Great Sage of the Heavens

Haoran Immortal Sect, Jiang Que is outside the court.

Zhao Tianren came here with the old butler, and looked at the dojo shrouded in formation, with a trace of anger in his heart.

"The kid surnamed Jiang is lucky, enjoying the top treatment of the Haoran Immortal Sect. I am afraid that only the elders of the Nascent Soul Stage can enjoy this dojo, but it is still not enough in front of this young master!"

Zhao Tianren said coldly, he has now regained his confidence, he is a genius disciple of the Holy Land of Cultivation, and he is not afraid of anything.

You Jiang Que is strong, but he is not weak.

With murderous intent in his heart, Zhao Tianren's face was cold and stern, like a violent storm blowing.

"Butler, go and talk." Zhao Tianren said.

Old butler: "..."

He gave Zhao Tianren a stunned look, but then nodded, and shouted at Jiang Que's dojo: "Jiang Que, my second son came to visit, why don't you come out soon?"

But there was no response for a long time after the voice fell.

As if there was no one at all.

In fact, Jiang Que in the dojo was refining the evil sword, and after absorbing the flesh and blood essence of the three Nascent Soul ancestors, he had already taken a step further, and he needed to refining it.

He naturally heard the words of Zhao Tianren and the old housekeeper outside, but he didn't take it seriously.

It's just a small young and old from the Zhao family, it's useless to let you break your throat, let alone other things.

Glancing faintly outside, he muttered to himself: "Since you are willing to bark, then bark. Anyway, it has nothing to do with this seat."

He continued to sacrifice his evil sword.

Zhao Tianren: "..."

He was a little embarrassed now. After all, it was his idea to call someone out. Now that Jiang Que couldn't come out, he was like a big fist hitting cotton, without power.

There is nowhere to be effective.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Many years have not passed.

"Second son, what should I do now?" the old butler asked.

Jiang Que didn't show up, they just stood there yelling like fools, but there was no effect at all.

Empty and powerful and can't find a fight.

Zhao Tianren felt this way at this moment, and he was very angry.

He is here to ask for an explanation tonight.

But now I don't show up, there is no way to speak, there is no way at all, unless you break Jiang Que's dojo formation, maybe you can see him.

"If that's the case, the skin will be completely torn." The old steward said in his heart: "But the surname Jiang and my Zhao family have long since forged an unending feud, where is the skin?"

It seems to be fine.

But he does not lack that ability.

Soon the second son, Zhao Tianren, whose eyes were on the sidelines, said: "Second son, if this surname Jiang doesn't come out, we are afraid it will be difficult to gain something..."

Zhao Tianren was naturally angry, and said with a gloomy face: "It's okay, depending on what tricks he plays, we are not bullied. This son is also a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, so he is not afraid of him."

The infuriating energy in his hand condenses and entangles, but he is about to make a move.

He Zhao Tianren is also extraordinary.

Although this formation is strong, it is not impossible to break through. It is nothing more than a longer time and a bit more expensive, but these are different for his genius of the holy land of cultivation.

This is different.

He can withstand this consumption.

Immediately he opened his mouth and said: "Steward, you can deduce it aside and see how this young man can use his methods to break through the dojo formation surnamed Jiang and break his tortoise shell!"

As long as there is no dojo shelter, he Jiang Que is just a fish that can be slaughtered.

It doesn't hurt.

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianren didn’t know when a spear appeared in his hands, white light flickered, and he glanced coldly at the dojo, “My son Jiang, I gave you a chance, but you just refused to accept it. No wonder this seat."

The killing intent in the cold eyes was absolutely.

"broken!"

With a low voice, the zhenqi in the body poured into the endless qi on the spear, "My silver spear is a third-order magic weapon, and it is also one of the best treasures in the sacred land of immortality. Who can stop it?"

The mere array is not enough.

Immediately, Zhao Tianren was confident and extremely disdainful.

In his opinion, Jiang Que is nothing.

Bang!

The silver spear exudes incredible white light, like a silver treasure, possessing infinite power.

He smashed down the guards of Jiangque's dojo fiercely.

boom!

Suddenly, a transparent shield appeared out of nowhere in the sky above the dojo, and the power from the spear hit it, instantly rippling with strange brilliance.

The shield rippled open like water ripples.

Zhao Tianren used only 30% of his power to test this blow, "Is it so strong? It seems that you need to use 100% of the power."

Never indulge Jiang's lack of success.

The enmity and hatred of the Zhao family must also be reported, in order to completely dispel the hatred.

"Drive me!"

He drank loudly again, the light from all over his body continued to flow, his aura was magnificent and domineering to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, a terrifying force emerged from it.

Rumble!

The endless force crushed over, making people's hearts feel for a while.

Jiang Que, who was in the shelter of the formation, raised his brows and secretly said: "What a good Zhao Er, he is actually tough. This is a hundred times stronger than his brother, but even if you break the formation, you may not be able to get it. How about someone Jiang."

Break if you want.

"When you break the formation and see the powerful seat again, you don't know if you will be dumbfounded?" Jiang Que sneered to himself, "Is this really a vegetarian?"

These days he can pay attention to the Zhao family's activities~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhao Tianren set a banquet and wanted to entertain him. He also knew, but there was no war post in his hand, and he didn't want to go.

So he stayed in the dojo to sacrifice the treasures.

Under the second blow, the formation was still rolling, but it was not broken.

This formation was originally arranged by existence beyond the Nascent Soul Realm. Although it was all in batches, its effects were not easily breakable by ordinary Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.

Zhao Tianren is not angry.

This situation seemed to have been expected by him long ago, and he muttered to himself: "If one strike fails, then another strike. If it fails, keep repeating it. This son doesn't believe that you can't break the formation of your dojo, hum! "

Who is he Zhao Tianren?

It is the generation of Tianjiao who is waiting for one in the world, even if it is compared across the entire Middle Earth, it is also a Tianjiao of peerless style, no one can compare.

"Broken!"

Today, it is impossible to find the surname Jiang to ask for an explanation. The people of the Zhao family cannot die in vain, nor can their humiliation be wasted.

An angry flame burned slowly in his eyes, like a raging fire, and the silver spear in Zhao Tianren's hand was even more powerful.

Boom!

Suddenly the force of terror rolled away, and a violent force swept out.

This time the law of formation swayed three times, almost unstable, "It seems that it is about to be done, this son does not believe that it can not break your defense."

If it doesn't work once, it's twice, and if it doesn't work twice, it's a day!

After all, it can break the big formation.

When the time comes, the grievances between the Zhao family and Jiang Que will be simple.

The infuriating energy gushes out like spring water, tumbling over and over, and the rolling force rolls up like a sea of ​​clouds.

Zhao Tianren gathered power and attacked the guardian formation tirelessly!

just……