Such words did not affect everything on the field, at this time, the Jiang family just seemed to have a tacit understanding, and a large part of the people hid in a corner of the field, while the rest of them held the weapons in their hands one after another.

In the face of such an action, Zong Tian also touched the short knife behind him, and the moment he pulled out the knife, more than thirty people from the Jiang family suddenly threw the weapons in their hands at him.

In the face of such behavior, Zongtian did not feel surprised. As a weapon master, when those people in the Jiang family took out their weapons, he had already seen some clues.

Either rough or strangely shaped, anyway, those weapons all have a shoddy smell, and it is obviously inappropriate to use such weapons to decide the fate of the entire Jiang family. Before this deathmatch, Zongtian already knew enough about it, and the sentence that he could carry any weapons and props was naturally remembered by Zongtian.

Since it was not unexpected, at this time, Zongtian also moved, and death qi also erupted from his black blade. Maybe it was because he hadn't used all his strength for too long, but the tsunami-like dead air made Zongtian slightly startled. However, this obviously did not affect Zongtian's next movements, and those dead qi condensed beside him at this time, and wrapped him tightly in it.

Naturally, those flying weapons would not change in any way because of this, but when they touched the darkness, the people of the Jiang family changed color together, because those weapons all disappeared silently.

The barrier formed by the dead qi was like a bottomless swamp, and with the silent disappearance of those weapons, the Jiang family was also facing a great enemy at this time. Although Zongtian could see the details of those weapons at a glance, the owners of those weapons were naturally the ones who knew best.

Although the appearance of those weapons was a little difficult to achieve, since they had been selected, the Jiang family obviously recognized the power of those weapons. Since they don't pay attention to the quality of the weapons, their power is naturally not just due to the power of the throw.

Those weapons were all from a swordsmith in the Jiang family's possession, and that swordsmith was good at making such disposable weapons.

It's a one-time weapon, not because of its sturdy-looking appearance, but the horror of those weapons is that they can store soul energy for a short period of time, and then explode at the moment of impact. However, at this time, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, but it made despair entangle the hearts of everyone in the Jiang family.

After receiving this round of attacks, Zongtian also removed such a dead air, but in the face of this great form, Zongtian did not have the slightest joy.

"Jiang Yu, do you still want to fight?" Such a battle is of course the Jiang family's biggest killer move, and Zongtian's easy cracking naturally makes the person in front of him have no chance of winning.

"Do you want to fight? That's a stupid question. Although Jiang Yu's face also had a look of despair, his words at this time were still the same, "What's the matter, let's fight to the death." ”

"Do you think you have a chance of winning?" Faced with such an answer, Zong Tian frowned.

"It doesn't matter if I have a chance of winning, I just don't want to do nothing before I die."

"Dead? Do you think you're going to die? Zongtian looked at Jiang Yu seriously, but the latter laughed helplessly.