Before hitting the target, he first turned into flames, the fire was fast and fierce, increasing the power of the fist.
The other three ancient strong men did not take action and watched silently.
The Flame God Clan is good at fighting and is known for their bravery. Many famous war-god-level warriors have appeared.
The power of this punch is far greater than Xion's vertical eye ray.
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and punched out, with fire appearing at the edge of the fist.
"Looking for death?"
Seeing his method of dealing with the enemy, the Gu clan and the Tang clan looked sneer at him.
Going head-to-head with the Yan God Clan requires a lot of capital.
The human race does not have it.
The Yan God Clan man who took action also showed a smile. What he was most worried about was that Jiang Chen would hide away.
This is one of the ancient people’s impressions of the human race.
Many ancient tribes called people monkeys.
When facing the ancient tribe, the still weak humans could only rely on dodge and cooperation to defeat the powerful enemies.
"Die!"
He spared no effort, the fire in his whole arm skyrocketed, and his iron fist was powerful and heavy.
The moment their fists collided, Jiang Chen's fist was twice as small as his and looked vulnerable.
The extremely powerful blow rippled out, everyone was forced back, cracks appeared on the ground, and the courtyard wall was crumbling.
The most frightening thing was that the Yan tribe man was beaten backwards.
"What?!"
The three ancient tribesmen were the most shocked.
Including the Yan tribe man himself, but he had a backup plan, and the blazing flames were shot out like cannonballs.
Jiang Chen was quickly swallowed up by the flames and looked very bad.
The Flame God Clan is somewhat similar to the Yanling Clan. The flames are not only extremely hot, but also extremely destructive.
"Stupid humans!"
The Yan God Clan man shook his numb arm and cursed secretly.
He originally wanted to punch Jiang Chen away and turn him into a burning man.
This was good, but among the ancient tribes that respected strength, he was not honest enough to win.
Fortunately, he didn't win.
After the flames dissipated, Jiang Chen walked over as if nothing happened.
"It's so weak. It turns out that the Yan God Clan has a false name." Jiang Chen said.
These words successfully angered the other party.
His name is Buckmin, he is a man who wants to be the strongest warrior and cannot allow such insults.
The breath he exhaled was like little dragons.
"Exactly, it would be my shame to kill you like that."
After saying that, he flew over Shenwu City, his face full of provocation.
Xingzun will naturally be restrained when fighting in the courtyard and cannot give full play to his abilities.
Jiang Chen also had this intention and followed him into the air.
The other three ancient tribesmen also lifted their feet off the ground and followed, keeping a certain distance.
When people from the Tang family came to the courtyard, they all looked up and did not dare to go up and join in the fun.
Tang Ming was so shocked that he vomited blood from the fist exchange just now and almost died.
"Why does this person want to go against the Tang family?"
"People who heard back said that he seems to have had problems with the Tang family for a long time."
Tang Ao and other elders were surprised by Jiang Chen's fighting prowess. They were lucky to have the help of the ancient clan, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Fire Transformation, One Style!"
In the air, Buckmin became more vigorous, the symmetrical textures on both sides of his cheeks flashed red, and his body was ignited with fire again.
"Your human race's use of fire is not by relying on the fire of heaven and earth, or by unscrupulous means. We, the Yan God Race, are the fire that will never go out!"
He punched again, accompanied by the source technique, which was different from the brute force punch just now.
The strength of the fist and the power of the fire merge with each other, and the fist is like two divine furnaces refining elixirs.
"It's the Flame Fist style. It seems that Buckmin is really angry."
"Of course I can't bear to be humiliated like this by the human race."
"Not being able to defeat this human race with absolute superiority will be a stain on Buckmin."
The three ancient tribesmen who were watching the battle were a little surprised, and they all stepped back a certain distance with a tacit understanding.
The warriors of the Flame God Clan can easily affect innocent people, because their source magic is so powerful that they cannot control it freely.
When two pairs of fists arrived in front of Jiang Chen, they revealed discs of light with mysterious energy patterns.
"Let me see how strong it is."
Jiang Chen still planned to face off head-on, holding the Burning Sky Demonic Flame in his palm and using Shenlong Martial Arts.
This time, four fists collided, and the sound was comparable to spring thunder, resounding in the ears of the people in Shenwu City.
"Are the Humans and Ancients taking action again?"
People don't know what's going on, but the current situation makes them mistakenly believe that this is a racial battle.
Many human races do not have faith and realize the power of the ancient tribe. They denounce them with their mouths and rely on the holy places and divine churches in the seventh and eighth realms to uphold justice.
Any of the powerful ancient clans in the Zhenwu world can easily dominate.
But as soon as they raised their heads, they saw Buckmin being beaten away, with blood vomiting from his mouth.
"That's from the ancient tribe, right?"
Some people have difficulty imagining it until they see the ancient characteristics of Buckmin.
Looking at his opponent, standing still, he actually had the absolute upper hand.
The human race was startled at first, and then burst into cheers.
In the air, the faces of the other three ancient tribesmen looked ugly.
The process was very simple. There was a fist bump between the two parties, and Buckmin was beaten until he vomited blood. There was nothing difficult to understand.
But considering the races and realms of both parties, it's weird.
"Let your fire burn completely!"
"A single spark ignites a prairie fire!"
Jiang Chen showed no mercy, even if he didn't know the other person, he would just make a killing move.
The sparks that started a prairie fire were not as overwhelming as before, and the demonic flames turned into a little cold light and hit Buckmin's body.
Soon, Buckmin's body burst into flames again, but this time it was not his own, and he let out a miserable cry.
All this happened so quickly that the three ancient tribesmen did not react.
It wasn't until Buckmin turned to ashes that they realized what was going on.
"Kill? He actually killed Buckmin?!"
The three ancient tribes were furious, not because of sadness, but because of a huge humiliation.
The people watching the excitement in the city were also stunned. Isn’t this a competition? Why did someone lose their lives?
"Damn the human race, how dare you attack the ancient race!"
"Pay with your life!"
The three ancient clans used all their firepower and used the ancient clan's origin techniques to kill Jiang Chen and rectify the name of the ancient clan.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he made two killing moves just now, and your faces were filled with pride and ridicule for me."
"Now that he has been killed instead, you are filled with righteous indignation."
"In that case, I'll use you to practice swordsmanship."
Jiang Chen's "Sword Classic" has advanced by leaps and bounds. Zhengchou has no opponents and is not afraid of these three people. He holds the Tianque Sword.
The people below also started to get nervous, knowing that this was no joke.
When the three powerful ancient tribes join forces, even the strongest in the true martial arts world cannot resist it.
However, the result was unexpected. During the battle, Jiang Chen was not at a disadvantage, and his swords were everywhere, and the ancient tribe was quickly injured.
"This person is terrifyingly strong, retreat first!"
After a while, their anger was extinguished and their fighting spirit was gone.
"We've just arrived at Jiansan and you can't hold on anymore? It's really disappointing."
"Let me give you a ride."
As he finished speaking, the Tianque Sword bloomed with holy sword light, and a vision of a bright moon rising from the sea appeared behind him.