Domineering and arrogant!

This is the best word to describe Jiang Huahu!

Before Ling Xiao could speak, Ling Muxin had already rushed to the front and shouted, "The Demon Tiger Clan's miscellaneous is really arrogant, do you really think you will eat us?"

Ling Muxin can increase his combat power by twenty-seven times, except for Ling Xiao, he is definitely the most powerful person in Tianlongmen, even if it is Chang Haoyou or Lei Zhengyang, it may not be his opponent.

When will the people of the Jin clan be afraid of other people's provocations, although Ling Muxin knows that Ling Xiao is very powerful, he still has to stand up for Ling Xiao and shake the scene!

Jiang Huahu looked at Ling Muxin with a condescending look and said, "The only one who dares to scold our Demon Tiger Clan like this is the waste of the Jin Clan, report it, I won't kill the nameless!"

"Remember that it was Ling Muxin who killed you!" Ling Muxin exclaimed, an extra golden gun appeared in his hand, and a ninth-order peak dragon hovered beside him, which was extremely powerful!

The people of Tianlongmen looked at each other, and their eyes became respectful.

They are all disciples of the great forces, they know the strength of the Jin people, when Ling Muxin directly challenged Jiang Huahu, they were full of confidence in Ling Muxin, and believed that Ling Muxin would definitely be able to kill Jiang Huahu.

"Haha, okay, I'll give you a chance, whoever can win ten people on our side alone, you will have a way to live, otherwise...... Don't blame me for killing you all!" Jiang Huahu has the bloodthirsty and belligerent bloodline of the Demon Tiger Clan, and he talked about such a crazy decision.

Then, he shouted to the people behind him, "Atai, A-...... Nine of you will fight!".

"It's the boss!" the nine men stood up and shouted.

"Atai, this Jin clan waste will be handed over to you to deal with, remember, I only need to die, not live!" Jiang Huahu said with a cold smile.

A bald-headed strong man stood up, his tower-like body was full of explosiveness, with a thick chain hammer wrapped around his arms, and a ninth-order peak Huang Ganghu appeared beside him, roaring non-stop.

Jiang Taihu, the outstanding genius of the side branch of the Demon Tiger Clan, has the strength of the earth attribute, and his strength is second only to Jiang Huahu.

"Okay, let him die so much that he can't die anymore!" Jiang Taihu licked his tongue and looked at Ling Muxin.

At this time, both groups of men and horses retreated, making room for the two to fight.

The people of the Tianlong region have no choice for the time being, if they are the only ones who are fighting hard with the people of the Tianhu region now, if they can suppress these ten people, there may be a turnaround.

Ling Muxin didn't expect Jiang Huahu not to appear, but to send another person to fight against him, and he was very unhappy!

"Fight, I'll let you know that our Jin clan will always be the strongest!" Ling Muxin exclaimed in surprise, carrying the golden gun and his talisman Jiaolong towards Jiang Taihu and killing him.

Jiang Taihu let out a sound like a tiger roar, "Let go of your mother's bullshit, see if I kill you!"

The two of them collided with each other at the same time, making an earth-shattering sound of battle.

The two of them did their best at the beginning, every move and every style was all their strength, and the dragon-shaped tiger shadow kept churning in the air, and the power kept splashing.

The two different forces kept colliding with each other, and the power that was enough to destroy the world was shocking and dizzying.

The men and horses on both sides were very enjoyable to watch, both of them were the most powerful of so many people, and their battles were extremely fierce.

However, the mentality of the two sides is different, the people in the Tianlong region hope that Ling Muxin will definitely win this life-and-death battle, while the people in the Tianhu region don't seem to worry about winning or losing at all, because the initiative has always been in their hands.

Ling Muxin really didn't expect that the defense of this person in front of him was so strong, he couldn't even break him for a while, and the opponent's combat power was also quite extraordinary, which made him feel the slightest pressure.

For a while, the two fought on par, and neither of them could bear anyone.

But this does not mean that Ling Muxin thinks that Jiang Taihu has the strength to defeat him, he can only win this battle, not lose!

Ling Muxin's strength increased again, a golden light kept dazzling and shining, and a peerless true dragon roared non-stop, looking very mighty and extraordinary.

"You are not qualified to argue with me!" Ling Muxin's combat power increased to the extreme, and Jin Mang turned into a true dragon shadow and roared towards Jiang Taihu.

Bailong resonance!

Ling Muxin's strength has multiplied, and it has far exceeded the strength of the demigod king.

Jiang Taihu knew that this move was not easy to deal with, and he roared in his mouth, and a cloud of yellow gang appeared on him, his defensive power kept increasing, and at the same time, the artifact in his hand was slashed out.

Tiger Gang torture kill!

Boom boom!

Strong moves, earth-shattering sounds, golden dragons roar, yellow tigers thirsty for killing!

A dragon and a tiger fought fiercely, bursts of yellow light dazzling.

In the end, the peerless true dragon still overwhelmed the yellow tiger in terms of strength, and bit the yellow tiger fiercely.

The two were temporarily separated, Ling Muxin had a lot of colors on his body, the gold kept flowing, and his breath seemed to be rapid and slightly chaotic, but fortunately, with the help of the ancient emperor's divine skills, those wounds gradually recovered.

Jiang Taihu's injuries were much more serious than Ling Muxin's, and there were many blood holes on his body, including one hand that was scrapped, and a lot of blood flowed down wildly.

