The snake in the woman's sleeve is very unusual. The snake's eyes are glowing with colorful light spots, and the rudiments of horns are growing on its head. It is actually a walking dragon.
She has an enchanting figure, but her pretty face is covered with frost.
Because Jiang Chen held up a loudspeaker and asked him about the price before, and also asked if he could get a 20% discount on the monthly subscription, and if he could get a free month if he was six months old, which was extremely insulting.
In addition, two more people spoke, their tone was joking, teasing and provocative, and they clearly had bad intentions.
The auras of several high-ranking kings were all locked on.
However, there was a very strange phenomenon in the scene. Youba, the young man from the Ghost Sect, Zhang Jiu, the first disciple of the Fu Sect, including the Dark Alliance King You, and the Babu King who came up from Xu Fu's boat.
These powerful men who had old grudges against Jiang Chen actually did not speak out and just stood on the sidelines.
Xuan Yi, who had suffered a big loss at the hands of Jiang Chen, did not say anything, but there was a flash of hatred in his eyes, and he was talking to Di Yi beside him.
Facing the hostility of several high-ranking kings, Jiang Chen stood at the end of the blood river, his face as sinking as water.
He took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions, trying not to let others see his fear.
Then he said calmly: "Haha, since I dare to come in, I have my own support. If you really think that Jiang is a soft persimmon, I am afraid you would have taken action long ago. Now, with every word you say to me, you want to lead others to take action." Take action?"
"A group of old foxes, each one more afraid of death than the other!"
His mouth was still vicious, and the blood pressure of the group of people who had just dropped quickly increased again.
In addition, a group of people had noticed his "forced calmness", and the murderous intent in the eyes of several strong men was obviously more sincere.
"Huangkou kid, do you think you can scare us like this? Little did you know, it cost you your own life!"
A voice rang out, it was that of the ruthless man at the beginning. His words were still echoing in the same spot. He suddenly appeared five hundred meters in front of Jiang Chen. He struck with a knife and filled the sky with cold light.
This is a strong swordsman with a sword that can break through anything!
Jiang Chen's breathing became a little tighter, holding the Yin Divine Hammer in his hand with a serious look on his face.
He shouted: "Come on, son!"
--boom!
A terrifying figure appeared on the scene, the scales glowing with cold light, like rare treasures, the dark eyes were ancient and deep, and under the gaze, it seemed to tear away the soul of the person.
Curled up suddenly.
There was a loud noise, and what shocked everyone was that the sinister man's sword didn't even leave a single white mark.
Many people who knew him were shocked and speechless.
It should be noted that this person was one of the top experts in the swordsmanship in the era of Dao decline, and the last closed disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect. During his peak period, when a sword fell, the average Nine-step King could only run away.
Although he has only recovered to the eighth step now, with this sword, the eight-step king in this world will definitely run as far as he can.
"Who dares to hurt my father?"
Tie Zhu looked around, looking unreasonably arrogant. He looked at the middle-aged man with spittle and started mocking him.
"Hey, who do I think you are? Isn't this Zhao Congren, the grandson of Tiandaomen? Why, you haven't eaten dinner and you don't have the strength to kill people?"
The tough man was also stunned at this moment. Hearing the words, he looked over and carefully distinguished his face, his face slowly darkened.
"That old dragon at the bottom of the Yangtze River?"
Tiandaomen was not far from Changhe River in the past, and he was one of the few reincarnators who knew Tiezhu.
"It's your grandpa! Come on, call me grandpa. This grandson of yours is really unfilial. How can you do anything to your grandpa? You are committing regicide!"
Tie Zhu is arrogant and domineering.
"Old Jiao, we happened to avenge our revenge for blocking the expansion of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the past. Haha, it seems that you are not doing very well at the seventh step. Do you still think you are the peak of the ninth step?"
The muscular man known as Zhao Congren had a stern look on his face. He seemed to have an old grudge against Tie Zhu. He wiped it with one hand, and a layer of scarlet began to smear on the sharp blade.
Unimaginable terrifying murderous aura shook out.
He actually wanted to attack with all his strength.
Tie Zhu was very disdainful and glared at him sideways, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.
Its current seventh step is still hanging on Jiang Chen's wrist along the way, continuously absorbing the soul fragments to recover. There is still a part that has not been absorbed. If it is completed, it can return to the eighth step.
Even Sun Tzu can't break the seventh step of defense.
In Tie Zhu's eyes, he was no longer a piece of cake.
"Dad, leave this grandson to me!"
Seeing that the opponent was about to use his sword again, Tie Zhu took the initiative to meet him.
At this time, the expression of the voluptuous woman in black dress who had originally planned to take action changed, because the dragon in her hand actually showed fear.
"It's just an ordinary black-scaled dragon. Is there anything special about it?"
The woman murmured to herself and took a small step back, not in a hurry to take action.
Seeing the fight break out, the other high-ranking kings who had shouted the loudest before laughed strangely, folded their hands, and started watching the show.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Congren, the last disciple of Tiandaomen, could only draw his sword and curse secretly.
Just when Jiang Chen seemed to be safe, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, all the hairs on his body exploded, and there was an astonishing sense of death coming from behind, and the stone pillar around his waist began to shake crazily.
However, with the sound of gold and iron colliding, the feeling of approaching death disappeared.
"Uncle Jiang, once I block the ground, I won't care about the rest. You wish for good luck!"
Er Leng's voice rang in his ears.
Jiang Chen was startled, and looked towards the direction of the Hidden Killing Gate, and found that the short, fat middle-aged man and Xuan Yi were clearly still standing there, talking and laughing, and there was no clue from their breath.
But he believed that Er Leng would not talk nonsense.
This shows that the other party used special means that even the King Realm cannot see through.
"The ability to assassinate others face to face, and the ability to kill secretly is indeed vicious!"
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then he was a little surprised at Er Leng's power. He could see through this method, and he could actually block the ground one.
It seems that this self-proclaimed number one killer in the world is indeed not simple.
The two high-ranking kings took action, but Jiang Chen remained motionless, standing on the spot with his hands behind his back, without any unnecessary fluctuations in his calm eyes.
His calm and composed attitude made many people startled and confused.
"He really has something to rely on."
"A walking dragon, a master hiding in the dark, what else can there be?"
"What should I do? Do you want to do it?"
"Are we really going to let the strong men of this generation in Kyushu get a share of the pie this time?"
Many high-ranking kings have retreated.
However, at this time, a voice that no one expected sounded.
"It's interesting. If I kill you, the King of Samsara will be very heartbroken!"
All pairs of eyes widened, because this was actually a strong man with a vague face speaking, killing a three-step king, and the strongest one actually entered the scene!
