Chapter 447: Destroyed, the first source to kill the palace

"But Jiang Taichu still beat him, for a long time, Miyamoto must not be able to carry it!" The strong blue storm strong face asserted solemnly.
"Jiang Taichu, you can't kill me!"
Miyamoto Yuan was stained with white clothes, like a bit of cold plum blossoms.
He shed his hair, his face was blood-stained, his eyes were savagely yin-yin, like a demon, and he was as angry as a demon, yelling loudly, and slashed across Jiang Tian with a sword.
"Haha, I want to kill you in despair!"
Jiang Tian laughed loudly, and two black lights at his fingertips burst out through the sky with a savage sound of breaking through the sky.
哐 Dang!
Miyamoto Genichi's three-foot-long sword mang was passed by a black iron shuttle, and pieces shattered and burst.
When he gave a sigh, the next moment, Xiao Hei Fei Jian had wound around his back and cut off directly to his neck.
Miyamoto Yuan was in a hurry, moving around, turning sideways, arching left and right, and chopping six swords again and again, exhausted and tired of coping.
Click! With a sound, Xiaohei Feijian broke through three swords, straight into the chest, and finally chopped on the top of the monster knife village, and the monster knife village was bursting after a gush of blood mist like Yunxia.
"Dark swords are broken?"
Miyamoto was surprised.
Suddenly, I felt a cold for a while, and my mental strength realized that the Black Iron Shuttle came to me without knowing when I came, soared from the bottom to the sky, and walked towards my hip hole.
"Fuck, is this going to blow the rhythm of his chrysanthemum?"
"Master Jiang, such a peak battle, can you always be serious. This is a weird way of playing, it's against harmony!"
Many Chinese warriors cheered and laughed.
At this time, Jiang Tian broke out of real strength, and was completely fighting against each other. For a while, everyone was very relaxed.
Whizzing!
Miyamoto Yuan shook his body in a row and hurried back. He avoided the flying sword and shuttle quickly, but the latter immediately chased after him like a cheekbones.
For a while, Miyamoto Yuan was chased by two black light like a bereavement dog, and fled on the top of Mount Fuji, struggling to cope.
"Oh, run very fast! Don't run!"
However, Jiang Tian stepped into the void and stood with his hands on his back, looking at the scene with ease, as if watching a good show.
"Jiang Taichu, you have taken advantage of the weapon, otherwise, you are not an opponent!" Miyamoto Yuan yelled angrily.
"Well, it's time to end! Give me death!"
Suddenly, Jiang Tian shot.
Boom!
He turned into a thick golden beam of light like a bucket, and pulled out a trace of white air, like Changhong Guanri, cut through the void, and ran straight towards the source of the palace.
"What a terrible speed!"
"There is the power to destroy the dead!" The people shivered for a while.
This golden beam of light crosses Tianyu. I don't know how long it can be, as if a comet swept across Tianyu, and seems to be able to rush into the depths of the universe.
Whether it is a strong man on the top of the mountain, a tourist down the mountain, or a resident in Tokyo, at this time there is only this golden pillar of light in his eyes, nothing else!
At the same time, the two black lights also roared like a cruise missile, bringing out two white air tails, and piercing a hole towards the source of the palace.
"Jiang Taichu, you can't kill me!"
Miyamoto Yuan's face was distorted, and many emotions such as fear, anger, and unwillingness appeared in the depths of his eyes. He grabbed his hands together, condensed several aura shields in front of him, and then caught the wind and condense the knife, infused a large amount of natural blood and condensed into A blood-colored sword mang over ten meters in length was clenched with both hands and cut out.
But everything is useless.
laugh! With a sound, Xiao Hei Fei Jian pierced through the Scarlet Blade Mang, looped around his neck, and bowed his head.
puff!
He hadn't fallen yet, and still held the stance of splitting with both hands, and the black iron shuttle pierced his chest again, carrying a awning blood mist, straight into the sky.
Whether it is a blood-colored swordmang or a shield of aura, in front of two spirit treasure-level soldiers, they are not vulnerable, they are useless, and they are shattered like paper.
"How can I lose? I can't lose!"
A blood-stained shadow emerged from his wreckage, his eyebrows faint, faintly wandering, and his face screamed indignantly and bitterly, then turned around and ran away.
He is already a master of the Divine Realm, with a strong mental power, and has become a spiritual soul avatar. Even if the physical body dies, the spirit still exists.
"Break my body and ruin my foundation! I want revenge! I want to revenge madly!"
"I want you to smash 10,000 corpses! I want to kill you all over the house.
Miyamoto Genichi's spirit fled while loosing the road, groaning with gnashing his teeth and cursing wildly.
If the spirit escapes and absorbs the power of faith to make it into a god, or if it is found in a hidden instrument to find a chance to take away the parasite, it is not a true death. Improve combat power!
"You idiot, want to get revenge? Give me death!"
Jiang Tian smiled coldly, and offered the soul-inducing flute that had been sacrificed to swallow the flute, placed it near his mouth, pinched his fingers, and blew the "lost soul".
Lost souls, in the realm of cultivation, can be described as the magic sounds of restraining the soul, and in conjunction with the soul-inducing bamboo to create the flute, not to mention his avatar, even the wicked avatar who built the base is not invincible.
