The scene of Long Jiaoyang vomiting blood made the Pig Heavenly King feel a chill in their hearts, Long Jiaoyang really seemed to be unable to obtain the Heavenly Sword Immortal Stone, such a treasure was already close at hand, but he couldn't get it, this was really embarrassing.

"See, if Long Jiaoyang can obtain the Heavenly Sword Immortal Stone, how can he vomit blood?" Park Zhenzi's eyes were gloomy, and his words were vicious, "I want to sue you, those who forcibly take other people's things will not have good results." ”

"Damn, you have to say this to yourself!"

The Pig Heavenly King was completely angry, he didn't care that Chu Jiangfan, a peerless powerhouse, was here, shuttled and walked in front of Park Zhenzi domineeringly, and the thick-backed knife in his hand cut out layers of waterway pattern strangulation vortex, wanting to destroy the enemy with one blow.

Park Zhenzi was extremely cautious, and in the face of the sudden sneak attack of the Pig Heavenly King, he quickly dodged and leaned towards Chu Jiangfan.

Chu Jiangfan turned into a green shadow and struck again, his spell could not hurt the Pig Heavenly King, but his strength hit the Pig Heavenly King's nose and swollen face, very wolf.

Ao Tao was very bloody at this moment, it showed its original form, and pumped towards Chu Jiangfan with a dragon's tail.

Chu Jiangfan's hand turned into a giant palm covering the sky, and with a slap, half of Ao Tao's body was cracked and hit into the depths of the bottom of the pool. Ao Tao screamed and fell to the bottom of the pool, and the entire water surface of the earthquake was fluctuating.

Long Jiaoyang was awakened by Ao Tao's screams, he suppressed the continuous surging blood, and saw that half of Ao Tao's dragon body was cracked apart, and blood stained the bottom of the pool. The Pig King was also beaten and was unable to fight back.

Long Jiaoyang said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by taking advantage of me to take treasure and hurt my companion?"

Chu Jiangfan knocked the Pig Heavenly King away with one hand, and looked at Long Jiaoyang coldly and said, "What do you mean by killing my people from Xianfu Academy?"

"It turned out to be the rescuers brought by these shameless people, okay, when I clean up all of you, I'll come to get the Heavenly Sword Immortal Stone." Long Jiaoyang walked down from the Heavenly Sword Immortal Stone, and his words shocked everyone.

How powerful the Xianfu Academy is, Long Jiaoyang is completely fearless, to face the people of the Xianfu Academy in front of everyone, the key is that he didn't understand the situation at all, and actually said in front of an elder of the Emperor-level Immortal Mansion Academy that he was going to clean them all up.

This is undoubtedly a provocative statement that is self-defeating.

"Bold fanatic, do you know who is in front of you?" Yu Wenfeng was enraged by Long Jiaoyang's disdainful words.

"Do I need to know? He's taken action against my companion, and this battle is inevitable. Long Jiaoyang walked out of the area shrouded by the Heavenly Sword Immortal Stone Purple Qi Immortal Pattern, not afraid of Daoyu Wenfeng's anger to the extreme, she admired Chu Jiangfan very much, and even liked Chu Jiangfan very much in her heart, and now Long Jiaoyang's provocative words so contemptuous made her so angry that she couldn't suppress her murderous intent.

Therefore, Yu Wenfeng directly urged the immortal pattern magic weapon in her hand.

The immortal pattern magic weapon held by Yu Wenfeng is an arm-length heavenly thunder cone, which is shaped like a cone and is covered with thunder patterns. This is a strange treasure that has absorbed the immortal-level thunder tribulation and condensed it.

"You turn me to ashes!"

Yu Wenfeng held the heavenly thunder cone in his hand, and flew in the sky to hit Long Jiaoyang.

The Heavenly Thunder Cone bloomed with a demonic blue qi, and then evolved into a terrifying immortal-level thunder tribulation, which is a terrifying thunder tribulation power that wants to destroy the world, enough to destroy any big city.

The majesty of the Immortal-level Thunder Tribulation surpassed that of the Immortal Pattern Cultivator, and countless people were forced to kneel with frightened faces, suppressed by the majesty emanating from the Heavenly Thunder Cone.

