Qin Tian returned quickly, but he chased and killed Wang Mang, but he ran too far, and he couldn't catch up with the battlefield for a while.

However, he is not worried about what will happen to the situation because of his absence.

Now there are no Wang Mang and Bai Huaxian.

There are Blue Snow Phoenix and Black Dragon and Holy Spirit Heaven, who are teaming up with Demon Wujian and Jiang Tingting and his party, and they are not afraid of Jiang Buyun and his party at all.

Even, Jiang Buyun and his party are not the opponents of these guys.

Therefore, Qin Tian was not in a hurry, and gave up his plan to forcibly cross the void.

……

The war was breaking out, and Jiang Buyun and his party were actually very happy when they saw Qin Tian chasing and killing Wang Mang.

At least, they didn't have to face such a terrifying foe in person.

As for Wang Mang, in the eyes of everyone, it is more than auspicious.

Qin Tian personally chased down, and the possibility of him being able to escape was probably very slim.

Therefore, Jiang Buyun and the others were worried that after Qin Tian killed Wang Mang, they would go and return.

They were all praying in their hearts that they could delay Qin Tian a little longer.

"Boom-"

With the black dragon freeing up his hand to dissolve the pressure, plus before, a few had already died, and the Holy Spirit Heaven didn't have to entangle the opponent, all the clones returned, surrounded Jiang Buyun, and attacked him at the same time.

Seven identical Holy Spirit Heavens all smashed towards Jiang Buyun's head, and that stick, with the aura of destroying the world, made Jiang Buyun's face change greatly.

"Kill—"

Jiang Buyun's face changed slightly, and a long sword with the power of the sun appeared in his hand, and he gritted his teeth and killed it.

"Bell—"

At that moment, the sound of metal colliding resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Everyone's eardrums felt a faint pain, this blow was too strong.

Although Jiang Buyun rushed out in the end, he didn't take advantage of it, his hair was scattered, and his clothes were messy, like a madman in the mortal world.

He looked at the Holy Spirit Heaven not far away with indifferent eyes, and he never thought that the person who was crushed to death and suppressed back then would now grow to the point where he could compete with him.

"The Fighting Holy Ape Clan really lives up to its reputation."

After a long while, Jiang Buyun slowly spoke.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Holy Spirit Heaven grinned, and then said, "Today, I would like to ask His Highness the Holy Son to do me a favor. ”

"What's busy."

Jiang Buyun's eyes flashed with coldness.

"Take your head and sacrifice my Lingxiao Sect disciple!" Holy Spirit Heaven's face and tone became cold in an instant, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

His eyes shimmered with golden light, and he leaped into the clouds in an instant, and then fell down like a meteor with a dazzling light.

"Break—"

Jiang Buyun roared, holding his sword and going against the trend.

Holy Spirit Heaven jumped out of the light cluster, and the black iron rod in his hand suddenly became larger, and it was pitch black, making Jiang Buyun only feel that the sky and the earth were dark.

Immediately afterward, the stick smashed against his sword.

"Bell—"

The sword flew out and stuck in a mountain.

That mountain, in an instant, cracked directly.

The black iron rod of the Holy Spirit Heaven continued to press, and after Jiang Buyun's sword was knocked away, he did not give up, and met it with both hands, and the power of the blazing sun burst out, wanting to use the rusty black iron rod as a carrier to invade the body of the Holy Spirit Heaven.

It's a pity that the power of the sun, the moment he touched the black iron rod, was devoured by an extremely cold force.

"Click-"

The rust on the black iron rod cracked a piece, revealing a brilliant golden body, which was very dazzling.

"Fighting Immortal Sticks?"

Jiang Buyun is naturally extraordinary, and he knows a lot about the history of the Nine Heavens, and when he sees this scene at this moment, he can't help but shrink his pupils.

Thinking back to the record, the weapon of the Fighting Saint Emperor.

It was a golden immortal iron rod, made of the extremely cold immortal gold that had been sunk at the bottom of the sea for millions of years, and it was terrifying.

The Fighting Saint Emperor once relied on this weapon to suppress that era.

Just as Jiang Buyun was thinking wildly, the Holy Spirit Heaven raised the black iron rod again, and then smashed it down.

"Boom-"

Distracted, Jiang Buyun failed to deliver this blow to the next, and was directly smashed into the ground, coughing up blood, and his face was extremely pale.

He didn't think much of it, turned and left.

After guessing that the stick in the Holy Spirit Heaven's hand was the famous Nine Heavens Fighting Immortal Stick, he had no idea of fighting at all.

