Chapter 372: Piercing the Clouds with One Foot, Breaking Down the Sky
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Suddenly, hundreds of wind blades were sprinkled out like money, forming a golden light that shone brightly and dazzling wind blade dragon, sweeping towards Ying Gou like a hurricane.
"Bareedy Spear!"
A blood-colored spear condensed in Ying Geng's hand and stabbed the Dragon of the Wind Blade.
The spear is sharp and the blood is surging, piercing through the void, rubbing violently with the air, and it actually burns flames that soar into the sky.
Wherever the spear passes, the house collapses, rocks fly across the sky, and deep ravines cracked on the ground, like ruins after an earthquake.
"The Corpse King wins the hook so terrible!"
"After all, it has hundreds of years of life, absorbs many powerful bloodlines, and now it has absorbed the essence and blood of dozens of experts from the Tanjun lineage!"
Everyone watching the battle in the distance was stunned, lost intent and frightened.
Boom! With a loud bang, the wind blade collided like a dragon and a blood-colored spear, like a big explosion, and a wave of air rushed from all directions.
The air waves rolled, the temples collapsed, the towering trees surrounded by the two broke their waists, and the grinding stones, like being thrown away by a stone cart, flew a hundred meters away and landed on the ground with a bang.
It’s okay for masters like Ampe Qingkong and Miyamoto Taketaku. They have Yin-Yang Techniques and skilled skills to protect the law, so there is no big deal.
But many powerful men in the Shankou group were in trouble. Some were shocked and bleeded and could not get up. Some were cut by many wind blades and wreckage, and their bodies turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
"Yuan Ning, be careful!"
Seeing a rock hit, Chen Jiafu quickly pushed Yuan Ning aside and protected her with his body.
Bang!
Yuan Ning's original location was smashed by a huge rock and the floor was broken.
"Thank you……"
Yuan Ning felt the warmth brought by Chen Jiafu for the first time and smiled gratefully.
Chen Jiafu just smiled honestly.
"This zombie king is really terrible. I wonder if Master Jiang can create a miracle this time!"
Li Jianxi was frightened and white sweat appeared on her face.
"Father, Master Jiang is like a divine dragon in the sky, and he will definitely do it!"
Li Jinzhu's tight pink fists tightened again, her face extremely firm, and she looked at Jiang Tian's figure with anticipation.
The fate of the Tanjun family and the fate of the Xingyue Li family are all tied to Jiang Tian.
If Jiang Tian fails, even if the Xingyue lineage is used to get rid of Li Zairong now, the other party can find a new agent again to seize control of the Xingyue Li family.
Only by eliminating Ying Gou and many Eastern masters, cutting off the roots and cutting off the firewood from the cauldron.
At this time, Jiang Tian and the Zombie King Ying Gou's battle had entered a state of intense heat.
Jiang Tian Dao Dharma, magic weapons and fairy martial arts come out together, wind blades, qi soldiers, fireballs, and thunders come out together, and Xiaohei Flying Sword flew under the mountain and pierced through the void. It was like a fortress, with thousands of cannons striking together, and he beat the hook to win.
Ying Gou also used his blood energy to condense a spear, huge fist, rock, chain, and crazy knife, and hit Jiang Tian with his blood.
Ying Gou is the king of zombies with a lifespan of hundreds of years. He is extremely powerful in history. He can be with the blood-sucking zombie king, the corpse qi zombie king, and the demon star zombie queen.
Over the past hundreds of years, he has killed many powerful people, including martial arts masters like the Transformation Realm Master. He has even escaped from the divine realm masters. His magic power and attack power are very strong.
But when he met a demon like Jiang Tian, he would be so pale in comparison, especially the little black flying sword, which is a magic weapon of the ancient heavenly court, and its power is far more powerful than ordinary magic weapons. Every time he was cut off, he would take away a tent of blood.
, making his qi and blood weaker.
Bang bang bang bang!
Explosions continued, rocks flew everywhere, and the earth shook. The two of them rushed from the back mountain to the front hall, like two hurricanes swept by.
All the buildings in the Tanjun Dao Palace were shattered.
The old trees with hundreds of years of history have turned into ashes, and rockery and gardens have turned into ruins and black soil.
As Jiang Tian’s Dao Technique and martial arts were continuously used, the blood and blood of the winning gobiao were suppressed by Jiang Tian.
In desperation, he grabbed a few disciples from the Tanjun lineage and smacked them up and ate them.
There was not enough people, so he grabbed a few more members of the Yamaguchi group and tourists to swallow and chew it alive, and his blood finally recovered a little.
"Jiang Taichu, if you have a genius, don't use your strange sword, don't use spells, fight me with your body!"
He chewed hard with his mouth, blood and minced meat splattered from the corners of his mouth, and roared angrily, like thunder, and it spread several miles away: "I can absorb all the blood of all the blood slaves of the Tanjun lineage at any time,
You can't kill me!"
"Really? Do you think you can stand my kick?"
Jiang Tian put away the little black flying sword and many Taoist magic, sneered, and suddenly, it rushed straight into the sky like an arrow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Is he running away?"
Someone looked up at the sky and looked for Jiang Tian's figure.
"Running so fast! Chinese people are good at running away!"
Taketao Miyamoto wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cursed in disappointment, feeling a little scared.
"I must be afraid of winning..."
An Pei Qingkong smiled, but the next moment, his face became solemn again, and he said in a deep voice: "But this son should not be underestimated. He practiced both martial arts and martial arts, and could see the truth of the divine realm. Maybe he would make a comeback. We must strengthen our security.
