"This kid is probably not simple. Zefeng, don't be careless and deal with it carefully!" From the strange behavior of the old man in white and the villagers, a trace of uneasiness appeared in the heart of the old man in black, and now he grabbed Huaze.
Feng whispered.
"Grandpa Don't worry, if you don't take ten moves, I will make this kid kneel on the ground and kowtow to me and beg for mercy!" However, how could Hua Zefeng, who had always been very proud of himself, hear the kindness of the old man who took off the black robe? What's more, Zhuo
On the surface, Tian Zhao is just a small third-level soul saint.
laugh!
Without giving the old man in black robe a chance to speak again, Hua Zefeng made a mistake and appeared in the field with a 100-meter confrontation with Zhuo Tianzhao. Seeing this scene, the old man in black robe could only smile bitterly and shake.
Shaking his head, taking a deep breath, forcibly burying the uneasy feeling in his heart.
choke!
With a flip of his palm, Hua Zefeng quickly transformed into a sharp long sword that shone brightly in the sun, and then danced several brilliant silver sword flowers in the air, which immediately opened the space.
Several tiny gaps.
"Good sword!" Zhuo Tianzhao couldn't help but sigh. As the grandson of the old village chief of the Sword Village of the King of Sea Realm, Hua Zefeng must have enjoyed the best resources since he was born, with the length in his hand
The sword is sharp, even if it can cut iron like mud.
"Boy, you also want to come and compete with me for Ling'er. I think you are impatient!" The sword tip pointed at Zhuo Tianzhao from afar, and Hua Zefeng was extremely arrogant in his words.
"Do it, I don't want to waste time with you!" Zhuo Tianzhao looked at Hua Zefeng with great disgust, and his brows frowned slightly.
"Looking for death!" From childhood to adulthood, Hua Zefeng had never received such contemptuous treatment. He was angry and the sword in his hand was slashed out like lightning.
choke!
A silver sword aura several feet wide suddenly burst out from the sword body, and the cold cold air swept through, and the temperature of the world dropped sharply.
"A little trick of carving insects!" The bloodthirsty demon sword transformed into his hand, and Zhuo Tianzhao pulled it casually, and a violent blue-purple sky-slashing slash had already swept out.
Bang!
The Sky-Splitting Slash collided with the silver sword aura in mid-air. As the space trembled slightly, ice chips were flying all over the sky. In terms of power, how could the Silver Splitting Slash, which is already ranked as the quasi-god-level combat skill?
"Huh? You guys have some skills!" Seeing that the silver sword aura he released was easily defeated, and the surging blue purple sword light was still roaring towards him, Hua Zefeng's face condensed as he saw that the silver sword aura he released was easily defeated, and the surging blue purple sword light was still roaring towards him.
, his body had moved like a ghost.
Buzz!
The footsteps were raised lightly, and the body dragged a series of afterimages behind it. Hua Zefeng's movement was extremely strange. He was not a simple straight line. He looked more like a free poisonous snake, swaying left and right, seemingly slow, but in fact
It was so fast that it was slashing with amazing speed, and it was easily dodged before it even touched the edge.
laugh!
The old man in white outside the battle circle slashed a hand knife, and the space was torn a hideous hole, and immediately swallowed the huge sky-slashing slash. In this way, the surrounding crowds of spectators finally avoided the chance.
To the attack of the Sky-Slash.
"I didn't expect that you are not only arrogant, but also your body skills are so fancy. Haha! You're really a vase that is not good to use!"
Bang!
As quiet as a virgin, as moving as a rabbit.
After Zhuo Tianzhao finished speaking, the Thunder Thunder thunder started instantly. While the ground was blown out of a deep pit, his figure also rushed out with a fierce tiger down the mountain.
Compared with Hua Zefeng, Zhuo Tianzhao moved more directly and wildly, but in terms of speed, he was not inferior to Hua Zefeng.
clang!
With powerful perception, Zhuo Tianzhao accurately grasped Hua Zefeng's movement trajectory, and the swords collided fiercely, making a metal crossing sound that made the scalp tingling, and a circle of surging ripples in space roared,
After the screen was frozen for a second, the two separated.
Bang bang bang!
The soles of his feet left three extremely deep palm prints on the ground. Zhuo Tianzhao took three steps back and stabilized his body. Hua Zefeng was already thrown away like a kite with broken strings.
The sword is light and not suitable for head-on battle with other weapons. At this point, Hua Zefeng has already lost to Zhuo Tianzhao, not to mention that Zhuo Tianzhao's power is still in his position.
In this way, it is obvious who suffers more in this fight.
"Yeah? What a strong power!" At this moment, the old man in black robe who was watching in the outside world changed slightly, and looked at the old man in white with a smile on the side with a serious face, "Ancient man, are you going to frame me!?"
"Old man Hua, don't blame me. When will I get you?" the old man in white smiled, "This kid is only twenty years old, and he is just a third-level soul saint who will choose and refuse. It was me at that time.
You don’t say it clearly enough, or are you old and you don’t hear it clearly?”
"You..." Hearing this, the old man in black robe became angry.
