"Huh!" Jiang Tian let out a sigh of relief and suppressed the fear in his heart.
If Yun Xianghan hadn't taken action, he would still have relied on the Devouring Demonic Marrow to get out of the siege, but with the same method, Feng Fan would have to be on guard. Whether it could be as effective as last time was really doubtful.
At this moment, although Yun Xianghan did not have an obvious advantage, he was obviously a little more calm when taking action than before.
Even in the gap between taking action, he lowered his head and glanced at Jiang Tian, his eyes still very calm.
It was obvious that she was very aware of the situation in front of her.
With one against two, she was able to remain passive, and with Jiang Tian's full strength, it was not impossible to deal with these two.
Just looking at her appearance, she didn't seem too anxious.
Jiang Tianxin understood, nodded and smiled, and his eyes fell on the white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect not far away.
"Huh?" The white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect had just taken a few pills and was forcibly refining them to recover from his injuries.
Sensing Jiang Tian's glance, his face immediately sank, and a cold light flashed between his eyebrows!
Mu Laowu and Feng Fan were entangled by Yun Xianghan. Isn't this a good opportunity for him?
"Hmph, it's really a blessing in disguise!"
The white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect smiled ferociously, feeling ecstatic in his heart.
Although he was injured, it was still not a problem to deal with Jiang Tian in the Xuantian realm.
The thought flashed in his mind, and he was about to take action, but in the blink of an eye, he saw Jiang Tianzheng rushing towards him without hesitation, with a weird sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth!
"You...can still laugh?" The white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect stared with big eyes and was speechless.
Not only did this kid not run away, he even took the initiative to run towards him. Wasn't this because he thought his life was too long?
"Well done!" The white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect was in high spirits, and his heart became more and more ecstatic.
The aura around his body was forcibly gathered, and he was about to attack Jiang Tian.
At the same time, Jiang Tian's pace began to quicken, and he threw the red snow sword marrow with his right hand into the air, preparing to launch an attack.
"You want to attack me while I'm injured? Humph, you're just a Xuanyang realm ant, and you don't have the qualifications to do so!"
The white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect smiled coldly, with a cold light in his eyes, and raised his right palm to slap Jiang Tian.
But at this moment, Jiang Tian shook his head, smiled, and suddenly stopped!
"Eh?" The white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect frowned, suddenly feeling something was wrong.
At the same time, a sudden chill ran down his back, and a creepy feeling arose in his heart!
"Hiss! That's not right!"
The face of the white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect changed, and he was shocked!
This feeling has only been experienced when facing great danger, but it suddenly appeared at this moment. Is it just an illusion?
no, I can not!
In his long journey of martial arts, this situation occurred more than once, and every time it was extremely effective, and it was definitely not an illusion.
This feeling immediately made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy!
But Jiang Tian, who was opposite him, showed a harmless smile at this moment, but the murderous intention flashed between his cold brows!
"Not good!" The white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect was greatly disturbed, his eyes shrank sharply, and he wanted to kill Jiang Tian by force.
But before he could take action, a silver light suddenly flashed from the darkness!
"squeak!"
Accompanied by an ear-piercing scream, the silver light flashed slightly, pierced the neck of the white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect, came around to his eyes, flashed briefly, and then disappeared instantly.
Whoosh!
The spirit-swallowing rat succeeded with one strike and flew in front of Jiang Tian like lightning, dropped two storage bags and disappeared.
Jiang Tian was the only one who could see the whole process clearly. No one else, whether they were the warriors from the Canglan Kingdom or Mu Laoliu and Mu Feihu who were huddled aside to watch the battle, could not see what was going on.
Even the white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect himself could not figure out what that silver light was until the moment he died.
And when he saw the silver light swaying in front of his eyes, his vitality had completely disappeared.
The powerful man in the Xuantian Realm, the white-robed elder of the Wuxiang Sect, dies!
"Well done!" Jiang Tian smiled proudly and looked down, but his eyes couldn't help but move.
In his hands, he was holding two storage bags!
This white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect actually hangs two storage bags?
Although there was nothing too wrong with this, it always made him feel a little weird.
And he suddenly remembered an earlier scene, the black-haired elder who was killed by Yun Xianghan during the fight for Courtyard No. 49.
Didn't that person's storage bag just happen to be lost?
"I see!"
Jiang Tian nodded slowly, thoughtfully.
It seems that this storage bag most likely belongs to that person. No wonder he just sent out the spirit-eating rats and failed to find it.
After turning over his hands to put away the storage bag, Jiang Tian suddenly raised his head, and his cold eyes fell on Mu Laoliu and Mu Feixiong.
Although these two people were injured, they believed that Mu Laowu and Feng Fan were present, and together with the white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect, there would be no suspense in this battle.
But now, they witnessed a bizarre scene!
"Then... is that true? I'm not... dreaming, am I?" Mu Feihu's eyes twitched wildly, and he said with a look of surprise on his face.
"He...he actually...killed the Xuantian realm elder of Wuxiang Sect! How is that possible?" Mu Laoliu also had a face full of horror and shock.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't believe that Jiang Tian of the Xuanyang realm could kill the Xuantian realm elder of the Wuxiang Sect so easily.
Even if the man is injured, this is too exaggerated!
At this moment, they suddenly realized that this seemingly stable battle situation might actually have a chance of overturning!
"Damn it!" Mu Feihu was completely shocked and froze on the spot, his body trembling.
"What are you still doing? Run away!"
After all, Mu Laoliu had more experience and realized that something was wrong and immediately shouted and ran away.
"Want to leave? Huh!" Jiang Tian slapped out a palm, knocking the two of them to the ground.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today!"
Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of murderous intent.
Based on his understanding of Yun Xianghan, Mu Laowu and Feng Fan would not be able to gain any advantage by joining forces.
As long as nothing unexpected happens, the warriors of Canglan Nation will definitely have the last laugh in today's battle.
Whether it is a coincidence or an unexpected change, in short, everything is developing in a favorable direction.
"this……"
"Jiang Tian...actually killed a powerful person in the Xuantian Realm?"
At this moment, the warriors of Canglan Kingdom were no longer afraid, at least the situation had been stabilized.
This catastrophic encounter seems to be about to end!
Everyone looked at the white-robed elder of Wuxiang Sect walking away, their eyes twitching wildly, feeling very strange.
Among these people, only Chu Tianhua's eyes flashed, thoughtfully.
In addition, the head of the Xiang family also had a deep expression on his face, and his eyes were gleaming with light.
The two of them seemed to have seen or guessed some clues, while the others were just watching the fun, shocked by Jiang Tian's terrifying performance.
Mu Laoliu and Mu Feihu were injured again and again, as if they were on the verge of doom.