Chapter 469 Two Half-Step Kings

Xiao He looked at Zhao Tian with shock and asked coldly, "Kid, who are you? If you are from the Tenglong Empire, I can't know!"

Zhao Tianrong didn't change his face and smiled softly: "If you don't change your name, don't change your surname, your surname is Zhao Mingtian!" But... I'm very interested in your so-called conspiracy!"

"Zhao Tian!" Hearing these two words, all the people's faces suddenly changed, and then all kinds of people's faces appeared, with envy, admiration, disdain and anger, but more shock.

The hero who is rumored in the imperial capital is now standing alive in front of him, and he is still so young.

Three retreats from the demon army, two capture Fengcheng, and night attack on the granary. These things have been passed down as good stories by the world, and even in some private schools, Zhao Tian's deeds have been compiled into stories.

At the same time, Zhao Tian's name also resounded throughout the whole Tenglong Shenzhou. Everyone in the world knows it. Even the three-year-old child hopes that he can expel foreign enemies and return my Shenzhou like Zhao Tian in the future!

Who can reach these heroic words? At this time, everyone can't stop being excited to see and hear this legendary figure.

Although He Ting has only been in the Tenglong Empire for a period of time, she has also heard of Zhao Tian's deeds. For a while, she showed some admiration in her beautiful eyes.

"So you are Zhao Tian. Repulsed my demon army, destroy hundreds of thousands of warriors, and kill my brother!" With that, Xiao He looked up to the sky and laughed, but there was a shocking murderous atmosphere in the laughter, and his voice became extremely cold: "It's really a place to break the iron shoes, and it doesn't take time to get it! Today, you will die!"

When Zhao Tian heard this sentence, he also laughed: "Haha, I heard this sentence, but no one can do it, and you are the same today!"

"Ky, don't take advantage of your tongue!" Xiao He's face was angry, and his palms were raised again, turning into gusts of wind, ghosts crying and howling, and the blood color on his palms became more solid and thicker.

"It turns out that it is really the remnants of the demon clan. I didn't expect to hide in your turtle shell and dare to come out. It seems that I can't teach you a good lesson!" Zhao Tian showed a trace of sarcasm and said slightly sarcasticly.

Although he said so, he did not dare to neglect it at all. The previous palm was just a coincidence, and part of the reason was the old man's contempt, but this time it was different. He is worthy of being the demon ancestor of the demon clan. His strength is still above Fan Wuqi, and the power on his palms has exceeded. 150,000 jin, even if you take it yourself, it will take a lot of effort.

Immediately, there was no hesitation, and a little jasper luster appeared on his arms. Under the cover of the golden light, he could not see any flaws and punched him again.

Boom!,,,

Another muffled sound. Zhao Tian's nearly 200,000 jin of strength directly bombarded Xiao He again, but Zhao Tian would no longer give Xiao He a chance to attack and use his best close combat to catch up.

Bang...

Suddenly, a series of fists and palms came in mid-air, and two lightning-like figures kept colliding in mid-air. In this short period of time, the two had met a hundred times.

Rumbled and another loud noise. Everyone looked at it and saw that in the distant sky, the red light suddenly bloomed, and finally transformed into a blood-red light curtain, and the golden figure flew out from above it.

The light curtain outside the two bodies slowly dissipated, revealing the original appearance. Xiao He's sleeves all over his body became shabby, and his old face was also blue and purple. The original gray hair on his head also became messy at this time and looked awkward.

In contrast, Zhao Tian was spotless in a robe, and his jade-like handsome face was indifferent. He stared at the embarrassed Xiao He in the distance, and his eyebrows showed a trace of solemnity.

Seeing this scene, everyone's admiration for Zhao Tian became deeper. The half-step king is not a cabbage. He is an extremely noble strong man in the whole Tenglong Empire and even in the whole east and west sectors, but now in Zhao Tian's hands, he is like a child with no power to fight back.

"Cough! Good, you are the first one to force me to this extent!" Xiao He coughed two mouthfuls of blood phlegm, and his face was not angry but happy. He looked a little crazy.

However, Zhao Tian understands that he is completely relying on his own strengths. In close combat, he not only has the diamond protection and armor as the most basic defense means, but also has the auxiliary effect of these nine exquisite grass in terms of strength. I am afraid that only the first-level martial arts king can compete with his strength and defense.

Zhao Tian did not dare to be careless. Xiao He's own strength was stronger than Fan Wuqi himself, and at this time, out of anger, it was inevitable that he would do something extreme and had to prevent it.

"Zhao Tian, you killed my brother and returned my brother's life today!" At this moment, an angry voice sounded behind him.

When Zhao Tian felt the danger behind him and was about to avoid it, suddenly two more figures burst out and stood in front of the person. His palms were against each other and made a violent sound. The three of them withdrew a few steps before they could not stop.

"Feng, you don't pay much attention to us. Although you are the half-step king, our strength is no worse than the ordinary half-step king!" These two old men were the two in the God of War Mercenary Regiment. At this time, Zhao Tian saw clearly that the two old men looked at you as if they were carved in the same mold.

These two old men are the elders and the second elders of the God of War Mercenary Regiment, and they are also twin brothers. They know a joint attack practice method. This set of joint attack method can enhance the attack of the two people. Although they are the peak of the nine-level martial arts masters, even the ordinary half-step king can't use this set of joint attack array. Anyway, no wonder Chu Fei is so calm.

"Hmm, get out of here!" Fan Li roared, and his wrinkled face showed a ferocious color, and nothing. A strong force suddenly burst out of his body and rushed to the two people with a thunderous momentum.

The two were shocked and exerted the aura in their bodies to the extreme at the same time. Two people rose up and intertwined with each other in mid-air, and finally converged into a green and red atmosphere, hitting the pervailing fiercely on the perch.

A loud noise came, and Fanli's body was repelled a few steps back, and his face was flushed. His eyes watched both of them almost spewing fire.

"You two get out of the way. Today is just my business with that boy. It has nothing to do with you. As long as you are willing to get out of the way, I won't bother your God of War Mercenary Regiment in the future!" Fan Zhi had to compromise, with angrily on his face.

Although he can survive the blockade of the two, he also has to pay a certain price. Once this price is paid, he will have fewer opportunities to deal with Zhao Tian. He dares not risk this dangerous fence and does not want to risk it. Although revenge is important, but if his life is gone, he will not talk about revenge!

"Huh, delusional, are you stupid as the people of the God of War Mercenary Regiment? Since ancient times, the demon clan and us are powerless. They want us to cooperate with you unless we die!" The two old men were obviously not vegetarian and snorted coldly without fear,

Fan's face became more and more angry. He looked at the two and asked coldly, "In this way, you are not going to give way!"

"We said that unless we die, Zhao Tian is the hero of our empire in China, and he is such an affectionate and righteous person. My God of War Mercenary Regiment owes him a favor, so even if he dies today, I will pull you as a cushion!" Naturally, the two old men knew that in case Fan Li fought for his life, he might not be able to stop him, so he even made the worst plan.

Fanli's face was drooping, his eyes were gloomy, and he said angrily, "In this case, you should die!"

With that, there was a slender wide knife in his hand, four feet and three inches long, three inches wide and one inch thick, and the whole body was white. However, at the moment when the fence ran the aura, the whole blade was stained with a strong layer of blood.