Chapter 275: Win!

The flames in the void gradually dissipated, and the fire ball that enveloped Jiang Tian also began to slowly fall.

Just when all the disciples of the Golden Temple thought that the overall situation was set, a sneer suddenly sounded, and the remaining fireball suddenly burst!

"Hahahaha, Fu Yan, is this the power of your 8-Rank Intermediate Flame Bloodline?" Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Jiang Tian!" Zhuo Lei's eyes lit up.

"Junior Brother Jiang was not injured, great!" Qiao Ya yelled with excitement.

Wei Ming shook his head and sighed, not knowing what to say when he was excited.

The disciples of the Golden Temple were all stunned, one by one, as if he had seen a ghost, feeling incredible.

"Hi! He wasn't hurt, how could this be?"

"It's just that he wasn't hurt, he didn't even have a hole in his clothes, it's a **** fuck!"

"Impossible! I must be dreaming!"

The disciples of the Golden Palace exclaimed all around, completely unable to believe the situation before them.

Fu Yan was also very surprised, the corners of his eyes twitching constantly.

However, he was not as shocked as the others, he still maintained enough composure, and the whole person appeared very calm.

He looked at Jiang Tian coldly, his eyes more solemn than ever.

"It's not easy! It's really not easy to be able to stop my attack like this!" Fu Yan nodded slowly, a light flashed between his eyebrows.

Jiang Tian smiled indifferently: "Is there any other means, just use it, you won't have a chance if you don't make a move!"

Fu Huo smiled sullenly, and his expression was slightly emotional: "Unexpectedly, I would need to resort to that method to deal with a Tongdian disciple. What a pity!"

He slowly raised his right arm and waved it towards the void.

boom!

Several raging fires soared into the sky, like a few fire pythons entangled with each other and rolled down, instantly condensing into a crimson fire sword!

Crackling!

The heat contained in the fire sword was terrifying, and it scorched the surrounding air.

Fu Yan squeezed the fire sword in his right hand.

Jiang Tian frowned slightly, the color in his eyes flashed away.

It can be seen that the opponent is not only strong in blood, but also has amazing kendo attainments.

This method of condensing the fire into a sword, the ordinary spirit building realm disciple can't do it at all, indicating that his control of bloodline spiritual power has reached an extremely high level.

"Jiang Tian, if you lost just now, you might end up better, but now, your ending will only be worse!"

Fu Yan was not wordy, holding the scarlet fire sword in his hand, and slashed towards Jiang Tian.

boom!

He just waved it casually, and a huge sword with a length of tens of meters appeared on Jiang Tian's head.

The flames of the whole body are shining, releasing a strong sword intent and terrifying heat!

But the body of that fire sword was still in Fu Yan's hand.

A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth.

"Compare with me? You might be disappointed!"

Jiang Tian's face sank, his right palm flicked upward, and a faint purple light flew into the air immediately.

His movements are extremely simple, even seem a bit crude, without any fancy moves, as if just a casual wave.

The lavender light rushed up, directly facing the fire-colored giant sword.

There was a loud bang, and the two sides collided abruptly!

Strong sword intent fluctuations erupted from the fire-colored giant sword. At the same time, the terrifying heat spread wildly, trying to swallow the lavender light.

Fu Yan shook his head and sneered, his eyes flashed with disdain.

This is a secret technique that he cultivates, but it is a means of pressing the bottom of the box. If it is so easily broken, it would be too trifling.

But the next moment, his face became stiff, and the corners of his eyes jumped violently.

The lavender light flashed suddenly, and the astonishing sword intent burst out, splitting the fire-colored giant sword from it!

boom!

In the loud noise, the fire-colored giant sword completely collapsed, turning into a long flame and spreading out in the air.

"Unreasonable!" Fu Yan could no longer remain calm, his figure shook, and he rushed towards Jiang Tian with a scarlet fire sword in his hand.

Jiang Tian smiled indifferently, his foot stepped out, and the golden light all over his body flashed toward Fu Yan at a faster speed.

"Blasting Spirit Fist!"

The violent punches burst out in the cold shout, Fu Yan hurriedly swung his sword to block him, but was shaken by the powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

"Impossible!" Fu Yan twitched at the corner of his eyes and shouted angrily.

Fortunately, he has a deep foundation. Although he was hit by a punch, he was not blasted out of the ring, but the fire sword had already collapsed.

"Oh? It seems that my shot is a little light!" Jiang Tian was slightly startled, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, he shook his head and smiled, and the explosive fist blasted out again.

Bang! A dull loud noise followed, and Fu Yan was blasted out of the ring with a grunt.

"Fu Yan, you are indeed stronger than Qi Bin, but unfortunately you are still not my opponent!" Jiang Tian sneered and stood proudly.

"Damn! I can't lose!" Fu Yan shouted violently, and while his feet were still on the ground, he slapped his right palm down and rushed back to the ring again with the force of the counter shock.

"Huh?" Jiang Tian's face was dark, a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, you can't afford to lose so much. If so, then let you completely give up!"

Jiang Tian's figure shook, he came to the edge of the ring in an instant, and his right fist slammed out like lightning.

boom!

There was a dull loud noise suddenly, this boxing strength contained a strong sword intent, and its power was completely different from ordinary explosive fist.

Before Fu Yan had time to attack, he was blasted and fell to the ground like a broken kite.

With blood spurting from his mouth and his chest shirt torn, he looked very embarrassed.

"You...damn it! Puff!" Fu Yan sprayed blood, his whole body fluctuated and his face turned pale as paper.

Jiang Tian said with disdain, coldly: "You should be thankful that you have a solid foundation, otherwise this punch will be enough to destroy you!"

Jiang Tian's cold voice echoed in the square of Zhanwutai, everyone was silent, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

They are waiting, they are hesitating.

Especially the Golden Temple disciples, they don't want to believe that this challenge is over.

How could the first person in the Golden Palace, the strongest among the old, lose to a bronze hall?

Fu Yan is not Jiang Tian's opponent. How can the majesty of the Golden Palace survive? Who else can teach Jiang Tian and save the face of Golden Palace?

Everyone looked at each other, their faces became extremely ugly!

Without a doubt, even Fu Yan couldn't beat Jiang Tian, and no one else could be found in the Golden Palace.

"How is it possible, how could this be?"

"I don't believe it! How could Brother Fu lose to Jiang Tian?"

"This is not true! The first person in the Golden Palace, it is impossible to lose to Jiang Tian!"

The eyes of the Golden Temple disciples were dim, and Fu Yan himself was even more pale, with extremely complex expressions.

After waiting for a while, the Tongdian disciples were finally convinced that this challenge was finally over and Jiang Tianzhen won!

"Junior Brother Jiang won!"

"Junior Brother Jiang defeated Fu Yan, the first person in the Golden Palace!"

"The disciple of the bronze hall won the first person in the golden hall!"

"We turned over!"

Everyone cheered, and the suffocation that had been suppressed for a long time broke out.