The dandy bodyguard of the beautiful president

"Thunderbolt Thunder Slash!"

The man was flying in mid-air, displaying his martial arts.

He grasped it with both hands, and the powerful divine aura merged with the surrounding aura, turning into a three-meter-long thunderbolt, which struck towards Yang Tian's head.

The thunder and lightning kept jumping with lightning.

"Very powerful martial arts!"

Yang Tian nodded.

To be honest, when such a bolt of lightning strikes down, let alone a person, even a mountain can be split in half.

Yang Tian turned sideways to avoid it.

Thunder and lightning passed by, and his clothes were scratched.

Seeing that he couldn't get hit by a single blow, the man used his divine breath and pressed again, and the Thunder Knife exploded with a bang, shooting out streaks of thunder.

These thunders hit Yang Tian.

Even though Yang Tian practiced Nuwa's magical skills, the clothes on his upper body were all torn.

It's just that this blow is not enough to injure Yang Tian.

Yang Tian ran Nuwa's magical power for a circle, and he had already refined the powerful divine breath that surged up.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, although this man was a member of Tianlonghui, but Yang Tian killed him, no one knew what happened.

"Since you are here to seek death, I will fulfill you!"

Yang Tian set up his horse stance and struck out with one palm.

The surrounding air boiled.

Such a palm is all Nuwa's divine skill.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" The man was obviously taken aback, and he also felt a sacred and powerful aura.

He suddenly felt that Yang Tian was so arrogant, it was not without strength!

He was about to dodge, but found that his body could not move.

"what's going on?"

The man subconsciously called out.

But in the next second, his soul was thrown out of his body, floating in mid-air, watching all this in surprise.

The soul is the most important thing for a warrior.

Warriors cultivate one more survival skill than ordinary people. Even if their life is killed, as long as their soul is still there, they can be resurrected.

Therefore, warriors also use their lives to protect their souls.

But with Yang Tian's slap, the man's soul flew out of his body uncontrollably.

This terrified him.

"Nuwa's martial arts, yin and yang palm techniques!"

Yang Tian shouted, and slapped the man's body and soul in mid-air respectively.

With these two palm strikes, the surrounding air stopped.

One of the palms was glowing with blue ice crystals, while the other palm was burning like a flame. In the end, these two palms hit the man's body and soul heavily, branding him fiercely like a brand.

After finishing all this, Yang Tian withdrew his palm.

Nuwa's magical power flying all over the sky faded away in an instant, only the soul of the man screamed in midair: "Who the hell are you? What kind of magical power is this?"

"If you die, you will know it when you go to hell."

Yang Tian said lightly, and then flew towards the Rose Gang.

"I am dead?"

The man's eyes were full of anger and a trace of panic.

His soul was thrown out automatically, which was beyond his comprehension.

Unless the soul is out of the body by itself, otherwise, once it retires, it is a symbol of death.

The man roared, and suddenly flew towards his body.

Just a powerful force surged up, and the man's soul was thrown out again. He kept flying towards the body, but found that whenever his soul wanted to return to the body, a powerful force would appear to stop him.

"I will not die here!"

The man let out a roar, burst out his potential, exhausted all his strength, and the soul and body were combined together.

"I can move!"

The man stretched his body, and then flew towards the Rose Gang: "Yang Tian, ​​I'm not dead yet, if you dare to tease me, I will kill you!"

But right now.

Bang!

A loud bang.

The two yin and yang palms that hit the soul and the body respectively boiled at this moment and merged together.

The yin and yang restrain each other, once fused, it will be a devastating blow.

"what……"

The man cried out in horror, but it was too late, his soul and body were destroyed, and only at this moment did he believe what Yang Tian said: "Yang Tian didn't lie to me... I really died It's..."

Yang Tian came to the Rose Gang, and before he landed on the ground, he smelled a strong smell of blood, which made his face darken: "If you dare to destroy my Rose Gang, I will let you die without a place to die!"

Then Yang Tian landed in the yard in front of the building.

There were bursts of fighting sounds coming from inside, and gang members kept rushing towards the building.

"Everyone get out!"

Yang Tian exercised his consciousness and let out a drink.

Everyone inside, hearing Yang Tian's shout, retreated one after another.

"Second boss, you're back? Someone wants to kill Uncle Li!"

When everyone saw Yang Tian, ​​they said anxiously.

"Come out!"

Yang Tian said coldly.

Soon, a man jumped out of the building and landed in front of Yang Tian, ​​his eyes full of doubts: "Where is my junior brother? Didn't he kill you? Something is wrong, why do I feel his breath on you?" ?”

Suddenly, a stern light burst out from his eyes, and he rushed towards Yang Tian, ​​stretched out his palm, and there were already five more ghost claws, scraping towards Yang Tian fiercely.

When Yang Tian grabbed his hand, he already had a spirit sword condensed from divine breath.

He slashed forward with a sword, directly cutting off the man's ghost claw.

"Your junior brother is dead, get out now, I can spare your dog's life!"

Yang Tian said coldly.

The man landed on the ground, using his powerful spiritual sense to detect Yang Tian's body, and soon he shook his head: "Impossible, you are only at the peak of the refining breath realm, and my junior is an existence in the middle stage of the Guyuan realm. How could it be possible to kill him?"

"you do not believe?"

Yang Tian took a step forward, and the divine aura surged out from his body.

Sensing the fluctuation of Yang Tian's divine breath, a trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes: "No, you are not just at the peak of Refining Breath Realm, you are an existence in the middle stage of Gu Yuan Realm, no wonder you can kill my junior brother!"

"Middle-stage Guyuan Realm?"

Yang Tian snorted.

The reason why the man thinks that Yang Tian is in the middle stage of Guyuan Realm is because Yang Tian killed the man's junior with Nuwa's magical power, and absorbed the corresponding aura from the man's junior.

But in fact, Yang Tian didn't know whether his cultivation was in the Breath Refining Realm or the Yuan Gu Realm.

Nuwa's magical skill is like the most sacred skill of Shenluo, and she can improve by leaps and bounds by practicing it.

Even he himself was unable to detect his own cultivation, what realm he had reached.

"It's just that you can kill my junior brother, but you can't fight me!" The man said with a cold face: "I am the head of the seven disciples under the banner of Venerable Lingzhen, and I will avenge my junior brother today. You killed Tianlong Those who will, the entire Rose Gang must die! I want you all to be buried with the younger brother!"

The man let out a sharp roar, and a strong wave of divine energy erupted from his body.

"A strong man in the late stage of Guyuan Realm!"

Li Da felt the strong aura of the man, and his face changed...