Burst! Burst! Burst!

In a few sounds, blood splashed, Zhao Zilong's body fell backwards, the green knife pestle supported his body on the ground, the blood on his body was like a pillar, constantly flowing, the gun in his left hand had been thrown aside, and his entire left arm was naturally drooping, and he was completely unconscious when he was injured and injured.

There was also blood flowing down his right hand, flowing down his wrist and onto the body of the green knife, and was finally swallowed up by the bloodthirsty green knife and disappeared.

It's so fast, it's just too much to prevent!

Zhao Zilong boasted that his speed was rare to meet opponents in the world, but Ghost Yan Jun's light technique was too fast, and his attack speed was not comparable to ordinary people, when this guy approached within ten meters of his body, it was like death entangled with you, making you unable to get out at all.

It turned out that since the ghost Yan Jun threw out seven wind blades to intercept Zhao Zilong, the two confronted each other head-on, although Zhao Zilong blocked the ghost Yan Jun's fatal blow, but immediately fell into the crazy attack of this ghost. In the face of a powerhouse of the level of Ghost Yan Jun, Zhao Zilong, who had already lost to the other party in the cultivation realm, was even more unable to resist, because Ghost Yan Jun's body and speed were too fast.

It is certain that Yunhai Changtian is inferior to the ghost Yan Jun in hand-to-hand combat.

Of course, this is not to say that Yunhai Changtian's cultivation realm is much weaker than that of the ghost Yan Jun, but when Zhao Zilong fought with him, Yunhai Changtian had a different mentality, he allowed Zhao Zilong to show his ability, but he just saw the move and withdrew, but now, the ghost Yan Jun took the initiative to attack, and the moves were all painful and deadly.

"Look, I said, you can't escape under the nose of Benjun, if you obediently followed me before, where do you need to suffer this flesh and skin now?" The ghost Yan Jun stood quietly not far in front of Zhao Zilong, at this moment Zhao Zilong no longer had that special gun in his hand, he was not particularly afraid, if Zhao Zilong had a gun in his hand, he really didn't dare to talk to the other party so closely.

"Unless I die!" Zhao Zilong's eyes shimmered at the ghost Yan Jun, trying to condense the only true yuan in his body.

The ghost Yan Jun was stunned for a moment, and frowned slightly: "What? ”

"Unless I die!"

The cold and stubborn voice pierced the night sky, but it seemed to be an angry roar from the mouth of a demon, firm and terrifying.

Looking at this stubborn young man, Ghost Yan Jun's heart was shaken, and for some reason, he didn't doubt that the kid in front of him could do what he said.

"In front of Benjun, even if you want to die, it's not so easy." While the ghost Yan Jun's heart was touched, his eyes locked on Zhao Zilong, and he said word by word.

Zhao Zilong suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth: "Of course, because although you are a ghost Yan Jun, it is not so easy to kill me Zhao Zilong." ”

The ghost Yan Jun was furious in his heart, and his face showed a trace of cold killing intent: "If it weren't for Lord Hades' explanation, do you really think that this monarch can't kill you?" ”

"If it weren't for Lao Tzu's less than sixty percent of his combat strength left, let alone resisting your thirty-seven all-out attacks just now, what would it matter if he had three hundred and seventy moves?" Zhao Zilong's voice was like thunder,-for-tat, and he faintly had an unyielding and domineering momentum.

The ghost Yan Jun suddenly fell silent, looking at Zhao Zilong with a stubborn expression, he had to admit that what this kid said was right. If this kid hadn't been injured, or had lost part of his true yuan, and he had to fight with him in his heyday, he would really have to fight for three or five hundred moves to suppress him. And if this kid has a gun in hand, if he wants to run for his life, he may not be able to keep him.

For a while, the ghost Yan Jun had a heartfelt respect for Zhao Zilong in his heart. As a strong man who has been famous for a long time, there are really not many young people that the ghost Yan Jun can really fancie, he has heard of Zhao Zilong's name for a long time, but today is the first time he has met, I have to say that Zhao Zilong left a deep and even shocking impression on him.

"You are indeed a wonderful young man, if I had known you earlier, if you were not an enemy of the city, perhaps I would have admired you very much, and it would have been nice to be able to be friends with you. It's a pity. Ghost Yan Jun sighed and walked towards Zhao Zilong again.

Zhao Zilong stood up suddenly, although he was seriously injured, his willpower was still strong, and he never gave up and really fell. In the face of the ghost Yan Jun, he was truly fearless in his heart!

Fearless, fearless!

A kind of determination and courage that is not afraid of death emerges in his heart, Zhao Zilong can't help but pinch the green knife hard, this kind of fearless courage is his nature, and at this moment, it is an obsession exuded by the green knife.

When he first got the green knife, at first, Zhao Zilong could give birth to a kind of arrogance every time he held the green knife, but as time went by, what he didn't notice was that the kind of obsession from the soul brought to him by the green knife became less and less, or even gone.

But now, as the blood on his arm continued to flow into the green knife, and as the obsession of not bowing his head and admitting defeat in the face of the strong pressure of the ghost Yan Jun became stronger and stronger, in a panic, Zhao Zilong once again gave birth to the kind of domineering momentum that with a knife in his hand, who in the world could fight.

