Chapter 43: Artistic Conception
Zhao Ritian's eyes flickered, and he quickly guessed that Su Haochen was here.
"Hehe, kid, the ants of the Martial Master Eightfold Realm also dare to provoke Elder Liu?" It was the messenger on Su Haochen's left who spoke, and he saw that Zhao Ritian didn't pay attention to him at all, so his eyes were cold and mocking.
"Senior Brother Liu, don't bother this kid, why don't you abolish him together. Wu Qing ran over in a daze and said.
Zhao Ritian's brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced at Wu Qing and said.
"What are you, if you don't want to die, get out of the way. ”
Immediately, his gaze fell on Su Haochen, who was in the middle, and said coldly.
"Shouldn't you give me back a cabinet? ”
Faced with Zhao Ritian's request, Su Haochen smiled, laughed out loud, and didn't take Zhao Ritian's words into account at all.
"How?"
Zhao Ritian didn't get angry immediately, but the cold light in his eyes became more and more cold.
"Okay, I'll give you one, that ...... Wu Qing: Isn't there a latrine next to our roof ridge mountain? Su Haochen said with an arrogant smile.
Liu rushed forward with a wild laugh, not giving Zhao Ritian a chance to punch at all.
"Roar!"
Like a tiger descending from the mountain, this is the Five Tiger Fist, vaguely as if his fist has the arrogance of the King of the Forest, forming a huge tiger phantom, which looks very domineering.
"This is Senior Brother Liu's Five Tiger Fist, a ground-level high-grade exercise, it seems that this person named Zhao Ritian is going to be defeated. ”
"That's right, how can he compare with Senior Brother Liu in the eightfold realm of martial arts, Senior Brother Liu is already a person at the peak of the ninefold martial master, and he is almost close to breaking through the realm of the martial king with one kick, and now I think he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die. ”
Many disciples cheered for Liu Mad excitedly, and the sneering voice continued to harass Zhao Ritian's ears, but Zhao Ritian's face changed slightly, and he waited until the punch that was like a fierce tiger came before he made a move.
"Let you see what the real Tiger Fist is!" Zhao Ritian sneered.
Roar!
An earth-shattering roar sounded, as if a wild beast was about to wake up, Ling Xiao punched out, and in the eyes of everyone, a dazzling white tiger pounced towards another tiger with an unstoppable evil aura like a killing god.
Bang!
The two fists intersected, Zhao Ritian's body couldn't move, and Liu Mad was punched and the clothes of his left arm were shattered, showing the bloody left hand.
"How is it possible!" suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at Zhao Ritian in disbelief in his eyes, what made him unbelievable was Zhao Ritian's terrifying physical strength and his attainments in boxing.
He felt that Zhao Ritian's tiger fist had an aura that made him feel terrifying, as if a white tiger was killing him, and there was a killing aura that made him unable to breathe, and his face was horrified when he thought of this.
"Could it be that this is fist intent?" exclaimed from a place next to Su Haochen.
"Fist Intent?!Impossible. ”
Su Haochen's expression was shocked, there was no ridicule in his eyes, only a cold glint in his eyes, and his eyes became gloomy when he looked at Zhao Ritian, when he saw Zhao Ritian's punch, he also seemed to see a white tiger falling from the sky with a killing aura crawling out like a pile of dead people, and the white tiger phantom actually carried a trace of light, which is a vision that only people who comprehend the intent of fist have.
The artistic conception is the power of heaven and earth, and every strong man has his own unique martial arts will, and the people who can comprehend the artistic conception after the martial king are all geniuses and heroes of the academy.
It's just that Zhao Ritian comprehended this artistic conception in the Martial Master Eightfold Realm, which made Su Haochen's eyes flash with a hint of murderous intent.
"I don't believe it! ”
The injured Liu Mad had a crazy look in his eyes, and the majestic aura on his body turned into a vigorous aura, and the clouds and mist were confused around him, and there was a phantom of a dragon and a tiger, with a dragon roar and a tiger roar, attacking towards Zhao Ritian.
"Dragon Tiger Fist!"
Zhao Ritian's eyes became sharper and sharper, and he saw that the golden light around him flashed and emitted a brilliant golden light, and then his left hand turned into a fist, and a dragon phantom hovered above Zhao Ritian's hands, as if inhaling the aura between heaven and earth, and suddenly struck.
The void trembled.
No one could see what kind of move that punch was, as if everything in the void was broken by this punch, and only a golden light rushed straight towards Liu Mad.
Rumble!
The aura of Liu Mad Martial Master's Ninefold Peak was vulnerable at that moment, and the Dragon and Tiger Phantom became invincible when it met this glowing golden light, and they all collapsed.
Zhao Ritian went away in an instant, grabbed Liu Mad's left arm in an instant, only to hear a click, Liu Mad's left arm was broken in an instant, and the haze of death shrouded Liu Mad's heart, but when he encountered the punch he just now, he was like a lonely child without any resistance.
Just when everyone stared at them with big eyes, they thought that Zhao Ritian's punch was going to smash Liu Mad's head, and Su Haochen was also faintly ready to wait for Zhao Ritian to kill Liu Mad He was also ready to kill Zhao Ritian with one blow, waiting for the above to be investigated, he also had a reason to deal with it.
But the brilliant golden glow scraped his face like a blade.
"For the sake of the same door, let you go!"
In fact, Zhao Ritian also wanted to kill him, but his unusual divine sense also sensed Su Haochen's faint killing intent, and when he killed Liu Mad, maybe he would also kill himself, so he let this Liu Mad go.
"You!"
Liu Mad glanced at Zhao Ritian with a complicated expression, the sweat on his back had soaked through his robe, and his heartbeat was beating like a roller coaster, as if he had walked through the ghost gate.
He didn't say anything, stood up and bowed to Zhao Ritian as if to thank him for his grace of not killing, and he didn't see Su Haochen walking straight down the mountain, and the resentment in Su Haochen's eyes flashed away.
"No, he must die, otherwise if he doesn't die, I guess he will die. The murderous aura in Su Haochen's eyes was strong, and he didn't know how much.
"Liu Mad was defeated, but I didn't say that you would apologize to you if you defeated Liu Mad, this person next to me is called Liu Busy, and he is Liu Mad's cousin, if you can defeat him, then I may consider giving you a cabinet and apologize. ”
The murderous aura in Su Haochen's eyes flashed away, and then he returned to his arrogant appearance and said.
"Liu Busy killed him, I recommend you to Elder Wuji, so that you can learn swordsmanship from him. ”
Su Haochen's murderous words were transmitted to the young man who was behind him with a sword, but they didn't know that the divine consciousness that combined the artistic conception of martial arts with divine consciousness had a powerful spiritual power, and then they heard Su Haochen's words to the young man named Liu Busy.
Zhao Ritian opened his eyes, and a trace of scorn appeared in his eyes.