Lei Yang Sect and Luo Ying Sect are indeed ready to marry.

Although Yang Dingtian was wiped out by Jiang Tian, ​​the relationship between Lei Yang Sect and Luo Ying Sect is quite good.

Therefore, Huang Ling'er couldn't help but kindly advise: "Senior Yang, don't provoke him, you can't afford to offend him!"

"Haha, Ling'er, he is just a god-turning person, I can't afford to offend him. You look down on him too highly!"

Yang Yongchang said disdainfully.

"Get out!"

"What, don't let us move? With you, just transforming into a god, do you still want to monopolize the fate of immortality?"

"It's really ridiculous!"

"If you dare to stop me again, just wipe it out!"

Several semi-saints and saints who had drunk the bath water all laughed loudly, chatting and laughing, as if no one else was around, and did not take Jiang Tian seriously at all.

They did not see Jiang Tian erase Xie Changying and the saint who fox masked him, otherwise he would definitely not dare to give a single fart.

The Iron Handed Saint stepped forward, reached out his hand, gently patted Jiang Tian's face, and said rebelliously: "Just Saint Qianmo protected you just now, and I won't kill you!"

"But now? She is injured and all the disciples are destroyed. She has no time to protect you!"

"In my eyes, these small gods like the Eastern Empire can be crushed to death with just ants!"

"Ants should have the awareness of ants. In front of me, I should lie on the ground honestly, and then die silently, trying to stop me..."

He was very proud and proud, confident that Jiang Tian could not hurt him at all, so he was very close to him and slapped Jiang Tian on the cheek, which was not very harmful, but very insulting.

Jiang Tian suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his arm, making it impossible for him to fall down. He said coldly: "From the beginning to the end, you are always high and have a sense of superiority. Actually, I want to ask you, the saint of Returning to the Void, really

Is it amazing?"

Bang!

Jiang Tian suddenly swung his hand and slapped heavily on the face of the Iron Hand Saint, thrusting him hundreds of miles away!

He sneered: "As a small spiritual transformation cultivation, it is really comfortable to be able to knock the face of the saint who returns to the void!"

Seeing this, Lei Yongchang and others were all stunned.

However, in just a few days, this person's strength has actually been improved to this level?

The Saint Qianmo shook his head and smiled bitterly. Alas, why bother the Saint with Iron Hand? At such an old age, he still likes to bully the weak. This time he hit the iron plate.

Rumble!

The Iron Hand Saint was pulled backwards and knocked down mountains. Huge clouds of mushrooms rose from the sky until thousands of miles away. They stopped after not knowing what they hit.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The Iron Hand Saint screamed, Jiang Tian slapped him, smashing his face.

With his strength, this kind of injury can be repaired quickly, which is nothing.

But it's too insulting!

He was pulled away by a god-transforming monk, so he could stop living. It was a great shame!

Boom!

The Iron-handed Saint soared into the sky, floating in the void, staring at Jiang Tian with cold eyes: "Zhu Zi, how dare you?"

"Sage of Returning to Xu, is there anything great about it?"

Jiang Tian looked at his palm and sarcastically said:

"Is the national teacher of a great country strong?"

"Isn't it that I, a little god-making god, slapped me, and slapped him with a palm!"

He rubbed his palms, revealing a sudden enlightenment, and laughed:

"I understand, I understand! You are still a little different from ordinary people. You are very thick-skinned and hurt my hands!"

"Don't call the Iron-handed Saint from now on. It's true that you call the Iron-faced Saint!"

Hearing this, many people laughed:

"Hahaha! This fellow Taoist is so clever, he opened his mouth!"

Even if a female cultivator like Huang Ling'er is not convenient to laugh loudly, she still covers her mouth with her jade hands, and her beautiful eyes narrowed and her branches trembled. She all looked at Jiang Tian intoxicatedly:

"Talented, powerful, and funny and pleasant to speak. It's like a perfect Taoist partner!"

Humiliated by Jiang Tian and ridiculed by a group of juniors and female cultivators, the Iron Hand Saint was so angry that his lung tube was about to explode, and he was extremely frustrated.

He is a great master and the emperor must respect him. Even on this continent, he is also a giant-level existence, like a high god, overlooking all living beings, but first his beloved disciple Yachang was slaughtered by Jiang Tian.

I was helpless, and I was slapped in the face today!

"You're looking for death!"

Iron hands shouted.

At this moment, no one dissuaded the Iron Hand Saint.

Several saints returning to the void who were hiding in the dark wanted to consume Jiang Tian with their iron hands and find an opportunity to take advantage of them.

Qianmo Sheng didn't persuade Jiang Tian anymore.

Because Jiang Tian has now proved his strength with his record and a giant-level existence.

She was very relieved.

Besides, as a giant invincible, he was once bullied by Tie Shou and Yachang and almost wiped out by Tie Shou. Jiang Tian has no reason not to take revenge.

"Swish!"

The endless void was instantly torn apart by the body of the Iron Hand Saint, and the distance of thousands of miles was flashing under his feet.

He pierced the void like a green divine light, winding like lightning, and attacking Jiang Tian at extremely fast speed.

But in Jiang Tian's opinion, his movements were too slow, just like an old lady walking in the snow, trembling, cautious, and slow, everything was clearly visible.

Jiang Tian looked at the broken part on his face, smiled extremely brightly, revealing his white teeth:

"Sage, are you looking down at me? Can you be more superior and domineering, and then hit your face hard on my palm!"

"Go to die!"

Tie Hand shouted loudly, and sent out a holy soldier to kill Jiang Tian.

This holy soldier is a long dragon-patterned gilded sword with dense patterns on it, with various laws intertwined, as if he could kill the true immortal and cut the gods, which was extremely sharp.

The Iron Handed Saint was furious, and the light of heaven and earth in his body was shaking, the laws roared, the great way resonated, and his lifelong cultivation was infused in this knife.

I vowed to kill Jiang Tian and avenge my previous shame.

"It turns out that he is the Saint of Returning to Xu, he is so cruel and vicious. He also sacrifices holy weapons to kill him with one blow!"

Jiang Tian hung a sarcastic smile on his lips, and he stuck out his hands and grabbed the dragon-patterned gilded sword!

Shake the holy soldiers with bare hands!

This scene was too shocking!

Everyone couldn't believe it!

A hint of joy appeared on the corner of Lian Huahun's mouth, and he snorted coldly: "This boy is too arrogant and too arrogant. He actually beat the holy soldiers with his bare hands. Isn't he seeking death?"

Even a hint of worry appeared on the face of the Saint Qianmo, and he couldn't help but complain.

This fellow Taoist Jiang just likes to show off and show off his saints in front of others. Can't he be steady and steady?

Just, the next moment.

Jiang Tian steadily pinched the dragon-patterned gilded sword, and his crystal clear and gentle palm was not hurt at all!

Snap!

As Jiang Tian twisted his hands suddenly, a more shocking scene appeared.

The dignified holy soldier was twisted and shattered like a twist.

The Iron Hand Saint's face turned pale, cold sweat flowed out like a waterfall, and the surrounding space was distorted. That was the result of his soul frightened, causing the chaos of the law and roads around him!

Bang!

The two of them punched each other, punching each other, making a shocking explosion.

The Iron Hand Saint is powerful in physical body and is good at boxing and physical skills. He has long been an indestructible body of Vajra!

But under Jiang Tian's punch, the fist shattered at that time, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, broken bones and holy blood flashing with a crystal luster, and a drop could crush the Nascent Soul monk.

"The power of a punch is so terrifying!"
Chapter completed!