The anger of the two disciples of Daoyi Sect was written all over their faces.
In fact, they wanted to teach Wang Tianjie a lesson as early as when Wang Tianjie said that they were crooked, but it was difficult to do so because of the presence of elders.
"Wang Tianjie, you are a mere sixth-layer Lingtai, what right do you have to be arrogant in front of us?"
"Arrogance, do I look arrogant?"
Wang Tianjie turned his head to look at Jiang Yu with a questioning tone.
Jiang Yu said lightly: "It's just arrogance."
"Did you hear me, my second brother-in-law is just me being arrogant." Wang Tianjie smiled contemptuously, "If you two weaklings don't want to be beaten, just disappear in front of your uncle Wang."
The opponent in Wang Tianjie's mind is Tu Xuan and Feng Jing, and he looks down on others.
The anger in the eyes of the two of them became stronger and stronger: "Brother Tu said that you are strong physically so we should not provoke them easily, but I want to see how strong your physical body is, whether you can stop my tyrannical sword!"
After the voice fell, the man flipped one hand, and a big knife suddenly appeared in his palm.
The blade exudes a silver metallic luster, and the light is extremely cold.
He burst out with aura, and a powerful coercion swept over him.
"Eighth level of Lingtai."
Jiang Yu muttered something secretly, then looked at Wang Tianjie.
Wang Tianjie said: "Brother Yu, you can just stand aside and watch the show. If I deal with him, I can torture him thousands of times with one hand."
After all, Wang Tianjie stood up bravely and rushed to the past with unparalleled power.
However, Jiang Yu could clearly observe that his actions were restricted to a certain extent, and his speed was not as fast as the wind and lightning when dealing with strange beasts before.
"Watching a play? Boy, aren't you the husband-in-law of the second Miss Wang's family? Let me see how much you weigh!"
Daoyi taught another person to kill Jiang Yu.
He and Wang Tianjie passed by, but Wang Tianjie didn't stop him. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said secretly: "I've never seen someone so anxious to be beaten."
This person also has the strength of the eighth level of Lingtai.
Before coming to the eastern region, Jiang Yu might still be afraid of cultivators at the eighth level of Lingtai, but now
The eighth level of Lingtai is like a toy in his eyes.
He shook his head, but unfortunately he couldn't kill the opponent directly.
"In that case, I'll play with you."
Jiang Yu immediately separated a ray of spirit and attacked the opponent!
The man smiled contemptuously: "With your cultivation at the fourth level of the Lingtai, you dare to use soul art? If you die back, you can't blame me!"
After the voice fell, Jiang Yu's soul immediately sank into the other party's sea of ??consciousness.
The man froze in place immediately.
Because he felt the strength of Jiang Yu's soul, he had to use all his energy to deal with the intruders in the sea of ??consciousness.
At the same time, Wang Tianjie's opponent raised his sword, jumped up, and slashed down.
"Slash with the Overbearing Sword!"
On the front line of heaven and earth, there is no match for sword light.
The terrifying aura surged layer by layer, and this knife seemed to split the mountains and land.
Boom!
The sword light landed on Wang Tianjie's head impartially, while the rest was chopped to the ground.
In an instant, the ground shook, and a ravine about ten feet deep was cut out.
With such power, it can be regarded as the best among the same level.
Even Jiang Yu didn't dare to bear this knife. Without any protection, he would definitely be split in half.
Unfortunately, the other party's opponent is Wang Tianjie.
Wang Tianjie pressed against the blade light, and forcibly opened a gap. He stood there unscathed, with a disdainful smile on his mouth.
boom!
Wang Tianjie punched out with a punch, and the blazing sword light instantly disappeared.
He joked and said with a smile: "That's it? I thought your tyrannical sword is so powerful!"
The other party staggered back two steps, his eyes filled with horror.
"This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"
How can a person without any protection withstand his knife?
Even some senior brothers in the sect who have completed the spiritual platform must be cautious in the face of his knife, and they will never dare to be as big as Wang Tianjie.
No, he didn't care too much!
Wang Tianjie forcibly resisted the knife!
Wang Tianjie clenched his fist, making the bones crack, and said lightly: "I don't know, whether you can stop my punch."After finishing speaking, he turned into a gust of wind and killed the opponent.
"I chop, I chop!"
The opponent brandished a big knife, slashing and slashing frantically, one strike after another, endlessly emerging!
Jingle!
However, Wang Tianjie charged forward with that unparalleled sword light, and his speed did not decrease at all.
boom!
When Wang Tianjie's fist touched the opponent's chest, a figure flew out weakly, like a kite with a broken string.
His entire chest was sunken, his muscles and bones were broken, and his internal organs were damaged.
The blood in the abdomen gushed out of his throat uncontrollably.
Boom!
The disciple of Daoyi Sect fell heavily to the ground, almost losing half his life, lying on the ground like a dead dog, still staring at Wang Tianjie.
He couldn't believe the fact that he was knocked out of his majestic eighth-level spirit platform by a punch from a sixth-level spirit platform.
This is a dream, this must be a dream!
Wang Tianjie looked at him coldly, and said leisurely: "Do you think that I have suffered a few times in Tu Xuan's hands, that I am a soft persimmon to be kneaded by others?"
Poof!
The other party spat out a mouthful of old blood and fell into a coma on the spot.
After a while, a horrified cry sounded: "Ah, ah!"
Wang Tianjie looked back, and saw another disciple of the eighth level of Lingtai from the Taoist School running like a madman, with disheveled hair and eyes full of fear!
After a while, he fell to the ground with a bang, his body twitching.
Jiang Yu's ray of spirit returned to his body.
The other party looked at him in horror, as if seeing a devil in hell.
Jiang Yu's soul is too strong, rushing into his sea of ??consciousness is like entering no one's land, he found his soul directly and accurately, and then tyrannized.
The other party felt that he might be played to death at any time, and the pain and despair from the soul made him almost insane.
Daoyi taught two disciples of the eighth level of Lingtai, the leader of the younger generation in the sect, faced with two people whose cultivation level was lower than theirs, one body was severely injured, and the other's soul was hit.
"Overreach!"
Jiang Yu murmured, and then walked to the campfire.
Not to mention the eighth level of the Lingtai, it is the Great Consummation of the Lingtai, as long as it is not a peerless genius like Tu Xuan and Liu Yueru who has special means, they will only be tortured and killed by Jiang Yu.
The meat was already roasted, and Jiang Yu ate it privately.
"Brother Yu, here it is!"
Wang Tianjie took out two jugs of wine from his magic treasure storage, and threw a jug to Jiang Yu.
"Good boy, he still has wine with him!"
Jiang Yu aimed at the spout and started drinking.
Wang Tianjie also picked up the barbecue and ate it. While eating, he looked at the disciples of Taoism and said, "It seems that this little food is not enough!"
The man's heart skipped a beat, he immediately got up with difficulty, stumbled to the side of another unconscious disciple, dragged him up and ran away.
It's like dragging a dead dog. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com