"Old man Hua, it's not that you didn't hear it clearly, but that you are self-confidant and think that Hua's nephew is unparalleled in talent, and he is the leader of the younger generation. He is arrogant and responded to this duel, right?
"The old man in white smiled:
"Today, you should change your feudal concept. This world is so big, and there are many talents among the younger generation. Can you rank your grandson who grew up under your care and have not experienced any setbacks?
Maybe you can get on the account, have you seen it too? This young man has such rich combat experience. He can see through the Tianbing Snake Step of Nephew Hua at a glance. This powerful combat awareness must be in iron and fire.
It was cultivated step by step during tempering. I guess you can see the result of this duel without me saying that you can see the result, right?"
"Hmph! Maybe this is, at least Zefeng's soul skills and combat skills are definitely not comparable to those of the little kids outside." The old man in black robe blushed and said with a strong look.
"I didn't expect that things have come to this point, but you still refused to let go of your old face." The old man in white shook his head helplessly, "If you don't believe it, just watch it. In the face of truly powerful strength, those strange body skills and combat skills,
But it's all dream bubbles!"
boom!
Just as the conversation between the two peak soul emperors, Zhuo Tianzhao and Hua Zefeng were already fighting together again. In the battle circle, swords and shadows were everywhere. Zhuo Tianzhao and Hua Zefeng chased and fled. If it weren't for the weirdness
With agile body movements, Hua Zefeng was defeated by Zhuo Tianzhao, but even so, Hua Zefeng was still in danger.
At this moment, Hua Zefeng had no original arrogance? The cold blue and purple sword lights kept passing by. Hua Zefeng's face was pale, as if he was in an ice cellar, and he was already panicked.
After all, Hua Zefeng usually talks with others, either by pointing it out or intentionally giving in to him. This is the first time he has experienced the terrifying feeling of wandering between life and death, but now he accidentally swept over the other person's
With his cold eyes as cold as an eagle, his body would tremble unconsciously.
"How dare you get distracted when fighting with me?" The moment when he grabbed Hua Zefeng's mind, Zhuo Tianzhao quickly touched his body. His hideous smile was almost less than a foot away from Hua Zefeng.
"Get out!" Hua Zefeng roared in shock, and the long sword in his hand almost reflexed toward Zhuo Tianzhao's neck.
bite!
It seemed that he had known that Hua Zefeng would have this reaction. The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword accurately knocked the sword open. Zhuo Tianzhao raised his foot and hit Hua Zefeng's chest like a heavy motorcycle.
Bang!
With a low muffled sound, Hua Zefeng bent his body and shot out like a cannonball. His feet even raised waves of dust, dragging the ground out two deep and long ravines.
"Absue the loss, you have no chance of winning!" After succeeding with the blow, Zhuo Tianzhao did not pursue, but frowned and leaned against the long sword in the distance, Hua Zefeng, who was struggling to stand up, persuaded him, "It's too weak."
If he had only used five points of force in that kick just now, Hua Zefeng's sternum would have been broken and died.
In fact, since the beginning of the duel, Zhuo Tianzhao has never used all his strength, otherwise Hua Zefeng could still stand up now? After all, Hua Zefeng is the grandson of the peak soul emperor, at least he lost well.
A little bit, the old man in black robe will have a relatively less hatred towards him, and in this way, his life will be relatively better in the future, so from the beginning to the end, Zhuo Tianzhao has been giving in to Hua Ze.
wind.
"Hmph! I want me to give up on this skill? You are really whimsical!" However, Hua Zefeng, whose self-esteem exceeds everything, wouldn't understand Zhuo Tianzhao's painstaking efforts?
He reached out to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Hua Zefeng's face showed a crazy look. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the tip of the sword was facing upwards, and a dazzling silver light suddenly surged.
"Oh!" Zhuo Tianzhao sighed helplessly when he saw this, then turned to look at the old man in black robe outside the battle circle. The expression on his face seemed to be saying: Let your grandson admit defeat, I don't want him to lose
It's too ugly.
"Hmph! Arrogant boy!" Unfortunately, the old man in black robe, like Hua Zefeng, was the kind of person who was willing to suffer for fear of face. Seeing Zhuo Tianzhao's behavior, he not only did not feel grateful at all, but instead felt that Zhuo Tianzhao was doing this.
The old face became much gloomy in an instant.
"..." Zhuo Tianzhao had no choice but to look at the old man in white next to the old man in black with inquiring eyes.
Soon, the old man in white replied, with his expression as if he was saying: Even if he didn't kill that kid, I'll help you with anything.
"Okay, things have come to this point, so I can only fight with one stone." Zhuo Tianzhao smiled bitterly and shook his head, then turned his gaze back to Hua Zefeng.
At this time, Hua Zefeng's soul skills that had been brewing for a long time had also taken shape. As his body gradually blurred, dozens of figures that were exactly the same as him were torn apart in an instant.
"Clanular Technique!" The pupils shrank slightly. Looking at the dozens of Huazefeng who suddenly appeared and wrapped themselves in a round shape, Zhuo Tianzhao's mind fell into a brief confusion, but it only lasted for a moment before recovering again.
come over:
"Using clone technique in front of me? It's really funny!"