Zhao Huayang's cultivation level was obviously weaker than Xue Yizhen's. At least Xue Yizhen could catch the Sky Splitting Sword with his bare hands, but Zhao Huayang couldn't.
However, at that time, Xia Chen was only at the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, and his strength was far less than it is now. With the help of blue light powder and various magic weapons, the power he exerted was more than twice as strong. Even if Xue Yizhen was reborn now, he would never dare to use his flesh palm.
Withstand this sword.
At the same time, Xia Chen slapped his waist, and a dozen golden rolling thunderballs popped out instantly, shooting towards Zhao Huayang.
It wasn't over yet, Xia Chen raised his left foot at the same time and kicked it out with all his strength. The moment his toe was raised, it was like he had kicked a rolling thunder, making a deafening explosion, and a huge thunder actually bloomed from his toe.
It came out and instantly enveloped the space where the two of them were.
The low-grade magic weapon Thunder Boots! I don’t know when, Xia Chen’s feet were replaced by Thunder Boots, which can produce tyrannical thunder with her feet.
Three kills in one hit!
Zhao Huayang's expression changed again. He was just about to take a breath, but he didn't expect Xia Chen's attack to be so fast and cruel, leaving no room for turning. Moreover, this was not a fight, it was just desperate.
Apart from anything else, if all the rolling thunderballs exploded at such a close distance, Xia Chen would be shattered to pieces. Even if he didn't die, he would still be seriously injured. Is this junior crazy?
Although he wanted to kill Xia Chen, it would not include dying together. Just in this flash of lightning, Xia Chen's fierce determination had already made Zhao Huayang terrified.
He shouted loudly, not caring about the damage to his face, and strode back. His innate energy shook his arms. They formed two invisible giant shields in the air, resisting the incomparable sword light of the Sky Splitting Sword.
Amidst the roar and explosion, the sword light made a loud sound as it struck the thick steel. The powerful force made both of them pause. Only the thunder bead had no impact at all, and it still ejected at an extremely fast speed.
The lightning flashed down fiercely, shrouding Xia Chen and Zhao Huayang in it, and the powerful current passed through every tiny space without any hindrance, leaving no room for dodge at all, and even greatly hindered Zhao Huayang's retreat speed.
This thunderbolt was an indiscriminate attack. Zhao Huayang and Xia Chen were both attacked in the same way. Xia Chen did not hesitate to let himself be hit hard. He also wanted to forcefully hold Zhao Huayang back, obviously wanting to detonate the most powerful thunder bead.
A huge sense of crisis arose in Zhao Huayang's heart. He roared angrily. He never imagined that Xia Chen would be forced into a life-or-death situation just by meeting him. How could this be possible?
Even though he was also a monk of the first level of magical power, he had experienced many duels, but he had never been so embarrassed. I am afraid no one would believe him if he told me. A junior born in the world could actually force him to such an extent, but it really happened.
Zhao Huayang's body trembled violently, and he no longer bothered to use his innate energy to protect his whole body. Instead, most of it was condensed into his fingertips, and all the thunder beads that were about to fly in front of him were instantly deflected away.
The explosive point of the thunder bead is very low, and it will explode if the force is not controlled well. Therefore, Zhao Huayang used skillful energy every time. This also made it impossible for him to calmly protect his whole body with the innate energy.
With a rumble, a total of eighteen thunder beads flew into the night sky a hundred feet away, and then exploded one after another, like a super grand fireworks display.
The blazing electric current hit his body without the protection of Gangqi mercilessly, and countless electric arcs suddenly flashed out. Zhao Huayang groaned, and could only resist the power of the magic weapon with the physical body of a magical monk who had practiced hard.
The power of this arc is not fatal. Of course, it is only for magical monks. When it hits Zhao Huayang, it is still as painful as a needle prick.
What's even more terrible is that the wound that was injured by the explosive thunder bead had been suppressed by him, but when it was attracted by the lightning, it immediately erupted again, and the blood spattered everywhere, but the injury became more serious.
Xia Chen, on the other hand, was like a gangrene attached to his bones. He used his lightning boots almost as dance shoes for dancing. Every time he flew his feet, he would bring out large swaths of terrifying lightning.
His right hand was not idle either. He swung the Sky-Splitting Sword and struck countless blows. The dazzling sword light was like endless waves, coming in crazily, one after another, endless.
Under the shower of lightning, his whole body emitted a dazzling light, and the electric arc fell on the light blue clothes on his body. Instead of releasing the high temperature to destroy it, it seemed to be absorbed into it, quietly lurking, only
Occasionally, weak electric sparks flashed on the surface of the clothes.
The low-grade magic weapon, the Thunder-Resisting Treasure Clothes, can not only withstand defenses more than five times its own ultimate strength, but is also almost completely immune to the power of thunder and lightning.
Of course, Xia Chen would not be stupid enough to do something stupid that would injure the enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred. Long before using the lightning boots, he had already thought about wearing this treasured garment. Now, even if he is walking in lightning,
Also safe and sound.
As for the thunder bead, it was indeed a bit risky, but Xia Chen was sure that Zhao Huayang would never die with him. Even if he was hit by lightning, he had to eliminate this biggest threat invisible. Sure enough, he was right.
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Moreover, he has a Linlang belt around his waist. In a small space, he can turn so flexibly that he can almost catch up with a first-level magical monk. However, Zhao Huayang was trapped by lightning and his movements were greatly hindered, so he was always entangled with him.
