Chapter 757: Dixian bowed his head, Song Shuangyan's remorse

"This is the Qinglong sword spirit of Qingsuo Sword! I didn't expect it to exist!"
At this moment, Zhou Zixuan, Li Jiuyou, and other Chinese strong men were all frantic and extremely excited, as if they had met beautiful women.
"This is terrible! Master Jiang is really dangerous!"
Even a few miles apart, the Wolf King felt the horrible power of Qinglong at that moment, the magnificent and magnificent momentum, his legs fluttered softly, almost paralyzed.
Yes, he felt a kind of extreme coercion, as if the thousands of mountains were under pressure, and he wanted to break his bones.
"Dragon! Huaxia's Dragon! This is incredible!"
"Huaxia's dragon, the legendary beast, who can resist it?"
The other moon worshiping wolf tribes, as well as many Russian strong men, all fell on their knees, cast their bodies and worshiped.
Slowly say that this blue dragon sword spirit has been cultivated and sacrificed by the powerful men of all ages, and it contains vast mana itself.
Just that terrible figure scared people to death.
What concept is three or four hundred meters long, can hold a football field! Beyond any known creature in the world!
Such a thing, like the sky across the sky, is like a mountain, bringing great visual impact, and phobias can be triggered!
"Roar!"
The blue dragon sword spirit danced in vain, with mighty strength and high strength, his eyes widened, and his scales exploded, as if blasted by an evil wolf.
The next moment, it opened its mouth wide and blasted a thick flame towards the little black flying sword.
The flame was tens of meters long. Suddenly, the snowy mountains below Xiaohei Feijian collapsed. The ice that had been silent for many years melted in an instant, and the water vapor transpired and ran down like a waterfall.
Xiao Hei Fei Jian is one of them!
But the next moment, the speed soared, pulling out a sharp swordman that was more than 500 meters across the world.
This 100-meter sword-mantle, like a black line, easily penetrated the high-temperature fire spewed by the sword spirit, and cut off the sword-like giant skull like a knife and cut off the water.
The Qinglong Sword Spirit has been nourished by many people for centuries. It is as thin as a water tank, and it can hold missiles in volley, like sapphire scales. Under the sharp black swordsman, as solidified The butter is burnt through a hot knife and is usually passed in one stroke.
"Howl—!"
Qinglong Sword Spirit screamed sternly.
Just a few meters after its huge skull fell, many uncontrollable auras exploded.
Bang Bang!
It's like a series of missiles firing continuously.
There are huge cyan flowers blooming in the sky, stretching into a stretch, one kilometer long.
Rumble!
Below it, seven hundred or eight icebergs over 100 meters in height continuously collapsed and collapsed, like a major earthquake.
The explosion was very close to Situ Xiao, and a circle of chaos consisting of sword spirit fragments, ice and snow, gravel and fiery fire shrouded Situ Xiao in an instant.
No one can see his condition clearly.
"Situ Senior Stuart"
"Did it fall?"
Everyone watched with enthusiasm and regrets.
Whether it is Jiang Tian or Situ Xiao, people feel a spirit and a power!
Seek the limit of human power, go against the sky, never give in, never stop!
Magnificent as God!
They are like Prometheus who stole Skyfire.
They marched in ups and downs, beating sky fire in their eyes, beating the flames of cultivating civilization, and pursuing the limits of humanity. That was a passion of martyrs!
Huh!
When the dust cleared, Situ Xiao appeared.
He stood on top of a mountain that had been blown up halfway, with most of the blue rope sword broken in his hand.
His left arm shattered, and Sensen's bones and strands of muscle fibers were blowing weakly.
There was a blood hole in his chest, and the blood on his chest was mottled, but it seemed to have coagulated by some secret method, and did not flow down.
"I lost!"
Situ Xiao laughed bitterly, looking at Jiang Tian in the sky, and said, "I am convinced that I have lost my mouth!"
The audience was exclaimed.
"How can you lose to Jiang Tian! How is this possible!"
Song Shuangyan danced and shouted unwillingly.
"Senior Stuart, you are already a fairy, and the mystery of condensing the body is more than a thousand?"
Li Jiuyou couldn't help asking.
The meaning is very clear. Consolidating the flesh can still be a battle. Why should we give up so quickly?
This is also the confusion of many people in Zhou Zixuan!
In fact, let's talk about the pinnacle battle between human immortal and earth immortal.
Everyone can condense the physical body, as long as the essence and blood are not exhausted, it is not the end!
"Master Jiang's restraining power is too powerful, it almost reaches the rule to move freely and everywhere!"
Situ Xiao asked bitterly:
"If the trail is correct, there is a prohibition on this black flying sword that makes it impossible to repair the wound! Right?"
"You know the goods!"
Jiang Tian nodded in appreciation.
auzw.com Everyone heard the words, and they were frightened, and their hearts were cold.
Jiang Tian's prohibition is terrible!
Even if you can't repair everything, how is it different from ordinary people?
"This prohibition still exists on me, to put it plainly, at this time, all the ways to repair the method are useless!"
