"Brother Tiger, you said that we joined forces to deal with a quasi-spirit martial saint, wouldn't it be too embarrassing if it spread the word?" the Cloud Dragon Martial Saint said to the Cloud Tiger Saint Monarch. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who says it's not? The Qilin Empire and the Spell Alliance have come up with such a huge price, I thought it was a peak Spirit Martial Saint, but it turned out that it was not even a Spirit Martial Saint, hey, if it really let the world know, the reputation of the two of us would be over......" The Cloud Tiger Saint Monarch looked deeply agreed, both of them had a precedent of sniping the Spirit Martial Saint alone, but they didn't expect to join forces to deal with a quasi-Spirit Martial Saint this time.

"Don't worry, no one in the world will laugh at the two of you!" said the Great Qilin Sage lying on Jiang Yuxuan's shoulder, rubbing his fat chin with his golden paws.

"It makes sense, as long as we kill both of you, and then render Jiang Yuxuan a Spirit Martial Saint to the outside world, naturally no one will laugh at us!" the Cloud Tiger Monarch sneered.

"Two idiots, you're going to die soon, who is interested in laughing at a dead person?" the Qilin Great Sage smiled, looking at the Cloud Dragon Martial Saint and the Cloud Tiger Monarch with a look full of mockery.

"Arrogance, look for death!" The two martial saints, Yunlong and Yunhu, let out a long roar, one turned into a colorful tiger, and the other turned into a one-horned dragon, rushing towards Jiang Yuxuan and the Qilin Great Sage.

"Jiang boy, one for each person!" The Qilin Great Sage let out a long roar and took the lead in rushing towards the Cloud Tiger Monarch, Jiang Yuxuan shook his head, and then walked towards the Cloud Dragon Martial Saint.

The Cloud Dragon Martial Saint is a cultivated dragon, because there is a trace of dragon blood in his body, his combat power is much stronger than that of an ordinary Spirit Martial Saint, he roared, and the huge dragon claws slapped directly at Jiang Yuxuan's head.

Jiang Yuxuan stretched out his left hand and blasted out with a punch, the brute elephant pushed the mountain, and with one punch, the world moved.

When the Yunlong Martial Saint saw Jiang Yuxuan doing it to himself with his bare hands, he immediately sneered, he was the body of a dragon, and the dragon claw was the hardest place, stronger than the average saint-rank divine soldier, so he chose to use his bare hands, and this Jiang Yuxuan actually chose to use his bare hands...... This is the rhythm of death.

"Boom!" The fists of the two bombarded together, Jiang Yuxuan's fist was very small, and the dragon claws of the Yunlong Martial Saint were very large, the Yunlong Martial Saint planned to directly slap Jiang Yuxuan under his claws, but unfortunately, the expected situation did not appear, but the Yunlong Martial Saint screamed, and his body retreated six or seven steps one after another.

A huge dent appeared on the dragon claw of the Cloud Dragon Martial Saint, and the crack spread in all directions with this dent as the center, and the Cloud Dragon Martial Saint was in a painful cold sweat.

The most powerful and hardest dragon claw was actually bombarded with a punch and countless cracks, and the opponent's fist was too hard, this was not like the fist of the quasi-spirit martial saint, but like the fist of the quasi-saint king.

The fish dragon jumped three times, the phoenix wings flickered behind him, the momentum on Jiang Yuxuan's body soared into the sky, he took a step forward, and it was still a punch, simple, direct, and clean.

"Boom!" Yunlong Martial Saint felt as if he had been hit by a mountain in the chest, and a feeling of suffocation enveloped his body, and he spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row before he felt a little better.

With a long roar, the Cloud Dragon Martial Saint turned into a dragon more than thirty meters long, the dragon claws flew, and the dragon god swept.

Jiang Yuxuan stood quietly in the void, the phoenix wings behind him were slightly incited, keeping his body in an absolute static state, his eyes calmly looked at the more than thirty-meter-long dragon, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Whoa......" The dragon roared and shook the sky, and the dragon that rose to the sky swooped down, and the dragon was mighty in all directions.

