"You, defeated!"

Jiang Chen's eyes bloomed with a cold light.

His eyes stared at Xiang Tianwen, the wind blew on his body, his long hair moved, the cold light of his battle armor shimmered, and the Canglong Ancient Sword exuded a sense of vicissitudes and sharpness.

Looking at Xiang Tianwen, who was trampled under his feet, Jiang Chen felt infinite emotion in his heart.

Two years ago, the Holy Martial Sword Sect.

Facing Xiang Tianwen's remnant of divine thoughts, he didn't have any power to fight back.

Even the power of one of the other party's fingers.

It was to crush the master Qi Daotian to death, so that Xiao Qingyi had to sacrifice his soul, and the appearance of the green cow boy in time was the life that he left.

A few months ago.

When he first entered Zhongzhou, his identity was exposed, and he was wanted by Xiang Tianwen, became a street rat, and had to hide everywhere.

The Battle of the Holy Blood City.

Xiang Tianwen just appeared with an arcane Dharma body, which was also a finger, and he could only resist in front of him with all his best and save his life.

Last time, Magic Mountain City.

Facing Xiang Tianwen again, he could already fight with him, and finally used the Sword of God Slaughter to severely damage his soul. let him cultivate for half a year and gave himself a chance to breathe.

Now......

Xiang Tianwen was trampled under his feet!

Although it has only been a few years before and after, along the way, Jiang Chen has wandered on the edge of life and death countless times, and has brushed shoulders with death countless times.

In Jiang Chen's heart, the hatred for Xiang Tianwen turned into a source of power for cultivation, and Xiang Tianwen was like a majestic mountain that he needed to climb with all his might.

Today.

Finally, I climbed to the top of the mountain.

It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance!

Jiang Chen stared at Xiang Tianwen, the Canglong Ancient Sword was cold and light, and said lightly: "Xiang Tianwen, in your eyes back then, I was just an ant that could be pinched to death." You killed my master, caused Tsing Yi to not wake up to this day, and killed countless innocent disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect. Today, the hatred between us is finally going to be cleared!"

"I—I actually lost? Defeated by your ant? This—How is this possible? I am Xiang Tianqing, how can I lose?"

Xiang Tianwen looked dazed.

His eyes were full of despair, a look of disgrace, and his lips trembled like unconscious walking corpses.

He has always been invincible, and it is difficult for him to accept defeat!

Not to mention......

It was Jiang Chen who defeated him who was never taken seriously by him!

At one point, he even suspected that he was in a dream.

However.

The cold feeling coming from the Canglong Ancient Sword was extremely real, as if to remind him that all this was true.

"Xiang Tian asked, today, I will cut your head with my hand and avenge those innocent deaths!" Jiang Chen's eyes burst out with a cold light, he was finally going to slash the enemy, and his grievances with him were finally going to be settled today.

Airplanes!

The cold light on the Canglong Ancient Sword swallowed and slashed towards Xiang Tianwen's throat.

However......

Just as the Canglong Ancient Sword was about to cut off Xiang Tianwen's head, a pitch-black light burst out from Xiang Tianwen's body. This black light turned into a round ball, sheltering Xiang Tianwen in it, the black light was very powerful, containing monstrous demonic intent.

Shengsheng shook the Canglong Ancient Sword away, and Jiang Chen's body also exploded and retreated one after another.

Airplanes!

The black light converged, and a pitch-black figure appeared behind Xiang Tianwen.

This is a demon ancestor-like existence.

Majestic, domineering, as deep as a sea of stars.

His eyes were pitch black, like an abyss, and he didn't see any brilliance, but they were breathtaking. At a glance, Jiang Chen's heart shook wildly, a wisp of golden blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared at the pitch-black figure: "Great Perfection Demigod?"

"Huh?"

The majestic figure glanced at Jiang Chen, a look of surprise flashed in his indifferent gaze, and muttered, "You can still stay awake in front of this seat, no wonder you can defeat Tianwen, but it's a pity, no matter how talented you are, if you dare to hurt my apprentice, you will die!"

Swish!

A pitch-black palm fell in the air and slapped towards Jiang Chen.

This palm contains demonic light, as if it is a world, thick and powerful, a palm of the Great Perfection demigod, enough to destroy a country!

The terrifying coercion made Jiang Chen's body tremble.

