Martial Arts Murdering Nine Heavens

Before we can talk back to Changfeng, an arrogant Ling Yun's voice came, "You don't have to fight, these two things belong to this seat."

With the arrival of that voice, a group of people appeared in mid-air, and their arrival greatly changed Changfeng and Du Jiang's faces.

There are more than twenty people here. Three of them are suzerain class strong men. At present, one person is full of gods and looks handsome, but the raised mouth corners and angled eyebrows destroy his overall structure and make people feel. It is extremely difficult to get along with this person.

It was this man who spoke before, and behind him were two suzerain men, who looked at the crowd proudly.

Behind them are eighteen young disciples, all with strong breaths, all of whom are at half step suzerain level.

"Jiang Yichen"

The hearts of the two were trembling, but in their eyes they revealed unwillingness and helplessness, and the fat flew when they saw the mouth.

People who looked at the crowd in the distance exclaimed unexpectedly, apparently they also recognized the group.

"Oh my God, what they said was true, the Purple Wind Holy Land really participated."

"Yeah, I know that person, he is the top master of the Purple Wind Holy Land-Jiang Yichen"

"I heard that this person is not only domineering, but also has the ancestor's blessing. He has never failed in the same stage."

"Ah, I haven't watched the fun yet"

In the distant discussions, Jiang Yichen, with a proud look, looked coldly at the humanities such as Jiang Changfeng and Du Jiang. "Since you recognize this seat, you can go back, do you want to do something with me?"

Du Jiang was unwilling to say, "Your purple wind holy place has always been high above you, and there are countless resources. Why do you want to grab the small gates from us?"

You must know that the Purple Wind Holy Land, but the strength established by the Lord, is far more powerful than these people imagine.

Five-color jade dragon saliva and bronze Wang Ding, although they are the most precious, but for the Purple Wind Holy Land, this is not much temptation.

The strength is already strong and unmatched. It is too bullying to grab treasure from these small gates.

After listening to Du Feng's words, Jiang Yichen's sarcasm was scornful, and he disdainfully said, "The practice world is strong, the treasures are all capable people, like you waste, have no ability to own treasures."

Both of them are the best in their own ancestral gates, and they are all lofty beings. Even the elders of zonal gates are usually polite to them. They have never been so despised and can't help anger.

"Next month is the maiden's 20th birthday. I don't have any decent gifts on hand. The five-color jade dragon saliva is not bad. I declare that this thing belongs to me."

Jiang Yichen turned his head and said to the two men, "If you are not convinced, then it is still the same sentence. We are strong, and we will fight together."

"I don't bully you either, you two can go together, as long as you can pick up my three moves, I Jiang Yichen turned and left"

"What?" Du Jianghe changed Changfeng's face. Although they had heard of Jiang Yichen's name for a long time, it would be arrogant and ignorant to defeat them in the three moves.

No, Ye Yang is so shocked when he looks at this man with a nostril.

Is the Holy Land really so powerful that if you just come out casually, you can crush the masters of the same level?

Ye Yang thought that Tianning Mansion was arrogant enough, but compared with the people in front of him, the little witch saw the big witch.

However, Ye Yang felt great pressure from that person, which shows that Jiang Yichen did have arrogant capital, and Ye Yang was very happy to see them talking to each other.

Du Jianghe and Changfeng were angry, even the best-tempered person would be furious if ignored, let alone two talented disciples.

"Since Brother Jiang wanted to enlighten us, we had no choice but to be rude." Du Jiang held his fist and told Changfeng the two, holding back his anger and flying into the air.

Although their anger surged, they had to admit that their gates could not be compared with the Holy Land, and even if they were challenged, they did not dare to be rude to the people in the Holy Land.

The two eyes were burning, their hearts were a little nervous, and they were looking forward to something. They also wanted to see how good the Holy Land Master was.

If we let them defeat the masters of the Holy Land, there may be some helplessness, but Jiang Yichen just said a big word, as long as he catches his three moves, even if he loses.

The two absolutely did not believe that Jiang Yichen could defeat the two in three moves and joined forces. Such a strength may not even be able to be achieved even by the late master of the suzerain.

Seeing Changfeng and Du Jiang, they were waiting for their own shot, Jiang Yichen sneered "scratching his own shame"

Jiang Yichen trembled and drifted slowly into the air, facing the two men, "Since you are so incapable, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jiang Yichen screamed "the first move"

With his loud scream, a dark red glove emerged from Jiang Yichen's fist. With the appearance of that glove, the surrounding space began to become unstable.

"The ancestor is definitely the ancestor, that horrible breath is right."

"Sacred disciples are so extravagant that they are the ancestors of a shot"

"There is something to watch here, the power of the ancestors is simply unstoppable"

When Du Jianghe and Jiang Feng saw Jiang Yichen's ancestors, his face was solemn.

