Resurrection of spiritual energy, starting with a hundred times the potential of the physical body

Subsequently, many true cyclones stabbed towards Jiang Xiaolong with the rhythm, extremely fast, like lightning.

Jiang Xiaolong does not have the slightest sense of fear, when it is strong, it is strong, this is Jiang Xiaolong's personality. His arms were slightly open.

Although he could no longer contain the power of True Yuan at this time, he still had the strength contained in his body.

Swish, two bright lights flashed in front of him, and then reluctantly blocked several streaks of True Qi that stabbed towards him.

With the help of a trace of soul power on his right arm, Jiang Xiaolong's burst of energy was even more terrifying than that of ordinary Yuan Martial Peak martial artists.

The old man's eyes flashed with shock, although he already knew that Jiang Xiaolong could no longer contain True Yuan, he did not expect that the strength contained in his arms was so strong.

Once again the intensity of the fingertips is accelerated, the strings make a bouncing sound, and the rhythm is accelerated again,

Jiang Xiaolong was still struggling to resist, but after all, the strength was not the same grade as the true qi, and soon Jiang Xiaolong's body was scratched by the cyclone in many places.

The old man's wrinkled old face squeezed out a hint of an evil smile and said with contempt.

"Little ant, you really don't know that after the sky is high, I just used the power of three layers and you can't do it, haha!"

The muscles on Jiang Xiaolong's body twitched again, and a cold smile was forced out on his face and said.

"The game hasn't started yet, don't be proud too early, old guy, it's too late to make you cry!"

The domineering spirit contained in the voice has not diminished in the slightest. Jiang Xiaolong gritted his teeth and stood up again, without the slightest hesitation, and walked towards the old man again.

"I lean, see that you still have some ambition, I won't let you die too painfully."

The old man laughed maniacally, and then increased the strength of his fingertips again, and the True Qi had transformed into a weak True Yuan at this time.

Poof!

Chao Jiang Xiaolong's side rushed over.

Fan Yi Song Tian, who was still struggling to resist on the side, saw Jiang Xiaolong who was covered in scars, and they couldn't help but feel a heartache.

"Don't!"

Bang!

The energy contained in Jiang Xiaolong was directly swallowed by the power of True Yuan, and then exploded into Jiang Xiaolong,

Jiang Xiaolong immediately floated in mid-air, and the blood above his body gushed outward like a stream of water.

The old man smiled even happier at this time.

"Little ant, if you are still alive like this, I will give you a surname!"

"I rely on, it's really the old Yan King who hanged himself, and he is afraid that his life is long."

In a few seconds, Jiang Xiaolong floated and slowly fell back to the ground, his body flashed with a faint red light, and Song Tianfan also shouted with tears in his heart: "Xiaolong, Brother Long..."

At this time, Jiang Xiaolong was not dead, if he was an ordinary warrior, he would definitely not be able to bear this powerful True Yuan power,

But his body was transformed by the spring water of the gods, and it was not so easy to scrap,

At this time, he only felt that his ears were buzzing, and his consciousness was still clear, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking at everything gray in front of him, and cheered himself up in his heart.

"Jiang Xiaolong, you're not dead, if you're not dead, quickly stand up and continue!"

The old man put away the guqin and said with a smile towards the disciples of the Barbarian God Martial Arts Hall who were still resisting in the distance.

"After the battle, you don't have to make senseless sacrifices anymore, if you get lost and return to my door, I think I can still let you live."

Fan Yi spat and shouted angrily.

"You fart, even if I die, I will pull you back."

The old man looked helpless and said with contempt.

"I lean, the young people are really angry now, it's really time to clean up!"

Immediately, he used his hand to swing a true cyclone force and stabbed towards Fan Yiren.

Fan Yi was still struggling to resist the devouring energy of the blood yuan, and he simply couldn't free his hand to resist the power of the old man's true cyclone, bang!

The body flew out more than ten meters away, poof!

Spit out a mouthful of blood, he gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, staring at the old man with dead eyes, and said.

"You are an old immortal, if you have the ability, you will kill me, otherwise I will definitely kill your whole family."

Liu Bai and Zhou Ze couldn't bear it at this time, and scolded.

"Old Pifu, if you have the ability, come and beat me."

"Haha, it seems that I really underestimated the strength of the Barbarian God Martial Pavilion, it is really not simple to raise this group of disciples of yours, don't worry, come one by one, you will all die here, it's just a matter of succession."

The old man said without scruples.

Jiang Xiaolong slowly stood up with the only trace of physical strength, although he now had no ability to resist, but the murderous aura in those deep eyes had not weakened in the slightest.

Forced to endure the sharp pain from his body, he said.

"I seem to have heard someone say just now that if I don't die, he will be my surname, now I can fulfill my promise, my surname is Jiang, I will suffer some losses, in the future, you will call me Grandpa Jiang, I will suffer some losses, give you a name called Jiang Xiaodog, you see."

The old man who was just about to make a move saw Jiang Xiaolong standing up, and he was immediately stunned in place, and said incredulously.

"Impossible, how can you not be dead yet, do you belong to human beings."

"Haha, you are my grandson, you say I am not a human, if I am not a human, then what are you?"

Jiang Xiaolong said with a cold smile.

Fan Yi on the side also laughed, and the pain in his body suddenly decreased by half, seeing that Jiang Xiaolong was still alive, he couldn't be happier.

"Brother Long, it's really painful to scold, haha!"

The old man's face turned red and green, speechless, Jiang Xiaolong completely angered him,

Shame in front of so many juniors, how can he endure,

Taking out the guqin again, the plum blossom fingertips traced the flower-shaped shape in the air, and the surrounding anger once again became gloomy.

Xiaobai's body increased sharply, and it also felt Jiang Xiaolong's current situation, and suddenly became extremely irritable.

Swish!

Several terrifying True Yuan forces shot towards Jiang Xiaolong, Jiang Xiaolong did not have the slightest intention of fear, his eyes were more firm, and the murderous aura revealed was enough to suffocate.

Looking at such a tough Jiang Xiaolong, the old man's heart also trembled slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead broke out, why would he be afraid of this little ant?

Is this guy human? I wasn't even afraid of death.

At this time, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, he didn't beat Jiang Xiaolong to death in the last round, and this time he was extremely weak if he didn't die again, it would be against heavenly reason.

Jiang Xiaolong's body lit up tens of meters high, just when the old man's true yuan power was about to hit him, the phantom shadow of the immortal weapon finally burst out, Jiang Xiaolong's serious injury was not in vain, finally let him wait!

The tens of meters high bright light burst out endless energy light waves, directly exploding the power of the True Yuan released by the old man.

Suddenly, the people around were stunned, and their eyes flashed by the bright light that burst out above Jiang Xiaolong's body,

No longer caring about fighting, they all protected their eyes with their hands, and the huge blood yuan and the true cyclone suddenly exploded, and thousands of good people were directly ejected.