Chapter 132: Physical break

When Jiang Tian arrived at the foot of the mountain, we saw that Wei Shuofeng had stood proudly on a huge rock on the summit, pulled out an antique pot, and looked at Jiang Tian coldly.
Like touching a loved one, Wei Shuofeng touched the clay pot, his eyes flashed with a bit of regret, a bit of regret, and an endless resolution, and he sighed, "Old man, thank you for being with me for so long."
The next moment, he raised his hand and threw the clay pot out of the air, and his right foot slammed suddenly, yelling loudly: "By listening to the Chaoshan ten miles to breathe!"
At this moment, half a kilometer away, the top of the building was exposed to the sun.
Cao Yong watching the war suddenly put down his telescope, exclaimed, shocked: "Grandpa, is this an earthquake?"
Everyone just felt that there was a tremor in the big buildings. It seemed that there were dragons standing on the ground, and they were standing still.
"Not good, Wei Shuofeng, the old boy, was forced into a hurry and used the Xuanhuang thick clay pot as the Xeon magic weapon!"
Cao Shixiong could not help but change his face.
"What's that? How so powerful!" The several senior generals present all looked very different.
After Cao Shixiong's cold sweats came down, his eyebrows twisted into a sigh, and he sighed: "The pottery pot is said to be used by the emperor Fuxi, and the ancient road pattern is engraved on it, which can communicate the breath of the earth!"
His face was shocked, his eyes trembled and flickered, "This magic weapon is of great lethality, and he is as good as a grass-cutting dog!"
Everyone saw with horror that at least within five kilometers of Wei Shuofeng's surroundings, the surging yellow veins of the veins turned into yellow awns visible to the naked eye, rushing from all directions towards the peak of Tingchao Mountain.
The location where Wei Shuofeng is here is soaring in yellowish color, emerging from the rocks and the ground, like Changhong, across hundreds of meters across the sky.
The majestic yellow earth air flowing continuously, on the clay pots, condensed into a mass of yellow light.
"This time, Jiang is too dangerous!"
Cao Shixiong's eyes were sorrowful, and he sighed, "It's a pity that such a stunning young man!"
"This clay pot engraved with ancient road patterns and communicated the spirit of the earth. My grandfather sat in the town to listen to Chaoshan for decades, and he sacrificed every day. The clay pot has long been integrated with the nearby mountains and rivers!"
In Tingchao Villa, Wei Peng climbed up, wiped off the blood on his lips, stared at the top of the mountain, and sank in a deep voice: "Unfortunately, my grandpa is only a master of Xuanxian after all, and he hasn't reached the level of Taoism. He can only It's time to start clay pots! "
His eyes were reddish, and his complexion sighed complexly: "Moreover, once there is a backwash of mana, it is possible to destroy people. It is unexpected that Jiang Taichu is so powerful, but it has forced my master to die!"
"If we can successfully kill Jiang Taichu today, Mr. Wei Lao's great grace, I will never forget it!"
Many rich and famous celebrities in the scene were shocked, and even some people were moved to tears, their hands clenched their fists, and bowed to Wei Shuofeng far away, in the most respectful and grateful voice of his life.
Bang!
Speaking late, it was fast, all of this, but it took place between a few breaths.
The dark yellow veins of the earth have been over the clay pots, forming a terrible dragon of more than ten meters in length.
The long dragon seemed really ordinary, Huang Guangcanran, the scales were made of gold, indestructible.
"Howl!"
The giant veins of the dragon in that vein were angry, the beard was swaying, the claws of the dragon were waving, the mighty, the roar moved the world, and everyone's eardrums were aching.
"Jiang Taichu, ten miles away, I see how you can handle it!"
Wei Shuo Feng screamed with a guilty scream, and the method was cited.
"I have a scent of yellowish air, which can crush the sky and the moon!"
Wei Shuofeng shouted loudly, his feet fiercely fell into the blue stone, a few inches deep!
After being madly backwashed by mana, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding with foam, dripping on his chest, like blossoming plum blossoms.
Suddenly, under his agitation, the long-abandoned earth dragon, like Zhoushan, fell down like Zhoushan, carrying the thunderous potential, and suppressed the past toward Jiang Tian.
In the villa, the celebrity giants who participated in the banquet were shocked to see this scene.
"I am afraid that even a tank car can collapse! It is no longer a manpower to carry it!" Bai Choufei said excitedly.
"Raising your hand to condense the breath, waving Jackie Chan, Wei Lao's method is not a human immortal, it is better than a human immortal!" Many celebrities and celebrities saw this miracle and burst into tears.
"Master Jiangbei Ye, hum, even if you are a divine spirit, this time, you have to die!" Tang Shaoze even chilled his eyes, and grunted his teeth coldly.
"Oh, is this your means of Wei Shuofeng?"
Jiang Tian's hair fluttered, his eyes snorted coldly, and suddenly, his feet were empty, as if walking on an invisible step, ascending to the sky.
Mrs. Jiang stepped out one step to rise to a height of one meter. After nine steps, she had already reached a height of nine meters.
At this point, the dragon had swooped in and was within easy reach.
"Anything you do, I'll break it with one punch!"
In this regard, Jiang Tian fearlessly rushed forward with a punch and yelled: "I said, you are nothing but a ants! A ants should have the consciousness of ants, you should lie on the ground and die silently!"
boom!
In the thunderous sound, Jiang Tian was so angry that he did not use all the immortal methods to fight directly with his physical body, and banged heavily on the ground vein Xuanhuang Qilong.
boom!
