Chapter 407： Want to hurt me?

"I'm going, Jiang Taichu really deserves its reputation! It's too bad!"

Many members of the Condor Group were unbelievable, deeply shocked, and a little scared.

This is because Jiang Tian does not embarrass them and cooperates with their actions. If Jiang Tian wants to escape, who can stop it?

"No reputation under the prestige! Hearing that Jiang Taichu has to peep at the truth of the divine realm, I saw it today, and it really is!"

Even Qin Zong was frightened, his eyes revered.

Although he belongs to the Baidi City camp, he is actually competing with Jiang Tian and Ye Zhantian, but at this moment he also has to admit that Jiang Tian was shocked.

At least in terms of cultivation, Jiang Tian can absolutely crush him, and even the Baidi City of the Condor Formation has a great distance.

Ishii Yulian's charming face flashed a shock, and then yelled loudly and screamed, "What are you afraid of? We Dongyang people are fighting celebrities. Our Yamaguchi team upholds the spirit of Bushido. If you can kill this man, you will receive 20 pounds of gold, and if you can make him bleed and hurt, you will receive 10 pounds! "

I have to say that wealth is moving, and under the reward, there will be brave men.

All the people present were originally desperate people. They regarded human lives as grass and mustards, with their heads tied to the waist of their pants, and they were really cruel.

At this moment, there is such a great reward. For a moment, the fear in my heart has disappeared, replaced by monstrous murderousness and unyielding fighting spirit.

"kill!"

"Go together!"

Many kendo masters, ninjas, and yin and yang divisions have their own unique skills, such as the surging tide, killing Jiang Tianhong together.

"Okay, good! Should it have been this way? How much time wasted one by one!"

Seeing seven or eight Kendo masters culling from the front, Jiang Tian smiled coldly and waved.

A Gengjin Qi soldier swept the eight wastelands.

This air soldier is dazzling and golden, but in fact it is sharp and sharp, and the murderous gas is endless. It seems to be able to destroy the life of the world, as if it can kill all things in the sky.

Huh!

Wow!

In the air of soldiers, the katana made of steel in the hands of eight kendo masters was also cut off like a piece of paper.

Subsequently, Geng Jin's strength remained unabated, and they were all cut off.

In the stern cry, blood surged, sprayed out and the steaming viscera flowed to the ground.

This is a blood-stained picture. Jiang Tian waved with one finger. Eight kendo masters bear the brunt of it, all falling down.

The pungent **** smell rose to the sky, and there were blood and stump viscera everywhere on the deck.

They did not die immediately, and some dragged their internal organs to crawl and miserable, making this area like Shura field.

"This"

"Oh my god, this man is a demon!"

"Retreat! Rewind!"

The dozen or so Toyo masters in front stopped together, and the blood on the ground was sticky and slippery. Several of them slipped under the buttocks. The others behind rushed up without seeing the state. They stepped on the ground. For a while, people turned on their backs, screaming, screaming, and exclaiming, and looked very funny.

For a while, many people backed away, and Ishii Yulian was even useless to threaten and seduce.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of dying in this stern way, just like the torture of Huaxia.

Compared with this terrible torture, the bounty of dozens of pounds of gold is not worth mentioning.

"Mr. Hattori, Mr. Miyamoto Nagagaki, they are scared. What should I do?" Ishii Yulian's face was dignified, and his right hand shook slightly.

"Anyway! I use mysteries to control them!"

A yin and yang teacher responded with a deep voice, and immediately drew out several fingers, triggering a matrix arrangement arranged in advance.

Huh! Yellow beams of light shone soaring into the sky, and yellow light filled the entire deck.

Suddenly, many Dongyang people's eyes turned white for a while, then their eyes were filled with red blood, like zombies, their bodies were a bit stiff, howling and groaning towards Jiang Tian.

"Huh? Is Toyo's Yin Yang Master so powerful that he can control the soul art!"

Seeing this, Jiang Tian was also a little surprised.

Then he shook his head slightly and smiled scornfully: "It was the method of blood-branding!"

In the practice world, the soul-control technique is a little more powerful than the soul-search technique.

Once the soul is controlled, it becomes a walking dead, completely manipulative, without pain, fear of death, and often becomes a terrible death squad in battle.

However, the Yinyang Master used not the soul-controlling technique of the cultivation world, but used the blood of many strong men to sacrifice the soul array stone, forming a close relationship between the Yinyang division, the soul array stone, and the blood owner. contact.

The yin and yang division urged the soul to form the magic stone, inspiring the warfare of many Dongyang people, controlling their spirit, making them fearless, bloodthirsty and brutal.

Although this method is very rude, it needs to borrow foreign objects such as soul array stones, and even need to collect blood. After a long time of sacrifice and baptism, it can imprint certain thoughts and consciousness into the minds of these people.

But the effect is amazing.

These Dongyang strong men have no fear or even pain, like a walking dead, rushing up.

Huh!

Jiang Tian Jian Yi Xuan, for the first time sacrificed a small black flying sword.

Xiao Hei Fei Jian rose into the sky.

auzw.com A ten-meter-long black light tore the void.

