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"That's right!" The little witch god laughed.

At their level, ordinary means are already useless, and the only way to win is to show all your strength and use all the tricks at the bottom of the box.

His long robe vibrated, and there was no wind blowing up, and the energy and blood in his body roared like thunder.

Even Jiang Tong's face showed a trace of solemnity.

The little witch god is very strong.

Almost invincible under Huashen.

It's just that Jiang Tong doesn't know, how are those peerless powerhouses in Huaguo compared to him?

The little witch god used his palm as a knife, and slashed across the air. A white knife aura several feet long traversed the sky, and slashed towards Jiang Tong.

For this blow, the little witch god didn't borrow the power of heaven and earth, but relied on his own vast cultivation to slash out.

Even if there is an armored vehicle here, it can be cut into two pieces by this blade light.

This kind of power has surpassed He Jin, and is between He Jin and Huashen.

Jiang Tong didn't move at all, his figure stood straight like a sword, facing the little witch god's peak slash, his expression didn't change.

'Bang! '

The light of the sword slashed at Jiang Tong's body like a steel strike, and then it was completely scattered by Jiang Tong's body.

"what!"

For the first time, the little witch god showed shock on his face.

He has traveled across South Asia for hundreds of years, and he has never met anyone who dared to use his physical body to attack him with all his strength.

Jiang Tong's face was stunned, and he slowly raised his two fingers, using the same method, to swipe down in the air.

Five Elements Qi Slash!

This supernatural power originally evolved from the Five Elements Qi Soldiers.

Teacher Jiang Tong once said that the five-element qi soldier was inspired by the five-element sword master, known as the number one supernatural power for killing in ancient and modern times.

As for this Five Elements Sword Master, Jiang Tong had never heard of it.

But the five-element qi soldiers he has realized can swallow the sky and have the ability to shake the heavens and the earth.

The qi was cut in the air, dazzling and dazzling, even the little witch god didn't dare to face it head-on.

"Sir, not only is he cultivated as a supernatural being, but he also possesses martial arts attainments, all of which are ingenious and unheard of."

"I have studied Huaguo martial arts for dozens of years, and I consider myself proficient in Huaguo martial arts, but the supernatural powers in my husband are something I have never seen before."

The little witch god understood more and more how Wuzang was killed.

Even when he faced Jiang Tong, he was at a loss and embarrassed.

Jiang Tong didn't answer.

Instead, he slowly pulled out a simple and majestic punch. This punch once killed two real people, Chen Baijue and Wu Zang.

The vitality of the sky gathered between the five fingers, and the moment Jiang Tong clenched his fist, it seemed as if he was holding the sky and the earth.

Then a fist blasted out, and a long light flew across the sky, destroying everything along the way.I saw a bright and dazzling light shooting out from the Witch God Tower.

It's like this piece of void is cut off by the divine light, and its power is terrifying.Even the hundred-story Witch God Tower under his feet couldn't bear the power of this punch.

In the eyes of the spectators, the Tower of the Witch God was crumbling, as if it would collapse at any moment.

As the little witch god waved his hand, hundreds of body-protecting qi condensed in front of him.

The next moment, facing Jiang Tong's punch that shook the sky, he saw layers of aura in front of the little witch god, like paper paste, disappearing continuously.

'Snapped! '

As the last layer of Gang Qi was torn apart by the fist light, the little witch god was shocked, watching the thousand-meter-spanning fist light pass through his body.

The little witch god vomited blood from his mouth and retreated, taking a step back, hundreds of meters into the air.

He has not yet reached the cultivation level of transforming gods, and has the ability to walk in the air for a short time.

If it falls from this height, even the little witch god will die.

With every step he took, he left a footprint several fingers deep on the top of the tower.When he fell back to the edge, he barely stopped the figure.

Before he could calm down, he raised his eyes and saw that the place where Jiang Tong was originally was already empty.

In an instant, the little witch god's hair stood on end.

Jiang Tong appeared beside him like a ghost, and he slammed his head on the little witch god's left shoulder.

'Crack! '

The bone broke, and Jiang Tong's palm fell deeply into the shoulder of the little witch god, blood gushed out like a fountain, and severe pain hit.

This palm has the ability to split mountains and crack earth, even the little witch god's body sank down a bit.

Two feet almost sank into the Witch God Tower.

"court death!"

The little witch god's eyes were wide open, and his blood was about to burn.

His cultivation base is rising steadily, as if it is endless.It has more than doubled in size than before.

Jiang Tong is too powerful.

The little witch god had an illusion that when he fought against him, it was as if he was facing a martial arts god.

From beginning to end, it was a crushing situation.

With every gesture of his hand, he attracted all the vitality of the world within a radius of [-] meters.

Invisibly, it was as if a mountain was lifted up and smashed down on top of Jiang Tong's head.

Amidst an explosion that shook for ten miles, the Witch God Tower went up a few floors and was shattered on the spot.

Dust and smoke rose everywhere, and rubble shot indiscriminately. This ancient pagoda with a history of hundreds of years in Wu Kingdom completely collapsed between the two of them.

Jiang Tong and the little witch god fell to the lower floor together.

But looking at the little witch god, his entire chest was stained red with blood. Although his breath rose sharply, the expression in his eyes was no longer the same as before, and he looked sluggish.

The little witch god forcibly raised his cultivation base to return himself to the peak, but the time for maintaining it was limited after all.

After the time passed, if the little witch god didn't break through, even if Jiang Tong didn't kill him, he would die by himself.

this battle.

As far as the little witch god is concerned, it is a matter of breaking through or dying!

Soon, the spectators who were thousands of meters away saw a series of divine lights shooting out from the inside of the Witch God Tower.

Everyone was dumbfounded and their hearts jumped wildly.

Whether it's Jiang Tong or the little witch god, the martial arts power they displayed exceeds everyone's cognition and understanding of martial arts real people.

Where is this real showdown?
It was basically two immortals fighting, and the Wushen Tower was almost torn down by them from top to bottom.

There was a dead silence at the scene, and everyone opened their eyes to the maximum, staring intently.

Inside the Witch God Tower.

The little witch god was already drenched in blood, his eyes were full of exhaustion, his chest was directly sunken, and many bones in his body were broken.

It is all supported by one breath that has been cultivated for a hundred years.

When this breath dissipated, the little witch god would not be far from defeat.

"Yes, I still underestimated you for being able to receive so many punches from me without dying."

Jiang Tong said lightly.

The little witch god's face was flat, coughing in his mouth: "This is the situation I want. If I can't face life and death directly, how can I learn from it and take the last step."

Jiang Tong frowned coldly, and punched out.

Counting in a low voice:

"The eighth punch!"

This punch directly left a blood hole the size of a bowl in the chest of the little witch god.

The internal organs were all shattered, and not a trace of blood flowed out.

Jiang Tong knew that the little witch god burned his blood and returned to the peak of the year, and he had almost burned his own blood.

Pick your eyes and look.

The little witch god swayed, and finally fell down, completely out of breath.

Jiang Tong looked away and was about to turn around and leave.

Just after taking a few steps, Jiang Tong seemed to sense something, he let out a small sigh, and turned around suddenly, looking at the little witch god who was completely out of breath.

watched for a while.

Jiang Tong's half-smile was not a smile:

"interesting!"

In the body of the little witch god, there is something at this moment, which seems to be transformed and reborn.