Chapter 241

But they also have a fatal weakness, which is that they abandon their defenses. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Convert all of them into lethality to deal a fatal blow to your opponent.

Such an opponent is undoubtedly very formidable!!!

Zuo Shuanghua's magic weapon, the Qingyue Treasure Wheel, rose sharply against the wind the moment it was summoned, and it was as big as a mountain in the blink of an eye.

He didn't hesitate, with a finger of the void in his right hand, the illusionary Qingyue Treasure Wheel fell from the sky like Mount Tai pressing, and at the same time, the ghostly light on his hands flickered, and a pair of jet-black thorns only four inches long appeared out of thin air, stabbing Wan Tingjun's eyes like lightning.

"It's not good, this Zuo Shuanghua is going to be a killer!" Yuanyuan, who was standing in the audience, suddenly felt his heart suddenly, his hands clenched tightly, and he couldn't wait to go up and remind Wan Tingjun immediately, but she was a daughter after all.

Where can there be such courage and guts, and there are defensive magic circles arranged by the formation sect all around, with her current strength, it is very difficult to break through the magic circle, let alone rush to the stage.

Feeling the incomparably powerful momentum descending from the sky, Wan Tingjun did not dare to have a trace of negligence.

Manipulating the Qingxiao Shield, the footsteps are intricately changing, and the whole person floats to Zuo Shuanghua like a swift in the wind.

At this moment, Rao is Zuo Shuanghua, a master in the early and middle stages, felt an unprecedented strong pressure.

It was as if the pressure was irresistible, and even though his opponent was just an immortal monk who had not yet stepped into the First Light Realm, it didn't matter at all, because the feeling of his life being threatened was clearly coming to his mind.

When he looked into Wan Tingjun's eyes again, he was shocked to find that the other party's eyes were full of infinite pity!

Zuo Shuanghua felt a great shame falling from the sky, he couldn't believe that his strength was far higher than that of his opponent, but he had to face his mercy!

Zuo Shuanghua roared, and the flying Qingyue Treasure Wheel was like a poignant lotus flower that bloomed in an instant, scattering countless shadow blades flying all over the sky and enveloping Wan Tingjun, and the black broken thorn in his hand also flew out at this moment.

Wan Tingjun snorted coldly, grabbed the void in his right hand, and the Qingxiao shield was in his hand, and at the same time, like lightning, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and a black giant sword with a length of four feet pierced out of the black shadow!

Wan Tingjun's eyes were full of pity when he looked at Zuo Shuanghua, and even he didn't know why he pitied this person, but he found that that compassion seemed to have taken root in his heart, lingering!

The black giant sword in the black light seemed to be a stroke of genius, as unstoppable as a sword coming from the sky, instantly smashing Zuo Shuanghua's Qingyue Treasure Wheel and stabbing him in the chest!

At this moment, I could only hear a majestic shout from the square: "Stop hurting my disciples!"

From Zuo Shuanghua throwing the magic weapon Qingyue Treasure Wheel on the high platform to the black-robed middle-aged man intervening in the battle, it took almost less than a breath of effort, almost between lightning and flint, and most people just felt a flicker in front of them.

There was one more person on the high platform, and they all whispered when they boarded. It was mixed with incomprehension and doubts, but more than that, he was very dissatisfied with this person's interference in the martial arts for no reason.

However, there are also a considerable number of people who recognize the identity of this black-robed man, so they all close their mouths very interestingly and hold all the words they want to say back into their stomachs.

The black-robed middle-aged man completely ignored the discussions of the audience, he looked at Wan Tingjun, and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to be so vicious at such a young age, the old man admires it!"

Wan Tingjun swept Zuo Shuanghua, who bowed his head and was silent behind the middle-aged man, and knew that this middle-aged man was Zuo Shuanghua's master nine times out of ten, and his strength was also a strong man in the later stage of Huaguang.

couldn't help but be a hundred times more vigilant in his heart, but he expected that this court would be in full view, and this person would not dare to kill him, so when he heard his words, Wan Tingjun just replied lightly: "If I had been soft just now, then it would have been me who died." ”

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, as if he had completely ignored Zuo Shuanghua's actions just now, "You are still quibbling!" After speaking, his black robe was windless, and a large transparent hand stretched out from under his ribs and grabbed Wan Tingjun's throat.

The big hand was almost completely transparent, and Wan Tingjun, who was close at hand, only felt a terrifying killing intent rushing towards him, he subconsciously flashed back, and his figure flew straight up, drifting away from the high platform and hitting the white line.

The white line seemed to be overwhelmed, and the white light suddenly increased, and then with a bang, it turned into a little white light and disappeared.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the corner of the black-robed middle-aged man's eyes, and suddenly the big transparent hand swelled rapidly, like a sharp sword flying away.

At this time, Wan Tingjun naturally knew that this black-robed man was trying to kill him in an unsightly way, thinking of this, Wan Tingjun was furious in his heart, his body shrank, and he suddenly stood up, holding the Qingxiao Shield with his right hand, and slammed it across his chest, ready to fight with this black-robed man.

At this moment, a figure flashed in front of him, this figure was delicate and graceful, full of youthful vitality, especially the beautiful face, which looked even more delicate and cute.

Wan Tingjun was excited, and a bad premonition rose in his heart!

"What's wrong with you, are you alright?"

The girl asked anxiously.

"Get out of the way!"

Wan Tingjun scolded loudly, but it seemed to be too late, and that terrifying killing intent came to his face, blowing his long hair flying.

He didn't have time to think about it, his left hand surrounded, took Yuanyuan into his arms, and his body once again bounced backwards like an arrow from the string, and at the same time threw out the Qingxiao Shield.

Suddenly, Wan Tingjun heard an earth-shattering tiger roar, and in his heart, a black-armored knight appeared out of thin air, and the black-armored knight held a black knight's long sword and rode an iron-armored tiger covered with military thorns to block Wan Tingjun's front.

The black-robed middle-aged man's eyes were dark, and he was secretly lucky, and a thin black line visible to the naked eye quickly spread among the transparent big hands.

"Black Silk Hand!"

Zuo Shuanghua, who had not spoken since the appearance of the black-robed man, suddenly lost his voice and said three words.

"Shut up!"

Hearing Zuo Shuanghua's slightly frightened voice, the black-robed man turned his head to him with a displeased face and drank coldly.

Hearing the black-robed man's reprimand, Zuo Shuanghua immediately lowered his head, but his face was still very surprised, full of incredible colors.

As soon as the black-armored knight appeared, he swung his knight's long sword that was more than four feet in the void, and when he landed, a black light cross roared against the big transparent hand.

The black cross exuded an incomparably powerful power, and after touching that transparent and strange big hand, it actually blocked the attack of this big hand, so that it couldn't move an inch for a while!