The giant sickle lingering with terrifying lightning came down like lightning. Xiao Zhan's face changed drastically. In desperation, his body was slanted and rolled in a donkey.
Zhuo Tianzhao's lips smirked, and he naturally expected that this knife would not succeed so easily, so he left three points in his hand early.
The sword suddenly stopped just before it hit the ground. Zhuo Tianzhao held the knife in both hands, changed to slashing, and pulled hard. The huge purple sword light suddenly broke out and chased Xiao Zhan, who had run far away.
Wherever the lightning passed, the hard diamond flare burst.
"Frozen Divine Sword!"
As his steps retreated, Xiao Zhan's face looked solemn, and his ten fingers turned into afterimages. As the shout fell, a silver ice sword that was one meter long and one foot wide, suddenly fell from the sky.
bite!
The ice sword penetrated straight into the ring, and bursts of bone-bone wind and snow whistled up. With the ice sword as the center, a thick layer of ice spread and the ring began to freeze rapidly.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Ice chips danced randomly, and the purple sword attack was blocked by the ice layer. After nearly half of the ice layer was cracked, it completely dissipated due to the exhaustion of energy.
With one blow, the ring was beyond recognition, half covered with gravel ice chips, while the other half was completely frozen.
At both ends of the ring, Zhuo Tianzhao and Xiao Zhan confronted each other in a long distance. Zhuo Tianzhao's face was calm, while Xiao Zhan was slightly panting. It was obvious that the Ice Wind Sword just now consumed a lot of his soul power.
At this time, many viewers outside the ring began to wonder. If Zhuo Tianzhao had used the terrifying soul skills when he killed the Blood Clothing Soul Lord seven days ago, Xiao Zhan would have been defeated long ago, but why did he
I haven't used it yet? Could it be that I am afraid that the power will be too great and I will accidentally kill Xiao Zhan?
However, how could these people understand Zhuo Tianzhao's situation? It's not that they can't use it, they really dare not use it. But even so, Zhuo Tianzhao is still full of confidence.
He slowly raised his right foot calmly and then stepped heavily on the ring.
Bang!
The entire arena shaking violently under Zhuo Tianzhao's step.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!......
One step after another, the low sounds touched everyone's heartstrings, and even surprisingly consistent with their heartbeat speed. The frozen ring cracked and thick
The gap immediately burst, and ice chips burst out everywhere. Xiao Zhan, who was at the other end of the ring, was almost losing his balance.
Xiao Zhan's face became extremely embarrassed. The other party was obviously playing psychological warfare with him, because the deep and powerful tramplings were as if his feet were stepping on his heart, making his whole body tremble involuntarily.
If you continue like this, over time, you will inevitably lose without a fight because of your complete loss of confidence.
"Where did this guy get that much effort?"
Xiao Zhan cursed in a low voice, and his hands began to dance again.
"Thousands of swords pierce the heart!"
It's choking!
"Yeah? Let's have an old trick again?" Looking at the dozens of long swords floating in the air, Zhuo Tianzhao frowned. Xiao Zhan should know that this move is useless to him, but why did he still waste his soul power in vain?
But soon, Xiao Zhan answered this question for Zhuo Tianzhao.
After releasing the ten thousand swords piercing the heart, Xiao Zhan's movements did not stop. As his hands flew, a cold shout broke out from his mouth.
"Ten Thousand Swords of Dragons!"
Buzz!
Dozens of long swords trembled and made low sounds at the same time. Then, with a shout, it turned into a huge round pointed cone, and then it swept towards Zhuo Tianzhao with extremely terrifying penetration like a tornado.
"I am worthy of being the Wanjian Pavilion. My sword skills are so strong that it is simply amazing!"
Zhuo Tianzhao exclaimed in his heart, and then resolutely withdrew the giant sickle under countless surprised gazes.
boom!
A surging purple current surged out from his right arm. The rich thunder energy made Zhuo Tianzhao's entire right arm look like purple flames burning, like the arm of Thunder God, full of domineering aura.
"What does he want to do? Do you still want to fight against Wan Jian Youlong with your **?" A series of screams erupted outside the field, "He is crazy?"
Are you crazy or not? Just look at it!
Zhuo Tianzhao smiled coldly when he heard this. Facing the whistling Wan Jian Youlong, he raised his fist without hesitation and greeted him.
roar!
With a punch, the sky and the earth changed color, and the terrifying thunder roared out like a purple dragon. The heavy soul pressure spread, causing everyone in the audience to change their faces drastically.
This is not an ordinary blow. In this punch, Zhuo Tianzhao compressed nearly five levels of his soul power.
Bang!
The spinning Wanjian Youlong suddenly paused, and then it broke into a broken handle of the broken blades all over the sky with a bang. The majestic purple storm swept across the audience in an instant.
Seeing this scene, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties caused by energy leakage, Mo Wen and Murong Qingtian on the field swept an invisible energy cover almost at the same time to wrap the ring.
Bang!
The purple storm slapped on the energy cover like a wave, and the latter rippled, but it never broke.
The whole audience was silent, everyone's eyes were on the stage where they could no longer see clearly the situation inside. It's time to decide the winner!
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking the wind suddenly rang out, and a charred figure shot out from the edge of the ring like a cannonball, and the direction he flew to was the camp where Wanjian Pavilion was located.
"Xiao Zhan!"
He reached out and took the figure into his arms. Looking at Xiao Zhan, who was already unrecognizable and covered in wounds, Xiao Fang's long-suppressed murderous aura rose into the sky again.
The purple energy on the ring slowly diluted and dissipated, and a black figure that was still standing proudly gradually appeared in everyone's sight.
Zhuo Tianzhao walked slowly to the edge of the ring, Yiran was not afraid of Xiao Fang's murderous look, and said in his mouth that made the entire Wanjian Pavilion almost crazy.
"Next!"
"What!?"
The simple three words completely ignited the anger of the Wanjian Pavilion. Contempt. This is a naked contempt. When did Wanjian Pavilion, one of the three top sects, receive such contempt?
"Bastard, it's too much to deceive people!"
"Teacher, let me go up and kill him to avenge Xiao Chang and Xiao Zhan!"
"teacher......"
A group of Wanjian Pavilion disciples were furious, and Xiao Fang's eyes were unprecedentedly cold. He wanted to slap Zhuo Tianzhao to death, but the two auras that made him afraid locked him up early.
, Once he had any abnormal movement, Mo Wen and Murong Qingtian would definitely attack him without hesitation. He really didn't dare to move.
"Boy, I offended our Wanjian Pavilion, but there is no good result!" Xiao Fang's eyes flashed with cold light.
Faced with Xiao Fang's threat, Zhuo Tianzhao smiled faintly, but his smile was filled with ferocious murderous intent.
"Since I have offended you, I don't mind offending you to the end. I just don't know who will send you to fight?"