Chapter 757 Earth Immortal Bows His Head, Song Shuangyan's Regret
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"This is the Qinglong Sword Spirit of the Qingshou Sword! I didn't expect it to really exist!"
At this moment, Zhou Zixuan, Li Jiuyou and other Chinese strong men all looked frenzy and extremely excited, like a erotic ghost seeing a beautiful woman.
"This is so terrible! Master Jiang is really in danger!"
Even a few miles apart, the wolf king felt the terrifying power of the Qinglong body, the majestic aura, and his legs became weak and almost collapsed to the ground.
Yes, he felt an extreme pressure, as if thousands of mountains were pressing down, almost to pieces.
"Dragon! The dragon of China! This is incredible!"
"Who can resist the legendary divine beast in China?"
The other Moon Wolf Clan and many Russian strong men all knelt down, prostrated themselves and worshiped them.
Let me say that this Green Dragon Sword Spirit has been sacrificed and nurtured by masters and powerful people of all generations, and itself contains vast magic power.
Just because of his terrible figure, the dead were scared.
What is the concept of three or four hundred meters long? It can hold a football field! Beyond any known creature in the world!
Such a thing, which stretches across the sky, just like a mountain, brings great visual impact to people, and can even cause phobia of giant objects!
"roar!"
The green dragon sword spirit danced in the sky, with mighty and mighty eyes wide open, and its scales exploded, as if it was blown away by a vicious wolf.
The next moment, it opened its bloody mouth and sprayed a series of strong flames towards the little black flying sword.
The flames were dozens of meters long, and suddenly, the snow-capped mountains under the little black flying sword shattered. The ice that had been silent for many years melted in an instant, and the water vapor filled the air, rushing down like a waterfall.
The little black flying sword was stunned!
But the next moment, the speed soared, pulling out a sharp sword light that was over 500 meters long and penetrated the world.
This hundred-meter sword light was like a black line, easily piercing through the high-temperature fire emitted by the sword spirit, and slashing through the sword spirit's huge head like a hill like a knife.
The Qinglong Sword Spirit, which was nourished by many human immortals for hundreds of years, is as thick as a water tank, and is as thick as a scale that can withstand missile volleys and is like a blue jade. Under the sharp black sword light, it is like a solidified
The butter is cut by a hot knife with a red burnt knife.
"Roar--!"
The Qinglong Sword Spirit let out a shrill scream.
Its huge head had just fallen by several meters, and many uncontrolled spiritual energy exploded.
Bang bang bang bang!
It was like missiles were shot down and exploded continuously.
Huge green flowers rose in the sky, rolling into one piece, stretching a kilometer long.
Rumble!
Below it, seven or eight icebergs above 100 meters high collapsed and collapsed continuously, like a major earthquake.
The explosion was very close to Situ Xiao. A chaos composed of sword spirit fragments, ice and snow, gravel and fire in an instant enveloped Situ Xiao.
No one can see his situation clearly.
"Senior Situ..."
"Did you fall?"
Everyone looked up and watched, feeling palpitations and regretful.
Whether it is Jiang Tian or Situ Xiao, it makes people feel a kind of spirit and a kind of power!
The spirit of pursuing the limits of human power, moving against the will of heaven, never giving in, never stopping!
Magnificent as a god!
They were like Prometheus who stole the heavenly fire.
They are moving forward in the ups and downs, with the sky fire leaping in their eyes, the flames of practicing civilization, and pursuing the limits of human beings. It is a passion of a martyr!
Whoosh!
When the smoke and dust disappeared, Situ Xiao appeared.
He stood on a mountain that had been half blown up, and most of the green rope sword in his hand was broken.
His left arm was shattered, and the thick white bones and strands of muscle fibers were blowing weakly.
A blood hole was broken in his chest, and the blood was mottled on his chest, but it seemed to have condensed with some secret method and did not flow down again.
"I'm defeated!"
Situ Xiao smiled bitterly, looked at Jiang Tian in the sky, and said, "I lost with confidence!"
The audience exclaimed.
"How could you lose to Jiang Tian! How could this be possible!"
Song Shuangyan danced and roared unwillingly.
"Senior Situ, you are already an earth immortal. There are more than a thousand mysterious techniques to condense your body?"
Li Jiuyou couldn't help asking.
That's very clear. If you condense your body and still have a fight, why do you have to admit defeat so quickly?
This is also the confusion of many people in Zhou Zixuan!
In fact, let’s talk about the peak battles of human immortals and earth immortals, which are the battles of divine realms. As long as you don’t die, you still have the possibility of turning the tables.
Everyone can condense their physical body, and as long as the essence, blood and magic power are not exhausted, it will not be considered the end at all!
"Master Jiang's restriction power is too powerful, it is almost at the point where the law moves freely and is everywhere!"
Situ Xiao asked bitterly:
"If Xiaodao is right, there is also a restriction on this black flying sword that makes people unable to repair the wounds! Right?"
"You are very sensible!"
Jiang Tian nodded in appreciation.
When everyone heard this, they were shocked and their hearts were filled with cold air.
Jiang Tian’s restrictive power is so terrible!
Even if you can’t repair any damage in all kinds of methods, how is this different from ordinary people?
"This kind of ban still exists in me now. To put it bluntly, it is useless to repair the methods of Xiaodao at this time!"
