374: C374 The Strong Men of Honolulu Are about to Die

C374 The Strong Men of Honolulu Are about to Die

Bang!

A formless incantation exploded out of the spiritual force as it was pushed away in all directions by Jiang Tian.

"How can his body be so strong?"

"Seems like an undefeatable cockroach made of fine steel?"

As for An Peiqingkong and the other Arts Expert s, they all took a step back and looked at Jiang Tian in shock.

"I can't accept it--how can I die!"

But at this time, Ying Gou suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs, causing his body to stiffen and stop struggling.

He had shrunk to the size of a child of five or six years old. He was skinny, with sunken eye sockets and a bony face.

There were bloody scratches all over the green slate floor. He actually grabbed them with his two hands. It could be seen what kind of pain he had to endure before he died.

Meanwhile, the blood ball in Jiang Tian's hand had already become the size of a fist, and had actually extracted all of Ying Gou's blood energy.

"This …"

"Master Ying Gou is really dead?"

"What should I do …"

Everyone was terrified, their eyes filled with dread.

Many Dongyang expert s did not dare to attack again, and retreated step by step.

Jiang Taichu was too terrifying, he could even kill Ying Gou, it was just like a devil lord suppressing hell.

"Master Jiang, spare me!"

Gong Benwutuo was crushed by despair and fear. He knelt on the ground and crawled on the ground, his entire body shivering non-stop.

Master Ying Gou!

Although the new formative spirit ate flesh for food and did not rely on spiritual force s, they could still suppress some of the more established formative spirit with their powerful strength. His battle prowess far surpassed ordinary Master of Swords s.

But he was sucked into a dried up corpse by Jiang Tian just like that.

"Master Jiang, spare us from death, we are willing to follow you, wherever you say we will attack!"

"Master Jiang, I admit defeat. Please spare me!"

As if their fear was contagious, the other Dongyang expert s fought to be the first to kneel on the ground, afraid that they would be killed by Jiang Tian with a raise of his hand.

Be it Swordmaster s, first-rate ninja s, or Vicious Man s …

At this moment, all of them kneeled down and kowtowed to Jiang Tian, as if they were believers seeing a god.

Some of them even cried until their noses were covered in snot. That ugly appearance was simply indescribable.

In the end, even An Peiqingkong knelt down.

His old face was full of humiliation, grief, and despair, and he kept his head down as if he were being butchered.

The Yin Yang Master's body was weak, it relied entirely on the Evil God's Exorcist Spirit to kill the enemy. Ying Gou had already died, so he was using the Arts.

He had no one to rely on, it was not enough for Jiang Tian to slash at him.

"Isn't your Dongyang People known for its loyalty, loyalty, courage, righteousness, courtesy, sincerity, K, benevolence, its martial dao spirit, it would rather die than submit?"

Jiang Tian placed his hands behind his back and asked with interest.

"That is the past. We must keep pace with the times! To respect the strong person, whoever is strong, we will submit to them! "

Gong Benwutuo looked like a loyal dog seeing Master, he forced out a flattering smile and quickly moved in front of Jiang Tian, kowtowing to him:

"Master Jiang, we are willing to rely on you. As your walking dog, I am the equivalent of a Grandmaster pf Martial Arts! Their strength is also not bad … "

At this moment, he still had some confidence.

After all, they were not weak. If Jiang Tian wanted to control the South Korea, he would need their help.

"A mere piece of trash from the Dongyang is even fit to be a dog!"

sneered, and with the swing of the Right Hand, the Small Black Flying Sword broke through the air again.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

As the blood shot out, many of the Dongyang expert s did not even have time to let out a cry before they were miserably beheaded.

Small Black Flying Sword s were also at a speed that exceeded the speed of sound. These people didn't even have time to react before they died a violent death.

Even Gong Benwutuo was not able to escape. His head was blasted away by the black sword.

"Master Jiang... If you kill me, you will regret it! "

Only An Peiqingkong had time to let out a surprised cry.

"Hmm? "Why?"

Jiang Tian's mind moved.

The Small Black Flying Sword stopped three inches away from An Peiqingkong's chest in an instant.

"I beg Master Jiang to spare my life …" An Peiqingkong's face was pale white and his lips were trembling.

"And here I thought you had some backbone, and that you had the same kind of material as well. You even begged for mercy!"

Jiang Tian stood with his hands behind his back, and laughed: "Speak, why should I forgive you? I won't forgive you for regretting it! "

"Master Jiang, my An Pei family, is one of the top two Yin Yang Master families in Dongyang, a mighty Kyushu!"

An Peiqingkong said in a trembling voice, "Furthermore, our An Pei family worships one of the Four Great God s, as well as the Wild Palace Shrine s. Inside the clan, a true god sleeps soundly, and is ten times stronger than Ying Gou …"

"So what? I've said it before, I will eliminate all of them, and leave no one alive! " Jiang Tian laughed coldly.

An Peiqingkong originally wanted to scare Jiang Tian, but after seeing this, a plan failed, and there was another, he quickly said:

"If the Master Jiang insist on destroying these shrine, I can serve as your guide …"

"Damn, to lead the way …"

Jiang Tian's face was full of shock as he said, "Your shamelessness has changed the limits of my knowledge!"

