Chapter 279 Patrol Deputy
The blue-purple fist, like a roaring fierce dragon, tossed its body and went straight to Zhao Tian.
'Chaotic Boxing!' Zhao Tian did not dare to hold it big again. The gap between the two was a little big. Chaos boxing, in front of his arms, was like two small whirlpools, straight ahead.
Once again, there was a muffled sound of physical collision. Yuan Huanjie's body flashed and his feet were a little unstable. He withdrew five steps back, leaving deep footprints on the ground at each step.
Zhao Tian still withdrew more than a dozen steps, but shook Yuan Huanjie.
"Kid, you angered me!" Yuan Huanjie's face was full of anger. He had already discovered Zhao Tian's real strength. A four-level martial artist actually took himself back several steps, not to mention in front of so many people.
Where does this put your face?
"Run the thunder and the moon!" Suddenly, there was a thunder and lightning visible on the two fists, which wrapped around the arms. The blue and purple aura concentrated on the two fists, forming a half-moon-shaped light wave, and the situation was fierce.
Zhao Tian's face was full of solemnity, but he still raised his arm without hesitation. The golden aura filled the whole arm. Suddenly, a golden beam of light appeared directly on Zhao Tian's arm as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
'Chaotic Boxing! Zhao Tian shouted the same way. At this time, he had exerted his whole body's aura to an attack of 105 percent.
Boom!
Another sound that shocked the sky came. Under this punch, the area of nearly a hundred feet was affected.
Some people with low strength can't resist directly in one breath and spit out blood on the spot.
Zhao Tian's figure flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist in the air, and then smashed the ground fiercely, and the land behind him sank an inch.
Yuan Jie was also uncomfortable. Zhao Tian's punch contained strong dark energy. For a moment, his body also retreated more than ten steps, and his face was suddenly difficult to look.
Zhao Tian's own repair ability is very strong, and with the defense of his whole body, although he was injured, he was fine. He slowly stood up and a simple ink sword appeared in his hand.
With a gentle smile, his eyes closed in the next second. The long sword in his hand floated autonomously and stayed quietly on Zhao Tian's shoulder. Suddenly, all the practitioners who used the sword would find that the sword on his body was not under their control and trembled.
"Sword!" Yuan Huanjie's face became extremely solemn. Sword meaning is the connection between the swordsman and the sword, and it is also the highest realm of the swordsman. Generally, two people are in the same realm. Those who understand the sword can even kill their opponents without any effort.
"Hmm! Even if it's a sword, the gap in strength is here. Let me send you to hell today!"
"Ah! The light shines all over the world!" Yuan Huanjie raised his arms and formed a posture of holding the ball, surrounded by layers of blue and purple outside the body, and the light of thunder and lightning was also on his arms, crackling.
A dark, full of strange blue and purple, slowly scattered in the air, covering Zhao Tian and his place in an instant.
The only light among them is the shining light of thunder and lightning.
In the darkness, the strong wind suddenly rose, and the fist wind brought each of which was a sharp weapon that hurt people. Zhao Tian closed his eyes tightly, and there was a faint layer of gold around his body. As soon as the whirlwind touched Zhao Tian's side, it was smashed by the protective aura.
"Drink, die! ~" Seeing Zhao Tian's indifferent expression, Yuan Huanjie's murderous intention in his heart was even better, and the speed under his feet soared, and the distance of a hundred feet was fleeting in a blink of an eye.
"Sword Shadow Type III--Ultimate Instant Sword!" Zhao Tian's eyes suddenly opened, and a substantial sword spirit shot out. The ink ancient sword floating on his shoulder suddenly made a sword sound!
For a while, all the practitioners who used swords around him were no longer controlled and rose in the air and joined Zhao Tian's sword.
I saw a sword light that seemed to be groundbreaking, cutting through the sky and thick fog from top to bottom. The air on both sides was like two worlds, and could not be connected together.
