Chapter 60 Against the Strongman of Tianwu Continent

In Qingning Town, on the street, a man was full of banditry, angry, his face was fierce and ferocious. A long blood-drinking knife on his back exuded a murderous atmosphere. The tiger tattoo on his chest showed his courage, and half of his advanced strength overwhelmed everyone.

"Are you the horse boy who killed my brother?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if to spit out flames. Looking at Fan Tian's face, he was ferocious and terrible. However, Fan Tian was not affected by the other party's breath at all. A faint purple-gold light flowed on the surface of his body, and his eyes looking at the other party were full of laziness.

"You're talking about the thin scar in the cottage, right? I killed it, that's right!" Fan Tian's voice was faint, as if it was not a person but an ant slaughtered, but for him, who had experienced millions of wars, killing an individual was really not worth mentioning. Of course, his careless expression angered the other party even more.

"Okay, okay, since you have admitted it, use your blood to pay tribute to my brother today!" The second head of the cottage had pulled out the long blood-drinking knife behind him while talking, and the breath on his body suddenly broke out and was about to kill Fan Tian. However, he seemed to forget that there was a powerful existence here.

"Have you forgotten that you are not allowed to use force in Qingning Town!" The voice was not angry and powerful, and suddenly came from the depths of the city's mansion. Although this breath did not have any spiritual fluctuations, at this moment, Fan Tian felt an irresistible force, and his whole body was difficult to move. The second master who took the lead on the opposite side was shocked by the sound and his face was pale.

"I'm sorry, Lord, I just lost my temper and will leave!" Instead of anger, the second master showed a trace of fear on his face, bowed deeply to the city lord, and then looked at Fan Tian fiercely.

"Do you dare to live and die?"

"Naturally!" Fan Tian was not afraid of color and walked out of the city in the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Who is this teenager? Unexpectedly, he dares to accept the challenge of the second head of Qianfangzhai. You should know that the second head has stepped into a high-level existence with half his foot. With his little child, he is simply looking for death!"

"Yes, his age will not exceed 20 years old. Even if he practices in his mother's womb, he can't surpass the other party!" The masses talked a lot, but many people followed out with the mentality of watching the excitement to see how the teenager who provoked the second head of Qianfangzhai died. Although everyone hoped that it was the bandit who died, due to the ** power of the other party, no one dared to show their real mentality.

Outside Qingning Town, Fan Tian stood on the scorched earth with a long stick. The soil here was slightly red. It was the blood left by the deceased who often fought red. The second head looked at Fan Tian's eyes were always uncertain, because he could not judge Fan Tian's real strength from beginning to end. Because of the secret of all beasts, few people could feel the breath in his body.

"Kid, if you join our cottage now, I can let you go today, and you won't blame the past!" The second head thought about him. He is not a fool. He is a martial artist who can kill his brother with one move, at least at the same level as him. If he can be deceived into the cottage and wait until the big head pulls back, everything can be solved.

"Bullshit!" No one is a fool. If you kill the other party's brother, you can still get along with him. Naturally, Fan Tian will not be stupid here, and he is not interested in it. The two words almost made the other party collapse. Even the onlookers couldn't help laughing, and the second head of the family has become a pig liver.

"Then you will die!" The blood-drinking knife waved out, and the ferocious eyes came up as killers and deadly moves. The bandits are not the kind of tricks of Xiao Yun. They live on the knife all day long, and their actual combat experience is incomparable to others. Fan Tian didn't care. Naturally, it was just an appearance. In the face of the murderous spirit of a long knife coming from drinking blood, his eyes were full of solemnity.

Fan Tian, who only has a black iron stick, can only make do with it, and he is not vulnerable under the pouring of the source force. The other party's blood-drinking knife hit the black iron stick fiercely. A force that was not weak at all made Fan Tianhu's mouth numb.

"It's really not a joke to step into the high level with half a foot!" Fan Tian grinned. Although his physical strength was no less than that of any senior soul master, he still had no advantage in the face of this bandit who lived on the edge of the knife.

"Kad, there are really two brushes, but this strength is not enough!" For the first test, he has felt Fan Tian's strength and has not broken through the advanced level. Since he has not broken through the advanced level, he believes that his strength is more than enough to clean up a hairy boy with comparable strength.

"It's not enough to say!" Although Fan Tian's eyes are solemn, he has not yet reached the point of fear. Although the other party has stepped into the advanced level with half a foot, it is obviously not yet to reach the level of the beast Huayu. At most, he is a person who has just stepped into half a step of advanced level. Moreover, although Fan Tian has gone through many training, although his strength is still intermediate level, his accumulation can be used with fear. To describe it as scary, so it is not without the power of war.

rumbling

Under the confrontation between the two masters, the spiritual power around him began to become disordered. Fan Tian did not immediately release his martial soul, because his skills were completely different from here, and he was likely to cause ** and bring unnecessary trouble to himself.

