Chapter 32 Rizhao God Fist Next
"Wow--"
The quiet and quiet mountains at the previous moment suddenly became windy and the sky was dark. Tens of thousands of black flying stones covered the sky and covered the sun like a violent tide of anger, pouring up the cliff from east to west towards Chu Tian and Xin Taiji.
Every black stone is about the size of a fist, dense as a locust, but it seems to have long eyes to avoid the trees in the mountains, like a tsunami rolled around the deafening rumble of thunder.
If you look down from a high altitude, they are like boundless black tides, bulging between heaven and earth is enough to destroy all existence.
Chu Tian and Xin Taiji were shocked. In front of the surging black stone frenzy, they were as small as two ants.
Is it to stop fighting to avoid the Kuroshio, or is it not to die?
At the same time, both of them were making difficult choices in their hearts, and they both expected each other to shrink first.
But soon Chu Tian and Xin Taiji understood one thing from each other's eyes: it was impossible to give in!
This is like the white-hot stage of the two armies fighting until the bayonet is red, and the sudden retreat of either side may cause a collapse. No one wants to hope for the kindness and generousness of the enemy and hand over their lives into the hands of others.
Therefore, we can only fight to the death and try to kill each other before the black tide comes!
Xin Taiji roared, and the purple flames all over his body burned Zhenyuan, injecting the rich vitality into the Liumei sword.
The light of Liu Meijian's sword soared, and suddenly differentiated into two real sword shadows, and the silver light broke through the sky!
Chu Tian's figure was engulfed by the violent light and shadow of Liu Meijian in an instant. In a sense, his opponents are no longer one but three Xin Taiji.
In order to fight quickly and retreat, Xin Taiji finally displayed his killer mace: three-part world!
Chu Tian had to retreat completely, and there was no panic in his heart.
He knew that the more fierce Xin Taiji's "three-point world" attack was, the more severe the loss of Zhenyuan would be, and the less lasting it would be.
But Xin Taiji's gambling-style wild attack is extraordinary after all. The three swords are flickering and unpredictable, and all of them are intertwined with an impenetrable death blockade line before and after Chu Tian.
Xin Taiji is already difficult to get off, and he feels that the Zhenyuan in Dantian is constantly consuming.
One year, two years, three years... He has to count the future years of hard work to restore his vitality.
"Puff, poo!" Chu Tian's left leg and right rib were sworded one after another, but he gritted his teeth and didn't move like a mountain seal.
His figure stretched to the extreme in the willow eyebrow sword net, and he dodged in a style of sinking fish and falling geese, trying to avoid the pervasive killing moves of Xin Taiji. But after all, such a passive beating is not a long-term plan, let alone let the opponent let go of the fierce attack without scruples, otherwise you will sooner or later become a dead soul under the Liu Mei sword.
Chu Tian patiently looked for an opportunity to counterattack. Suddenly, Cangyun Yuanchen's sword came out like thousands of troops and horses, sweeping the left waist of Xin Taiji.
Xin Taiji didn't seem to expect that Chu Tian could still have a terrible counterattack power at this time. The three willow eyebrows could not be saved, so he could only withdraw and fly back.
However, behind him was the standing cliff, which was cut off in an instant.
Not only did Zhixin Taiji's face not show any panic, but also showed a gloomy smile.
Not good, it's a trick!
The idea flashed in Chu Tian's mind, and Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword and angry cloud rolled across the black robe of Xin Taiji.
Xin Taiji's figure came out of his robe and disappeared into Chu Tian's vision.
"Keng!" The black robe was broken inch by inch, and Cangyun Yuanchen hit the cliff and suddenly bounced up.
So far, each of the two sides used this cliff to calculate their opponents once and made an exchange of life and death.
Chu Tian was desperate to urge him to move like a mountain seal, and Fandu's magic spirit unreservedly supported the golden peak to cover his whole body.
"Ding Ding Ding!" Xin Taiji's figure appeared behind Chu Tian like a ghost. The three willow-browed sword shadows pierced like a mountain seal, and immediately encountered tenacious resistance.
Every point forward, the sword front consumes a lot of vitality of Xin Taiji, and the speed is constantly slowing down.
"Puff!" Even so, Liu Mei's sword shadow still penetrated the protection that did not move like a mountain seal and plunged into the back of Chu Tian.
It's just that the three sword shadows have become the end of the strong crossbow, and they have not been able to hit Chu Tian as hard as they wish.
Just as Xin Taiji was preparing to urge Zhenyuan's complete result of Chu Tian again, he saw the snow wave dancing wildly in front of him, and the Cangyun Yuanchen sword rolled back to him with the power of rebound.
Turn back to the shore!
Xin Taiji's pupil contracted. It must be decided whether to pay the price of a left arm to kill Chu Tian to end the most difficult battle in his life, or to retreat from the front.
At this time, the surrounding world became dark, and the storm swept over countless black stones and attacked the two people, one of which was shooting at the head of Xin Taiji.
Xin Taiji's eyes darkened, and there was a reluctant and helpless hum in his throat.
"Bum!" His left palm smashed the black stone, and the two willow eyebrows and sword shadows were suddenly recycled.
In order to kill Chu Tian, he has burned Zhenyuan for nearly five years. This means that my skills will be greatly reduced for a long time in the future, and I can no longer afford any loss.
At the same time, he also understood that he had lost the best opportunity to kill Chu Tian. At least in the immediate situation, it was impossible to succeed, and he had the idea of retreating.
