Moreover, the entire street became extremely quiet, and everyone was surprised by Zhao Long.
However, Liu Tian snorted coldly: "Isn't it just a high-level sword skill in the heavenly level?"
So what? If you kill Zhang Yu today, I will never let you go, "Take your life!"
Before he finished speaking, Liu Tian rushed up, and his posture seemed to be like he would not give up until he took Zhao Long's life.
Facing Liu Tian's strong attack, Zhao Long was not afraid at all.
Although he is not Liu Tian's opponent, he has no problem protecting himself, and he can also cause him some trouble.
"The Heavenly Level Advanced Sword Technique Flame Palm!" Zhao Long shouted loudly, and his palm suddenly turned red, and a surging vitality spewed out instantly.
Liu Tian was so scared that he hurriedly rolled over, and then he almost avoided.
Before he could stand up, he heard a violent sound coming from behind.
Looking back, a big pit had been blown out of the ground not far from him.
The power made Liu Tian wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. If he was hit head-on, he might be seriously injured if he didn't die.
"Damn little bastard, are the advanced sword skills of the Heavenly Level so valuable now?
"Liu Tian cursed fiercely. He only knew one Heavenly Level Primary Sword Skill and one Heavenly Level Intermediate Skill."
But Zhao Long has now used two advanced sword skills at the heaven level. I really don’t know where he learned so many advanced sword skills.
Zhao Long didn't give Liu Tian time to continue thinking, and saw Liu Tian squatting on the ground with a embarrassed look on his face.
He lifted the Tianshuang Sword and shouted loudly: "The Heavenly Level Advanced Sword Skill Dragon God Slash!"
"What? Are you another advanced sword skill in the Heavenly Level?" Liu Tian was almost crazy.
Mainly, Zhao Long has used three advanced sword skills in the heavenly level.
Sadly, he actually doesn't even know how to have a high-level sword skill in the sky.
Seeing that the Sky Shuang Knife was about to fall, Liu Tian didn't have time to think too much and rolled to the left regardless of his own image.
"Bang!" Tianshuang Sword fell down heavily with unrivaled power.
The marble floor was directly blown up, and gravel was splashed everywhere.
Many swordsmen complained, but when they saw Liu Tian's miserable appearance, they stopped talking.
At this moment, Liu Tian had disheveled hair, his white clothes were stained with a lot of dust, and several holes appeared.
If it was an outsider, I would probably think there was a beggar standing in front of me now.
"Puchi!" I don't know who started laughing first, and the laughter seemed to be contagious, and laughed one after another.
Liu Tian’s old opponent, Li Wei, is no exception, and he even laughs out loud.
The two had been fighting for several years, but he had never seen Liu Tian look so embarrassed.
Needless to say, Liu Tian naturally knew how embarrassed he looked.
His face turned gloomy, and he raised his head to see Zhao Long with a smile not far away.
Shen Yushu suddenly screamed like crazy: "Ah, little bastard, I want to kill you!"
"The wind dances wildly!" �
A terrifying energy seemed to be released, making Zhao Long's face solemn.
This sword technique is obviously not as exquisite as the sword technique he used, but after all, the sword is the sword master, and its power cannot be underestimated.
The strong wind suddenly rose, and countless lights continued to condense with the sword energy in Liu Tian's body.
At this moment, everyone present felt the power of this sword move.
Xiaohu shouted to Li Wei beside him with concern: "Captain, hurry up and save Brother Tian!"
However, before Li Wei could reply, Zhao Long turned around and smiled at Xiaohu, "Don't worry."
I could still take this little power, "You can watch it with peace of mind."
"But..." Xiaohu was interrupted before he could finish his words.
Li Wei gently patted Xiaohu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, since your second brother dares to say that."
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Maybe it was Li Wei's comfort that played a role, or maybe he had enough confidence in Zhao Long.
Xiaohu stopped talking, but still looked at Zhao Long nervously in the field.
At this moment, Zhao Long looked serious, his hands were closed in front of his chest, and the sword energy in his dantian was instantly raised.
A faint white light emanated from the palm of his palm, slowly splitting apart.
You can see a white ball of light beating between Zhao Long's palms.
"The primary sword skills of the imperial level - like sealed and closed!"
In an instant, the white light ball expanded rapidly, directly covering Zhao Long's whole body.
From the outside, it looks like a huge watermelon, standing on the street.
Hearing Zhao Long shouted, Liu Tian's eyes widened: "Imperial level basic sword skills?"
How is this possible? Although he said so, he quickly suppressed the shock in his heart.
The vitality light column that had been brewing in his hand for a long time was released directly, and hit the huge white light ball wrapped in Zhao Long in front of him.
"Bang!" The violent roar made the earth under your feet tremble continuously.
Wherever Liu Tian’s energy beam passed, the ground quickly shattered like a spider web.
The smoke and dust in the sky flew into the sky, blocking the sun's light.