"Drink blood and burst!" The opposite second leader's spiritual power suddenly increased, and the blood-drinking knife in his hand burst into bleeding red light, and a hundred feet of red knife gas fell from the sky, as if cutting the nine heavens in half. Fan Tian's face was solemn, and the void seal swam down. His bronze body produced layers of phantoms, sticking to the other party's knife light. At the same time, he evolved the cracking mountain stick method in his hand. A character condensed in the void, the aura between the weather surged crazily, and a giant stick appeared in front of people.

"One stick to split the world!" Avoiding the attack of the other party, Fan Tian stepped on the empty seal, stepped into the air, and the giant fell from the sky and bombarded the other party. In the face of violent pressure, the second head's face suddenly changed, and the long knife in his hand was constantly transforming. The tiger tattoo on his chest actually burst into a strange light. With the cooperation of the knife method, a red-blooded tiger turned into a fierce tiger in the void.

"Drink blood and hunt tigers!" In the fierce eyes of the other party, a red-blooded tiger stepped across the void and met the giant stick. At the moment when the red-blooded tiger appeared, the crowd below became restless.

"Who is this young man? Unexpectedly, he forced the second head to use his own stunt, and the tiger soul turned into a blood knife.

"Yes, this young man is proud to be able to use the tiger soul blood knife. He died here today. It's a pity. If it takes a few years, he will definitely help us get rid of this damage!" The crowd muttered in a low voice, but the voice was not loud, for fear of offending the second master on the field and being silenced later. However, the two people in the battle obviously did not have the intention to pay attention to others, because the situation on the field has changed again.

Boom

There was a violent collision between the blood tiger and the giant engine in the air. The deafening sound almost injured some weak onlookers nearby. Fan Tian and the second head had blood at the same time, and obviously suffered minor injuries.

"I didn't expect you to catch my tiger soul blood knife!" The two people's eyes looking at Fan Tian are already full of solemnity. He has understood that the strength of the teenager in front of him is no less than that of him. Today, if he is not careful, he may overturn the ditch. Fan Tian also dared not be careless. This is the most powerful enemy he has ever fought head-on against, and he has to treat it carefully.

"You are indeed better than that skinny man!" Fan Tian has no doubt that no matter what the character of the other party is, the strength in his hand is indeed worthy of his serious treatment. The purple gold vortex in the body is operating crazily, and the martial soul above has opened its eyes. Although Fan Tian did not let it stand above his head, he can also use powerful beast soul fusion skills.

"If you can take this move, then I will admit defeat today!" Suddenly, the spiritual power of the second head's body*, his blood-drinking knife buzzed and roared. It was actually a spiritual weapon. The tiger head tattoo on his chest flew out of his body and integrated into the knife. At the same time, an indescribable blood gas came to his face.

"The second master is going to use his box bottom skill. It is said that all the tricks he has reported to the hell. I really don't know if this young man can withstand it. I really hope he will destroy this scourge." I don't know who made the sound, which spread to the whole crowd, and did not shy away from the second owner on the field, and the other party almost vomited blood when he heard it.

"When I clean up the boy in front of me, I will go down and kill you!" Second, the eyes of the headman breathe fire, and no one has ever dared to say this to his face.

"Are you so confident that you can kill me?" Fan Tian's eyes have turned purple-gold, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth is constantly gathering to the palm of his hand. The breath of terror and destruction permeates the world. After the baptism of the holy spring, Fan Tian has initially mastered the true meaning of darkness and destruction. The purple-gold right hand is like a dark vortex, as if to devour everything. Looking at Fan Tian's gradually strong breath, the second head of the opposite knew that he could not delay any longer.

The moment the sound of "Red Tiger Hell" roared, a huge tiger's head flew from the knife. This time, there was only a tiger's head and no torso, because behind the tiger was not the body, but a blood-red world, like purgatory, crossing the sky. All the onlookers felt a fear from hell, only Fan Tian was indifferent and motionless, and his four-finger purple and golden claws floated out.

"Hand of Destruction!" The destruction hand came out, the heaven and the earth changed, the underworld gave way, and the angel folded his waist. This is the new name given to Fan Tian for his beast soul skill, because it is no longer a simple beast soul fusion skill, but a claw with a breath of destruction. It is no longer a martial soul, but destruction.

Rumble

Destruction went to hell, and the giant claws met the red tiger. The hand of destruction in the void was like an endless vortex, devouring all the power around him. The hell kept struggling. The red tiger continued to roar and still did not escape the fate of destruction. The eyes of the second leader were full of unwillingness. He couldn't believe that he was defeated in a hair. In the boy's hand, but the destruction did not call his thoughts and devoured his body, leaving only a ring in Fan Tian's hand.

"Oh, I'm rich again!" Trying to calm down his wounds, Fan Tian walked to the town, and at this moment, a voice broke into his mind.

"After recovering from the injury, come to the city master's mansion to talk about it!" Hearing this sound, Fan Tian's face suddenly changed. Although he tried his best to hide it, he was still seen by someone with intention.