It was only at this time that Jiang Xiaochen no longer retained a single moment, and a powerful aura swept between heaven and earth.

The fighting spirit is like a volcanic eruption, rushing up to the clouds and shaking the Quartet.

The previous journey, for him, was just a warm-up.

"Whoever dares to insult the tiger power of this prince will die!"

The white-faced tiger was extremely angry, and Jiang Xiaochen kept saying that he wanted to take his tiger bones and make tiger soup, and the killing thoughts in his heart were already swirling.

He was the only one who fed on the Terran monks!

Now, Jiang Xiaochen treats him as food.

Hateful, damn it!

The white-faced tiger struck head-on, and directly transformed, turning into a huge white tiger like a small mountain.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared and shook the sky, and the wind surged.

The white-faced tiger stood majestically above the void, stepping in the air, and facing Jiang Xiaochen.

There was a terrifying and boundless aura emanating from him.

This is the breath of the blood of the White Tiger, one of the ten fierce ones.

The white-faced tiger has awakened a wisp of the power of the white tiger's bloodline, no wonder he can be called this prince.

Its tiger power is indeed amazing, terrifying, and invincible!

At this time, his white tiger claws slapped towards Jiang Xiaochen.

A white tiger mark burst out of its giant claws.

Directly piercing through the void, it will be imprinted on Jiang Xiaochen's body.

White Tiger Print!

This is the lore skill of the White Tiger, one of the ten fierce ones.

Legend has it that the white tiger was printed, and the stars, the sun and the moon fell.

The power is ten thousand times more terrifying than the power of the gods.

However, what the white-faced tiger used was only a trace of residual skill, which was urged with the help of a trace of blood in the body.

Vaillant is only one billionth of a true White Tiger Seal.

But for the monks of the current realm, it is already terrifying and boundless.

In the face of this blow, Jiang Xiaochen's expression remained unchanged, and the Dragon Sacred Sword appeared in his hand.

Directly evolve the first form of the Cangtian Sword Technique, the first sword of the sky!

A sword came out, shaking the Nine Heavens Galaxy and shaking thousands of miles of time and space.

The terrifying sword intent is all over the world.

At this time, a colorful sword condensed and stabbed towards the white tiger seal.

Shout!

The white tiger mark was pierced by the sword and continued to stab at the white-faced tiger.

But the attack of the White Tiger Seal also continued to fall towards Jiang Silent Dust Seal.

All things are destroyed!

Facing the remnant white tiger mark that had been pierced with a gap, Jiang Xiaochen directly killed with one punch.

Rumble!

Jiang Xiaochen's body shook and took a few steps back.

But that's about it.

His strength, his physical strength, has also reached an incredible level.

The strength to withstand is naturally amazing.

But the white-faced tiger can't.

Burst!

The colorful sword of the Heavenly Sword directly broke through his huge tiger body and pierced through.

He, who thinks he is a very strong tiger body, can't stop a single bit.

Powerful defense, under the light of the colorful sword, is only like paper paste.

"Roar!"

The white-faced tiger did not believe that this was the result at all.

Facing Jiang Xiaochen, he suddenly felt that he was very weak.

In fact, he knew that it was not that he was weak, but that the other party was too strong.

On any side, they are crushed by the other party.

Attack, Defense, Technique, Speed, Power......

He didn't believe that a cultivator of the Fivefold Realm of the Holy Dao could be so strong against the heavens.

Now I believe it.

But it's too late!

Jiang Xiaochen had already dodged to follow up, and the Dragon Sacred Sword in his hand continued to evolve and kill.

A thought of the sword of life and death!

This sword comes out, and a thought separates life and death.

The colorful sword rays, fast to the extreme, swept past the giants of the white-faced tiger.

Burst!

The huge white tiger's head was broken, and the tiger's blood stained the void red.

"The deity has said that he will personally come to your door and pluck your head, and he will never break his word. ”

Jiang Xiaochen spoke indifferently.

Then, the huge white tiger corpse was put into the Poison Devouring Bead Fragment space.

Jiang Xiaochen killed the white-faced tiger, and it was only a dozen breaths before and after, which was extremely fast.

By the time the monks reacted, the corpses of the white-faced tiger had already been put away by Jiang Xiaochen.

At this time, all the people were shocked to the point of speechlessness.

It was the glamorous black widow and Xie Xiaoyan who were going to fight, and they both stopped at this time and looked at Jiang Xiaochen in a daze.

Xie Xiaoyan didn't expect that this was Jiang Xiaochen's real strength, and all the way before, he only showed a part of his strength.

Black Widow's face changed at this time, although she was confident that she was stronger than the white-faced tiger, how strong could she be?

From Jiang Xiaochen's body, she felt that only from their boss could she sense the aura of a strong man against the sky.

"We all underestimated this person and shot together. ”

They don't care if the white-faced tiger lives or dies. The face is indifferent.

The short-haired man spoke directly at this time, wanting everyone to join forces.

A large black hammer appeared in his hand.

When it appeared, it was only the size of a thumb, but when it was slashed down by Jiang Xiaochen, it had turned into a giant hammer in the sky, which was extremely huge and fierce towards Jiang Xiaochen.

The silver-haired young man was an elven monk with a silver elven bow in his hand.

When held in the palm of your hand, the Elven Bow is also tiny and delicate.

But the next moment, a mysterious ancient elven rune appeared, and the small silver bow turned into a giant bow.

It is carved with exquisite patterns and patterns.

It is full of the breath of the elves, and everything is exquisite.

The silver-haired young man pulled the silver bow and pulled the silver arrow string, and the next moment, the endless moonlight condensed on the arrow body.

The terrifying light arrow condensed by the moonlight locked onto Jiang Xiaochen and shot at him.

The middle-aged monk, with ten phantom fingers, a mysterious circle of light emerged, falling from the sky, and circled towards Jiang Lonely.

There is also a glamorous black widow, who also shot at the same time, spit silk in her mouth, pierced the void, and wrapped herself in Jiang Xiaochen.

The four killers joined forces to strike a powerful blow and bombarded Xiang Jiang Xiaochen.

This blow was terrifying and earth-shattering.

At this time, Jiang Xiaochen was in the center of the four terrifying attacks, but his expression did not change at all.

Giant hammers, moonlight arrows, mystical apertures, spider silk, let these attacks fall on you.

Rumble!

The next moment, the attack completely submerged Jiang Xiaochen.

After receiving this blow, no matter who he is, he must die in the Heavenly Dao realm.

However, the faces of the four major killers changed drastically at the same time.

"Oh no, it's just an illusion. ”

The glamorous widow screamed.

At this time, there was a look of horror in their eyes.

At this moment, they didn't think much about it at all, and they were about to retreat quickly.

But Jiang Xiaochen was already floating in the air behind them, and the Dragon Sacred Sword in his hand slashed out.

The third style of the Heavenly Sword Technique, one sword roars for nine days!

It's still just four swords, one sword and four heavens.

But the power is no longer comparable to what it used to be.

The sound of the sword sounded, shaking for nine days.

As soon as the four of them moved, they were suddenly shocked.

Each of them had been stabbed through their bodies by a sword, and all they could do was avoid the vital point.

Burst!

The bodies of the four people shook violently, and the leaves were bloody.

And Jiang Xiaochen had already flickered, with the forbidden dagger in his hand, and he staggered past the short-haired man and the middle-aged monk.

Burst!

Then, two heads flew up, and the sky was red with blood.

Only the glamorous black widow and the silver-haired elf youth retreated in time and escaped their lives.

But their hearts have been filled with infinite fear.

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