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The voice hovered low, like a song of mourning, very sad and touching.
The moment the loss of soul rang, the spirit suddenly stopped, as if the immortal had fixed his body.
"This, this is impossible!"
When the Scarlet Spirit looked down, he saw a few blood-colored particles crumbled and diffused from the fingers, from the surface of the body, and finally, like a blood-colored stream, swarmed towards the Divine Flute.
"Master Jiang, spare my life—"
"Master Jiang, I dare not retaliate again! I am willing to serve as a slave, but I beg you to leave my soul!"
"Jiang Taichu, you're too hard! I won't let you go!"
It is useless to let the spirit of Miyamoto Genichi struggle, how to plead, and how to threaten.
Desperately, he saw blood-stained spirit particles shattering and flowing, swallowed by the flute.
"Oh, threatening, you have all my soul and soul devoured, do you still have a chance to be a ghost?" Jiang Tian Leng hummed, losing his soul and whimpering, the surging mana swept through.
Only a minute passed, the Megatron Toyo had stood on the top of the Toyo for decades, and the peerless powerhouse of the Great God had completely disappeared in this world.
Even the spirits are left drop by drop!
Everyone was dumbfounded, with a chill in their hearts.
Destroyed! This is the death of all things! Jiang Taichu's method is really terrible, terrible!
"Jiang Taichu won!"
"Master Jiang is mighty!"
Numerous characters from the Chinese martial arts circle cheered and exclaimed.
"Since Master Jiang's debut, he has never been defeated. He has never met his opponent. A bad old man who cooks, where is our Master Jiang's opponent?"
Many members of the Celestial Alliance gazed cheerfully, glorious and honored.
"He did not let us down!"
"This kind of practice, I am afraid that few people can be enemies in the hidden Sejong gate!"
Aoki Mayor, Zuo Zimu, and other hermits, and the strongest of the semi-hermits, all appreciate the awe.
"My first brother is awesome! Dominate Toyo, invincible and invincible!" Dugu laughed wildly, and kept turning.
"This is my husband." Even Zhao Xueqing's face showed a hint of pride, and she felt very glorious.
It can be said that most of the Chinese strong camps are very excited and happy, and their respect for Jiang Tian has been deepened.
Toyo and Huaxia practice have grievances, have been in conflict for a long time, and hate each other. Now Miyamoto Yumoto, the first person in the Toyo practice, was beheaded by Jiang Tian, ​​which is of great significance, and everyone feels angry.
"Jiang Tian's strength revealed at this time, I am afraid that there is already a state of perfection and even its peak, this is not far from the legendary immortal!"
Ye Zhantian's eyes were excited, but suddenly, his heart moved and his face was dignified.
In this way, his father ’s appointment with Jiang Tian after three years has reduced his odds a lot.
How can I stop this contest?
You know, the master battle at this level is too dangerous. If you miss it, there will be casualties. Anyone who falls will make your loved ones jealous of their enemies, and it will also be a huge loss to the Chinese martial arts community!
Many powerful men in the dark world looked at the slowly falling figure in the sky, and they trembled, uneasy, and regretted in their hearts.
In their eyes, Miyamoto Yuichi can be called one of the most powerful creatures in this world, even if Zeus shot, I am afraid that the winning face is only 70%.
Now, being killed by Jiang Taichu, doesn't that mean that Jiang Taichu has few people in the world who can fight?
Regret it!
When the news that Jiang Taichu fell on the Great East Asia came, why were we so impulsive, so brainless, so idiotic to go to Jinling to make trouble?
It ’s okay now, and the soldiers were defeated, and the dog was showered with blood by Tianmeng, but Jiang Taichu was not dead!
If this is remembered by Jiang Taichu, will there be a way out? It will be killed in minutes!
"He is as legendary as he can devour his spirits! This is terrible!"
"I'm afraid none of the three Lord Gods can kill him! Maybe the Six Lord Gods shot together to have the hope of killing him!"
A deep dignified color appeared on Artemis's face. Like the enemy, the evaluation of Jiang Tian refreshed again.
She recalled the details of Jiang Tian's battle with Miyamoto Genichi again and again, and planned to report to Zeus in detail to make a more accurate assessment of her combat effectiveness.
"This is the strength of our Xingzhou National Division! It seems that no one in East Asia can be beaten!"
The Red Boat Master was flushed with excitement and joy.
In the history, Xingzhou has been invaded by the Eastern Ocean many times, and it is also a hate to the Easterners. Today, they are also very happy.
"Master, it's really powerful! It's actually pushing Toyo! Before that, I also thought that the victory was slim."
In Tan Jun's veins, a pair of clear beautiful eyes behind Li Jinzhu's sunglasses, flashing with joy, full of reverence looking at the long and magnificent back.
"In this battle, most of the Toyo strong were damaged. I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything in the future. I'm not arrogant!"
The old priest of the mysterious tribe of South America sighed with a hoarse voice, his face full of shock.
In fact, the strong men from all over the world are shocked, unbelievable, stunned and uneasy, and bowed their heads slightly, expressing kindness and respect to this nearly invincible strong man.