Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Great War Shocks
"Dad!" Jiang Yan saw Jiang Xuan's heavy blow, and his always resolute face was also white, and he said urgently.
Mu Jingtian's eyes were indifferent. The palm condensed by the power of space continued unabated, and he slapped Jiang Xuan, who had no martial power to protect him, fiercely. It seems that he wants to rely on this trick to be ruthless to Jiang Xuan.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan's eyes were cold. He lowered his head and quickly asked the golden array in his body, "Are you ready, there are no other people here." If we delay any longer, my dad will be more than lucky!"
The Golden Array Yuan Shen in Jiang Yan's body also twitched the corners of his mouth, the opponent was a strong man whose strength had reached the middle stage of the Martial Sect, if his physical body was still there. I pinched it to death casually. But now he is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself, so he can only continue: "Now I can take you to escape." And there is a 30% chance of saving your father. If your dad can withstand this attack. Give me a little more time. There's a 50 percent chance I'll seriously injure an old guy. ”
Jiang Yan was silent, but his fist was clenched tightly. That resolute face. There was a touch of unwillingness to yearn for power.
Let him exchange his own father's life for himself to escape. And then come back many years later to take revenge. This result was unacceptable to him. He would rather be at a time like this. Died with his father. I don't want to see the people I love die first.
Brush!
Just after Jin Zhen informed him of the actual situation, Jiang Yan's figure suddenly shot out and appeared in front of Jiang Xuan.
Jiang Yan took a deep breath and looked at the huge palm print that was slowly fanning over but had a terrifying momentum. He slowly closed his eyes in Mu Tiantian's surprised eyes, and his mind sank into the sea of martial energy.
There, the golden array was waving his hands in unison, and the light that was mysteriously wrapped in runes condensed in his hands. The golden array was engrossed in manipulating the light. was not distracted by Jiang Yan's impulsiveness.
On the edge of the golden array. Jiang Yan saw Long Mo with a helpless face. He was looking at him with apprehensive eyes.
"If I die, it won't do you any good! You know what will happen to you!" Jiang Yan's voice was unwavering. Long Mo has been careful since he was debunked. There was a gap with him. Although I don't usually say it. But lately there has been a lot less talking.
"You're in my body, and you can recover slowly. But if it really falls into the hands of a strong man in the middle of the martial sect. I'm afraid that it will only be devoured or erased from the mind. The fate of melting into a machine spirit!" Jiang Yan saw that Ying Long did not speak. Continue to speak.
Ying Long's eyes narrowed. The body burning with dark red flames was entrenched in Jiang Yan's sea of martial energy. The wings behind him are folded. Obviously, Jiang Yan's words touched him a little.
"I promised you before that I wouldn't refine your flame!" Jiang Yan didn't look at the spatial giant palm that was getting closer and closer. Said lightly.
"The Golden Array can help me escape now. He also has the ability to continue to seal you if you help me. My dad is going to die. You know my character. If my dad died. There will be hatred in my heart. This hatred will drive me crazy. When the time comes. I don't care about any demons. Once I have enough strength. I will definitely devour your beast fire as soon as possible. Train your soul into a tool in an unconscious weapon.
Long Mo's face instantly became extremely ugly. I've been with Jiang Yan for so long. He knew that this kid could definitely do what he said. Although for a lot of people. The Heart Demon is the most terrifying existence on the path of cultivation. But in the history of the Martial Continent. It's not that no one has broken the oath of the demons.
"I'm telling you very clearly. In this case. If you don't help me, you're an accomplice. I, Jiang Yan, have clear grievances. You helped me. Naturally, I will be grateful to you. Otherwise. I'm probably going to die here today. You've been discovered by this old jug. Life is better than death. Or I run away. The result is the same!" Jiang Yan's voice was unprecedentedly cold. If Long Mo really stood by this time. Then the result must be extremely miserable.
Feeling the somewhat paranoid determination in Jiang Yan's voice. Long Mo's face was also helpless. He lazily stretched his waist. Fang Cai said helplessly: "Brother." It was the middle of the martial arts period. I was only at the peak of the Martial Sect during the period of my total victory. Now, there's no certainty that he'll be able to take his full blow. ”
"You have a way! Otherwise, you wouldn't be so hesitant. Say it. I'll do my best to help you!" Jiang Yan saw that the black giant palm was already close in front of him. Low road.
"I want that martial god body!" Long Mo's eyes were full of cunning: "Give me that body, not lend it to me!"
Jiang Yan didn't hesitate and nodded.
"Good!"
Long Mo saw that Jiang Yan agreed very simply. was stunned, although Jiang Yan had said before that he would give him this martial god body. However, he always felt that this was Jiang Yan's means to test himself.
"I don't have a choice now, if I don't make a move, we will all die here!" Jiang Yan felt Long Mo's hesitation! Worthless.
