Chapter Twenty-Three: The Martial Saint of Death!

Tang Tixiang giggled, wrapped in a red mist and rushed towards Jiang Yulu, the slender jade hand was raised, the red mist condensed into a sword, and slashed at Jiang Yulu, who was standing proudly in a white dress. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Compared with Tang Titian's active attack, Jiang Yulu's performance is much quieter, she is like a pair of blooming snow lotus, standing in the middle of Tang Titian's red mist, Jiang Yulu's slender jade hand is cold and lingering, and Tang Titian's attack is far away, Long Xiaoqing found that the limbs of the two did not have any contact, but there have been no less than a dozen moves between the two, and the danger is definitely beyond her imagination.

Tang Titian is an excellent descendant of Tianmeimen, and Jiang Yulu is a fairy of the Cold Moon Sect, and the battle between the two can already be regarded as the highest-level battle among the younger generation.

"Elder Tsing Yi, please help me capture Jiang Yuxuan!" Jiang Yulong originally wanted to do it himself, but considering his own safety, he still gave up wisely, and instead asked Elder Tsing Yi to capture Jiang Yuxuan, hum, as long as Jiang Yuxuan can be captured, he has a hundred ways to make Jiang Yuxuan's life worse than death.

"Capture him, it's just an ant......" Elder Tsing Yi smiled indifferently, he is a spirit martial saint, to deal with Jiang Yuxuan, a spirit martial artist, it is naturally Liu Bei weaving straw shoes, Guan Yu cutting Huaxiong, and Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts is a piece of cake.

He grabbed a palm casually, and a big hand condensed purely by spiritual power directly grabbed Jiang Yuxuan's head, Long Xiaoqing's face turned pale, even if Jiang Yuxuan had great ability, he couldn't escape this catastrophe, right?

"Old marshal, aren't you going to stop it?" asked Old Zhu looking at Jiang Zushan beside him.

"Shut up, you eunuch!" Jiang Zushan glared at Zhu Lao hatefully, "Don't delay me to watch a good show!"

"Watching a good show?" Old Zhu was confused, and then laughed dumbly, watching a good show? What tricks can Jiang Yuxuan play in the face of a Spirit Martial Saint?

Facing the big hand grabbed by Elder Tsing Yi, a little starlight appeared under Jiang Yuxuan's feet, and then Jiang Yuxuan's figure blurred in place for a while, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared ten meters away......

Everyone looked at Jiang Yuxuan incredulously, including Long Xiaoqing, Jiang Yulong, Elder Tsing Yi, even Jiang Zushan and Zhu Lao in the distance, and even Jiang Yulu and Tang Titian, who were fighting at this time.

Elder Tsing Yi was stunned on the spot...... Dodged, Jiang Yuxuan actually dodged just now...... How is this possible, a Spirit Martial Master actually dodged the blow of the Spirit Martial Saint, even the Spirit Martial King can't and shouldn't do this!

The old man in Tsing Yi was stunned, but Jiang Yuxuan was panting, when he didn't face a Spirit Martial Saint, you would never be able to understand how powerful this level was, the other party just grabbed it, but Jiang Yuxuan used all the strength of breastfeeding, constipation, and the cave room, and finally barely escaped with the help of Seven Star Steps.

"Damn, if you don't come out, I'll die!" Jiang Yuxuan yelled into the open space in the distance.

Princess Long Xiaoqing was confused, who was Jiang Yuxuan talking to? Could it be that Jiang Zushan, the old man of the Jiang family, was here? Tsing Yi sneered even more, the only Jiang Zushan who could stop himself in the Jiang family was far away from water and couldn't quench his thirst, as for the others, he came to kill one by one, and two to kill a pair.

"Old marshal, your grandson is calling you!" said Zhu Lao with a smile on Jiang Zushanpi.

The distance between this place and Jiang Yuxuan is a thousand meters, and even if Jiang Zushan is powerful, it is impossible to prevent a Spirit Martial Saint from killing people from a distance of thousands of meters, and he can still make trouble for him behind his back.

"Castration, shut up and watch carefully!" Jiang Zushan said coldly to Zhu Lao.

"Castration, quack, quack, quack, shut up......" The crow on Jiang Zushan's shoulder tilted his head and looked at Zhu Lao with a squinting gaze, like a woodpecker looking at a caterpillar, a typical arrogant appearance of no one bird.

Zhu Lao took a deep breath and tried to calm the depression in his heart, he had already used the coercion of the Spirit Martial Saint to deter this crow whose mouth was as ugly as the toilet, but the effect was not good, to be exact, there was no effect, as if this was not a crow at all, but a sacred phoenix wearing a crow's skin!

The form on the battlefield changed again, and a young man with a slightly pale face appeared on the battlefield, his footwork was firm, his eyes flashed with excitement, and an invisible killing intent began to permeate and envelop him.

"You're finally here......" Seeing the person coming, Jiang Yuxuan breathed a sigh of relief, the person who came was his secret bodyguard, a holy beast of the Spirit Martial Saint level, Jade Tiger!

