Chapter 346 Heavenly Demon War General
The two flew out separately, and neither of them took any advantage in one move.
"Good, come again!" Lu Batian looked up to the sky and smiled, and there was a strong blood light on his whole body. His two fists were like two red light balls, and he rushed out again with the power to tear the heavens and the earth.
Shui Wugang was not afraid at all. When he lifted it with one palm, the red-blue light suddenly changed, and a semicircular arc of red-blue light composed of aura suddenly burst in front of him. With the fierce palm, he scattered the aura in the air and greeted it.
Boom!
Everyone saw in mid-air, a red light ball and a red-blue light ball constantly collided, emitting a dazzling light.
In this short moment, the two have fought no less than a hundred times, but they are also ordinary attacks. None of them used all their strength. Under them are soldiers fighting between the two sides. Once they use all their strength, they will be injured a lot by mistake.
At this time, the soldiers from both sides finally began to fight. Tens of thousands of people fought fiercely. Countless soldiers who killed red-eyed rushed up crazily as if they didn't know the pain.
But he just ran out for two steps, and the expression on his face stopped in an instant. He looked down at a long knife pierced in his chest. A pair of tiger eyes were full of unwillingness, and his body slowly fell down.
For a moment, blood soared and sprinkled all over the earth, and the hot blood turned the soldiers behind them bloodthirsty again.
Seeing this magnificent scene, many students of the Magic Academy have rushed up. Several people defended each other, and countless gorgeous spiritual skills shined on the battlefield.
Zhao Tian and Duan Zhixian looked at each other, and suddenly two rapid figures rushed out like bombs.
rushed into the camp of the demon clan and killed.
Duan Zhixian transformed a huge fist in the void and flew out all the soldiers leaning against him. A series of screams came from the mouth of the demon soldiers, and his body flew out, overwhelming the demon soldiers who rushed up.
Zhao Tian's method was more decisive. The ink sword was held tightly in his hand, and a dazzling golden light appeared all over his body, like a peerless god of war. He looked majestic, and his sword shook and turned into a spirit snake flying all over the sky.
Every subtle sword light can easily take away the life of a demon soldier, and even the thick armor can't stop it.
In a short period of time, nearly 100 lives have been harvested, but there is no trace of blood on the ink sword in his hand, shining in the sunshine, as if it were newly cast.
The soldiers of the demon clan were a little scared. Looking at Zhao Tian's eyes were full of awe, and even the long knife in his hand trembled slightly.
"Ah!" A demon soldier suddenly came out from behind Zhao Tian, and a tall knife suddenly split down. The target was Zhao Tian's head.
Zhao Tian showed a trace of coldness on his face. His wrists trembled, his long sword was held back, and he didn't look at it. The sword body with golden light waved out.
A very subtle sword light cut through the air and hit the soldier without any warning.
Suddenly, the soldier's body paused, and a paper-like blood stain extended from his head to the soles of his feet.
Then at this moment, the soldier's body suddenly cracked, divided into two halves, and flew towards the two halves. A rain of blood fell from the sky and fell on the ground, quickly blending into the soil and dyed a large area of land red.
All the demon soldiers' eyes were even more panicked. They swallowed a mouthful of water with great difficulty, and their bodies unconsciously retreated.
At this moment, the surrounding air suddenly burst into a burst of **, and a magnificent force came from the void, as continuous as the waves in the sea, and like a towering mountain, indestructible!
"The younger generation is not rampant!" An old voice came, and his tone was full of anger, as if it was ringing in my ear or in a distant place.
I saw a black light in the distance, shuttled between nothingness and emptiness, and in an instant came within 30 feet in front of Zhao Tian.
"It's you!" The visitor's face suddenly changed, and a pair of narrow eyes contained a compelling light, and an unknown anger rose up in his body.
Zhao Tian was also stunned. The old man's face was thin, with long white hair, as if he were malnourished, and his face was full of wrinkles. This man was the old man who had met the devil in Fengzhou before.
Zhao Tian's eyes, which were as bright as gems, suddenly changed, and then the small pupils slowly dilated.
The old man of the light demon no longer has the original strength. First, he fought with Bai Mei, Luo Qiong and others, and was severely damaged by thunder. After using the blood star again, his strength was greatly reduced. For this reason, the strength of the old man of the light demon is still in the middle of the seven-level martial arts, neither strong nor weak.
"Kid, you did something bad to me that day, and I will take your life today!" The old man of the light demon was about to burst out of fire, as if Zhao Tian had killed his whole family, and he couldn't wait to eat Zhao Tiansheng.
Zhao Tian smiled slightly and smiled very plainly and arrogantly. If the strength of the light demon old man is still maintained in Fengcheng, Zhao Tian may be a little afraid, but now it's different. The light demon old man is just a better practitioner than the ordinary seven-level martial arts master.
Zhao Tian can easily defeat it without exerting all his strength, which is also the reason for Zhao Tianxiao.
The light demon beside him only felt that Zhao Tian's laughter was so harsh, as if he were laughing at himself.
As soon as the body turned, a strong black gas suddenly rose outside the body. With a wave of one palm, the black gas outside the body instantly condensed, turning into a huge black palm print in the air, patting Zhao Tian in the distance from the air.
It's not that the light demon hasn't thought about Zhao Tian's strength, but recalling that in Fengzhou a few months ago, Zhao Tian's strength was only a third-level martial artist. Now even if he is promoted at most, he is only a fourth-level martial artist. That's nothing in his own eyes. He can kill him by stretching out a finger.
The light demon is very confident about his attack, as if he has seen Zhao Tian smashed by his palm.
But the result is very different. Zhao Tian didn't look at the roaring giant palm. This palm was just a random blow from the old man. It looked powerful, but it was just nothing.
The upper right palm turned into a fist, and the golden streamer flowed outside its body, and finally turned into a circle of golden halo, tightly cling to the arm and punched out.
The golden fist wind was so fierce that even the demon soldiers a few feet away from Zhao Tian were affected. They only felt a powerful force pour into the body, and the meridians and organs in the body were smashed by the fierce fist in an instant, and the body fell softly.
Boom!
A series of violent impacts sounded in mid-air, and the golden wind directly tore the black palm prints until they dissipated in the air.
Zhao Tian's speed did not decrease at all, and his whole body showed a dazzling golden layer, and his golden fist waved again, but this time the target was the old light demon.
The face of the old man of Guangmo changed, and Zhao Tian's strength was not sure. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of film, which made people uncertain. Now Zhao Tian's body has a semi-circular air film before getting up, which looks like a fireball.
The more doubtful he is, the more the old man of the light demon dares not hold up. His hands are on his chest, quickly imprinted, and a series of obscure and difficult-to-understand runes jump out of his fingers, gradually concentrating on the void, gathering and not dispersing. The black gas outside its body was also rapidly approaching. With the influx of the last rune, the black fog turned into a huge black tiger in the air.
The black tiger's face is fierce, and a pair of tiger's eyes are full of brutality and viciousness, as if it will jump in front of Zhao Tian in the next second. A blood basin is full of sharp fangs, which looks very scary.
Even if it is so far away, you can still smell the bloody smell. Zhao Tianjian frowned, and the ink sword instantly appeared in his hand. He held the sword in both hands, put his palms together, and raised it high. The strong gold rose to the sky. In a blink of an eye, it has exceeded ten feet, which is several feet more than before.
The golden sword light is directly integrated into the air, falling rapidly from top to bottom, so fast that the trajectory can no longer be seen.