A figure suddenly appeared in the empty space surrounded by black smoke, and it turned out to be Jiang Tian.

"Quack! Jiang Tian, ​​you are dead!"

The Yinbing monster kept laughing, and the black smoke suddenly shrank and wrapped around Jiang Tian.

"Really? Humph!"

Jiang Tian smiled coldly, and the purple light around him suddenly brightened, and the strong pressure of the sword bloomed in the sky, covering the void with a radius of more than ten feet.

"Ah...damn it!"

After a scream, the originally erratic black smoke suddenly appeared in its original shape.

Yin Bing's body shook violently, and he flew backwards in the air like he was avoiding a snake. Looking at Jiang Tian, ​​a trace of deep fear flashed in his eyes.

To be able to use the pressure of the sword so skillfully, to the point of being seamless and pervasive, is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

For him, this is not a good thing!

Jiang Tian sneered and floated down, seemingly not in a hurry to take action.

"Is this your ability? Do you only use your bloodline talent to confuse people's minds and take advantage of others?"

"That's unreasonable! Jiang Tian, ​​don't think that it's great to control the sword's will. You're still dead in front of me!"

Yin Bing cursed angrily and secretly became violent.

With a shake of his arms, billowing black smoke quickly filled the void, making it difficult for all onlookers to see clearly what was going on in the ring.

"No, the situation is not good!"

"It's over. We can't even see anyone clearly. Coupled with the other party's ghostly methods, Jiang Tian will probably die!"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, a dull roar suddenly sounded on the arena. Covered by black smoke, Yin Bing had already fought with Jiang Tian.

After several dull loud noises, a scream suddenly sounded!

"Ah...damn it!"

Just hearing this voice, everyone knew that Yin Bing had suffered a loss.

The black smoke that enveloped the arena quickly rolled back, shrinking back to a embarrassed figure.

Yin Bing fell onto the stage, his black clothes already in tatters.

"Damn it! Why can you see through my 'ghost mist'?"

Yin Bing looked wary and stared at Jiang Tian opposite him.

"Your method may be able to deal with ordinary people, but it is completely useless in front of me."

Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, his expression extremely disdainful, and his contempt was clearly evident.

"Damn it!"

Yin Bing seemed to have been greatly insulted. He cursed angrily and his face became extremely ugly.

Since his debut, he has never been despised by any opponent. Even the masters of the Moon Realm can avoid him whenever they encounter him, and do not dare to offend him easily.

Jiang Tianke was good. Not only was he not afraid of him at all, but he also treated him as if he were a monkey, which really made him angry.

"I thought you were very capable, but now it seems like it's just that. It's almost time. Let's send you on your way!"

Jiang Tian's face darkened, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

The Yinbing monster screamed, and its body suddenly rose into the air. There was a burst of illusion all over the body, turning into a ball of billowing black smoke suspended in the void.

The black smoke was thick and billowing, and it was completely impossible to see where Yin Bing's figure was. Only a pair of strange eyes that flickered in and out, appearing and disappearing!

This is a unique skill that he relies on to save his life. He has killed many talented masters. Even if he cannot kill the opponent, it is more than enough to save his life.

Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of disdain, and he used his Tsunami Palm with a shake of his arms.

There was a loud rumble!

The blue palm print swept across the void, and its powerful power directly dispersed the black smoke above the arena, leaving only a blurry shadow in the end.

There is no doubt that this is Yin Bing's true form.

Jiang Tian sneered and punched the air with his right fist.

"Balong Fist!"

roar!

The purple fist shadow roared past and hit Yin Bing directly.

"Pfft...ah! Damn it!"

Yin Bing screamed, vomited blood and fell to the ring.

It's just that the blood he vomited was a strange black color, not the ordinary bright red.

"Oh? Is the bloodline talent so weird that even the blood is different from ordinary people!"

Jiang Tian frowned, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Damn it! How could this happen? This is impossible!"

Yin Bing struggled endlessly, his face full of horror. He had no idea why Jiang Tian could so easily destroy the blood talent that made him famous.

Even in ancient times, the "Netherworld Bloodline" was an existence with a great reputation that no one dared to offend.

But why is he so vulnerable in front of Jiang Tian?

"He actually broke Yin Bing's bloodline talent. This guy is really not that simple!"

Lei Lie frowned slightly, gradually put away his arrogance and contempt, and stared at Jiang Tian with his cold eyes.

"Jiang Tian actually defeated Yin Bing, I really didn't expect it!"

Ouyang Xi's face was dark, with a cold light flickering between his brows.

In the center of the spectator seats, the elders of the Spirit Sword Academy were all stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Jiang Tian...won just like that?"

"Not necessarily! I think it's just Yin Bing's trick. He may strike a fatal blow at any time!"

"It's very possible! The Nether Bloodline always likes to confuse the opponent's mind. Maybe what Jiang Tian saw was just an illusion!"

"Could it be that what I saw was also an illusion?"

"this……"

Someone asked a question, and the other person was speechless.

"Jiang Tian, ​​how can you destroy my bloodline talent?"

Yin Bing's eyes were stern, staring at Jiang Tian with a look of death.

"Want to know?" Jiang Tian shook his head and sneered.

"Say it quickly!"

The dark light in Yin Bing's eyes shone brightly.

"Let's talk about it after you die!"

Jiang Tian shook his head and snorted, and slapped his right palm heavily.

"You can't kill me!"

Yin Bing suddenly let out a scream, and his figure suddenly disappeared, turning into a misty black smoke and rushing towards the outside of the ring.

There was an uproar in the square. Yin Bing didn't even admit defeat and just wanted to escape from the ring?

"Want to leave? Dream on!"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Tian's eyes, and he disappeared with one step.

The next moment, a figure flashed in the void outside the ring, and Jiang Tian's proud figure appeared!

Yin Bing never dreamed that his trick would be seen through by the opponent, and that he would catch up in a short time, and he never dared to take any chances.

"Damn! I admit..."

"Too late!"

Jiang Tian coldly shouted, and without waiting for the word "lose" to come out, he swiped his right palm downwards and used the "exploding sword" technique!

Boom!

The purple light in the void suddenly brightened, and the terrifying pressure of the sword directly shattered Yin Bing's body.

He couldn't even scream, before he turned into flesh and blood and died.

Jiang Tian's figure swayed, and he fell directly down to the ground outside the ring. He shook his head and sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

After a moment of silence, there was a roar in the sword trial square, and everyone cheered for Jiang Tian.

"I didn't expect, I never expected that Jiang Tian would actually kill Yin Bing!"

"Incredible! But I have never understood how Jiang Tian turned the situation around?"

"When it comes to reversing the situation, I'm afraid he always has the upper hand!"

"Senior Brother Yun has been seriously injured and defeated. Now we only have Jiang Tian left. Can he still pass the next test smoothly?"
Chapter completed!