This Nima is an imperial soldier.

The strongest weapon in his hand is a quasi-emperor soldier, which is kept to save his life, how can this be compared.

Although, the Holy Spirit Heaven could not exert the full power of the imperial soldiers.

And he has a way to make the quasi-emperor soldier deliver a fatal blow.

However, the Holy Spirit Heaven's bloodline was so strong, if he used that quasi-emperor soldier and attacked it, it was inevitable that his aura would not alarm the Fighting Immortal Stick and lead it to revive.

After all, the emperor soldiers are superb, and they already have their own consciousness.

"Want to go?"

Seeing Jiang Buyun sweeping into the distance, the Holy Spirit Heaven was covered in golden hair, roared angrily, and rushed forward in an instant.

"Where to run!"

The moment he caught up with Jiang Buyun, the stick in the hand of the Holy Spirit Heaven waved it unceremoniously.

Jiang Buyun had to turn back and resist, and the sword that had been left behind was also summoned back by him.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

With the passage of time, the offensive of the Holy Spirit Heaven became more and more fierce and more powerful.

On the other hand, Jiang Buyun himself was not lightly injured.

Now after this fight, he is even more miserable, covered in sweat, panting, and extremely pale.

"Kill—"

After resting for a while, Jiang Buyun took the initiative to raise his sword and kill it, roaring again and again, his eyes were full of endless killing intent.

Obviously, he was beaten out of anger by the Holy Spirit Heaven.

"Good time."

Seeing Jiang Buyun killing, the Holy Spirit Heaven was fierce in his swordsmanship and his attack was rapid, not only did he not hide, but he laughed loudly and greeted him.

"Bang-"

The black iron rod was pulled away and hit the long sword that Jiang Buyun slashed at, and with a 'bang', the two of them felt their arms numb at the same time, and they flew out upside down in an instant.

It's just that the Holy Spirit Heaven quickly stabilized his body in mid-air.

Jiang Buyun fell to the ground, staggered back a few steps, and finally did not stand firmly, and sat on the ground.

This made his face very ugly, and he felt very ashamed in his heart.

"Suffer death!"

Holy Spirit Heaven is not a good stubble, seeing that Jiang Buyun was frustrated, he directly beat the water dog, stepped in front of him, carried the stick in his hand, and smashed it towards his head.

"Today, I will seek justice from you for my dead brother and sister, as well as the disciples of the Ling Xiao Sect."

The Holy Spirit shouted loudly, and the stick in his hand fell quickly.

"Ahhh

Jiang Buyun let out an angry roar, and there was a golden-red sun fire beating in his eyes.

It's just that his resistance didn't help at all.

"Bang", in front of everyone's eyes, he was smashed into a pulp by the Holy Spirit Heaven, a stick, and exploded.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere and scattered all over the world.

"Jiang Buyun, is he dead like this?"

Countless spectators looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, they couldn't imagine that an invincible body died so easily and fell here.

"I think things should be, it won't be so simple......" There is a young Tianjiao, looking into the distance, frowning and groaning.

They don't think that a person like Jiang Buyun will fall easily, and even if he is defeated, he should have a way to escape.

After all, the people sent by the Imperial Sect should not be underestimated.

"Young Master!!"

When the strong man of the Jiang family saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Ahhh!!h

"I'm fighting with you!!"

The remaining saint of the Jiang family, his eyes were red, and he killed the saint of the Northern Netherworld Sect like crazy.

Seeing this, the saint of the Northern Hell Sect changed slightly.

This guy is already a little stronger than him.

Now that he is desperate again, he simply can't resist.

But now, he couldn't escape, and his breath was locked by the Jiang family saint.

It seems that this guy is determined to pull himself to the funeral.

The saint of the Northern Hell Sect couldn't help but smile bitterly, he glanced at Jiang Tingting, and said, "Tingting, the future of the Northern Hell Sect will be handed over to you, protect the sect." ”

With that, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

Then he went towards the Jiang family saint.

"Big brother—"

Hearing the words of the saint of the Northern Netherworld Sect, Jiang Tingting was shocked, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

Just when the saint of the Jiang family looked crazy, his face was distorted and hideous, and he wanted to die with the saint of the Northern Netherworld, the Holy Spirit Heaven instantly killed, and the black iron rod swung and smashed on the saint of the Jiang family from the side.

With a "bang", the Jiang family saint flew out directly and landed next to the black dragon.

Without looking at it, the black dragon directly slapped it with one paw, with an indifferent expression, and smashed the saint's head on the spot, like a watermelon, and saw that he couldn't live.

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