This sword is fast, too fast!
No one reacted, and Zhao Tian's long sword had been cut down.
"Puff" Zhao Tian's body was deeply smashed to the ground, spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, his face was extremely pale, his clothes were broken, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and he looked very embarrassed.
And Yuan Huanjie was also uncomfortable. This shocking sword cut off his whole left arm. If it hadn't been for Yuan Huanjie's instinctive body, it would not have been his left arm.
The whole body is filled with blood, and a pair of eyes look at Zhao Tian, who is about to spit out fire. Although he reaches his level, his left arm will still grow, but after all, that is the location of the five spiritual acupuncture points. Even if it grows up, his strength will be reduced to one level.
It's a shame to be forced to this extent by a fourth-level martial artist.
"Ah! Die!" Yuan Huanjie looked indescribably ferocious and watched Zhao Tian rush up desperately.
However, Zhao Tian no longer had the ability to fight again. He quickly took out a few elixirs from his arms and put them in his mouth. He lifted the little aura left in his body and was preparing to fight.
Suddenly, a strong and majestic voice spread in the distance: " Stop!"
Yuan Huanjie ignored it at all, his eyes turned red, and the only thought in his heart was to kill Zhao Tian.
"Hmm! Looking for death!"
The owner of the voice was obviously very powerful, and a touch of almost invincible pressure spread out, and a cyan fist fell from the sky and went straight to Yuan Huanjie.
The speed of the cyan fist has exceeded the speed of ordinary six or seven martial artists, and has fallen in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
A loud noise came, and a large pit ten feet in diameter appeared on the ground. Everyone only felt a powerful force coming, followed by a loud noise, and this series of movements was just in the blink of an eye.
And Yuan Huanjie's figure is right in the middle of this deep pit.
The armor of the whole body became shabby. Where the arm was broken, blood gushed, there was no blood on the face, and even his eyes looked a little dim.
"Hmm! Next time you don't obey, it won't be so simple!" I saw a man in a purple robe, with thick eyebrows, temples bulging high, and his eyes like a peerless god of murder, full of fierce blood.
"Ah! Duan Zhixian, the deputy of the patrol, is said to have reached the peak of level eight. Even the elders of our inner door sighed that they didn't expect to see him here!"
"Cough! Vice captain!" Yuan Huanjie looked unwilling, but the other party was Duan Zhixian, and he could only turn unwillingness into anger.
"Hmm!" Duan Zhixian shook his sleeves and walked directly to Zhao Tian.
"With the power of a four-level martial artist, you can force a seven-level martial artist like this. You are also a character. It's good!" Duan Zhixian looked at Zhao Tian and couldn't help admiring.
Zhao Tian was not so naive. He was so kind to save himself, with a wry smile on his face: "What can I do for you?"
Zhao Tian's voice is neither humble nor arrogant, and a mature and handsome face is full of indifference.
"Nothing, just curiosity!" Duan Zhixian smiled and was not as arrogant as a master at all.
Zhao Tian smiled indifferently, took a deep breath, suppressed the injury in his body, and walked towards Miao Yun.
"You..." Miao Yun was barely able to stand up at this time, but there was still a little blush on his beautiful face.
Even Miao Yun knew what was going on. He always wanted to get cold in front of Zhao Tian, but as soon as they met, he looked a little nervous. At this time, he blushed more times than in a year.
"I... It's okay." Zhao Tian also seemed a little hesitant at this time, and a touch of red appeared on his pale and slightly pale face.
"Ky, you don't have to be in front of so many people if you want warmth!" Duan Zhixian frowned and said impatiently.
"What's none of your business!" Zhao Tian frowned and said rudely.
Everyone was scared by Zhao Tian's words, and even Miao Yun was shocked, but their hearts were warm.
Duan Zhixian's face changed first, but then looked up to the sky and laughed: "Good boy, he really has courage. He is worthy of being the person the elder likes!"