"Hey, here comes another one!"
Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng sneered, and with a flick of his finger, the flying sword flew away. His cultivation is truly unparalleled! The iron-blooded flag in his hand shook violently, and the goddess Hong Zixia in the sky sank and plummeted, as if she was trapped in a whirlpool in the sea and could not get out. Once she was photographed by the national master from the air, the consequences would be obvious.
"kill!"
Ye Chuan rushed forward and threw himself in front of the Imperial Master, risking his own life and holding a sharp blade between his fingers.
The Imperial Master was fierce, but Ye Chuan knew the danger but still pounced on him, intending to use the Cun Mang Kung Fu to fight with him hand to hand!
There was a ding-ding-ding sound, and several sharp blades were cut on the Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng's body. However, the sharp blades, which could even cut through dragon scales, were unable to cut through the Imperial Master's skin, as if they were cutting on a hard, smooth steel plate.
After developing the body of a half-dragon, Ye Chuan's body has become strong enough, stronger than some masters at the seventh level of the Real Realm, but compared with the national master Jiang Tunsheng, he is still far behind! This guy's physical strength is even stronger than some of the saint-level masters Ye Chuan knew in his previous life. I don't know how this guy cultivates!
It takes a thousand years to produce an emperor who dominates the world, and it takes ten thousand years to produce an unparalleled national master!
A saying spread among the people of the Qin Dynasty came to Ye Chuan's mind.
Jiang Tunsheng, the national master, was an important minister of the imperial court, but his cultivation level was beyond the reach of countless cultivation masters!
"Sir, be careful!"
The old demon of Yinshan was erratic, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, and large vines sprouted from the ground again and covered the national master Jiang Tunsheng.
At the same time, an ear-splitting dragon roar sounded, and Nan Tiandu, who transformed into an evil dragon, rushed forward. The goddess Hong Zixia pulled out the Soul-Splitting Sword, flew down from the air, and stabbed the national master Jiang Tun with one sword. Raw forehead.
"Okay, okay, this is interesting!"
The national master Jiang Tunsheng snorted, and slapped Ye Chuan away with one palm. The iron-blooded flag in his hand rolled up, and with one move he neutralized the attacks of Nan Tiandu, the goddess Hong Zixia and the old demon of Yinshan. The stronger he encountered, the more he fought. Yue Yong. Xiao Longer watched the battle with the siren girl Hai Lili on the sidelines, worried. Hai Lili stepped forward to help, but her cultivation was not enough and she could not use her innate magical powers again in a short period of time.
"Rhode, cover me!"
Ye Chuan flew back quickly, and suddenly gritted his teeth and used the sky-swallowing talisman in his body to create a series of magic spells. The air sank, and an obscure power wave enveloped a ten-mile radius. The old demon of Yinshan, Nan Tiandu and the goddess Hong Zixia were refreshed, as if they had consumed a Yuan Pei Dan with infinite strength, and their fighting spirit was surging. Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng's body was heavy, as if he had been trapped in a swamp and had difficulty moving. His heart became violent for the first time and he felt uncomfortable all over. He felt a vague innate suppression.
War country!
The goddess Hong Zixia arrived in time, and with the restraints of her, Yinshan Old Demon, and Nan Tiandu, Ye Chuan was finally able to take a breath and forcibly imposed a ban at the risk of overdrawing his life potential. Within the scope of the restriction, Nan Tiandu and others were full of fighting spirit and their combat effectiveness was greatly increased, but the national master Jiang Tunsheng was bound by the restriction.
"What a trick, kid. I didn't expect you to be good at restraints. If you have any other tricks, use them quickly, otherwise, you won't have a chance!"
National Master Jiang Tunsheng raised his eyebrows and seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect that Ye Chuan was so young and could use various methods in an endless stream. Before he finished speaking, the iron-blooded flag in his hand waved to launch a ferocious attack. Even when faced with four powerful masters of the real world, even under the constraints of a warring country, his expression remained unchanged.
A more fierce and fierce battle unfolded in front of people.
The arrival of the goddess Hong Zixia added a bit of suspense to the battle and made the battle more fierce and fierce. Heroes gather together, the four masters join forces with the Warring States Master, each side shows off their magical powers!
Inside the sect, Zhu Sijia, who was about to lead his disciples to evacuate urgently, stopped and turned around to look at the fierce fighting. He murmured something, praying to the ancestors of the Yunwu Sect to protect the sect and save senior brother Ye Chuan from danger.
Among the four masters, except for Ye Chuan, whose cultivation level is lower, he only has the second level of the real person. The other three, whether it is the old demon of Yinshan, the goddess Hong Zixia or Nan Tiandu, are all masters at the peak of the real person level, and their cultivation is also outstanding. Especially Nan Tiandu, who transformed into an evil dragon, showed vague signs of breaking through to the semi-saint realm, and his combat power was the most outstanding among the four. Time was running out, and he had to leave the seclusion temporarily in order to contend with the formidable enemy of the Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng. Otherwise, if he could quietly lurk for another three to five years and completely fuse the body and soul of the evil dragon Meng Ao, his cultivation level might even reach a higher level. .
The four masters gathered together and joined forces to unleash super combat power. Coupled with the blessing of the war kingdom, the four of them were at home like a duck in water. Especially Ye Chuan and the goddess Hong Zixia, who have been cultivating together for a long time, have a tacit understanding of each other and join forces to frequently launch fatal attacks. The soul-splitting sword of the goddess Hong Zixia brushed against the scalp of Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng several times. A heaven-defying master like the national master Jiang Tunsheng was in constant danger. Li Guanghan's face suddenly turned pale.
This can't kill Ye Chuan, what the hell, he is doomed to be unable to take revenge for the rest of his life, and to live in Ye Chuan's shadow for the rest of his life.
I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!
Li Guanghan gritted his teeth, his face twisted, and he wanted to fly up and tear Ye Chuan apart with his own hands. However, whether he is willing or not courageous, the competition at this level is no longer something he can intervene in. Even the seventh-level real person is not qualified to intervene.
The situation on the field made the Yunwu Sect disciples gradually become excited and cheered loudly.
But within half a cup of tea, the situation on the court was reversed. After adapting to the constraints of the warring country and withstanding a wave of fierce attacks from Ye Chuan and his four men, National Preceptor Jiang Tunsheng began to fight back and show off his power. The iron-blooded flag in his hand danced rapidly, as heavy as a mountain and as fast as the wind. Nantiandu's huge body, which was more than a thousand meters long, could not hold it. If it touched the flag, it would fly away. Seeing the right moment, a colorful halo suddenly burst out from the back of the head of the goddess Hong Zixia, and she rushed forward, hoping to pierce the imperial master's heart with a sword. However, the latter saw through, and the iron-blooded flag shook with a clatter and rolled her over.
"Zixia..."
Ye Chuan was frightened and angry and rushed forward to save people. A big hand suddenly appeared in front of him. In turn, National Master Jiang Tunsheng took the lead and struck it with a palm.
"Boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng smiled coldly and placed his palm lightly on Ye Chuan's chest. It fell as lightly as a feather, and seemed to have no power, but Ye Chuan's body made a clicking sound, and his chest suddenly became dented. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood before he passed out. When Nan Tiandu and the old demon from Yinshan saw this, they rushed forward regardless of their own safety. Before they could save anyone, they were all blown away by the heavy iron-blooded banner.
In an instant, the situation on the field took a turn for the worse. The national master Jiang Tunsheng showed his style as a master against the sky. He fought against four masters alone and won a great victory!