Chapter 8 Magic Sword Sky Under

At this time, He Zhizhang slowly touched some of the doors of Chu Tian's body method and gradually gained the upper hand.

Chu Tian can completely compete with He Zhizhang in terms of skills, but he has too little actual combat experience. Strictly speaking, this is his first confrontation with a strong enemy. After all, it is one thing to practice and understand alone at ordinary times, and it is another thing to fight against the enemy.

The opponent's claw attack, how to defend and how to counterattack, must make a judgment in an instant, and these all involve the accumulation of actual combat experience, which must be understood in bloody battles. There is no shortcut to the south.

Yuan Shiheng saw Chu Tian's weakness and shouted luckily, "Little brother, take me as the main, and attack instead of defense!"

- "I am the main one, and attack instead of defense."

These eight words are like a bright light on Chu Tian's heart. What a sense of understanding he was, and he suddenly understood the meaning implied in Yuan Shiheng's words.

He Zhizhang's moves are ever-changing, and his actual combat experience is too lacking. If he also tends to follow the other party's tricks, he can only be deeply trapped by others. Instead of this, why not put aside the other party's changes in moves and give full play to all kinds of unique skills that you have learned by nature?

In other words, that is: "You hit me, I hit me!"

Seeing that He Zhizhang had another five strands of yin wind claws, Chu Tian turned a blind eye and suddenly turned his hand and pulled out a blue-washed dagger from the tiger skin skirt, and rubbed his body and pierced the other party's chest.

At first glance, it seems that Chu Tian wants to fight with He Zhizhang, but he bet that the other party cherishes his feathers and never wants to die with him.

Sure enough, He Zhizhang made a "hey" sound, and the five yin wind claws changed in the middle of the way, and swept the luck on the dagger.

"Ding!" The dagger was skewed and failed to prick He Zhizhang, but Chu Tian also cracked his five yin wind claws.

The two figures staggered and opened the door again. He Zhizhang was about to attack, and his eyes suddenly stared at the dagger held by Chu Tian. Suddenly, his face suddenly changed and he said, "It turns out that you killed my son?"

Chu Tian was stunned and remembered the young man who fell into the river in Huaiyang City three years ago. He replied, "He wanted to push me into the river, but he fell down unsteadily."

"Bullshit, how can a Huaiyang River drown him with my son's cultivation? It's clear that you killed him when you saw Bao's intention. Don't explain it skillfully and take your life!"

He Zhizhang looked ferocious. He pulled out a bright magic hook from behind and drew an electric light in the air to cut Chu Tian's neck. At the same time, his left claw followed his lower abdomen.

Chu Tian noticed that the magic hook in He Zhizhang's hand was quite strange, and the pits on the surface of the hook were all beehive-like dents, as if it had been corroded by some kind of poison. The magic hook rubbed against the air, and those small holes roared in unison, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Little brother, be careful. This is the magic sound made by the 'Green Bee Hook'. Hurry up and hold Yuan Shouyi to protect the spiritual platform. Don't be confused by the magic sound!" The whole world reminded.

In fact, there is no need for his reminder. Chu Tian has also learned the power of the green bee magic sound.

His spiritual platform shook for a while, as if there were thousands of bees dancing, and his heart suddenly became extremely irritable.

But the Vanity magic formula he practiced is worthy of being the top magic power of the magic. The true spirit only swam around the body, and the condensation made his heart quiet, and the buzzing sound in his ear immediately lost its utility.

At this time, He Zhizhang's green bee magic hook took the lead in attacking. Chu Tian had no time to think about falling back on his back, and his body lay horizontally out of thin air. The cold wind pierced the bones, and the magic blade was close to his chest and swept the air without danger.

"Bum!" Chu Tian's left leg bent, and it popped up like a stone machine, kicking He Zhizhang's left wrist.

He Zhizhang snorted and flew back, and his wrist bone was about to break. He couldn't help saying, "What the hell, what kind of leg method is this?"

"Rabbit kicks eagles!" Chu Tian stood up to counterattack and hit He Zhizhang's chest with a left fist.

"Rabbit kicks eagles?" He Zhizhang was stunned and sneered, "The rabbit is a rabbit after all. How can it fight the eagle in the sky?"

The two of them fought fiercely for more than 20 rounds in a while.

Chu Tian completely ignored He Zhizhang's hook and claw road, and the attack style was fierce.

His boxing skills are very different from that of sinking fish and falling into the rain, and there is no cleverness in going straight.

But the more so, the more He Zhizhang dared not underestimate it. He has noticed that the teenager's boxing skills are natural, and he has almost reached the state of returning to nature. There seems to be nothing on the surface of each punch, but the vigorous and restrained fist is magnificent, as magnificent as the Huaiyang River, which is not an ordinary flower fist embroidery leg at all.

"This boy watches fish and birds every day, but he didn't expect to really see a little fame!"

He Zhizhang was shocked and angry, and his heart added a little hatred for Chu Tian.

He originally thought that with his identity as the dominant demon overlord, it was a trivial matter to deal with a group of young people. However, a Chu Tian was killed halfway, who was still his own enemy, but Ruyi's calculation failed.

Seeing that Chu Tian's physical boxing was becoming more and more proficient, He Zhizhang added a little chill in his heart. This son's understanding is so amazing. Will it be okay in the future?

The so-called reluctant child can't trap the wolf, and his son has already given up. If he can't get the Cangyun Yuanchen sword again, won't it be a loss to grandma's house?