The air waves rolled, hurricaneed, and swept across a space of 20 meters. The sky was chaotic, and nothing could be seen clearly.
"kill!"
Jiang Tian's eyes flickered with red magic flames, his hair flying like an overhanging waterfall, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, breaking his body, and hitting the dragon with a fierce punch.
clang!
The sound like Huang Zhongda Lu shook the sky, stirred the eardrums of people, and shook the fragile nerves of people.
Everyone in Tingchao Villa, even hundreds of meters apart, was still so annoyed by his chest that he did not spit blood.
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boom!
boom!
The terrible popping sounds were united.
Xuanhuang Diqi Long Dragon coiled around the sky, his roar shook the sky, rammed into the sky, and violently hit Jiang Tian's fist and body.
The air flow billowed, and that space was torn by the breath wave, and it seemed to be in danger of annihilation.
Bang!
The last loud noise sounded like several explosives.
Several yellow air masses appeared, which continued to spread, and formed ripples, spreading for more than 100 meters, and had not drifted for a long time.
The terrible explosion sounded several kilometers away.
Even the people in the downtown area noticed the explosion and looked up one after another, looking towards the beach of the Chaoshan Cape.
"What's wrong? Listen to the explosion over Chaoshan"
"No one is quarrying the mountain!"
"How is that possible? That area is a scenic area, and the Tingchao Villa area is also the rich area of ​​our Yangcheng!"
"Maybe it's Mazu manifestation! Hurricane has just started!" Many citizens were shocked and baffled.
Today, listening to Chaoshan is a repeated sight.
The hurricane erupted, setting off huge waves, and then a shocking big bang, which attracted many guesses from the public.
A nearby citizen wanted to drive over to watch it, but after walking halfway, he was stopped by the police to persuade him to return.
But for the top officials and the military in Lingnan, they knew that today a terrible war happened here.
This battle is a trivial matter and will determine the pattern of political, commercial, and underground forces in Lingnan in the next few years.
"Master has won!"
When the sound stopped and the waves disappeared, Wei Peng cheered.
Many Jiangnan strong men also showed a smile of relief.
"Wei Shuo's Fengxian Master is really too strong! I am afraid that it will be suppressed and beheaded when it comes to God's Land!"
"When the world was gone, Jiang Taichu was as strong as he could be, but he could not bear the power of the earth's veins with his physical body!" Lamented the master of magic.
"Huh, get rid of this Master Jiang, we can march north and occupy Jiangbei!"
Tang Shaoze, Bai Choufei and others, a hung heart reassured, worry became ecstasy.
However, they suddenly saw Wei Peng's face change dramatically, just like they saw the devil, and they suddenly turned their heads.
I saw in the villa courtyard, a back of Xuan Changxuanang, carrying the xuanhuang thick earthenware pot, slowly falling from those white air masses.
He has a handsome and calm face, but his eyes flash with a dazzling light. Jun's face is as perfect as the finest artwork of God. He is white and dust-free, almost like a god.
Not who Jiang Tian is!
For a moment, all the noisy sounds in the entire villa courtyard seemed to be absorbed by the invisible huge sponge, leaving nothing but a still picture, a piece of raspberry was silent, and the needle could be heard.
Only in the distance came the sound of waves and thunder.
Everyone was stunned, and their eyes were shocked, but they did not even dare to make the slightest breathing sound, so that they could hear their frantic heartbeats inside and outside the villa.
Everyone was just stunned, silently looking at the figure of Xuan Changxuanang, unbelievable.
Wei Shuofeng used Xuanhuang thick earthenware pots to arouse the ten miles of atmosphere in Chaoshan Mountain, and even killed the gods, should n’t he be Jiang Tian? Why did he go down the mountain?
"Jiang Taichu, you, you haven't died! Have you taken the clay pot?"
Tang Shaoze's legs shuddered violently, and the cold sweat from the beans burst out, trembling incredibly.
Jiang Tian's method is like an immortal, even Wei Shuofeng can suppress it, making him scared, he can't wait to kneel on the ground to worship and worship, waving his tail and begging.
"Tang Jiang, my grandpa!" Wei Peng stepped forward and asked angrily.
"Ok?"
Jiang Tianmeng turned his head, his eyes flickered, and his forehead shot a sword of consciousness.
Wei Peng fell to the ground on the spot, Qiqiao bleed, let the electric mouse twitch violently for a while, and died with anger.
Although Jiang Tian's consciousness has been enhanced and strengthened, he is now in the third level of practicing Qi, and his consciousness has become stronger with it.
If his original consciousness was a flying sword, his current consciousness is bullets or even artillery!
Wei Peng's technique can't get into the realm of Taoism. Where can I support it for a while?
When everyone saw this, they were frightened and terrified.
Wei Xiaozheng has already obtained the true biography of Wei Shuofeng, who has been practiced in the Tao, but was hung up by Jiang Tian at a glance. Doesn't it mean that everyone can't stop his glory?
"Master Jiang, I have no disrespect, but Wei Lao has something to mention to everyone, and it is inevitable that he cares!"
Hongye Zhenren secretly took a sigh of relief, bowed his hands with his fists to the end, and said humbly, "Excuse me, Master Jiang, old people?"
"He has been shot dead with my palm!"
Jiang Tian's tone was light, as if killing Wei Shuofeng just crushed an ant.
Everyone present at the scene chuckled in their hearts, a heart fell straight into the abyss, their bodies were sweating cold, their eyes were terrifying, and they were a little puzzled.