Chapter 472: The Great Killing Ring, God of Blood Washing

The old King Wang waved his hand and said, "Okay, get up! We will be a family in the future. We don't know each other, love each other! So many friends are here, don't leave everyone alone, have a wedding banquet together, everyone has something to do Get out of here! "
These words clearly support Xue Ziqing. After the statement, she was in the same position as the old queen. The old queen could not bully her at will.
"Yes, yes, I've been waiting for a glass of wine for a long time!"
Beginning with the speech of the old grandmother, Bai Jingting suddenly found that the seemingly harmonious interior of the grandmother Shenzong seemed extremely complicated. It was strange and faint, and just wanted to leave as soon as possible, so they echoed.
The old king ordered his disciples to tidy the banquet, and everyone sat around the table, just before the banquet.
"Huh? What a powerful breath!"
Suddenly, the old king Wang and others looked at the sky together, Xue Ziqing exclaimed: "Not good, there is a strong attack!"
Bai Jingting and others have not responded yet, just listen to the boom! With a sound, a large hole was broken in the roof of the hall.
A figure shot into the hall like a cannonball, stepped on one of the round tables with a kick, and smashed wood and cups and plates flying across.
Huh!
The people quickly evaded.
I saw a young man in white casual clothes standing against his hands and being aggressive, apparently the visitor was not good.
The old king Wang was angry and slaps on the table and said, "Who is coming, dare to break into our God ??
Jiang Tian stepped forward, Shen Sheng asked, "Wang Laowang, where is Huang Linger? Hurry up and give it to me, otherwise, I will destroy you and the gods, and kill the chickens and dogs!"
"Boy's tone is so loud, the annihilation of God Zongman door? Who gives you this confidence! You give me death!"
A disciple behind King Lao Wang jumped up and punched Jiang Tian from top to bottom.
This fist blasted out, as if the cannon popped out of the cannon, and the wind was howling and shivering.
Before the fist arrived, the pressure was approaching, the marble floor cracked, and cracks spread like spider webs.
"So strong!"
"This is Chen Chunlong, a disciple under the throne of the old grandfather. He is already a cultivation master who has transformed the realm. If he stays outside, he will be the master of the earthquake!"
"It's stupid and bold for this man to dare to provoke God.
Many Yanjing youngsters, including Bai Jingting, were shocked and looked enviously and admiringly at the man in action.
As for Jiang Tian, ​​in their eyes, they had died so much that they could not die.
Jiang Tian had just scanned God's Confucianism but did not see Huang Linger's trace. He was anxious.
Even if Chen Chunlong was unbeatable in his eyes, he did not hesitate to vow to threaten and shock the other party.
Therefore, his shot was an extremely powerful killing move, raising his hand to condense a golden finger like a radish head, and fired like a shell.
The crowd only saw that Jiang Tian only raised his hand, and before Chen Chunlong landed, they burst into the air, blood splattered, broken bones and stumps scattered around.
"Huh? Master!"
"The visitor is not good!"
"Suddenly killed Chen Chunlong with one finger!"
Many of the people at the scene changed their faces and took a cool look. This person could easily kill Chen Chunlong so easily, it is obviously a difficult master to deal with.
You should know that Chen Chunlong is the five disciples of the old king, and he has become a master.
"Whoever he is? Those who provoked us to God, have to die!"
Next to the throne of the old man was the old oblation of Li Xiangfeng. With a wave of his hand, the sword hanging from the waist broke through the sheath.
The Li Xiangfeng was an elite disciple of the Tianshan School at that time. He had a strong swordsmanship and had beheaded and killed several masters. He was then stuck at the level of perfection. After 30 years without further progress, he resigned from the Tianshan School and let the old king use secret methods Push him into the realm of climax.
He shot this sword with the potential of destroying the sky and the sky. Wherever he passed, the sword was swollen, the sword was full of energy, and the light was cold, like a bolt of lightning dancing toward his teeth.
"Yes, capture him and devour his cultivation with maggots, for my use!"
Immediately, hundreds of elite disciples saw him and they were very encouraged and shot.
The Emperor Shenzong forcibly promoted the cultivation practice by using the maggot secret technique. These elite disciples often turned into cultivation practices and could be called masters on the outside. When they shot together, they had the momentum of destroying the mountains and the sea.
"I don't know if I live or die, and I dare offend me to worship Zongzong. I want to shoot him into a flesh!"
The big monk with a fleshy face yelled and waved a cooked brass scepter against Jiang Tian.
He used to be the chief arhat of the Arhat Hall of the Southwestern King Kong Temple, a grandfather of a foreign family, physical training, and able to smash thousands of stones with one palm.
"Well, I'm going to kill him and make a corpse!"
There was a poisonous master from Yingdumen who joined Xun Shenzong. His hands were raised, and a group of black poisonous bees turned up and down, entangled toward Jiang Tian.
There are still more than 20 such worshipers. They are from different martial arts sects and families, each with their own strengths, the swords are cold and flashing, the inner strength and breath are bursting, and some poisonous gas is diffused and some are hit Fu Yan, both powerful and unmatched, is that Ye Zhantian is here, and he has to deal with it with great pain.