"It's just a loach, let you see what a real dragon is!" Jiang Yuxuan's expression was cold and arrogant.

The dragon groaned, the dragon was mighty, at this moment Jiang Yuxuan turned into a golden dragon, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed it in the void, the golden light flashed, Jiang Yuxuan's right hand and arm became a half-cut dragon, and his right hand became a golden dragon claw, endless dragon power.

The dragon picks up the stars, goes against the sky, and crisscrosses the six paths and eight wildernesses.

The dragon's roar came to an abrupt end, because the dragon claw formed by Jiang Yuxuan's right arm had pinched the dragon's neck, which was equivalent to seven inches of the dragon, and it was the most fragile.

The dragon struggled, the dragon body rolled, the dragon claws were raised, and the dragon hissed......

Jiang Yuxuan didn't move, but the power of his right hand was greater, the divine dragon picked the stars and took the moon, pinching a loach effortlessly, especially the dragon power rippling out of Jiang Yuxuan's body made the Yunlong Martial Saint feel Qi Yan in his heart, what kind of power is this, what kind of domineering is this?

When Jiang Yuxuan was in full swing, the Qilin Great Sage also roared again and again, and the Qilin Great Sage showed his true body, which was a huge unicorn beast with a height of more than ten meters, and the opponent was a colorful tiger with a similar size.

The colorful tiger is also the king of beasts, but it depends on who he compares with, when his opponent becomes a unicorn, this tiger has no slightest fighting will in his heart, and his actions are timid, and he is cowardly before fighting, and now he is being beaten by the unicorn sage.

A red stick appeared on the head of the Qilin Great Sage, which was smashing at the head of the colorful tiger with huge strength and surging momentum, where did the tiger at this time still have the majesty of the king of beasts, it was like an angry cat.

When the Qilin Great Sage smashed the Yunhu Monarch into a meatloaf with his own magic stick, this poor Jiaolong had already been pinched to death by Jiang Yuxuan, and a pair of dragon eyes of the Jiaolong protruded from the eye sockets.

"Jiang boy, this kind of thing also wants to deal with you? I just don't look at this great sage in my eyes!" "The Qilin Great Sage is very unhappy, in its opinion, the other party looks down on Jiang Yuxuan and looks down on himself, don't you know that Jiang Yuxuan is covered by himself?

"This kind of power is really not enough, so there are still people hiding in the dark!" Jiang Yuxuan's eyes flickered, staring at a small mound not far away.

"Also, where is it?" the Great Qilin Sage looked around, but found nothing.

"You spray a unicorn fire on this mound, and the other party will come out!" Jiang Yuxuan smiled indifferently.

"Is it?, why didn't this Great Sage find him......" The Qilin Great Sage scratched his head, but still spewed fire at the small mound not far away as Jiang Yuxuan had ordered.

"Boom!" the mound exploded, and a coffin emerged from the mound, suspended in the void.

"Damn, it's actually the living dead!" said the Great Kirin Sage grinning.

"Junior, how did you find me?" a hoarse voice came from the coffin.

"People who have been buried in the ground for a long time are very stinky, and you are particularly stinky, it is simply a stink in the wind. Jiang Yuxuan teased, he naturally wouldn't say that he saw it with fairy eyes.

"Look for death!" A cold snort came from the yin coffin, and I saw the coffin lid burst open, and a black shadow emerged, standing on top of the yin coffin.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be a crow!" said the Great Qilin Sage, tilting his head to look at the giant bird standing on top of the Yin Coffin.

This is a pitch-black crow, the length is only two meters, and the height is more than one meter, which is not very large, but the breath on this crow is virtual and real, which is terrifying!

"Spirit Martial Saint Peak ......" Qilin Great Sage and Jiang Yuxuan glanced at each other, and had their own judgment, an old immortal at the peak of Spirit Martial Saint was not so easy to deal with!