Situ Xiao said:
"And Master Jiang's sword just now passed by, only about an inch from my heart. I think with Master Jiang's amazing perception, this should be your intentional mercy?"
"Yes, you have good talent. I don't have any deep hatred with you. I'm tired of killing too many people!"
Jiang Tian said lightly.
"Master Jiang, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and placing the world on the sun and the moon, like an ancient god!"
Situ Xiao raised his respectful heart, bowed deeply to Jiang Tian, lowered his noble head.
"Si Tu Xiao was extremely impressed and admired him very much. He would like to be a lackey under Master Jiang!"
The entire Iceberg Islands were silent, and everyone watched the shocking scene with breath.
At this time, the earth immortal bowed his head and bowed, only Jiang Tian stood with his hands behind his back, proudly in the air, like an immortal god!
"He actually pushed the earth immortal to bow his head!"
Song Shuangyan's delicate body shook, her face turned pale, and then she couldn't help but tremble.
Everyone was shocked, and the waves were stirred up in their hearts, and they looked at the scene with dull eyes.
Before the blink of an eye, under the pressure of Li Jiuyou, Zhou Zixuan, Hao Taichong, Langzu and Situ Xiao, Jiang Tian seemed to be in a dead end.
Even the wolf king Alexander doesn’t have much confidence in Jiang Tian!
These human and immortal saints, and even one earth immortal, were all famous figures a hundred years ago. They once ruled a country and a religion, and had the power to destroy cities and destroy the world!
None of them looks stronger than Jiang Tian, and it seems that Jiang Tian has no chance of winning!
But in the blink of an eye, Jiang Tian stepped on the wolf ancestor to death, crushed Hao Taichong, slapped Zhou Zixuan and Li Jiuyou, and asked Situ Xiao to kneel down and kowtow, sincerely accepting!
In such a dangerous situation, with so many terrifying strong men, Jiang Tian turned the tables on the battlefield!
"I'm going to overwhelm the hundred-year-old earthly immortal. If this is spread, who will believe it?"
Until now, Chinese strong men such as Li Jiuyou and Zhou Zixuan can't believe it, and they feel like they are dreaming.
A casual cultivator who rose in the secular world, who was an ordinary person a few years ago, now he has stepped on the Chinese Banyin Sect!
The ancient martial arts, Diancang, Emei Sword Sect, the head of the Tianshan Sect, and the Hongmen ancestor are not Jiang Tian’s opponents!
Who would believe this if you want to say it?
"Oh, now looking around the world, who can still suppress Jiang Taichu?"
Zhou Zixuan shook his head and sighed, feeling a heroic feeling.
Compared with Jiang Tian, he really felt that he had cultivated into the dog's belly!
After working hard for hundreds of years, I became a one-person immortal. As a result, I only practiced for four years and overwhelmed the earth immortal!
"In the West, there are probably only the Dark Council and the Holy See, and in China, there is only Kunlun, Hongmeng can fight him!"
Li Jiuyou suddenly felt a stir in his heart and said with emotion.
He now suspects that even if Ye Tianren is born, if he fights alone, he may not be Jiang Tian's opponent. Only Kunlun and Hongmeng masters can be qualified!
"Situ Xiao, I will help you repair your broken arm!"
Jiang Tian sighed lightly.
Situ Xiao is good, and his vision and pattern are all extraordinary.
He challenged Jiang Tian not for personal grudges, but for pursuing the peak of martial arts.
Moreover, this person is open and honest.
From beginning to end, he relied on his own combat power and mana only, and did not use many protective or attack magic weapons!
This is a real exchange and proof, not an attempt to win!
"What? Can my broken arm be repaired?"
Situ Xiao couldn't believe it and looked ecstatic.
“What’s the difficulty?”
Jiang Tian smiled indifferently and pinched a finger with his right hand.
Suddenly, the vast and pure energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, gathering into a mysterious and obscure talisman in the air.
On this talisman, countless mysterious runes are engraved with surging and vigorous breath of life.
It's like a small world full of vitality, running on its own and endlessly.
He is now at the eighth level of Qi training, and this kind of Taoist method to repair the body is simply picked up by hand. It can lead to life and death, flesh and bones.
Then, Jiang Tian bounced his fingers and the talisman flew out, wrapping Situ Xiao's remaining arm.
Everyone was shocked to see that Situ Xiao's residual arms, meridians, blood vessels, and muscles recovered and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With only a few breaths, the skin covered, the arms were intact as if they had never been injured.
Then, Jiang Tianyou shot out the same talisman and repaired the wolf king's arm.
"Master Jiang, from now on, you will be my master!"
Suddenly, the wolf king burst into tears and kowtowed Jiang Tian three times and nine times, prostrating himself as if he had seen a true god.
After doing all this, Jiang Tian landed on the ground and walked slowly to Song Shuangyan. The old god smiled and said, "Song Shuangyan, how do you feel now!"
"Jiang Tian, please spare me! I am willing to be your slave, serve you all my life, work hard and complain, and I will never say anything!"
Song Shuangyan was so scared that she was shocked, she threw herself at Jiang Tian's feet, and kowtowed to beg for mercy with his legs.
At this time, she really regretted that her intestines were blue.
That deep regret is that it cannot be washed away by all the rivers and seas. There is an urge to cry, and tears flash in the beautiful eyes.