Situ Xiao said:
"And Master Jiang just passed that sword and passed it by his chest. It was only an inch away from my heart. Want to come to Master Jiang's amazing sensibility, should this be your intentional mercy?"
"Yes, you have a good talent. I have no deep hatred with you. Too many killers, I'm tired!"
Jiang Tian was very authentic.
"Master Jiang, holding a sharp sword to flatten the world, set the sun and the moon as the gods of the past!"
Situ Xiao respectfully stood up, abandoned his sword to the ground, worshipped deeply toward Jiang Tian, ​​and lowered his noble head.
"Tao Xiao Situ Xiao admires everything and admires it so much that he is willing to be a dog under Master Jiang's door!"
The whole iceberg archipelago was silent, everyone looked at this shocking scene in breathlessness.
At this point, Dixian bowed his head and worshiped, only Jiang Tian stood with his hands in the air, arrogant, like an immortal!
"He unexpectedly bowed his head!"
Song Shuang Yan Jiao's body shook, her face pale, and then she couldn't help shaking.
Everyone was shocked, and a stormy sea was set in their hearts, and they stared at the scene dullly.
Before his fingertips, under the coercion of Li Jiuyou, Zhou Zixuan, Hao Taichong, Wolf Ancestor and Situ Xiao, Jiang Tian seemed to be dead.
Even Alexander Wolf, the wolf king, didn't have much confidence in Jiang Tian!
These immortal saints, and even a divine immortal, are all famous people a hundred years ago, once in charge of one country and one religion, have the power to destroy the world and destroy the world!
Which one looks stronger than Jiang Tian, ​​it seems that Jiang Tian has no possibility of winning!
But at the fingertips, Jiang Tian trampled on the wolf ancestor, crushed Hao Taichong, slapped Zhou Zixuan and Li Jiuyou, and let Situ Xiao kneel down and bow down, sincerely worship!
In such a dangerous situation, so many terrible strong men, Jiang Tian turned upside down!
"Hundred years of immortality, who wants to spread this, who will believe it?"
Until now, Chinese powerhouses such as Li Jiuyou and Zhou Zixuan couldn't believe it, feeling like dreams.
A sporadic that has risen in the secular world, just a few years ago, was an ordinary person, and now stepped on the Huaxia semi-hermitage door!
Gu Wudang, Dian Cang, Emei Sword School, Tianshan School, and a Hongmen ancestor are not Jiang Tian's opponents!
If you say this, who will believe it?
"Well, looking at the world now, who can suppress Jiang Taichu?"
Zhou Zixuan shook his head and sighed, there was a sense of lateness of the hero.
Compared with Jiang Tian, ​​he really feels he has repaired his dog's belly!
After hundreds of years of hard work, they became a single immortal, but after only four years of cultivation, they were overwhelmed!
"I am afraid that there are only the Dark Council and the Holy See in the West, and only Kunlun and Hongmeng can fight against him in China!"
Li Jiuyou suddenly moved in her heart, feeling emotion.
He now suspects that even if Ye Tianren is born, if he fights alone, he may not be Jiang Tian's opponent. Only Kunlun and Hongmeng masters can qualify!
"Situ Xiao, I'll help you repair the residual arm!"
Jiang Tian sighed softly.
Situ Xiao is a good person. His vision and pattern are extraordinary.
He challenged Jiang Tian, ​​not for personal grudges, but for the peak of martial arts.
Moreover, this person is very bright.
From beginning to end, he only used his own combat power and mana, without using many guards or attacking magic weapons!
This is true learning and confirmation, not for winning by all means!
"What? My broken arm can still be repaired?"
Situ Xiao couldn't believe it, and looked ecstatic.
"How difficult is this?"
Jiang Tian smiled indifferently, holding out a finger in his right hand.
Suddenly, the sheer vitality of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, and gathered in the air into a mysterious amulet.
On this rune, there are countless mysterious runes engraved, with a breath of exuberant life.
Like a small world full of vitality, it runs on its own, endlessly.
He is now practicing eight layers of qi, and this method of repairing the physical body can be carried by his own hands.
Subsequently, Jiang Tian flicked his finger, and the rune flew out, wrapping Situ Xiao's remnant arm.
Everyone was shocked to see that on Situ Xiao's remnant arm, the meridians, blood vessels, and muscles recovered and thrived at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
With only a few breaths of effort, the skin was covered, and the arms were intact, as if never hurt.
Later, Jiang Tianyou played a similar rune to repair the arm of the wolf king.
"Master Jiang, from now on, you will be my master!"
Suddenly, the wolf king was very grateful. He worshiped Jiang Tian three times and worshiped five times, and cast his ground as if seeing the true god.
After doing all this, Jiang Tian fluttered to the ground, walked slowly to Song Shuangyan, the old was laughing, "Song Shuangyan, how do you feel now!"
"Jiang Tian, ​​please forgive me! I am willing to be your slave and serve you all my life.
Song Shuangyan was so shocked that he fell at Jiang Tian's feet, holding his legs and scratching his head, asking for forgiveness.
At this time, she really regretted her intestines.
That deep regret was that I couldn't wash it when I exhausted all three rivers and all seas. There was an urge to cry, and tears flickered in the beautiful eyes.