Pull one or two real Shikigamis over!"
"Jiang Taichu, he actually ran away! Damn I, a Chinese warrior!" Ying Gou waved his fists and roared angrily to the sky.
"Is Master Jiang defeated?" Li Jianxi's face pale, thinking to himself whether he should escape quickly.
Yuan Ning and Chen Jiafu were a little surprised at first, and then hurriedly said: "Let's go quickly! Jiang Tian might be injured. See if he can contact him to help him!"
But at this moment, this area is a radius of hundreds of meters, hundreds of meters, and miles...
The sound of snow falling disappeared, the sound of the whistling wind and the sound of the pine waves in the mountains disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, the screams of the injured, the crying of the relatives and friends of the dead tourists, the discussions, the scoldings, and even the roar of Ying Gou disappeared.
The originally noisy Tanjun Dao Palace has become extremely quiet, but in fact, this quietness is also a relative saying.
In fact, the reason why all these noisy sounds disappeared is that everyone can only hear one sound now.
It was the low sound of a heavy object breaking through the air at high speed. It sounded more like a huge stone, thrown down from the clouds by the gods, and was accelerating.
It was like a fighter breaking through the sound barrier and rubbing violently with the air, making a shrill roar.
A huge pressure fell from the sky!
Everyone couldn't stand up, and even knelt down and looked up to the sky with difficulty.
They had already thought they had defeated Jiang Tian and were in a state of great pain. Their eyes were already very happy, but at this moment they were suddenly occupied by deep fear and shock.
"That won't be...Master Jiang!"
Li Jianxi and Li Jinzhu were already desperate and sad, but at this moment they looked up at the sky with surprise and shock.
For a moment, everyone raised their heads and looked at the terrifying sound in the sky.
The dark clouds blocked the sun and poured heavy snow.
Just in the shadows under the clouds.
A small black dot fell from the sky like a meteor falling.
The small black dots became bigger and bigger, becoming the size of a fist, and then it was like a basketball, and it gradually became a figure.
The figure cut through the sky, carrying bloody flames on its body fell from hundreds of meters of the sky, as if it was jumping out of the clouds.
The terrifying speed vibrated the air around the body, burning snowflakes, and a semi-spherical mist filled with water.
I don’t know if it was because of the severe friction that caused the bleeding flames to splash.
This figure is like a meteorite hitting the earth.
It's like a Dongfeng ground-run missile that can shoot the earth through dozens of meters!
And below is where Ying Gou stands.
"You can't kill me!"
Ying Gou's blue face suddenly became extremely ferocious. He opened his bloody mouth, roared to the sky, and supported his hands, like a fire burning the sky.
"This... he didn't run away!"
Miyamoto Taketaku's face was shocked, and he felt that his violent aura was suppressed and his blood was squirting, and his body was shaking.
This is not the true energy of a warrior, nor the vitality of heaven and earth, but just pure air.
But under the powerful power of this rapid kick, the air became a weapon with powerful lethality.
A wave of air hit the ground, snow was flying, ice shattered, dust was flying, and basketball-sized stones were walking around the ground.
"Kowloon Body Protection Technique!"
Amid the old low shout, Anpei Qingkong's hands trembled violently, and the Onmyoji's mental power burst out, mobilizing the energy of heaven and earth around him to quickly gather.
Then he raised his head, and his frightened eyes passed through the flying snowflakes and saw a foot.
The foot was wearing a very ordinary hiking shoe, the soles were fresh and clean, with no dust, only a little snow, after all, there was snow on the road today.
The moment I saw this foot, an idea came to Ampe Qingkong's mind completely uncontrollably-
Death is coming.
When everyone saw Jiang Tian's figure clearly, Ying Gou's arrogant and unyielding body was already kneeling on the ground.
Boom!
The knees and feet that supported the body smashed the hard blue stones to pieces.
He gritted his teeth and grunted, and his nose was filled with burning blood. He raised his head with difficulty, and his eyes gradually became terrified.
He grabbed a three-meter-long rockery and raised it above his head like a shield, trying to resist this terrible blow.
...
A foot falling from the sky was like thousands of mountains, stepping on the huge rock raised by Ying Gou like a bamboo shoot.
Hiking shoes cannot withstand this terrible power at all, cracking inch by inch.
And the huge rock, which was three meters in radius, exploded in an instant, turning into countless gravels and burst out.
Ying Goulian couldn't even groan, and his thick arms, like stone pillars, turned into silk-like tendons under the extremely terrifying force of Mo Yu.
The exposed bones instantly turned into pieces of powder, and blood spurted out like arrows from his nose, eyes, ears and mouths.
The foot stepped on the rocks and continued to go down between the splattering and flying flesh, easily hitting Ying Gou's head.
Ying Gou stared at the head with horrified eyes and was directly stepped into the neck cavity by this foot. Then the foot continued to go down and stepped on his body. Ying Gou's body suddenly sank and flattened, and then exploded directly.
Come, it turned into countless flesh-filled, blood arrows and broken bones, and burst into pieces.
The foot wearing hiking shoes continued to move downwards.
Move forward!
Step on the remaining meat paste of Yingge!
Step through the hard and hard blue stone pavement!
A loud bang!
Smoke, dust, snow, flesh and blood, powder, splashed everywhere, gravel and loess flew around, and this area sunk into a large deep pit of ten meters.