Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 558

The snake in the woman's sleeve was not simple. Its pupils were shining with colorful spots, and the rudiments of horns grew on its head. It was actually a walking dragon.

She had a charming figure, but her delicate face was covered with frost.

Because Jiang Chen had asked her for the price with a loud speaker before, and asked if he could get a 20% discount for a monthly subscription, and if he could get a free month after six months, which was extremely insulting.

In addition, two more people spoke in a playful tone, with ridicule and provocation, and obviously had bad intentions.

The auras of several high-ranking kings were all locked on.

However, there was a very strange phenomenon in the field, including Youba, the young man of the Refining Ghost Sect, Zhang Jiu, the first disciple of the Fu Sect, including the Dark Alliance Youwang, and the Eight-Step King who came on Xu Fu's ship.

These strong men who had old grudges with Jiang Chen did not say anything, but watched from the sidelines.

Xuanyi, who had suffered a great loss at the hands of Jiang Chen, did not say anything, but a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he talked to Diyi beside him.

Facing the hostility of several high-ranking kings, Jiang Chen stood at the end of the blood river, his face as gloomy as water.

He took a deep breath while adjusting his emotions, trying not to let others see his fear.

Then he spoke calmly: "Haha, since I dare to come in, I have my own support. If you really think Jiang is a soft persimmon, I am afraid you would have taken action long ago. Now you are talking to me, are you trying to lead others to take action first?"

"A bunch of old foxes, each one is more afraid of death than the other!"

His mouth was still vicious, and the blood pressure of a group of people who had just dropped rose again.

In addition, a group of people had already seen his "forced calmness", and the murderous intent in the eyes of several strong men was obviously more sincere.

"You little kid, think you can scare us like this? Little did you know that you ruined your own life!"

A voice sounded, it was the fleshy man at the beginning, the voice was still echoing in the same place, and he suddenly appeared 500 meters in front of Jiang Chen, slashing with a knife, and the cold light filled the sky.

This is a sword master, with a sword intent that can break everything!

Jiang Chen's breathing also tightened a bit, holding the Yin Shen Hammer in his hand, with a serious face.

He shouted: "Come here, son!"

——Boom!

A terrifying figure appeared in the field, with pieces of scales shining coldly, like a rare treasure, and dark eyes ancient and deep, looking at it, as if to pull away the soul of a person.

Suddenly curled up.

With a loud bang, everyone was stunned. What made everyone stunned was that the fat man's sword fell, and there was not even a white mark left.

Many people who knew him were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

You must know that this is one of the top sword masters in the era of Dao decline, and the last closed disciple of Tiandaomen. At his peak, a sword fell, and ordinary nine-step kings could only flee.

Although he has only recovered to the eighth step now, this sword, the eight-step kings in the world will definitely run as far as they can.

"Who dares to hurt my father?"

Tie Zhu looked around arrogantly, spitting saliva at the middle-aged man and mocking him directly.

"Oh, who did I think it was? Isn't this Zhao Congren, the grandson of Tian Dao Sect? How come you don't have the strength to cut people without dinner?"

The fat man was also stunned at this moment. He looked over after hearing the words, and his face slowly sank after carefully distinguishing.

"Under the Changhe River, that old dragon?"

Tian Dao Sect was not far from the Changhe River in the past. This was one of the few people who knew Tie Zhu among the reincarnations.

"It was your grandfather! Come on, call me grandpa. You are such an unfilial grandson. How can you attack your grandfather? You are killing your ancestors and rebelling against your superiors!"

Tie Zhu was arrogant and domineering.

"Old Jiao, today we are going to avenge the past grievances of blocking the expansion of our Tiandao Sect. Haha, the seventh step, it seems that you are not doing well, and you still think you are the peak of the ninth step?"

The muscular man called Zhao Congren had a fierce look on his face, as if he had an old grudge with Tiezhu. He wiped it with one hand, and a layer of scarlet began to spread on the bright blade.

Unimaginable terrifying murderous aura shook out.

He was actually going to attack with all his strength.

Tiezhu was very disdainful, staring at him with his eyes slanted, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

Its current seventh step was still hung on Jiang Chen's wrist all the way, constantly absorbing the fragments of the spirit to recover, and there was still a part that had not been absorbed. If it was completed, it could return to the eighth step.

This grandson couldn't even break the defense of the seventh step.

In Tiezhu's eyes, he was no longer a dish.

"Dad, leave this grandson to me!"

Seeing that the other party was about to draw his sword again, Tiezhu took the initiative to meet him.

At this time, the charming woman in black dress who was originally planning to attack changed her expression, because she was afraid of the walking dragon in her hand.

"It's just an ordinary black-scaled walking dragon, is there anything special about it?"

The woman muttered to herself, took a small step back, and didn't rush to attack.hand.

The other high-ranking kings who had shouted the loudest before also laughed strangely when they saw the fight on the field, folded their hands and watched the show.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Congren, the last disciple of Tiandao Sect, could only curse inwardly while drawing his sword.

Just when Jiang Chen seemed to be safe, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, all the hairs on his body stood up, and a shocking sense of death came from behind him, and the stone pillar on his waist shook wildly.

However, with the sound of metal colliding, the feeling of approaching death disappeared.

"Uncle Jiang, I blocked the ground one, and I can't take care of the rest. You wish yourself good luck!"

Erlang's voice sounded in his ears.

Jiang Chen was stunned and looked in the direction of the Hidden Killing Gate. He found that the short and fat middle-aged man and Xuanyi were still standing there, talking and laughing, and there was no clue from their breath.

But he believed that Erlang would not talk nonsense.

This means that the other party used special means that even the king realm could not see through.

"They can assassinate others face to face. The ability of the Hidden Killing Sect is really vicious!"

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then he was a little surprised at the strength of Erlang. He could actually see through this method and actually block Di Yi.

It seems that this self-proclaimed world's number one killer is indeed not simple.

Two high-ranking kings made a move, but Jiang Chen remained motionless, standing with his hands behind his back, and there was no trace of extra fluctuation in his calm eyes.

His calm and self-satisfied attitude made many people suspicious again.

"He really has someone to rely on."

"A wandering dragon, a master hiding in the dark, and others?"

"What should we do? Should we take action!"

"Is it really necessary to let the strong men of this generation in Jiuzhou have a share this time?"

Many high-ranking kings retreated a little.

However, at this time, a voice that no one expected sounded.

"Interesting. If I kill you, the King of Samsara will be very sad!"

Everyone's eyes widened, because it was a powerful person with a blurred face who spoke. Killing a three-step king, the strongest person actually entered the scene!