Surrounded by towering, almost vertical cliffs, a huge stream of water fell from the sky, carrying strong winds and thundering, and suddenly exploded on the stone platform. Mountain fog enveloped most of the platform, and gusts of strong wind seemed to come from the cliff out of thin air.
give birth to.
Here is a waterfall beside an uninhabited mountain.
The originally quiet and beautiful mountain peaks became more noisy and awe-inspiring because of the existence of the waterfall, adding a different kind of beautiful scenery between heaven and earth.
However, a roar like a bolt from the blue completely disrupted the beautiful scene at this moment.
The fish-man warrior Joseph's moves were like lightning. He suddenly stretched out a hand with sharp nails that were almost like blades.
He actually reached out and grabbed Zheng Haotian's head directly. Judging from the strength of the move and the murderous intention that followed, it seemed that he wanted to scratch that big head open at once.
Zheng Haotian took a long breath, and he clearly felt the terror of this grasping force.
Although the grasp had not yet reached the top of his head, he could already hear the tearing sounds in the air around him, and even the muscles on his face felt slightly numb and painful.
He reached out and patted his waist gently, and in an instant, thousands of sword lights came forward like lightning.
Joseph was surprised. His movements paused slightly, and he seemed to be a little afraid: "Wan Jian Jue? You are from Wan Jian Sect."
Zheng Haotian secretly sighed in his heart, a super sect is a super sect, and even this foreigner knew that he was a disciple of Wan Jianjue as soon as he saw him.
Nodding heavily, Zheng Haotian said in a deep voice: "Zheng Haotian, a disciple of Wanjian Sect, has met my senior."
Although he also has a trump card in his body, it is not necessarily known whether this trump card can release the power as he wishes, so if he can avoid fighting, he is not willing to fight with this fish man.
Joseph's face flickered for a few times, and finally he snorted angrily and said, "I don't care whether you are a member of the Wanjian Sect or not, but you have killed so many of our clansmen, and you must pay with your life no matter what."
Zheng Haotian cursed in his heart, this guy was obviously coveting the Tianpeng bloodline in him, but now he said so righteously that there is actually no difference between the superiors of the fish-men clan and humans.
As soon as Joseph finished speaking, his claws that had paused in mid-air grabbed it again.
Zheng Haotian flew back and directed thousands of sword lights to counterattack. However, Joseph did not dodge these sword lights. He even did not use the magic shield on his body, but
He rushed over directly.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding."
Countless explosions exploded from around him, and the sharp sword light was unable to break through his armor.
Zheng Haotian was shocked when he saw that there was a layer of fine scales on the surface of his golden armor. These scales were golden in color and were exactly the same as the scales on the shield.
Joseph used one arm to block the vital parts of his head and face, and rushed down like this, clearly wanting to kill him in the shortest possible time.
In his opinion, the reason why Zheng Haotian stopped flying was because his true energy had been exhausted.
Although the roc can fly very fast, reaching the level just now requires more than just physical strength.
Without the powerful Qi to cooperate with it, Zheng Haotian would not be able to fly so far in such a short period of time.
Therefore, Joseph would never give him any chance to breathe again, making sure to kill him with one blow.
Zheng Haotian snorted coldly, and kept moving his feet back, drawing a strange arc on the ground, trying to avoid the opponent's attack as much as possible.
Although thousands of sword lights are powerful, it is not surprising that they cannot stop the opponent.
He is a seventh-level fish-man warrior general, and the huge level gap is enough for him to defeat ten levels with one strength.
Joseph's eyes suddenly widened, and a strange power sputtered out from his eyes.
Zheng Haotian's eyes met with his, and he suddenly became excited. Not only did his thoughts pause, but his body seemed to be locked by some kind of force and unable to move.
In the brain, the cyclone rotated violently, and the light and dark seed marks seemed to sense this huge crisis, and they released their power in an instant.
The power of light illuminated the whole body, immediately dispelling the strange power, while the power of darkness swallowed them all up without mercy, leaving no trace behind.
Joseph was overjoyed when he saw Zheng Haotian's eyes dull and his whole body movements suddenly stopped.
His special talent, the immobilization technique that can only be used once a month, really worked at this time.
Although it would be too wasteful to use it on a third- or fourth-level human cultivator, since this person has the bloodline of the roc, it is all worth it.
However, at the moment when his sharp claws were about to pierce Zheng Haotian's body, Zheng Haotian, who was originally dumbfounded, suddenly moved again. His body swayed, and at the critical moment, he slipped out from under his claws.
