The thunder roared, fading away, and lightning streaked across the dark sky from time to time, and he was hideous, like a huge scar carved into the canopy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the rain, he was very calm, holding an umbrella, and walked like this, his clothes and hair were blown by the wind, and his slightly bloody clothes were also wet by the rain that slipped into the umbrella.

What could be more shocking than killing someone

This wind and rain will not work

The same is true of thunder

The rainstorm was like fog, there was a bridge in front of him, and there were two people walking on the other side of the bridge, Zhao Yichen couldn't see the person who came through the rain and fog, but he knew who was coming. His steps slowed down more and more, and at last, he even stopped and stood in place.

The rain was still attacking the land, and the sound of the umbrella was drowned out from time to time. He stared ahead, knowing he couldn't avoid it. In fact, in his plan, after killing Zhao Heng, he would try to attack Zhao Xuan again by sneak attack. Now it seems that there is only a head-on battle.

He took a deep breath, taking advantage of the coolness of the rain to allow himself to maintain such calm.

The figure in the distance was getting closer and closer, and finally walked in front of him. The three of them held umbrellas and looked at each other in the rain, Zhao Xuan was about to speak, but Zhao Kun had already rushed in front of her: "You killed Zhao Heng?" ”

He didn't speak, just stared at Zhao Kun tightly, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Zhao Xuan didn't guess it, after hearing Zhao Kun's words, he was first taken aback, and then looked at the little blood stains on Zhao Yichen's body, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. In her opinion, Zhao Yichen is the turtle in their urn, and she can only wait to be killed, and no matter how much she tosses, she won't make many waves. She never thought that Zhao Yichen could kill them.

A person who has never killed anyone, no matter how vicious he is, is a person who has never killed anyone after all.

Zhao Yichen is different, he has killed someone, just now.

Zhao Kun looked indifferent, looking at Zhao Yichen not far away, his pupils contracted for a while, and he was already angry in his heart, and he had the urge to devour Zhao Yichen alive. He himself is not a descendant of the Zhao family, relying on his own strength to become an elder, there are not many people like him who become an elder at a young age, so the main family is very optimistic about him. But because he is not a descendant of the Zhao family, he can only manage some miscellaneous things at the beginning, such as the mine.

This time, the main family gave him a task, that is, to take the three children to practice, and after completing this task, he could return to the Zhao family and take up some important positions, and maybe even have the opportunity to get in touch with advanced exercises.

But all this was destroyed by Zhao Yichen, and now that Zhao Heng is dead, how can he explain to the main family, the main family is angry, I am afraid that I will not be able to eat and walk around.

"You leave quickly, if he can kill Zhao Heng, he can also kill you." Zhao Kun glanced at Zhao Xuan and said.

Zhao Yichen can kill Zhao Heng, there must be something greasy in this, now that Zhao Heng is dead, that spiritual weapon must also be in Zhao Yichen's hands, if he starts to do it, although he is ten percent sure, but in case Zhao Yichen desperately wants to kill Zhao Xuan, it will not be easy to do. Now that a child of the Zhao family has died, he can't afford the next accident.

When Zhao Xuan heard this, he ran into the distance in a panic. Watching her flee farther and farther, Zhao Yichen didn't have any intention of pursuing. He had no time to take care of it, the person in front of him was too powerful for him, so strong that he didn't dare to divide a little god.

Zhao Kun saw that Zhao Xuan had already run away, and the spiritual power in his whole body was all running in an instant, forming a huge pressure, and the pressure was so strong that even the raindrops around him were really flying out.

Zhao Yichen was a little out of breath by the spiritual pressure, he knew that he couldn't let the other party accumulate strength anymore, and he needed to hurry up, but where to start?

The umbrella landed, and he rushed towards Zhao Kun as fast as he could, and the rain hit his face, but it couldn't slow him down at all. His body, because of his usual cultivation, coupled with the influence of many factors such as black qi, has now become very tough.

Zhao Kun stood in place and didn't move, originally he wanted to use spiritual pressure to suppress Zhao Yichen, if it was an ordinary mortal, he would have been oppressed by spiritual pressure and lay on the ground unable to breathe, but he didn't expect Zhao Yichen to be able to withstand spiritual pressure and rush towards him at such a fast speed, which made him a little shocked.

However, he still didn't move, he smiled very confidently, and didn't seem to be afraid of Zhao Yichen approaching him.

Zhao Yichen saw that he didn't react, and he was a little puzzled, but in a blink of an eye, he was already in front of the other party. He stomped on the ground with both feet, and then used all his strength to slam into Zhao Kun's vital point. This punch contains all his strength, so as to make sure that the first blow is successful, the other party is too far from his realm, and there is no other way.

