"Bang"

Jin Luo swept with a powerful blow, slapped Zhou Tian back more than thirty meters, waved his sword at him, and shouted angrily: "You dare to defy me!" ”

Zhou Tian shook his arm that was a little painful, and asked puzzledly, "Why did Brother Jin say this?" ”

Jin Luo said angrily: "What about the all-out shot? What the hell are you fooling me? ”

"Didn't I go all out? I really don't understand what Brother Jin said. Zhou Tian smiled bitterly.

Jin Luo: "You are a Dao Body Shuang. Cultivate, but only use the power of physical cultivation, which is also called going all out? Are you insulting my IQ? ”

Zhou Tian smiled: "It turns out that Brother Jin said this, it's just a difference in understanding." Anyway, since Brother Jin has a request, I will satisfy Brother Jin, but Brother Jin must be prepared to be abused. ”

"I'd rather die in battle, don't give in, come to fight!" Jin Luo's face was solemn, but the madness in his eyes was even stronger.

If Zhou Tian said these words before the war, he would definitely scoff at them, but after witnessing Zhou Tian's physical strength, he knew that Zhou Tian might really have that ability.

However, he was not afraid, he also had a killer move that he did not use, and he didn't think that he would lose to Zhou Tian, who was going all out.

Zhou Tian smiled, the aura on his body surged wildly, and the true qi surged around him like a mist, staring at Jin Luo and said, "Look at it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, his figure disappeared abruptly, Jin Luo's cold hair exploded, and he instinctively swung out a sword.

"Pong"

A fleshy fist slammed into the spine of his sword, and the vast power gushed out, and Jin Luo felt that he was like a flat boat in the angry sea, and that power was like the angry waves in the sea, and before he could react, this force blasted him out like a cannonball.

Bang bang bang......

Zhou Tian's footsteps followed closely like a phantom, but he didn't give Jin Luo a chance to land, and he threw dozens of punches in an instant, at first Jin Luo could occasionally swing a sword or two to block, but later, he couldn't cope with it at all, and Zhou Tian's flesh fist continued to fall on his body like a raging storm.

This reminded him of a word, and that word is called hanging!

In the past, he was the one who hung and beat others, and it felt very cool to hang and beat others, really cool.

But now he was beaten by others, and it was the first time in his life that he was beaten by an opponent other than Shizun.

I have to say that the feeling of being hung and beaten is really ...... Accurate!

Zhou Tian's cultivation is a great advance, the Shenxing step and the lost step have gone further, under the same level, no one has been found to be faster than him in speed and change, although Jin Luo is strong, but he is not good at speed, at this time under Zhou Tian's full speed explosion, Jin Luo simply has no room to resist.

Five minutes later, Jin Luo was hit by at least 300 punches from Zhou Tian.

Eight minutes later, Jin Luo was punched at least 500 times by Sunday.

The punch was like a violent wind, like a torrential rain, with Zhou Tian's lightning-fast pace, it continued to fall almost without any gap, Jin Luo didn't catch Zhou Tian's figure and fist shadow at all, and he wanted to go crazy and explode in pain.

Every punch on Sunday is the power of flying air rail fists. After he broke through to the peak of the eleventh layer of Qi refining, his true qi was several times stronger than before.

And his comprehension of the flying air rail movement fist is also becoming more and more exquisite, and the use of true qi by each punch is even less, but the power is constantly increasing.

At his current level, he is to hit a thousand flying air rail punches in a row, and his true qi will not be exhausted. Moreover, the power of each punch can reach the power of a strong person in the late stage of the Zhuyuan Realm.

Although Jin Luo is a Dao martial cultivator at the peak of the Guiyuan Realm, generally speaking, it is difficult for a Dao cultivator powerhouse in the late stage of the Guiyuan Realm to hurt him with a single blow with all his strength, let alone a blow from a powerhouse in the late stage of the Zhuyuan Realm, which is much weaker in terms of melee attack power.

But it is well known that when the amount of a thing exceeds a certain limit, it will cause qualitative change, just as it is difficult for an ant to bite an elephant, but when thousands of ants bite an elephant together, it is a disaster for the elephant.

In the face of Zhou Tian's stormy punches to the flesh, Jin Luo's defense collapsed after more than a hundred punches, and every time Zhou Tian fell, his body was damaged, and the destructive power of one punch was more severe than that of one punch.

After five hundred punches, Jin Luo already knew that under Zhou Tian's attack method, once he took the lead, he had no possibility of recovering the disadvantage, and the final result was only defeat.

And under Zhou Tian's attack, he didn't even have room to resist if he didn't even have room to resist.

It's not because Zhou Tian is too strong, but because Zhou Tian's speed is too fast.

The way of martial arts, only fast is not broken.

When a person's speed is so fast that his opponent can't catch Cheng dù at all, he is basically at least invincible.

This is the case with Zhou Tian now, and he Jin Luo is the poor opponent, the opponent who has no power to resist.

"Is it just like losing to him again? I'm not reconciled! Jin Luo vomited blood again, and was blown up by Zhou Tian again, with a look of unwillingness written on his face.

"Request a pause!" Jin Luo shouted violently, and blood spurted out of his mouth as he shouted.

Brush!

Jin Luo just gave it a try, but he didn't expect that Zhou Tian really allowed it to be suspended, and his body flickered out thirty meters away, his breath was surging, his face was slightly red, and there were also slight traces of sweat on his forehead, as if this storm-like attack was also very expensive to him.

Of course, Jin Luo was very miserable at this time, almost none of his clothes were good, he looked like a flower child, his face was swollen like a pig's head, blood was spilling from all seven holes, and all the places on his body were blue and purple.

"I said Brother Jin, this is a gambling battle, and it is a bloody battle, not a basketball game, how can we get a request to pause?" Zhou Tian asked slightly out of breath.

Jin Luo's chest rose and fell sharply, and his wheezing voice was like a broken bellows, and after spurting out two mouthfuls of blood, he panted and said: "I admit that in terms of speed, I can't compare with you, with the situation you just now, I don't have the opportunity to regain the disadvantage, and if it goes on like this, I will definitely lose."

"However, I don't accept it, I really don't accept it if I lose like that. I beg you, give me a chance, give me a chance to give me a sword. As long as you can take my sword, I will admit defeat and be at your disposal. ”

He was really unwilling.

Until this time, he didn't think that Zhou Tian's strength was really stronger than him, even if Zhou Tian could use the punch three days ago.

The kind of punch that stimulates potential, even if Zhou Tian is not afraid of damage to the foundation, there must be a brewing process, even if he can't resist it, he can dodge.

But his lore sword, he didn't believe that Zhou Tian could take it.

The corners of Zhou Tian's mouth curved slightly, and he smiled: "Okay, I promise you." ”

He knew that he was not far from subduing this Jin Luo, who was known as the little killing god!

This article is from the book king novel