"Furthermore, Master Jiang, I advise you not to make a move against these shrine s …"

An Peiqingkong earnestly advised: "Those shrine s are the symbol of Dongyang People's spirit and faith. Many high ranking military and political officials will pay their respects, if you destroy the shrine, you will become the enemy of the entire Dongyang. At that time, I'm afraid the Self Guard will make a move. Even if you are a Divine Stage expert, I am afraid you are not … "

"Yi, you dare threaten me?"

Jiang Tian widely opened his eyes, with the look of "Brat, I finally have something on you".

"Master, I would never dare!" "I was just reminding you in good faith …"

An Peiqingkong was so shocked that he did not even jump, and shouted loudly.

He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. This Master Jiang was too temperamental, he simply had no words to say.

"Anyway, I'm going to kill you!"

Jiang Tian's mind moved.

Chi — — The Small Black Flying Sword passed through his chest.

"Demons! You are a bloodthirsty Demons! formative spirit will throw you into the eighteen levels of hell! "

An Peiqingkong fell to the ground on his back, blood spewing out of his chest continuously.

"You Dongyang devils are the bloodthirsty beasts. Back then, you committed a heinous crime in the China, and it was extremely hard to find one. Since you guys like to kill people, then you must have the awareness of being killed!"

Jiang Tian laughed coldly and walked over. He was feeling overjoyed. Killing Dongyang People was too satisfying.

In fact, although he had a personal grudge with the The Sino-Star Society, he did not feel so good about it. After all, many of them were the descendants of the China.

However, Dongyang People was different. He did not feel the slightest bit of burden.

Especially in Jiang Tian's great-grandfather's generation, who knew how many people died in the Jinling massacre.

"If you kill me, you will regret it!"

Seeing Jiang Tian walking over, An Peiqingkong laughed wickedly, his face filled with malice: "There are four peak shrine s overseeing different formative spirit, and protecting them with a large formation, every formative spirit has different abhijna s, hehe, even if you are a Divine Stage, without my guidance and the information I provided, you still have no defense, and you will still die in a graveless place! "Hee hee, hee hee hee …"

"Idiot, do you think you can hide it from me?"

Jiang Tian extended his hand and grabbed his head, his five fingers like sharp steel hooks, and pierced deep into his skull.

At the same time, Jiang Tian's consciousness drilled into his mind like a drill.

The Soul Searching Method was a cultivation method that allowed one's spiritual sense to reach the highest levels. It was able to defy the heavens and defy the heavens.

Even if Jiang Tian had a Cultivation Level at the fifth level of Qi Cultivating Stage and was able to erase his memories easily, he could not use the Soul Searching Technique as he wished, especially the Yin Yang Master who was also a Spirit Type Cultivator.

However, Jiang Tian had beaten him half to death, his mind was filled with suffering, hatred, and despair.

Immediately, images of the Dongyang's Cultivation world were vividly displayed in Jiang Tian's mind. Jiang Tian had seized all of his memories in an instant.

An Peiqingkong's entire body spasmed and bounced violently, his seven orifices spurted out blood, and his eyes rolled back violently. In the end, his gaze turned completely dull and dull, and then suddenly disappeared.

At this time, Li Jinzhu had already walked over to Jiang Tian's back with large strides. He stood there respectfully and looked at Jiang Tian's back with admiration.

He had actually single-handedly killed Ying Gou and the many strong person s guarding him and saved them. If news of this were to spread throughout the Dongyang, it would definitely cause a huge commotion.

When Li Jinzhu and the rest rushed to the Taoist Palace of Honolulu s at the back of the mountain, they were all stunned.

The experts of over a hundred sandalwood line s laid motionless on the ground. All of them were as thin as mummified corpses.

Their robes were rotting and filthy. There was a large wound on their necks and spines, and pus and blood continuously flowed out from it. A terrible stench filled the air.1

"Grandfather!" What's wrong with you? " Li Jinzhu hugged a Old Man and cried.

This Old Man was the Palace Mistress of the Taoist Palace of Honolulu, the successor of the bloodline, and also someone who had adopted Li Jinzhu.

He was originally as strong as the Grandmaster of Perfection Stage, as strong as a dragon and as strong as a tiger, but at this time, his hair was charred yellow and fell off, revealing a scalp with protruding veins.

"Golden Pearl, we were used by others. I had thought that An Peiqingkong would help us, but he had only treated us as blood slave, as food supply s to increase the Cultivation Level …"

Old Palace Lord of Honolulu's aura was faint, and two clear tears flowed out from her sunken eyes as she choked with sobs:

"Ying Gou is a zombie that devours flesh and blood, not a god. Your Junior Masters and I have been completely devoured by him for half a year, and have lost all our Cultivation Level.

Seeing this, Jiang Tian did not make a sound, but instead sighed in his heart.

He had seen this kind of thing too many times in the Cultivation World.

Many Cultivator s and Sect s were given cultivation skills, cultivation resources and many other benefits by others.

Who knew if there was a free lunch in this world!

In the end, it was all used as a cauldron by others, and even a sect was completely absorbed.

On the path of training, being good and fake was indeed very important.

However, he could not rely on outsiders to lose his independence, or else he would be doomed for sure.

"Grandfather, you can definitely save him …"

Li Jinzhu's beautiful eyes were filled with tears as she pointed at Jiang Tian and said:

"This is the Master Jiang, the China, he has already killed Ying Gou and the other evil people, he has the unfathomable ability of the ghost spirit, he will definitely be able to save you!"

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