Fantasy: My Martial Spirit Is The Ancestral Witch

"Arrogant, boy, die!"

This is a king whose strength has reached the third level of a king, and he also belongs to the same force as the king who died just now. It would be perfect for him to take action at this moment.

The king was seen holding a large sword with a ring, and the iron ring on it jingled, giving it an inexplicable charm.

The sword slashed down, and the snow-white sword light headed towards Jiang Chen's neck. The blade was strong, the void shook slightly, and waves appeared.

All the kings are ready to go, wary of each other, waiting for the moment Jiang Chen dies to fight for the Twelve Flame God Flowers.

Raising his head slightly, looking at the snow-white sword light, the cold light in Jiang Chen's eyes became more and more intense. He formed a fist with his right hand and still punched out with a simple straight punch.

In an instant, the sword light shattered, and several cracks appeared on the ring-headed sword.

The king was horrified and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The terrifying power contained in Jiang Chen's right fist penetrated directly into his body.

boom!

There was a soft sound, and once again in full view of everyone, the king of the third level of the king realm exploded and turned into a blood mist that filled the sky.

Even a lot of blood mist fell on the faces of those kings, but they had no reaction and were all in shock.

Another 24 punches exploded, which meant that the person in front of him had at least the fourth level of king's combat power, but he was just a mere immortal monk.

At this time, the king of Sword God Pavilion reacted, his expression became increasingly unkind, and he said coldly.

"You are definitely not an immortal monk. You have hidden your strength, good means, and good intentions!"

Jiang Chen took the ring-headed sword in his hand and looked at it. It was okay. Although there were cracks, it was still a Taoist artifact and was worth a lot of yuan stones. It was directly put into the storage ring by Jiang Chen.

Of course, Jiang Chen also kept the man's storage ring.

Nowadays, if you want to improve your realm, you need a huge amount of Yuan Stone, so all the loot cannot be missed.

Glancing at the king in the Sword God Pavilion, Jiang Chen said casually: "Come here and kill you!"

"Okay, very good, it's definitely a pleasant feeling to kill a peerless talent like you!"

As he spoke, the body of the king of the Sword God Pavilion erupted with extremely sharp sword intent, sweeping across the world.

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, like a puddle of autumn water, exuding a bleak and terrifying murderous intent, killing everything.

"This holy sword is called Qiu Shui. It is your honor to die under this holy sword!"

The Holy Sword of Qiu Shui trembled slightly, and let out a sword whistle. The sword glow was filled with murderous aura, making the other kings' bodies tremble and they involuntarily stepped back a little.

Facing such a sword, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look solemn, a little troubled.

The king of the Sword God Pavilion holds the Holy Sword of Autumn Water, and the human sword merges into one, and he kills Jiang Chen.

The surrounding fire aura directly rioted and surged crazily. Wherever the holy sword passed, the void was shattered and cracks in the void appeared.

Roar---!

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, and a bright light erupted from Jiang Chen's spine. The shadow of the real dragon appeared, and then disappeared into Jiang Chen's body.

Instantly, the golden dragon pattern appeared on his right arm, and at the same time, Jiang Chen's body exuded an unparalleled and powerful dragon power, arrogant to the world.

With Jiang Chen's thoughts, the dragon patterns on his right arm took on new changes, and the indestructible dragon scales appeared, covering his right arm.

The sword intent fills the sky, the murderous intention is hidden, the sword splits the sky!

At this moment, the king of the Sword God Pavilion has arrived. Jiang Chen's right arm has evolved into the Yin and Yang Dao Yun, and there is a faint shadow of a Yin and Yang fish picture emerging.

The fist divides yin and yang, the void collapses, and a punch crosses the sky!

Rumble!

The surrounding fire spirit energy completely rioted, surging in all directions, directly setting off huge waves, which was spectacular, and this was just the aftermath.

At the center of the collision, countless spider web-like cracks appeared in the void [which may be completely shattered at any time.

"..."

Before the King of Sword God Pavilion finished speaking, his body exploded like the previous two kings, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky.

He grabbed the Holy Sword of Autumn Water in his hand and said in a very unhurried manner: "Not bad, at least you made me take it seriously!"

Hiss——!

The sound of breathing was almost continuous, and all the kings felt their hearts trembling. It was too strong and terrifying.

The King of Sword God Pavilion was a veteran king, and he also understood the realm of the unity of man and sword, but he was still killed by the person in front of him with a single punch.

That is definitely the combat power of a late-stage king, and it is simply not something that kings like them, who are mid-stage kings, can resist.

Holding the Holy Sword of Autumn Water, Jiang Chen casually held a few sword flowers, glanced at the kings, and said casually.

"Who's coming next? Or are you two coming together?"

At the end of the sentence, the cold light in Jiang Chen's eyes reached its peak, and murderous aura rose all over his body. Behind him, there was a shadow of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, because of the people in Bifu.

Hearing Jiang Chen's words and feeling the terrifying murderous aura, all the kings felt uneasy in their hearts. Some of the weaker ones were already timid and did not dare to look directly at Jiang Chen.

Looking at these people, Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh. A few months ago, just the existence of some early kings almost forced him to have no way to go to heaven and no way to go.

But at the moment, these stronger kings were all silent and did not dare to look at him.

Life's encounters are unpredictable, who would have thought!

"Junior brother is so strong, Fan was not expecting it. How about I compete with him?"

At this time, Fan Wu walked out, looking very solemn.

880 Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, looked at Fan Wu with interest, looked deeply, and asked calmly: "Senior Brother Fan, does he want my life, or does he want to rob me of the Twelve Flame God Flowers, or... What about both?”

Hearing this, Fan Wu seemed a little embarrassed and waved his hands hurriedly.

"No, no, no, I definitely don't mean that. I just want to discuss things with my junior brother. At the same time, I'm taking action, so I won't leave anything to say."

After a pause, Yanwu Youmai said.

"I won't take advantage of my junior brother. How about we each attack each other?"

Jiang Chen looked at him for a long time, nodded, and agreed. He was not afraid of Fan Wu attacking him directly. Those red flying insects would definitely be enough for him to drink.

As for defeating Fan Wu, Jiang Chen, who is now powerful, has never thought about it. You must know that Fan Wu is a sixth-level body-refining king.

"I wonder what junior brother's true strength is?" Fan Wu asked curiously.

"Third level of immortality!" Jiang Chen didn't hide it either, although he knew that no one would believe it.

"Uh..." Fan Wu was suddenly speechless.

"..." All the kings were speechless, and they all looked like you think we are fools.

Jiang Chen is also quite helpless. No one believes the truth these days, so it seems he can only tell lies. .