Chapter 82: A little face? I also want a little face for my Emperor Banner!

In the previous life, this person pestered Mu Wanyun and yelled at him several times because of the "Misty Holy Land" behind him.

There was no huge conflict with him at that time.

at the moment

This man injured Qianqian, insulted Fengchi, and even wanted to trample Aman to death. He already had a "way to death"!

Then let's settle old and new grudges together!

It is the cruelest thing to let the opponent take action and completely defeat the psychological defense.

In Jiang Heng's view, rubbing the Taoist heart of a "genius" is far more pleasurable than slapping him to death.

"Just you?"

"I was careless just now and didn't dodge."

Jiang Heng's words made Bai Tudao startled: "Anyone who dares to receive my blow has not been born yet!"

The voice fell

Bai Tudao's already strong muscles were expanding rapidly, and his body became much larger.

Like an inflated "ball"!

The next moment.

The ball deflated, and Bai Tudao's muscles continued to compress and recompress to a strange degree.

In the end, he became the size of a normal person.

Can.

The muscles and bones on its body are like steel. While vibrating, one can even clearly see its "mass"!

Bai Tudao raised his right arm, his five sharp claws bending continuously.

In the end, only the index finger was straight, pointed at Jiang Heng's throat and smiled cruelly: "White Tiger·Death——"

"call out"

In the blink of an eye, Bai Tudao came to Jiang Heng and gave Jiang Heng a cruel smile.

The dark claws shone with a white light and stabbed Jiang Heng's throat fiercely.

All this happened with lightning speed!

Everyone didn't react. They could only stare with wide eyes and fear, as the sharp claws were about to pierce into the throat.

"It's over, it's too much!"

"With royal bloodline, the ninth son of the White Tiger Demon Emperor is not comparable to ordinary saint sons at all!"

"White Tiger Death, this is the secret method of the White Tiger clan. Every time one of the five fingers is brought together, its power increases by 100%. With only one finger at the moment, it is 500%!"

"Revealing the true body, suppressing the realm, and inheriting the secret method, Jiang Heng is finished!"

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This sudden scene made the monks around him sigh helplessly.

At that moment, Jiang Heng had a great advantage and could completely injure Bai Tudao.

Even continuous suppression!

But right now.

This so-called "White Tiger Death" seems difficult to resist, at least among the crowd, no one can stop it!

Jiang Heng didn't pay attention to the commotion around him.

In the last life, I was already the "head armor" of the younger generation, which was the result of not practicing much.

Since rebirth

This journey has been through thorns and thorns, and the foundation he possesses is unimaginable in the previous life!

The understanding of the Tao and Fruit of the past life, the Tao and the Dharma, the demonic mind of the Heavenly Dao, the strong foundation, and the various techniques given by the system!

There is also the "original Taoist solution" obtained not long ago!

The strength is no longer what it used to be!

Looking at the black claws that were about to enter his throat, Jiang Heng raised his lips and smiled indifferently: "Then you can see clearly."

"How big is the gap between you and me!"

"The Killing Pagoda——"

Jiang Heng held Aman's arm with his left hand, raised his right hand and brought his middle and index fingers together. A silvery-white spike instantly appeared on his fingertips.

Gazing——

The silver spikes stabbed directly at the black claws

The next moment!

The picture was completely different from what everyone expected, and even a scary picture appeared!

The moment the black finger claws touched the "Slaughter Pagoda", it was like a square piece of wood, which was directly crushed into "sawdust"!

Fingers were smashed directly

Jiang Heng's body was like a bow, constantly approaching!

Bai Tudao's fingers, palms, and arms were all smashed into pieces by the killing pagoda.

"Ah~"

The pain that ripped out his heart and bones made Bai Tudao roar in pain. He looked at his right arm with Humu eyes, so unbelievable

White Tiger Killing is the secret method of their clan!

His rank is "Holy Grade". He is a great monk in the eighth realm. Jiang Heng is only in the seventh realm.

Why--?

The result?

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Bai Tudao screamed with all his strength, looking at the "killing pagoda" that went straight into his chest, he screamed with all his strength!

he.

Want it?

The ruins of the Immortal Palace are revealed, and there is a chance to become an immortal in this life. Before he can shine, will he receive a box lunch?

Can.

The silver spikes were merciless, crushing everything, breaking his ribs, and gouging into his chest!

"My little friend, would you like to give me some thin noodles?"

At the moment when Bai Tudao's heart was about to be broken, an ordinary voice echoed in the huge street.

At some point, an old man appeared and clamped Jiang Heng's hand, stopping his attack that was like a stormy wave.

"Quasi Saint."

Looking at the person coming, Jiang Heng narrowed his eyes and became unhappy.

present

Only a saint can miss his move!

Even a few eighth-level monks couldn't break through his "killing pagoda"!

The grade of this move is "Holy Grade"!

Because it is self-created, its combat power will increase exponentially!

The appearance of the old man caused deathly silence all around!

Tianyao City is the main city of Yaochi Holy Land. Even in the huge Zhongzhou, it is a famous city.

They are not surprised that there are saints!

But actually seeing it still scares many people!

After all, saints are invisible.

"Damn it, this Bai Tudao is no match for Jiang Heng."

"Porcelain will break when touched. This devil is so fierce!"

"Did Jiang Heng beat out the saint in one wave?"

"Stop the war? This is the only way. If a saint comes out, we have to give him face, right?"

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No one expected that Jiang Heng would beat Bai Tudao like this in a crushing way.

Half of his body was crushed.

Blood was flowing all over the ground. The whole person was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, and his eyes were filled with fear of surviving a disaster!

Even more unexpected

It was the saint who came out to stop this "war"!

"Your talent is the only one I have ever seen in my life. Even An Hongyi at the time might not be comparable."

"Bai Tudao is the son of the Demon King. If he died in Tianyao City, it would be difficult for my Yaochi Holy Land to explain."

"I am Xuan Ye"

"Can you give me some face?"

The old man in black, with his withered hands, tightly grabbed Jiang Heng's arm.

The words were polite.

But the tyranny in his voice was chilling!

It tells about Bai Tudao's identity, Yaochi's position, and his own generation.

But.

"Swoosh--"