Seeing that this punch was about to fall firmly on Zhao Kun's body, Zhao Kun waved his hand very casually, and punched Zhao Yichen's fist, Zhao Yichen only felt a strong force coming from his fist, his whole body was light, the whole person flew up, and the next moment it fell heavily to the ground.

A burst of pain spread in his hand, and he looked at his fist, he didn't know how many bones were broken, blood was constantly flowing from the wound on his hand, if it weren't for the superhuman tenacity of his body, this hand would probably have been useless.

"You're in good health, you're not crippled after being punched by me, it's quite yours." Zhao Kun walked slowly towards Zhao Yichen, his face full of murderous intent.

Zhao Yichen only felt that his body was wet everywhere, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or blood. He spat bloody spit, stood up, clenched his injured fist, and stared at Zhao Kun who was approaching, the rain kept sliding down his face, and a few drops hung on his eyelashes.

Just when the two of them were only three steps away, Zhao Yichen took a step forward, and his right hand turned into a fist again and hit Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun sneered: "No matter how hard your fists are, can they be harder than my First Realm Five Heavenly Cultivators?" As he spoke, he met it with another punch, knocking Zhao Yichen's right hand away from the bounce.

Zhao Yichen has suffered a loss, how can he not have a long memory, his punch itself is a feint, although this punch his right hand has broken a few bones without knowing it, with the power of his body leaning back, his left hand probed at Zhao Kun's abdomen at some point, and two cold lights crossed his hand.

Zhao Kun knew that he had a spiritual weapon on his body, and he had already defended against it, but he never expected that he would use his own injury as a feint attack, so he wanted to hurt himself, and he couldn't dodge for a while, so he had to punch his wrist, and the wrist that was knocked out with a dagger. Rao was so, and the edge of the dagger still left a faint wound in his abdomen.

Compared with Zhao Kun, Zhao Yichen's condition is much worse, the bone of his right hand is broken, his forearm is broken, and his left wrist is injured, which is estimated to be broken, and blood continues to gush out of the wound, melting with the blood on the ground. He coughed incessantly, blood in his mouth left from the corners of his mouth, and the clothes on his chest were wet red.

Zhao Kun looked at the wound on his abdomen, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he said angrily: "Lao Tzu has been in this mine for so many years, and countless people have died in my hands in this mine, and I have never been the only one who kills, and no one has hurt me." How dare you hurt me, I want you to understand. Zhao Kun wiped the blood from the wound, and his face was very hideous.

Zhao Yichen gasped for breath, his body was barely supported in the rain, his hands drooped, and his eyes slowly became blank. The severe pain made his eyes see clearly, and through the rain, he could see Zhao Kun's fist swinging towards him, but his body couldn't do anything to deal with it.

He only felt that his body was light, and then he flew sideways, and was punched in the chest from above, and fell into the muddy water with a "bang", splashing countless splashes. Before he could stop for a moment, another powerful force came from his waist, kicking him into the tree and rolling him down.

All this came very quickly, just counting the breath time, Zhao Yichen only felt that the sky was spinning, all five were burning, and the bones of his whole body seemed to be scattered, if it wasn't for his strong and abnormal body, he would have returned to heaven long ago.

"Hmph, boy, let me tell you, in this mine, I have killed countless people, you come to your senses" As he spoke, Zhao Kun took a stance and threw a punch towards Zhao Yichen's head.

Zhao Yichen was beaten indiscriminately, and his consciousness was a little blurry, but he felt a coolness in his chest, and his consciousness seemed to have received some support, and he suddenly became a lot more sober. Just as the coolness entered his body, the black Magatama Fei in his body also seemed to spin, and bursts of black qi spread from Magatama to various tendons and veins through the surrounding rhizomes, and those tendons and veins as deep as ravines were filled with black qi in an instant.

Feeling the changes in his body, he subconsciously raised his left fist, which was still moving, and the black qi on the fist loomed and met Zhao Kun. The two fists collided, and a huge force was born from it. Zhao Kun was shocked and took a few steps before he barely stabilized his body and dissolved the force of the collision just now.

Looking at Zhao Yichen again, after this punch, all the black qi in his body dissipated, and even the speed of Magata's rotation slowed down a lot. The huge force generated by the collision knocked him out, broke several ribs in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his whole body was like a dead leaf fluttering in the wind and rain, about to fall into ruin.

Just as he was about to fall from the sky, the iron plate on his chest glowed with a black light, reflecting his pale face.

"Then let me do the right thing for heaven!" Zhao Yichen didn't know why he said this, his consciousness was already a little blurred, but he felt that countless voices were saying this, so he said it.

In fact, instead of falling to the ground as he imagined, he was suspended in the air, and the entire mine shook like an earthquake.

Rain, no longer falls

The wind no longer blows

The next moment, death was pervasive, and black air covered the sky