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This Bai Jie is also a person with a quick mind. At this moment, he saw Jiang Ping showing his face openly in front of his fellow martial artists all over the world.
Then the rumors about the death of Jiang's inspector from serious injuries are naturally self-defeating, and their increasingly declining Jiang Party will definitely regroup and make new glories.
In fact, most of the younger brothers who were able to sworn brothers with Jiang Ping were from low-born backgrounds, unlike the great masters of the Seven Sects of the Zhao Kingdom, who had sects to rely on behind them.
On the contrary, the sects behind them are counting on their protection.
Coinciding with the turbulent situation in the arena, in order to have more chances of survival, and also to consider the inheritance of the sect behind him, the so-called sworn brotherhood is just to keep warm with Jiang Ping as the core.
Otherwise, given their age, why would they have the shame to worship a junior as their eldest brother.
Facts have also proved that their grouping still has some effect.
Those who belong to the Jiang Party have their own kindred spirit.
Even if they were unlucky and died fighting for the Righteous Path Alliance, but with the care of the members of the Jiang Party, the sects behind them can be regarded as passable, and they will not be completely reduced to cannon fodder.
No one is sure that they will survive to the end, so if everyone learns from it, this rule will not be broken.
Even if Jiang Ping never appeared again, they would gradually form a new interest group.
But Jiang Ping appeared, and still appeared with such power, so there is no need to doubt that Jiang Ping must still be their big brother and backbone.
Bai Jie felt that he had once fought side by side with Jiang Ping, and was one of the first batch of old people to worship him. To make Jiang Ping famous now is to make his Jiang Party famous, and his status as an old man will naturally rise in the future.
Just go out and say something: Supervisor Jiang has to call me Sixth Brother.
No great master should look at him high.
Moreover, Jiang Ping has already entered the temple, so he may not be able to intervene too much in the affairs of the Jianghu. At that time, it will not be that these old people are the actual controllers of the Jiang Party.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Bai Jie couldn't help but say again:
"Today, Sword Lord Jiang Ping is fighting demons with his sword, and the history of martial arts will definitely be passed down. I, Luohuashan Peach Blossom Lord Baijie, will be the first to wave the flag and shout for it!"
It was also because he had a rough understanding of Jiang Ping's life in order to please Jiang Ping. He knew that when Jiang Ping first became famous in the world, he used the name of Sword Lord to kill the Demon Sect Miedu Mozun.
It is just right to use it here at this moment.
"The Sword Lord is mighty!"
"The Sword Lord is mighty!"
Hearing the sound, Bai Jie saw that it was his fourth brother Zou Dajun, who was also a good brother whom the evil prison sect worshiped that day.
As soon as he looked at him, he nodded slightly over there, so everything was silent.
They're all scheming old boys.
After the two great masters spoke out, the rest of the Jiang Party members also took the opportunity to speak out after realizing it.
As a member of the Jiang Party, in a sense, there is no one behind him.
In addition, the Zhao Guozhengdao Alliance intends to eliminate Jiang Ping's influence in the alliance, so this time, Jiang Ping's great masters came to [-]%, accounting for almost half of the Zhao Guo's great masters.
As for the remaining [-]% of the Jiang Party, they have all died in battles over the years.
There are mistakes and wrong moves. At this moment, the remaining dozen or so great masters of the Jiang Party speak out together, which can be regarded as a powerful force.
Then Grandmaster Zhao Guo heard the voices of his own great masters in front of him. If they didn't shout, they would definitely be put on shoes when they went back.
So they also hastened to speak out.
Warriors from the other two countries saw that Zhao Guo was cheering, if they didn't shout, wouldn't it hurt the morale of the friendly army.
So under the blind obedience, the mighty cheering sound resounded throughout the sky.
"The Sword Lord is mighty!"
"The Sword Lord is mighty!"
"The Sword Lord is mighty!"
Jiang Ping, who was trying to pretend to be aggressive, was actually sweating behind his back when he heard the cheers and cheers from the righteous camp behind him, and his head was also stunned.
what the hell?
He didn't pay for the advertisement this time.
After all, he hadn't planned to appear before, if Murong Xianxian hadn't appeared suddenly, he would still be watching the show on the mountain right now.
But one thing to say, after being shouted like this from behind, he suddenly felt that his heart did not panic, his legs did not shake, and he was full of energy.
How about pretending to be a necessities of life?
Can't pretend, life is gray and meaningless,
Isn't it just a few, um, more than 100 magic masters.
What to be afraid of!
In the worst case, he will withdraw if he can't fight, and he won't carry it to death.
He came to save people, but he did his best and had no regrets in his heart.
I really can't save it, and I won't take my own life in it.
It's not that he's bragging, he really wants to run, one of them counts as one, and all of them can't catch up with him.
Thinking about it this way, Jiang Ping was sure, and even more confident.
So his expression became even calmer, and with the shouts behind him, he felt an invisible pressure spontaneously on the side of the Demon Sect.
This person is so calm, does he really not take them seriously?
