"Hahahaha! It sounds so nice, I'm going to be scared!"
"Chu, you should first think about how to save your life!"
"Dare to threaten us at this time, are you afraid that your head is flooded?"
"Such a sect must be destroyed by someone!"
The elders and disciples who had retired from the sect shook their heads and sneered, wantonly mocking Chu Tianhua.
Jiang Tian slowly shook his head, his eyes indifferent.
At this time, a group of martial arts experts such as Yin Jiuying and Lu Tianlong had already stepped up into the air and rushed towards the dozen or so upper realm experts.
A long way away, he bowed his knees and paid respects.
"Sect Master Yin Jiuming of Qingtian Sect pays homage to the seniors, and is willing to be the pawns of seniors and let them be sent!"
"Kun Yuan sect lord Lu Tianlong calls to see all the seniors, and is willing to take the sect's foundation to join the predecessors and serve them!"
"My Profound Spirit Sect has been accumulated for more than 100,000 years, with countless disciples and strong background. I am willing to serve my seniors. If I can be guided by seniors, it will be the greatest honor!"
"The Wu family of Chuanyun Country is willing to be the senior..."
"Noisy!"
A cold snort suddenly sounded, and everyone's hearts trembled suddenly.
But when they looked up to the opposite side, they saw that the strong men above were looking down at them with contempt, their eyes cold and indifferent.
"This group of ants is not only an eyesore but also very wordy!"
"Go out."
Before the words fell, a strong white robe gently raised his hand and patted a giant white palm.
"Damn it!"
"not good!"
"Do not……"
Bang bang bang... boom boom!
A terrifying coercion enveloped the void, and the white giant palm swept away without delay, blasting the flesh of these warriors!
The great masters of the lower realm, such as Yin Jiuming, the supreme master of the Qingtian Sect and Lu Tianlong, the master of the Kunyuan Sect, all fell. The other warriors who hadn't exploded their bodies were not able to escape, and their bodies were hugely palmed. Yu Wei tore into pieces severely and fell on the spot.
Hiss hiss!
"Oh my God!"
"These upper realm powerhouses... completely kill without blinking!"
"Ants! In their eyes, we are just a group of ants, totally worthless!"
Everyone was shocked and sucked in cold air. Many people couldn't help but start to rejoice that they didn't rush up with those people, otherwise they would have died now.
The giant palm's lingering power continued, and it swept down with a cloud of blood mist, and it was about to rush into the crowd in the square. The scene was terrifying!
"Gosh!"
"Run!"
"It's over!"
"Do not……"
The warriors in the square exclaimed in shock, but found that they couldn't move at all.
The giant palm has not yet fallen, and the terrible pressure has already enveloped them one step ahead, solidifying their spiritual power, as if a mountain is pressed on their bodies, and they can only wait to die in place.
These people are not only ordinary martial artists, but also elders and disciples who have just announced their withdrawal from Azure Cloud Sect.
Fear filled their hearts, despair engulfed them deeply, and a tragic scene was about to appear!
At this moment, an amazing scene appeared!
Jiang Tian waved his hand, and a giant purple palm suddenly appeared in the air, spreading horizontally, blocking the crowd.
Rumble!
The purple giant palm exudes an astonishing aura, as if a giant wall lay there, blocking the white giant palm falling from the sky and isolating its coercion, the warriors below loosened their bodies and regained self-control.
"It's Jiang Jibong!"
"He shot!"
"We are saved!"
Everyone screamed and saw the hope of survival.
The disciples who had previously announced their withdrawal from the sect were also in ecstasy at this time.
The appearance of the giant purple palm also loosened their bodies, which seemed to be able to save their lives.
Only the next moment, someone suddenly found something wrong!
"Hi! No! That palm print... didn't cover us!"
"Gosh!"
"Damn it!"
"What is Jiang Tian doing?"
"Why doesn't he protect us?"
"No!"
"Do not……"
Bang!
Accompanied by a horrified exclaim, the white giant palm slammed into the purple palm print, but only half of it was blocked.
The other half still swooped in and slammed into the crowd below.
These people are the same group of people who previously announced their withdrawal from the clan!
Bang bang bang bang... boom boom!
The bodies of these people exploded like flies, and died in despair and regret. The scene was horrifying.
Most of the warriors who retired from the sect were killed and injured in an instant, while the other warriors who were only a short distance away, under the aura of the purple giant palm, were unharmed and survived.
Hiss hiss!
Wow!
"Jiang's method of worship is terrible!"
"He did it intentionally!"
"Fortunately, I didn't offend Jiang Jifeng and Azure Cloud Sect, otherwise I would be dead now."
"But it's guaranteed for a while, and it's hard to guarantee a lifetime. Can Jiang Gongfeng really block those upper realm powerhouses?"
Everyone looked at each other, the ecstasy in their hearts disappeared instantly, and their faces became difficult to look again.
A palm print is so terrible. If a dozen people make a move together, the scene will be terrifying. Can Jiang Tianzhen be able to stop it?
Everyone shook their heads and sighed, not optimistic about him.
After all, the upper realm powerhouse, in the eyes of everyone, is a godlike existence, a great terror that surpasses this realm warrior.
In front of such a strong man, Jiang Tian is afraid that he will eventually lose, and eventually die in hatred!
"Three fellow daoists, are you willing to fight with me?"
The ancestor Lingyan spoke suddenly, his eyes radiating a fanatical light!
"Since it's here, why not?"
The ancestor of Fengshen nodded his head, the eyebrows were radiant!
"It's no regrets for the old to be able to fight the strong from the upper realm in this life!"
The ancestor Wuli took a deep breath, the whole body surging.
"My generation of warriors, why be afraid of a battle!"
A strong fighting spirit surged in Bing Xuanzi's heart, and the void beside him was crushed and twisted by his aura.
"Hahahaha! Good! Jiang Jifeng, today I will fight with you hand in hand, have a great fight!"
The ancestor Lingyan looked up at the sky, laughed wildly, and said decisively.
It's just that they all know that no matter how many people shoot, they can't be the opponent of the upper realm powerhouse. This encounter will eventually end tragically.
However, in the final battle of the road of spiritual practice, you can let go of more than a dozen high-level experts, not to fall into the prestige of the powerful, and live up to the martial arts obsession in your heart!
The warriors present were infected by their pride, and their eyes brightened, and they wanted to join the fight.
But they knew that with their own strength, they might not even be able to touch the shadow of the upper realm powerhouse.
"Yue Yunpeng, the imperial captain of the Tianfeng Empire, is willing to join Jiang for a battle!"
"Tianyao Sect Master Jiang Rulan, I would like to enshrine Jiang for a battle!"
"Sect Master Tianyao succeeds his disciple Song Xianglan, and is willing to fight with Brother Jiang!"
"Chu Tianhua, with all the sects, would like to enshrine with Jiang for a battle!"
"Shang Yunfei and Li Xiang swear to follow the elder brother to the death, willing to fight to the death!"
"Bai Ling'er is willing to enshrine with Jiang and challenge the strong in the upper realm!"
