Someone else on the side?

The captain of the pedestrian in the Cultivation Hall recalled the snowball just now, the figure, and the sword that emerged from the snow...... He finally understood.

But no one came out, and there was no answer.

The Wind Martial King's hundred battles gathered a powerful blow, directly killing the five people of the Cultivation Palace, and the remaining captain was seriously injured and couldn't stand up.

A hundred battles will be so terrible, how can they come out?

The captain from the Cultivation Palace, who was seriously injured in the waist, was full of remorse, blaming himself for not being cautious, if it wasn't for a strong attack, it might not be the result in front of him.

The Wind Martial King waited for a moment, but when he didn't get a response, he withdrew his gaze, and pointed his sword at the nose of the captain of the Cultivation Hall with a cold and arrogant expression, "Say to the sword." ”

The face of the captain of the Cultivation Hall was originally not bloody, but at this time, there was a convulsion, and the fear could not be suppressed at all, and it was even more pale.

This is going to kill him!

Before killing him, when the situation allows, the warrior will give the enemy a chance to say his last words to the sword, because after being killed, the power of the battle mark in the sword will be absorbed, maybe only a little, maybe a lot.

And the part that cannot be absorbed will be scattered between heaven and earth.

If you absorb more, you can theoretically rely on the power of the Martial King to resurrect the sword and defeat the general.

This rule was originally aimed at the situation of sympathy, but over time it became a common etiquette, like saying hello and saying goodbye.

The captain from the Cultivation Hall opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak in fear, he calmed down for a moment, plucked up his courage, his brain was hot, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "The warrior of the Xuantian Martial King, I will not regret it until I die!"

The hundred battle generals of the Fengwu King were accustomed to hearing all kinds of words to the sword before they died, and they listened to the most in front of them, and their eyes moved away from the face of the captain of the cultivation hall, looked at the general direction of Li Tianzhao's hiding in the speculation, and laughed and said: "The rats are the rats, neither the courage of a warrior to look at death as home, nor the courage to make a decision on the spot! If you don't dare to come out, then I'll come over! I am not afraid of death, but I want to let him live for a while, but the rats who are afraid of death will die faster!"

The Hundred Battles of the Wind Martial King lowered his long sword, strode past the warrior captain of the Cultivation Palace, and strode in the direction where Li Tianzhao was hiding.

At this moment, the choice in front of Li Tianzhao's eyes is indeed difficult.

Is he out?

Or do you avoid this terrible enemy and cry out for more help?

Li Tianzhao actually didn't think about avoiding it at all, even though he was terrified of the strength of the hundred battle generals, but he didn't think about avoiding it.

He remembered that his father had said that courage is the ability to overcome fear.

His goal is to step into the Martial King Hall and resurrect his parents, in front of this unsupposed, God-given opportunity, can he afford to miss the risk?

Never!

The son of a mandarin duck who fights for his life, how can there be such a reason to be so frightened and run away!

What's more—does he really need to back off?

When the Hundred Battle Generals of the Wind Martial King strode over, Li Tianzhao not only did not flee, but stood up directly!

The Wind Warrior King's hundred battle generals looked surprised, but it was only for a moment, and then it turned into a disdainful mockery. "The rats have finally shown up! There is a set of intrigues, you were the one who screamed for no reason at first, and you were the one who pretended to call out to your companions. I have killed a lot of people from the Xuantian Martial King, and it is really rare to see someone as insidious as you. Draw your sword and see if you can support a few moves under my sword!"

Li Tianzhao hugged his sword on his chest and stood there, just looking at the hundred generals.

"The rat generation is the rat generation, since you don't dare to come, then take the move!" said the Fengwu King's hundred battle generals and stepped forward, but saw Li Tianzhao retreating.

Yes, King Fengwu's hundred battles will take a step, and Li Tianzhao will take a step back; if King Fengwu's hundred battles will not leave, Li Tianzhao will not retreat.

"Among the warriors of the Xuantian Martial King, if you are more timid than you, you are afraid that no one can defeat you!" The hundred battle generals of the Fengwu King were full of disdain, and the disdain in his tone was disdainful, and the people who watched it were eager to draw their swords and rush over.

