Hao Yuran exclaimed, he didn't expect that there was such a thing in the box, something that people at the peak of the Holy Rank might not be able to get, actually appeared in front of his eyes. Slowly, his expression changed, and the smile on his face grew, and he began to laugh out loud.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that I would have such an opportunity to obtain this kind of anti-heaven treasure, okay! good! good!" The greed in Hao Yuran's eyes was no longer hidden, he looked at Zhu Xiaotian with a hint of murderous intent, and then said: "Give me the box, I can spare your life, but I want to delete your memory." ”

Zhu Xiaotian is not stupid, his heart keeps scarking, but the expression on his face has not changed, could it be that these ancients only have this set of tricks, and when they encounter a heavy treasure, let others hand it over, and then kill people and kill people? He bowed slightly, closed the box, and held it in front of Hao Yuran with both hands.

"Okay, hahaha. ”

Hao Yuran was obviously still immersed in the joy of obtaining the heavy treasure, and he was about to reach out to take it, when Zhu Xiaotian flipped the box into the space ring.

"You?"

Hao Yuran didn't react for a while, there was still a smile on his face, and a fist slowly enlarged in front of his eyes, hitting the door of his face.

Hit by a sudden punch, Hao Yuran took a few steps back, two lines of blood flowed out of his nostrils, only to feel that the bridge of his nose was broken by Zhu Xiaotian's punch, and his smiling face was changed, leaving only a hideous face. He also reacted at this time, Zhu Xiaotian didn't plan to give him the box at all, and the reason why he took it out was to let him relax his vigilance.

Zhu Xiaotian punched well, followed closely behind, and punched several times in a row, Hao Yuran was a little caught off guard and was busy coping.

After a few punches, Zhu Xiaotian found that there was something that was not quite what he thought, that is, Hao Yuran's cultivation, judging from the instinctive reaction speed of his body, he should be more than the eighth order of body refining.

"Are you the ninth order of body refining?" Zhu Xiaotian asked Hao Yuran tentatively as he played.

"Hmph! I'm a step away from the dust, do you think you can beat me while I let my guard down? In front of the strong, these little tricks of yours are useless. Hao Yuran's face was a little gloomy, he was actually being teased.

This time it was Zhu Xiaotian's turn to be surprised, this was too far from what he thought. Without saying a word, the solid stone talisman and the doppelganger talisman were used together, and a figure gradually solidified behind Zhu Xiaotian.

For Zhu Xiaotian, who suddenly appeared out of thin air, although Hao Yuran was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't take it to heart, pinched the trick with his right hand, and performed a blow of wind blade technique.

The wind blade was formed, cutting horizontally towards Zhu Xiaotian's waist, because the two were too close, there was a clone that had just appeared behind him, and it was really Hao Yuran who seized the opportunity, so that he couldn't dodge.

"Ahh

The expected scene of cutting off the waist did not appear, only a loud scream. The clothes on Zhu Xiaotian's body were cut by the wind blade, and a thin mark appeared above his navel, which made him feel a burst of heat.

Hao Yuran naturally knew the power of the Wind Blade Technique, and the release of the ninth order of refining body could cut through a big tree that was hugged by five people, not to mention the performance of the dust level. If he knew that Zhu Xiaotian used a solid stone talisman, which was so hard that even the sixth-order Geldan couldn't beat it, he wouldn't be so surprised in his heart.

The two Zhu Xiaotian joined forces, their minds were exchanged, one attacked the plate, and the other attacked, and the plate cooperated very tacitly.

After Hao Yuran took a few moves, a burst of pain came, and the muscles in his hands were beaten red and blue, and he was punched in the face for a while. A left hook punch hit the right side of the face, and several big teeth mixed with gum blood flew out of his mouth, almost splashing on Zhu Xiaotian's face.

Compared with when he first appeared, Hao Yuran is now a dark circle with a red and swollen right cheek, and some blood stains on the corners of his mouth. As a formation mage, he is not good at hand-to-hand combat, he relies on formations.

He widened the distance between him and Zhu Xiaotian, and in a few steps, he hid his figure and hid in the formation again.

The two Zhu Xiaotian were back to back, looking around to prevent being attacked by Hao Yuran.

"I want you to die without a body. ”