Chapter 21: Fighting the King's Sword

"Young Master Wang, now you are the only one left, do you still have a backhand?"

With a faint smile on his face, Lin Tian let go of the person in his hand, his steps were very leisurely, and he walked towards Wang Jian step by step.

"What do you dare to teach me, do you need someone else to deal with you shit?"

Wang Jian, who was standing not far away, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled hideously, waved the sleeves of his robe, and there was a blood-red pill in his palm, without any worries, and with a grunt, the pill swallowed his throat.

Through his previous observations, Lin Tian's strength had exceeded his imagination, and if he relied on his strength alone, he would not be able to defeat Lin Tian at all, so he had to swallow this Body Enhancement Pill.

"Young Master Wang can't think of it, and he doesn't have to bite the pill to kill himself, if you can beg me to let you go, call Brother Sheng Tian to listen, I don't care about today's affairs with you if you have a lot of adults, otherwise if you don't lie on the ground today, you won't want to run." ”

Seeing Wang Jian swallow a pill, Lin Tian frowned slightly, although he also felt that Wang Jian's strange behavior might cause him some trouble, but Lin Tian, who was naturally optimistic, did not let go of such an opportunity to taunt Wang Jian.

Wang Jian didn't seem to hear Lin Tian's ridicule, the yin owl's face was also a few points more distorted, and a drop of sweat the size of a soybean also dripped from his face, and at the same time, his limbs and bones also showed strange changes, but Lin Tian didn't know anything about all this.

When Lin Tian was still more than ten meters away from Wang Jian, a sneer came out.

"Just you shit. ”

Wang Jian slowly raised the face of the gloomy owl, and glanced at Lin Tian not far away.

The words fell, the soles of his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and his body was like a foraging tiger and leopard rushing out, and when he rushed, his five fingers bent slightly, changing into a grasping shape, and some cold light flashed at his fingertips and grabbed Lin Tian not far away.

Lin Tian looked at the figure close at hand, his expression was still indifferent, and said: "Young Master Wang's temper is still so big, he will do it if he doesn't say a word, in fact, a person as kind as me can still discuss with you, but now that you do it, then don't blame me." As soon as the words fell, his eyes were cold, and the laughter just now suddenly stopped.

The five fingers suddenly clenched, but just as they were about to slam forward, a hand grabbed in front of the throat, and the toes quickly moved forward a little, and the figure swept back. However, Wang Jian's speed was much faster than Lin Tian had imagined, and his fingertips, which flashed coldly, slightly moved in the direction of Lin Tian's retreat, and the furious wind swept Lin Tian's shoulder.

With a hiss, a hideous wound appeared on the shoulder, and the soles of the feet that landed continued to step on the ground, and drops of bright red blood spilled into the air.

The figure who quickly retreated, but his eyes stayed on Wang Jian's palm, he really didn't expect Wang Jian's nails to be so sharp, and a slight slide could cause several wounds on his hand. You must know that the strength of his physical body is five times of training.

The fierce light passed through the tightly intertwined and only small leaf slits remained, and a few dazzling rays of light were refracted in Lin Tian's eyes, and Lin Tian, who had stood still, glanced at Wang Jian's palm.

So it was, Lin Tian suddenly felt a sense of relief, Wang Jian's hand was wearing something similar to a blade, but the sharpness of this thing was definitely not comparable to the blade, rich people are different, Lin Tian suddenly felt some feelings in his heart.

But in the next second, his brows furrowed slightly, but what Lin Tian didn't expect was that Wang Jian's speed was much faster. If his strength wasn't a five-fold body training, now Wang Jian's grasp would be his throat. But why does a physical quadruple have such speed?

Could it be that Lin Tian's mind suddenly flashed Wang Jian's previous strange move.

"Sure enough, there is a backhand"

Wang Jian's eyes were condensed on the blood on the blade, he was a little fascinated, and there was a strange smile on the face of the yin owl, he gradually raised his head and looked at Lin Tian not far away. Looking at Lin Tian's eyes, his body moved again, and his five fingers crossed a vicious arc under the air and hooked towards Lin Tian's vital point.

Lin Tian relied on the environment behind him to constantly dodge the rapid attack, which was also Lin Tian's helpless move, after all, Lin Tian's fists were not as sharp as the sharp weapon at the fingernails of Wang Jian.

Brother Wang is mighty, and the few people lying on the ground saw that Wang Jian's light blow could hurt Lin Tian, who was extremely arrogant just now, and now they couldn't breathe even more when they pressed the arrogant Lin Tian's atmosphere, and an indescribable pleasure suddenly rose in their hearts, and they couldn't help but shout.

Wang Jian looked at Lin Tian, who was constantly dodging his attacks, and frowned. He didn't expect that the latter would be as vigorous as an ape in this bush, and he couldn't tear off a piece of flesh from Lin Tian's body at all now.