The street was silent, and everyone was surprised to open their mouths and couldn't speak, staring blankly in the direction of Zhao Long.
At this moment, Liu Tian was also very weak all over. In order to release that sword technique just now, he had completely drained the sword energy in his body.
Although Zhao Long used his imperial primary defensive sword skills to twitch the corners of his mouth.
But he believed that under his strongest attack, even the third level of the sword king would not survive, let alone the sword master Zhao Long.
But he couldn't feel at ease without seeing Zhao Long's body. He stared at the smoke and dust with his eyes wide open.
Li Wei swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and he was not sure that Liu Tian could block this blow.
He could only pray in his heart that Zhao Long could survive. Time passed by minute by minute, and the streets were quiet.
The rich smoke and dust slowly dissipated, but everyone could not see any figure inside.
"Hahaha! Zhao Long, aren't you proud? Are you arrogant? Is it amazing to master three advanced sword skills?"
"Isn't it that I'm so blasting that there's not even a single meat foam left?" Yanchen slowly flew into the sky.
Seeing that there was no trace of Zhao Long on the ground, Liu Tian naturally thought Zhao was dead and laughed proudly.
After seeing Zhao Long's figure, Xiaohu became anxious and cried shrillly: "Second brother! Where are you?"
"Haha, boy, stop calling, your second brother has been blown away by me so much that he has not even left a scum!"
Seeing Xiaohu crying, Liu Tian became even more proud and looked at Li Wei at the same time.
"Your biggest helper is dead. I see what you are going to fight me?"
Li Wei smiled bitterly, although he did not intend to rely on Zhao Long's power to kill Liu Tian.
However, Zhao Long's death will inevitably have a great impact on Xiaohu, and fighting is no longer possible.
"Okay! If you kill my second brother, I will kill you to avenge him!"
Xiaohu stopped crying, wiped the tears from his face, tightened his face, filled with strong hatred.
"Just because you want to kill me too? You'd better go back and practice for a few more years!"
Liu Tian is very happy now. Among the people present, perhaps only Li Wei can fight him, and Xiaohu is still far from it.
"You! I'll kill you!" Xiaohu shouted with gritted teeth, and was about to rush over.
However, at this moment, a familiar voice came: "Xiaohu, let me handle this guy."
"Second brother? This is the voice of the second brother. Second brother, where are you?"
Hearing Zhao Long's voice, Xiaohu shouted excitedly. He raised his head to patrol the sound and found that the sound was coming from the smoke and dust in the sky.
Just now, everyone's attention was all focused on the ground, and they didn't notice Zhao Long in the air at all.
The smoke and dust in the sky became increasingly faded, and everyone could clearly see the thin figure of Haitian.
"You are not dead? Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Looking at Zhao Long in the air.
The smile on Liu Tian's face stopped abruptly and he screamed wildly.
In everyone's surprised eyes, Zhao Long slowly landed on the ground, and the vital wings behind him slowly disappeared.
He ignored Liu Tian's shouting, walked directly to Xiaohu, and gently patted Xiaohu on the shoulder.
"Xiaohu, you're worried, but this guy is still far from killing me."
"Are you a human or a ghost? How could you avoid my strongest attack?"
Liu Tian shouted in horror. He believed that the imperial primary defensive sword technique used by Zhao Long could not withstand his full attack.
But the facts told him that Zhao Long was not only not dead, but also lived well.
"Yes, your sword move is indeed very powerful, and it also breaks through the imperial primary sword skills I arranged like a seal or a closed one."
But I still survived, "Want to know why?"
Zhao Long's clothes were pretty neat, but he seemed a little tired, with a faint smile on his face, which made Liu Tian very angry.
Before Liu Tian could ask questions, Zhao Long continued, "You all saw me flying into the sky just now, right?"
It was precisely through my flying sword skills that I escaped this disaster. Otherwise, if I was hit head-on by you, I would probably be seriously injured even if I don’t die.
"Flying...flying sword skills?" Not only Liu Tian, everyone present was very surprised.
Most people have never heard of this kind of sword skills, only a small number of people have heard of it.
Liu Tian even stared at Zhao Long with gritted teeth, since he and Zhao Long had officially fought.
Zhao Long used three types of advanced sword skills in the heavenly level and one type of primary sword skills in the imperial level.
This is enough to make him vomit blood. It is enough to be shocking that a sword master mastered so many advanced sword skills.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Long still mastered the long-lost flying sword skills!
In addition, the knife technique that Zhao Long used before, which suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly, so it was impossible to fight.
Even when facing Li Wei, Liu Tian had never felt such powerlessness. At this moment, he really felt tired from the bottom of his heart.
However, at this moment, a harsh sound of breaking through the air suddenly came.
Zhao Long looked up and saw a black shadow flying from far to near. “I am another wind-attributed sword king!” This chapter has been completed!