Tyrant Dragon Emperor

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He had already seen that the other party did not use blood or spiritual power at all. This punch only used the power of the flesh, which was incredible!

"Is he really a master at building the peak of the Spirit Realm?" The black-clothed killer flashed a thought in his mind, shocked.

Jiang Tian sneered, his figure flashed, and his right fist struck him again, ready to take it in one fell swoop.

However, another assassin standing ten feet away suddenly shot at this moment!

"Broken!" This person uttered a strange cry, and a strange white light flew out of his hand, slashing towards Jiang Tian's arm at an astonishing speed.

The corners of Jiang Tian's eyes twitched, and his inner alertness rose!

Not to mention what the white light is, he obviously felt that once he was cut, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable.

Before he could think about it, Jiang Tian shouted, his bloodline and spiritual power exploded, and his body disappeared in an instant.

Snapped!

Bai Guang emptied, and let out a scream like tearing through the void!

Like a long whip, Bai Guang swiftly chased Jiang Tian's back and sprinted away, completely with the momentum of a single blow.

"Unreasonable!" Jiang Tian frowned, feeling scared for a while.

This white light was extremely strange, even more terrifying than the black light just now.

What is even more troublesome is that these two killers are obviously extremely skilled in cooperation, which can be said to be seamless.

If he hadn't practiced "Xing Luobu", that one shot would have caused him to be seriously injured and dying!

After fighting like this, he will undoubtedly lose sight of one another. The small house has little space for him to move around.

Jiang Tian already understood that he had obviously underestimated the other party.

"Blasting Spirit Fist!" Thinking of this, Jiang Tian screamed and exploded simultaneously with both fists.

Light flashed in the void, and two purple rays of light rose from his fist instantly!

Bang, bang!

Two horrible powers burst out, and the two assassins were forcibly retreated. Jiang Tian's figure flashed out of the room.

"Want to run? Not that easy!"

"Under the hands of'Hei Ming Shuang Sha', no one can escape alive!" The two assassins screamed out, curling up two yin winds.

Jiang Tian did not escape, but fell into the yard with a sway.

It was inconvenient to perform in the room just now, and the other party was two desperadoes who cooperated tacitly. It was too much for him. Now when he arrived in the courtyard, he certainly no longer had any scruples.

"Two of these talents can be regarded as one of the strongest people, and they can be alone wherever they go. Why are they willing to be driven to do such a desperate thing?" Jiang Tianmu shot cold light, and a murderous aura rose from his body.

Looking at the two black-clothed assassins, his eyes flashed with two spirits, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

He was worried that he could not find a strong opponent to sharpen his skills, but the other party came to the door at this time. This is simply a gift in the snow, this is a rare opportunity!

Although it was a little more dangerous, the more it was, the harder he was.

If you can't even pass this level, what Spirit Sword Academy do you want? What about the one-year agreement?

If you can't even kill two killers, why face the many geniuses of the Spirit Sword Academy!

The two killers' expressions darkened, and they said coldly, "Everyone has their own ambitions, I'm happy to do this!"

"Stop wordy, kill him quickly!"

The two screamed strangely, staggered like ghosts, and killed Xiang Jiang Tian again.

In this kind of open space, although Jiang Tian is no longer tied up, the other party is equally easy to display.

So, whoever lives and lives depends on the true strength.

"Come on! Let me see what you are capable of!" Jiang Tian yelled, a sharp sharp piercing in his eyes!

He unfolded "Xing Luo Step" and turned into a gust of wind, his body seemed to be a phantom, perfectly blended into the night, making it difficult for the opponent to capture.

"Spirit Fist!" Jiang Tian shouted violently, and his right fist blasted out like lightning.

The power of the bloodline surged violently, and instantly turned into a purple light bursting through the air, blasting heavily on the body of a black-clothed killer.

This black-clothed assassin has the strength of the eighth level of the spirit building realm, and his physical body is not weak, but under the power of Jiang Tian's fist, he still feels like a big enemy.

"Damn! Why is this kid so powerful?" The black-clothed killer was full of confidence, but suddenly discovered that under Jiang Tian's violent bombardment, many methods were not easy to use.

Bang!

A purple light flashed, and the violent force shook the killer away.

Jiang Tian didn't stop, his figure flickered and rushed towards another killer.

"Entangled!" The man cried out strangely, and a white light flew out of his hand, twisting and twisting around Jiang Tian's fist.

It wasn't until this time that Jiang Tian could see clearly that what this person was holding was a slender white silk thread!

Jiang Tian yelled violently, once again used the explosive spirit fist, the purple fist shadow blasted out, and hit the white silk more than ten feet away.

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

A harsh screaming sound followed, and the white silk thread seemed to be sharper than a sharp knife, stabbing into the shadow of the purple fist forcibly, and the sound made was very heart palpitating.

"Hiss! What kind of baby is this?" Jiang Tian shrank his eyes and fluttered back with a fierce punch.

The bloodline spiritual power contained in this fist just now plus the physical strength is more than 40,000 catties, and even ordinary swords and swords will be shattered by him.

But the white silk of the black killer was unharmed, it was incredible!

The magic weapon used by the martial artist is divided into several levels, namely human, earth, sky, and spirit. Above this, it is said that there are even more terrifying magic weapons.

Even the lowest human rank magic weapon, its strength and power are much higher than the world's treasured swords and swords.

Jiang Tian quickly realized that even if this white silk thread wasn't a human-level magic weapon, it might not be far away.

"Hehehehe! The'Hunting Silk' is extremely hard and sharper than a rare sword. It is not wrong to die in its hands!" The black-clothed assassin laughed strangely and rushed towards Jiang Tian again.

At the same time, the other black assassin also rushed over.

The two of them held the white "Hunhunsi" in one hand, and the other wielded the black "Hunhunsi" and strangled towards Jiang Tian.

"Don't be wordy, kill him immediately!" The assassin holding the black "soul silk" in his hand yelled, and a terrifying killing intent surged all over his body.

"'Hound Soul Silk', the name sounds good, you can leave these two magic weapons!" Jiang Tian's eyes lit up with a fiery light, and the aura of the whole body widened, urging the breath of the fifth layer of the spirit building to the extreme.

boom!

A striking purple light rose from Jiang Tian, ​​and a dull roar followed, and the surrounding void was slightly distorted!

"Huh? Bloodline talent! This kid turned out to be the fifth floor of the Spirit Building Realm!"

"Huh, only five floors, even ten floors are useless! Go to hell!"

Two black-clothed assassins roared and charged up, the black and white "spirit-wrapping silk" swiftly swayed to kill Jiang Tian's vitals.