What strength does he have?
"Hehe, Hero Jiang is so majestic!"
The eyes of a great master of the magic sect with sharp eyes flashed, and with a movement of his figure, the person had already stepped forward and attacked.
"Then let the deity come and learn about your master's tricks!"
Before the words fell, a ghostly figure had already attacked Jiang Ping.
Dots of sharp dark red light flashed, as if tearing apart the space, one blow was enough to tear people apart.
It is the well-known unique trick among the demons, the Sky-Tearing Devil's Claw!
It is said that this move has been mastered and has the power to tear apart space. Ordinary people who receive this move will not see any injuries on the surface, but in fact, their bodies have already been cut by thousands of blades, like a rotten watermelon, it will shatter and explode when touched.
And this great master of the demon sect was also a well-known master in the Jianghu back then, known as Demon Lord Naihe, he was older than Demon Lord Jiuyou, and he was also a great master.
This time in the battle of Tianzhu Mountain, in addition to the great masters of the outer sect, the demon masters of all generations in the demon sect had to become old warriors.
Most of them are in a semi-retired state, and they didn't want to get involved in these grievances.
But just like Zhengdao, they also have disciples, relatives and friends, and with all kinds of hatred intertwined, who can escape?
Not to mention that there are two supreme supreme authorities, even if some people don't want to join the war, they have to bite the bullet and come here.
Facing Naihe Mozun's move.
Jiang Ping actually didn't react.
Because of his poor combat awareness, everyone knows it. Fortunately, as long as he transforms fast enough, others will not be able to react.
I saw his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his demeanor became cold and severe in an instant.
Jiang Wuqing, the tool man whom I haven't seen for a long time, reappears.
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Jiang Ping knew that this battle must be fought beautifully.
Otherwise, based on his arrogance just now, even if the remaining masters of the Demon Sect wouldn't rush forward, they would fight with him and exhaust him to death.
Who made him talk too much.
But sometimes emotions come, which is inevitable.
So this battle must end quickly and perfectly.
In the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, he had to defeat this Demon Lord Naihe with a single strike.
Of course, if he can be killed, the show will be even better.
It is necessary to deter others and make them fearful.
Most people in the Demon Sect are selfish in heart, and they will never use their own lives to consume their physical strength in exchange for the victory of others.
Therefore, Jiang Ping gave Jiang Wuqing only one order, and that was to do his best.
then
Jiang Wuqing executed this order perfectly.
boom!
The ground shook first.
Everyone saw the pebbles on the ground jumping up one by one, and their bodies shook unconsciously, as if the whole Tianzhu Mountain was shaking accordingly.
Insert a sentence, !
Of course, this is just an illusion.
If Tianzhu Mountain could really be shaken, few people here would be able to escape.
And the epicenter of the earthquake was Jiang Ping, who had just been harmless to humans and animals, and was thin in stature.
I saw Jiang Ping, who was unparalleled in handsomeness, turned into a huge humanoid monster full of muscles in the blink of an eye.
Not to mention that he is nearly three meters tall, but any muscle bump on his body is the size of an ordinary person's head, and it looks like he is wearing a suit of armor.
what monster is this? !
Questions just popped up in everyone's minds, and before they had time to give their own answers, they saw the monster transformed by Jiang Ping inflate again.
A lotus flower with nine petals lit up between the monster's eyebrows. As the petals lit up one by one, his huge figure grew again.
Three meters!
Four meters!
On the basis of four meters, it took a while to stop.
Everyone standing in front of him was as short as a child. Just looking at this figure, some people's teeth were unconsciously sore.
This slap, without the strength of a grand master, who can resist it?
Talent star!
Nine Star Realm!
This innate skill derived from natal skills can nearly double a person's upper limit of strength, and it can be called a magical skill that explodes in front of battle.
At this moment, the blood-drinking sword was like a short stick in Jiang Ping's hands, and he could only hold the hilt with his fingers.
So he simply abandoned the sword.
"Roar!"
Jiang Wuqing let out an angry roar, and raised his hands to the sky, the sound wave spread out, and a gust of wind was directly rolled up, blowing the animation sky, soil and sand.
The dark red light that seemed to be able to tear apart space hit him just now, but there were only bursts of metal and iron clashing sounds.
Then a golden light flashed on his skin, and the white marks left behind disappeared.
However, the Demon Lord's figure flashed out of the void, his hands were trembling, and the ten fingers that could have cut gold and jade were now bleeding out.
He stared at Jiang Ping's huge figure, only gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence:
"Who the hell is the devil?!"
"Jiang Ping, it's you this time"
He was about to say a few nice words to end the fight.
At his age, no face is the most important thing. Maybe he can break through the defense with all his strength, but that doesn't make any sense.
He just wanted to teach the arrogant Jiang Ping a lesson, but he didn't want to fight him to the death.
Now that Jiang Ping has proved his strength, he will no longer bite the bullet and fight with him.
But he wanted to forget it, Jiang Wuqing didn't want to forget it.
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