Li Tianzhao didn't rush over, stared at him suspiciously. "It seems that you are indeed terrible, but, if you still have the strength to spare, why did you let them besiege you for so long? Did you only have one blow left? Or did you wait for me to join the siege? Do you not kill him at the moment, or do you deliberately bluff to scare me? In fact, you may not have the strength at all?"

"Nobody!, who do you think you are!" the Wind Warrior King's Hundred Battle Commander laughed mockingly.

Li Tianzhao was not angry, he just stared at him and said, "Yes, why did you say so many things to me as a nobody? Is it because you have no strength and can only rely on words to threaten?"

"You're dying today—you're dying from self-righteousness!,Groundless conjecture, and you don't want to think about what you are!," the Wind Warrior King's Hundred Battle Generals raised their long knives and took a stance, as if they were about to launch a dashing stunt in the next moment.

Li Tianzhao's sword in the sheath flashed instantly, and when he held it in his hand, his expression suddenly became serious, and he stared at the hundred battle generals without blinking: "Yes, I may have guessed wrong, maybe I guessed right." I used to hear that one brave wins three forces, but I couldn't figure it out at that time. Now I understand that if I don't have the courage to take the risk of making a decision at this moment, it is useless to have as much strength as I have. ”

"Turn around and walk just now, you will live longer!" The hundred generals of the Fengwu King saw that Li Tianzhao was calmly holding the sword, but he did not mean to take the initiative to attack, and he was obviously consuming.

This is the place of the Xuantian Martial King, and there are more people on Tiancang Mountain who are also Xuantian Martial Kings now, Li Tianzhao and his own people are a little less meritorious, and the hundred battles of the Fengwu King will continue to wait, it is death.

The first to move is the hundred generals of the Wind Warrior King, and it can only be him!

His burly figure instantly turned into a meteor and flew over, and the long knife slashed with the sound of whistling wind, and I don't know if it was the air flow driven by the rush, or the strength of the knife, which blew a piece of ice and snow into the air.

With such a powerful attack, coupled with the power of the battle seal a moment ago, which instantly killed several people in the Cultivation Palace, Li Tianzhao really didn't dare to touch it, and he shouldn't have faced it head-on.

Li Tianzhao quickly dragged his sword back and dodged the knife.

The hundred generals twisted and dragged their swords, quickly changed their tactics to pursue, and the waving knives raised large swaths of ice and snow, and they still looked violent!

Where is this lack of strength to swing the knife? It seems that there is clearly spare strength to guard against Li Tianzhao.

The eyes of the hundred generals were full of ridicule, as if they would no longer give Li Tianzhao a chance to escape.

This knife should not be touched.

But - Li Tianzhao suddenly swung his sword to attack!

Because of the sound of the air current, Li Tianzhao heard the mystery, and he judged that there was no need to avoid it anymore.

In the eyes of the hundred generals of the Fengwu King, Li Tianzhao's movements were unreasonable, and his body style was superfluous, and he was completely at the level of a third-rate warrior.

'This kind of rookie who is grandiose and exaggerated and flaunting is a waste of my time!' The hundred battle generals disdained it, and only took the long knife to Li Tianzhao's heart.

With his rich experience, he could instantly determine that his sword could only hit him when his sword pierced Li Tianzhao's body. At that time, because the sword power and speed would be greatly weakened because of the first hit by the long knife, the Hyaksan would only need to hit the sword body with his left arm to ensure that he would not be harmed in the slightest.

There are many third-rate soldiers, and there are too many generals in a hundred battles.

What he was thinking about now was not to kill Li Tianzhao, but whether to eat something to rest before leaving, or to leave and find a safer place to rest.

His knife is still very fast, although the strength is far less than usual, but it is enough to kill a third-rate warrior.

The Wind Warrior King's hundred battle generals thought about this, but the sword of the third-rate warrior in his eyes suddenly shocked and frightened him!

The sword stabbed him more than he had anticipated, and, without allowing him time to dodge, it stabbed him in the neck!

