Chapter 309 Weak Click to Break

Zhao Tian has been waving the sword spirit and cooperating with his sense of sword. Even if it is an ordinary sword spirit, it is equivalent to the full blow of chaotic boxing.

I was blown away again and again, and I got up again and again, just like an immortal Xiaoqiang.

Zhao Tian didn't know how many times he had been repelled. Finally, at the moment of landing, he saw the bull's hind legs blocking his buttocks.

I was overjoyed and suffered so many times that I was finally not beaten in vain.

casually wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, swallowed several second-level elixirs, and the momentum all over his body reached its peak, completely leaking the strength of the five-level martial artist.

"The first type of sword shadow - giant sword chopping!" Zhao Tian raised the sword high with his hands, and a golden sword spirit rose to the sky and quickly split it from top to bottom at a very fast speed.

In the huge eyes like a bull gem, it has been surrounded by Zhao Tian's sword. He roared at the sky and tried to take Zhao Tian's sword.

But after casting the sword, Zhao Tian's figure disappeared in place by stepping on the teleportation method, and the next second, he appeared in the back of the bull.

Sure enough, the bull's tail has been tightly clamped in its buttocks, as if it were protecting something.

Zhao Tian showed a smile at the corners of his mouth, and the sword in his hand burst into a bright golden light. The power of his whole body was concentrated on this sword. The sword went to the tail of the bull with irresistible power.

The huge head of the bull collided with Zhao Tian's golden light falling from the sky, and suddenly the golden light collapsed, as gorgeous and eye-catching as fireworks.

At this time, Zhao Tian's figure was not seen. At least he was also a six-level martial artist, and he also had some wisdom. His pink eyes tightened in an instant, and Zhao Tian's attack also attacked later.

"Roar!" The sound of the bull was full of endless anger, which was earth-shaking. This time the bull was really angry, and its thick tail was cut off by Zhao Tian's sword.

The anger was mixed with pain, the huge body turned over, and the pink in the eyes became unusually thick, and he looked up to the sky again.

Zhao Tian's face changed slightly. He knew that the bull was going crazy. Just as he wanted to dodge, the bull's hooves fell to the ground fiercely. The land around Zhao Tian's body suddenly agitated, as if something wanted to break the ground. This was exactly the previous move he had used for Luo Ji.

Zhao Tian's body flashed slightly, his legs bowed slightly, his left arm pointed to the back foot, and the two fingers in his right arm were tightly close together. The five spirits were connected, and the strong aura fluctuated out of thin air: "Silent finger!"

The huge golden ball took shape in an instant. With Zhao Tian's finger, the huge golden ball, with unparalleled power, rushed straight to the rolling soil in front of him.

But it's not over yet. The huge golden ball, the turned upside-over soil just touched the golden ball, and suddenly turned into a pile of debris, and then turned into nothingness and disappeared into the air.

The golden ball opened a channel, and Zhao Tian naturally would not give up this opportunity. He gently touched his toes on the ground and flew away.

The bull-like eyes turned twice as if they were thinking about something.

Suddenly, the eyes contracted sharply, and the two thin beams of light from the right arm were unreservedly shot from their eyes, shooting forward with the power of broken gold, which was many times more powerful than when they attacked Roge before.

The pink beam of light penetrated the golden ball without any hindrance. It suddenly deflated like a balloon, quickly dried down and slowly disappeared into the air

After the pink beam penetrated the golden ball, except for the dim color, the speed did not decrease at all, and rushed straight to Zhao Tian behind.

Zhao Tian's face changed dramatically, and he didn't expect that the beam of the bull could break the seven layers of silent fingers of his whole body.

At this time, the silence finger can be several layers higher than the original attack power. Even the seven-layer aura is enough to hurt any six-level martial artist, but the barbarian actually described it so lightly that it defeated its silence finger.

Although Zhao Tian was surprised, he did not panic. The golden sword quickly waved in the air, and the sword spirit shot around.

