Dealing with a demon clan powerhouse like Han Zhengtian, he originally predetermined a certain loss in his heart.

I didn't expect that this is no longer as simple as a loss.

He believed that if he continued like this, these bone puppets that he had worked so hard to refine would inevitably be wiped out under that strange sword.

It's a pity that until this moment, he still couldn't tell what kind of power was blessed on Han Zhengtian, and he recognized that he suddenly became invincible, as if he had changed as a different person.

The black-robed old man frowned, and for a while, the second monk was a little confused.

What the hell is going on?!

Even if the old man in the black robe didn't understand in every way, the current situation didn't take long for him to think slowly.

Because it was also at this time that Han Zhengtian's figure, as if he had entered a no-man's land, suddenly rushed in, and the target was directly aimed at the old man in the black robe.

Those domineering corpses had no way to stop Han Zhengtian's footsteps.

In the blink of an eye, Han Zhengtian appeared less than three meters away from the black-robed old man.

The long sword in his hand was wrapped in a sharp and incomparable momentum, and immediately slashed at the black-robed old man's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

In the face of Han Zhengtian's fierce attack, the black-robed old man's eyes sank, but he did not flinch, he still stood in place, and he didn't even have any intention of dodging.

The puppeteer's body is weak, and he doesn't have a strong body as support, so even if he learns some body techniques, the speed at which he can perform them is very limited.

In this instant, the black-robed old man gently tossed and turned the black dragon staff in his hand, and then slammed it on the ground, making a muffled sound.

The next moment, an invisible force suddenly poured into the ground again.

As this force submerged, the ground immediately shook violently and shook violently.

At the same time, the aura in the black dragon staff, as if it was stimulated by the entire land, was transferred to the black dragon staff like a torrent.

Roar –

A huge dragon roar seemed to come from the void, and the black dragon entrenched on the crutch suddenly opened its eyes.

As soon as the black dragon's blood-red eyes opened, the dragon's body, which was originally like a stone sculpture, immediately squirmed.

Shout!

Just in an instant, the dragon's body suddenly broke away from the crutch, and he said that a black lightning bolt burst out like a ghost, rolling a yin wind, and swept towards Han Zhengtian frantically.

When the black-robed old man made a move, Lu Chen had already stopped his figure and stared at the black dragon not far away.

The body of this black dragon is no more than three meters long, and the dragon body is also very thin, but the surface of its dragon scales is like steel casting, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

The Blue Lotus Sword in Han Zhengtian's hand suddenly burst out with ten thousand blue lights, and then attacked the black dragon.

At the moment, he is killing the rise, wishing that the opponent is stronger and better, where will he take care of so much?

Qiang –

The edge of the Qinglian Sword and the body of the black dragon slammed together, and a crisp metal impact sound sounded, bursting out with brilliant sparks.

To Lu Chen's surprise, the Blue Lotus Sword, which was full of strength, did not cause any substantial damage to the black dragon.

The hardness of this black dragon was completely beyond Lu Chen's imagination.

was able to easily take the attack of the Qinglian Sword with his own body, and he didn't know where this guy came from.

You must know that the Qinglian Sword is an ancient divine weapon, and now it has been promoted by the power of merit, coupled with the strong cultivation that Han Zhengtian himself has, the strength displayed does not know how strong it is.

But in front of this black dragon, he didn't have the slightest advantage.

The sound of metal crashing sounded one after another, and Han Zhengtian, who had just occupied a slight advantage, fell into a bitter battle again at this time.

Nearly a minute passed, and the fight with the black dragon was inextricably linked, and it was difficult to tell the winner from each other.

But at this time, the black-robed old man's gaze fell on Lu Chen.

He clearly sensed that it was this young man who injected a strange power into Han Zhengtian's body, which made the latter suddenly burst out with such a powerful power.

Obviously, Lu Chen's behavior was enough to attract the attention of the black-robed old man, and even regarded him as the object of his key attention.

In the next moment, the figure of the black-robed old man suddenly moved and disappeared into place.

At this time, he didn't even control the puppet, and directly attacked in a melee manner.

The moment this black-robed old man suddenly attacked, Lu Chen didn't feel much surprised.

After all, the aura of power exuded from his body was only in the middle of the ground level.

There is a whole big difference with this black-robed old man.

It is reasonable for the other party to target himself with such a strong attitude.

"Boy, what kind of side door did you use, causing me to lose so many bones, let me die!"

When the black-robed old man rushed past, the speed of the whole person also increased suddenly, and he roared loudly in his mouth.

In the process of moving rapidly, his whole figure flickered and flickered, which was completely difficult to fathom.

After all, he is also a powerhouse who has mastered the power of space.

That's a little distance for him.

But relatively speaking, the spatial power he exerted was much inferior to Han Zhengtian.

However, compared to the previous Murphy, I don't know how much stronger.

Under the terrifying speed blessed by this spatial power, Lu Chen, who was far behind the other party by a realm, naturally felt a great sense of oppression.

Even if the other party was a puppeteer, the strength of the black-robed old man himself was enough to prevent Lu Chen from directly attacking him.

Faced with this situation, Lu Chen's first thought was naturally to run away, and the faster he ran, the better.

He barely hesitated at all, gathered all his strength in an instant, and injected it into the Heavenly Thunder Step with all his might.

His legs kicked suddenly, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

But at the moment when Lu Chen escaped, Han Zhengtian suddenly felt that the surging feeling in his body disappeared immediately.

In the face of this black dragon's fierce attack, Han Zhengtian was comfortable from the beginning, but now he suddenly felt a huge sense of oppression.

Even, he felt that every time his sword collided with the black dragon's body, there was a feeling of soreness in his arm.

Losing the magical power that was continuously infused into the body, and wanting to support it repeatedly, the powerful output of this sword, even a heaven-level mid-grade master like him began to feel a little difficult.

The black-robed old man also had a heavy face at the moment.

Originally, I thought that relying on my own strength, I only needed one face to face to deal with this Terran youth.

But what he never expected was that every time he saw it, he would successfully approach Lu Chen's figure, but when he just wanted to attack, he was immediately escaped by this rabbit-like guy.