With a hiss, a piece of bark slipped from the trunk, and at this moment, Wang Jian's hands stabbed out like an incomparably sharp blade in Lin Tian's direction.

A gust of wind blew through, Lin Tian's body twisted, and a terrifying scratch appeared on the trunk of a giant tree. Lin Tian, who was constantly dodging the rapid attack, glanced at the tree trunk beside him, and swallowed saliva in his throat, it would be uncomfortable if this hand grasp fell on him, but there was one thing Lin Tian agreed with, the sharp blade worn on this hand must be a good thing.

Lin Tian couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Wang, where did you buy this chicken claw, can you introduce it, let me buy one too." ”

Wang Jian glanced at Lin Tian in front of him, and then grabbed Lin Tian's side, he didn't have the heart to take care of Lin Tian at all, at this time, there was only one thought in his heart was to let Lin Tian die under his hands, and the way he looked at Lin Tian was already the same as the way he looked at a dead man.

Lin Tian pursed his lips and said unhappily: "If you don't say it, you won't say it, anyway, this thing will be mine later." ”

Yours, Wang Jian mocked: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability or not." ”

"Oh, it's enough to have Young Master Wang's words. As soon as the words fell, Lin Tian's toes suddenly hit the trunk of the tree behind him, and his body gained a huge rebound force, like an arrow that came out of his bow pierced through the layers of air barriers, and slammed towards Wang Jian.

Wang Jian looked at Lin Tian who came to send him to death, the corners of his mouth raised some arcs, although he didn't understand why Lin Tian, who had been busy running for his life just now, had so much courage to dare him to face him at this time.

But his eyes wandered behind Lin Tian, and behind Lin Tian was a row of dense trees, it turned out that he couldn't escape like last time, and he still wanted to learn from the last time, but was he still the previous Wang Jian?

"Die. ”

A loud cry shook out of Wang Jian's throat, he would not let go of such an opportunity now, and then his palms drew a fierce arc in the air, hooking towards Lin Tian's vital point.

Lin Tian at the time of the storm, his flat five fingers clenched fiercely, and there was a subtle change in his fist, and his fist flashed with some strange luster. The fist pressed against the air, and several sharp fist winds emerged from all around the fist.

Under the fluctuation of the powerful power of Lin Tian's fist, his brows furrowed slightly, Wang Jian seemed to sense the terrifying aura on Lin Tian's fist, but when he sensed the terrifying power of Lin Tian's fist, Lin Tian had already come to him.

Now he only has two choices for him now, one is to fight with his life and fight to the death with Lin Tian, and the other is to give up the attack on Lin Tian and choose to retreat...... Wang Jian's eyes were extremely complicated, and his face was changing rapidly, but in the next second, the soles of his feet stepped forward, and his claws were on the way back, Wang Jian had obviously chosen the former.

"I'll go, Young Master Wang, it turns out that you are still afraid of death, but I am not afraid. ”

Lin Tian's eyes were cold, and the soles of his feet that fell in mid-air slammed into the ground, and his body rushed towards the retreating Wang Jian.

In fact, it's not that Lin Tian is not afraid of death, after a short fight just now, Lin Tian also clearly realized the changes in Wang Jian's body, whether it was the speed or the extremely sharp grip, all this told her that if he dragged on any longer, he would lose, so it was better to fight.

As a result, Lin Tian won the bet, and Wang Jian really didn't dare to fight with him with his life.

Looking at Lin Tian who was rushing towards him with his life in front of him, Wang Jian looked stunned, and his gloomy face was a little more confused, he didn't know why Lin Tian dared to fight with his life, but a waste actually dared to fight with his life, who was he, he was the god of the younger generation of Beishan, he couldn't lose, it must be Lin Tian who fell to the ground.

Look for death

Wang Jian also seemed to react, stepped back on the soles of his feet, and his retreating figure suddenly froze, and hurriedly urged the palms that were blocking in front of him, stabbing towards Lin Tian's throat within reach.

But when Wang Jian reacted, it was already too late, and the huge fist had already been blocked by layers of air, and it had already come to Wang Jian.

Hiss...... A few hissing sounds sounded, and there were several more terrifying wounds on Lin Tian's body, although Wang Jian's claws did not cut Lin Tian's throat, but the sharp claws still left two wounds on Lin Tian's body, and the blood slid down Wang Jian's hands, and in an instant, there were two more red blood on the ground.

But Lin Tian didn't seem to feel the pain, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, a stone fist, and a loud cry shook out of his throat. The fist pierced the barrier of the air, and a violent sound of breaking wind sounded, Wang Jian looked at the fist in front of him in a daze and got closer and closer, and with a bang, the fist fell on him.