Sensing this kind of strong self-confidence and arrogant belief that came from nowhere, Zhao Zilong still maintained that clear mind. We must not be carried away by this belief, although self-confidence cannot be discarded, but people cannot be blindly confident, blind self-confidence is arrogance.

However, as the pressure brought by facing the ghost Yan Jun increased, all of Zhao Zilong's True Yuan was injected into the green knife.

The dazzling cyan light rose into the sky, and soon, that cyan light was mixed with a trace of golden light, and the golden light became more and more intense, and the brilliant cyan light was completely replaced by the golden light.

The ghost Yan Jun stopped abruptly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and looked at Zhao Zilong in surprise.

It's not just that the light emitted by the green knife has turned golden, but Zhao Zilong's entire body is filled with a layer of golden luster, which seems to seep out of his flesh and blood, making Zhao Zilong look more evil and sacred.

Yes, the two opposing temperaments of evil and divine were incompatible, but now they appeared in Zhao Zilong at the same time.

"This is ......" Ghost Yan Jun's pupils suddenly contracted violently, and an ancient legend that was about to be forgotten in his mind suddenly came to his mind: "Golden body? The special physique of the Five Elements Golden Body? ”

A solemn look appeared on the face of the ghost Yan Jun, and at the same time that the decisive Yan Jun exclaimed in his heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared in place like a ghost, and in the next moment, the two wind blades exuded a cold glow, projecting terrifying energy and cutting at Zhao Zilong's arms.

In front of the wind blade, there was an airflow blade condensed by the true true element, and the blade broke through Zhao Zilong's clothes, but it failed to split his strong physical defense.

Zhao Zilong, who cultivated the Invincible Hegemonic Body Technique, had extremely hard skin and flesh, and his defensive strength was super strong, and the wind blade condensed by relying only on True Yuan could not be broken.

However, the real weapon in the hands of the ghost Yan Jun had already come to the front of his arms.

Fast!

Ghost Yama's attack can only be described in a quick word.

Zhao Zilong's body leaned back suddenly, but his feet were still nailed to the ground, so looking from the side, his body suddenly fell straight backwards.

The wind blade swept over his body, and was avoided by Zhao Zilong at the last moment.

A flash of surprise flashed in the ghost Yan Jun's heart, and his arms suddenly pressed down, and his move was as fast as lightning.

But at this time, Zhao Zilong's knife had also been provoked upward.

The sharp blade and the green knife came into contact again, and in the huge impact sound, Zhao Zilong's feet failed to support the strength of his entire body, and his back slammed into the ground, smashing out a deep pit.

At the same time, the ghost Yan Jun was counterattacked by a huge force and was shocked back more than ten meters away.

Bang!

The sand and gravel on the ground flew away, and Zhao Zilong, who touched the ground, seemed to be filled with springs, and with the help of the rebound power of the earth, he burst up, and his body was like a spiral, turning into a tornado and rushing towards the ghost Yan Jun who was forced to retreat.

This move, Zhao Zilong stole the idea of Tang Shiyi's move.

Like a mad dragon going to sea, or like a meteor chasing the moon, the terrifying momentum that Zhao Zilong's move erupted even the ghost Yan Jun had a sense of fear that he didn't dare to face his peak.

A violent feeling of anger suddenly swept up from the heart of the ghost Yan Jun. Thinking that he is a dignified ghost, Yan Jun, is now afraid of Zhao Zilong, a young man, although no one knows, but he himself will never allow such a thing to happen.

People are like this, once you are afraid of someone, then the next time you see this person, you will not be like this, and you will lose completely!

"Stand down!"

The ghost Yan Jun broke off with a snort, did not avoid it, his feet suddenly parted, and he took a horse step, and a violent momentum erupted from his body.

From the beginning to the present, the two of them have been competing with each other in the physical realm, and even now, the ghost Yan Jun does not want to bully the small with the big, and still competes with a true yuan cultivation.

The tornado-like Zhao Zilong slammed into the ghost Yan Jun.

With a loud crashing sound, the dirt under the feet of the ghost Yan Jun flew into the air like a waterfall, and in the next moment, the waterfall was smashed open by a large body, and the body of the ghost Yan Jun flew out like a kite with a broken string.

At the same time, Zhao Zilong's high-speed rotating body also stopped completely, and an irrepressible scream came out of his mouth, and his entire body flew backwards.

Bang!

The ghost Yan Jun landed on both feet and stabilized his figure.

Boom!

Zhao Zilong's body fell directly to the ground, dusty, and he didn't get up for a long time.

Even if he burst out with the magical bloodline power contained in his body, Zhao Zilong still lost to the ghost Yan Jun in his current state. It's just that a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he tried to look up at his opponent, and when he saw the appearance of the ghost Yan Jun's chest stained red with blood, his eyes finally turned black and he fainted completely.

"Poof!"

A thick mouthful of blood spurted out of the ghost Yan Jun's mouth, and he suddenly pressed his hand on his chest, his face as white as paper.

"Good...... What a strong force! Ghost Yan Jun muttered to himself, thinking of the power of the blow just now, he still gasped with palpitations, and looked down at his chest.

Blood stained the black robe, and he directly tore the black robe, and a knife wound appeared on his chest. The wound was not large, only seven inches long and half an inch wide, but it was very deep. It was a wound left by a blue knife stabbing directly.