Mu Wuhua roared, and used the secret martial arts vajra body in the Miaojue Temple, his body swelled in a circle, his muscles tightened, like a human bear, and he blasted towards Jiang Yun with a punch.

The vajra body of Miaojue Temple is the most famous hard qigong in the martial arts world of Gui Province, and once cultivated, it is infinitely powerful. Mu Wuhua is a half-step grandmaster's martial arts master, and this punch is infinitely powerful, and many martial arts masters are difficult to block.

Zuo Yifan's eyes were solemn, his body was weird, like a human snake, he went around to Jiang Yun's right side, and a snake fist blasted towards Jiang Yun from an unbelievable angle.

The snake fist of the snake fist gate is strange and extraordinary, once cultivated, the joints of the human body will be free to twist like a snake, weird and extraordinary, and the power is endless.

The bluestone Taoist was chanting words in his mouth, stretched out his hand and pointed at Jiang Yun, a yin wind blew, and bursts of black mist condensed to form a ghost head, opened his bloody mouth, and bit Jiang Yun fiercely.

Qingshiguan's ghost control technique is also a well-known evil art in the underground world of Gui Province, and he has killed many masters in this hand of ghost control. Even ordinary martial arts masters could hardly resist the ghost head's plots.

The five people of Tie Han are all half-step grandmaster level, the masters of the famous side, and the five of them join forces, even if they are martial arts masters, it is difficult to resist, and they can only be killed.

Jiang Yun smiled indifferently, and slammed his fist on Tie Han's sword, and the terrifying fist power exploded, and Tie Han's steel long sword was torn apart at once.

"How is that possible?"

Tie Han looked incredulous, and that one fist shattered everything and hit him.

The next moment, Tie Han's body exploded like the steel sword.

One blow killed Tie Han in seconds, and Jiang Yun slapped Luo Sandao's face with a palm at will.

Luo Sandao's head flew out of his body, his eyes were full of fear, and a stream of hot blood spurted out of his headless neck. As soon as the wind blew, his headless body fell to the ground.

Mu Wuhua took the opportunity to punch Jiang Yun's chest, but he was directly blocked by a layer of cyan body protective qi, and he couldn't move in at all.

Jiang Yun slapped it casually and slapped it on Mu Wuhua's chest.

There was a crackling, a crisp sound sounded, and the bones of Mu Wuhua's body were shattered one by one by Jiang Yun's terrifying palm power.

The wind that stayed beside Jiang Yun suddenly jumped, slammed his claws, and slashed his steel claws, with a trace of afterimage, and instantly cut off Zuo Yifan's head.

"Broken!!"

Jiang Yun grabbed it casually, grabbed it on the ghost head formed by the condensation of the bluestone Dao people, and crushed it with a bang, and forcibly crushed the ghost head into points.

"How is that possible!"

The face of the bluestone Daoist changed greatly, and he stepped back suddenly, his eyes flashing with incredulity.

"It's so strong! How could Jiang Yun, the leader of the Southern Alliance, be so strong this day?"

When the four elders and eight protectors of the Gu Poison Sect saw this scene, they were all dumbfounded, and their whole bodies were cold.

A fierce glint flashed in Hu Ningning's eyes, and he shouted sharply: "You are worthy of Sect Master Jiang who can kill Ding Heng, the Red Flame Hand! I don't believe that your physical body can resist special armor-piercing bullets, snipers! Kill him!"

In an instant, four murderous auras that ordinary people could not perceive suddenly diffused.

Bang, bang, bang!

With the sound of four gunshots, the heads of the four elders of the Gu Poison Sect exploded like watermelons, splashing red and white on the ground.

Hu Ningning's face turned pale and he shouted, "What's going on, what happened?"

"The Queen of Darkness under Jiang Yun's seat is really a tricky monster!!"

The arrogant, blonde-haired Western man frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, steel bars shot out like sharp arrows, shooting towards the four snipers, piercing the brains of the four snipers and nailing them directly to the wall.

The arrogant Western man looked at him calmly and said slowly, "Jiang Yun, I am the steel god Bruce among the twelve giants under the Heavenly Palace. This one is my partner, the Black Witch, one of the twelve giants of the Heavenly Palace. Your strength is good, and you are qualified to join our Heavenly Palace. As long as you join our Heavenly Palace, you can replace the position of Ding Heng, the Red Flame Hand, and become the head of our Heavenly Palace in Asia. ”

The Black Witch showed a sexy and charming smile: "Jiang Yun, one of the apprentices of Lord Chiyan Ding Heng Sikong Tianyan. His strength is also the lowest among the twelve giants of our Heavenly Palace. No matter how strong you are, if you are an enemy of the two of us at the same time, there is only one way to die. Surrender, it's your only chance of survival. ”

"The Twelve Giants of the Heavenly Palace! Today, the Heavenly Palace is going to have two less giants. ”

Jiang Yun smiled indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, the dense steel balls shot directly towards Bruce like bullets.

"Jiang Yun, you're looking for death!"

The fierceness in Bruce's eyes flashed, and countless pieces of steel flew out of a box and landed on him, forming a set of steel armor.

The dense steel balls hit Bruce's body, and they were immediately bounced away.

The black witch's beautiful eyes flashed coldly, the black light in her hand flashed, and a black magic book suddenly appeared. She silently recited an extremely strange incantation, pointed at Jiang Yun, and cast a spell stun technique.

A black spell flew directly out of the black magic book and landed on Jiang Yun's body.

Jiang Yun suddenly felt a slight pain in his head, and a wave of whirling sensations came to his heart.

Bruce's eyes flashed fiercely, and he held a steel gun two meters long with blood grooves engraved on the head, stabbing towards Jiang Yun like a humanoid tank.

Hu Ningning took out a snake flute and blew it frantically.

A twenty-meter-long black snake swam out of a large hole, spitting out letters, like a fierce beast that appeared from prehistory and fought with the wind around Jiang Yun.

The eight protectors of the Gu Poison Sect respectively held various Qimen weapons such as poisonous hooks and machetes, and attacked Jiang Yun from different directions.

Jiang Yun slapped his palm on the side of the two-meter-long steel spear, and shook the steel spear away with one palm.

The black witch silently recited the incantation, stretched out her hand and pointed, and cast a spell weak and weak.

An incomparably mysterious black spell flew out of the black magic book and landed on Jiang Yun's body with lightning speed.

Jiang Yun suddenly felt a weakness in his body, and his speed slowed down.

The poisonous hooks, machetes, and other Qimen weapons of the Eight Great Protectors of the Gu Poison Sect slashed at Jiang Yun's body protection qi at once, setting off a trace of ripples, and then they were directly shocked and flew away.

"You must kill the magician! Otherwise, even if I am as strong as me, she will use all kinds of spells to play to death!"

Jiang Yun's heart sank, he stretched out his hand and pressed it, and at once he untied the restriction of the Spirit King's heavy clothes, and the huge innate true qi poured into his whole body.

Under the strengthening of that innate true qi, Jiang Yun's sense of dizziness and weakness were weakened by more than eighty percent.