"Chiyou?"

When Yang Tian heard this, his brows furrowed.

Chi You is the god of Shinlomon, and there are many disciples, if the middle-aged man's grandfather is Chi You's disciple, then it is indeed a powerful existence.

Yang Tian hesitated like this, and the middle-aged man had already escaped.

"Destroy the sky!"

The middle-aged man shouted, a tiger roar sounded, and a strong divine breath erupted from the middle-aged man at this time, and he saw a wild tiger forming, opening his tiger teeth, and pounced towards Yang Tian.

The Tigers are fast.

Yang Tian had no way to dodge at all, and the wild tiger pounced, and the sharp tiger claws clawed down fiercely.

Yang Tianxia subconsciously took a step back.

But he was still clawed by the mad tiger.

Suddenly, a scar appeared on his chest, blood flowed out, and Yang Tian's face sank: "You are dead!"

Yang Tian stretched out his hand and pressed it.

Nuwa's divine power was running, and the powerful Nuwa's divine breath rose to the sky.

Yang Tian floated in the divine breath, like a god descending to earth.

"What kind of miracle is this?"

The middle-aged man frowned, for some reason, he felt scorching heat at this moment, and the divine skill displayed by Yang Tian made his exercises boil.

It's like a natural enemy.

"Call your grandfather over, if it's you, it's not my opponent at all!"

Yang Tian said in a deep voice.

"Your tone is so arrogant, you killed my apprentice, I won't kill you, how will I mix here in the future?"

The middle-aged man shouted, and he flew up again.

Boom!

With the middle-aged man as the center, the divine breath around him boiled, and the middle-aged man at this time turned into a wild tiger.

"Shaped by a tiger?"

Yang Tian frowned.

Just now, the middle-aged man's divine martial arts were used to drive away things.

And this time, the middle-aged man's divine martial arts are even more powerful than before.

It's just that in Yang Tian's eyes, the middle-aged man is still a weak person, even if the other party steals the Chiyou Divine Skill, it is only one of them.

If it is true that everyone can cultivate the divine skills of the Shinlomon Heavenly God, then there is no need to hold a martial arts tournament every year to select talented martial artists.

"Kill a thousand pounds!"

Yang Tian jumped and already flew up.

He spun in mid-air, and finally turned into a ray of light, which fell from the sky and struck the mad tiger that the middle-aged man had turned into with a bang.

The middle-aged man was beaten back to the prototype with just one blow.

He jumped up from the ground and flew towards Yang Tian again: "I want you to die!

Oh!

A tiger roar sounded, and the middle-aged man performed the Chiyou Divine Skill, and the powerful Chiyou Divine Breath turned into a wild tiger, but it pounced towards Yang Tian.

Yang Tian slammed the Heavenly God Palm, but frowned.

Because he found that this wild tiger was not like what the middle-aged man had just performed, Yang Tian slapped it, but let the wild tiger possess him and drape it on Yang Tian's body.

Yang Tian felt Chi You's divine breath surge.

At this moment, his appearance is draped in a wild tiger, and he is imprisoned by Chiyou's divine skills.

"Haha......"

The middle-aged man laughed.

As soon as he waved his hand, the surrounding police officers immediately raised the guns in their hands and shot at Yang Tian.

These guns were all blessed with spirit stones, and the beams of light that were shot out were like the palm power of a martial artist in the Refining Realm.

Such a dense beam of light hit Yang Tian.

If Yang Tian didn't dodge, he would definitely be seriously injured.

"Director, can you kill Yang Tian this time?"

Li Zheng hurriedly asked.

"Don't worry, Yang Tian is dead, he was sealed by me with Chiyou Shenwu, and within half an hour, he will be imprisoned by the Wild Tiger. ”

The middle-aged man said coldly.

"Kill him, kill Li Da again, we will be a family in the future, and I will marry my daughter to your son!"

Lee Jeong-do.

"Haha......"

The middle-aged man laughed.

And under the dense beam attack, the entire square was filled with a mist of divine breath, with Yang Tian as the center, the range within a radius of ten meters could not be seen clearly.

But everyone still shot at Yang Tian.

I don't know how long it lasted, and finally the middle-aged man waved his hand: "Okay, Yang Tian has been killed, let's stop!"

The group lowered their guns, and by the time the fog cleared, it was already five minutes later.

The entire square was destroyed.

There were craters everywhere, riddled with bullet holes, large and small.

It's just that Yang Tian didn't see anyone.

"What's going on? Yang Tianren?"

Li Zheng asked subconsciously.

The middle-aged man frowned, he looked around and found Yang Tian's figure.

Oh!

Suddenly, a tiger roar sounded in the sky.

Everyone subconsciously looked up, and then their faces changed greatly.

I saw Yang Tian at this time, riding a wild tiger falling from the sky and smashing heavily into the crowd.

A powerful divine breath surged in all directions.

Everywhere he went, the police officer was directly shattered.

Finally, the tiger smashed into the ground, creating a hole as deep as a football.

"What's going on? Isn't Yang Tian already dead?"

Li Zheng asked anxiously.

If it wasn't for the middle-aged man who took Li Zheng to retreat just now, Li Zheng would have to be shattered by the breath of the mad tiger.

At this time, seeing Yang Tian riding on the mad tiger, Li Zheng's face became extremely pale.

The middle-aged man on the side was also shocked in his eyes: "This crazy tiger was conjured up by me with Chiyou Divine Skill, why did it become your mount?"

Yang Tian patted the head of the Crazy Tiger.

Oh!

The Tiger roared.

"I've said it all, you're only a small part of the Chiyou Divine Skill, how can you be my opponent?"

Yang Tian said coldly.

Just now, he directly used Nuwa's copying skills, dissolved the confinement of the mad tiger alive, and condensed into a mad tiger that belonged to him.

To be honest, Nuwa and Chiyou are both gods of the Shinlomon.

Nuwa's copying skills can't replicate Chiyou's divine skills and martial arts at all, and they are only a small part of the middle-aged people's cultivation of Chiyou's divine skills.

So Yang Tian copied it.

Although the power is not as powerful as the real Chiyou Divine Skill, it is stronger than the Divine Skill of a middle-aged person, which is enough.

"Impossible, how can you crack my Chiyou Divine Skill?"

The middle-aged man looked excited.

"I said it all, call your grandfather out to fight with me, you don't even have the qualifications to be a disciple of Chiyou!"

Yang Tian said lightly.

"I don't believe it, I'll kill you now!"

The middle-aged man roared and pounced on Yang Tian, who once again turned into a tiger and struck at Yang Tian.

Yang Tianzheng wanted to drive his mount to attack the other party.

But at this time, to Yang Tianyi's joy, his mount suddenly opened his bloody mouth, sucked hard, and actually sucked the middle-aged man in.

Boom!

The middle-aged man exploded inside the Wild Tiger, and all the divine breath was devoured.

Subsequently, Yang Tian's mount actually became larger.

This made Yang Tian's eyes light up: "Dare to say that this mad tiger I have refined can also devour Chiyou Divine Breath to become stronger?"

(End of chapter)