"Old Jiao, I'm going to avenge you for blocking the expansion of my Heavenly Blade Sect in the past. Haha, you're only at the seventh step. It seems you're not doing very well. Do you still think you're at the peak of the ninth step?"
The muscular man called Zhao Congren had a fierce look on his face, as if he had an old grudge against Tiezhu. He wiped the blade with one hand, and a layer of scarlet began to spread on the shiny blade.
Unimaginable terrifying murderous aura emanated from it.
He was actually about to use all his strength.
Tiezhu was very disdainful and glared at him with his eyes slanted, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.
It is now at the seventh step, and is still hanging on Jiang Chen's wrist all the way, constantly absorbing the fragments of the soul to recover. There is still a part that has not been absorbed completely. If it is completed, it can return to the eighth step.
The seventh step is a defense that even this guy can't break.
In Tiezhu's eyes, he was no longer a dish.
"Dad, leave this grandson to me!"
Seeing that the other party was about to draw his knife again, Tiezhu took the initiative to meet him.
At this time, the charming woman in the black dress who was about to take action suddenly changed her expression. Because of the dragon in her hand, she actually showed fear.
"It's just an ordinary black-scaled dragon. What's so special about it?"
The woman muttered to herself, took a small step back, and did not rush to attack.
The other kings who had previously shouted the highest positions laughed strangely when they saw the fight breaking out, folded their arms and watched the show.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Congren, the last disciple of Tiandao Sect, could only draw his sword while cursing inwardly.
Just when Jiang Chen seemed to be safe, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, sweat broke out all over his body, and a shocking sense of death came from behind him, and the stone pillar at his waist began to shake wildly.
However, with the sound of metal colliding, the feeling of approaching death disappeared.
"Uncle Jiang, I've blocked the first part of the land, and I can't take care of the rest. Please take care of yourself!"
Erlang's voice sounded in my ears.
Jiang Chen was stunned and looked in the direction of the Hidden Killing Gate. He found that the short and fat middle-aged man and Xuan Yi were still standing there, talking and laughing, and there was no clue from their aura.
He believed that Erlang would not talk nonsense.
This means that the other party used special means that even the King Realm cannot detect.
"They can assassinate others face to face. Their hidden killing abilities are truly vicious!"
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then he was a little surprised at how powerful Erlang was. He could actually see through this method and actually block it.
It seems that this man who claims to be the best killer in the world is indeed not simple.
The two high-ranking kings made their move, but Jiang Chen remained motionless, standing on the ground with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm without a trace of unnecessary fluctuation.
His calm and composed demeanor made many people feel suspicious.
"He really has someone to rely on."
"A dragon and a master hiding in the dark, what else could there be?"
"What to do? Should I do it or not?"
"Is it really possible that the strongest people of this generation in Jiuzhou can also have a share of the pie this time?"
Many high-ranking kings retreated somewhat.
However, at this moment, a voice that no one expected rang out.
"That's interesting. If I kill you, the King of Samsara will be very sad!"
All pairs of eyes widened, because it was actually a powerful person with a blurred face who spoke. Killing a three-step king, the strongest person actually entered the scene!
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