Zhang Tianjiu suddenly moved!

As if waking up from a big dream, his body twisted left and right, and after stretching his arms and stretching his waist, he finally opened his eyes and yawned: "This drum sound is really interesting, I fell asleep when I heard the ninth master......"

Turning his gaze to Jiang Jingshan, looking at his bloodless face, Zhang Tianjiu was slightly stunned: "Hey, why don't you knock, go on, I didn't shout to stop." ”

"Impossible!

When Jiang Jingtian saw this scene, even his facial features suddenly became distorted, and he exclaimed in disbelief: "I obviously beat the drum four times, and none of the saints can be spared, you, how can you be fine!"

Zhang Tianjiu shrugged his shoulders with an innocent face and said, "Why don't you ...... How many more knocks do you? Maybe I'll surrender. ”

"Fake, must be fake......"

Jiang Jingtian didn't seem to hear Zhang Tianjiu's sarcasm at all, the corners of his mouth twitched rapidly, and he was still muttering to himself.

He didn't want to believe the facts of the scene in front of him, and preferred to think that his qi consumption transition had caused the hallucination.

In this world, except for saints, there is absolutely no one who can withstand the direct attack of the four soul devouring sounds, but Zhang Tianjiu is absolutely impossible to have the cultivation of a saint.

In addition to the violent shock, Jiang Jingshan urged his divine sense like crazy, wanting to find out the true situation of Zhang Tianjiu's body.

But something even more surprising happened to him again!

The divine consciousness that he poked out had just come into contact with Zhang Tianjiu's body, and was instantly blocked by a stronger divine sense, like a majestic and majestic peak, completely isolating all peeps.

The strength of this divine consciousness made him even the primordial god can't help but start to tremble.

"You, you're not a physical cultivator, who the hell are you!"

Until this time, Jiang Jingtian suddenly realized that he had completely underestimated Zhang Tianjiu's identity and strength from the beginning.

Not only is the physical strength comparable to that of a saint, but even the divine consciousness is also extremely powerful, just like the unfathomable ocean, containing infinite power, and the divine consciousness of the peak Venerable in front of him does not seem to be even an ant.

It's just that the spiritual power fluctuations in this guy's body are extremely weak, and even the archmage is inferior.

After cultivating for hundreds of years, it was the first time that Jiang Jingtian had encountered such an incredible enemy, which was completely beyond the scope of common sense.

The mind was so shaken at this moment that it almost completely collapsed.

Zhang Tianjiu walked forward slowly, slowly walking in front of Jiang Jingtian, his eyes flashed with indifference, but there was a funny smile on the corner of his mouth: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago, just call me Zhang Jiuye." ”

Along with the words, there was a huge fist.

Although he was not prepared to stay in Bai Zecheng, since he had agreed to Chu Zhongtian to take over the Tianhe Alliance, Zhang Tianjiu naturally did not mind taking this opportunity to uproot the rudder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

As long as Jiang Jingtian, the pinnacle Venerable, is destroyed, the rest of the monks in the rudder will naturally be leaderless, and I believe that without waiting for their own action, the Tianhe Alliance's chambers of commerce will be eager to start grabbing territory.

As for whether it would attract the retaliation of the Heavenly Sword Sect's powerhouses after this and bring unpredictable and catastrophic consequences to the Tianhe Alliance, it was not in his consideration Zhang Jiuye.

He is just a hands-off shopkeeper, and everything will be handed over to Wei Wuya to deal with.

This old ghost Wei is also the second-generation ancestor of the Tianluo Sect, and he is not lacking in strength and scheming, if he can't even defend this small Bai Ze City, it can only mean that he is overwhelmed, and it is not a pity to abandon it.

Although it is rare to be a saint's younger brother, after Zhang Tianjiu has experienced these changes, his horizons have been much broader than before, and he has become indifferent to the people and things around him.

This kind of practice of treating people as pawns, although it seems a little cold-blooded, but in the final analysis, he is still a pawn of the mysterious predecessor in Chu Zhongtian's mouth.

It's just that this person is too powerful, so powerful that it is out of reach, and with Zhang Tianjiu's mind at the moment, he can't guess his true intentions at all.

"Whew!"

The fist speed is extremely fast.

Like a meteor falling to the ground, with an irresistible force, it broke through the air and blasted in, emitting a piercing scream.

The terrifying energy was like a raging tornado, and everywhere it went, the stone slabs on the ground cracked inch by inch.

Shrouded in the shadow of death, Jiang Jingtian finally came to his senses at the last moment.

But there is no way to avoid it.

Zhang Tianjiu's punch was not only terrifying in power, but also so fast that it was so fast that there was no time to dodge, even if it was a peak Venerable.

Seeing that his body was about to be smashed to pieces by this punch, Jiang Jingshan did not hesitate to crush a piece of jade talisman hidden in the palm of his hand, and at the same time exclaimed loudly: "Ancestor save me!"

Chu Zhongtian's eyes were slightly closed, and suddenly they opened up!

A monstrous hatred flashed from the depths of his pupils, almost turning into substance.

A hoarse voice came from above the void: "Okay, you bald junior, you almost deceived the old man, but how can the old man ......miss such a good show?"

