Chapter 29 Too cruel!

Jiang Yu turned around and looked.

The crowd separated, and dozens of monks dressed in the costumes of the Qingjiao clan and with dragon horns on their heads walked slowly.

The few people in the lead looked aloof and arrogant, and their aura was domineering. They must be in high positions in the Qingjiao clan.

One of the old men with a dragon head and a cane was even more astonishing. When his eyes opened and closed, the sun and the moon seemed to flicker, which was extremely terrifying.

"The leader of the team seems to be the sixth elder of the Qingjiao clan!"

Among the spectators, a monk recognized the old man, his pupils trembling like an earthquake.

"An elder-level figure appeared..."

The rest of the monks were also taken aback for a moment, feeling their mouths were dry, and they retreated consciously, not wanting to be involved.

"Let go of them and return the treasure in your hand!"

The Sixth Elder said calmly, with an unquestionable tone in his tone.

This is the real big man, even among the Qing Jiao clan, he is an existence who can cover the sky with one hand.

This time, the Sixth Elder entered the False God Realm as Xiaoqing Jiao King's guardian.

"Are you going to pay it back? They backed down and owed me a hundred dragon tendons!"

Jiang Yu stepped on the two of them with his hands on his hips, showing no fear.

In this initial place, let alone the sixth elder of the Qingjiao clan, even if the patriarch came, he could only show his strength in the blood-moving realm.

In the same realm, Jiang Yu is confident and invincible, so come and beat me up!
"Reckless! Take him down!"

Elder Six cast a sideways glance behind him, and ordered in a cold voice.

The three elders of the Qingjiao clan walked in a queue and were about to surround Jiang Yu.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense, took out the treasure he had just seized, and slashed out with a sword.

This treasure originally came from the relics of the ancient times, and it is a supreme treasure. Combined with his invincible physical body and holy fighting methods, the power it exerts is a hundred times stronger than that in the hands of the veterans of the Qingjiao clan!
brush!
The bright sword light came in an instant, and the three clan elders were among them, and they were blown away by the shock.

"Boom!"

Jiang Yu stomped his feet on the ground vigorously, and his small figure shot out like a cannonball, and fell in front of the three elders in an instant:
"The whole family should be neat and tidy."

He waved the treasure in his hand again, immediately chopped off the three of them by the waist, and kicked them into the pit.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of all the monks watching the battle were straightened, and their scalps were numb.

Those three people are the elders of the Qingjiao clan, and they were all princes in the Three Thousand Desolate Ancient Immortal Realm, but in Jiang Yu's hands, how could it be as simple as chopping melons and vegetables?
The three clan elders who had been cut off in the middle were extremely angry, and wanted to connect their lower bodies and fight back again.

But Jiang Yu fell on the two of them as if a jack fell from the top. In an instant, the earth and rocks broke apart, and the ground cracked. The tyrannical power was like an ancient beast.

The three clan elders were severely injured again, coughing up blood, half of the bones of their bodies were broken, and they fell limply on the ground, unable to move.

"Too brutal!"

The onlookers' hearts trembled with fear.

If this foot stepped on them, I'm afraid they would die directly.

"This little doll is too strong. We were all worried about our feelings in vain before. There may be traces of the big black dog saying that he is the future emperor!"

"We all misjudged, this little baby may also be a peerless genius."

"Ye Fan? I've never heard of this name in the Three Thousand Desolation Ancient Immortal Realm. I don't know where it came from?"

Seeing that three clan elders were lost in an instant, the face of the sixth elder became ugly.

His Qingjiao clan, a powerful clan that can be compared with the ancient family, the immortal dynasty, and the transcendent holy land, is now trampled under the feet of a young boy who came out of no one knows which primitive mountain forest.

If this is spread, how will other big clans treat them?
"Boy, let them go!" the Sixth Elder ordered coldly.

"Don't let it go!"

Jiang Yu flatly refused.

Even in front of the Sixth Elder, he stacked the five people under his feet and sat on them.

On the opposite side, the face of the cultivator of the Qingjiao clan turned black instantly.

humiliation!

This is blatant humiliation!

And the few people sitting under Jiang Yu's buttocks wanted to vomit blood even more.

Their status is extremely high, they are the elders of the Qingjiao clan, and one is the third son of Qingjiao King.

When going on tour on weekdays, even an ancient country with a population of tens of millions would kneel down to worship and sacrifice, but now it is used as a cushion by a brat.

"Do you want to bear the anger of my Qingjiao clan?" The sixth elder looked at Jiang Yu coldly.

"Don't say these things are useless." Jiang Yu said in a calm tone, "They took my precious bones, turned back on my promises, and finally killed me. I didn't take their lives on the spot. I am already the most benevolent person in the world."

"If you want to exchange them back, first take out a hundred candle dragon tendons, and then negotiate terms!"

When the young man at the bottom heard this, he became anxious and coughed up a big mouthful of blood again.

At first, he just wanted to see Jiang Yu make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot.

The onlookers were also speechless.

In front of the sixth elder of the Qingjiao clan, Jiang Yu actually wanted other conditions besides the one hundred candle dragon tendons?
"you wanna die!"

The Sixth Elder raised the dragon-headed crutch in his hand, his eyes were cold, and countless mysterious Dao talismans appeared around him.

The terrifying aura was released, making the whole world tremble, as if a remnant of the ancient times appeared in the world!
And the children of the family behind him have long been impatient. When did his Qingjiao family suffer such humiliation and wanted to take Jiang Yu down.

"Kill him! Take back Xiaoqing Jiaowang's treasure!"

The Sixth Elder gave a cold snort.

The crutch with the head of the dragon swelled in the wind, and turned into a substantial dragon, pressing towards Jiang Yu.

"My dragon tendons!"

Jiang Yu jumped down from the "human flesh cushion", holding the supreme treasure in his right hand, and running the holy method of fighting with his left hand, evolving into a chaotic mill, and rushed into the encirclement by himself.

In front of him, it seems that it is not the enemy who is about to kill him, but the tendons of candle dragons that can walk!
boom!
The next moment, Jiang Yu rushed into the crowd, waving the treasures and the Chaos God Mill vigorously.

It doesn't matter who is the elder of the Qingjiao clan in front of him, or the disciple of Tianjiao.

As long as it is at the blood-moving level, no one can stop his power.

Noble Phantasms are broken when touched, and the God of Chaos is destroyed when touched.

The defense of the Qingjiao clan is as fragile as paper.

Jiang Yu went on a killing spree, sweeping in all directions, with broken arms and limbs flying everywhere he passed, dripping with blood.

Not long after, all the monks of the Qingjiao clan who came to besiege lay on the ground, and none of them was intact, either with a broken arm or a broken leg.

One by one, Jiang Yu lifted these immobile monks to the pit and stacked them together.

The kang that was smashed out by the elders of the Qingjiao clan looked like a messy graveyard, with blood flowing and broken limbs everywhere, it looked very scary.

"Although it is said that the False God Realm will not really die, and it is enough to cultivate in the outside world for a few months, but this... is too cruel!"

The cultivators watching the battle couldn't help but want to vomit when they saw the bloody scene.

And Jiang Yu is like a little devil, a dragon transformed into a dragon with the six elders' crutches on his feet, a supreme treasure in one hand, and a chaotic mill in the other, showing his white teeth:
"The whole family is going to be neat and tidy, so come here too!"

(End of this chapter)

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