Chapter Ninety-Five: Kick!

Because Luo Tian's dress was unique in the training camp, and because of his relationship with Yun Yiyang, Wu Jun, Bai Feiyu and others, the bearded man and others recognized him at a glance.

It's just that when the short-stated blood slave saw that Luo Tian's cultivation was the same as his own, he smiled coldly, and was full of disdain for his arrogant words.

is also a tenth-level cultivation of Qi cultivation, no matter how strong Luo Tian is, how much stronger can he be than him?

Moreover, there were five of them, although three of them were cultivators of the ninth level of Qi cultivation, but the strength of the bearded Meng Yuan was only stronger, not weaker than him. If it weren't for the fact that he knew that Bai Feiyu attached great importance to Luo Tian, and at the same time, he had also heard that Meng Yuan had said that among the regular martial artists, the newly promoted Condensate Realm martial artist Wu Jun, had suffered several losses in Luo Tian's hands, he wouldn't even look at Luo Tian directly.

But even so, when he said to Luo Tian to let them hand over their storage bags and get out of here, he also thought that Luo Tian was suffering from madness.

"I can kill you, I can kill all of you. ”

After speaking calmly, Luo Tian's gaze jumped over the short blood slave and landed on the bearded warrior.

This person's name is Meng Yun.

He inquired about the news through Kou Hanxiang, and he knew a little bit about this person.

In the several battles between the regular martial artists and the blood slaves in this mission, due to the restrictions of the training camp, the snake girl, Li Teng and the Wu Jun, as condensate realm martial artists, could not participate in the big war. Therefore, this Meng Yun relied on the strength that was slightly stronger than several other Qi cultivation tenth-level martial artists, and became the actual leader of the regular martial artists.

That is, the fourth leader of the thirty camps.

Luo Tian didn't see him in the battle of Yaoshan not long ago, but according to Kou Hanxiang's description, he performed okay in the first two wars, not only did he kill a large number of blood slaves, but he was also decent in the command battle.

Meng Yuan looked at Luo Tian, his dark beard shook, and when he barely smiled on his face, he narrowed his eyes into a needle eye: "Luo Tian, we have no grievances and no hatred, you say that a little too much, right?"

Luo Tian replied calmly: "You forgot what place this is, and ......" He raised his hand and shook the black gold bracelet on his wrist, "You guys beat my spirit soldiers, I just asked you to pay a little price." I have limited time, so I'll give you two seconds to think about it, and if you don't agree, then I'll have to take it myself. ”

Luo Tian's words fell, and the bearded and other five people suddenly became vigilant.

Even the short blood slave who was disdainful of Luo Tianman before, his eyes suddenly became a little deeper.

No one is a fool among the martial artists who can survive in the training camp until now, although in their subconscious, no matter how they look at it, Luo Tian cannot be their opponent. But since Luo Tian dared to say such a thing, how could he not have confidence?

Several people invariably looked at the black gold bracelet, and they all guessed whether Luo Tian's confidence came from this strange bracelet.

“...... Two...... One!"

It's just that Luo Tian didn't give them time to think, two seconds, two numbers spit out, and his eyes that had been clear from beginning to end suddenly became as sharp as an eagle.

With that, he lifted his right foot slightly.

In an instant, everyone was ready for Luo Tian to rush up.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Luo Tian's right foot hit the ground.

"Boom!"

At the moment when everyone's hearts were beating, twenty or thirty sharp ground thorns, some long and some short, as if they had been set up a trap a long time ago, came out from around them together, enclosing them all, only in the direction of Luo Tian, leaving a gap.

Meng Yuan was so frightened that he almost scolded his mother: "This is the rumored ground stabbing technique?"

Dozens of ground thorns stabbed out together, and if it weren't for the purpose of these ground thorns to surround them, rather than kill them directly, I'm afraid that few of them would have been able to escape.

Such a means, not to mention those who practice Qi Realm martial artists, even ordinary Condensate Realm martial artists, do not have them.

Almost instantly, Meng Yuan had the intention of admitting and subduing himself, but when he looked at Luo Tian, he saw that Luo Tian had already rushed towards them like a wild horse.

And in just an instant, Luo Tian arrived in front of him.

A sense of shock struck, and Meng Yuan hurriedly yelled: "Don't do it yet......"

"It's nothing for you for the time being!"

Luo Tian stretched out his left hand, like a disobedient puppy, and picked it up on the shelf that Meng Yuan hurriedly erected, but the huge force made Meng Yuan turn around in place three times like a tumbler before he could stop.

After snatching Meng Yuan away with his left hand, Luo Tian rushed to the taller of the two blood slaves in an instant: "I only have one palm, I can catch it, I will let you live." ”

The blood slave's body trembled.

He saw that Meng Yuan was just lightly picked up by Luo Tian, spinning like a spinning top, and his heart was almost jumping out.

From beginning to end, he didn't even say a word, but Luo Tian was the first to find him. He felt that he had been wronged.

However, Luo Tian's big hand covered his vision in an instant, and he didn't even have a chance to ask, just like the big seal in charge of killing.

"Boom!"

The blood slave raised his hands to block, but when Luo Tian's big hand fell halfway, it suddenly shrank its neck like a snake, avoiding his block, and then landed on his chest at a faster speed.

With a roar, the air flow overflowed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the blood slave's "poof", and a pair of eyes were round in an instant.

"It's the same with you, as long as you can take my blow, I can also surround your life!"

Killing the tall blood slave with one palm, Luo Tian's body turned, and his eyes fell on the short blood slave who was only one and a half meters.

Then his left hand was raised in the air, and he slammed it into a hammer, pointing it at the skull of the dwarf blood slave.

Earlier, he had slapped the tall blood slave to death, using only his right hand. After advancing to the Condensation Realm, his body was also refined, and his strength was further improved, and his right arm alone possessed a pure huge strength of 100,000 catties.

This time, Luo Tian, just in case, raised his left hand and clenched it into a fist, his eyes shook with earthy yellow stars, and he suddenly used the leyline fluctuation fist to bless the two forces in this punch.

The oppression of death struck with a roar, and the short blood slave never thought that Luo Tian would dare to say that he would do it in the face of the five of them, and as soon as he made a move, he was shocked and killed one of them in an instant.

He let out a low roar, his body squatted down, and his two feet were like a drill bit for drilling wells, and the smoke and dust were everywhere, and he actually "poofed" at once, and drilled most of his body into the ground, only exposing the position above his chest above the ground.

Under Luo Tian's punch, it actually fell short.

After avoiding Luo Tian's blow, although the dwarf blood slave was a little panting, although he still had some palpitations, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and now, he no longer dared to underestimate Luo Tian in the slightest.

Several other people were also relieved when they saw this scene.

Although Luo Tian seemed to be showing a means of practicing a Qi Realm martial artist when he made a move, his strength was already comparable to that of a Condensation Realm martial artist.

"I asked you to take this blow from me, and you dared to avoid it?"

It's just that at this moment, Luo Tian, who punched the air, suddenly glared at his eyes, raised his right foot, and kicked the short blood slave's head above the ground unexpectedly.