Many people have seen Long Jiaoyang fight with the Holy Son of the Little Thunder God Temple, and they know that Long Jiaoyang's physical body can resist the thunder pattern, but this time they don't think that Long Jiaoyang can resist it, because this is not at the same level as the thunder pattern issued by the Holy Son of the Little Thunder God Temple.

When everyone thought that Long Jiaoyang was going to dodge, they were shocked to find that Long Jiaoyang did not advance but retreated, and took the initiative to meet the power of the immortal-level thunder tribulation.

"Is Long Jiaoyang trying to commit suicide?"

At this moment, such a question emerged in the hearts of countless people? Immortal-level thunder tribulation ordinary cultivators will die when they encounter it, although Long Jiaoyang's physical body can resist thunder patterns, it must be in vain when it encounters the power of immortal-level thunder tribulation.

"Don't do it yourself!" Yu Wenfeng's mouth sneered, "This sentence is suitable for yourself." Suddenly, a voice sounded in Yu Wenfeng's ears, and before Yu Wenfeng could react, she was attacked by a terrifying force, Yu Wenfeng almost fainted in pain, and she sensed that most of the bones in her body were broken, and the eight veins of the Qi Meridian were broken more.

Yu Wenfeng wanted to scream in horror, and all the blood gushed out of his mouth.

This time, the audience was even more silent, and everyone's eyes widened, looking at Long Jiaoyang, who directly broke through the power of the immortal-level thunder tribulation and hit Yuwen Feng with one blow.

At this moment, Long Jiaoyang grabbed the Heavenly Thunder Cone that bloomed with the light of the Endless Thunder Tribulation, standing in the void, like a god.

Chu Jiangfan's face was extremely ugly, and he caught Yu Wenfeng, who was extremely injured, after he caught Yu Wenfeng, he quickly stopped the bleeding and healed his injuries, his eyebrows like knives were condensed together, and the killing intent was endless.

"You hurt my companion, can't I hurt your companion if I'm so difficult?" Long Jiaoyang sensed Chu Jiangfan's gaze, and condescendingly looked down at the crowd of onlookers, feeling that his scalp was numb, how many years, no one dared to do this to Xianfu Academy, because everyone needed to borrow Xianfu Academy to enter the major temples, in order to climb the peak of the Xiuzhen Road.

In this way, Xianfu Academy has developed the arrogance of giving orders to the major forces in Cangzhou, and many people of the forces dare not speak out against Xianfu Academy. In the crowd of onlookers, there was no holy son who was selected by Chu Jiangfan, and the saints naturally hated him.

At this time, Long Jiaoyang was in front of everyone, and he was so strong against Xianfu Academy and Chu Jiangfan, which made them feel that they had the same hatred and hatred, and their blood was boiling.

Pu Zhenzi and the other two people from the Immortal Mansion Academy stared at the dragon sun in the void, and couldn't help but look at each other, it was hard to believe that a saint-level realm cultivator could ignore the power of the immortal pattern magic weapon.

"The deity made a move, but it didn't hurt your companion's meridians, their injuries were not too serious, but your shot interrupted Yuwen Feng's eight meridians!" Chu Jiangfan was furious, and the power of the peak of the emperor-level realm was in all directions, suppressing the dragon Jiaoyang in the void.

Sacrificing Yuan Ling, Wu Yu and the others were all suppressed and prostrate on the ground, unable to move at all. Long Jiaoyang was still standing in the void, he looked down at Chu Jiangfan and said, "I am not afraid of the immortal pattern magic weapon, do you think your imperial power can suppress me?"

After a slight pause, Long Jiaoyang said indifferently, "The eight veins of the Qi Jing are broken, in your opinion, Yan zhòng has a crisis in the future of cultivation, but it is not difficult for me to cure her." ”

Everyone was stunned, and immediately many people remembered the identity of Long Jiaoyang's alchemist.

"You and these two can be fearless of spell attacks, you have eaten the Immortal Golden Pill, right?" Chu Jiangfan was well-informed, when he failed to kill the Pig Heavenly King with one blow before, he began to suspect that the Pig Heavenly King had eaten the Immortal Golden Pill.

Long Jiaoyang ignored the attack of the immortal pattern magic weapon just now, which undoubtedly proved this point even more.