Chapter Twenty-Six: The Seventh Layer of Battle Training!

"You ......" When two of the four weirdos rushed towards Luo Tian, and the other two rushed towards Hou Yunjie, who seemed to have accepted his fate on his knees, Hou Yunjie suddenly raised his head, and a pair of eyes spurted scarlet blood, "Give me death!"

When the words fell, he knelt on the ground and shrunk into a ball, and suddenly rose into the sky like a firecracker, a dagger, glowing with a cold glow in the sun, as if infused with all the blood and bravery, suddenly stabbed down, and the killing machine was decisive.

"Poof!"

The pain struck, and the strange man closest to Hou Yunjie lowered his head in confusion, and a dagger was driven into his chest like a nail, and then began to stir inside, emptying his mind little by little...... He raised his head, before, the little fat man in front of him was as slippery as a fat mouse under their pursuit, and never confronted them head-on, but at this time, his eyes were surging with a piercing cold.

"You can die for me, too!"

Hou Yunjie pulled out the dagger with a "poof", and then flew up with a kick, kicking the strange man he stabbed to death.

As the blood dropped, his body turned, like a spinning top spinning at high speed, flying sand and rocks, bringing out the Dao wind, and stabbing the second strange man with his backhand.

Under the reflection of the blood-gled dagger, the strange man's eyes were red, like a devil crawling out of hell, without a trace of emotion.

When Hou Yunjie suddenly erupted, killed his companion, and then killed him again, he was shocked, and the muscles that were tightened by the shabby white cloth were agitated up in pieces, and a trace of blood oozed out of the taut white cloth, making him look extremely demonic and terrifying.

"Blood... Kill!"

The sound of a low stutter, like a ball rolling out of his throat, sounded, and the moment he opened his mouth, a blood-red air flow flew out, like a bloody arrow, shooting straight towards Hou Yunjie's throat.

Immediately afterwards, his hands wrapped around the white cloth, and at the same time put on a posture, like an eagle and a tiger, smashing Hou Yunjie's middle chest, the air flow was violent, the evil qi was pervasive, and the momentum was crushed layer by layer.

As soon as he struck, it was a means of killing, terrifying, and he completely ignored the dagger that stabbed at him quickly.

Hou Yunjie's gaze collided with him, the kind of cold that seemed to come from hell, so that he couldn't help but be shocked when he had already made plans to fight for his life.

"Monster ......" gritted his teeth, no sound came out, Hou Yunjie's gaze was resolute and surging, like a flame burning the plain, "Do you want to die together?"

The power of the whole body was poured into the dagger, the eyes were slightly closed, and the originally crazy killing intent was suddenly restrained.

The sharp dagger seemed to flash a red glimmer in the sunlight.

At the same time, a biting chill like a man's back quietly poured out of the dagger.

"Then let's die together!"

Airplanes!

The dagger shuddered, piercing through layers of qi barriers, and then stabbed hard into the monster's chest.

One centimeter, two centimeters, three centimeters...... The flesh and blood of the strange man were like cowhides stacked on top of each other, and Hou Yunjie's dagger could not be further advanced by half an inch after advancing by three centimeters.

His hopeful gaze turned into a shock.

"Whoosh!"

The blood arrow that spurted out of the strange man's mouth struck, and in a trance, Hou Yunjie barely tilted his head, but his reaction was half a beat slower after all, and the blood arrow grazed the side of his throat, pulling out a long gap, and the sharp pain hit, making his eyebrows twist into a cracked shape.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the strange man's hands like eagles and tigers fell on his chest with a bang, and he was pressed down vigorously, his eyes bulged out, a mouthful of blood spit out, and his body flew out with a "boom".

"Treat me for the rest of his day... When I returned, the city was full of fireworks... Qi Xiangqing...... I'm ...... The man who is destined to join the Demon Emperor Gate...... Ahem...... Ahem......"

The pain was so great that it seemed like the bones of the whole body were broken.

Lying on the ground, the dazzling sunlight shone on Hou Yunjie's face, he coughed up blood, and at the same time remembered all the bold words he had said when he first came to the training camp that day.