"How is he?"

Hearing this voice, the killing intent in the depths of Chu Zhongtian's eyes was immediately extinguished, and he hid without a trace.

The next moment, a ghostly figure appeared behind Jiang Jingshan out of thin air, raised his right hand and put it on his shoulder.

The dignified pinnacle Venerable, just like a doll in the hands of a three-year-old child, had no power to resist and was grabbed by the clothes of this black-robed old man, and he was thrown out of the air, flying hundreds of feet away.

And Zhang Tianjiu's earth-shattering punch also hit at this moment.

The old man in black smiled faintly, and also slapped his palm lightly forward, without the slightest smell of fireworks.

This palm, which was as slow as a snail crawling on a mountain, formed the strongest contrast with Zhang Tianjiu's astonishing speed.

But it was unbelievably the last to come first, and it happened to collide with Zhang Tianjiu's whistling fist.

"Bang!"

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

A strong shock wave, centered from the feet of the two people, vibrated out.

Everywhere the air wave went, the stone slabs of the entire street were torn apart piece by piece, as if they had been run over by a huge iron plow.

Zhang Tianjiu only felt a shock to his arm, and the musculoskeletal of his whole body was like an electric shock, and he stopped instantly.

But in the next second, the terrifying residual strength that surged from the old man's palm made his already numb body feel like he was hit head-on by a mountain again, his steps were soft, and he took more than a dozen steps back one after another.

The old man in black looked surprised and sighed softly.

I thought that this palm was enough to make Zhang Tianjiu seriously injured and fall to the ground, but I didn't expect that the other party was only forced to retreat a few steps, and there was no sign of injury at all.

"It's kind of interesting...... The old man thought that he was overestimating your physical strength, just now this palm, he has already used five points of spiritual power, but I didn't expect to underestimate you too much, interesting, hahaha!"

The old man was not surprised, he threw his sleeves back, laughed and stood with his hands in his hands.

A powerful saint's coercion emanated from him, steady as a mountain and as deep as an ocean.

Zhang Tianjiu stabilized his figure, took a deep breath, stared at the half-killed saint, and snorted coldly: "Old ghost Yuwen, it turned out to be you." ”

After the auction ended, Yu Wenlie actually did not leave Bai Zecheng, but unexpectedly squatted near the Tianhe Alliance, which Zhang Tianjiu did not expect.

He originally thought that even if Yu Wenlie wanted to snatch the golden armor puppet corpse, he would at least choose to do it outside Bai Ze City, so as not to be targeted by the Tianhe Alliance, and in the end he would not be able to get anything.

It seems that the minds of these old monsters can't be guessed by common sense at all.

However, with the strength of his high-level saint, he does have the capital and confidence to act like this.

After all, the two saints of the Tianhe Alliance who have never appeared in public are worshipped, that is, they are only at the intermediate level, even if they completely tear their faces two against one, Yu Wenlie will still win.

In the case of not much longevity, for the sake of the golden armor puppet corpse to offend the entire Tianhe Alliance, this business is cost-effective no matter how you look at it.

It's just that after it spreads out, it will inevitably be despised by people, but if you can't even save your life, what's the use of saving face.

After figuring out the key, Zhang Tianjiu no longer bothered Yu Wenlie with this matter halfway.

Dealing with high-level saints, he thinks that he is far from enough, but with Chu Zhongtian, the great sage, sitting in the back, no matter how he plays, the situation will not get out of control, the only question is when Chu Zhongtian will make a move.

Things have developed so far, as long as Zhang Tianjiu is not a fool, he can guess that Chu Zhongtian should still be hiding a lot of things.

It seems that he has other plans for the Heavenly Sword Sect, and it has nothing to do with the battle for territorial forces, but what it is, Zhang Tianjiu can't guess it for a while, and he doesn't bother to think about it.

He was only convinced that Chu Zhongtian had endured it to this day, and it was not entirely for the mysterious senior in his mouth, and what he planned must be an earth-shattering event, and he would not easily tell anyone about it.

Of course, even if Chu Zhongtian planned to be a shrunken turtle all the time, Zhang Tianjiu was not worried that he would die in the hands of Yu Wenlie.

Of course, the high-level saint is terrifying, and he can't run away if he can't beat it, but he Zhang Jiuye is not without hole cards, and he will definitely give this old ghost a huge surprise when the time comes.

"Junior, no matter who you are, as long as you obediently hand over the corpse of the golden armor puppet, the old man can not kill you. ”

After a short period of surprise, Yu Wenlie's expression quickly returned to normal, underestimating Zhang Tianjiu's strength, and he was not able to crush him easily.

The only difference is the length of time it takes.

Without waiting for Zhang Tianjiu to speak, Chu Zhongtian had a trace of anger on his face, and snorted coldly: "Yu Wenlie, you snatched things in front of my Tianhe Alliance, are you too dismissive of Chu?"

Chu Zhongtian's anger was really not pretended this time.

No matter how talented Zhang Tianjiu is, he will definitely not be the opponent of a high-level saint.

He also didn't expect that Yu Wenlie would actually kill halfway at this critical moment, save Jiang Jingtian, whose life was hanging by a thread, and disrupt his entire plan.