Chapter 415 Battle of Lubatian

The strength of the middle-aged man is much worse than when the golden demon won. Zhao Tian is not worried, but Zhao Tian can't see through the old man. It seems that everything is an old man who belongs to dust, but he appears here, and his body is like an ordinary human atmosphere, which is so ordinary, which makes Zhao Tian's eyebrows frowned even tighter.

"Old man, you didn't get enough last time, did you?" Zhao Tian was not afraid of the three people at all. If he retreated, the whole city would be over. No matter what he did, he had to fight. When he reached the seventh-level martial artist, the red armor rune on Zhao Tian's arm was also getting clearer and clearer. The only thing that didn't work was the Xuanyuan sword in the center of his eyebrows.

Originally, with the help of Xuan Yuanling's strength, it could still be summoned, but when it arrived here, with the weakening of the inheritance power, it could not even feel the ontology, let alone use it.

"Hmm! Huang Mao, don't be rampant. How dare you destroy my purgatory space? You will definitely die today!" When it comes to the pain of the golden devil, the golden devil suddenly became angry, and the blood outside the body also became irregular and said angrily.

"Lao Jin, why are you angry for a child who is not yet complete? Let me teach him a lesson for you!" At this time, the middle-aged man standing beside him looked at Zhao Tian with a disdainful face, and his voice was full of jokes.

When Jin Mo heard the middle-aged man's words, his eyes flashed slightly: "Lu Batian, this son is not simple. You need to be treated carefully to avoid losses!"

"Don't worry, I have my own proportion!" This person is Lu Batian, who killed Cao Wu with the Golden Devil. He is also in the realm of a nine-level martial arts master, but in terms of real strength, he is far inferior to the Golden Devil.

But seeing that the other party is just a teenager, although his strength is not very clear, even if the teenager is allowed to practice from birth, it is impossible to be very strong.

Lu Batian didn't know the battle between Zhao Tian and the Golden Devil. I don't think so if he knew it.

The strong blood color suddenly rose from its body, like a river of blood, covering the world. In an in an insudual moment, most of the space was shrouded. With a palm, the bloody palm print drew a clear palm print in the blood color of the sky. The palm print was so strong that the surrounding air was blown up one by one.

"Hmm, arrogant!" Zhao Tian didn't take Lu Batian in his eyes at all. If his realm was still a six-level martial artist, there may be a big gap with Lu Batian, but now he has successfully entered the seven-level martial arts.

Although its own attack strength has not been increased by several layers, its aura capacity and defense have been greatly improved. If it can reach the realm of the eighth-level martial arts and condense the fourth spiritual bead, the attack power will become stronger.

With one palm, the golden brilliance is like a light wave, fan-shaped and direct. At the same time, Zhao Tian's whole body emits a pale golden luster, and there seems to be mercury flowing under the skin outside the body, which is crystal dazzling.

The fists suddenly burst out and collided with the attacking palm.

bang...

A loud sound came, and the golden fist wind and bloody palms escaped in the air and finally disappeared into the air.

Lu Batian suddenly retreated hundreds of steps, and his majestic face showed incredible surprise, leaving a series of deep footprints on the land outside the city.

Zhao Tian did not move, stirring up the wind, and even the sleeves of the former did not blow up. His hands were slightly withdrawn, and his handsome face was indifferent, as if all this was expected.

"Haha, Brother Zhao Tian is really powerful. He repelled the demon people dozens of meters with one punch. Let's see what they are arrogant about!" The college student who was watching saw Zhao Tian's punch to repel Lu Batian, his face was happy and laughed loudly.

"That's right, Brother Zhao Tian is there. Let's see how the demon clan can take down the city of Hunluo!"

"I didn't expect this guy's strength to improve so much. It seems that he has left us far behind and didn't even give us a chance to chase him!" Xu Da looked at Zhao Tian's arrogant body and sighed.

"You can't do it yet. If you don't show some real strength, you can die!" Zhao Tian looked at Lu Batian, who was still in shock, and said coldly.

"Damn! You have angered me. Bear the mistakes you have made!" Lu Batian laughed angrily and stepped on the ground fiercely. Suddenly, the whole earth under his feet was sunken and cracked, and his whole body rose up with this impact.

The bloody light suddenly was like a flood, surging and magnificent, and suddenly burst out of its body, covering Zhao Tian's position in an instant with a strong bloody atmosphere.

Zhao Tian showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and there was still a lot of blood-colored aura in his body, which was much stronger than theirs, which were not enough to make him eye-catching.

"Go, with my blood, turn the demons all over the sky and eat the body!"

With the completion of Lu Batian's soft chanting, the blood that covered the sun and the moon suddenly changed, and the sound of tens of millions of ants crawling again sounded from the bloody aura.

At this time, there was also a throbbling in the bloody aura, as if there were countless things that wanted to break the ground.

Zhao Tian's face moved slightly, and it was the first time he saw such a strange scene. The ink sword appeared in his hand in an instant, gently holding the hilt of the sword with his chest, and then slowly raised above his head. A golden aura sparkled and rushed straight to the sky like substance.

Wherever passed, countless air was strangled into nothingness in an instant, condensing into a golden sword spirit with a size of more than ten feet in midair. The sword spirit was unparalleled, and the subtle golden luster was constantly surrounded by it, like a peerless sword, extremely gorgeous.

"Sword Shadow Type 1, Royal Sword Cut!"

Zhao Tian shouted softly, and the hilt of the sword in his hands suddenly fell, and the target pointed straight to Lu Batian in the center of blood.

The powerful sword spirit changes the air everywhere, rendering a faint layer of gold, directly compressing the space in front of it into a vacuum and falling rapidly.

hong hong...

Three consecutive violent collisions made the land outside the mixed city tremble twice. The pit left by the original war with the Golden Devil has not been completely filled, but now it has been attacked again and becomes more uneven.

Under the sound, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and countless pieces of soil rose to the sky, mixed with the two kinds of red and gold gas, shooting out in all directions. The speed was as fast as lightning, and the power made everyone's faces change, and they hurriedly transport their aura to resist.

When the stone shot at the old man, it reached a few feet in front of him, as if it had touched the energy of the body, burst one after another, turned into nothingness, and disappeared into the air.

When the smoke completely fell, everyone saw clearly that Zhao Tian was still the original appearance, but in the position of his right arm, the whole sleeve turned into debris, revealing the jasper-like skin, emitting a faint jasper luster, and suddenly looked beautiful.

However, Lu Batian's body smashed a deep pit on the ground. His clothes were broken, his face was pale, and his chest was obviously concave. Blood kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth, mixed with many broken internal organs.

The gap is obvious. Everyone took a deep breath. Unexpectedly, Zhao Tian's strength would be so strong that it was so easy to injure a nine-level martial artist. Isn't his own strength...

A very horrible word came out of everyone's mind, but it quickly suppressed the idea.

In fact, Zhao Tian also took advantage of his rich close combat ability and heavenly footwork. His strength itself reached hundreds of thousands, and even if Lu Batian exerted the strength of his whole body, it was only 100,000, and he could not compete with Zhao Tian at all.

Zhao Tian's figure only shook slightly. Almost at the same time, his body turned into a long golden rainbow and shot out of his hand. Circles of golden ripples rippled around like water, shaking away the air around him and pressing the seriously injured Lu Batian away.

"Hmm! Junior, now that you have won, how can you kill all of them? Is there no one to bully my demon clan? Just as Zhao Tian's sword front was about to approach Lu Batian, an unusually hoarse voice seemed to come from the void, so illusory, and as if it were the ancient bell of dawn, dull and shocking.