The sound of "stampeding" footsteps sounded, and after knocking Hou Yunjie away, the strange man walked in front of Hou Yunjie unhurriedly, the sunlight was obscured, and the strange man stretched out his hand and pulled out the dagger inserted in his chest with a "snap".

Hou Yunjie raised his head slightly, and there was not a trace of blood flowing out of the strange man's chest.

"It's a monster!"

A wry smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, the strange man who was caught off guard and killed by him before, like him, was a cultivator of the sixth layer of Qi training, and the strange person in front of him was a terrifying existence of the seventh layer of Qi training.

"I'm going to ...... Your blood!"

The strange man stretched out his hand that was bound by a white bandage, bent down and grabbed Hou Yunjie's chest, his voice was unusually low and strange, as if he hadn't said a word for several years.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a strong wind seemed to hit from the Nine Heavens. In the corner of his eye, a dazzling golden sword, glowing with brilliant golden brilliance in the sun, roared.

The strange man kicked his feet and left the place.

The golden sword was stuck in the ground with a "bang", except for the hilt, the whole thing was submerged into the ground.

"His life... It's mine!"

Luo Tianyao walked over and spoke in a low voice.

"Luo ......"

Hou Yunjie suddenly opened his mouth wide, and looked at Luo Tian who suddenly appeared in disbelief.

He endured the pain, tilted his head slightly, and everywhere he looked, he saw that behind Luo Tian, the two strange people who went to kill Luo Tian had all been beheaded by him with a sword.

His eyes were focused on Luo Tian again, and the spontaneous fluctuations of his true qi between walks made him extremely familiar.

Six layers of Qi training!

"You ......"

This scene was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and his heart was mixed with five flavors, and even the pain was unconsciously reduced a lot.

A month and a half ago, Luo Tian was still a little beggar who didn't know anything, but a month and a half later, his cultivation had already caught up with him.

And even its strength......

Gritting his teeth, he said in a hoarse voice, "Be careful...... If not, you go on your own...... This guy is a martial artist who practices the seventh layer of qi, don't save me......"

"Save you?"

Luo Tian just glanced at Hou Yunjie and withdrew his gaze.

The breeze swept through, and there was a smell of decay in the venue.

The source of this breath came from the blood of the dead strangers, their blood seemed to be intensely corrosive, and once it fell on the grass and trees, the plants immediately withered and blackened, and emitted a burst of rotten smell.

"Seven layers of Qi training!"

Luo Tian's gaze fell on the strange man, the two strange people he killed before were both sixth-level Qi cultivation cultivators, but this strange man in front of him had a seventh-level Qi cultivation cultivation.

This made him feel a little excited in his heart.

"I don't know if my current strength can defeat a martial artist of the seventh layer of Qi training!"

Momentum, a little bit of cohesion.

Blood, in heat, boiling.

"Here you go...... Take my punch!"

Suddenly, Luo Tian moved.

Rushing to the mountain, people move like a mountain.

It was as if the majestic mountain was about to rush out, and he punched out, and the huge fist, in a trance, was carved out of stone, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to the stranger.

Seeing Luo Tian rushing forward, the blood in the strange man's eyes flashed, and his two hands changed into claws, like an eagle-shaped tiger, attacking Luo Tian's middle chest, which was still the kind of fighting style that hurt both sides.

Luo Tian seemed to have expected it, his eyes flashed, and the fist he hit suddenly fell like a hammer, and with a "bang", it hit the stranger's left hand, swinging his eagle-shaped fist; at the same time, his left hand reached out like lightning, and grabbed the tiger-shaped fist of the stranger's right hand.

"Blood... Kill!"

But at this moment, the strange man suddenly opened his mouth, wrapped in red flesh, a row of miserable white teeth tried to bare outward, and in the center of his throat, a little blood, faintly aimed at Luo Tian.

Luo Tian's eyes flashed, and an earthy yellow star came out in his mind, and the next moment, the star suddenly shook. Then his right hand, which had been struck on the Strange Eagle's Fist, suddenly burst out with a second force, like a spring, bounced back, and smashed the Strange Guy's mouth with a "bang".

The strange man's head was smashed, and the blood arrow that had just brewed shot out to the side with a "whoosh".