The Nine Realms of the Dao Body are invincible in close quarters!

Facing the monks under the high-level gods, Jiang Xiaochen could already do this step. [No pop-ups.]

Almost instantly, the gentleman was bruised and swollen like a pig, and his mouth let out a terrible, heart-rending scream.

Syllable!

The screams stopped abruptly, and the gentleman fell from the sky to the ground.

In the end, it was motionless, and only one breath remained.

All the monks could see the boy who had fallen to the ground.

At this time, the whole body is already more than a circle larger than before.

Hurt but not dead!

It hurts to the bone marrow!

When Wang Quan saw this scene, he had the most profound understanding.

At this time, he gasped in his heart, and his body trembled a little.

He didn't want to go through this experience again.

"Take him!"

Wang Quan shouted loudly, and asked the surrounding gentlemen to make a move.

A group of gentlemen, ranging from the threefold to the fivefold realm of the Divine Dao, condensed the power of imprisonment to suppress Jiang Xiaochen.

But Jiang Lonely is like a dragon going out to sea and a phoenix dancing for nine days!

Between the palms of his fists, the falling power of imprisonment was shattered, and he couldn't stop him for half a point.

Instead, he stepped on the supreme spiritual footwork and suddenly appeared beside the gentlemen.

Bang Bang Bang!

Immediately afterward, a gentleman was knocked away.

Like punching bags, they were beaten into the air and did not fall.

Jiang Xiaochen had thousands of fist prints and countless palm shadows at this time, constantly slapping on the bodies of the gentlemen.

Then, the monks all around them saw a scene that surprised them.

They saw a figure fly up in the courtyard of the ancient courtyard, and then fell straight to the ground.

But all the gentlemen who fell to the ground were all the same.

That is, the whole body is bruised and swollen, and the faces are like pig's heads, unrecognizable, and they can't see the original appearance.

In the air, figures rise and fall alternately.

At the same time, the sound of screams also spread throughout the city.

By the time of the fiftieth breath, there were three hundred unrecognizable children lying on the ground.

They could no longer scream, only a breathless, moaning in pain.

There was a deathly silence all around them.

No one could have imagined that this would be the case.

Jiang Xiaochen only came out for only two hundred breaths, and there were three hundred unrecognizable faces.

That kind of look, I saw that everyone's scalps were numb and their bodies were cold.

"Terrible, this is definitely a demonic method!"

"Wang Quan and others, I'm afraid I'll kick the iron plate this time!"

"It's ....... Who's the real one?"

The monks thought in shock.

Jiang Xiaochen is too strong, a cultivator of the Heavenly Dao Ninefold Realm can actually do this?

At this time, there were still two hundred gentlemen floating around.

They no longer have the arrogant appearance they used to be, but they are like cicadas, and their eyes looking at Jiang Xiaochen are full of infinite fear.

"You garbage dare to call yourself a gentleman?"

"I don't think it's any different from rubbish!"

Jiang Xiaochen opened his mouth lightly and continued to step forward.

This time, he took the initiative to kill the children of the surrounding areas.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochen take the initiative to kill, the faces of the remaining gentlemen changed greatly, and their legs trembled.

"It's ....... This demon, we are not invincible at all, run away!"

These gentlemen are pampered and have fragile voices.

It's just because they were born in the big forces and have a good identity.

In the first fifty breaths, those gentlemen didn't react at all, and they were knocked down by Jiang Xiaochen.

Now, the remaining fragile psychological defenses have been destroyed.

"Jiang Xiaochen, spare your life, we surrender!"

"Jiang Xiaochen, don't mess around, my father is ......."

"Jiang Xiaochen, you can't hurt me, otherwise, my family won't let you go. ”

.......

At this time, the surrounding gentlemen screamed and begged for mercy and said these words.

But Jiang Xiaochen was indifferent.

Whether it was threatening to beg for mercy, Jiang Xiaochen would be beaten violently.

He knows the psychology of the gentleman best.

These guys even dare to compare with him?

Then they are absolutely self-defeating!

I think he was young in his previous life, but he was the first gentleman in the Nine Heavens.

It is that many emperors in the Heavenly Dao Realm have been beaten by him when they were young.

Therefore, Wang Quan, Qin Zhiming, and Luan Yutao dared to call themselves the three great masters of the City of Exile in front of him, which was really no different from the class gate getting an axe.

No matter how these gentlemen begged for mercy and threatened, Jiang Xiaochen beat them all over again.

They wanted to escape, but under the double ban, they didn't have any chance.

After a hundred breaths, of the five hundred gentlemen who came, only Wang Quan, Qin Zhiming, Luan Yutao, and their entourage remained.

Of course, in the ancient courtyard, the gentlemen have been piled up into an R mountain, and the scene is so spectacular.

At this time, Jiang Xiaochen appeared in front of the three major gentlemen.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Jiang Xiaochen smiled mildly.

The three squires are still in a daze at this time.

Especially Wang Quan, cold sweat flowed.

Five hundred gentlemen were only put down in the middle of a hundred breaths, and they were all beaten violently.

Jiang Xiaochen's gentle smile was a hundred times more terrifying than the demon's smile in their eyes.

"The old man, kill him!"

Luan Yutao was also panicked at this moment, and at this moment immediately ordered the family elder behind him, who had already stepped into the Divine Dao Sevenfold Realm with half a foot, to make a move.

Jiang Xiaochen was naturally more aggressive, and took the initiative to bully and kill.

However, this Luan family elder had already seen that Jiang Xiaochen was a terrifying body cultivator.

Therefore, the distance between him and Jiang Xiaochen was opened for the first time.

At the same time, he had condensed a terrifying attack, bombarding Jiang Shichen from afar.

"Under the long-range attack, what can you do to me?"

"It's you, on the contrary, you can die!"

The old Luan family opened his mouth coldly.

The six-fold low-grade artifact in his hand conjured up countless sword shadows and slashed towards Jiang Xiaochen.

The sword light is intertwined, full of the power of Shinto, and even more powerful of Shinto rules.

Obviously, he was about to step into the sevenfold realm of Shinto, and he had already touched a wisp of Shinto rules.

A wisp of the power of the rules of the Divine Dao is contained in thousands of sword shadows, as long as it slashes Jiang Xiaochen's body, it can inflict a fatal blow on Jiang Xiaochen.

Jiang Xiaochen just looked calm, standing in the center of thousands of sword shadows.

The other party thought that he could cut him by distancing himself, which was too naïve and ridiculous.

Seven Holy Swords suddenly appeared in his hand!

At this time, his seven-colored divine thoughts fused with the sword and became one.

"A wisp of Shinto rules!"

Among the thousands of sword shadows, Jiang Xiaochen easily captured the wisp of Shinto rules hidden in the sword shadows.

Then, Jiang Xiaochen had already raised his sword and stabbed out.

The third style of the Qinglian Sword Technique, a sword, fly across the sky!

The next moment, Jiang Xiaochen's figure flew up and stepped over thousands of sword shadows.

And these sword shadows were all repelled by Qinglian's sword intent, and they couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

It wasn't until it appeared in front of the sword shadow that contained a wisp of the power of the rules of the Divine Dao that the Seven Holy Swords in Jiang Xiaochen's hand stabbed out.

Boom!

The sound of the avenue vibrates, and the sound of the sword groans resounds.

The void was silent, and thousands of sword shadows shattered and disappeared like pieces of ice crystals.

At this time, the tip of Jiang Xiaochen's Seven Holy Swords had already been pointed at the throat of the old man of the Luan family.