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At that time, Jiang's strength will have to be exposed.

In addition, there will be sun Chu, who is comparable to the seventh level of the eighth level, who needs to be dealt with.

So if Jiang Ziya can't show his strength, they are really in a tight corner.

Fortunately, he has injured the little sect leader on the opposite side, otherwise the consequences will be more difficult.

So at the moment, the woman in white fled directly, and he had no energy to pursue.

Instead, he turned his eyes to sun Chu and said with a smile, "Mr. Sun's last injury can be cured. Do you want to continue with me today?"

Hearing this, sun Chu's face was slightly gloomy, but he still responded with a smile:

"I admit I can't beat you, and I don't feel necessary to make a fool of myself in front of the two masters today."

"If you really have the ability to compete with the two masters around me to see what the real strong one is?"

"Oh?" On hearing this, pisley looked disdainful. "Two bad old men deserve to be masters?"

"When I was fighting against the top of the continent, they didn't know where the crinkle was growing

Pisley sneered at the fact that it was impossible to refute.

The two Taisong school elders, who were praised by sun Chu, also changed their faces in an instant.

However, the bald old man looked calm and said with a smile:

"you did fight against the top strong people in mainland China, but now you are a little hard pressed to deal with a strong man of the eighth grade, let alone the so-called courage of the year?"

Hearing this, PI physiologically shook his head and said:

"although I do have the strength of the eighth level, I don't think you can surpass me in terms of vision and combat means."

"Well, don't talk so much nonsense. Will you two come together or one by one?"

Hearing this arrogant and incomparable words, another old man with disordered hair could not bear it. He directly angrily said, "let me teach this bluster a lesson."

With these words, the old man took off directly, with thick black smoke all over his body.

Pisley looked at each other's posture with a slight awe in his heart.

Although his mouth is good, but in fact, he will be ready for battle.

From the momentum and strength of the other side, he has been able to determine that this person has reached the Ninth level.

But judging from the other side's performance in such a hurry, it may not be too long to reach the Ninth level.

In any case, pisley had to deal with the real ninth level strong.

Now the bloody sword has fallen from the sky. Under pisley's control, the sword immediately targeted the old redhead.

"Hum, how dare you pretend to be a sword in front of me? Don't you think you've reached level nine, too? "

The red haired old man sneered and waved his big sleeve. The black smoke on his body quickly turned into a tornado and swallowed up the blood red sword.

At this time, the blood red sword was transformed into a human form again. With a wave of a big hand, the blood red light also flew out like a tornado and collided with the other party's black smoke tornado.

What surprised the old man was that his black smoke tornado collided with each other's tornado. For a while, he fell into a burning state, which was not as destructive as he imagined.