the other party's unbearable words, he became furious instantly!

"Fuck you! Who do you think you are? How dare you insult this elder like this and kidnap my ancestors? Go to hell!"

The old man in blood robe was furious, raised his right hand and waved it down hard.

Boom...boom!

Accompanied by a violent loud noise, the blood cloud giant palm and the pressure covering the ground seemed to merge into one. The power surged and the momentum of its descent accelerated again, and it was about to engulf the Fire Spirit Saint and Jiang Tian in one fell swoop!

"Holy Fire Spirit!!"

Jiang Tian roared furiously, his eyes gleaming with cold light, obviously his endurance had reached its limit!

"Hmph! You are the first person who dares to be so disrespectful to me since I came out of seclusion. This shows you how powerful I am!"

The fire in the eyes of the Fire Spirit Holy Lord surged, his whole body trembled, and he suddenly disappeared from where he was!

Boom!

The next moment, with a terrifying roar, the giant blood cloud palm that was about to crash down suddenly stopped in mid-air and was unable to fall!

"Hiss! This...how is this possible?"

The blood-robed old man's face darkened, and his heart was in a state of shock!

This blood palm has been brewing until this moment, and its power is not only as simple as a full-strength strike of the spiritual-level remnant treasure, but also a powerful power bonus accumulated from continuous pressure.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this palm hits the real target, the final attack will exceed the power of this spiritual-level remnant treasure, reaching 20% ​​of the effect of the complete Blood Cloud Claw!

But such a terrifying blow was unexpectedly held up in mid-air by a strange "fiery Xuanyang"!

Isn't this too exaggerated?

Boom!

As terrifying explosions continued to be heard in the void, the blood-robed old man's mind was also roaring, and his eyes were filled with shock and incredible light.

"Impossible! Even a half-step Xuantian realm warrior who is on par with me can't withstand a full blow from the Blood Cloud Claw when the offensive is complete. What on earth are you...?"

The old man in blood robe shouted in shock, his mind was racing with thoughts, and his face became extremely ugly!

The situation has become very obvious. If he cannot solve this weird "Fire Xuanyang", he will not be able to take down Jiang Tian at all.

But after seeing the opponent's methods, he really didn't have much confidence anymore!

"Little bastard, grandson, do you think this is over? I haven't really used my methods yet!"

Rumble, rumble!

Accompanied by a deep cold shout, the huge palm of the blood cloud that was held up in the air suddenly started to tremble. The next moment, under the horrified gaze of the old man in blood robe, he was suddenly lifted up and rushed forward.

!

"Damn! This is impossible!"

The face of the old man in blood-robed changed greatly, and he let out a horrified exclamation, and there was already a turbulent wave in his mind!

Since Jiang Tian had such means, why didn't he use them in the first place?

Is he trying to trick the monkey by doing this?

What is the origin of this kid...?

Disciple of Cangyun Sect?

The pinnacle of martial arts among the younger generation of Canglan Kingdom?

No!

wrong!

If his identity was just like this, it would be impossible for him to have such weird means.

After all, just this round of "Fire Xuanyang" made it difficult for him, a strong man in the half-step Xuantian realm, to catch it.

There is no doubt that this kid has another origin!

"Who...are you?"

The blood-robed old man suppressed the shock in his heart and looked at Jiang Tian with cold eyes.

If the other party is really a descendant of a super family in a large empire, or a genius disciple of some super sect, let alone him, even the Holy Blood Palace or even the Xuansheng Organization may not be able to offend him.

Such a young genius may not be that great in himself, but when it comes to the super family or sect power behind him, he has to be cautious.

Although the Xuansheng organization is powerful and has a deep foundation, that is only relative.
Chapter completed!