Tyrant Dragon Emperor

Item 0467

"Oh! It's really not the right time for Hu Yunhao to die. The ten million taels he owed me seems to be coming back!"

"Huh? Senior Brother Zuo, why does he owe you so much?"

"Hehe, last time we bet on three tricks to win or lose, but he lost to me when he didn't survive the trick, but I didn't expect him to die so soon. The money must be hopeless!"

The disciple Zuo surnamed the deacon shook his head and sighed. There was only regret on his face, but no expression of sorrow.

...

On a hill on the opposite side, Elder Han, Jiang Tian, ​​and two deacon disciples looked at them, gradually showing joy.

"Hahahaha! Tianwu Academy is really arrogant, only these people came!"

"If we get together with the previous group of people, we may not be able to resist it, but if this is the case, they will probably die again!"

The two deacon disciples shook their heads and laughed, as if the hungry beast had seen the prey, their eyes were fiery and ready to move.

The reinforcement team of Tianwu Academy is only about two hundred people, and there are more than 300 disciples in Lingjian Academy, and they are not afraid of the other party.

Jiang Tian nodded and smiled: "This reinforcement team should have set off early. It was not expected that the vanguard disciples would be annihilated, otherwise it would be impossible to come only so few."

"That's right! But it doesn't matter, what's important is that we can have another great battle!"

With a wave of Elder Han's hand, the disciples who had been prepared for a long time were ready to go, ready to meet the enemy.

Jiang Tian concentrating on the enemy, his eyes flashed: "Normally speaking, reinforcements should be stronger than Vanguard. Although we have a slight advantage in numbers, we should not be too underestimated, otherwise we will suffer a big loss!"

"Junior Brother Jiang is right!"

The two deacon disciples nodded their heads, deeply agreeing.

"Let's pass on the order, and give me the spirit of twelve points to fight with all my strength, not to underestimate the enemy!"

Elder Han waved his hand, and the two deacon disciples began to pass orders. The atmosphere of the whole team was obviously different, and it was more serious and tense than before.

"Jiang Tian, ​​go, let them see the strength of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Academy!"

Elder Han patted Jiang Tian on the shoulder, eyes full of hope.

Jiang Tian nodded heavily and led a small team alone into the dense forest on the edge of the territory, silently waiting for the opponent's arrival.

Soon after, the two sides began to fight hand-to-hand, shouting and killing resounded through the mountains!

"The elders of the Spirit Sword Academy came out to die!"

The elder Gao of Tianwu Academy stepped into the air holding a sword and glared at the front, his whole body murderous.

The wind and clouds in mid-air suddenly changed, and the seven-wheeled spirit moon suddenly turned out, releasing a powerful pressure of the moon-holding realm!

"Hi! So strong?"

The corners of Elder Han's eyes shrank, his face a little ugly.

With his strength, only six rounds of Lingyue can be transformed, obviously there is a big gap with the opponent.

The confrontation between the two sides is not an ordinary competition. Once they lose, they will lose their lives. For him, this is really not a good thing.

However, the battle has already begun, and the disciples are fighting hard, and he can't retreat, and will fight to the end no matter what.

"The people at Tianwu Academy are mad and die quickly!"

Elder Han yelled sternly, his whole body aura suddenly soaring.

There was a tumbling in the void above, transforming into six rounds of white spirit moon. Although the aura was extraordinary, it was obviously inferior to the opponent.

"Hahahaha! Such strengths dare to speak up, I really don't know how Elder Qian lost to you?"

Elder Gao on the opposite side shook his head and laughed, with a look of contempt.

"Stop talking nonsense, die!"

Elder Han yelled and slashed out with his sword.

"Humph! With your strength, you can't make waves in front of Gao!"

Elder Gao gave a cold cry, and the seven spirit moons trembled together, and as his long sword flicked, a horrible sword light slashed down.

Boom!

An astonishing loud noise broke out suddenly, spreading quickly across all directions, shaking the surrounding void violently.

"Damn it!"

Elder Han was forcibly retreated by the other when he met his face, his face became extremely ugly.

"How about it, do you obediently die, or let the old man send you a ride?"

Elder Gao shook his head and sneered, his eyebrows getting more and more murderous.

"It's also in the Moon Realm. It's not that easy to kill the old man!"

Elder Han was provoked by the opponent, and suddenly became angry.

He couldn't help but urge the bloodline and spiritual power to use the strongest means to fight the opponent. Although the scene did not prevail, it was not completely defeated for a while.

...

"This person's strength is so amazing!"

In the mountains below, Jiang Tian killed several Tianwu Academy disciples, turned his head and looked at the situation that Elder Han was struggling to support, frowning.

There is no doubt that once Elder Han is beheaded by the opponent, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Academy are bound to collapse across the board.

Even if the scene is dominant for a while, it will turn abruptly due to the fall of the leader, and the whole army will be wiped out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tian couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and his shot became more fierce.

"Huh? It's incredible that there are such masters in the Spirit Sword Academy!"

Seeing Jiang Tian who was showing great power, the deacon disciple of Tianwu College gave a cold smile and quickly rushed over.

boom!

A sword light suddenly slashed out, directly blasting at the companion behind Jiang Tian.

"Unreasonable!"

Jiang Tian's long sword flicked and cut the sword light off the air.

"Hehe, you really have some strength, it seems you should have killed many of us?"

The deacon disciple of Tianwu Academy looked at Jiang Tian coldly, with murderous flickering in his eyes.

"It did kill a lot, but you don't count as many more!"

Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, his eyes cold.

"Arrogant! You are dead when you meet me Zuo Xun!"

The deacon disciple flashed a sullen look.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will send you to meet your fellow!"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly, and the long sword slashed out.

Zuo Xun reacted extremely quickly, and his companion cut a sword without hesitation.

boom!

The dull roar suddenly exploded, and the two sword lights strangled each other, turning into a messy storm of sword intent and spreading.

Jiang Tian stood proudly on the spot, with purple light shining all over his body, and the sharp sword flying horizontally in front of him meant that he would either slid away or be bounced back, and could not hurt him at all.

The corner of Zuo Xun's eyes twitched, his face was extremely solemn, and in a blink of an eye he was forced to retreat more than three feet away by the violent sword intent.

"Unreasonable!"

He couldn't accept that a disciple of the Spirit Sword Academy had the upper hand, especially the opponent was only a guy in the middle of the Open Heaven Realm. It was a shame to him, a master at the peak of the Open Heaven Realm.

"Bengshan Sword Art!"

Zuo Xun yelled, and the cyan long sword in his hand trembled wildly.

The void shook violently, exploding a group of dazzling sword lights, like a meteor bursting, and flaming chips strangling towards Jiang Tian!

Jiang Tian's eyes moved slightly, but he did not retreat, his whole body was full of sword intent, and he rushed out against the burst of sword light.

"Tsunami palm!"

Boom!

With a palm shot, the blue light of the void suddenly shines!

The surging spiritual power blasted out like the sea, swallowing all the sword light in an instant.