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The sharp claw wind blew by, leaving only a few broken hairs.
Joseph's eyes widened, and he looked as if he had seen a ghost, and exclaimed: "How is it possible? How could you break my immobilization technique?"
Zheng Haotian's face was not pretty, but pale, and there was no trace of blood anymore. He looked at Joseph with lingering fear. The moment just now was too dangerous.
If Joseph hadn't been too confident in his strength and thought that Zheng Haotian would never be able to escape the control of the immobilization technique, so his claws had slowed down a little, perhaps Zheng Haotian would have died at this time.
He barely suppressed the panic in his heart.
The effect of the experience of fighting wild beasts in the jungle since childhood was fully reflected at this moment.
Zheng Haotian was able to regain his absolute calmness in the shortest possible time, which is the result of ten years of continuous teaching by Yu Jiansheng and Zheng Chenglian.
As soon as he calmed down, he raised his hand.
A talisman suddenly tore apart, and a strange light shot toward Joseph.
A trace of sneer appeared on Joseph's face, and he said: "Attacking with talismans? You idiot, don't you know that what we fishmen are least afraid of is attacking with talismans."
He suddenly took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the broken talisman firmly in his hand.
With his eyesight, he can naturally see that the spiritual power rippling on this talisman is not strong, and it is only a third-level thing at most. With his seventh-level strength, how can he put a third-level talisman in his eyes?
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However, the moment his hand caught the talisman, he let out a sad and angry roar: "Dark talisman, why do you have a dark talisman..."
There is indeed a passage recorded in Wumingfeng's books that the fish-men clan is basically immune to most human talismans. However, after this paragraph, there is also a sentence: only the dark talismans can harm the fish-men clan.
Double the degree.
Although Zheng Haotian did not have a real attack talisman of the dark type in his hands, even this auxiliary attack talisman had already caused Joseph, who was caught off guard, to suffer a moderate loss.
The fishman general roared angrily, but he suddenly discovered that his movements seemed to be a beat slower than he expected.
Whether he turned his head, roared, or the speed of the true energy in his body, it seemed that it had slowed down.
He was filled with shock and anger, as this talisman turned out to be a third-level dark element slow talisman.
Dark Talisman, that is a good thing that only the Dark Talisman Master can refine. How can it be possible for this mere third or fourth level human cultivator to possess it.
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw Zheng Haotian raise his hands, and at least more than twenty talismans were thrown towards him.
Joseph no longer dared to neglect or entrust him, and activated the magical shield on his body as much as possible.
In an instant, a strange power surged through his body, shutting out all the talismans.
But Joseph's face turned extremely ugly in an instant.
Because he had discovered after the talismans exploded that these twenty-odd talismans were all dark-type talismans. Although there were only two kinds of talismans, the slowness talisman and the weakening talisman. But as a strong fishman, if he was attacked by these talismans at the same time,
If more than twenty talismans were hit, the consequences would definitely be disastrous.
Although protected by shields and scales, Zheng Haotian may not be able to defeat him. But with this chance to breathe, Zheng Haotian may be able to escape again.
After all, this is a land that belongs to humans, and even he doesn't dare to pursue it for a long time.
The talisman finally dispersed, and Zheng Haotian stood in front of him with empty hands. There was a look of panic on his face that could not be concealed.
Joseph had a grin on his face. He stretched out his hand and the light from the shield completely enveloped him, and he walked forward step by step.
He originally thought that dealing with a third- or fourth-level human cultivator was not something he could easily handle, but after a fight, he realized that this cultivator was anything but simple.
But now that he saw the other party's incompetent skills, as if he was at a loss what to do, a strong sense of pleasure surged in his heart.
Joseph was suddenly shocked. He actually felt like this when dealing with a third- or fourth-level human cultivator. If his brothers knew about it, they would definitely laugh out loud and even threaten him.
status.
Therefore, the person in front of him must die. Even if he cannot get the blood of the roc bird in his body, he must be killed here.
The murderous intent in his eyes was so intense that it was almost real, but even at this moment, Joseph, who had experienced Zheng Haotian's various magical abilities many times, was no longer willing to let down his guard.
Zheng Haotian looked at him seriously, flipped his wrist, and suddenly a gourd appeared.
He sighed softly, although he didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse, but now that he had reached this point, he had no choice.
He opened his throat and suddenly shouted: "Zhuang Momo, come out and watch the show..."