"Look for death!"

Several loud shouts rang out, and seeing that Zhao Tian actually took the initiative to attack, Qian Lao and the four Scattered Cultivation Alliance elders were very angry, and they attacked Zhao Tian one after another.

Patches of black mist poured out of Qian Lao's body, converging into a black ghost in front of him, exuding an extremely terrifying evil aura.

The black ghost was wrapped in the mist, his face was blurred, and only two spots of crimson light shot out from the position of his eyes, which was extremely weird.

Boom!Boom...

The black ghost let out a creepy laugh, and the blood in his eyes was full of blood, and he pounced directly.

The other four old men, who were also full of enlightenment, condensed a black ghost in front of them, and pounced on Zhao Tian together, too fast!

Zhao Tian's surroundings were instantly filled with an evil aura, making him feel as if he was in a netherworld hell, very cold!

Sensing all this, Zhao Tian did not retreat but advanced, ignoring the powerful ghosts attacking from behind him, and directly picked up the golden ball in his hand and smashed it forward.

He could feel that these five powerful ghosts were extremely powerful, each of them exuded a grandmaster-level aura, and they were even slightly stronger than the elder of the Immortal Sword Villa who had beaten Zhao Tian badly before.

It must not be surrounded, otherwise it will be a bitter battle.

Zhao Tian knew very well that he could only fight quickly and kill Qian Lao and the others first.

#华夏人果然是一个低等民族, at this time, they are still killing each other!"

Fujiwara Jiro stood not far away, with disdain in his eyes, very arrogant!

He had long since dissipated the knife transformation technique, and the fluctuations in his body's aura were so confined that he was almost imperceptible, and if he didn't deliberately look for it, he would even turn a blind eye to a large living person standing there.

This is the ninja's stealth assassination technique, which is very terrifying, and can conceal the spiritual consciousness of the strong at the same level, making people subconsciously ignore its existence.

Fujiwara Jiro, as a peerless genius in Japan, is not only a great kendo master, but also has mastered the top secret techniques of the major cultivation schools in Japan, so he can easily perform the stealth technique of the benevolent lineage.

She will wait for the opportunity, wait for the opportunity, and kill Zhao Tian and the others together at a critical time.

With a muffled sound, in Qian Lao's incredulous gaze, the golden ball smashed out by Zhao Tian directly knocked the black ghost to pieces.

It's incredible! It's so devastating, even Zhao Tian himself was stunned for a moment.

In Zhao Tian's feeling, the opposite side was like a bubble, and it was easily blasted, and he didn't feel any resistance, it was too easy!

The other four old men and Fujiwara Jiro were even more dumbfounded, suspecting that something was wrong with their eyes, it was just weird!

The next moment, Zhao Tian reacted instantly and directly blasted out.

The yin ghost nurtured by the natal essence was wiped out, and even a trace of spirituality that had been cultivated with great difficulty was completely annihilated, Qian Lao's face turned pale in an instant, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly withered a lot.

There was horror and incredulity in his eyes, with bitter hatred and resentment, decades of hard work were ruined, Qian Lao hated Zhao Tian to the extreme, and he couldn't wait to devour him alive and break his corpse into pieces!

Seeing Zhao Tian rushing towards him, Qian Lao hurriedly retreated, wanting to avoid and delay time.

However, it was too late, his injuries were too serious, and his strength could not be exerted, and he couldn't take it away at all.

I only heard a bang, and Zhao Tian's punch hit Qian Lao directly.

The whole body was beaten sideways, and then suddenly exploded, sprinkling a large amount of slanting rain.

Killing Qian Lao with one punch, Zhao Tian didn't stop, turned around and rushed towards the old man closest to him.

Finally, several Scattered Cultivation Alliance elders reacted, and while directing their own Yin Ghosts to avoid Zhao Tian, they began to retreat in a panic.

They were frightened, you must know that Qian Lao is a figure of the same level as them, and his strength is considered a strong person in the grandmaster level, but now he is easily crushed by others, and he has no power to fight back, it is too terrifying!

However, Zhao Tian was too close to them, and he acted in advance, so he didn't have time to dodge.

Zhao Tian caught up with one of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance Elders, and without hesitation, he picked up the golden ball in his hand and smashed it out.

There was no way to avoid it, this Scattered Cultivation Alliance elder was also ruthless, his face was hideous, he slapped his chest with a hideous face, strange black veins floated on his skin, his aura nearly doubled in an instant, and his fist was wrapped in a black mist, facing the golden ball that smashed straight in.

However, everything was in vain, it was useless, and the result did not change.

There was a cracking sound, and the arm that collided with the golden orb first exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Then, there was a muffled sound from the old body, and the sections exploded one by one, and the stumps and flesh were scattered all over the ground.

At the same time as the old man died, a black ghost let out a terrible wail, which instantly turned into a piece of yin qi and collapsed.

This time, Zhao Tian finally saw clearly what was going on, a layer of faint light flowed on the surface of the golden sphere, sacred and condensed, as if it had great power.

Just as he was about to chase after another old man, Zhao Tian's hair on his back was upside down, and he sensed a deadly threat, and instantly moved out seven or eight meters away!

Phew!

A long knife one person high cut a three-meter-deep crack in the position where Zhao Tian was just now, and the blade turned around and killed Zhao Tian again.

"I almost forgot about this guy, so I'll use you to see how powerful this thing is. ”

There seemed to be a flame in Zhao Tian's eyes, it was so vigorous, and the life energy in his body was frantically poured into the golden ball, and then he threw it out fiercely.

The golden ball bloomed with unprecedented divine light, like a small sun, across the heavens and the earth, although the volume was not large, the power emitted was like a star, and it was extremely heavy.

Bang!

The katana that Fujiwara Jiro had turned into flew directly upside down, unable to maintain its form in mid-air, and re-transformed into a human form, spitting out the blood of Yin Hong, and smashing to the ground.

"It hurts!"

Vaguely, Zhao Tian seemed to hear Xiaohong's voice, it was too vague, and the surrounding battle was very noisy, so Zhao Tian was a little uncertain for a while!

Until now, Zhao Tian hadn't seen Xiaohong, and she was a little worried, she felt that Xiaohong must have come here, maybe she had encountered some trouble.

The golden light flashed in front of him, and the golden ball that was originally thrown into the distance was like an invisible silk thread connected to him, and the golden ball bounced on the ground and rolled straight to Zhao Tian's feet.

"Baga!"

Fujiwara Jiro was so angry that he jumped up from the ground and jumped nearly 30 meters high.

His whole person turned into a three-zhang long katana, as if he was about to split the heavens and the earth, and the pink cherry blossoms around him fell down, which was very beautiful!

Looking at Fujiwara Jiro, who came straight to him, Zhao Tian hooked the corners of his mouth, and his whole body was glowing, as if a god had descended to earth!

He took a diagonal step to the left, leaning forward, and the light on his right foot instantly became extremely intense, and the red kicked on the golden ball.