Jiang Yichen was very proud. After drinking, he revealed his ancestors and prepared the two, and then blasted them with a punch.

Du Jianghe and Changfeng both took out their own tricks, and a ghost image emerged from behind Changfeng, using the "God King possession" that had just defeated the opponent.

Du Jiang did not dare to neglect, and his whole body turned red instantly. The whole person was like cooked prawns, using red blood.

Both players used their hole cards to raise their whole body momentum to an unprecedented height, and the two greeted Jiang Jiang's attack.

"boom"

The strong impact horrified everyone around them, and saw two figures wolverine flying out a dozen feet, but still blocked Jiang Yichen's blow.

"Blocked? Blocked"

"Jiang Changfeng and Du Jiang are indeed the top geniuses of the two great gates"

"This holy land genius doesn't seem to be as powerful as the legend"

"It won't be a parallel imports"

Jiang Yichen looked at the two in amazement. He didn't expect that the two took him a hit, but his expression didn't change, only a sneer.

"Second move"

After speaking, the fist on his hand suddenly became fiery, and the terrible high temperature began to distort the space within a hundred feet.

Du Jiang and Jiang Changfeng, who were at war with them, suddenly felt locked by a horrible breath, and they felt tingling all over their scalp.

They then knew that the blow that had just been made, Jiang Yichen did not go all out at all, this was his real blow.

However, there is no time to think about it. The terrorist attack has locked the two of them. They can only clenched their teeth and sacrifice weapons to resist Jiang Yichen's attack.

"boom"

There was a bang, and there was a crackling sound of weapons in the middle, and the two figures were shaken like shells.

Changfeng and Du Fei flew for several miles and crashed into the ground. The ground was immediately smashed into two large pits.

The sharp-eyed people have already seen that when the two flew out, only half of the weapons in their hands were left, indicating that they could not withstand the horrible attack of Jiang Yichen and were broken.

Whether it was watching the lively people in the distance, or Tianning Mansion, Chixuejiao, and other helpers, they looked at it with shock.

Although they were seen injured, they did not dare to move slightly. The Purple Wind Holy Land was not something they could offend.

Even if Jiang Yichen killed the two, they still had to swallow. This is the essence of the Holy Land, and no one dare to disrespect it.

But after a while, the two at the bottom of the pit slowly got up, their clothes were broken, their chests were broken by their own weapons, and several deep wounds were visible.

Their eyes are full of unwillingness. They are not lost on strength, but on ancestors, but there is no way. Who can make the Purple Wind Holy Land have such a heritage?

The most unwilling thing is to change the wind, Tianning House also has three ancestors, one of which fell to the owner's younger son, the waste of that one.

If he had that piece of soft gold armor, even if he couldn't win against Jiang Yichen, at least he would not be defeated.

Now, watching Ye Yang fall into Jiang Yichen's hands, taking Jiang Yichen's hegemony, he will take it as his own. He will greet all the women in the house of Changfu for a while.

"This time, you are convinced." Jiang Yichen stood up in the air, looking at the two men who were embarrassed below, with ridicule in his eyes.

The two had just suffered a full blow from Jiang Yichen. Not only were they seriously injured, but even the real elements in the body were also consumed. Their strength was not as good as before, and they could not compete with Jiang Yichen at all.

The two can only suppress the unwillingness in their hearts. There is no way. Under the eaves, people have to bow their heads, but they have a chance to have a chance in Changfeng, and hold their fists in front of Jiang Yichen:

"Brother Jiang's skill is so great that I can't wait, but this man killed the man of the man in my house and captured the soft armor of his body. I don't know that Brother Jiang can return it to the original owner for a while.

But what disappointed Changfeng was that Jiang Yichen sneered, disdainfully saying, "I can't keep my things, I've been robbed. What qualifications are there to repay this seat?"

Jiang Yichen ignored the ugly face of Changfeng, and said coldly to Ye Yang, "I haven't handed over all the treasures yet, should I wait for my own hands?"

That posture is like a god, talking to an ant, as if Ye Yang dedicated his baby to him, it was an honor.

This made Ye Yang very uncomfortable. He squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Yichen, and asked a little puzzled, "Why should I give it to you?"

"Huh! The boy is trying to die. You dare to disobey the wishes of this seat. Originally, this seat wanted to let you go to kill the ants. I didn't expect that you didn't know what to do, so you die."

As soon as Jiang Yichen's words fell, the whole man slowly drifted towards Ye Yang, stretched out a hand from a distance, and grabbed Ye Yang's neck.

That calm look was like slaughtering a chicken. Ye Yang, who had only been repaired by the emperor, was not in his eyes.

There was a bang, a figure was pumped, and the whole room was suddenly air-conditioned.