However, Ling Xin Taiji unexpectedly, Chu Tian turned his body sideways, and Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword came straight!
Worse!
Xin Taiji's heart was stunned and realized that he had made a big mistake.
"Bum bang bang!" The flying stones that danced all over the sky bounced down one after another, causing no damage to Chu Tian, and launched a Jedi counterattack to Xin Taiji!
The offensive and defensive situation suddenly reversed. While dodging the roaring flying stone, Xin Taiji struggled to resist the fierce attack of Cangyun Yuanchen's sword like an angry lion, which immediately seemed difficult to take care of both left and right.
Now it's his turn to be forced to take the defensive. Liu Meijian fully recovers himself step by step, not seeking merit but no wrong.
I saw the wind and clouds changing color and the rocks flying, and the two figures fought to the death in front of the cliff.
Chu Tian's spiritual platform is like a bright moon shining on the river, and there is a quiet world in the magnificent waves.
He couldn't help but find out in surprise that the endless black stones were not as chaotic as they thought. In the dark, they all had their own tracks, and there seemed to be a force to pinch it together.
What's the reason for this?
The more Chu Tian paid attention to these flying stones, the stronger the surprise in his heart.
He even forgot that he was still fighting for life and death, and he understood the changes in the line and angle of each rock flying.
If Xin Taiji's fighting spirit was not frustrated and tired of dealing with the stone attack, it would have been Chu Tian who would suffer a big loss in this way.
But Xin Taiji still felt the change of Chu Tian. The offensive of Cangyun Yuanchen Sword gradually slowed down, and his pressure was light. If he tries his best to withdraw at this time, Chu Tian may not be careless or forced to stay.
But human beings are always the strangest and most unpredictable animals.
When you get through the crisis for the time being, your mentality will always change, hoping to get more. What's more, Xin Taiji has paid a heavy price, and he is really unwilling to return empty-handed.
Seeing that Chu Tian's expression was unremitable, he couldn't help but be happy.
After all, God took care of himself. After losing one chance, he gave him a second time.
He gritted his teeth to stimulate Zhenyuan, and once again displayed the unique skill of "three division of the world". The Liu Mei sword stabbed Chu Tian like a spiritual snake!
"Ding Ding Ding!" Cangyun Yuanchen's sword almost unconsciously blocked several swords, and finally revealed its flaws.
"Puff!" Chu Tian's left rib sword, fortunately, thanks to the protection of the mountain seal, this sword did not hurt the key.
The severe pain from the ribs made Chu Tian's heart immersed in the state of selflessness suddenly stimulated by external forces. In a trance, the light flashed, and countless flying stones converged into the sea in his heart, forming a complete picture!
His heart was like a wild horse breaking through the pass. He saw the endless grassland in front of him, releasing an indescribable pleasure of relaxation, and couldn't help roaring!
He actually raised his arm and flew out of the Cangyun Yuanchen sword. Regardless of the Liumei sword shadow that was still inserted in the left rib, he punched it out by mistake.
Is this boy crazy?
Xin Taiji was surprised to think of the fists shot by Chu Tian by manipulating Liu Mei's sword shadow.
"Bum bang!" The sword was like Jinghong's fist, and Xin Taiji easily solved Chu Tian's attack.
However, no one expected that Chu Tian suddenly bowed his head and turned into another huge and incoherent iron fist to hit Xin Taiji.
"Bum!" Xin Taiji was caught off guard, his chest was hit tightly, and his body flew back and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
Chu Tian's eyes were also dark, and his head was dizzy for a moment without distinguishing from the southeast and northwest.
As the name implies, this is the ninth type of Rizhao God Fist - the dark day!
Xin Taiji was shocked and envious. He couldn't help asking himself: If he hadn't accepted the task of assassinating Chu Tian, and he had fully understood the true meaning of Rizhao's Fist like this boy, how much could he gain at this moment?
He split the flying rocks with his sword, and his figure kept flying back, ready to go far away.
Suddenly, a very uncomfortable feeling surged in his heart. He hurriedly condensed the spiritual platform and saw a bunch of electric light wrapped in the chaotic flying stones like flying immortals, coming from behind.
Xin Taiji was secretly shocked and urged three willow eyebrows and sword shadows to turn around to resist.
But it didn't wait for the sword to form. Cangyun Yuanchen's sword had been killed in a thunderous manner, like an unstoppable torrent that scattered the silver sword and penetrated his chest.
"Puff!" Jianfeng came out of Xin Taiji's back. His body shook and he wanted to make the last struggle.
Unexpectedly, a terrible devouring power suddenly gushed out from the Cangyun Yuanchen sword, like thousands of poisonous snakes drilling into his meridians to suck blood.
Xin Taiji roared desperately and raised his left hand to try to pull out the Cangyun Yuanchen sword. However, the power in his body flew away, and his hand could only pull out the poor three inches several times.
Cangyun's sword body suddenly turned red, swallowed the blood from Xin Taiji's body rudely, and transferred it to Yuanchen Baozhu for refining and storage.
Yuanchen Baozhu cheered and further stimulated the gas to swallow like a tiger seal to seize the blood accumulated by Xin Taiji for many years.
"Papa!" Pieces of flying stone caves penetrated Xin Taiji's body and completely pushed him down the abyss of death.
Xin Taiji's flesh and blood finally couldn't withstand the continuous heavy blows. It burst in the roar of the flying stone and turned into a day's blood mist.
Chu Tian coldly watched the flying blood fog being sucked away by Yuanchen's jewels, and then raised his hand to recall the sword.
A big war has come to an end.