I'm afraid they have never thought of this method in their dreams. At this time, they can't help but wonder if they are really dreaming?

In the blink of an eye, most of the dozen or so black-robed warriors died, leaving only six or seven on the opposite side.

Looking at the figure flashing with purple light, each of these people had a look of fear on their faces, as if they saw the god of death coming, and they forgot to take action for a moment.

In other words, they have fallen into horror and shock and have no courage to take action!

Jiang Tian didn't hesitate, clenched his fists fiercely and blasted them out like lightning.

Rumble!

The roar sounded again, but Jiang Tian did not use the Heaven-Swallowing Finger.

These people have been stunned by him and can be killed without using the Heaven-Swallowing Finger.

After casually throwing out two punches, the dazzling purple light instantly killed three people!

"What are you doing standing still?" Jiang Tian stopped moving forward in a flash, and instead turned back, heading towards Deacon Mu who was chasing after him.

Kuang Yujiao and the other three were still in shock. After hearing Jiang Tian's reminder, they suddenly came to their senses. They each shouted wildly and killed the three remaining black-robed warriors on the opposite side.

Jiang Tian's amazing performance undoubtedly gave them great hope!

They did not dare to hesitate any longer and used all their strength to attack crazily.

Those three people had been frightened out of their wits for a long time. At this moment, they couldn't even use most of their strength, and they were brutally killed in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Deacon Mu's eyes were twitching wildly, and his face was extremely gloomy.

He never expected that in such a short period of time, Jiang Tian would kill more than a dozen Xuanyue realm men one after another.

Although he can easily do this kind of thing, you must know that the other party is just a junior in the quasi-mysterious realm!

Considering that there were all the hall masters in front of the fifth-floor hall watching the battle attentively, this made him feel even more humiliated and completely furious!

"Boy, go to hell!"

Deacon Mu yelled crazily and without hesitation, he pulled out a bloody long knife and slashed at Jiang Tian.

In his opinion, Jiang Tian will definitely die with this sword strike!

However, the next scene shocked him again, and his face became even more ugly!

Boom!

Amidst the violent roar, the blood-colored sword light passed through the air, flew fiercely above Jiang Tian's head, and was about to slash down without any explanation!

But at this moment, Jiang Tian suddenly took out a black half-foot-long stick, and swung it wildly into the air without any explanation as he was filled with spiritual power!

call!

The dull whistling sound of the stick suddenly sounded, and a huge black light shot up fiercely, meeting the bloody sword light without any explanation!

Boom!

The violent loud noise shook the void. Mu Zhi was startled at first, but then he shook his head and sneered.

"Huh! You're looking for death!"

This bloody knife is his magic weapon, and the offensive is not just as simple as it looks on the surface.

Sure enough, although the stick shadow was swung behind the bloody sword light, it was shaken away by the power of the sword light in a blink of an eye.

The bloody sword light only paused for a moment, and then it quickly slashed down with terrifying power!

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Deacon Mu's mouth, as if he had seen Jiang Tian being killed with a knife!

"snort!"

Jiang Tian's eyes flashed with surprise, he had discovered these strange things.

But he did not panic. Instead, he snorted coldly and threw out the long black stick filled with spiritual power. The technique was not very particular, as if what he was throwing was just an ordinary iron rod, or even a piece of iron that was picked up casually.

Stone-like.

boom!

The long stick swelled up as it flew out, and under the strong black light, it turned into a giant stick several feet long that was as thick as a bucket. The surface was extremely rough, but if you look closely, you can see that there are monster spirit patterns engraved on it!

At the same time, streaks of black light were circling rapidly as if they were converging into violent monsters. The original whistle of the stick suddenly turned into the roar of monsters, which sounded very shocking!

"This is...a demon-suppressing stick?"

Deacon Mu seemed to have heard of this magic weapon somewhere, and the corners of his eyes could not help but shrink in surprise.

The magic weapon Demon-Suppressing Stick was said to have been a secret heirloom of a family in the Black Moon Kingdom, but it was rumored that its whereabouts were unknown after the sudden change in the Black Moon Kingdom, and was lost with the decline of that family.

Why did it suddenly appear today, or in the hands of this junior in the quasi-mysterious realm?

Could it be that this junior is the heir of that family?

wrong!

Deacon Mu frowned and thought for a moment, then immediately rejected his idea.

There is absolutely no way that the boy in front of him is the owner of the stick. From the looks of it, he has no plan at all. He just uses this magic weapon as an ordinary iron rod, without any sense of cherishing it as a family treasure.

As soon as the thought flashed in my mind, a violent roar came from the void above!

The violent loud noises were scattered wildly along with the fluctuations of spiritual power. The originally arrogant bloody sword light collided with the demon-subduing giant stick and collapsed in an instant!

"That's unreasonable!"

Deacon Mu's face darkened, Wu Xia thought more about it.

He made several attempts in succession, but failed to take advantage, which made him, a strong man in the Xuanyang Realm, completely lose his face.

He wants to teach this junior a lesson and restore the dignity of the Xuanyang Realm powerhouse!

Rumble...a dull roar echoed through the void!

The Demon-Suppressing Stick was hit hard by the blood-colored sword light, and the whole body's violent spiritual energy quickly dissipated. In the blink of an eye, it returned to its original appearance, and transformed into the half-foot long black stick flying upside down in the air.

And down.

Whoosh!

Jiang Tian waved his right hand and grasped the demon-subduing stick again. Looking at it intently, he couldn't help but be a little surprised!

After forcibly withstanding a powerful blow from the blood-colored sword light, the stick was completely undamaged. It only left a light red mark in the middle, but it did not damage the root at all!

"The Demon-Suppressing Stick really deserves its reputation!"

Thoughts flashed through Jiang Tian's mind, and he once again marveled at the hardness of this long stick.

There is no doubt that the refining materials of the demon-subduing stick are definitely not trivial, otherwise it would be impossible for him to smash it out without any damage.

It's a pity that he doesn't major in stick skills, and he doesn't lack powerful magic weapons in his hands, so this demon-subduing stick is destined to be only a foil, or even just an emergency item that he uses in critical moments.

"Boy, go to hell!"

After being stunned for a moment, Deacon Mu roared and charged forward.

Without saying a word, Jiang Tian's spiritual power surged crazily, he held the demon-subduing stick in both hands and swept forward.

boom!

Amidst the dull roar, the huge black stick shadow flew out like lightning. It was only about ten feet in size at first, but when it flew in front of Deacon Mu, it had turned into a huge black stick that was thicker than a bucket and several feet long.

film!

"Boy, you are a little too confident!"

Deacon Mu gave a cold shout, a look of ferocity flashed across his face, he did not take a step back, and the long knife in his hand slashed wildly without any explanation.

Hiss... boom!
Chapter completed!