There is absolutely no need to doubt the power of the "Blood River Sword". This is his special skill, much better than Deacon Mu's "Blood Tornado".
This move has helped him defeat many opponents, and even allowed him to defeat many strong men across levels. How could he fail against Jiang Tian?
"That's unreasonable!"
Deacon Jiao gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, his inner anger surged, and he was already angered by Jiang Tian.
He originally thought that he would be able to severely injure Jiang Tian and capture him alive within one or two rounds, but he did not expect that a real fight would be so strenuous.
Whoosh!
Seeing that Chixue Sword Marrow's attack was ineffective, Jiang Tian waved his right hand and took it back in front of him, suspended it in the void, and concentrated on preparation.
"Boy! I admit that I have underestimated you, but don't be too happy. Even if you block this move, you are far from my opponent!"
Deacon Jiao's face was extremely gloomy. After pondering for a moment, his steps suddenly moved and he stepped out of the air and flew towards Jiang Tian.
At the same time, the aura around him surged, and billowing spiritual power poured into the long knife in his hand.
The crimson sword blood was trembling wildly, and the whole body seemed to be watered with blood, and it looked as if it could drip blood.
Whoosh whoosh!
Streams of sinister wind gathered out of thin air and rolled back toward the long knife in his hand. In the blink of an eye, a bloody vortex was formed, emitting bursts of weird and terrifying spiritual power fluctuations!
"Hiss! What kind of trick is this?"
Jiang Tian sucked in a breath of cold air, the corners of his eyes suddenly shrank, and he was momentarily surprised.
Deacon Jiao’s various techniques are evil and vicious, and the methods are weird. He is worthy of being an evil person from the Black Moon Kingdom, and his methods are indeed vicious!
But at this moment, Deacon Jiao swung his sword and took action suddenly!
There was a violent turmoil in the void, and a bloody vortex rolled in at a human speed, enveloping Jiang Tian without any explanation!
"not good!"
Jiang Tian's expression changed, and he felt horrified.
Deacon Jiao is really powerful. Deacon Mu has never used such a method before, and even if he wanted to use it, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.
Boom!
Jiang Tian felt chills all over his body as the cold sword wind swept across him, and he subconsciously urged his Tyrannosaurus body to resist.
But the strange thing is that the imaginary scene of the sword intent covering the body and slashing wildly did not appear!
"Well! What's going on?"
Jiang Tian frowned and couldn't help but hesitate.
This offensive does not seem to be more powerful than the previous "Blood River Sword". Not only that, the power is obviously much worse.
Looking at Deacon Jiao opposite, he seemed not surprised by the scene before him, and even had a proud sneer on his face!
What is going on?
Jiang Tian felt more and more strange. After a brief period of confusion, he suddenly found that under the cover of this cold sword wind, the spiritual power of his blood had obviously become sluggish!
"That's it!" Jiang Tian's heart was shocked and he understood immediately.
This is not a powerful killing move, but a strange method that can delay or even freeze blood spiritual power!
The dark wind howled in my ears, and the void within a few dozen feet suddenly became icy and oppressive.
Even with the body of a Tyrannosaurus protecting him, he still felt cold all over his body, and even his mind began to shake involuntarily, making him feel drowsy!
"Hmph! Boy, feel my 'ghost spirit wind'!"
Deacon Jiao shook his head and sneered, with a proud smile on his face, quietly admiring the scene where Jiang Tian's spiritual power was hesitant and crumbling under the suppression of the "Yinhun Spirit Wind".
The sinister wind howled incessantly, and Jiang Tian, who was in the center of the whirlpool, heard bursts of strange noises like howling ghosts and wolves, which was confusing and confusing, like falling into a Yin Luo dream.
The strong cold hit him again and again, causing him to frown and his eyes to become extremely cold!
"Deacon Jiao must have killed many innocent people before he mastered such evil methods. The evil people of Black Moon Country are really hateful!"
Jiang Tian snorted coldly, the aura around him suddenly changed, and the spiritual power that had been slowing down suddenly began to speed up!
boom!
The spiritual power fluctuated suddenly, the purple light all over the body rose, and the billowing wind was suddenly blown away!
"Huh? How is that possible!"
Deacon Jiao sneered for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed and he was shocked!
His "Yin Soul Spirit Wind" was refined in a special secret place by gathering the essence and blood of dozens of Xuanyue realm warriors. Not only that, in order to increase the power of this secret technique, he even used tricks to kill people.
A Xuanyue realm warrior with comparable cultivation is used as the main soul driver.
Supplemented by the magic weapon in hand, after secretly practicing in that cold place for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, the secret technique was completed!
Once this secret technique is used, let alone a quasi-mystical realm junior like Jiang Tian, even if a master of the Xuanyang realm accidentally falls into it, the bloodline spiritual power will be suppressed, and he will soon fall into a situation that is beyond redemption.
But looking at the situation in front of him, why did Jiang Tian reverse the situation?
He can actually resist the erosion of the "ghost spirit wind"?
How is this possible!
Deacon Jiao took a deep breath, his eyes twitching wildly. He never expected such a situation to happen!
"That's unreasonable! I didn't expect that the 'Yinhun Lingfeng' can't do anything to you. It seems that Jiao has to take action himself!"
Deacon Jiao took a deep breath and his face became extremely gloomy.
The spiritual energy around his body surged, and the long knife in his hand burst into blood again. As he slashed suddenly, the light of the rolling hob cut through the void, slashing towards Jiang Tian.
Even if the "Yinhun Spiritual Wind" doesn't have much effect and cannot suppress Jiang Tian's bloodline spiritual power, being in its center will be affected to some extent.
Under the double attack, it was impossible for Jiang Tian to dodge calmly, let alone resist safely.
With this sword strike, Jiang Tian will never have any chance of luck again!
Boom!
The bloody sword light slashed wildly, rushing into the range of the "Yinhun Spirit Wind", and was about to severely injure Jiang Tian.
But at this moment, Jiang Tian shouted wildly and swung his right hand out in the air!
Boom!
There was a loud noise that shook the sky, and a ball of dazzling golden light suddenly rose into the sky, bursting out with a dazzling light, and slammed into the oncoming bloody sword light.
Amidst the violent roar, the bloody sword light collapsed and turned into billowing blood light and dissipated!
"Hiss! What's going on?"
Deacon Jiao was shocked and his face changed drastically!
This time, he really couldn't keep calm anymore.
Originally, the strange long sword in Jiang Tian's hand had already greatly interested him, and later he was surprised when he broke the suppression of the "Yin Soul Wind". But at this moment, when he saw the sudden burst of golden light, he really
Shocked, even shocked!
How could a small quasi-mysterious warrior have so many magic weapons?
How could there be such a powerful method?
What is his origin?
Almost instantly, he subconsciously thought that this Jiang Tian might be a heir of a certain family or the young master of a small or medium-sized force.
Otherwise it will be difficult to explain the situation at hand!
He has such amazing aptitudes at such a young age, and his cultivation is so powerful, and he has a number of coveted magic weapons in his hands. Looking at the two countries of Black Moon and Canglan, even the descendants of many large clans may not be able to have such a net worth.