"It seems that it can't be done without a little blood, Wanfeng Qingtian Dance--"

He Zhizhang crossed his heart and urged Dantian Zhenyuan to turn into an extremely powerful magic gas and inject it into the green bee magic hook.

The magic hook trembled, and the hook suddenly burst out a strange glow, which shocked the cold fog around it.

"Hum--" Thousands of cyan magic bees shot out of the small hole on the hook. These magic bees are not entities, but condensed with his real yuan and magic hook mana, but they are thousands of times more fierce than the real green bees, and rushing to Chu Tian for a while.

Chu Tian was shocked. After all, he was inexperienced in the face of the enemy. In the face of the pervasive green bee attack, he had no good strategy to deal with it. He could only dodge and fight with his skills.

He suddenly had a pain in his arm and had been taught to sting a green bee. The green bee broke into Chu Tian's skin and immediately burst, turning into a cluster of flames that made his skin open.

Chu Tian's body suddenly showed a slight stagnation, and the green bees bit up one after another, and "bang bang" self-exploded.

He Zhizhang urged Zhenyuan with all his strength, forced out a group of green bees, and laughed sadly, "Bad boy, I'm going to blow you into powder and pay tribute to my son's spirit in heaven!"

Chu Tian shouted coldly, "Look at the fight!" He shook his wrist and threw out the heart-washing dagger, and a bunch of blue rays shot at He Zhizhang like a rainbow.

He Zhizhang was caught off guard and was stabbed in the shoulder by a dagger, and immediately blood flowed. He was so angry that he shouted, "Bad boy, I want you to die without a burial place!" Wave the hook to attack.

Chu Tian's body rotated sideways, dodged the green bee magic hook, and Qingshu ape arm grabbed the handle of Cangyun Yuanchen's sword.

He pulled out his strength. Unexpectedly, instead of pulling out the magic sword, a strong and fierce force gushed out of the hilt of the sword, which made his chest stuffy and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Seeing this, He Zhizhang laughed and said, "Ignorant boy, the Cangyun Yuanchen sword has not been refined yet. If you force it, you will only attract the sword spirit to devour it!"

Four disciples of Tianyimen over there were also attacked by green bees, and they couldn't help but be in danger.

When Ming Shixun saw that Quan Shiqi and Yin Hong Goose were injured one after another, Yuan Shiheng could not resist the joint attack of the two elders of the Jinyi Association, revealing his defeat. It won't take long, and everyone will fall into the enemy again.

At the beginning, if he had not been greedy and credulous and was deceived by the "Cangyun Sword Tomb" trap and lies fabricated by Jinyi, they would not have suffered this bad luck. Thinking that his brothers and sisters were still unwilling to leave him when they were in danger, he was even more ashamed. At this moment, if there is a way to save everyone, he is willing to do it no matter what the cost.

However, even the strange teenagers who initially brought them a glimmer of hope are facing the disaster of extinction in He Zhizhang's "Ten Thousand Bees and Blue Sky Dance". What else can I do to turn the tide?

When his eyes fell on the Cangyun Yuanchen sword and pearls again, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Little brother, draw your sword!" He roared and tried his best to push back the master of the Jinyi Club in front of him. The corners of his eyes glanced at the whole world, Yuan Shiheng and Yin Hongge who were getting along with each other day and night, and suddenly gritted his teeth and jumped into the real ghost pool!

"Brother Ming--" The whole world, Yuan Shiheng, and Yin Hong goose were about to crack, and they shouted sadly in unison.

But Ming Shixun could no longer hear it. His body sank into the pool, and his fingers were refined into wisps of light golden essence by the nine evil spirits and sucked into the Yuanchen treasure beads.

"Keng--" The sword spirit in Yuanchen's jewelry was nourished by the blood of Ming Shixun, and immediately burst into a roar that was dozens of times more violent than just now. The roaring sound beat everyone's eardrums, making people's hearts tremble involuntarily, and even have the idea of submission and worship.

"It's not good!" He Zhizhang reacted and flew to Chu Tian, and the green bee magic hook hung directly on the other party's left brain.

However, it's too late.

A surging magic gas surged from the hilt of the sword, broke into the palm of Chu Tian's hand, and merged with the magic gas in his body. The awe-sting magic penetrated into his spiritual platform, and there were thousands of years of sword spirit memories and the past dust of fierce ghosts under countless swords surged into his heart between the lightning, as if it had become a part of his life.

A taste and feeling that is difficult to describe in any language are full of my mind. My thoughts seem to have broken through the confinement of time and space and lingerrands freely in the long river of history.

Flip your finger to the beauty, and it will be beautiful in a flash.

Chu Tian's cultivation realm suddenly changed wonderfully. His whole body glowed with a golden halo, and his long scattered hair was flying against the wind by the glow. Unexpectedly, he rushed to the "Tibetan Yujing" on the sixth floor of the real level in one fell swoop!

After reaching this level, the Vandu magic spirit in the body can truly form a free and independent system, just like a mustard seed hidden in a thousand, and there is no longer a gap with the natural world outside the body.

Chu Tian couldn't help but make a deep roar. The wounds on his body also healed quickly under the nourishment of the golden halo. His power was doubled. Dantian Zhenyuan also rose and reached a brand-new height.

"Wow--" His right hand struggled to pull out the Cangyun Yuanchen sword and brought up a blood-red nine evil water.

This divine sword has been standing in the pool for more than 600 years. At this moment, it is reborn and breaks away from the shackles. It is bound to do a vigorous battle in this world!