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At this moment, Xiang Tiancheng's whole body seemed to be on fire, and every pore was emitting brilliant golden light. The madness is so powerful that it looks like a humanoid weapon, with every move of hand and every shot, it has the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.
In the six-person battle, Xiang Tiancheng was one against five, and for a while, with his astonishing physique and terrifying speed, he was evenly matched with the opponent.
"It's such a terrifying strength, can it withstand this?"
Many people in the younger generation gasped and felt their scalps tingling.
What's more, in addition to the five people who confronted head-on, there were also some people who shot from the side, and the situation was very serious.
"These five people did not cooperate at all, and they all acted on their own. Although they are far stronger than a single person, they are far from the level of the real five people combined. Therefore, it is reasonable for him to be able to withstand such a long time."
The Saintess of Yaochi opened her mouth slowly, her bright eyes were shining brightly, staring at the invincible figure in the field.
Several other top young people nodded one after another, and they also agreed with the point of view of the saint of Yaochi.
If any one of them went in, it would not be much worse than Xiang Tiancheng's performance at this time.
"That's what I said, but have you noticed that his grasp of the battle situation has reached an unimaginable level. Look carefully, it didn't take long, and the five people on the opposite side had already fallen into his rhythm without knowing it. horrifying."
Gentle and elegant, like a banished fairy, the Son of Dayan suddenly spoke.
"That's right, I also find it strange that the last time I fought against him, no matter how fierce my offensive was, I only saw calmness in him."
Although the ancient god son of the Jiang family didn't want to admit it, it was the truth. He is not a person who will insult his opponent, but he will treat a person as an opponent and give him a certain amount of respect.
Because insulting an evenly matched opponent is tantamount to insulting oneself.
Everyone looked strange, and after careful observation, they found that Xiang Tiancheng seemed to be hammering here and there, but there was no sign of panic, and his fighting talent was frighteningly high.
Unknowingly, Xiang Tiancheng's evaluation in the hearts of everyone has increased.
"This may have something to do with his upbringing. He grew up without father and mother, was brought up by old servants, and grew up amidst ridicule and oppression."
The Holy Son of Fengtian spoke.
Everyone nodded.
Obviously, a dark horse like Xiang Tiancheng is enough to attract anyone's attention. They have all checked each other's past more or less.
"However, this battle is still very dangerous. He can fight for a while, but he will eventually be exhausted unless he can open up a new situation."
Tianyi Shengzi, who hadn't spoken for a long time, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly.
Everyone nodded again. The five people on the opposite side were not weak players, and their cooperation became more and more proficient. If such a stalemate continued, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Your Highness, don't come here."
Suddenly, Xiang Tiancheng roared in the field.
Seeing that Wen Qing wanted to come over to help him, he immediately refused.
Although the opponent's strength is not bad, there is still some gap compared with these five people, even if they come over, it will not help.
"careful."
After Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, he backed away immediately.
"You are very self-aware, knowing that you are dying."
Song Feiyu sneered, and his strikes became more severe.
"Boom"
There was a roar, and the young man in the fourth level of the four extremes let out a long roar, and came from behind Xiang Tiancheng, holding a clay pot in his palm, which was only the size of a palm, but it was very scary.
"I'm here to kill him."
This young man was very confident, and the clay pot in his big hand patted Xiang Tiancheng's junior directly.
This blow was very swift and violent.
Xiang Tiancheng yelled and turned around abruptly.
Without even looking at it, he punched him domineeringly and killed him.
The golden divine flame was burning like a tsunami wave, howling out with the wind of his fist.
"Being overwhelmed."
I saw that the young man sneered and didn't take it seriously at all. The clay pot in his hand suddenly sprayed out bursts of thick black mist.
Xiang Tiancheng's heart shuddered. The other party knew that his physical body was strong, but he dared to do this. It can be seen that this clay pot is definitely not simple.
Some clues can also be seen from the reactions of the other people. After seeing the young man sacrifice the clay pot, they all hurriedly backed away, just guarding the four directions, and did not continue to pester Xiang Tiancheng.
"Bo"
But his punch still went up.
However, crazyThe moment Ba's punch hit the thick fog, it lost its due madness, as if hitting in nothingness where there was nowhere to focus, the power dissipated.
"click"
Immediately, there was a slight bone cracking sound.
The expression of the young man holding the clay pot changed drastically immediately, because his tiger's mouth was shattered.
This clay pot is not an ordinary thing, it is a veritable treasure, it was given to him by the elders of his family, let alone a cultivator of the four extremes, even if it is a thorough ground, he must be afraid.
However, Xiang Tiancheng's punch still exceeded his expectations, and even injured him through the treasure weapon. I really can't imagine what the ending would be if this punch hit him.
Seeing that the blow had little effect, Xiang Tiancheng immediately retreated, trying to stay away from the constraints of the clay pot.
"Hahaha still want to go?"
The young man laughed wildly, strode forward, and approached quickly.
At the same time, a terrifying force erupted from the clay pot, which directly suppressed Xiang Tiancheng and locked the void. The figure that caused him to retreat instantly froze in the void, as if frozen in mid-air.
"good."
All the youths in the upper realm were overjoyed. Xiang Tiancheng was too difficult to deal with. Seeing that the young man's clay pot worked, he couldn't help crying out.
"Abolish him."
Song Feihong shouted at the side, eager to try.
"Don't worry, he is doomed to die, this pot can be refined even by cultivators at the Heavenly Reaching Realm."
The young man seemed very calm and confident, raised his hand to stop everyone, and then said loudly.
At the same time, frantically pushing the clay pot in his hand, the force became more and more terrifying, pulling Xiang Tiancheng's body.
"Could this be the famous blood refining pot?"
Song Feiyu was moved and said in surprise.
"good!"
The young man was proud of himself, and then said: "The elders of the family used this pot to refine a Nirvana cultivator into a puddle of blood."
"What¡¡"
All the youths in the Azure Dragon Region turned pale, and it goes without saying how terrifying the cultivators in the Nirvana Realm are.
How can Xiang Tiancheng escape this pot that can refine a cultivator in Nirvana?
Although Xiang Tiancheng couldn't move his body, his mind turned rapidly, thinking about countermeasures.
"Hoo"
A burst of frenzy struck him, and he felt his body lighten, uncontrollable.
Then there was darkness in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see my fingers.
"It's overit's really over now."
Many young people in the lower realm were unwilling to Xiang Tiancheng, not because he was not strong enough, but because his opponent was too strong and possessed a lot of treasure.
The youths in the upper realm were overjoyed and couldn't help cheering.
"Let him out"
Second stunned and roared, even though he had already suffered serious injuries.
After all, Mu Yunfei is not an ordinary person, and his strength is higher than that of Er Leng. If he hadn't helped Er Leng from time to time, he might have been in critical condition. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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