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After a while, Zhao Huayang regained his innate energy and protected his body, thus avoiding the pain of the thunderous chop.
At this time, he saw clearly that Xia Chen had already put on a treasured garment. No wonder he could fight with him without fear of thunder. Thinking of the painful experience of being hit by an arc just now, he couldn't help but go crazy with anger.
This *** is simply a human-shaped magic weapon. He wears treasure clothes, boots, and a magic belt. He holds a sword in his hand, and has perverted things like thunder beads. He is barely armed to the teeth.
Zhao Huayang was really angry in his heart. Even though he was covered with magical weapons, Xia Chen was still a junior after all. He actually attacked him twice in a row, almost making him hate him on the spot. It was really a shame and a great humiliation for the magical monk to be forced to this extent by the acquired monk.
His face was livid, he raised his hand and waved it down, and the innate fire spurted out again, filling the whole place in an instant. The thunder light was swept away immediately, the terrifying high temperature bloomed, and the space within dozens of feet was suddenly filled with lotus-like earth.
The flames forced Xia Chen to retreat.
He was just forced too hastily. As long as he could take a breath, the terrifying strength of the magical monk was immediately revealed. The two large shields of Gangqi were slashed countless times by the Sky Splitting Sword, and sparks shot out, but they could not be broken.
Xia Chen's pressure suddenly increased. Although he relied on magic weapons all over his body and was only injured in the first blow, once Zhao Huayang counterattacked strongly, the gap in cultivation was immediately apparent.
The innate fire is no joke. Even if he had the thunder-controlling treasured clothes, Xia Chen would not dare to be touched by a flame. Even if the treasured clothes could block the flames, he would not be able to withstand the high temperature coming through.
The Sky-Splitting Sword made a hissing sound, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, constantly slashing away the innate flames. However, the power contained in this flame was extremely amazing. Every time it slashed, Xia Chen's energy and blood surged, and he felt like he wanted to vomit blood.
So sad.
Zhao Huayang's face was cold, and the innate fire in his hand surged more and more, becoming stronger and stronger. In a moment, it turned into a fire net, wrapping Xia Chen inside.
Although he was extremely angry, Zhao Huayang couldn't help but admire him. Although he mainly relied on the power of the magic weapon, Xia Chen, as an acquired monk, had such strong cultivation and high potential that he had never seen before in his life.
Ordinary people in the tenth level of the day after tomorrow couldn't even meet him. It was a miracle that Xia Chen could do this.
This Ancient Yuan Holy Physique is indeed much stronger than Yan Bing. If he is allowed to be his disciple... Zhao Huayang suddenly had the idea of cherishing his talent, but he immediately put out this unreliable idea. Even if he wanted to,
Xia Chen couldn't agree.
What should he do if he cannot be his disciple and is a serious threat? Of course, kill him without hesitation. Zhao Huayang looked at Xia Chen who was struggling in the innate fire, sneered, and struck out with his left and right hands at the same time.
Four invisible and powerful chains of innate energy were handed out silently, and instantly wrapped around Xia Chen's wrists and ankles. With a pull, he was immediately lifted up.
The innate fire that filled the sky suddenly retracted and instantly retracted into his hand, turning into a straight burning torch, illuminating the face of Xia Chen who was imprisoned in the air.
Xia Chen's hand still tightly grasped the Sky Splitting Sword, and the powerful Qi penetrated his limbs. He struggled with all his strength. The Qi made a clanging sound in the air, and even the real iron chain would turn into iron filings without any suspense.
, but still can't break free from this incomparably powerful chain of Gangqi.
"The tragedy of the mouse is that no matter how hard it struggles, it's all in vain. You did a great job, but it's a pity that you still have to die in the end." Zhao Huayang said calmly, raised his hand, and the torch in his hand suddenly turned into a fist-sized fireball, heading toward
Summer dust shoots out.
This is the concentration of the innate fire in the whole scene. If it hits Xia Chen, even if he has the treasure clothes, he will be turned into ashes without any suspense.
"The life of a mouse is always very tenacious, but it doesn't die so easily!" Xia Chen suddenly let out a cry, shrank his hands and feet, and suddenly broke away from the chain of innate energy. At the critical moment, he avoided the ball of innate energy fire, and then
Wielding the dazzling sword light, he stabbed straight down at Zhao Huayang on the ground.
"What, you can break free from the chain of my innate Gang Qi, how is this possible?" Zhao Huayang cried out, he was extremely surprised. The innate Gang Qi is extremely strong, and it is impossible to break it without reaching the realm of supernatural power. What on earth is going on?
thing?
But there was no time for him to find the answer. The cold sword light came to his eyes in an instant, covering his whole body like rain.
Although Zhao Huayang was surprised, he was not panicked. He shouted loudly, swung his left and right fists sideways at the same time, and used his tyrannical innate energy to strike hard with the Sky-Splitting Sword.
Amidst the rumbling sound, Xia Chen spurted blood from his mouth, flew out, and resisted the supernatural cultivator, just hitting the stone with an egg.
Zhao Huayang looked at him coldly, stretched out his hand to grab Xia Chen, and Xia Chen's body that was flying backwards stopped instantly, and then quickly flew back again, and was held in Zhao Huayang's hand.
"Die." Zhao Huayang raised his fist and smashed it down hard. Since the gang energy chain couldn't trap this junior, he didn't believe that even his own fist couldn't hit Xia Chen to death. (Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated. quick!