To put it bluntly, if he could kill the opponent with certainty, he wouldn't have to worry too much, and he wouldn't have to worry about causing any trouble.

But if you don't have enough confidence, killing the enemy without any results will allow the opponent to escape, which will inevitably lead to huge disasters!

The old man in blood robe is very clear about this.

He even subconsciously thought that he would rather not meet Jiang Tian today, so that at least he would not have all the worries.

But now, it's too late to say anything. He has completely become enemies with the other party, and it is impossible to get away even if he wants to.

Jiang Tian ignored the questions raised by the old man in blood robes.

Who else could he be?

Isn't he Jiang Tian, ​​a disciple of the Cangyun Sect and the pinnacle martial arts wizard of the younger generation in the Canglan Kingdom?

Is it possible that there is another identity that even he himself doesn't know about?

Nonsense!

If that's the case, that's really a heck of a lot!

"You little tortoise and grandson, you want to show off your power here with just a spiritual treasure. It's unlucky for you to meet me!"

The voice of the Holy Lord Fire Spirit rippled in mid-air. At the same time, the huge palm of the blood cloud that was being propped up was trembling wildly, as if it was struggling with all its strength to fall down again.

However, with the support of the Fire Spirit Saint, he was unable to reverse the decline, and all his movements seemed to be a powerless struggle.

At this moment, the old man in blood robe withdrew his eyes from looking at Jiang Tian, ​​held his right hand in the air, and his expression became extremely cold!

"Do you think there's nothing you can do to control someone like this? Explode!"

As the word "explosion" came out, the giant blood cloud palm suddenly stopped struggling. After a moment of silence, the blood all over its body surged and suddenly exploded!

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

Violent roars resounded through the void, and the billowing blood seemed to dye half of the sky red. Groups of blood-colored clouds surged up, constantly attacking the Fire Spirit Saint.

"hiss!"

Jiang Tian stepped on the ground, his eyes beating wildly.

Although the distance was hundreds of feet away, the pressure falling wildly in mid-air still made his heart tremble!

One is the palm print of the spirit-level remnant treasure that has been concentrated with all its strength, and the other is a strange existence such as the Fire Spirit Saint. The confrontation between the two sides is truly astonishing and cannot be underestimated.

"Hahahaha! No matter who you are, no matter what you are, just one palm is enough to annihilate you, or at worst, it can seriously injure you! Let's see if you dare to be so arrogant this time?"

Seeing the wild surge of blood rolling in mid-air, and the wildly spreading blood fluctuations that instantly enveloped hundreds of feet in radius, the old man in blood robe laughed wildly and instantly regained his confidence.

At the previous moment, seeing the bloody palm being forcibly propped up, he was really worried that he would be completely at a disadvantage.

But when he saw that the other party was completely unable to stop the Blood Palm from exploding, the worry in his heart no longer existed.

The blood cloud giant palm was already extremely powerful, and now the power of its sudden self-destruction is naturally even more terrifying. Under such an attack, even a strong person in the Quasi-Xuantian realm would be seriously injured if he did not die, not to mention that it was only a "half-step Xuantian realm".

"Fire color Xuanyang"!

But before his laughter could settle down, another proud and wild laughter came out from the billowing cloud of blood!

"Hahahaha! It seems that your confidence is far stronger than your strength!"

"Huh? What...what?" The old man in blood-robed face suddenly stiffened, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes!

"No way! No way!"

The blood-robed old man looked at the bloody craze above with wild eyes. In the blink of an eye, he saw a round of fiery Xuanyang rising into the sky with dragon-like flames, emitting a dazzling light that was difficult to look directly at!

The raging flames were like mighty giant dragons or ferocious flame tentacles. With just a slight wave, they spread out layers of blood clouds and made a strange "hissing" sound!

"Impossible! How could this happen?"

The face of the old man in blood robe changed drastically, and he was completely horrified!

He was well aware of the power of the Blood Palm's self-destruction, and even an ordinary Quasi-Xuantian Realm expert could not block it so easily.

But that round of "Fire Xuanyang" not only blocked it, but actually regarded it as nothing and easily dispersed it. This is really an exaggeration!

"call!"

Seeing the shocking scene in mid-air, Jiang Tian nodded heavily and finally let out a sullen breath.

"Holy Lord Fire Spirit, I'll leave this old man to you!"

Jiang Tian's body swayed, and he flew towards the restriction of the stronghold several hundred feet away, preparing to break through the restriction and escape from this place.

"If you have any other means, just use it!"

The Fire Spirit Holy Lord urged the flame dragons to disperse the surrounding blood clouds, and in a blink of an eye a large void was cleared. Two flaming eyes stared coldly at the blood-robed old man.

"Damn it!"

The blood-robed old man's eyes were beating wildly, and his face was extremely ugly.

The Blood Cloud Claw is already a magic weapon that he is proud of. In addition, although he has some low-end tricks, they are more of life-saving techniques in critical moments. When used in a fight, they may not be much better than this.

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Moreover, despite the self-explosion blow of the bloody palm, this "Fire Xuanyang" seemed to be... not damaged at all?

The blood-robed old man's heart was trembling wildly, and his face was full of horror. When he looked at the "Fire Xuanyang" again, there was already deep fear in his eyes.

"Why, it's gone? If that's the case, then you die!"

The Fire Spirit Saint gave a cold shout and suddenly burst out of the air.

"not good!"

The face of the old man in blood-robed changed greatly, and he stepped away without thinking.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, a ball of dazzling fire suddenly erupted where he originally stood, and the billowing flames danced wildly!

At the same time, several fire dragons seemed to poke out from the void, devouring the void crazily, setting off a terrifying heat wave!

"Hey! It's so dangerous!"

A hundred feet away, the void filled the air, and the old man in blood-robed clothes appeared in embarrassment, his steps staggering.

If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, his kung fu might have turned into barbecued meat under the attacks of several fire dragons, and he would be dead or disabled!

But in the blink of an eye, he suddenly woke up and turned his head to look at Jiang Tian, ​​with a cold light in his eyes!

Although he didn't know the origin of this "Fire-Colored Xuanyang", it was obviously directly following Jiang Tian's orders. As long as Jiang Tian was eliminated or controlled, the Fire-Colored Xuanyang would naturally be thrown into the trap and become too powerful to deal with.

When he thought of this, he swung out without hesitation, and his figure only swayed slightly before disappearing from where it was.

The next moment, there was a void dozens of feet behind Jiang Tian, ​​and a bloody figure suddenly appeared. Before his body solidified, a bloody palm clawed at Jiang Tian's back!

"If you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me, I think you are seeking death!"

Furious cold shouts resounded through the void, and the fire spirit saint's whole body disappeared suddenly. The next moment, he appeared in front of Jiang Tian out of thin air, with a murderous secret on his old face. He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a stream of red flames!

boom!

Hoho!
Chapter completed!