Chapter 2294: angry!

Chapter 2294 Anger!
At the same time that this voice sounded, a scene that made him a little bit dumbfounded but more and more jealous appeared!
On that round of "Fire Color Xuanyang", a face pattern was surprisingly transformed!
It seems that the eyes, nose, and mouth are all available, and even the expression is very clear. He is clearly an arrogant old man, and he looks like a senior man!
"This...what the is this?"
The blood-robed old man asked himself how to cultivate, and he had a lot of experience, but he was still surprised when he saw the "fire-colored Xuanyang" in front of him, and even had a chill on his back.
With his profound experience for most of his life, he has never heard of such an existence in the martial arts world!
This is obviously not a human warrior, nor does it have the aura of any monster race, but it clearly exudes the coercion comparable to a half-step Xuantian realm powerhouse, and it is also full of intelligence, living the image of a senior expert!
This is too exaggerated, right?
The blood-robed old man was shocked and felt like he was dreaming!
"Stop talking nonsense! Repel this person before talking, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face ruthlessly!"
At this critical juncture, Jiang Tian had no intention of talking nonsense with the other party. Even a sentence or two might miss the opportunity and cause regret.
Therefore, when he saw that the Holy Venerable Fire Spirit posed a habitual posture above his predecessor, his face immediately sank and he scolded him coldly!
"You kid..." Although the Fire Spirit Sovereign was a little embarrassed, he didn't act immediately.
"Ok?"
But what responded to him was Jiang Tian's cold snort and chilly eyes!
"You...cough cough, forget it, who asked the deity to ask you?" The Holy Venerable Fire Spirit shook his head and sighed, revealing his helpless expression.
The next moment, his eyelids rolled, his body shook for a while, and he looked at the giant palm that was about to blast!
"Oh? Spirit-level magic weapon...No, it's a remnant treasure!"
The Fire Spirit Sovereign was slightly startled, a faint surprise flashed in his eyes!
But his reaction was nothing more than that, and a sneer appeared in a blink of an eye.
Hearing the suspicion of the Fire Spirit Sovereign, the blood-robed old man smiled sternly, his eyes bright and cold!
"Hmph! You have some eyesight, but no matter what you are, this palm is enough to hurt you or even annihilate you!"
The blood-robed old man looked at the "fire-colored Xuanyang" and shook his head coldly, his eyes flashed with contempt.
"What are you talking about?" The Holy Venerable Huo Ling was initially frustrated, but he couldn't vent to Jiang Tian. He was immediately enraged when he heard this!
"You little king and eighty-shelled turtle grandson, how dare you be so disrespectful to your deity? How dare you be so rampant? Even if your ancestor is standing in front of me, I'm afraid I don't have the courage!
The Fire Spirit Sovereign screamed, and the fire glowed in his eyes, radiating a hot breath, but this hot breath contained a certain astonishing chill, which made the blood-robed old man trembled!
But when he heard such unbearable words from the other party, he was still furious instantly!
"Fuck your mother! What are you? How dare you insult this elder and kidnap my ancestors? Go to death!"
The blood-robed old man was furious, raising his right hand with a vicious wave and falling.
Boom... boom!
Accompanied by a violent loud noise, the blood cloud giant palm and the coercion that enveloped the ground seemed to merge together, and the momentum of the fall speeded up after the power skyrocketed, and it was about to engulf the Fire Spirit and Jiang Tian in one fell swoop!
"Fire Spirit Sovereign!!"
Jiang Tian roared furiously, his eyes widened, and he had obviously endured to the limit!
"Humph! Since the deity left the customs, you are the first person to dare to be so disrespectful to me. This will let you know how good I am!"
The fire glow in the eyes of the fire spirit sacred soaring, and the whole body trembled, and suddenly disappeared in the same place!
Boom!
The next moment, accompanied by a terrifying roar, the giant blood cloud palm that was about to blast down suddenly stopped in the air, and was unable to fall for a long time!
"Hi! This... how is this possible?"
The blood-robed old man's face sank, and his heart was shaken!
This blood palm is brewed up to this moment, the power is not only as simple as the full blow of the spirit-level remnant treasure, but also the powerful power bonus accumulated by continuous downward pressure.
It is no exaggeration to say that if this palm is blasted in place, the final attack will surpass the power of this spirit-level residual treasure and achieve the effect of 20% of the complete blood cloud claw!
But it was such a terrifying blow that was actually held up in the air by a weird round of "Fire Color Xuanyang"!
This is too exaggerated, right?
Rumble!
As the horrible explosions continued to be heard in the void, the blood-robed old man's mind was also roaring, and his eyes were full of shock and incredible light.
"Impossible! Even a half-step Xuantian realm martial artist who is equal to the old man, it is impossible to force the blood cloud claw to strike with all the strength when the offensive is complete, what are you...what?"
The blood-robed old man uttered a shocked cry, his thoughts surged wildly, his face became extremely ugly!
The situation is already very obvious. If this weird round of "Fire Color Xuanyang" cannot be solved, he will not be able to win Jiang Tian.
But after seeing the other party's methods, he really didn't have much confidence!
"Little King Babie Grandson, do you think this is over? The deity's methods have not really been displayed yet!"
Rumble!
Accompanied by a deep cold drink, the giant blood cloud palm that was held in the air suddenly trembled. The next moment, under the horrified gaze of the blood-robed old man, he was suddenly lifted up and rushed forward abruptly. !
"Damn it! This is impossible!"
The blood-robed old man's complexion changed drastically, and he let out a horrified exclamation, and there was already a storm in his mind!
Since Jiang Tian had these methods, why didn't he use them in the first place?
Did he do this because he wanted to play a monkey?
This kid...what is it?
A disciple of Azure Cloud Sect?
The peak of martial arts among the younger generation of Canglan Country?
Do not!
wrong!
If his identity is just that, it is impossible to have such weird means.
After all, it was just this round of "Fire Color Xuanyang" that made him, a half-step Xuantian realm expert, unable to capture it.
There is no doubt that this kid definitely has another origin!
"Who on earth are you?"
The blood-robed old man forced the shock of his heart and looked at Jiang Tian with cold eyes.
If the opponent is really a descendant of a super family from a large empire, or a genius disciple of some super sect, let alone him, even the Holy Blood Palace or even the Profound Saint Organization may not be able to provoke it.
Such a young genius may not be great in itself, but it has to be cautious when it comes to the super family or sect forces behind it.
Although the Profound Sage Organization is powerful and deep-rooted, it is only relative.
Once you encounter the superpowers of those large empires, even the high-level members of the Profound Saint Organization must carefully weigh them.