When Uncle Jiang rode his war horse to the top of the mountain, he immediately saw a lonely figure.
"Stupid, do you think she can escape from my grasp? My horse can travel thousands of miles in an instant, and there is no escape within a radius."
Uncle Jiang didn't take it into consideration. He still looked arrogant, but his eyes were colder.
"Then if I kill your horse, what will you do?" Jiang Chen asked seriously.
The war horse was already psychic. When he heard this, he snorted and turned away with disdain.
Uncle Jiang laughed loudly, jumped into the air, and held his hands in front of his chest.
"Heifeng's body contains the blood of ancient mythical beasts, dragons and horses. He is born with divine power and is so swift and unstoppable that ferocious beasts will retreat when they see him."
Uncle Jiang first boasted proudly and then signaled his horses to attack.
The war horses covered in heavy black armor were also happy to trample Jiang Chen's head to pieces.
His body made a running appearance, his hind legs exerted force, and he flew away.
It turned into a black gust of wind, which was very appropriate for his name.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Jiang Chen. The horse's hooves were raised, four to five meters high.
Jiang Chen was almost shrouded in shadow.
A blazing flame condensed under the horse's hooves, and brilliant sparks formed the moment it stepped on it.
Not only is it beautiful, it's also deadly.
One horse actually launched a thundering offensive.
Jiang Chen stepped back, but Heifeng kept chasing after him.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath and raised his hands to the sky.
The palm of his hand just caught the burning iron hoof, and the astonishing temperature could melt the steel.
Not to mention Black Wind's divine power.
Uncle Jiang showed a proud smile, as if he had seen Jiang Chen's tragic situation.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen successfully caught the iron hoof and not only withstood the huge force, but even the flames could not hurt him.
"Is this the level of dragon-horse blood?"
Jiang Chen mocked, his arms raised, and he suddenly exerted force.
Black Wind was spun around in the air and thrown towards the mountain.
There was a loud noise, rocks rolled down, and black wind knocked the mountain into a deep crater.
The black wind was quite powerful, struggling hard and causing the whole mountain to shake.
Jiang Chen's body emitted a brilliant light of lightning, and he went up to pursue him.
"Just give me enough is enough!"
How could Uncle Jiang watch his war horse being killed by Jiang Chen and take action in time?
As the Martial Emperor, he can no longer be measured by Star Lord's standards.
‘Martial’ and ‘Dao’ are the standard equipment of the emperor.
The most powerful thing is the power that belongs exclusively to the emperor.
Jiang Chen was firing on all cylinders and didn't dare to be careless.
In addition, eight heavenly dragons protect him.
"Jianjiu!"
At the same time, Jiang Chen drew his sword.
He wanted to see what the result would be if he faced the Emperor Wu.
As for the reason, it certainly has profound meaning.
Sword light, sword radiance, and sword intent filled the sky, turning into countless sword blades shuttling back and forth.
The world formed by Jianfeng only has a chilling air.
Under the blade of the sword, everything in the world will be wiped out.
"Don't look down on people!"
At first, Uncle Jiang thought Jiang Chen had some trump cards or helpers.
When she saw him attacking her, she was really furious.
A small two-star palace dared to challenge Emperor Wu.
Is there any more imperial law?
I didn't see him using any of his moves, and he just threw an ordinary punch.
The vast fist power formed a hurricane, sweeping across the world.
The sword blades caught in it shattered like fragile glass and were scattered everywhere.
However, Jiang Chen didn't seem to care much, and instead smiled mysteriously.
Those broken sword edges turned into brand new sword edges and attacked the air emperor.
"roll!"
Uncle Jiang roared, and his whole body began to spontaneously combust, and the hot fire burned all the sword edges cleanly.
"Sure enough, attacking the Martial Emperor is still a bit reluctant."
Jiang Chen thought in his heart.
"Next, let's try how strong the divine body is."
Thinking about it, Jiang Chen took the initiative to greet him.
"You little beast, you are just as annoying as that little bastard!"
Uncle Jiang originally thought that Jiang Chen would stop after seeing how powerful he was.
Who would have known that he would push the envelope even further and dare to fight in close quarters.
"You want to die, I will grant you your wish."
Of course he is fearless, otherwise the Martial Emperor's strength would be just for show.
Soon, the close combat between Xing Zun and Wu Huang began.
If anyone could see this, they would definitely be scared.
Of course, Jiang Chen also has the protection of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, otherwise his life would be in danger.
The two fisted each other first!
Similar fists collided together, like a huge hammer striking red-hot pig iron.
Following the clear and powerful voice, Jiang Chen curled his lips.
His mouth was bleeding and his arms were numb.
But that's all.
"How is that possible?!"
Uncle Jiang couldn't accept this result, even though he was completely at the upper hand.
But he couldn't destroy Jiang Chen at once, which was an insult to his reputation.
"How come there is so much nonsense? A king like you just rushed forward alone."
"If I were the emperor, all emperors would be in vain!"
Jiang Chen laughed proudly, full of pride.
"Based on your words, you will definitely die today!"
Uncle Jiang has made up his mind to kill him. He will kill Jiang Chen regardless of whether he is in heaven or on earth.
"It's a pity that you are destined to not be able to do it." Jiang Chen shook his head and said.
"Do you think my casual boxing is the strength of an emperor? You are naive!"
"Fire Wave!"
Coincidentally, Uncle Jiang is also a strong man in fire, and his artistic conception of fire has reached the Great Perfection.
With this move, the heaven and earth became a world of fire.
Jiang Chen realized how dangerous it was, and didn't wait for the opponent's move to finish accumulating, before using the divine weapon.
I saw a tripod flying out of his hand.
At first it was no bigger than the palm of your hand, but it got bigger as you were flying.
There is surging energy rolling in the cauldron.
"What the hell is this?!"
Uncle Jiang felt a sense of crisis, his whole body felt cold, and he did not dare to be careless.
Unfortunately, Wanshi Cauldron was extremely fast and hit his body in the blink of an eye, completely ignoring the intense fire.
puff!
Uncle Jiang vomited blood and retreated in shock.
Jiang Chen took the Wanshi Cauldron that bounced back and said proudly: "The next time you see me, it will be the day you die."
With that said, he jumped towards the mountain.
"Where to go!"
Uncle Jiang's injury was not particularly serious, so he immediately chased after him.
I don't want the mountains to change, and there is light coming from the depths.
When he landed in the mountain, Jiang Chen and Heifeng were both gone.
"this?!"
Uncle Jiang couldn't believe it. This mountain was in Tianluo City, and there could be no Domain Gate.
If it were a teleportation spirit array, it would not be possible to set it up in a short time.
After much thought, he searched a hundred miles away.
In the end, he was unwilling to confirm that Jiang Chen had escaped, and his Black Wind had also been abducted.
"We must not let him grow up."
In Jiang Chen, Uncle Jiang saw endless possibilities.
Given time, it is destined to become the Martial Emperor, and it is even possible to become the Holy Lord, or even the Great Emperor.
Maybe... it's possible for a god-king to do so.
That day will be his memorial day!
"There is no need for a God King. If he becomes the Martial Emperor..."