Chapter 416 Purple Rainbow

Zhao Tian hadn't seen who the person was. He saw a red light flashing, and then he only felt a dull sound above his chest.

This unexpected blow, even if Zhao Tian was prepared, had no time to resist. A strong fist poured into his body. Suddenly, the blood in his body rolled, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. His body was like a kite with a broken line and flew hundreds of feet in a row, which was unbearable.

The face was shocked, and everyone's faces also changed in an instant. Zhao Tian's strength was also obvious to all, but the other party repelled Zhao Tian, who defeated the ninth-level martial artist. It is estimated that only those old guys in the college can do this strength.

While stopping his body, Zhao Tian urged the King Kong body to the extreme in an instant. For a moment, he released gold outside the body and found that the other party was not chasing him, so he took a deep breath and transported the aura to suppress the blood in his body.

Looking up, I saw that not far away, the place where Lu Batian was located was the old man in a black gown. There was no breath outside his body. He looked like an ordinary person, but the shocking anger in his eyes changed his face greatly.

The turbid eyes also became bright at this moment, with long gray hair, casually coiled on the top of the head, and the dead arms reached into their arms and slowly took out a fragrant elixir.

With a flick of the finger, the elixir turned into a red light and disappeared into Lu Batian's mouth.

At this time, it was unusually steep. Lu Batian's original weak breathing soared in an instant, and the blood-red light was like a glow, emitting thousands of feet and going straight to the sky.

The powerful vitality spread from his body, and it was only a few breathing times. The seriously injured Lu Batian suddenly stood up. Although his face was still pale, he could barely walk.

To the old man, he said with great respect, "Thank you for saving me!"

"No, even if it's a lesson for you this time, don't look at your opponent. If there is another time, my blood elixir will not be wasted on you!" The old man shook his head gently, and his face was full of prestige.

"Disciples, remember, never do it again!" Lu Batian tightened his face and said quickly.

The old man turned around, and a pair of extremely narrow eyes showed silky light, as if the substance was pressing Zhao Tian away. The fierce evil spirit made the surrounding air slack.

"Ky, it is necessary for my demon clan to live in Luo City today. If I hand it over obediently, I may still wait for your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhao Tian naturally knew the power of this old man and estimated that he had reached that level, but the other party wanted Hunluo City. His face was dark and he was not afraid to say, "Hunluo City is the city of our empire. It has been like this for thousands of years. The requirements of the predecessors are a little too far-fetched. I forgive the younger generation!"

"Listen to what you mean, that's not handing it in!" The old man's face suddenly changed, and a shocking evil spirit fell from nine days, with gusts of wind and rushed straight out to Zhao Tian. For a moment, the air of hundreds of miles became sticky, and the cold breath made the blood of the human body freeze and stiff.

"It's not no, but can't!" Zhao Tian said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone as he operated the aura in his body to resist this shocking evil spirit.

The old man's face changed, and he suddenly laughed. The extremely cold evil spirit, like ice that has not melted for ten thousand years, is hurt when touched. At the same time, a huge bloody whirlpool formed outside his body. The whirlpool hovered quietly in the air and rotated at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Every time it rotates, it will absorb a lot of aura from the air, as if it is accumulating power.

Zhao Tian can still feel the horror of the energy contained in the bloody whirlpool after so far away. He immediately did not hesitate to carry the aura and roared loudly: "All retreat! Avoid this distance!"

"Haha, I have been killing for hundreds of years. Since you don't follow, you can try my newly researched spiritual skills. It's also your blessing to die in my blood wheel!" The old man burst out laughing, and his voice contained all kinds of viciousness and cunning. The harsh voice was so harsh at this tense moment.

People only feel that the suction around the body is getting bigger and bigger, and even the aura in the body has faint signs of wanting to break out of the body, and the aura is quickly running flat.

"Feng Wuqi, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. I didn't expect you to be so happy to kill. If you want my students to sacrifice spirits, let's see if you have this ability!"

Just when everyone looked panicked, a gentle and majestic voice floated from the distant sky.

A middle-aged man in a purple robe came, and his body was spotless. His thick eyebrows seemed to be painted. He was extremely black. A pair of tiger eyes were full of brilliance, staring closely at the old man not far away. There was an extremely calm momentum between his eyebrows, as if it were a fierce waiting for the opportunity. Tiger, give a fatal blow at that time.

"Predecessor Zihong!"

"Vice President!"

It was Zihong who helped Zhao Tian come to the inner courtyard. At this time, Zihong's body was not tall, but it exuded an extremely strong king's momentum. The whole body was as calm as a mountain, giving people a strong sense of security.

When the old man saw the visitor, his calm face trembled slightly, and his strange eyes also flashed with a trace of surprise. He slowly said, "Zihong, I didn't expect you old man to be dead yet!"

"Ha, you didn't die, how can I die first!" Zihong smiled slightly, and there was no sharpness all over his body. Instead, he was very gentle, like two good friends who had not seen him for many years, talking cordially.

Fan Wuqi's face was as clear as an ancient well, and his eyes shrank coldly and said, "Don't take advantage of the benefits of words. It's necessary for our demon clan in this city. I haven't seen it for more than 300 years. Let me see your strength!"

After saying that, regardless of everyone's stunned expression, he waved his hand, and his thin body quickly swelled up. In an instant, he was close to the size of a big man. Under his feet, his body shot out like thunder and lightning.

The smile on Zihong's face never stopped, and the purple light outside the body disappeared on the wall like a teleportation.

Before everyone reacted, the two had already fought together. Strong air waves, like a broken balloon, a circle of faint purple light, waved around.

hong hong hong....

The fast response had already transported the aura to resist, and the slow reaction was overturned to the ground by the strong air wave, which looked extremely embarrassed.

The collision sound of the two is like a meteor falling, which is earth-shaking. The strong air waves make the low-level body embarrassed, and the rumble sound is like a nine-day mysterious thunder, endless.

Many ordinary soldiers can't stand this fierce sound. They are bleeding, and the meridians of their whole body are broken by the shock, and they have no breath.

Zhao Tian looked at the two's competition, and there was a bitter smile in his heart. Even the aftermath of the two fought was so strong. I'm afraid he has reached that level. It seems that he still has a long way to go in the future.

One hand held Miao Yun's white arm tightly, a faint golden barrier, appeared in front of the two people, resisting all the aftershocks.

bang...

There was a loud noise again. This time, the sound was stronger than the previous ones, and the two figures retreated quickly at a speed discernible to the naked eye.

No one present can see the relationship between the two, even Zhao Tian and Jin Mo are the same.

"Haha, Zihong, I didn't expect your strength to be like this for hundreds of years. If you don't show some real skills, I'm afraid you can't stop me today!" Fan Wuqi laughed loudly, and there was a trace of arrogance on his old face.

Zihong was not moved at all. With a wave of his big sleeves, a strong purple wind blew up, blowing away the aftermath of all the two people's battle. The tiger's eyes flashed indifference and whispered, "Your strength is nothing more than this. I'm afraid that if you don't break through, you will step into the yellow spring. At that time, you and I will have a different path and want to fight. It's impossible!"

"Hmm! You and I are all half-step kings. Even at the end of my life, I will definitely pull your back!" Fan Wuqi's face changed, and his turbid eyes were full of anger and said coldly.