Chapter 1435: Ghost spirit

There is absolutely no need to doubt the power of the "Blood River Long Knife", this is his skill, much better than Deacon Mu's "Blood Dragon Roll".

This move has helped him defeat many opponents, and even allowed him to beat many strong players. How could he miss Jiang Tian?

"Unreasonable!"

Deacon Jiao gritted his teeth and screamed, his heart was raging, and he was already angered by Jiang Tian.

He thought that he would be able to severely inflict Jiang Tian in one or two rounds and capture him alive, but he didn't expect it would be so hard to fight against him.

Whoosh!

Seeing that the Chixue sword marrow attack was ineffective, Jiang Tian waved his right hand and retracted it in front of him, floating in the void, concentrating on preparation.

"Boy! I admit that I underestimated you, but don't be happy too early. Even if you block this trick, you are far from my opponent!"

Deacon Jiao's expression was extremely gloomy, and after a moment of hesitation, his footsteps suddenly moved straight out to Jiang Tian.

At the same time, his whole body aura surged, and his spiritual energy poured into the long sword in his hand.

The scarlet blood trembled violently, and the whole body seemed to be watered by blood, as if it could drip bleeding.

Whoosh whoosh!

Clouds of wind gathered out of thin air, and rolled towards the long knife in his hand. In a blink of an eye, a **** vortex was formed, emitting waves of weird and terrifying spiritual power!

"Hi! What is this trick?"

Jiang Tian took a cold breath, and the corners of his eyes suddenly shrank, astonished for a while.

Deacon Jiao's various methods are evil and vicious, and the number of ways is weird. He deserves to be the evil person of the Black Moon Country, and the methods are really vicious!

At this moment, Deacon Jiao shook his sword and suddenly shot!

There was violent turmoil in the void, and the **** vortex rolled at the speed of humans, and it could not help but envelope Jiang Tian!

"not good!"

Jiang Tian's face changed, and his heart was shocked.

Deacon Jiao is really tough, Deacon Mu has never used this kind of method before, and even if he wants to do it, I am afraid he can't do it.

Rumble!

Under the cold sword wind swept across, Jiang Tian only felt cold all over his body, and subconsciously urged the Tyrannosaurus body to resist.

But the strange thing is that the imaginary scene where the sword-inspired hood clashes wildly did not appear!

"Hmm! What's the matter?"

Jiang Tian frowned, he couldn't help but hesitate.

This offensive does not seem to be stronger than the previous "Blood River Long Knife", not only that, but its power is obviously much worse.

Looking at the opposite Deacon Jiao, he seemed not surprised by the scene in front of him, even with a smug sneer on his face!

What's happening here?

Jiang Tian felt more and more strange. After a brief period of doubt, he suddenly discovered that under the shroud of this cold blade wind, his bloodline and spiritual power had obviously become slow!

"That's it!" Jiang Tian's heart was shaken, and he immediately understood.

This is not a powerful killer move, but a weird method that can delay or even freeze the spiritual power of the blood!

The yin wind whispered in the ears, and the void in a radius of tens of meters suddenly became cold and cold.

Even with the Tyrannosaurus body protection, he still felt cold all over his body, and even his mind began to shake involuntarily, and he felt drowsy!

"Huh! Boy, feel my "Ghost Spirit Wind"!"

Deacon Jiao shook his head and sneered, with a smug smile on his face, quietly admiring the scene of Jiang Tian hesitating and crumbling under the suppression of the "ghost spirit wind".

The yin wind continued to roar, and Jiang Tian, ​​who was in the center of the whirlpool, had strange noises like ghosts crying and howling wolves.

The intense chill hits again and again, making his brow frown and his eyes become extremely cold!

"Deacon Jiao must have killed a lot of innocent people before he has practiced such evil methods. The evil people of the Black Moon Country are really hateful!"

Jiang Tian snorted coldly, his body aura suddenly changed, and the already slow spiritual power suddenly began to accelerate!

boom!

Spiritual power fluctuated suddenly, the purple light of the whole body rose, and the billowing wind was suddenly opened in a row!

"Huh? How is it possible!"

Deacon Jiao sneered for a moment, and his face suddenly changed in shock!

His "Ghost Spirit Wind" was made in a special secret place by collecting the blood and spirit of dozens of Xuanmoon martial artists. Not only that, but in order to increase the power of this secret technique, he even killed it with tricks. A martial artist of the Profound Moon Realm with a considerable cultivation base, used as the main soul to drive.

Supplemented with magic weapons in hand, after seven or seventy-nine days of secret practice in that gloomy and cold place, the secret technique is only successful!

Once this kind of secret technique is used, let alone a quasi-profound realm junior like Jiang Tian, ​​even if a Xuanyang realm master accidentally falls into it for a while, the bloodline spiritual power will be suppressed, and it will soon be in a state of immortality.

But looking at the situation in front of him, why did Jiang Tian turn around?

Can he actually resist the erosion of the "ghost spirit wind"?

how can that be!

Deacon Jiao took a deep breath, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly. He didn't expect this to happen!

"It is unreasonable! I didn't expect that the "Soul Lingfeng" could not help you. It seems that Jiao still has to do it himself!"

Deacon Jiao took a deep breath, his face turned gloomy.

The whole body's spiritual power skyrocketed, and the long knife in his hand was once again bloody. As he suddenly slashed, the hob cut through the void and slashed at Jiang Tian.

Even if the "Ghost Spiritual Wind" had little effect and could not suppress Jiang Tian's bloodline spiritual power, the center of it would be affected somewhat.

Under the double attack, it was impossible for Jiang Tian to avoid calmly, let alone resist it with Enron.

With this knife cut out, Jiang Tian absolutely cannot have any chance of luck!

Rumble!

The **** knife light slashed madly, and rushed into the range of the "ghost spirit wind" in one fell swoop, and Jiang Tian was about to be hit hard.

But at this moment, Jiang Tian shouted wildly, and his right hand suddenly swung out!

Boom!

There was a loud noise that shook the sky suddenly, and a group of dazzling golden light suddenly skyrocketed, bursting out with a dazzling light, and blasted fiercely towards the oncoming **** knife light.

Amid the violent roar, the **** knife light collapsed, turning into billowing blood and dissipating!

"Hi! What's the matter?"

Deacon Jiao was shocked, his face changed drastically!

This time, he really couldn't keep calm anymore.

Originally, the strange long sword in Jiang Tian's hand had already attracted him a lot of interest. Later, he was surprised by the suppression of the "ghost spirit wind", but at this moment, he saw the sudden burst of golden light. Shocked, even shocked!

How could a small quasi-xuan realm martial artist have so many magic weapons?

How could there be such a powerful method?

What is his origin?

In almost an instant, he subconsciously thought that this Jiang Tian might be a descendant of a certain family or the young master of a certain small and medium power.

Otherwise it is difficult to explain the situation at hand!

His young age is so amazing, his cultivation base is still so powerful, and he has a piece of coveted magic weapon in his hands. Looking at the two countries of Heiyue and Canglan, even the descendants of many large clans may not have such a wealth. Right?

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