The power of the long knife suddenly weakened, and Li Tianzhao raised his arm and hit the side of the knife.

The long knife deflected, got out of his hand, and plunged into the ice and snow.

The Wind Martial King's eyes widened, and he couldn't speak, he was indeed weak, and the power of the battle seal couldn't be used at all.

When he fell, he had only one thought in his heart: 'What a sinister fellow, who has a good sword and deliberately pretends to be a third-rate warrior!' I died at the hands of a man who didn't even have the power of the Battle Seal......

He didn't know until he died, the sound of the air flow just now made Li Tianzhao hear the secret of his bluff by ear, and the sound created by the blade of the knife caused the change in the air flow was not the same as a normal attack.

Others can't hear it, but Li Tianzhao has been practicing swords in the dark for many years and is extremely sensitive to changes in air currents.

The Hundred Battle Generals of the Wind Warrior King didn't know this, so he fell, dyed some of the ice and snow red, and melted.

The long knife was stuck in the ground, and as the master's life faded, the knife and the person lit up with a hazy white light at the same time.

The warrior's life fades, and the power of the battle mark in the sword and the chaotic energy in the body will briefly manifest and then drift between heaven and earth.

Li Tianzhao had seen the scene when his mother died, but by that time his mother's sword had been lost on the battlefield.

Although he was not a soldier, he still held the long sword that had no war seal power at all, and said to the hundred generals of the Wind Warrior King: "Kill the hundred battle generals to whom the Wind Warrior King belongs, and use the sword as proof." ”

After the hazy white light on the sword and the corpse disappeared at the same time, Li Tian looked at the woman in white who was running, but he was not in a hurry to chase after him, he put the sword into the sheath and picked up the long knife of the enemy's hundred generals.

The power in the battle seal on the sword is gone, but the war seal itself is a certificate he uses to make meritorious contributions.

Moreover, it is a weapon of a hundred generals, which should be better than the one he built himself in the village.

Li Tianzhao took the long knife and tried to swing it, it felt good, and he saw the logo of the Fengwu King on the sword, and there were a hundred characters underneath, and there was a ridiculous word.

"I actually took the battle seal of a desolate level hundred generals!" Li Tianzhao remembered that in order to send him into the city's self-cultivation hall, what his parents were striving for was to break through from a heaven-level ten generals to a desolate level hundred generals, but in the end, they both died.

The village captain said that his parents were unlucky, they had been injured too much in the past, and the treatment of serious injuries consumed a lot of merit.

Li Tianzhao felt that the system of deducting a large amount of merit for the treatment of serious injuries was very unreasonable, but this was the rule.

Every time he thought about it, Li Tianzhao felt a sense of injustice in his chest. 'In the future, when I step into the Martial King Palace, I will definitely suggest that the Xuantian Martial King revise this rule!' Li Tianzhao secretly made up his mind.

He took the long knife and glanced at the captain of the group in the Cultivation Temple.

The man had just been injured in the waist, but now he was kneeling in the snow with his head bowed, motionless, looking like he was dead.

"Are you still alive?" Li Tianzhao shouted, but he didn't see any movement, and he didn't see the man's chest still heaving, so he went to chase the woman who fled.

Li Tianzhao is not in a hurry, because the woman in white is not fast, and her physical strength is obviously very weak, so she can't run far at all.

Sure enough, he chased downhill for a while, and saw that the woman in white obviously fell, and was struggling to get up from the snow, about fear, plus physical weakness, he finally got up after two efforts, turned his head and saw Li Tianzhao chasing down, the woman ran in a hurry in fright, but fell again, rolled a few times, stuck in the snow, and couldn't get up.

The woman saw Li Tianzhao coming over and hurriedly waved her knife.

Li Tianzhao stabbed over and slapped it on her hand, and the woman who was hurting took off the knife, her face was full of pain, and she couldn't lift her hand.

Li Tianzhao picked up the knife and saw that there was not even a battle mark on it, although he had expected it, he was still a little disappointed.

This woman is not a powerful person, not even a soldier in the making.

"Why would that Hundred Warriors go so desperately to protect you?"