When the people in the Tianlong region saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaim, as if they were

They won the battle on their own.

However, the seriously injured Jiang Taihu did not show any timidity, but his eyes turned red fiercely, and the soaring killing intent kept soaring.

Tiger Spirit!

This is the unique method of improving the combat power of the Demon Tiger Clan, which can make any person of the Demon Tiger Clan enter the crazy killing realm, and can exert extraordinary combat effectiveness!

I saw that Jiang Taihu was like a demon, and the artifact in his hand kept blasting towards Ling Muxin, and there was an invisible tiger aura, which made people feel frightened and frightened, and his strength plummeted!

If you are an ordinary demigod king, you will be scared!

However, as a member of the Jin Clan, Ling Muxin has a lot of understanding of the Demon Tiger Clan, and many of their predecessors are inseparable from the people of the Demon Tiger Clan, so they are naturally not afraid of these tiger spirits, but it is much more difficult to deal with them than before.

"The waste of the Jin clan, it's impossible to defeat me!" Jiang Taihu stimulated all the murderous energy, and the whole person became lifeless, he used the most powerful move to prepare to fight Ling Muxin to the death.

Ling Muxin also sensed the horror of Jiang Taihu's move, and he couldn't care about anything, so he once again raised his combat power to the peak, vowing to stab Jiang Taihu under the gun.

Between life and death!

Everyone was staring at this moment, and no one wanted their side to lose.

Boom boom!

The two moves forcibly collided with each other, setting off a wave of yellow air again.

Everyone thought that this trick would last for a while before the final winner could be decided.

It was only at the time of the collision that the power of the golden dragon instantly overwhelmed the power of the yellow tiger.

The ferocious yellow tiger seemed to have turned into a sick cat in an instant, and was directly bitten by the golden dragon and died.

Jiang Taihu's body has been pierced through several large holes, all the internal organs inside have rotted, the big pool of blood is splashed, and his godless eyes are wide open, as if with a strong unwillingness.

Ling Muxin gasped for breath, and his combat strength had become a lot weaker, but in his heart, he was puzzled why Jiang Taihu suddenly showed signs of pause just now, allowing him to make a move.

"Could it be that he is already at the end of his powerhouse?" Ling Muxin wondered in his heart.

In this battle, Ling Muxin won!

The expressions of the people in the Heavenly Tiger Region could not be seen in any mournful expressions.

It's just that Jiang Huahu's expression became a little gloomy, and he sneered, "Very good, it is worthy of being a race that can be on par with my race, but Atai is just our side branch, even if you win, it is nothing, we still have nine battles on our side, Ah Chuan will fight!"

Jiang Jinhu is a man who looks extremely weak, the whole person looks a little pale and slightly sickly, but he also has the strength of the demigod king realm, and his soft eyes always reveal a strong bloodthirsty meaning.

He played with a short dagger in his hand, which seemed very casual, as if he already felt that the victory was in his hands.

Jiang Jinhu licked his tongue lightly and said coldly, "Which of you is up, or your people go up together, I don't mind sending you all together to see the king of Hades!"

This is another arrogant Lord!

Ling Muxin snorted coldly, "Why let other people come, I'll kill ten of you by myself!"

Ling Muxin wanted to fight again, but Ling Muren stopped him in advance and said, "Let me do this battle!"

With that, he rushed towards Jiang Jianhu, and the golden mang began to flicker, and a peerless true dragon shadow no less than Ling Muxin's condensation appeared.

The ancient emperor of the Jin clan has the divine skills, mainly attacking and defending.

Ling Muren was able to increase his combat power by twenty-five times, this was not a joke, he was no worse than any low-level god king, and his physical body was just as strong, but it was only equivalent to the holy weapon level and could not be compared with an artifact.

Despite this, the momentum he created was no worse than Ling Muxin's.

Jiang Zhenhu is not an earth-walking attribute like Jiang Taihu, but a wind attribute, and what appears behind him is also a fanged tiger, and his talisman spirit beast is also a fanged tiger holy beast that is infinitely close to the tenth order.

Ling Muren's combat power was extraordinary, and after improving his strength, his speed was naturally much faster than before.

However, Jiang Jinhu seemed to have comprehended the primary artistic conception of the body method, and Ling Muren actually couldn't touch him.

Jiang Jianhu appeared behind Ling Muren the next moment, and sneered, "I'll let you taste the taste of life is better than death first!"

The short dagger in his hand was mercilessly thrust into Ling Muren's back and shoulder.

Yes!

This short dagger is an artifact, sharpening iron like clay, even if Ling Moren's defense is strong, but it can't withstand it, and a bloody hole is opened in the back.

Ling Muren immediately struck a backhand, but it missed, and he didn't touch the slightest corner of Jiang Jinhu's clothes at all.

Jiang Zhenhu had already arrived in front of Ling Muren again, and the short dagger stabbed out again and again.

Poof!

Ling Muren's powerful defense was to no avail, and blood kept shooting out from the blood holes.

Ling Muren retreated again and again, and the whole person seemed a little panicked.

"Mu Ren concentrates and calms down, brakes with static!" Ling Muxinren couldn't help but remind Ling Muren.

After receiving Ling Muxin's reminder, Ling Muren quickly reined in his thoughts, and while recovering from his injuries, he spread his divine thoughts, striving to lock Jiang Jianhu's figure as soon as possible.