Seeing this, Zhang Xiaotian changed his mind, and then he understood, and his heart was stunned. The opponent wants to hurt both sides. The main reason is to delay time. When it comes back, he must be defeated. This move was really vicious, and forced himself to a dead end.
"Four martial arts, combining the four into one!" Zhang Xiaotian shouted, his whole body exploded with a terrifying aura, which suffocated many people.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaotian's iron sword was trembling, and the sword aura shook wildly around him.
In the faint, everyone seemed to see, a round of scorching sun like fire, slowly flying into the sky, endless light spilling on the earth.
The sword light is like stars, exuding shocking light, illuminating the world in all directions.
Spiritual power fluctuations are like the magnificent aura of the sea of stars. In a short time, it can be vast and boundless, and it is naturally difficult to hide from Mingye.
Since it was impossible to escape, Ming Ye moved forward bravely and fought fearlessly.
Click!
The thunder and thunder echoed the heavens and the earth, and others were like the foot of the sky, exuding the atmosphere of suppressing the heavens, waves of magic clouds traversed vastly.
"Zhen Tianyin!" Other people's seals, uniting mighty power, like a sword like a dragon, acting on their own, and directing towards Zhang Xiaotian.
"Bang, bang..." The two clashed against each other, ping-pong, and the raging waves of shocking torrents pushed in all directions.
Wherever I passed, the rocks exploded, one after another, turned into dust, the wolf forest broke, collapsed into debris, and the wasteland was constantly being washed away, like a mirror leveled.
In just a moment, the world faded, the sky was dark, the mountains and rivers were swaying, and the sound waves shocked people's eardrums.
At the center, as if it had happened, the supernova exploded, blazing to the extreme, and it was full of light when it entered the eyes.
"Chichichi~" In the end, Mingye began to fall into a disadvantage. After all, Zhang Xiaotian can explode continuously, with extraordinary combat power and physique, using his own martial arts, and his power is amazing. However, Mingye's succession is weak and the decline is obvious, one goes and the other grows, one increases and the other slows down, so that he can succeed without falling into the disadvantage.
The battle between the two is the time when one martial skill is completed and the second one is displayed. However, Mingye is not as good as Zhang Xiaotian, who has the martial arts created by himself, which can be continuously used. After all, the martial arts created by himself have a higher degree of compatibility and are naturally superior to Mingye.
He will have spiritual power to continue, and he needs a certain pause time for the release of martial arts, even if it is very short, but the master's tricks can not tolerate the slightest mistake, otherwise it will be life or death and overwhelming.
With this sword, the majestic sword qi was compressed, and it was clearly a sword power machine that was comparable to mountains and rivers. If the magic weapon was tempered countless times, it was only densely covered with a seven-foot sword.
When it swallows, it is like a poisonous snake vomiting a letter, and a dragon soars. Finally, Zhang Xiaotian waved the sword, and the sword shadow ran across the world, like a dragon and a snake traveling.
Just when Ming Ye was accumulating energy, brewing, and even starting to use the next attack method, Zhang Xiaotian's forceful attack had already arrived.
A sharp sword light passed across the sky, with nothing to stop and invincible.
Ming Ye gave a painful grunt and swiftly retreated. From his shoulder to his chest, there was a crimson blood trough. The blood was rushing, and he was almost split in half from top to bottom.
Usually, this slow attack is half a beat, which can be called a missed half move in a master match, but which is strong and weak is immediately known.
However, this is not a single player battle, Zhang Xiaotian's danger has not passed, and it can even be said that his person is on the verge of life and death at all times.
"Kill him for me!" Ming Ye shouted with a sullen face.
Before the words were over, there was already a monk approaching, this person was holding a long stalk, the sharp blade reflected, extremely sharp luster.
He turned, the blade light stirred, sharp and domineering, and directly slashed towards Zhang Xiaotian's back.
This person's long 槊 is a heavy long weapon, which is also the first reason to approach and attack Zhang Xiaotian. As for the long hair, it is like a gun but not a gun. It is longer than a gun and taller than a person.
Zhang Xiaotian raised his eyebrows, his eyes condensed slightly, his gaze was like a torch, eagerly impressed.
He turned a blind eye, and turned his palm towards the long stream. Between his palms and fingers, the thick thunder overflowed, like the palm of the sky hiding the sky thunder, with a wild aura.
"Ding!" It sounded like a metal bump, sparks splashing between the two.
This scene fell into Ming Ye's eyes, and his gaze was suddenly stagnant, and there was a chill in his heart.
He knew that the weapons in his hands, without exception, were magic weapons, and their quality was not low. Even his seniors would not dare to shake their hands so easily.
He clearly saw that his subordinates trembled, but Zhang Xiaotian was safe and sound. This was incomprehensible and shocking. The level of fear for Zhang Xiaotian was greatly increased, but the killing intent was even greater.
"If this child is not removed, it will become a major disaster!" Ming Ye secretly said, murderously.
As for the spiritual formation master Zhao Pu, lying on the side, faint and awake, can not see the opposite, otherwise I am afraid it will be even more frightened! Of course, he would definitely want to kill Zhang Xiaotian.
As for Dragon Dance, seeing this scene, immediately, his confidence increased, and his hands became even stronger. As a result, the two people who are blocking him now are in a hurry and become depressed. Their desires are obvious. It seems that in the next second, they may be completely Lose.
Before the opponent was caught off guard, Zhang Xiaotian was another thunder man who drove the billowing thunder with a fist. He roared crazily and slammed on it, hitting sharply, swaying straight, and the sound of ding-dong was endless.
In the race against time, Zhang Xiaotian stepped forward, and his two palms quickly came out like wind and thunder, like gold iron pliers, firmly holding the long blade, but no blood was seen at all.
He crossed his eyebrows and angered, with amazing strength, both hands exerted force together, the force was like a rainbow, unstoppable, he wanted to grab the long hair, wild and tyrannical.
The person was immediately furious, Chang'an trembling, and his strength increased sharply. Chang'an seemed to be driven, becoming as unshakable and unoffensive as a mountain.
Zhang Xiaotian's palm was beaten like waves of huge waves.
"Stupid!" Zhang Xiaotian sneered. A big foot slammed on the ground, a huge burst of power, and he flew forward like lightning.
With a punch, Yun Peng seemed to appear in the fist for nine days, so he went straight to him and walked away with his head and his face covered.
"Bang!" A blood-red blooming, and the sound of broken bones.
The person screamed backward, his face full of pain, hatred in his eyes, and fear.
Zhang Xiaotian didn't care about him. Oncoming three monks, either with heavy spears, eucalyptus, or long scorpions, without exception, could harvest the lives of monks in the spiritual realm.
The front light shimmering, made of mercury, is almost as sharp as it can split rocks, and of course it also includes the flesh of the spiritual cultivator. Even if Zhang Xiaotian doesn’t activate the Thunder Light Immortal Body, it’s hard to get under the sword of this class. Nothing happened.
Of course, it doesn't mean that if it is activated, it must be complete. For example, infusing a lot of spiritual power and then using strong martial arts, then in the spiritual realm, almost no one dares to pack a ticket and say that it will be accepted safely, let alone three people.
Therefore, if one fails, Zhang Xiaotian may also end in a desperate situation.