When the patriarch of the Wangui Clan heard this, he couldn't help laughing, but he laughed very coldly.

"Do you think you can kill me?"

He looked at Jiang Nan coldly.

"It's easy."

Jiang Nandao.

He was still very calm as he said these four words.

"Arrogant!"

"Self-righteous stuff!"

In the Ten Thousand Ghost Clan, a group of ghost cultivators couldn't help but scold Jiang Nan.

It is so arrogant that a mere Daoxuan level human being dared to speak like this to their patriarch of the Daoxin level!

"Do you should kill ten thousand times!"

Someone shouted angrily.

The head of the Wangui Clan's eyes were cold: "Then try it and see if you can kill me! If you have that ability, I will surrender to you, so what if I surrender to you?"

"Speak for sure?"

Jiang Nan looked at him.

"A word is like a catastrophe!"

The patriarch of the Wangui Clan said coldly.

"Okay, you said."

Jiang Nandao.

As he said this, he moved, climbed up the sky, and stepped into a higher altitude.

"Come here to avoid the battle destroying the territory of this place. This will be my territory."

He said.

The head of the Wangui Clan laughed in anger. He had never seen such an arrogant human before.

However, Jiang Nan was naturally very willing to do this.

After all, if the war really starts in this place, it will inevitably lead to the destruction of the Ten Thousand Ghosts tribe, and he does not want to see that scene.

Soon, he and Jiang Nan came thousands of feet above the altitude.

"Come on humans, I will take a look. With the sword in your hand, how can you do this?"

He said coldly.

Jiang Nan smiled faintly, and as he moved, the innate sword in his hand swept across, with a sharp sword.

The ten times combat power has already started to be activated, and the innate sword is activated with ten times combat power. The sword energy consumed is naturally extremely magnificent.

At this time, he did not use the power of primitive death, nor the Book of Heaven, because he wanted to try his best to his peak strength.

As a result, the leader of the Wangui Clan, who is the first level of Taoist Heart, is used as a sharpening stone for himself.

The patriarch of the Wangui Clan naturally felt the power of this attack, but he was not afraid, and raised his hand and punched him.

A boxing glove appeared at his fist, which was obviously a good treasure soldier.

Ghosts and gods fist gloves!

This is a treasure soldier at the peak level of Daoxuan in sect, which can increase his Ghost and God Fist three times its power.

Jiang Nan could feel the power of this attack, but there was no change in his expression. The innate sword in his hand flipped and turned, and the stronger sword energy swept out, instantly breaking through the opponent's fist and hitting straight at the opponent's chest.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Ghosts clan shook the fists of the ghosts and gods, swept them away like a knife.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

When the two collided, the sword energy was strong and the fist roared. For a moment, no one was weaker or no one was stronger than anyone else.

This made the ghost cultivators of the Ten Thousand Ghost Clan couldn't help but feel palpitations.

"this……"

Their clan leader is the cultivation level of the first level of Taoist heart, which is much stronger than Jiang Nan, but now, Jiang Nan blocks the clan leader of their clan and fights with the clan leader of their clan to a draw!

The leader of the Wangui Clan also had cold eyes. He stared at the innate sword in Jiang Nan's hand for a moment, shouted softly, and a huge ghost appeared behind him.

As the ghost appeared, a very terrifying aura swept across the spot, as if it could annihilate everything.

"Ghost kills gods!"

The ghost cultivators from the Wan Ghost Clan couldn't help but speak out.

This is the most powerful magical power of the patriarch of their clan. Unexpectedly, Jiang Nan forced him to use it at this moment.

However, these ghost monks were surprised, but they also sneered.

Since the leader of their clan used this magical power, the battle situation was decided and Jiang Nan would be defeated.

"Sir God!"

On the Tiange, a group of ghost cultivators looked at Jiang Nan for a moment.

They naturally felt that the magical power of "ghost killing gods" was terrifying and very terrifying, and they couldn't help but worry at this time.

However, although they were worried, they were full of trust in Jiang Nan.

They clenched their fists one by one, and they firmly believed that their God could win!

Because it is their God!

After all, their lineage has not used the power of primitive death and the avenue of space at this time.

"With this blow, turn it into powder." The patriarch of the Wangui Clan looked at Jiang Nan, and his voice was extremely cold: "With your Daoxuan level cultivation, although it is very strong by relying on the sword in your hand, you are still worthy of being able to force me to use this move."

He hardly uses the magical power of ghosts and gods, but once he uses it, he will definitely see blood burying the corpse.

"You think you win

Now?"

Jiang Nan smiled faintly.

"nature."

The patriarch of the Wangui Clan said coldly.

"bring it on."

Jiang Nandao.

The patriarch of the Wangui Clan snorted coldly, and the magical power of ghosts and gods was actually used, and the ghost shadows behind him moved with it. For a moment, dense fist shadows flocked in the space of a hundred feet. The power mixed with each fist shadow was very forceful, and each fist seemed to be able to penetrate the sky.

Faced with such intensive attacks, it is almost difficult to dodge.

However, Jiang Nan was very calm.

As his eyes closed and opened, the Lotus Seal God's eyes opened.

“I haven’t used it for a long time.”

He whispered.

As the Lotus Seal God's eyes opened, the dense ghost and god fists, in his eyes, the attack speed became slower and the attack trajectory became very clear.

He took a simple step, and his whole body was floating, avoiding one ghost and god fist shadow after another.

Moreover, he was quickly approaching the patriarch of the Wangui Clan.

"this……"

The ghost cultivators of the Ten Thousand Ghost Clan were moved.

Avoid it!

Jiang Nan actually avoided such a dense and terrifying attack.

How is that possible?!

Even the patriarch of the Wangui Clan was moved and full of shock. This was the first time he had seen someone who could avoid his ghost fist so easily.

Moreover, he is also a human in the realm of Taoism!

However, after a brief surprise, he let out a low roar and used the magical powers of ghosts and gods even stronger.

The Ghost Killing God Fist, also known as the Ghost Killing Fist, is his top-level technique, and the killing power is very intimidating.

At this moment, he used this kind of boxing magical power to his limit.

Jiang Nan was fearful, and the Lotus Seal God Eye saw through everything, quickly dodged, and after a step, he finally got closer to the other party after dozens of breaths.

"Clam!"

The innate sword in his hand burst out with a burning sword sound, breaking through the power of death consumed by the opponent, and a sword hit the opponent's eyebrows.

The tip of the sword, three points into the flesh.

Strands of black blood emerged with it.

"You lost."

Jiang Nandao.

A drop of cold sweat broke out from the head of the Wangui Clan. If Jiang Nan did not stop the sword just now, his head would be penetrated directly.

"I lost!" The patriarch of Wangui Clan gritted his teeth and said, "But, I did not lose to you, but to the sword in your hand!"
Chapter completed!