It's as if a narrow black hole appears in this space. It has a strange charm that absorbs everything and destroys everything.

Xiao Hei Fei Jian fell off.

Geng Jinzhen Yuan forms a large sword-horse with a length of about ten meters, just like the same golden lightning flashes down, as if the Milky Way fell for nine days.

One sword can destroy everything in the world!

A sword can cut the world!

Just listen to Boom! As soon as possible, a terrible sword mark over one meter wide appeared on the deck made of special steel.

More than twenty people were directly chopped by the sharp Geng Jin Jianmang, their heads burst, their chests shattered, and they even turned into flesh.

Seeing this, Ishii Yulian was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"This swordsmanship is domineering and indiscriminate. One sword can cut off mountains and rivers, and its power is far superior to Shushan, Diancang, and Wudang swordsmanship!"

Many members of the Condor Group were stunned, even Qin Zongzhuang was angry in his heart.

If they stand in the position of the Toyo people, the result is only one word-death!

There is absolutely no way to escape.

"Terrible. His sword skills are terrible. Even the Toyo Swordmaster and Sword God cannot make such a terrible sword!"

Miyamoto Nagagaki was startled and pale.

He is a master of Kendo and knows very well. As soon as Jiang Tian takes a shot, he knows that Jiang Tian is terrible.

"What to do?" Ishii Yulian was impatient.

To go on like this, you only need three swords, many masters of the Yamaguchi group, and many of the Toyo strong, I am afraid that they will be destroyed by Jiang Tiantuan.

"The formation method has been stimulated, and there is no possibility of recovery! See if you can get lucky, and consume this life alive!" The yin and yang master sighed with a complex look.

"Yes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. There are so many people who can't stand it. Can we kill so many masters?"

Hattori Hanzo's dark eyes stared at Jiang Tian with a finger-seal to signal that many ninjas had also shot.

Hearing this, Ishii Yulian was somewhat comforted, and gradually calmed down.

In her opinion, as long as Jiang Tian can be killed, no matter how strong the sacrifice is, it is worth it.

The strength of this Chinese youth is too scary and so young.

Ishii Yulian can hardly imagine what kind of behemoth this person will grow in ten or twenty years.

"kill!"

"Kill kill!"

Sure enough, as the Yin and Yang division said, even if the remaining people were seriously injured, even if they lacked their arms and broken legs, even if they were covered with blood, their eyes burst into a monstrous murderous spirit.

They seemed to be puppets with no pain, screaming and screaming, and rammed toward Jiang Tian. The katana swept up and down, dancing into a shadow, and beheading Jiang Tian.

"Very good, Grandpa. I've been so happy for the first time since I returned to this world, haha!"

Seeing this, Jiang Tian murmured, with a thought, Xiao Hei Fei Jian swept out.

Bang!

Derived from the golden Gengjin Qibing, like the golden Changhong, it swept across the void, swept out, and the ground shook!

The terrible golden light blinded many people's eyes, leaving a series of horizontal and vertical sword marks on the ground, in the rolling blood waves, in the ejected blood arrows, in the diffuse blood mist, some people were cut off by the waist and some were directly bowed. Someone was blasted into flesh by surging strange forces.

Above the deck was completely a purgatory on earth, this time, more than 30 masters fell.

However, when Jiang Tian's sword was cut out, it also gave some ninjas and Yinyang divisions who were good at long-range attacks to attack.

Among the crowd, the husband of Fujiwara Kura, with his hands holding out his fingers, emptied his seal, his surging forbearance turned into a black python.

It is seventeen or eight meters long, and its large scale mouth with large bowl openings is fascinating, as if it is substantial. The upright part is five or six meters high. The snake head is high, and the mouth of the blood is opened.

"Although Fujiwara has not stepped into the Shinobi class, he is poisonous. Tolerance is the most poisonous thing in the world. A drop of forbearance can kill the Chinese master of martial arts!"

Seeing this, even Hattori nodded slightly.

Miyamoto Nagagaki also exclaimed: "Unexpectedly, he has developed so many poisonous tolerances to form a giant python. This move has taken advantage of it, I am afraid that the half-step divine realm can't resist it!"

"Slightly poisonous gas, also want to hurt me?"

In this regard, Jiang Tian just dismissed a smile and waved his sleeves.

Jiang Tian's prestige is amazing.

Bang! With a sound, a surging golden air wave swept like a hurricane, carrying a mighty might, and blasted at the black poisonous python.

The deck, which is hundreds of meters in length, trembled like a squealing drum skin, and when the waves passed, people turned over, mourning.

Many people sprayed their blood and flew out, even the samurai swords were shattered, everything seemed to be dying.

In the sorrowful sorrow, the black python shattered like pieces of paper, turned into a smelly black wind, and swept across the Fujiwara village husband.

"This, how is this possible!"

Fujiwara-mura was so dumbfounded that she even forgot to run away and to avoid.

These poisonous gases were condensed by powerful forbearance, that is, the bullets could not be penetrated, and the artillery shells could not be scattered, but they were easily crushed by the young man's sleeve.

He took the lead, wrapped in black poisonous gas, and fell to the ground without screaming.