"Who are you?" Tsing Yi has never seen the Jade Tiger, but he feels the aura of danger from the other party, the intuition of the strong is more credible than the eyes, although the person who comes looks a little weak and can't help the feeling of the wind, but the strength imprinted in the bones is beyond doubt!

"The one who killed you!" Yuhu was even more straightforward, too lazy to talk nonsense with Tsing Yi, a golden light burst out of his eyes, and then turned into a white figure, approaching Tsing Yi directly.

"Arrogance!" Tsing Yi roared, he was already a Spirit Martial Saint, the highest level in the secular world at present, a martial artist of this level could already be equal to an immortal body, not that they couldn't die if their heads fell off, but unless there were more than three Spirit Martial Saints joining forces, they would leave, and no one could stop them......

A blue light and a white light were entangled together, and the ripples of invisible and shadowless power filled the void, Jiang Yuxuan, Long Xiaoqing and the others could only see drops of blood splashing, but they didn't know whose blood it was......

"There is indeed a Lingwu Saint's protective ...... behind you" Long Xiaoqing looked at Jiang Yuxuan, her eyes were complicated, how many things was hidden by this man in front of her? At this moment, Long Xiaoqing became more and more curious about Jiang Yuxuan.

"Beauty, when a woman is curious about a man, he is not far from falling......" Jiang Yuxuan laughed at Long Xiaoqing.

Long Xiaoqing's face turned red, on the territory of the Heavenly Dragon Empire, no matter how Meng Lang's people had to pretend to be polite after seeing her, Jiang Yuxuan's boldness made him a little surprised and uncomfortable.

Peeling off Long Xiaoqing's princess aura, she is actually just a curious little girl.

There are two battles on the scene, one is Tang Titian and Jiang Yulu, one of the two is the descendant of Tianmeimen, and the other is the fairy of the Cold Moon Sect, at present, Tang Titian's strength is almost at the level of the Lingwu King, such strength, at such an age, can already be regarded as a demon-level genius, you must know that even the so-called four princes of Tianlong City have not been promoted to the Lingwu King, and Jiang Yulu against Tang Titian has been understated, it is difficult for people to judge whether Jiang Yulu has done his best, because the exercises of the Cold Moon Sect originally came with three points of ethereal plus three points of elegance, the more desperate it is, maybe the more this action is not cannibalistic fireworks。

There is also a group of battles that are Tsing Yi and Jade Tiger's, both of them are Lingwu Saints, and the battle of this level is already the highest level of battle in the secular world, except for a few martial artists of the same level, everyone else is watching the excitement, and can only see a blue light and a white light entanglement in the sky, and the occasional aftermath of the battle swept to the ground causing the sky to collapse.

With the development of these two battles, the moon has unconsciously risen to the center position, under a round of bright moon, Jiang Yulu and Tang Titian's group is like a red light lingering in the middle of a white coat, and in the sky is a blue light and white light contending.

"Senior Qingshan, please kill Jiang Yuxuan!" As time passed, Jiang Yulong was still anxious, he was worried that the fluctuation of the battle would cause Jiang Zushan to be alert, and then rushed to support, he didn't know that Jiang Zushan had already come, but it had not reached the point where he had to make a move.

Qingshan glanced at Jiang Yulong lightly, and without moving, Jiang Yulong felt a bucket of ice water poured down from his head and poured into his heart, wow, cool, wow.

Jiang Yulong realized that Elder Qingyi was a high-ranking Lingwu Saint, and at his level, he cherished his reputation very much, and he would not make a move against a young man like Jiang Yuxuan unless he had to.

"Whew......" A loud tiger roar resounded between the heavens and the earth, and the void darkened violently.

Jiang Yuxuan raised his head, and suddenly gasped, at this time, Jiang Dashao saw a huge white tiger with a length of more than ten meters and a height of more than three meters in the void, this tiger had huge claws of more than one meter, with huge fangs of more than three feet, and a blood-colored king character appeared on its forehead, and then saw a red light hit the chest of the cyan figure, Tsing Yi let out a terrible roar, and a long sword condensed by blue light directly pierced the heart of the white tiger at a speed that crossed space.

Tsing Yi fell from the sky like a broken sack, and there was a huge black hole at the mouth of his heart, and black blood flowed out of this hole...... The white tiger roared through the heavens and the earth, it actually lowered its head, bit out the cyan long sword with its jaw, and then swallowed it directly.

Zhu Lao looked at the white tiger in the void with a solemn face, muttering to himself, stunned and speechless, while Jiang Zushan was not shocked to this extent, but his face was also full of solemnity.

"Damn, what a big white cat......" The crow on Jiang Zushan's shoulder shook his head, and continued to copy the arrogant expression of the first bird in the world, no one is a bird.

Jiang Yulong slowly fell to the ground, and the elder in Tsing Yi, who had always been regarded as a backer and a white jade pillar of the sky, actually died like this...... How is this possible? Isn't the Spirit Martial Saint unable to die......

The most shocking thing is the elder of the green shirt, he has been observing the battle between the two, although the green shirt is at a disadvantage, but it shouldn't be so simple to hang up, and there is not even time left for him to rescue, fortunately, the white tiger on the opposite side is also not lightly injured.