"Damn it, he actually turned his back to me!" Ao Sen was furious.
"Let me learn about the power of Emperor Wu!" Ao Sen roared, holding a blood-colored sword and rushed forward.
"Hmph?" Jiang Tian frowned, sneered, turned around suddenly, and kicked out with one leg, bringing out a fierce wind under the strength of the legs.
Two huge forces met, Jiang Tian floated by, and the entire space around Ao Sen seemed to be twisted, and the twisted space was filled with blue light.
"Peng!"
The area where Ao Sen was located completely exploded, and in an instant the area was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire battle platform.
"It's almost dead." Jiang Tian was full of confidence. Even if he faced this blow, he would probably be seriously injured.
However, things were not what Jiang Tian imagined.
The explosion was only a few hundred meters away from Jiang Tian. A afterimage burst out from the explosion, and a blood-colored battle knife stabbed Jiang Tian's heart.
"Looking for death!" Jiang Tian suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the blood-colored sword firmly. At the same time, he twisted his palm and rotated the sword, and stabbed it back into Ao Sen's body. The sword immediately entered another inch deeper, and made a huge gap nearly half a meter long. Jiang Tian waved his palm and drove Ao Sen to fly.
"Ahem..."
He coughed out two mouthfuls of blood again, and Ao Sen stood in the air, with a terrible knife wound on his body and a terrible palm print. It looked extremely terrifying under the setting sun.
"I'll fight with you!" Without stopping, Ao Sen's whole body turned into a afterimage of light again, attacking the extremely arrogant Jiang Tian.
"Hmph, something that is completely ignorant," Jiang Tian sneered. Faced with Ao Sen's almost desperate attack, Jiang Tian just waved his palm without mercy!
"Peng!"
Ao Sen was hit by a palm and flew back hundreds of meters. Then Ao Sen stood firmly in the air again, looking at Jiang Tian not far away with a crumbling look. At this moment, his wounds were cracking, blood was squirting, and his face was extremely pale.
"If you commit suicide now, maybe you'll die a little better." Jiang Tian sneered without any pity.
"Hmph, even if I die, I will pay the price."
"Is that true? Do you have that strength?" Jiang Tian said, and the air fluctuated.
A afterimage came to Ao Sen in the blink of an eye. Ao Sen only saw the cold and bloodthirsty eyes clearly.
Without hesitation, Jiang Tian waved his palm again and emitted an astonishing light.
"Peng!" Ao Sen couldn't dodge and was directly hit by this palm. After being hit, he fell down to the battlefield. The battlefield was directly hit, and the entire person was hit into the rocks. A huge deep pit appeared. Ao Sen was also pale and could no longer move.
Jiang Tian rushed down without hesitation, grabbed Ao Sen's neck with one hand and lifted him up directly.
Slowly, step by step, Jiang Tian carried Ao Sen to the most destroyed battle platform and turned around.
Ao Sen's neck was pinched, and he had difficulty breathing. His face was flushed and red. His hands were struggling weakly, and he looked extremely pitiful.
"Is this the candidate for the decisive battle in Yanjingzhou? It's so weak!"
Jiang Tian's arrogant voice resounded throughout the competition arena, and everyone cheered fell silent.
"You men in Yanjingzhou are all vases, are they raised by women? I reached the final and won the first place, but even those who are moving their bodies are not moving. I beg you, just come up with a master who can hold on my hands for an hour. Half an hour is OK, a quarter of an hour! Ten minutes! Otherwise, as long as you can force me to shoot, hahahaha!"
In an instant, there were constant sighs and insults in the entire competition, but no one dared to go to the scene. Jiang Tian was bullying Yanjingzhou, but who could beat him in Yanjingzhou?
"Brother, you are the most amazing. Go and beat him to death!" On the VIP stage, the little witch Zhao Xiner couldn't stand it anymore and pulled her elder brother Zhao Yulong and shouted.
"Little sister, at the battle of Emperor Wu, we under the age of 30 in Yanjingzhou, how can we have such strength? How can you let me die?" Zhao Yulong's face looked ugly.
"Hmph, you guys don't dare to come on, I'll beat him to death!" The little witch stomped her feet angrily and stood up.
"Sister, don't mess around!" Zhao Xinyi on the other side immediately stopped the impulsive little witch.
Not only in the VIP seat, almost everyone heard Jiang Tian openly bullying Yanjingzhou, and all the people in Yanjingzhou were indignant. Many people who bought him and even threw away the bet certificates in their hands. But what could this happen? Jiang Tian still bullied them Yanjingzhou, and no one dared to go.
On the battlefield, Jiang Tian looked at a person below with satisfaction with an angry but helpless expression below, and felt very happy. Jiang Tian looked at Ao Sen again, who was strangled by his neck. At this time, Ao Sen was already in anger. His hands were still holding Jiang Tian's wrist weakly, hoping to spread the hand that was strangling his neck.
"I said, you may die better if you commit suicide. Why? Now you want me to let go? Regret not to commit suicide?" Jiang Tian sneered and shouted to the people around him: "You, the number one master of the heroic generation of Yanjingzhou, begging me to let him go. Hey, my heart is very soft. Why don't you let him crawl through my crotch? I can spare his life. But he wants to crawl through my crotch on behalf of you. All the men in Yanjingzhou crawl through my crotch. I wonder if you have any objections?"
After Jiang Tian said this, the angry and cursed even more. At the same time, several passionate men knew they were defeated, but they rushed to the battlefield.
"Pushpeng..."
Jiang Tian kicked all the people who rushed up without mercy and even some of the weak were kicked to death on the spot.
"Tsk tsk, why? Don't agree? Then you can come up with someone who can beat me. If I lose, I am willing to crawl through his crotch. If you lose, you can't afford to lose?"
"Why let me try." At this moment, Ye Feng rushed over from a distance. Before the people arrived, the voice had already spread throughout the martial arts arena.
Emperor Wu Jiang Tian deliberately used his spiritual energy to raise his voice to everyone's hearing, and Ye Feng's voice was no weaker than Jiang Tian's. There was no difference in this momentum. Suddenly, everyone around him applauded Ye Feng, hoping that he could defeat this arrogant outsider.
"Stirsty scoundrels, stinky hooligan, beat him to death!" At this moment, the little witch jumped up in the VIP seat.
"Damn, I'll be watching everyone now. Can you call a cool name, what kind of rogue, hooligan? Am I that kind of person?" Ye Feng felt depressed and looked at the little witch with contempt.
Jiang Tian looked at Ye Feng with a ferocious look on his face.
Ye Feng ignored Jiang Tian's murderous gaze and jumped directly to the battle stage.
"Boy, I'm about to kill you, but you dare to come." Jiang Tian looked over with a cold look.
"Do you have that ability? I think I'm very awesome. In Yanjingzhou, I don't know how many ten-year-old and eight-year-old kids are all Emperor Wu. Just now, a little girl wearing open-crotch pants said she didn't like you, but was afraid that she would accidentally slap you to death, so I asked me to teach you a lesson. The people in Yanjingzhou are very low-key, unlike you, who don't know how to be modest and low-key."
"A nonsense boy, I want you to die than to die." Jiang Tian rushed towards Ye Feng, and at the same time his palm was grabbing, and a faint green light flashed, directly grabbing Ye Feng's heart. It was his previous move to kill Liao Zhan.