"where is she?"
In this regard, Jiang Tian's face was calm and he turned a blind eye to all these attacks.
The old king looked somber and a playful smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, but said nothing.
"Don't say? Okay, then I'll kill you until you say it!"
Jiang Tian smiled coldly, took one step, and waved his hand.
auzw.com This wave looks unremarkable.
But in the eyes of the strong, just like the ancient gods are arguing with mountains and rivers.
Boom! With a rush, a torrent of golden true yuan blasted Li Xiangfeng's sword directly into pieces, whether it was sword qi, sword awns, poisonous bees, hidden weapons or runes, all turned into powder in one second. Then, the torrent of Zhenyuan continued to blast Li Xiangfeng into flesh.
But this is the beginning.
The second step.
Jiang Tian waved a wave of golden swordsman with a length of three feet and directly bowed 20 elite disciples.
Huh!
Blood surged like a tide, and twenty elite disciples shot the blood arrows in the neck vigorously, raising their heads high.
third step.
These heads haven't landed yet. Jiang Tian has sold the third step. Jiang Tian raised his hand and patted it like a fly.
Bang! A giant palm-shaped giant palm fell into the sky, crushing the void, as if the Buddha photographed Wuzhishan, and directly took the big Luohan from the King Kong Temple into flesh, and the brass zen stick was twisted into twists.
the fourth step.
Jiang Tian hit the air with three fingers.
The golden finger-like mans fired like Barrett's armor-piercing projectile, blasting the offerings from Shadow Poison Gate and the heads of two other masters like rotten watermelons.
the fifth step.
Jiang Tianxiao Hei Fei Jian finally shot, like a black star chasing the moon, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, directly piercing three elite disciples who worshiped and twelve converted into a chest, and the blood waves shot Everywhere.
Every time Jiang Tian takes a step, he kills many people. Every time he makes a shot, several strong men will fall, just like the devil who harvested life.
It doesn't matter if you are a martial arts master, a powerful sword repairer, a master with a poison weapon, or a master of horizontal training.
"Break!"
"Kill kill kill!"
Jiang Tian, ​​like chopping melon and cutting vegetables, kills mercilessly, washing blood all the way.
In a blink of an eye, hundreds of experts were killed or injured in the hall.
Only Lao Wang and his wife and 20 undisclosed disciples and offerings have not yet been affected.
"As soon as you came to my deity, you killed the king, and you do n’t know who your character is? How did the deity provoke you?"
Seeing this, even the old king Wang slightly moved, a dignified color appeared on his face, and his eyes asked sharply.
"My name is Jiang Taichu!"
"What? You are Jiang Taichu!"
Everyone was surprised when they heard it. Especially the few young people from Yanjing turned wild.
Jiang Taichu!
This name is so shocking!
After the old king's face changed slightly, he calmly arched his hand and laughed, "It was really disrespectful to be the master Jiang of the world! It ’s so old and famous, like thunderbolt! However, we sang God and Master Jiang Xiangjing water does not commit river water, why did you come to kill? "
Jiang Tian held the blood-stained little black flying sword and smiled coldly: "Old King, I have a friend named Huang Linger, a Jinling person. Did you bind her in the Fulong Mountain in the suburb of Jinling?"
Within one month of the God of King Sect, there were dozens of warriors abducted and killed. Where did the old King Wang remember?
He looked at the second disciple Xu Shijie.
Xu Shijie nodded extremely weakly.
The old king had a clear understanding of his heart, and turned his head and smiled lightly: "Oh, Master Jiang, this is really what my disciples did, and I ’m so sorry for it. However, Master Jiang Mingjian, we have the Shenzong as hermit door, very few Walking in the secular world, I did not know that the girl was Master Jiang, otherwise I would never touch her! "
"Where is she?" Jiang Tian asked.
"People have been killed by the old king!" Next, the old girl suddenly sighed and interjected.
"What? People are dead!"
Jiang Tian trembled and trembled, and in the widest eyes, there was a rush of murderous intentions, and a surge of murderous energies pushed out.
The old queen felt that the old queen's words seemed inappropriate.
He didn't kill Huang Linger himself, he didn't even see it at all, he was escorted to Yanjing by his disciples.
Moreover, this furnace tripod was injured. Baidi City must wait for her to recover, and when her blood is strong, she will absorb her breath, and she must be alive.
But he didn't correct it, so he couldn't tell Baidicheng.
Shenzong has its own rules.
There must be no problem with the furnace tripod sent out, nor the possibility of getting it back halfway, let alone the buyer.
"I did not expect that my disciples were tied to Master Jiang. This is really a flood of Longwang Temple. The family does not know the family!"
Looking at Jiang Tian's sorrow and indignation, Old Man Wang sighed and advised:
"But the so-called death can not be resurrected, and Master Jiang should not be too sad. Old age has no intention of Master Jiang and Tianmeng. Master Jiang is broad-minded and should not care about it anymore."
He grinned and said carefully:
"As long as you don't blame the past, Tianmeng and Zongshen Zong will be close allies! Wanting to come from a male figure like Master Jiang will make a wise choice between the big forces like Zongshen Zong and a common woman!"