Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 717 A foot to death
In the eyes of others, Zhang Jian's words are undoubtedly related to the head of the king of Hades, and he is simply looking for death!
Did he have water in his head?
Don't you know that the enemy on the other side is the Goshawk King of the Peak Realm? Where did he get his confidence and courage?
"Crazy, crazy, this man must be crazy!"
"This time I really want to anger the Goshawk King, when the time comes, life is better than death, this person really doesn't know whether to live or die!"
"Idiot, stupid, I've never seen such a self-conscious person!"
Everyone's hearts surged, and one after another disdainful eyes fell on Zhang Jian, like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.
However, Zhang Jian did not move, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, and he stood with his hands in his hands, and his demeanor was calm.
"Young Master Zhang, even if my poplar dies, I will definitely protect you!"
Hu Yang completely lost his faith, he struggled to get up, his bleeding palm clenched the hilt of the Tairu sword, and the sword body that was originally like a flood of autumn water was dyed blood-red with blood.
He wants to fight to the death, to protect Zhang Jian's safety, even if he knows that he is dead, he has to take action.
"Good, very good, ignorant child, this king wants to see if you are still so sharp and sharp when you lose your hands and feet and turn into a human stick!"
The Goshawk King laughed angrily, the feather coats on his body were upside down, and the eagle falcon's eyes burst out with a killing intent that seemed to be a substance, and in an instant, everyone felt a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
The Goshawk King made a move, this time it was no longer a tenth of his strength, but he shot with all his strength, because he wanted to make Zhang Jian's life worse than death, so that he could no longer be arrogant.
Bang!
Suddenly, the wind howled between heaven and earth, and the space within a radius of thousands of zhang was affected, and the space around the goshawk king was shattered like a mirror, and the fine space fragments merged with the wind and turned into a storm.
The Goshawk King raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the piercing sound dispersed, so that everyone couldn't help but cover their ears, and the weak ones were even bleeding from their ears, which was extremely terrifying.
"Skyhawk Wind Break!"
The Goshawk King moved, and the whole person merged with the wind, rushing towards Zhang Jian, his hands turned into eagle claws like black iron, and the storm formed by the fusion of space debris and the wind swirled around him.
At this moment, the goshawk king was full of momentum, and everyone felt depressed in their hearts, as if they had been hammered with a heavy hammer, and they all retreated in shock.
Swish!
At the speed of the Goshawk King, he came to Zhang Jian in the blink of an eye, and the storm swirled, blowing the black shirt on Zhang Jian's body into a hunting sound, and his long hair fluttering, as if the end had come.
"It's over!"
The golden big tooth in the distance wailed, and closed his eyes and didn't dare to look.
Hu Yang grasped the Tairu sword and struggled to run the aura, even if the meridians couldn't bear it, he didn't hesitate.
At this time, Zhang Jian made a move.
In the face of the Goshawk King's powerful and terrifying attack, Zhang Jian still stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was calm, but his left hand was stretched out with a finger.
"Kurong Poison Finger!"
Zhang Jian's fingers turned from white to pitch black in an instant, and the storm was approaching, but when he touched this finger, it was as fragile as tofu, and it shattered when he touched it.
The wind was howling, Zhang Jian was still standing proudly, and his dark fingers were on the Goshawk King's body at an incredible speed.
In an instant, the poison of the withered years broke out, and the hideousness on the goshawk king's face suddenly changed, turning into a frightened color, he clearly felt that he had been poisoned, and this poison was not painful or itchy, but it made his vitality pass in the blink of an eye.
However, with a breath, the Goshawk King's face was rapidly aging, as if he had passed a hundred years, and his body was weakening at an extremely rapid rate.
At this moment, the Goshawk King's heart was filled with fear, he could never have imagined that this young boy had such terrifying strength.
In an instant, the Goshawk King wanted to retreat and didn't dare to continue, but he found that he couldn't leave, even if he wanted to move, he couldn't do it, and the space around him was like an iron plate, and he couldn't tear the space.
In the end, the Goshawk King slammed into the ground, and at this moment, his face was withered, like the bark of a tree, and his vitality was like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any time.
The Goshawk King lay on the ground, trying to use his aura to escape, but the poison of the withered years destroyed all his hopes, and at this moment he was like an old dog, lying on the ground, waiting for his final fate.
All this is said slowly, but in fact, it is only three breaths, from the approach of the Goshawk King, to Zhang Jian's shot, and then to the Goshawk King lying on the ground, as fast as lightning.
Hu Yang's face was full of determination and recklessness, and the Tairu sword in his hand had just been stretched out, but the battle was over.
Hu Yang's face suddenly froze, and then from white to red, and from red to blue, and finally opened his mouth wide, looking at Zhang Jian who was standing with his hands in shock.
At this moment, Hu Yang's mind was full of mush, and the same amount as him was still tens of thousands of creatures who participated in the martial arts competition.
Hu Dieqiao's face still had regret on her face, but it was filled with a rich shock.
Li Jianjiu on the side was no longer disdainful, and his eyes showed a dull gaze.
Su Wuqian, Hu Wanqiu, and other onlookers were all stunned at the moment, stunned, only Jian Ling's expression remained unchanged, looking at Zhang Jian with a smile.
"How...... What's wrong?"
The strange silence around Jin Daya made Jin Daya feel uneasy, and he let out a trembling sound, and then slowly opened his eyes, and finally exposed Zhang Jian who was standing with his hands in his hands and the Goshawk King who was lying on the ground.
"Oh my God!"
Jin Daya jumped up, like a frightened bird, pointing at Zhang Jian and opening his mouth wide, but the words were stuck in his throat.
What the hell is going on?
Everyone was full of doubts in their hearts, no one thought that the Goshawk King would be defeated, and he was defeated so completely that he had no power to resist.
How did he do it?
What just happened?
Who the hell is he?
Countless doubts beat in everyone's hearts, but no one dared to underestimate Zhang Jian anymore, and all eyes converged.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it, so, you just go and die!"
Zhang Jian raised his right foot, opened his mouth lightly, and immediately fell suddenly, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, the sky fell, and the force that was difficult to resist fell with a bang.
The Goshawk King's eyes widened, and his old lips trembled as he tried to say something, but he was greeted by a merciless slaughter.
Burst!
Like a broken watermelon, Zhang Jian smashed the head of the Goshawk King with one foot, a generation of powerhouses in the peak realm, who can start a sect and claim the existence of the ancestor, has fallen, and even the corpse cannot be complete, which is worse than the ram Qi.
This scene is deeply imprinted in everyone's memory, and when Zhang Jian's right foot fell, it was like stepping on everyone's hearts, which is indescribable!
Zhang ...... Young Master Zhang, you ...... Who are you?"
Hu Yang's trembling voice sounded slowly, his eyes were about to split, he was completely shocked by Zhang Jian's strength, and he couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.
And at this moment everyone pricked up their ears, because they also had this doubt in their hearts. Who the hell is he?