Jiang Yan's mind slowly withdrew from the sea of martial qi, and his closed eyes also opened. There was a loud rumbling sound in his ears again. Amazing force of force. The huge palm print, wrapped in the power of space, is already close in front of you.
Jiang Xuan, who was blocked by Jiang Yan's immature body, saw this scene. It was also a tearing eye, struggling to get up from the ground. Push away Jiang Yan who was in front of him. This is a blow from a strong man in the middle of the Martial Sect, and Jiang Yan's move is tantamount to blocking the car with a mantis arm.
"Haha! Take your flesh back with you. I'll take care of you. Mu Tiantian's face was full of hideousness, and his palm wind became more and more fierce. A palm slap down.
However, just when his palm print was about to fall on Jiang Yan's body. The latter, who has not moved. He raised his head sharply. In those black eyes. It was as if a dark red flame was rising. What's even more amazing. Jiang Yan's body glowed with a burst of golden light. There seems to be a Sanskrit sound. Then, the corners of the boy's mouth. In Mu Tian's tightly locked pupils. Slowly cocked.
"Bang!"
Jiang Yan's palm swung out like lightning. Less than half a meter in front of Jiang Yan, a huge spatial crack was formed. A large, glittering golden hand reached out from the crack. grabbed Mu's shocking black giant palm.
The power of the furious force fluctuates. It spread out of mid-air. The whole sky was boiling over it.
Mu Jingtian's eyes suddenly widened at this time, because he saw it. A full slap of his own. was actually picked up by a mid-martial arts boy.
"How is that possible!"
Even Jiang Xuan's face behind Jiang Yan was incredible. As Jiang Yan's father. He knew that his son had some secrets that no one knew. Including the mysterious flame that killed the White Marshal during the last election of the princes and kings. It is likely to be related to Ying Long when they were on the adventure of the 100,000 Mountains before. But he never imagined that Jiang Yan had the strength to take over the middle stage of the Martial Sect.
And just before the two of them could recover from the shock, the golden giant hand in mid-air shook fiercely and grabbed the wrist of the black giant hand. Pulling down violently, an indescribable huge force came, and the body that was shocking in mid-air. It disappeared in place. He was dragged out of the spatial crack in the sky. Slammed into the ground. It's already a cold winter. The ground that had been firmly frozen cracked instantly.
Jiang Yan's eyes were cold. Lift the balls of your feet. Stomped Mu Jingtian's back. The land. It collapsed in an instant.
Poof.
Mu shocked a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and his eyes were full of horror. He couldn't imagine it anyway. A teenager in the middle of a martial arts. How could it be all of a sudden. With such terrifying power.
Of course, he wasn't the only one who was shocked. Even Jiang Xuan, who was struggling to stand up on the ground, was at a loss. The golden hand condensed by Jiang Yan just now was like substance, obviously one level higher than the spatial power that Mu Jingtian had mastered. Jiang Xuan's always elegant gaze was also a little stunned. Everything that suddenly happened here. It's all beyond his imagination.
"Little brute, you are looking for death!" The shocking eyes of Mu were a little cold, and they were full of eerie killing intent for the first time.
Jiang Yan didn't seem to hear his voice, raised his foot, and kicked it in the chest. The latter immediately flew out a dozen distances. Leaves a long trail on the ground.
At this time, although it was Ying Long who controlled the Buddha's relics and powers. However, Jiang Yan still has the ability to move his body.
After kicking that Mu shocking the sky away, Jiang Yan slowly raised his head, his shining golden body, coupled with his eyes burning with dark red flames, made him look like an ancient beast. Then some hoarse voices echoed in this world.
"Old crumb, you may not be able to go back today!"
Jiang Yan clenched his fists, and dark red flames swept out of his body, and a scorching and violent flame permeated his golden body.
When Mu Jingtian felt the temperature of that flame, his face suddenly changed. Because of this flame, he had seen it recorded in ancient books. It was the flame of a top-level demon beast, and it should be the dragon's breath!
When that scorching flame swept out of Jiang Yan's body. Zhao Bankuo, Zhou Meier and others, who had already run away, also felt it. However, they only thought that Jiang Xuan and Mu Jingtian were fighting. And didn't dare to come back and watch the battle. After all, this level of hand-to-hand is not something they can control. And Jiang Yan. In their eyes. It's just a little military commander who was forcibly left behind.
"Ying Longxi?!"
Mu Jingtian's pupils, who had risen from the ground in embarrassment, also shrank suddenly, and his gaze stayed dead on Jiang Yan, who had a dark red flame rising on the surface of his body. As a powerhouse in the middle of the martial arts. He could feel that what really threatened him was not the dark red flames burning on Jiang Yan's body. Rather, it was the latter's body that emitted a golden light. The flesh rune flashed. There seems to be a lingering Sanskrit sound. Give him a sense of danger.
Mu shocked the sky and suddenly retreated.