A surprised look appeared in the eyes of the two-winged flying tiger, as if he did not expect that all the monsters under his command would fall down silently.
Wang Yun'er watched as the green flames in the eyes of the monsters were extinguished one after another, and then the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground kept coming out. Surprise and shock appeared in her pretty eyes.
"Master Ye, what on earth is going on? Are these Yuan Dan realm monsters all killed by you?"
Wang Yun'er looked at Jiang Tian standing beside her, and felt that Jiang Tian's figure became mysterious in her sight.
Jiang Tian turned to look at Wang Yun'er and said with a smile: "I just tried using the secret method of attacking with the soul. The souls and seas of consciousness of these monster beasts are extremely fragile, and they are actually vulnerable!"
Wang Yun'er murmured in her heart. She had never heard anyone say that the monsters in the misty forest were so vulnerable to the secret attack of the spirit?
The two-winged flying tiger seemed to have just come back to its senses at this moment. It looked at the corpses of the monsters next to it, and let out a roar. The violent sound waves instantly swept away the fog within a hundred feet around it. There was nothing between it and the river and the sky. The fog blocked it and became very clear.
Jiang Tian looked at the two-winged flying tiger, but his expression did not change at all. Wang Yun'er secretly glanced at Jiang Tian curiously and found that his expression was indifferent. Facing the early stage monsters of the Zi Mansion, he seemed to be facing those Yuan who had just died in his hands. Like a Dan realm monster, extremely calm.
"Master Ye, if we work together, we may be able to force him back!" Wang Yun'er bit her cherry lips with her snow-white teeth, clenched the sword in her hand, and secretly calculated in her heart, if, as Master Ye said, the secret method of soul attack is really right These monsters have miraculous effects. Perhaps under the attack of Mr. Ye's soul, they still have hope of driving back this two-winged tiger.
Jiang Tian smiled and said: "Miss Yun'er, please just stand by and help me. I have long wanted to fight with the Zifu Realm monks, but I didn't have the chance. Now I can just have a few moves with this monster. Look at me." Can the current level of cultivation rival that of the early cultivators of the Zi Mansion?"
"You, you actually want to fight against the early stage monsters of Zi Mansion?"
Wang Yun'er looked at Jiang Tian in surprise, almost unable to believe her ears. Jiang Tian was clearly just a late-stage Yuandan monk. Could it be that he wanted to jump two levels to challenge?
If he could survive the fight with the monsters in the early stages of the Zi Mansion in the late Yuan Dan stage, he would definitely be one of the greatest geniuses in the world today.
Jiang Tian nodded slightly, and looking at the look of surprise on Wang Yuner's pretty face, he guessed what Wang Yuner was thinking, but to be honest, he really didn't pay attention to the mere early-stage monsters of the Purple Mansion.
Roar!
The two-winged flying tiger seemed to be impatient to teach Jiang Tian who dared to challenge it and kill the monsters under its command. It roared at Jiang Tian, and then the two wings that were originally tightened and attached to the ribs suddenly opened up, violently The cyan light continued to surge and condense on its wings, transforming into groups of hurricanes.
When these cyan hurricanes were completely condensed and formed, the two-winged flying tiger raised its wings and swung them towards the river and sky.
Boom!
Accompanied by bursts of thundering sounds, blue vortexes surged out from under the wings of the flying tiger like a surging torrent.
These cyan whirlpools constantly collided and swallowed each other, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a terrifying hurricane with a radius of ten feet. The fog in the forest was constantly drawn into the hurricane, and then compressed into white sharp blades, which continued to move in the hurricane. Collision, cutting each other, if someone is swept into the hurricane, they will be cut into powder by these sharp blades in an instant.
The towering ancient trees blocking the path of the green hurricane were also torn apart, and then pulled into the hurricane. In an instant, they turned into balls of powder, pouring down from the eye of the hurricane.
"Is this, is this the strength of the demonic beasts in the early stage of Zifu?" Wang Yun'er looked at the furious flying tiger that exerted all its power. Her pretty face turned pale and her heart was in her throat.
The fighting power of the two-winged flying tiger is so terrifying. The young master Ye in front of him is only a late-stage Yuan Dan monk. Can he really withstand this attack?
Jiang Tian stood in front of Wang Yun'er, looking at the cyan hurricane that was constantly sweeping towards him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Although the two-winged flying tiger was an early stage monster of the Zi Mansion, it had no awakened innate magical powers and had no combat power. He is comparable to an ordinary early-stage cultivator from the Purple Mansion. One sword is enough to deal with this monster!
"Master Ye, you...!"
Seeing Jiang Tian's delay in taking action, Wang Yun'er thought that Jiang Tian had been frightened by the terrifying power of the two-winged flying tiger's attack. She quickly gave him a sweet cry, then clenched her sword and was about to rush to Jiang Tian, even if she risked her life. Try your best to block this blow.
But before Wang Yun'er could take a step, Jiang Tian suddenly raised his long sword and slashed towards the cyan hurricane.
In an instant, five golden stars bloomed from the Yuanchu Sword, almost overlapping each other, as if they had condensed into one star, drawing a golden trajectory, and instantly disappeared into the cyan hurricane.
boom!
Although Jiang Tian has not yet fully understood the magical power of Thousand Stars Slash, the power of this sword cannot be resisted by the monsters in the early stage of Zifu.
In just an instant, golden light bloomed in the cyan hurricane, and then golden lights, like sharp swords, kept piercing the cyan hurricane.
After a moment, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the originally mighty and menacing cyan hurricane collapsed completely under the bombardment of Thousand Star Slash and dissipated among the mountains and forests.
But the five dazzling golden stars were impartial and continued to fall towards the two-winged flying tiger. The two-winged flying tiger flapped its wings and fired out a series of green blades, constantly bombarding the five golden stars, but to no avail. In the end, the stars The fall penetrated the huge body of the two-winged flying tiger, and then gradually dissipated.
The two-winged flying tiger roared unwillingly, and then fell to the ground like a hill. The green flames in its eyes gradually dimmed, and finally went out completely.
"Dead, dead?"
Wang Yun'er could hardly believe her eyes. This two-winged flying tiger was obviously majestic and arrogant, but how could Mr. Ye completely kill it with one slash of his sword? Could it be that Mr. Ye's strength was still in the early stages of Zifu? superior?
Only then did Jiang Tian turn his head and asked Wang Yun'er: "Miss Yun'er, what did you want to say to me earlier?"
Wang Yun'er glanced at Jiang Tian shyly, and a blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face. She stammered: "Master Ye, did you really kill this purple mansion realm monster?"
"Of course it is absolutely true. The monsters in the early stage of Zifu are nothing more than this!" Jiang Tian chuckled, then walked to the head of the two-winged flying tiger, raised the Yuanchu Sword, and split the monster's huge head with one sword. , and took out a cyan demon pill the size of a baby's fist.
Among the demon pills, a small two-winged flying tiger is roaring. This demon pill is used as the main medicine. The refined pill can allow a Yuan Dan realm monk to advance to the early stage of the Purple Mansion, so he must not let it go. .