Countless sword shadows are like lotus flowers, wrapping Zhao Tian in it. The frequency of wrist shaking is getting faster and faster, and it has reached an amazing speed in a blink of an eye.

All over the sky are full of sword shadows, in which golden streamers flow, like a lotus flower slowly closing, beautiful.

Everyone was confused by this beautiful spiritual skill, but Fang Tianxiong and the mercenaries were surprised, and every golden sword light was not lower than the full blow of a first-class martial artist.

Maybe they can resist, but two or three, countless, aroused a coldness in everyone when they thought of this.

How old is Zhao Tian, eighteen or twenty? I guess it's less than that! At such a young age, he has such a strong strength. Everyone regards Zhao Tian as the son of a family, and only the children of the family can have the background of rapid growth of strength.

"With the strength of the five-level martial arts, it can resist the Warcraft of the six-level martial arts, and it is also the top existence among the six-level martial arts. Even the ordinary six-level martial arts is not his opponent.

In addition to surprise, Luo Ji looked at Zhao Tian and had a little awe. If he had been a fourth-level martial artist, he would never have such strong strength, and Zhao Tian revealed not only his strength, but also his experience of fighting for many years.

The guard of the Fang family looked at Zhao Tian with almost worshipful eyes. If it hadn't been for Zhao Tian, his group of people might have died in this forest.

"Sneer!"

The beam of light touched the sword light outside Zhao celestial body and made a sound like high temperature and water. The golden sword spirit was constantly consuming and gradually faded.

Zhao Tian secretly shouted badly, and the blue veins on his face burst out. He held a sword in his right hand and kept waving them. Golden swords made up for the gap in defense. His left fingertip was surrounded by a golden aura, which rushed straight into the beam of light like a cannonball.

Just as Zhao Tian resisted the pink beam, the bull roared again, and the four hooves made an impact posture. The hind hoof stepped on the ground fiercely and rushed to Zhao Tian with the power to climb over the mountains and seas.

Miao Yun's face changed, and he didn't care that he was not a bull's opponent. The aura outside the body surged, and a layer of calm thin ice appeared outside the body. Suddenly, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped sharply.

"Ice cracked palm!" Miao Yun's face is like ice, with thin ice on his palms, and the air seems to condense into ice wherever he goes.

The Bull didn't care about Miao Yun's attack at all, and stared at Zhao Tian closely, as if to tear Zhao Tian apart.

Zhao Tian's eyes tightened and saw that Miao Yun had rushed up, and he didn't care about anything. He gave up the defense to make up the gap. His eyes closed. When he opened the next second, there was already a little golden light in his eyes.

Like the emperor in ancient times, his whole body changed greatly, and a majesty of being proud of the heroes and staring at the world appeared out of thin air. Under this gaze, everyone is like a group of children without resistance.

"Instant sword!" Zhao Tian's eyes were golden, without any brilliance, and his lips moved slightly.

The dark sword turned into a streamer in an instant and pointed straight to the bull.

The golden sword light has lost its trajectory, which is unpredictable. The whole space seems to be slacking in a sword, and the movement of the bull has also become much slower.

The pink in the bull's eyes became stronger, and its instinctive reaction stopped abruptly, leaving a deep trail on the ground.

When he roared up to the sky, the roar broke the world, and the whole space trembled. The roar was full of anger, but it was more of a sense of vicissitudes and desolation.

Miao Yun's palms hit the back of the bull fiercely, the bitter ice, and the bull's back was covered with a large piece of ice by this palm.

The bull was in pain, and the pink light burst out of its body, turning into a water wave, instantly hitting Miao Yun's chest.

"Boom!"

Miao Yun spit out a lot of blood in his mouth, his body flew backwards, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Miao Yun's injury made Zhao Tian's anger stronger, and the power of the long sword increased a little more. He directly penetrated a pink beam of light, and his power was not reduced at all, attacking the bull behind him.