Dragon Vein Martial God

Although Jiang Ting's plan failed, and was even noticed by the people in the trees... but it was not without good news. Judging from the angry shouts, the man's cultivation might not be low, but he was not as good as him!

With a "bang", the door of the tree house was broken in red, and a black-clothed talent arced at the door of the tree house.

After seeing Jiang Ting, he was stunned at first, and then his pupils shrank suddenly... Obviously he recognized Jiang Ting.

Before, the reason why it was discovered in advance four days ago was because the wrong target was chosen, because one of the puppets faced Jiang Ting and was forced to commit suicide!

Jiang Ting's eyes picked up slightly: "It's not King Qingyang..."

Before he started, he was nearly 60% sure that the person in the tree house was the King Qingyang of the Imperial Palace, but... the person who came out of it was not.

Judging from the spiritual sense links around, many puppets are indeed controlled by that person.

Is it really just a coincidence?

Thoughts flashed, and Jiang Ting quickly suppressed it.

The man didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Ting with a face full of fear.

half an hour.

The corners of Jiang Ting's mouth rose: "Don't think about taking back the mind in the puppet? Dozens of incarnations slaughter some ants, although they kill them happily... But, without most of the mind, the real body is blocked here by Jiang, you will die. undoubtedly."

"Ridiculous!" The man sneered, jumped up suddenly, and punched Jiang Ting.

"Huh?" Jiang Ting's eyes narrowed suddenly.

That person's fist really smashed down... In this day, in this life, for a long time, I have never encountered anyone who wanted to fight him.

In this life, since he set foot in the Immortal Dao, apart from his initial attempts, he has never met anyone who likes melee combat. They all throw spells and control magic weapons far away.

Although it was an accident, Jiang Ting's movements were not slow, his figure flashed, and he panned half a zhang in an instant, avoiding the punch.

"Death!" The man turned sideways and punched again.

And the distance is too close... This punch is likely to be avoided.

Jiang Ting didn't panic, and chuckled: "Jiang is more and more interested in you."

The laughter fell, and Jiang Ting panned again at the critical moment, avoiding it just right.

However, this time was different from before. He just avoided his fist, and before the man could react, the mana in his body surged, and he kicked out abruptly... A half-zhang-sized illusory foot rose up and hit the man's chest.

With a "bang", the man was instantly kicked away, and I don't know how many trees were smashed.

Just when Jiang Ting thought the man was going to be seriously injured.

The man climbed up as if nothing had happened, grinned, and quickly approached him again, reaching out and punching again.

Jiang Ting's face condensed slightly... such a strong body.

The kick he just took, although he deliberately controlled the power, so as not to directly kick it to death... But according to estimates, even if it is the existence of the peak of the Golden Core Heaven Realm, that kick can seriously injure him, and his strength can only be limited at most. Three points left.

If it is only in the early days of the realm, if you step down, it is estimated that there will be only one breath left.

As a result, that person... No wonder he dared to melee combat, is he physically strong?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting's figure flashed, and he instantly retreated... His physical body is not strong, so since he sensed something was wrong, why did he have to make progress with him?

The man shouted, "Don't run!"

"Run? Faced with your meat target, why did Jiang run?" Jiang Ting's eyes flashed coldly.

After the distance was widened, Jiang Ting flexed his fingers... Immediately, twelve magic swords flew into the sky and spun slightly.

Immediately after that, countless illusory swords rose up, densely packed, like a storm, and attacked the man overwhelmingly.

"Drink!" The man shouted loudly, exhaling attentively, as if running some kind of magic.

"Ding ding ding..." The sound of gold and iron intermingled rose.

The small sword hit the man as if it had hit some kind of metal, causing countless sparks.

Actually, failed to break the defense?

Jiang Ting sipped coldly: "No, what the hell are you!"

Tianlan cultivates immortals, cultivates soul, and does not cultivate.

The physical body, no matter how tyrannical, is tempered by the treasures of heaven and earth... Even if there are countless treasures of heaven and earth, the strength of the physical body is limited after all.

Unless there is a body-refining method corresponding to martial arts, otherwise, the physical body is a flaw in the immortal Tao.

No matter how precious the foreign object is... it is impossible to resist his attack at the peak of the heavenly realm.

Maybe someone said, that person may have the method of body refining... This is the world of immortal cultivation, not the world of martial arts.

In this world, there is no way to cultivate the body, there are only various cultivation methods and spells that surround the human body's attribute spirits.

It is impossible for Tianlan Xiuxian to have such a tyrannical body... Then, the "people" in front of him are probably going to have a question mark.

"When you are dead, you will naturally know!" The man grinned again, facing the steady stream of small sword slashes, and strode towards Jiang Ting.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting was immediately amused: "Interesting... Just you?"

At the end, Jiang Ting's face became cold again, and his index finger and middle finger pointed out side by side... In an instant, the magic sword floating around was not condensing the small sword, but went straight out.

"Unfortunate!" The man may have found the threat of the magic sword, clenched his fist and smashed it towards the magic sword.

but……

When he was about to hit, the magic sword changed direction instantly, avoiding his fist, and then the tip of the sword filled with countless cold lights, piercing the joints of his arms fiercely.

At the same time, other magic swords flashed and arrived in front of the man in an instant.

Several sounds of "呲呲" sounded, and more than ten magic swords all pierced into the joints of the man's body.

The whole body was in severe pain, and the man showed a little pain.

Jiang Ting's face was cold and cold... The magic sword trembled slightly, and another sword light was faintly circulating in his body.

"What have you done!" The man's pain became more and more intense, and he became even more frightened.

Jiang Ting fluttered to the ground and approached slowly: "Although Jiang does not know how to temper his physique... But Jiang's understanding of the human body is beyond your imagination."

His magic sword pierced into the joints of the man's body, and then connected to each other with sword energy... Well, to put it simply, Jiang Ting used his knowledge of the human body to call himself the circulation of the magic sword, and cut off every part of his body. Powerful bones.

That person can still stand at the moment, even if it is a fluke, if he dares to move... he will fall to the ground powerless.

After Jiang Ting got closer, the man roared with resentment: "Damn... I remember you!"

Immediately, his body softened and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ting's expression was startled, and then he seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the left front... The surging mana turned into a huge palm.

Caught a...somewhat illusory, humanoid creature.

"How could..." the thing screamed.

The voice is exactly the same as the person just now.

Jiang Ting looked at the corpse for a while, then looked at the corpse on the ground... The corpse that had just turned into a corpse was now emitting countless stench, as if it had been dead for many years.