The terrifying pressure of death made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and a chill swept through his body. The big black hand seemed to have turned into the clutches of death, wanting to wipe out Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen's eyes burst out with two balls of essence light, and the eyes of the sky kept him awake, and he roared angrily: "Dragon Battle Xingye!"

"True One Tree Realm!"

The attacks that came out one after another, with the blessing of the sea-like true yuan, hit the black ** palm.

Boom!

The sword light shattered, and the dragon's claws shattered.

"Immortal Realm King Fist!"

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with fierce light, urging the "Immortal Realm King Fist", and the twenty-seven-fold increase in combat power made Jiang Chen's momentum skyrocket: "Dragon Battle Xingye!"

However......

Even though Jiang Chen's combat power increased by twenty-seven times, it only made the black ** palm smack slightly, and the Demon God Palace Lord snorted coldly, and easily dissolved it, and the terrifying coercion came towards Jiang Chen.

The gap between the two in cultivation is too big!

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly sounded, and a flash of blue light rushed from the sky, shattering the black ** palm with a bang.

The Demon God Palace Lord's pupils shrank and he looked towards the sky.

I saw that the green cow boy was riding the green ox and stepped into the air, his porcelain doll-like little face was full of anger, and he said in a deep voice: "Ren Tianxing, you dare to trespass into the secret realm of the holy war and interfere with the progress of the holy war, don't you want to live?"

"It turned out to be a child!"

The director of the Demon God Palace, Tianxing, smiled faintly and said calmly, "The boy should know that Tianwen is the personal disciple of this seat, and he is also the preparatory son of the Holy Realm. His thoughtfulness cannot be missed, and this seat is only preparing the Holy Son to protect the Holy Realm, what's wrong?"

Domineering, flamboyant.

Even in the face of the green cow boy, he is still fearless!

Qingniu Boy's face also changed one after another, and he snorted coldly, and said, "Xiang Tianwen's safety is naturally important, but this is not a reason for you to intervene in the holy war. What's more, as a consummate demigod, bullying a junior of the Emperor Realm, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"What does it have to do with me if the world damages my reputation for me? I am the devil in the world, let me go alone!"

The Demon God Palace Lord spoke proudly, glanced at Jiang Chen with a contemptuous gaze like looking at an ant, and said lightly, "Today, this seat will give you a thin face for the Qingniu boy, and spare this kid's life." ”

"Humph!"

The green cow boy seemed to be afraid and did not stop it.

The Demon God Palace Lord looked at Xiang Tianwen, and with a crisp snap, he slapped Xiang Tianwen firmly in the face. Xiang Tianwen was thrown out and rolled on the ground dozens of times before stopping.

Xiang Tianwen covered his face and stood up.

Ren Tianxing looked at him and said lightly: "Awake?"

"Thank you, Master, the disciple is awake!" Xiang Tianwen said in a deep voice, the confusion in his eyes had been completely dissolved.

Ren Tianxing nodded: "Since you're awake, you should know what to do, right?"

"The disciple understands that it is not important to gain or lose for a while, what matters is who can have the last laugh!"

Xiang Tianwen said solemnly, then looked up at Jiang Chen, his eyes showed a cold look, "Jiang Chen, this seat admits that I have underestimated you before. Today's battle is a lifelong shame for this seat, and only your blood can wash it away. A year later, at the top of the Demon God Palace, there will be no life and death in a battle!"

Jiang Chen's pupils shrank, staring at Xiang Tianwen, his fighting intent was monstrous, fearless: "You are already a defeated general under my men, whether it is a year later or ten years later, you can no longer be my opponent." It's just that after a year, this palace master will never interfere with us again, right?"

Ren Tianxing glanced at Jiang Chen and did not speak.

The Qingniu boy said: "Jiang Chen, don't worry! After a year, this boy will personally accompany you to the Demon God Palace!"

"Good!"

Jiang Chen glanced at the Qingniu boy gratefully, his indifferent gaze paused on Xiang Tianwen's body for a moment, and then looked at Ren Tianxing: "Ren Palace Master, today's hatred of the palm, I Jiang Chen remember it in my heart." If he has the opportunity one day, I will definitely ask the palace master for a lesson or two!"

"Hahaha, interesting and interesting, this seat is waiting for you!"

Ren Tianxing laughed, grabbed Xiang Tianwen, and walked away.

Burst!

Jiang Chen spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, staring at the direction in which Ren Tianxing and the others were leaving, his eyes becoming more and more cold: "After a year...... I will behead your master and apprentice under the sword of Canglong!"

(End of chapter)